The First Cause of All Realms

In the night wind, Lin Daoren stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the forest, looking at the drooping old Confucian scholar, his eyes undisguisedly cold.

"Boss!"

Yang Yu's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but take a step forward.

The great master, for martial arts, is both achievement and realm, but for Confucianism, it is status and prestige.

Xu Wenji's support exceeds that of Jiazi, and he is so well-known among scholars that even if he comes alone, he can cleanse the officials of a state.

However, his own martial arts are far from being comparable to those of Lin Daoren and Duan Qilong. Even if he has set foot on the Great Achievement of Exchange Blood, his realm has fallen and his qi and blood have declined.

If Lin Daoren launches an attack, even if he throws beans and becomes an army, he will never be able to resist.

Not only Yang Yu, Yu Fengxian, Qi Liuyi, but even Duan Qilong, whose face was as black as iron, all felt tight in their hearts.

"not busy.."

Xu Wenji looked as usual, looking at the Taoist in the forest:

"Lin Daoren of Yulong Temple, the old man knows that you regard me as an enemy, and think that the "governing the country and ten directions" memorial that year caused a catastrophe in the martial arts..."

"good."

Lin Daoren seemed to see the scene of the tragic death of his brothers and sisters, and his eyes flashed with sadness and indifference:

"The mouth of a Confucian scholar is actually more powerful than the sword of a warrior. Do you know how many blood and bones of the sect are under your few words?"

"The old man knows."

"you do not know!"

Lin Daoren raised his tone:

"Others all say that you are a model of Confucianism, perfect for a while, but in the eyes of the poor, you are just a rotten scholar, a rotten scholar who is willing to be Zhang Ming's eagle dog!"

boom!

The sound waves exploded like thunder, setting off a turbulent airflow that swept the mountains and forests like a frenzy, and also lifted the white Taoist robes washed by Lin Daoist, and faintly, a golden light that made people tremble.

"Not bad golden body..."

Yang Yu calmed his breath, and the name of this top-level True Astral emerged in his heart.

This real gang, which is famous all over the world with the Taoist mantra, once overwhelmed the 'Invincible Tiangang' on the 'Sacred Skills List' of Xuankong Mountain.

It's just that he has fallen because he hasn't shown up for many years.

But no one can deny the fact that it is the top real gang in the world.

"Lin Daoist!"

Duan Qilong also pronounced angrily, his energy surged, and his breath was surging.

Boo!

Above the night sky, thirty-six flying eagles fluttered, and sharp arrows with icy colors locked on the forest where Lin Daoren was.

"The old man was too cynical back then and created a blood debt..."

Xu Wenji is firm:

"But to this day, the old man still believes that the chaotic rivers and lakes must be brought to an end, and an orderly martial arts is the right way for the country!"

He pushed aside Qiu Zhanyu in front of him, stepped forward a few steps in the worried expressions of everyone, and stood at the forefront:

"The old man establishes and rules the ten directions of the country. The first is to control the kings, the second is to reduce the clans, the third is to eliminate the Confucianism and the official government, and the fourth is to measure the land, lighten the slaves, and attack the tyrants.

To rectify the military style and attack the private army is the five, and the six is ​​to control the rivers and lakes, control the Buddhist and Taoist beliefs, and check the martial arts discipline. This is the last, but unfortunately..."

Speaking of this, Xu Wenji's eyes were filled with sadness.

Yu Fengxian was at a loss, but Yang Yu and Qi Liuyi shook their heads. They were originally the last, but they were promoted to the front. The reason for this is self-evident.

Compared with the previous nine, the last martial arts seems to be the most difficult to shake, but in a sense, it is the least resistance...

From Yang Yu's mind, it is not difficult to guess that the reason why the horses stepped on the rivers and lakes, and the mountain and temples were passed, was doomed to fail, and there must be countless people who helped fuel the flames.

The old emperor of that year insisted on reforming the law, and the princes and ministers could not disobey. One of them was a high probability event, but it was not destined to be successful.

In fact, this is exactly the case. After the King Zhao of the Western Palace returned with a halberd, the ten directions of governing the country were put on the shelf. Even if Xu Wenji had great prestige after that, it could no longer be implemented.

He was even forced to leave Beijing!

Just imagine, under what circumstances would the imperial court send a highly respected but frail old minister, nearly ninety years old, who has traveled thousands of miles for several years to take office here in a bitter and cold place?

No one dared to kill him, but there were countless people thinking of him to die!

"The corrupt will eventually be destroyed. Do you think that reform can change everything? No, on the contrary, all your efforts will only speed up the collapse!"

Lin Daoren stood in the wind, his hair and clothes moving:

"The magical power is not as good as the number of days, what is Xu Wenji in a mere amount of? Zhang Ming will be destroyed, this is the number of days!"

Whoosh!

The cold wind of the night was completely suppressed, and the indescribable power dissipated from his body, and the sky of the mountains and forests that was scorched by the rising blood and blood was creased.

In a trance, like a big sun falling on the top of the mountain, it emits light and heat.

"Xu Wenji, Pindao won't kill you, but I want you to see with your own eyes how Zhang Mingxia, who you regard as life, collapses, overturns, and destroys!"

The extremely powerful deterrence made everyone in the mountains and forests change color, and Duan Qilong was even more bloated, and his body was overflowing with mercury-like essence.

"Who do you think you are, and dare to subvert the imperial court and say the number of days?!"

boom!

Without any movement, the collision of the will of the two seemed to cause a thunderclap in the night sky, and the gust of wind blew, making the breath of the two radiate farther.

All of a sudden, the grass and trees fell, and the night in the mountains and forests turned pale. Only the two of them stood in the north and south, like the sun and the moon, and they were dazzling.

"Grandmaster!"

Yang Prison's knuckles cracked, and he was severely oppressed.

Those who are cast by the hundred scriptures and practice their own way are masters. It seems that they are only one step away from the great masters, but in fact, it is far more difficult and stronger than anyone to imagine.

For blood-changing warriors, the first time the blood is exchanged, the internal breath can be extracted from the blood, and the Dantian can be stored in one breath.

But once the blood exchange is completed and the hundred scriptures are forged, a strong will can perceive the countless hidden acupoints in the body that have been developed to the limit.

Until the great master, the body has opened 360 acupoints, the inner breath is powerful, a hundred times that of the first-time master, and he is truly the greatest in the world.

A great master is capable of defeating thousands of armies. This army is not an ordinary army, but the most elite soldiers of all countries!

Unlike Wei Zhengxian, who was introverted at the time, the two of them were full of energy, and in an instant, they showed an irresistible and terrifying force.

"Lin Daoren, your injury is really not shallow."

The collision of wills was only a moment, and Duan Qilong was already laughing loudly:

"The creation of supernatural powers, the injury of will! Your path to the Martial Saint has been completely interrupted!"

"Tigers fall in Pingyang, and they are not afraid of dogs. Duan Qilong, you probably think that if you penetrate the entrance, you can be on par with the poor road?"

Lin Daoren was hunting in his clothes, his hair was flying like a sword, and his eyes were bright, like a golden sun blooming:

"Within three moves, if you don't die, you'll be saved!"

"joke!"

Duan Qilong was angry in his heart, his qi and blood entered his eyes, and in an instant, the silver light flourished, and the person disappeared in place.

Boom!

The hurricane rose sharply, and the mountains and forests moved.

Duan Qilong took this step, and the grass and trees in the entire mountain forest seemed to be uprooted by the shock of his step, and countless vegetation and sand were surging into the sky.

As soon as he stepped on it, the airflow was knocked apart by him as if it were substantial, and the powerful real astral body collided with the ubiquitous airflow, making a long-lasting sound of tiger roaring and dragon roaring.

Then, one punch!

boom!

The fist falls like thunder for nine days!

This punch was thrown, and the night seemed to be shrouded in a deeper darkness. Everywhere in the mountains and forests, everyone who witnessed this punch only felt that they had lost their capture of the light.

It was like walking alone in the abyss, and I couldn't help but feel a huge terror in my heart.

Only masters like Yang Yu, Qi Liuyi, and Yu Fengxian could see the power of this punch.

This is not only a powerful explosion of inner breath, true astral, and physical physique, but also contains a fierce and strong, domineering and ruthless will!

Looking on from afar, the hearts of everyone are already trembling.

crash crash crash ~

The flying eagle roared, the bowstring twisted, and the sonic boom was like thunder. Thirty-six archers fired arrows in unison, and all of a sudden, they could see streams of light intertwined vertically and horizontally, like a net shrouding the forest where Lin Daoren was.

At the same time, the flying eagle rises up, rises dozens of feet again, and rains arrows again!

There were clearly only thirty-six people, but the power of the shot at this moment surpassed the ten thousand arrows shot on the battlefield, and showed extremely clever archery.

Not only fierce, but also extremely accurate, it will not hurt Duan Qilong, who is stepping and punching.

It's just a moment, it's a lore!

"Not broken, not damaged, not defeated, not broken!"

Lin Daoren let out a long howl, the sound moved the distant mountains, and the golden light was like a waterfall.

In the face of the explosive killing of the Eagles and Arrows team, Duan Qilong's tyrannical punch, his expression was calm, and his aura was also extremely arrogant and returned to silence.

Immediately, he stepped gently and probed.

Different from Duan Qilong's rage, his movements are soft and calm, like birds flying in the sky and fish swimming in water, calm and understated.

However, it is such a small action that produces an incredible change.

Under everyone's attention~www.novelmt.com~ the entire mountain forest, and even the airflow in the more distant places, was stirred and rotated by it as if there was life.

It seems slow but it is fast!

In less than an instant, the mountain forest where it is located has already formed a side visible to the naked eye. It's like a huge whirlpool that only appears in the ocean!

"go!"

The confrontation between the great masters is enough to make any martial artist's mind sway, but Yang Yu didn't look at it much.

To save others by himself, he is very clear that a great master like Lin Daoren dared to say why the three moves, so he pulled Xu Wenji away with incomparable resoluteness.

boom!

However, Yun Ying has not yet spread its wings, and a shocking sound of collision has already resounded.

Then, there was a faster collision, the airflow and the real astral, the gold and the silver light couldn't stop colliding, and countless arrows criss-crossed, splashing a large amount of fire.

For a time, the mountains and forests shook, and the night was bright.