The First Cause of All Realms

quiet!

quiet!

quiet!

Splashing ink and brushing, writing nine static characters in a row, the characters are flying, and the force penetrates the back of the paper.

Whenever a major event needs to be calm, Prison Yang lets out a long sigh of relief, emptying out all the distracting thoughts, and reviewing it in his heart based on the information he knows.

"A person with a broken root is difficult to be recognized! There is no difference between the royal family and the royal family. In a sense, children are more important than talents. Zhang Lingfeng must have someone to rely on, and it is big enough to ignore that he has no children."

"Longyuan City, in addition to the old prince, there are three suspected great masters, Wang Muzhi, a man from Wanxiang Mountain, and his disciple, Sanren Yujing, there seems to be one in the palace.

In addition, the four commanders of Long Yuanwei are all masters who are well-versed in all kinds of orifices, and can be promoted to the Grand Master with only a thorough understanding of the profound entrance. "

"Undefeated Tiangang is the direct line of Ming Taizu, and has a very high status in the royal family. If the commander has this skill, no one dares to move unless that Zhang Lingfeng is really crazy."

"Da Ming's territory is too large, and it is even better than the previous dynasty. It was Taizu Zhang Yuanzhu who entrusted the nine kings to guard the nine roads. Except for the appointment and removal of officials at the three levels of Taoism, state, and government, it is almost equivalent to a country within a country, and its power is overwhelming!"

"Once the earth **** position is planted, it is extremely difficult to give up. Hundreds of miles of heaven and earth backlash, the old man can't bear it, and I can't bear it either..."

"Zhang Lingfeng, do you have the fruit of Taoism?"

...

All kinds of thoughts flowed in his heart, and Yang Yu's expression also changed.

No solution!

With his martial arts today, it is impossible to compete with a quasi-king who controls most of the power.

Not to mention the possible support for Zhang Lingfeng, the two great masters who must have stood in line, the four great commanders of Long Yuanwei alone, are not a match for him.

Not to mention, after his people occupy the general situation, they will inevitably get the surrender of Wei Zhengxian, the generals in the three states.

Such a force, not to mention him, even when the Daoist Lin was in his prime, he would have to flee in embarrassment, and it was almost impossible to fight alone.

Can……

"Master Ma?"

A timid voice came, Lu Rui carefully knocked on the door, and only after getting permission did she come in with a tray with tea and snacks.

Looking at Yang Yu, she was a little awed and a little shy.

She grew up with the young lady and had an excellent relationship. In other words, once the princess married, she would definitely be a maid.

"...Just call me Yang Prison."

Yang Yu wanted to correct her speech problem, but the words swirled around and swallowed them.

At this time, when he said that he was not a 'Gun Ma Ye', no matter how he looked at it, it seemed like a villain who deliberately distanced himself from the relationship. He really couldn't say it.

Lu Rui is good-natured and changed her name:

"Yes, sir."

"Cough cough cough~"

Yang Yuxuan was not choked, he coughed a few times and changed the subject:

"Your young lady insists on returning to Daocheng, but is there anyone to accompany her or leave a message?"

"Miss, when she heard this, she was immediately furious, she couldn't stop her at all..."

This girl's face is a little dark:

"She, she only said to let the maid remain anonymous and not reveal her identity, find a good family to marry..."

Yang Yu thought about it, and with Yu Fengxian's strong temperament, such a reckless thing is really possible.

"Too reckless."

Yang Yu shook his head in his heart.

Yu Fengxian may not have realized her own advantages at all. She has penetrated the undefeated Tiangang, and her status is higher than that of Zhang Lingfeng in the Grand Master, the old man of the palace, and even the military.

As long as she is in the outside world, she just needs to raise her arm and call out, and countless people will respond, and there will be hits, but who knows...

"Miss, she has thought about it."

Lu Rui seemed to see Yang Yu's mind, and was a little unhappy: "The maid also persuaded her at that time, but she couldn't bear it..."

"Miss said that if something went wrong with her family, she would go to peace, and she wouldn't have to drag tens of thousands of families to be buried with her. If the war broke out, she would have no way to see the old prince..."

Yang Yu was silent, and he didn't know whether to call her kind or stupid.

But if she really raised her arms and caused war in all directions, it would not be her anymore.

"Master, the princess, she is a good person."

Lu Rui's tearful eyes swirled:

"You, you..."

As she said that, she was a little speechless.

Growing up in the palace since childhood, how could she not know what kind of behemoth the palace was?

Lord Ma was very famous. I heard that he was a rising star in Qingzhou who could keep pace with that Chu Tianyi. However, it was impossible to fight against such a behemoth as the palace.

How can I ask for this...

As the little maid spoke, she felt a little bit of self-pity. Before Yang Yu could speak, she sighed and prepared to leave.

Yang Yu had a deep understanding of her thoughts, but asked an irrelevant question:

"How did you come to Montenegro to find me?"

"what?"

Lu Rui was stunned.

She panicked at that time, and was chased and killed, and had nowhere to go. When she heard the news that Yang Prison had returned to Montenegro, she subconsciously ran to this world.

"You also have some martial arts, but I'm afraid you don't even have the experience of killing people. How can He De escape from Long Yuanwei's pursuit?"

Yang Yu gave her a deep look.

"Could it be?!"

She trembled and almost fell to the ground, with tears streaming down her face:

"Master, I, I'm not, I didn't mean to..."

"They are targeting me, what does it have to do with you?"

Yang Yu stretched out his hand to pick up the little maid, his expression was calm and there was no turbulence.

In the world, you can't live in peace if you want to live in peace, even if he leaves the prosperous place, but now his reputation is out, it is inevitable that he will be targeted.

Wei Zhengxian couldn't escape, how could he be an exception?

huh~

Yang Yu walked out of the house slowly, his eyes lifted lightly, and he saw a goshawk soaring in the sea of ​​​​clouds in the sky, confronting the red-eyed white crane from afar, calling each other to deter each other.

Above the goshawk, a majestic middle-aged man in a wide sleeved robe stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the Montenegro, and looked at Yang Prison.

"Canghai Great Sword Master!"

Lu Rui exclaimed, and couldn't help grasping the corner of Yang Yu's clothes, full of horror:

"He, he is one of the nine masters of Daocheng, with a hundred-step flying sword and a single step in Longyuan..."

"Old acquaintance."

Yang Yu shook his sleeve robe lightly and pulled back the corner of his robe. Lu Rui recognized it, but he naturally wouldn't recognize it.

Between the sea of ​​clouds, the one who came by the eagle was the Great Sword Master Canghai, and the flying sword in his hand came from this person.

And this kendo master who has been tracking him for half a year has disappeared for a long time, but he actually went to find a spiritual bird...

"Yang Prison..."

In the swift airflow, the Great Sword Master Canghai was hunting in his clothes, and the goshawk, whose momentum was rising, fell to the cloud and looked at Yang Yu, his eyes were full of anger.

Incredibly angry!

How has he suffered such a big loss in his life?

Feijian was taken away after the pursuit and killing failed, which almost made him the laughing stock of the palace. This time, he took the initiative to ask Ying, just to be ashamed!

Boo!

With a loud shout, the red-eyed white crane swept across from a low altitude, with its big wings stretched, it was catching Yang Prison, who had stepped into the air more than ten feet.

Huhu~

The air was rolling, and the two spirit birds were facing each other in the air, and the sound of the explosion attracted a large exclamation, which attracted the attention of all the people in the city.

Even Wei He, who was dozing off in the martial arts hall, and Wang Wu somewhere outside the city couldn't help but look up into the sky.

"Yang Prison!"

The Great Sword Master Canghai let out a low voice, and a brand-new flying sword spun around and was about to shoot out, but was stopped.

"Wait a minute!"

Yang prison opened his mouth.

"What? Want to beg for mercy?"

Cang Hai paused with his fingers and smiled: "Everyone else can forgive me, but you are the only one who can't be forgiven!"

"Slow down, slow down."

After several months of recuperation, Yang Yu's edge became more and more restrained. He was not angry when he heard this, but turned his hand and took out the flying sword.

"My sword!"

Cang Hai exclaimed, and the flying sword, which was about to lash out, froze again.

"Answer three questions, I can return this sword to you."

Yang Yu played with the flying sword, golden light overflowing in his palm:

"If not, I'll fold it."

"you dare!"

Cang Hai's brows stood upright, and his heart was full of anger and pain.

Hundred-step flying sword is not easy to learn, and even more difficult to cultivate.

Use it as you like, far from what he just picked up by himself.

Hearing Yang Yu's words, even if he was furious in his heart, he was still suppressed:

"What's the benefit of asking a dying person?"

"Since you are a dying person, why not talk about it?"

The golden light in Yang Yu's palm is even more prosperous, and the sword of the Thousand Refinements is incomparably sharp, but he is full of energy, but he bends it like a bow.

"stop!"

Cang Hai's heart hurts like a knife. For him, this scene is even more unbearable than his wife and daughter being played by others.

"You ask!"

A red light flashed in his eyes, and he swore in his heart that he would be smashed into tens of thousands of pieces.

"The first question, why did you send you to kill me, the heir of your family?"

"Nie Wendong."

Cang Hai's answer was cold and unburdened.

"I see."

Yang prison is certain.

Zhang Lingfeng colluded with Nie Wendong. He had a guess. After all, when Nie Wendong was killed that day, there were people from the palace present.

With some understanding in my heart, I continued to ask:

"Your son suddenly launched a coup, what's the reason?"

"People who are dying are still quite curious."

Cang Hai sneered, but when he saw the curved flying sword, he gritted his teeth again:

"Because of you!"

"because I?"

This answer greatly exceeded Yang Yu's expectations, and he immediately reacted:

"A husband-in-law?"

"The prince has a gentle temperament. Even if he encounters all kinds of hardships, he has never had the heart to usurp. But who would have expected you to jump out!"

Cang Hai's expression darkened:

"If the princess wants to recruit you as her grandson-in-law, she must have the intention of making the county master the king~www.novelmt.com~ But then, it will definitely sully the blood of the palace. This is something that the prince will definitely not tolerate!"

"Tailing the blood of the palace?"

He said these words very smoothly, but Yang Yu was ironic.

Not to mention that this was just an expedient measure between him and Yu Fengxian, even if the two were truly united, he did not feel that his bloodline was inferior.

"if not?"

Cang Hai sneered.

"It's ridiculous."

Yang Yu flicked his fingers, and the flying sword was shot back into the air, rushing towards the sea.

‘Really give it back to me? ’

Cang Hai's face was full of confusion, and when he looked up, he saw that on the back of the crane, the man was holding a bow and an arrow, and his voice was like thunder:

"Run faster on Huangquan Road, chase after his ancestor Zhang Yuanzhu, and ask him..."

"Is there a kind of prince and general Xiangning?!"