The First Cause of All Realms

Outside Qingzhou City, Qin Si said goodbye.

She is a very sensible girl. Even if she has worries and reluctance in her heart, she never stops her. She just puts a jade pendant into Yang Yu's hands.

Letting go of his tender little hand, Yang Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said, "Wait for me to come back." He turned and walked into the prepared carriage.

"drive!"

Outside the curtain of the car, the figure of the beauty gradually blurred, and the huge Qingzhou city also became blurred.

"It's the hardest to endure the grace of a beauty..."

In the carriage, Zhang Longfu was a little sour. Even though Yang Prison explained everything clearly a few days ago, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Compared to this one, my old sister obviously has no chance of winning...

Yang Yu played with the jade pendant that contained Qin Si's magical powers and glanced at him:

"Speak up if you have something to say, or go back to your carriage if you don't."

Zhang Longfu was uneasy, restless, and said timidly: "Sister, Brother Yang, you, don't you really want to join the East Factory?"

Dongchang, not all eunuchs.

In fact, the three stalls in the East Factory are all famous martial arts legends who have been famous for a long time.

When the imperial court purged the rivers and lakes, I do not know how many masters joined the East and West factories, and in one fell swoop the strength of these two factories surpassed that of Jinyiwei.

"Any more nonsense, get out of here."

Yang prison stared.

Zhang Longfu shivered and cried again: "Brother Yang, I, I don't dare to go back to Longyuan City..."

"Ren Xiaoxiao must have come here with the emperor's will, it is actually an imperial envoy, if you don't go back, then the position of King Longyuan has nothing to do with you.

At that time, how will you face Zhang Lingfeng, who is in charge of the entire Longyuan? "

Yang Yu put away the jade pendant and began to play with the two knives in front of him.

The material of the two-edged sword is a little worse, and the transfer of fate should be more cautious. These days, he has entered the door of the night magic sword, just to prepare.

"The imperial court, doesn't the imperial envoy also care?"

Zhang Longfu was furious.

"What the court needs is a stable border. As long as the person in power is surnamed Zhang and does not rebel against himself, he will not interfere too much. Do you think the court prefers you, or Zhang Lingfeng?"

Yang prison sneered.

"That, that, he, he wants the throne, just give it to him. I, I actually don't want to be a prince at all..."

Zhang Longfu's heart became cold with anger and anger, and he was a little disappointed:

"Grandma didn't even look at me directly. The heir to the throne that her old family would like is my sister..."

"If you don't want the throne, what about your sister? What about your grandma?"

Yang prison asked back.

"I really don't want to..."

Zhang Longfu's eyes dimmed: "Maybe he, when he becomes a prince, will let us go..."

He was a little desperate.

If even the imperial court is inclined towards Zhang Lingfeng, what can he rely on?

"You do not want?"

Yang Yu's expression turned cold, and his words became colder:

"Thousands of Long Yuanwei died for you, and their heads were hung on the city wall. Your sister was imprisoned to save you, and she was seriously injured and dying. Yu Fangzhou and Nanshanba were only one step away from being promoted to the grand master. Fight for your life.

I have less than a month, fighting two grandmasters, how many injuries? You don't care about these, if you say no, then you don't? ! "

Yang Yu had long been used to this kid's weakness.

The weakness of the heart created by years of good life cannot be changed overnight.

But there is still some hate that iron is not steel.

Compared to Old Wang Long Yuan and Yu Fengxian, who are from the same family, the gap is really huge. In the struggle for power, is it that you admit defeat if you want to?

"I……"

Zhang Longfu gritted his teeth.

He hated his weakness so much, but he was just afraid, just afraid...

"Don't make steamed buns to fight for breath! The big deal is death, it's better than being chased and killed for the rest of your life, and you can't sleep at night!"

Yang prison flicked his sleeves:

"Go away, if you're afraid, who do you think will care about your family's mess?"

Almost blown out of the car, Zhang Longfu staggered and didn't fall out of the car. He gritted his teeth and his face turned red:

"I don't want this throne, but, but I want to save my sister, grandma, second grandpa..."

Hearing this, Yang Yu's expression improved slightly.

Even if Zhang Longfu was in a hurry, if he didn't even have the breath, he would have to consider whether to act alone.

He owed Yu Fengxian, but not the Long Yuan Zhang family.

"Yang, Big Brother Yang, I, do I still have a chance..."

The little prince looked at Yang Yu's face with trepidation, like the last straw.

He's just timid, not stupid.

After the incident of Fang Liexue's surprise attack, he realized that Wang Laodao regarded it as his reliance and could not be trusted at all.

A poor little prince, even the **** looked down on him, the only one he could trust at this time was this 'ex-brother-in-law'.

"Naturally there is a chance."

Yang prison also had to appease the weak boy.

"I should go to Longyuan City at the invitation of the next Xiaoxiao. I can't hide the news from those who are interested. Once the news spreads, those who are still loyal to the old prince will go to Longyuan City."

How many are loyal to the old prince?

Yang Prison is not clear.

But judging from the fact that Zhang Lingfeng wanted to take advantage of the emptiness of the city to attack, he must also be afraid.

Yu Fengxian's lessons are not far away, so Yang Yu is naturally alert. Even if he creates a furnace, he doesn't think he has the ability to resist Longyuan Daocheng alone.

Martial arts practice, the more you get to the end, the bigger the gap is. There is a huge gap between the master and the great master.

Not to mention that Wang Muzhi is also suspected of being a supernatural master with Taoism.

A great master of martial arts with supernatural powers, I'm afraid he will be above Wei Zhengxian...

Not to mention, there is more than one great master.

In the name of Zhang Longfu, it is better to gather those military veterans who are loyal to the old prince, and the contacts left by Xu Wenji, to coerce Long Yuan together, which is better than going alone.

"Yes, will there be?"

Zhang Longfu murmured, not knowing what to do in his heart.

"If not, why did Zhang Lingfeng chase you and why did you escape? How could Fang Zhenghao send someone from thousands of miles to pick you up?"

After saying that, Yang Yu didn't say much, raised his hands vigorously, and drove him out of the carriage.

This kid Long Yang's reputation is too loud, but it's not good to be alone with him for too long...

Zhang Longfu was relieved and went back to the carriage.

"No wonder it is said that Long Yuan Zhang's lineage is exhausted... This kid, I'm afraid he won't be able to help him."

In the carriage, Yang Yu shook his head inwardly.

It is true that there are many people who are loyal to the old prince, but with such a weak temperament as Zhang Longfu, it is hard to say how many people have expectations for him.

Fortunately, he only wanted to repay his kindness, not really to help this kid, otherwise he would only be in a quagmire and don't even think about getting out.

"call!"

Growing a mouthful of turbid air, Yang Yu put away the Night Demon Sword, and did not choose to take the fate on it at this moment and give it to the two-edged sword.

The war is imminent, and it is really troublesome to destroy the weapon.

"Fang Zhenghao..."

His mind was scattered, and when he took out the golden bean from the mustard space and swallowed it, he suddenly noticed the trembling of something, and with a movement in his heart, he took it out.

It was a round mirror the size of a palm, shaped like a heart guard, and it was the unknown mirror obtained from Nie Wendong.

At that time, because I didn't know how to deal with it, I received it in the mustard space.

"Kill Nie Wendong..."

The man in the mirror gritted his teeth and roared, suddenly aware of the changes in the outside environment, startled, and realized something:

"You actually have a mustard seed space?!"

Yang Yu looked at it lightly, and urged him.

Sure enough, as before, there was only a thick fog on this mirror, and it was impossible to see its fate.

"Talk about?"

The man in the mirror calms down.

Yang Prison asked back:

"What do you want to talk to me about? The scorpion is dead. Could it be that you have other fruits?"

"You have Dao Fruit, it seems that you have more than one?"

The person in the mirror has a faint tone, with a bewitching tone:

"Tell me, your rank map, this **** can help you complete the ceremony, can help you light up the life map, and completely refine the rank!"

"And, pointing you to the most perfect path to the immortals and gods!"

"Fate map?"

Yang Yu pretended to be excited, this mirror has a strange origin, and tried to make a formula:

"What is a life map?"

"Hehe, you really haven't completed the ceremony yet."

The man in the mirror smiled strangely:

"For the sake of helping me kill Nie Wendong, what if the **** made you talk? In ancient times, Daoguo was also known as 'Xianji', 'Linggen', 'Shenyuan', and the owner, Fang Kedongche that The Dao life map in the dark, so as to set foot on the path of immortals and gods."

"On the map of life, there are three thousand avenues of the Great Dao, and there are endless Dao Fruit Advancement Maps. However, there are thousands of roads, and there are countless dead ends and dead ends. The choice is far more important than everything!"

"At the moment of the recovery of all kinds, you can meet this god, which will be the greatest good fortune in your life!"

The person in the mirror has an ethereal tone, doing everything he can to deceive.

"Dao Fruit Advanced Diagram."

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, remembering that he saw the deeds of 'Lu Sheng' in the immortal realm of Tianhai Realm.

"Not bad, Daoguo advanced map!"

The man in the mirror smiles:

"Since you are a supernatural power, you should feel the breath of 'thousands of recovery', right? As long as you cooperate with this god, when the Tianhai cave opens in the future, you will be able to walk in the forefront!"

Its tone was cadenced, and it tried its best to outline a bright future.

Yang Yu looked amused and interrupted:

"You said this to Nie Wendong, right?"

The voice of the man in the mirror stopped abruptly, and the voice became violent:

"Don't mention that lowly evil beast! A mere ant, who dares to plot against the gods, and when all kinds of things recover, he will surely extract his soul and roast it in the fire of the soul for a thousand years, no, ten thousand years!"

As if the most painful scar had been opened, the person in the mirror was furious and jumped, and it took a long while before he came back to his senses.

"Let's talk next time."

What else was going to say, but Yang Yu seemed to feel something, and in the latter's discolored low roar, he included it in the mustard space.

Then, closing his eyes, he entered the cauldron of gluttony.

In the gloomy cauldron, the Evil Evil Seal glowed faintly.

An illusory line that only he could see vibrated gently, it was he who forged the furnace, and after the spiritual power increased, the second living dead refined.

...

...

Whoosh!

The breeze blew through the old trees outside the mass grave, making a rustling sound.

"Oh, I'm young, I don't know how precious life is."

Before the Taoist ghost came to a new grave, he shook his head and sighed.

In the past few days, he has not been too far from Qingzhou City, and has been circling in the mountains and forests hundreds of miles away. After sensing Yang Prison's movement, he left the mountain as soon as possible.

"Don't blame Pindao for being late, it's really that Yang Prison is too fierce... and don't thank Pindao. If you don't transport your body back to Baizhou, the black cauldron of unfavorable actions can't be detained on your head."

With a light bow, Daoist Yu was about to dig a grave when he suddenly heard a 'puchi' sound.

"Who?!"

He was startled.

Before the thought came to fruition, his body had already retreated dozens of feet like electricity, and between his hands dancing wildly, dozens of hidden weapons and venom had been overwhelming in all directions.

shhhhhhh~

The dense venom and hidden weapons are all in vain.

Yu Daoren, who was sure that there was no one around, had already retreated a few miles away. He looked around in surprise, and suddenly, his eyes became horrified.

A scary white palm protruded from the lonely grave!

"I sue..."

Fraud? !

Daoist Yu's eyelids twitched, and he immediately noticed something was wrong, and he noticed the weak fluctuations in Qi and blood.

"not dead?!"

Looking at the 'Fang Liexue' whose face was as pale as a dead man, even his chest seemed not to rise and fall, Daoist Yu's eyes straightened.

That night, although he was far away, he also saw the killing scene between the two.

Fang Lie's blood collapsed and his tendons were broken, his qi and blood were burnt out, and he was hit hard by Ba Quan. He was stunned on the spot.

How can you not die? !

suspended animation? !

What is the method of suspended animation that can hide from Yang Prison, who was born as an executioner? !

Yu Daoist was in shock and doubt, he hesitated for a while and did not escape, but made a sound transmission from a distance:

"Brother Fang?!"

"it's me."

The hoarse and weak voice came, making Daoist Yu more and more stunned:

"You, you are not dead?!!"

Ka Ka Ka ~

Yang Prison moved his bones with difficulty.

He attacked too hard, that style of tyrannical fist was unreserved, and almost all of Fang Liexue's bones and internal organs were smashed into flesh.

The bones were broken in many places, the internal organs were all damaged, the furnace was broken, and it almost became a sieve, and the blood could not survive.

With such an injury, it is impossible for any martial artist to survive, even if it is made into a living dead with the Suppressing Evil Seal, it is not optimistic.

Because all the muscles in his body were broken, if the living and dead were ignorant and unconscious, he wouldn't even think about moving at all.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Fang possesses such a stunt?"

Daoist Yu approached, looked at the dying 'Fang Liexue', and was amazed:

"I heard that Yang Prison's executioner was born, but if he doesn't make a living, Brother Fang is really amazing. I don't know, what method did you use?"

His eyes were weird.

Fang Liexue did not die, much beyond his expectations.

"It's just a fluke. Brother Daoist, do you have any medicine to hurt, borrow one or two, and you will pay back ten times in the future..."

With a hoarse voice, Yang Yu secretly cried out in his heart.

How could he not see that this man has the intention to kill?

"The medicine for wounds is naturally available, but unfortunately, Brother Fang doesn't need it anymore..."

Yu Daoist looked cold.

Fang Liexue is alive, this is by no means good news for him.

Fang Zhenghao was domineering and ferocious. If he knew that this matter was defeated because of him, and that Fang Liexue was seriously injured and dying, he would have no way to mix in Baizhou.

"How do you say that?"

Yang Yu felt bad in his heart.

With the state of this body at this time, it is not easy to barely move, and it is absolutely impossible to compete with the old Taoist in front of him.

In the eyes of Taoist Yu flashed murderous intent:

"Brother Fang's injury is too serious, I'm afraid it will be difficult to heal, why don't you let Pindao give you a ride and end your pain!"

call!

Before he finished speaking, his palm fell like thunder, and the real gang lingered, and he was about to kill 'Fang Liexue' here.

boom!

Sand flying.

"puff!"

Avoiding this palm, it has already caused injuries. The viscous blood squeezed out from the wounds everywhere and fell to the ground, as if there was no way to fight back.

"How can you support such an injury?"

Daoist Yu showed surprise, and immediately stepped forward with a grinning smile. The long sword did not come out, but it was still slapped with palm prints and struck with heavy hammers.

Fang Liexue's martial arts were originally not worse than him, but he was so seriously injured at this time, but where would he be in his eyes.

boom!

The gang wind exploded, and the hot hand slapped, and a ferocious flashed in the eyes of the Taoist, and he was about to kill the blood-covered 'Fang Liexue' on the spot!

Suddenly, his heart shuddered, and he saw Fang Liexue's deep and cold eyes, but another unfamiliar and familiar voice sounded in his ears:

"you dare?!"

"This voice..."

Taoist Yu's pupils shrank, and the electric shock also seemed to withdraw his palm:

"Yang Prison?!"

Looking at 'Fang Liexue', Daoren Yu's eyes were shocked to the extreme. His memory is very good, but where can't he hear who this voice is? !

But……

"Your name is Yu Daoren?"

Yang Yu's eyes were cold:

"I let you go, but you dare to hurt me?!"

His face was cold and stern, but he was really relieved, knowing that this person was frightened.

If the person in front of him is not the well-known 'Gou Daoren' from Long Yuan, Daoren Yu, he is the second living dead person, I am afraid that he will be planted.

But this 'Gou Daoist' is easy to say.

A few days after killing Fang Liexue, he learned the identity of the person in front of him through Jin Yiwei's intelligence channels.

Daoist Yu is also a well-known figure in Longyuan Dao, but unfortunately, it is not a good name. This old Taoist is sneaky and insidious.

Most importantly, this man is outrageously cautious and timid.

More than 20 years ago, the matter of the imperial court purging the rivers and lakes was just a rumor, and it had not yet been implemented. The old Taoist abandoned his sect disciple and fled into the mountains alone.

Become one of the few masters of Longyuan Dao who escaped the purge.

"Let me go, you, are you really Yang Prison?!"

Daoist Yu was a little numb, and suddenly remembered the legendary Daoguo supernatural power that Yang Prison had never exposed:

"This, this is your magical power?!"

"Bring the medicine!"

Yang Yu's voice was cold.

Daoist Yu's eyelids twitched, and after a slight hesitation, he threw a few bottles of wound medicine from a distance.

Heart even called bad luck.

He didn't expect this change, but after witnessing the ferocity of Yang Prison's murder with his own eyes, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

Before this trip, he had a deep fear of Yang Prison. This master of executioner was too cruel.

Since his debut, few of his enemies have even been dead. He was as miserable as Nie Wendong, but he was chopped 3,600 times before he died.

More importantly, he killed Fang Liexue with a few punches. His martial arts skills were so high that he might not be too bad compared to the four commanders of Long Yuanwei.

This person, he is afraid that he can't afford to offend...

"not enough!"

He swallowed all the medicine without looking, Yang Yu opened his mouth again, and asked for all the medicine on the Taoist body, swallowed it, and closed his eyes to adjust his breath.

This Daoist Yu was well versed in the way of life-saving, and there was no shortage of high-quality medicines on his body. Before long, traces of fishy fumes rose from his body.

It was obvious to the naked eye that the hideous injury had improved.

"Special!"

Daoist Yu's face was blue and black, the palm of his hand holding the sword was loosened and sent tightly, but he was still undecided.

Although he asked himself that he was a good way to save his life, he was not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case.

only……

"call!"

After a long time, the sky darkened, Yang Yu just opened his eyes and spit out a mouthful of stinky blood, his complexion was slightly better:

"Carry me to Baizhou."

"???"

Yu Daoren almost laughed angrily: "What did you say?"

"I am less than a thousand miles away from Qingzhou at this moment, and at the speed of Yunying, I can kill you in less than an hour..."

Yang Yu's face was expressionless.

"You think you can really kill me?!"

Yu Daoist's face sank.

"Try it?"

Yang Prison naturally knows how to deal with cautious people, that is, intimidation:

"If you can't kill you in one day, just come for a year. If you can't in one year, how about ten years? It's been less than five years since Yang's first exchange of blood, and in ten years, he may be able to become a Martial Sage!"

"Ten years to become a Martial Saint?!"

The Taoist scoffed.

The furnace is just completed, how far is it from the Martial Saint?

Ten years can be done, this is a joke, do you think you are Henry Zhang? !

It's just that this person's martial arts talent is extremely high, and I'm afraid it is not higher than that of Chu Tianyi.

Wu Sheng is hard to say, but the great master, I am afraid there is a great possibility.

Moreover, this person obviously has a Dao fruit...

With this in mind, he hesitated:

"What are you doing in Baizhou?"

Yang Prison did not answer any further questions:

"Do you have a back or not?"

"Do you really think you've decided on me?!"

Yu Daoist was a little angry.

But after thinking about it, he still decided not to suffer the immediate loss, pinched his nose and squatted down, carrying the half-crippled person on his back, striding wildly, rising and falling.

to vent his anger.

"I won't kill you!"

...

...

Inside the Lanshan Pass, there is a small courtyard facing the street somewhere.

Swish!

Yu Lingxian opened his eyes, and the turbulent blood also calmed down.

"The furnace is finally done!"

She gently wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled.

There is no doubt about her talent, otherwise she would not be able to become one of the twenty-seven saints of Liansheng's teaching, but the real **** has stuck her for more than four years.

The purpose is to achieve the melting pot with the "Old Mother Splitting the Mountain".

In this step, among the saintesses, only one or two people have done it.

"Yu Fengxian, next time we meet, we will definitely pursue the revenge!"

Yu Lingxian calmed down.

At this time, Yan Xilue's slightly changed voice came from his ear:

"Fang Liexue is dead! Night Demon Sword Yuan Fei, Fang Liexue, two grandmasters, the soul is broken in Qingzhou City! It's a troubled autumn, the last time the grandmasters fell one after another, it was more than 20 years ago."

"Fang Liexue is also dead?!"

Yu Lingxian was a little surprised: "Who dares to kill him?!"

"Decapitation knife, Yang Prison."

Yan Xi glanced at Yu Lingxian meaningfully:

"I heard that this person chased and killed you?"

Yu Lingxian's face was a little unnatural, and she was chased and killed by Yu Fengxian and Yang Yu, so that the entire Qingzhou sub-rudder was removed, which became her laughing stock.

"With such a character, among the saints of this generation, I am afraid that it is not only 'Feng Wushuang' that can be compared~www.novelmt.com~ You are not an opponent, and it is normal."

Yan Xi relieved and got up:

"Let's go, let's take a look at the face of our General Fang, it must be a very interesting thing..."

"Interesting?!"

A low and domineering voice sounded from a distance, Fang Zhenghao's breath swept across the streets like a cold current, and the biting coldness almost extinguished the nearby fireworks.

"The concubine said the wrong thing, don't blame the general."

Yan Xi pretended to be exclaimed, covered her mouth, but smiled again, apparently on purpose.

boom!

The courtyard door opened, Fang Zhenghao stepped forward, and the majestic aura was like a mountain.

"Elder Yan, Fang's person died, are you happy?"

Fang Zhenghao looked indifferent.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Yan Xi's expression was slightly tight, and he didn't dare to laugh any more, and said sternly:

"A secret message came from my teaching, saying that Yang Prison was invited by Ren Xiaoxiao, the second-ranking head of the East Factory, and brought the little prince back to Longyuan City. Looking at his route, it seems that he will pass through Baizhou..."

At this point, she didn't say anything more.

"He won't have the chance to die in Zhang Lingfeng's hands."

Fang Zhenghao closed his eyes and exhaled:

"The old man needs you to start an uprising on the only way to go!"