The First Cause of All Realms

Huhu~

The breeze blows the water vapor and dust, and the fine water droplets flow down the eaves of the Huxin Pavilion.

"Yang Prison."

Nie Wendong released his palm, and the white jade wine glass had been crushed into powder.

Killing intent was in his heart.

Since he became the master of Qingzhou, it was the second time in decades that he had such a strong killing intent.

A muddy leg, how dare he? !

Beneath the surging killing intent, there was still a touch of horror.

He especially remembered that when he first met outside Qingzhou City before his teenage years, Yang Prison at that time was just a yamen who escorted prisoners from a small city.

How long has it been?

How can it soar so fast? !

"Grandmaster."

Nie Wendong glanced at the old monk Yuanjue, who clasped his hands together and shook his head slightly, but looked into the distance.

On the eaves, a figure flashed by, but Nie Wendong recognized this person.

"Qiu Zhanyu?"

He frowned, and his face was displeased: "With the master's cultivation, is it possible that he is still afraid of him?"

"Amitabha."

Yuanjue lightly recited the Buddha's name and said:

"Master Nie, the old monk was invited to protect you, that's all. It's not easy for the old monk to cultivate. You can do things like beating and killing, but you can't do more."

Nie Wendong was indifferent, and after a long time, he said:

"If there are no outsiders watching, can the master be sure to take down that Yang prison?"

"Good, good."

Yuanjue spread out his palm, the palm of his right palm was sunken, and a fist mark of red fire was clearly visible:

"This Yang Qianhu, tie your hands."

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In the mansion, there are many guards, and they can look at Yang Prison who is walking on foot. No one dares to block it. Feng Hu Yunlong is still alive and dead.

Even if he is unwilling, he can only watch him leave.

If you break into the state master's mansion, you can still get out!

Until he walked out of the door holding the dying Yu Wanghai, Bu Lingxu's face was still full of surprise.

How dare this be?

Simply daring!

The lord of a state represents not only the intertwined forces behind it, but also the face of the court!

"Arrest everyone on this file and bring them to justice!"

Yang Yu stopped and threw a list to Bu Lingxu, which he sorted out from the information of Six Doors.

Bu Ling took the file silently and said:

"Does it make sense?"

"Just do it."

Yang Yu's face was sinking like water, and he didn't say much. He raised the fainted Yu Wanghai with one hand, turned around and left.

Looking at his back, Bu Lingxu stood for a long time before shaking his head:

"Pointless……"

The martial arts shown by Yang Yu today are enough to make him move, but the imperial court is not all rivers and lakes, and martial arts does not mean everything.

There is a sentence that Nie Wendong said is quite right.

The court is about the law, and no one can be unscrupulous in it, even if the emperor still has restrictions, let alone Jinyiwei?

Today seems to be happy, but in fact it is a far-reaching disaster. Not only will the road to promotion in the future be difficult, but even in front of you, I am afraid that there will be disasters.

Nie Wendong's counterattack...

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Walking through the alley, Qiu Zhanyu leaned against the wall, looked at Yang Yu who seemed to be indifferent, and threw a bottle of wound medicine:

"King Kong is not bad, but when he is strong, he is strong. If you hit him with one point of force, you will suffer three points. Your punch is so domineering, I'm afraid the injury is not shallow..."

As a rare civil servant in Jinyiwei, reading files is what Qiu Zhanyu does the most, and he is no stranger to Dayan Academy.

The monks in this courtyard are not good at attacking.

The magic of this martial art is that the enemy hurts me one point, and the enemy hurts three points.

Yang Yu took the medicine and thanked him, but instead of taking it, he asked:

"Is there any medicine that can temporarily hang his life?"

Yu Wanghai was naturally helpless.

With that blow, he used all the strength and means of his whole body, as if he had punched himself three times with all his strength, his internal organs and heart vessels were all ruptured, and his life was not long.

"This person's martial arts are not bad, and he has cultivated a method of fighting for his life, but it is also this method that has harmed himself. With such a serious injury, if you want to hang your life..."

Qiu Zhanyu pondered for a moment, his eyes slightly brightened:

"Burning Life Pill."

"Burning Life Pill?"

"The left and right can't save him, and the Burning Life Pill can at least make him live three or five days longer."

Qiu Zhanyu was even more shocked when he took over Wang Hai from Yang Yu's hands.

The injury was more serious than he thought. His hands had almost no flesh and bones to support him. His entire spine and blood vessels were shattered, so he didn't die.

Or because of the powerful vitality of the blood-changing warriors.

This King Kong is not bad, so unreasonable...

"If Nie Wendong can really clean himself up, then he doesn't have to kill Wang Hai."

Yang Prison is very calm.

Worldly things, as long as they are done, they will leave traces. He never believed that Nie Wendong could really pick him up without leaving any flaws.

"It is."

Qiu Zhanyu was thoughtful, and when he saw that Yang Prison was about to leave, he said:

"The old man has been waiting for you in the government office for a long time. If your injury does not matter, you might as well go see his old man."

"I'm going to see the old man."

Yang Yu waved his hand and walked out of the alley.

"call!"

With a mouthful of turbid air, Yang Yu also looked at his palm.

He was naturally uninjured, and the mustard space perfectly received the surging punches from the shock of King Kong's indestructible body.

But even so, this horizontal training really left a deep impression on him.

"King Kong is not bad."

Yang Yu pondered in his heart, but his feet did not stop. Not long after, he arrived at the government office.

The palace was busy, and people of all colors were in a hurry. In the backyard, Nie Wendong was grading the files. Yang Yu didn't bother him, and stood quietly by the side.

After a long time, Nie Wendong put down his pen:

"Is there any gain?"

"Very few."

Yang Prison replied.

"Tell me."

Xu Wenji turned around and motioned for Yang Prison to sit down.

Yang Yu did not refuse, pulled the chair and sat down, saying:

"The Deyang disaster has lasted for more than two years. For such a long time, it is almost impossible to suppress the disaster and not leak it. Therefore, there are people in Deyang Prefecture who are controlling the leakage of information, while other prefectures, and even Qingzhou, there are people there. The news of the disaster was deliberately suppressed.”

"There are not many people with such power in Qingzhou."

Yang Prison didn't hide it, and expressed his doubts:

"Fang Qidao and Nie Wendong, it is only possible for the two of them to work together, even Jin Yiwei..."

Xu Wenji listened quietly, noncommittal:

"anything else?"

"Nie Wendong, you must know the source of the catastrophe, where the young girl is!"

Yang Prison asserted and stated his findings.

After the ambush in the valley, he buried Cao Jinlie's bones with his own hands. At that time, he discovered that his internal organs had already festered, but he was still immortal.

This state is very similar to the living dead, but it is different from the unconscious living dead, more like a monster in the legend...

"Corpse!"

Xu Wenji said:

"The old man used to organize books in the Dannei Library for several years, and I have seen similar records in it... 'A young girl was born, thousands of miles away, three years of drought, and demons and charms rampant.'

According to what Daozang said, there is a Taoist fruit called a young girl, also known as a corpse! "

"Perhaps a drought would be more appropriate."

Yang Prison replied.

"Dry? It's more appropriate indeed."

Xu Wenji stroked his long beard and said.

"I think Lao Cao must have discovered the place of the 'green girl' and was controlled by it, otherwise, he would rather die than attack Qi Gang."

Yang Yu's eyes turned cold:

"That Qi Longsheng is just a chess piece, and the person behind him, even if it's not Nie Wendong, must have something to do with him."

Lianshengjiao does have the ecstasy art, which can control people's will to a certain extent with drugs, but Jinyiwei has undergone strict training.

A person like Cao Jinlie has a strong spirit, and even if he may be deceived, it is absolutely impossible to manipulate him to go against his original intention.

"So, your arrest of Yu Wanghai is false, but you actually want to take Nie Wendong directly?"

Xu Wenji asked.

Yang Prison did not answer.

The reason why he stopped, firstly, was not sure to break the old monk Yuanjue's vajra body, and secondly, he was aware of Qiu Zhanyu's existence.

To be precise, it was the golden bean he was holding.

That represents Xu Wenji's will. Qiu Zhanyu may have gone to protect him, but it may not be the case. The intention of blocking his shot is included.

Otherwise, the golden beans will not be given to Qiu Zhanyu, but will be given directly to him.

"The old man understands what you think in your heart, but you can't do it like this. Do you know why?"

Xu Wenji sighed:

"You can ignore the rules and regulations, and I can acquiesce, but when this fig leaf is torn off, the person behind Nie Wendong ~www.novelmt.com~ can no longer have any scruples..."

Yang prison was silent.

After all, he has studied the Fa. He is very clear that no matter how unbearable order is, it is better than complete chaos. Because of this, he has always abide by the law.

But he also gradually felt the shackles. In such a net, it would be too difficult to overwhelm Nie Wendong, who had been deeply cultivating in it for many years.

Seeing that he was still silent, Xu Wenji also felt his strong will, so he had to change the subject:

"Do you know why Nie Wendong has been studying literature and martial arts for many years, but why is he suddenly uncharacteristically, devoutly oriented, and strictly abiding by all the rules and regulations?"

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yang Yu replied:

"Daoism."

Taoism and martial arts are different.

When he saw Nie Wendong's first glance at close range, he noticed the aura on his body that was very similar to that of Miaofa Laodao, and knew that he was a master of Taoism.

"what?"

Xu Wenji was a little surprised, and nodded immediately:

"Yes, the reason why Nie Wendong is like this is because he learned Taoism from nowhere, so martial arts gradually became unfamiliar..."

"Master knows what Taoism he has learned, what is it?"

Yang Prison asked.

"Daoshu is not comparable to martial arts, and it is not easy to show people, but you should soon know what Taoism he has learned..."

Xu Wenji said, after a pause, he glanced at Yang Prison meaningfully:

"This classmate, the old man, has a good background and talent, and has been smooth sailing for many years. Once such a person encounters setbacks, he will have a great deal of hostility.

According to the old man's guess, at least three or five days, as many as half a month, he will definitely take action against you! "

"Yes?"

Hearing this, Yang Yu smiled instead:

"That couldn't be better!"

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