The First Cause of All Realms

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

A dull sound came from the dark fog.

It was as if someone was kowtowing heavily, and it was as if he was close to his chest and heard the beating of his heart.

"These people..."

Yang Yu was in shock.

This group of people must have a deep understanding of this ghost villa. Otherwise, in the face of such a strange place, normal people should wait and see like him.

Thinking about it in his heart, he clenched the bow and knife tightly, looked intently, and wandered through the seven orifices of the mud pill with his inner breath, raising his five senses, not letting go of the slightest clue.

Looking at it, I really found something different.

There were as many as a hundred people sitting on the ground around the wooden platform built by the yin wood, but except for the dozen or so who entered after the door was opened.

The rest of the people are cold and hard as if lifeless. At first glance, they look like living people, but upon closer inspection, they find that their breath and color are completely different from others.

"Fang Qidao, just died like this?"

Yang Yu murmured in his heart, but did not believe it.

Judging from Fang Qidao's strong desire to survive along the way, he shouldn't be a person seeking death.

can~

woohoo hoo...

At this time, a cool wind blew from nowhere.

The ribs and tendons have been achieved, and the blood has been exchanged one after another. Although Yang Prison is not immune to cold and heat, even walking in the heavy snow in the middle of winter, it is only a little cool.

But at this time, in the deep valley where Xia and Qiu meet, he actually felt a chill running from the tailbone to Tianling Gai, and goosebumps all over him!

Subconsciously, I want to stay away from here.

However, with such a slight leaning back, Yang Yu's expression changed again. This lean, he actually leaned on the entity!

"what?!"

Yang Yu turned back, his pupils shrank involuntarily.

Behind him was the tightly closed wooden door, and he followed this door unknowingly.

The gusts of cool wind, the black mist surging, almost covered the door, and even spread towards him.

"I never entered the door!"

"My five senses were blinded by others. The door I saw was not the real door...is that the gust of wind?"

"This ghost place, evil sect!"

He looked towards the courtyard, but at this time, the dark fog was so thick that with his eyesight, he couldn't see anything.

Although he can still use the previous glimpses to review the distribution in the yard at this moment, but with the previous lessons, he can't judge whether what he sees is true or not.

Can't even tell where you are.

Assuming that the wooden door I saw before is fake, who knows that this house is not fake?

Under the black fog all around, is it the bluestone courtyard or the abyss?

"Ghost hitting the wall? Or..."

Yang Yu didn't dare to act rashly, he swept the deep black from the corner of his eye, forcibly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, pressed the knife and held the bow, and sat down with his knees crossed.

Maintaining the status quo.

However, when he sat, he was shocked again.

Those people in the courtyard sitting cross-legged, are they all suffering the same as him?

Are you in front of the door?

Or are they all sitting under the high platform just like those people before?

I was shocked, but not confused.

Yang Yu's heart is bright.

Whether it is Su Jing, Wang Fu, or the old monk Hui An, they obviously know a lot about this place.

They waited for a year for the door to open, then it means that there must be no such huge danger when entering through the door, otherwise, what treasure can be compared to their own life?

call!

Suck!

As his thoughts turned, Yang Yu calmed down, but his spirit was highly tense, always sensing the surroundings, waiting for changes.

This wait is a long time.

In the deep darkness, the silence was terrifying, even with the superhuman five senses like Yang Yu, he didn't hear any noise until...

"Yang, benefactor Yang?"

An erratic voice came from the side.

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed, and he saw a subtle light, not a torch, not an oil lamp, but an unknown Buddha statue about the size of a human head mixed with gold and red.

Buddha statues are glowing.

Under the dim light, it was Su Ming's slightly complicated face: "Why did you still come in?"

"Su Ming?"

Yang Yu frowned and followed the dim light. He looked left and right, it was still pitch black, and he didn't know if anyone was there.

"The one suppressed in this house is an old locust tree in the mountains. According to the Buddhist scriptures, this kind of monster is the most difficult to kill, and it is extremely terrifying in the mountains..."

Su Ming looked around carefully, and said worriedly:

"You don't have the Buddha Dharma by your side, you're only afraid of danger when you come in, so let's take this Buddha statue and go out first."

"Lao Huai? Spirit?"

Yang Yu was still sitting in meditation and did not pick up the Buddha statue, but instead asked:

"Is your father alright?"

"Um?"

‘Su Ming’ was stunned for a moment, and then sighed complicatedly: “If you become a monk, you will have no home, I…”

"roll!"

Before the words were finished, Yang Prison's body was red, and a touch of white sword light swept up, like an evil dragon who chose someone to devour, and swallowed the 'Su Ming'.

call!

However, this knife slashed, but it was not forceful. It didn't look like it hit the human body, but it was more like a slash in the air.

"You're just pretending to be a ghost?"

With no success, Yang Yu didn't pursue him, and looked away coldly.

The Buddha statue had turned into a lantern, and it was not Su Ming who held the lantern, but a middle-aged 'person' with a ferocious face like a ghost.

"Roar!"

Shaped like a ghost, it roared in a low voice, and the fierce breath rolled like a tide.

"Um?!"

The hair of his clothes was raised, but Yang Yu's eyes lit up, and he felt the familiar restlessness of Gluttony.

It is unknown whether it is a human or a ghost, and it has the aura of 'Dao Fruit'.

It's just that the black mist is so well concealed that it is not because it actively releases its breath, otherwise, he will not be able to perceive it at all.

If he can't perceive it, he can't detect it either, relying on his five senses to capture the external aura.

"Go away, or die!"

It seemed that he had noticed something. The three-pointed person looked like a human, and the seven-pointed person was like a ghost. He roared again, and the fierce aura surged even more intensely.

"roll?"

Hearing this, Yang Yu did not get angry. Instead, after sensing the subtle changes in the Cauldron of Gluttony, his eyes became brighter:

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!"

According to Xu Wenji's Dao fruit miscellaneous talk, different Dao fruits of the same rank will have an indescribable attraction to each other.

Yang Prison once thought that it was the Ding of Gluttony that isolated this attraction.

Now it seems that it is not.

At least, not quite.

boom!

Yang prison stepped a little, and the vigorous blood burst out, and the man radiated strong light and heat like a furnace, and he brazenly drew his sword and killed the ferocious ghost.

laugh!

It fell with a slash, and failed again, but the ghost figure let out a scream.

"Roar!"

Burning, black smoke rises, and the pain neighs incessantly.

"Really ghost?"

In the slash, Yang Yu raised his brows, his blood became more and more surging, and he was merciless under the knife, waving the sword light in the sky, and chasing away.

It was still pitch black all around.

But with the peripheral light of the lantern, Yang Prison could barely see the road clearly. While chasing, he was also on guard.

Soon, the surrounding black mist seemed to be much thinner.

call!

Yang Yu stopped moving forward, and he could vaguely see his surroundings.

courtyard.

It was still the same courtyard, and the high platform built of black wood was vaguely visible, but there were no people sitting on the ground around.

Instead, there are a large group of ferocious ghosts that don't look like people.

With his arrival, all the ghosts roared, as if threatening, but also as if in fear.

"call!"

Holding the knife in one hand, Yang Yu glanced at the ghosts, paused on Fang Qidao, who looked like an evil ghost, and looked at the black wood high platform.

Looking here, it is much clearer than before.

There was not nothing on the wooden platform that was built. Under the black mist that overflowed like water, there were faintly visible children one or three feet tall, with black skin like ink.

"Hee hee hee~"

Seemingly feeling Yang Yu's gaze, the black baby's only red eyes that were different from her skin color stared at Yang Yu, grinning, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

On his wrist, there was clearly a seal with a faint glow and an unknown pattern on it.

That is……

Pressing his chest lightly, without having to feel it, Yang Prison can guess what is causing the gluttony to be restless.

"Suppressing Evil Seal!"

...

...

The big lights flickered.

Daoist North Wind and the others sat on the ground, under the shadows, their faces were a little gloomy.

"According to the information in the sect, this Netherworld Villa was the earliest, it appeared ninety years ago, and it appears three years every thirty years..."

Xu Shilong looked condensed and talked about the origin of Netherworld Villa:

"According to the exploration and discovery in the last two teachings, everyone who dies in this villa will exist in a state of immortality, as if being manipulated by something behind..."

"Dead or alive?"

The North Wind Taoist frowned: "Death is death, and living is living, what does it mean to live or die?"

"Literally. The intelligence in the teaching says so, let's just listen to it."

Xu Shilong's face was cold, and he said lightly:

"According to the teachings, there are no ghosts or indigo in this ghost villa, and even if they existed a long time ago, they would have died long ago.

The one who secretly manipulated all this should be a Taoist fruit..."

"Could it be that Daoguo is alive?"

Monk Fuyun was a little surprised.

"Which one is accurate for the things that are born from the creation of heaven and earth?"

Xu Xilong shook his head.

"okay!"

The Xiongdao man was full of irritability, and the darkness around him made him very unhappy: "Don't talk so much, just say it straight, how can you get that fruit!"

The rest also nodded.

This ghost villa is very strange. Their torches are completely useless. If it weren't for this lantern, they could hardly even see their own hands.

This kind of place is too depressing.

"Can't get it."

Xu Xilong was very calm.

"what?"

"Can't get it? Can't get it, why did you ask us to do it?"

"Are you kidding us?!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed. They were arrogant and arrogant, and they almost couldn't hold back their fierceness.

"What is the fruit of your dharma? Do you think it's easy to get things now that Emperor Qin couldn't get with all the power of the world?"

Xu Silong also felt irritable, and his voice became cold:

"It's up to you and me, what do you take?"

"you!"

Seeing that the atmosphere in the crowd was not right, Wang Fu, who had been lowering his head to fiddle with things, raised his head and said:

"Everyone, stay calm, otherwise, it won't be long before we kill each other..."

His voice was low, but with a deep inner air.

When everyone heard it, their hearts were shocked, and only then did they realize that the emotions of themselves and others were affected.

"The path of Daoguo's recognition of the Lord will not work."

Wang Fu sighed.

Daoguo is by no means easy to take.

In fact, after entering this villa for so long, nothing weird happened, and he knew that it was impossible to get the Dao Fruit by themselves.

"But there are many ways to get the fruit of the Dao, and there is not only one way to recognize the Lord."

Xu Silong also calmed down.

"Unfortunately, the road to blood sacrifice doesn't work either. Thirty years ago, there was a deep valley here in the sect, and there were nine blood sacrifices made by 'young children', 'girls', 'youth', and 'old women', but they didn't lead the way. The fruit comes out..."

Wang Fu fiddled with his bottles and jars, and said casually:

"However, the old bald donkey from Lanke Temple did not come here empty-handed. With the means of Lanke Temple, he dared to come all the way, he must be sure..."

"what do you mean?"

The rest of the people moved in their hearts and had already guessed what Wang Fu was thinking.

It was clear that he wanted to wait for the old monk to use his means to win the Dao Fruit, and then make a plot against him.

"However, although the old monk seems to be very old, but he dares to come thousands of miles, I'm afraid that he is not an ordinary person, it's up to us..."

Monk Fuyun frowned.

Others don't know, but he himself knows exactly where Lanke Temple is.

The monks there are not fuel-efficient lamps.

The old monk looked unattractive, but he really broke out with thunderous methods. He was not surprised at all. The monks of Lanke Temple were never underestimated.

"Of course, the old man is not without means."

Wang Fu carefully closed the bottles and jars in front of him, and said a little complacently:

"This old man's 'Hundred Essence Qi' is extracted and mixed from hundreds of insects, hundreds of herbs, and hundreds of types of soil and rocks. It is the most poisonous, but it only takes one drop to poison thousands of people with ease!

As long as the old monk is not a Martial Sage, he will be immune to this poison! "

"So poisonous?!"

Hearing this, Monk Fuyun and the others were startled, and subconsciously wanted to stay away.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. Although you have been poisoned, as long as I don't release another 'Bailing San', there will be no hindrance."

Wang Fu smiled warmly.

"you!"

The crowd was shocked and angry, this fat man actually poisoned them silently!

"Brother Wang is really good."

Xu Shilong's face was a little ugly.

He was careful when he asked himself, but he thought of it.

"If that's not the case, how can you hide it from everyone? Don't say Su Jing, the old monk and the later lackeys of the court are not simple roles."

Wang Fu said, suddenly his expression changed.

The rest of the people were also shocked, and they heard extremely shrill howls coming from all directions~www.novelmt.com~ Be careful! "

Several people all drew swords and soldiers, turned their backs to each other, and faced the darkness, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"It's Lianshengjiao again?"

In the darkness, someone spoke coldly.

"Who?!"

Only then did a few people discover that the black mist that lingered around was slowly dissipating, and the faint moonlight fell, illuminating the surroundings.

The crowd looked.

Only saw the outline of the courtyard here, the high platform built by black wood.

"The rat in the gutter..."

The hearts of several people jumped, and the young man on the high platform, who looked tired but still had disgust, indifferently loosened the longbow that was full in his palm.

"How come you can't kill?!"