The First Cause of All Realms

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Whoosh!

It was snowing heavily and the weather was extremely cold.

Qingzhou was covered in silver and there were few pedestrians, but it was a scene outside the pass, across Liuji Mountain, and then northward, the weather was freezing cold, and it was extremely chilling.

Compared with Qingzhou, its climate environment is much harsher.

Liuji Mountain is like a giant dragon lying on the ice field, isolated from the southward movement of a large number of ice tides, separated by a mountain, like two worlds.

In the severe cold, the world is full of icy fog, and the visibility is extremely low. Not to mention people, even if the bears, tigers and wild boars are in such severe cold, they would not dare to leave their nests.

The King's Court of the Golden Horde is located here, across the mountain from Daming.

It’s just that different from the gathering cities of the Ming Dynasty, the Golden Wolf King Court is still dominated by tribes. Tens of thousands of tribes of different sizes are located on the boundless snow field.

Only many tribes close to the Ming Dynasty, influenced by the atmosphere, gradually evolved into villages, fortresses, and the establishment of cities.

Eight thousand miles to the north of Liuji Mountain, there is a huge mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles.

There are small villages in the mountains.

"Hazy!"

The cold wind in the early morning blew through, and there was a sharp cry.

Hachi, wrapped in deerskin and huddled in a circle with cows and sheep for warmth, shuddered. When he woke up from his sleep, before opening his eyes, he knew that it was his vicious stepmother who was roaring.

Without resisting, he stood up silently, wrapped in thin deerskin, picked up his axe, and with the light of the early morning snow, he walked out of the house and out of the village.

The sky and the earth are full of heavy snow. Looking north, the mountains are endless. In winter, few people are willing to go out, let alone enter the mountains.

But he had no choice.

After his mother died, he could only live so stubbornly, but fortunately, he has grown up.

"Separate! Must be separated!"

Holding the ax tightly and looking at the Changbai Mountains, he swore secretly.

No one is willing to be submissive and be someone else's dog, at least Ha Qi is not willing, but if you want to split up, easier said than done?

After standing silently for a long time, he got up and walked towards the mountain.

The nearby mountain forest was occupied by several big households in the village. He wanted to chop firewood, at least he had to walk twenty miles away, which was not easy in the icy world.

The biting cold wind was not blocked by a thin deerskin, and after a while, he had to run to prevent himself from freezing to death.

Shashasha~

At a certain moment, he was shocked and heard something in the distance: "So early, someone came out to chop wood?"

Curious in his heart, he couldn't help but lean up, and when he saw it, his eyes couldn't help but straighten.

In the snow forest, there was a young man in a thin white coat sitting cross-legged. His breathing was so long that the entire mountain forest that he led directly squeaked.

And the sound of 'shasha' he heard was actually the sound of various poisonous insects crawling out of the ground.

There are many poisonous insects in Baishan, but even he has never seen so many poisonous insects, and he can't help but feel a chill in his heart. However, the young man in white allowed the poisonous insects to climb up his body.

Withstood the bite of thousands of poisonous insects!

"he……"

Ha Qi was a little frightened and was about to leave when the young man in white suddenly opened his eyes.

Click!

There seemed to be a flash of lightning, followed by a heat wave. Visible to the naked eye, thousands of poisonous insects all lost their breath and fell down like dust.

"What is your name?"

Ha Qi staggered back, knelt down respectfully and replied, "Ha, Ha Qi."

"Good name, in the Golden Wolf language, this means light."

The young man in white nodded.

He slowly got up, shook off the ashes from his body, and was about to leave. Ha Qi looked at him, and he fell to his knees without knowing where the courage came from:

"Haqi is willing to be your slave!"

"servant?"

The young man in white stopped, dumbfounded:

"I don't need slaves."

"You don't want to be a slave either, do you?"

The young man in white gave him a deep look, as if he saw through his heart: "You want to follow me and learn my martial arts, right or not?"

Ha Qi became more and more terrified, but he did not know where the courage came from and answered loudly: "Yes!"

"Why do you want to learn martial arts?"

The man in white asked.

"me……"

Ha Qi was stunned, recalling the precariousness of the past ten years, and said bitterly: "I, I don't want to sleep in the sheepfold anymore, I'm a human, not a beast..."

"Is that all?"

The man in white clasped his hands and looked at it lightly.

Seeing that the other party was not angry, Ha Qi boldly said, "I want to have my own cattle and sheep, my own house, and my own woman!"

"Is that so?"

"what?"

Ha Qi was at a loss: "This, is this not enough?"

"Because you have nothing, and a little of everything is enough. But once you have that, you want more."

The man in white looked sarcastic: "When you have cattle, sheep, houses, and women, you will want land, more houses, more cattle, sheep, and women!"

"You will want to be the leader! You will want to open up the territory, you will want to be a khan, you will want to settle in the golden rod and become the king of the grasslands, you will go south, and you will want to become the co-lord of heaven and earth!"

His voice was not loud, but the words exploded like thunder, and Ha Qi was shaking all over.

In a trance, he only felt that he had learned the martial arts of the world, walked out of the mountain, settled in the king's tent, owned boundless land, countless cattle, sheep and women, and warriors like mountains and seas.

Unconsciously, without even realizing it, the flame of ambition was drawn out.

"I think!"

"Hahaha!"

The man in white laughed on his back, and seemed to be quite happy. He patted Ha Qi on the shoulder and laughed:

"You and I are the same, you and I are the same!"

The warm air flooded the whole body, the cold disappeared completely, Ha Qi was stunned, is this martial arts? !

"The mountains and forests here are 20 miles in diameter. Somewhere in the forest, I buried martial arts secrets, magic weapons, and thirteen armors!"

"With your hands, dig it out, then, it's all yours!"

The man in white has raised his sleeves, and the man has stepped forward and climbed the mountain.

Ha Qi was so excited that he couldn't help shouting loudly:

"You, what's your name, where are you going?!"

In the whistling wind, the voice of the man in white came.

"My name is Ma Longtu. I'm going to the mountains. I'm going to challenge the master of the Seven Kills Shrine, who has dominated the White Mountains and Black Waters for 800 years..."

"Montenegro old demon!"

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Longyuan Road, located in the frontier of Daming, has three states and twenty-nine prefectures. Among them, Qingzhou is the most bitter and cold, Yunzhou is slightly better, and Baizhou is the most prosperous.

Qinghe House, one of the Nine Houses of Baizhou, is located between the three states, and there are many businessmen from the three states, so it is also extremely rich, and a large number of gangs and sects have also grown.

Because Baizhou is close to Daocheng, most of the gangs and sects have something to do with Daocheng. When the court cleaned the rivers and lakes, it was ranked last. Later, because the King Zhao of Xifu returned halfway, it became the only state in Longyuan Dao that was not cleaned.

The prosperity of martial arts is far from being comparable to the two states of Qing and Yun today.

Yang prison led the **** dog and walked slowly on the street, feeling the lively street.

It had been half a month before the last heavy snowfall, and the warmer weather had caused many more pedestrians on the street. It had been three or four days since he had easily come to Qinghe Palace City.

Although there are also notices about him in the streets, this does not prevent him from shopping.

Different from the bleakness of Deyang Mansion, Qinghe Mansion was in peace, and the biggest disaster seemed to be the heavy snowfall half a month ago, which collapsed several houses in the east of the city.

Yunzhou has a strong martial arts style, and at a glance, there are far more martial arts practitioners carrying knives and swords than Qingzhou Fucheng. Of course, there are not many masters.

Except for his own purpose.

"Six doors are easy to practice, and you really don't deceive me."

The streets are crowded with people, and there are shops and vendors everywhere. Unfortunately, medicinal pills are contraband.

In fact, the vast majority of martial artists can't eat a few pills throughout the year, and this is not a problem of expensiveness.

Can't buy it at all.

For ordinary warriors, if they want to obtain medicinal pills, joining the Six Doors is the first choice, and the second is to go to the Great Gate Sect to be a guest.

If none of the three are successful, then you can only accept the tasks sent by the six gates and lick the blood to replace them.

Fortunately, at this time, Yang Yu has completed the exchange of blood, and the medicinal power of Yuan Dadan is still in his body.

Looking at the street at random, Yang Yu turned around and walked into the restaurant on the street without finding much.

Qinghe Mansion was quite rich, and there were quite a few restaurants. Although the one he went to was not the largest, it was because it wasn't that there were more martial arts practitioners.

The fish and dragons are mixed, and it is suitable for Yang Prison to absorb the fate.

In three days, he absorbed thousands of lives and counted them into the purple gold gourd, which also ignited the furnace where the living dead were about to go out.

"Guest, this is today's 'Longyuan Mansion Newspaper'..."

The shop assistant brought food and wine, and also a newspaper.

Dibao, also known as Dixiao, is also known as a court newspaper, a newspaper, and a miscellaneous newspaper.

Later, it gradually evolved into a document that recorded important events of the imperial court, records of Jianghu, and wanted documents of the imperial court.

It is a must-have source of intelligence for Jianghu personnel.

"Um?"

Sweeping through today's Longyuan Mansion News~www.novelmt.com~ Yang Yu's brows couldn't help raising his eyebrows. In this mansion newspaper, he saw his name.

[Rebel from Jinyiwei Yang Prison escaped from Pingdushan, General Wei was suspected of being seriously injured, and soon after returning to Tianlang Pass, he announced the retreat]

"Wei Zhengxian was seriously injured?!"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.

With Wei Zhengxian's martial arts, could someone in Qingzhou hurt him, or was he seriously injured?

He continued to read, but unfortunately the words in the Dibao were vague, and there were many fallacies, and it was actually mentioned that it was done by his own party...

The content that followed was lackluster, except for the last few strokes that caught his attention:

['Seventh on the Mountains and Rivers List, Ma Longtu' appeared in Montenegro, suspected of wanting to challenge the master of the Seven Kills Shrine, the old monster of Montenegro. 】

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