The First Cause of All Realms

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Xuan Yingzhu?

How fast was Yang Yu's reaction?

Almost at the moment of Xuan Yingzhu's change, the palm of his hand was already covering his chest, and he turned to look at the group of Jin Yiwei who followed, saying:

"Brothers, make more torches for backup."

"Does Yang Qianhu want to get rid of us?"

A few Jinyi guards responded, but one hundred households stopped and asked aloud.

Under the dim light of the torch, Yang Prison recognized that this was the white tiger who reminded him to 'cut his head' that day, named Qian Jinge, and he shook his head:

"Where is Brother Qian talking?"

"So, wait a minute."

After listening to his reply, Qian Jinge just believed it, and when he turned around, he brought dozens of Jinyi guards to make torches, but a few stayed behind.

Yang Yu didn't care either, his sleeve robe flicked, and he found a clean place to sit on the ground. A few Jinyi guards hurriedly protected him before and after seeing this.

"call!"

Yang Yu's heart called for the living dead to approach, hide, and then, his mind was condensed, and he landed on the Xuanying Pearl placed close to his chest.

This bead, which he had fiddled with and did not respond to, seemed to have sensed some aura, and finally began to peel off its skin.

Not long after, in Yang Yu's induction, its size was already the same as what he had seen in the illusion he had seen in the underground palace before by chance.

However, compared to the gray puff at that time, it was exuding pure golden light at this time.

This is……

Subconsciously, I glanced at Tongyou, and there was a reaction!

"This thing has fate? I can still see it?"

Yang Yu's surprise was not small.

All things and all spirits have fates, which is the foundation of Tongyou, but with his mastery of this magical power, it is far from the level of seeing the fates of all things.

In so many days, he has not only seen people.

He has seen everything from mountains and trees to flowers, plants, insects and fish, but the only ones who can see the fate are the same kind.

At this moment, in his eyes, the fate of this Xuanying Pearl appeared!

Xuanyingzhu]

The air of the emperor is lavender]

God's spirit!

Looking at the fate displayed on Xuanyingzhu, Yang Yu's heart was shocked at first, and then he remembered what he saw in the illusion that day, the words of the three laughing loose people.

Could this fate be the number of dragon veins that Chen Xuanying, who fought for the world with Zhang Yuanzhu, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, 400 years ago, never dissipated?

It's just that Chen Xuanying seems to be just a precursor to the king, and he actually has the spirit of the emperor?

The Qi of the Son of Heaven: All evils retreat, there are no taboos! 】

...

...

boom!

In the scene played by the hazy fog, there seems to be a fire flickering.

"What a big fire..."

In the mist, Nie Wendong sighed slightly, his eyes seemed to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and saw the raging fire.

"woohoo"

Shallow whimper echoed in the mist.

Listening, listening, he seemed to have some feelings, and in a trance, he recalled the past.

"Be loyal and loyal, and keep the festival of modesty and retreat! My Nie family has a thousand-year-old family, you are the direct son, you must be complete in civil and military, and be a role model in the world!"

"As a minister, you should stop at respect, as a son, stop at filial piety, as a father, stop at mercy! You live up to the expectations of my Nie family, and you should check my body three times every day!"

"Gentlemen be careful! There is no wall that is impervious to the wind in this world. When you are in this position, you should be more careful and vigilant!"

"Nizi! Nizi! Nizi!"

...

The sound of teaching is like a bell, deafening.

How long has it been since you heard a similar sound?

Yes, he is already dead.

He died in the morning when he killed Qinger with his own hands.

How long?

Seems like a long time.

"Uncle, uncle, is not a father, even if it is, so what?"

Nie Wendong murmured, and there seemed to be a flash in front of Na Huafa's premature birth, who treated himself harshly and wanted to be an old man who was a role model in the world.

But he was probably deceived by his sanctimonious appearance, right?

Forgot that it was his adulterous sister-in-law, mad at the big brother?

"call!"

A breath of turbid air blew away the fog in front of him, and Nie Wendong put away the very similar **** statue and walked down the altar slowly.

"Master, take a rest today! There is a new chef in the house, and the vegetarian dishes are excellent."

Hearing this, Yuan Jue opened her eyes, slightly surprised, but she readily responded.

Monks are people too.

There are some choices, naturally it is better to eat vegetarian food than to drink wind and dust.

only……

"Is there a guest here?"

Nie Wendong nodded and said leisurely, "A distinguished guest that someone Nie has been waiting for for a long time."

"Oh?"

Yuanjue was curious, but didn't ask any more questions. He left the altar with him and walked towards the front hall.

In the empty front hall, a table of vegetarian dishes has been prepared.

In these years, fruits and vegetables are already hard to see, but here, there are 36 different kinds of vegetarian dishes.

Just like the vast majority of people do not think that the legendary Buddha realm exists at all, they also do not know that it is separated by a wall and under the same heaven and earth.

There are also people who are not in a world with them.

And this gap is not necessarily smaller than the gap between the monk and the Buddha...

In the hall, there was a man in Tsing Yi standing in front of the portrait with his hands behind his back. Valley

"Yang Xuanying."

Yuanjue's eyes moved, and he recognized this person, and suddenly felt a little surprised in his heart.

Not for the person who came, but Nie Wendong.

Yang Xuanying is not well-known in Longyuan Dao, has no family background, and has no official or half-job, but he has an identity that cannot be ignored.

He is a guest of the palace.

To be precise, he is a guest who accompanies the prince to study.

"What a picture of killing pirates at night."

Yang Xuanying praised slightly, turned around, and smiled slightly.

The person is tall and crowned, with a face like a crown of jade, and a blue shirt against the bottom of the group is Junyi.

Anyone who sees it has to say a beautiful man.

"Minimal means, Mr. Yang praised it."

Nie Wendong smiled back and asked the two to take their seats.

"Master is polite."

Yang Xuanying smiled and bowed before taking a seat.

A few people exchanged a few words, but Nie Wendong was the first to speak, and went straight to the topic:

"Mr. Yang, is this time alone?"

"One person, isn't it enough?"

Yang Xuanying asked a question, seeing that Nie Wendong was silent, he smiled again:

"The messenger, it is inevitable that it will be slower. It is not faster than Yang Mou alone. If you calculate the time, it is estimated that it will take another ten or twenty days. Could it be that Lord Nie is anxious for these few days?"

"Not so much."

Nie Wendong was dumbfounded, and when he raised his hand, his servant stepped forward with a good wine and poured wine for the two of them.

"Master Nie's choice is very wise. The prince likes it very much, and he is very worried, and it is also intentional for Master Nie to name Yang."

Yang Xuanying sniffed slightly and nodded with satisfaction:

"I came all the way and saw that Deyang Mansion was very desolate, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to drink a good glass of wine. Master Nie has a heart."

"Although Qingzhou was hit by a disaster, where is the lack of a glass of water and wine?"

Nie Wendong raised his glass with a smile, invited him to drink, and did not forget to greet the old monk to eat.

After a while, Yuanjue put down the tableware and chopsticks, Yang Xuanying was also a little bit drunk, and pretended to have no intention of saying:

"To be honest, when Yang came this time, a disciple from Wanxiang Mountain came to warn him..."

Vientiane Mountain?

Nie Wendong's expression remained unchanged, but his heart tightened slightly.

Wanxiang Mountain is not a mountain, but a mansion. In the house, there lives the most famous Wanxiang Mountain man from Longyuan Dao.

This is not the point.

The key is that this is Xu Wenji's disciple. Although he is not a very close disciple, he is still a disciple after all.

Seeing that Nie Wendong's expression remained unchanged, Yang Xuanying frowned secretly, and said, "Mr. Nie, might as well guess, what does Mr. Wang Da mean?"

"Why does Mr. Yang test?"

But Nie Wendong didn't fall for his tricks, and straight to the point:

"The old man's classmate has a lot of good things, but unfortunately, he won't support the prince like Nie, or even the other way around, I don't know."

The voice was calm, but cool.

Nie Wendong naturally saw the mind of the person in front of him, and even more faintly knew the hesitation of the person behind him.

But he had expected it.

Although the Nie family is a thousand-year-old family, it will eventually decline. Compared with Xu Wenji, it is ultimately inferior to Xu Wenji. Even if the latter has already lost power, many of his disciples are in their prime.

However, Xu Wenji has one point, but it is a big disadvantage.

He has the same name and abides by the law, and will definitely not support the prince behind Yang Xuanying, let alone intervene in the change of the throne of Long Yuandao.

But he will!

call!

When his voice fell, Yang Xuanying's face changed, but where was he still half drunk?

"Master Nie speaks quickly!"

He rubbed his palms and smiled, and stopped talking, and said solemnly:

"Xu Wenji, you can't move, I can't move, even Longyuan Palace can't move. But here, it's Longyuan Dao, he can't be the master!"

Hearing this, Nie Wendong's heart was slightly wider, but he was also a little curious:

"The old man submitted a letter to the letter, the prince wants to read it, but I don't know what he will do?"

"In the battle of Liujishan, Mr. Xu was once the staff of the old prince's account. With this level of relationship, it's easy to handle..."

Yang Xuanying smiled lightly:

"This old man is too heavy, and no one dares to move. What he doesn't want to do, almost no one can force it. But if the old man invites him to go, even if he is busy, he will definitely go!"

"Um?!"

Hearing this, Nie Wendong's heart suddenly trembled:

"Could it be that the old prince..."

"Amitabha! Good, good!"

Hearing this, the old monk Yuanjue couldn't sit still. He clasped his hands together and left while chanting the Buddha's name. Before leaving, he glanced at the servants who were serving him with pity.

"If so..."

Yang Xuanying didn't answer, but this was the answer, and Nie Wendong felt a wave in his heart, pacing back and forth, with a plan in his heart.

Instead:

"Mr. Yang knows that ~www.novelmt.com~ There are many aides under the prince's family, but why did someone Nie choose you alone?"

Yang Xuanying raised her eyebrows and fell again:

"Oh? I'd like to hear about it."

"To be honest, a certain Nie has a pot of medicinal pills that he has been refining for more than ten years. He is about to use Mr. Yang's 'Blood-Blood Hand' to combine it with mine..."

Nie Wendong stated the purpose:

"Blood to Dan!"

"Um?!"

Hearing this, Yang Xuanying was completely moved, her brows trembled for a while, admiration and deep fear flashed in her calm eyes:

"Master Nie, you are really a role model for my generation, a hero among people!"

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