The First Cause of All Realms

my reliance...

Yang Yu smiled but didn't answer, his mind shifted slightly, and he fell into the cauldron of gluttony.

The entourage in the fantasy world in the Wanxiang Mountains has achieved huge gains. Not only did he complete the three major ceremonies in one fell swoop, but he also gained the essence of martial arts contained in the sword of the sloppy Taoist, as well as a dao fruit of flying sand and stone. .

But the biggest gain, of course, is the book of the underworld.

Days passed, and the remnant pages of the Book of Underworld that were cut open by the sloppy Taoist with the sword of the Seven Tribulations were finally repaired. .

[Remnant pages of the Book of Ming: Treasures of Yin Si, a trivial fragment of the Book of Three Lives, which can rub the fate of a state's life] With the completion of the restoration of the remaining pages of the Book of Ming, the text on the wall of the cauldron has also been changed [ Remnants of the Book of the Underworld] [Yin Si Zhibao (Remnant)] [Quality: ? ? ? 】【Equal order: ? ? ? 】【Feature 1: Mastery of life and death. Holding this scrap of book, you can turn the realm under your control into a haunted pasture, and you can rub the history of all living beings within the territory under your control.

Taking the judge's pen as a guide, it can outline the number of lives, life spans, merits and demerits, life and death, and luck...] [Character 2: Gods are self-obsessed. Holding this scrap page, it cannot be deduced by the divine power of fate, and cannot be locked by breath] [Character 3: Life-for-life. The number of lifespans is the same, regardless of the emperor, generals, merchants and soldiers, and they have the place to rule.

At the cost of your own lifespan, you can cut off the lifespan of others. ] [Feature 4: The mirror is paired. Gather its qi, know its name, and record its life. At the cost of one's own lifespan, **** the phantom of any creature in the territory...] [Feature 5: Five ghosts carry. Holding this remnant page, surrendering to ghosts, you can carry goods and treasures at the cost of your lifespan and lifespan] [Character 6: Consolidation and transportation. Holding this scrap page can limit the number of transports. The wider the territory, the greater the transportation. The blessing of the Universiade will never fail. ] One page of the book of the underworld, six characteristics!

It wasn't until the fragmentary pages of the Book of Ming Dynasty revealed the true characteristics that Yang Yu didn't know why he had to deal with the Daoist An for many years with the ability of a sloppy Taoist.

Only then did I understand why Zhang Lingfeng dared to take the heir.

If he can sense the book of the underworld, and if he has the fruit of judgement, he will ascend to the throne of Longyuan again.

"Forget it, you'd better not say it. But no matter what you rely on, it's better to be careful...

Before Yang Yu could answer, Qiu Zhanyu shook his head. His eyes were a little complicated and helpless:

"You probably thought that you were the only one responsible for scolding the emperor, but with your current temperament, I'm afraid that you will be punished by the Jiufang clan...

While speaking, Qiu Zhanyu swept around vigilantly, but his voice was still secret, his voice was very low, and he was very cautious.

As a Jin Yiwei, slandering the present is an extra sin.

But seeing the presence of the old **** Yang Prison, he couldn't help it...

The old Jinyi knows enough information, and even has information about the emperor, Yang Yu couldn't help but be surprised.

You must know that Jin Yiwei was used by the emperor to monitor hundreds of officials, not to spy on himself...

Emperor Qianheng was not a prince.

In fact, there is a thick fog surrounding his superior position. Before he ascended the throne, the prince died inexplicably, and the princes who were expected to inherit the throne later also died.

Because of this, it even disturbed the King Zhao of Xifu, who had been out of the gate for many years. That old prince once visited Wanlong City in person, and finally, Qianheng was set to succeed him.

But until now, rumors about the murder of the brother are still rampant.

After he succeeded to the throne, his methods were also extremely powerful. The elders of the two dynasties who were in control of several powers were all reprimanded, and the power was in control.

He is definitely not a puppet emperor in the eyes of outsiders.

"Thank you Brother Qiu for clarifying your doubts!"

Yang Yu stood up and bowed, not without gratitude. Qiu Zhanyu took a great risk, and what he said was enough to kill his head.

"I didn't say anything."

Qiu Zhanyu glanced around, then he was relieved, got up and said goodbye:

"Today, if you get out of this door, Qiu Zhanyu will no longer recognize who Yang Prison is, and no one will recognize you in Qingzhou Jinyiwei.

"Brother Qiu is kind, and Yang will keep it in mind."

Yang Yu got up to say goodbye, looked at his back, and fell silent.

After a long time, he just sat down, and the still warm wine and food seemed to be no longer tasty, and he thought about it in his heart.

Qiu Zhanyu naturally wouldn't deliberately blacken Emperor Qianheng, and even beautified him in many aspects, but with what he saw before, he also had some understanding of the current emperor in his heart.

Smart and skillful, obsessed with alchemy, ruthless, only me...

"Behind the splendid list of mountains and rivers...

Yang Yu turned the wine glass and thought about it in his heart.

His perception was so sharp, almost at the first sight of Emperor Qianheng, he felt a strong malice.

Apart from the **** of Dongchang, the Taoist priest of Fushuiguan, and the chief assistant Xue Dilong, this Taoist emperor usually

Almost no outsiders, including his wife and children!

And this list of mountains and rivers is only posted in the morning, and before noon, the emperor who is in power will come to the door...

This in itself is very strange.

"Cough cough~"

A loud coughing sound came, and two more guests came to the third floor. Yang Prison swept his eyes, but it was Yu Fengxian in disguise who was coughing.

And behind her, was the old princess who also had her face covered.

"I heard you"

Yu Fengxian was in high spirits. Just as she was about to speak, she was held down by the old princess, who closed the doors and windows between her sleeves.

"You got into a big disaster!"

This is the first sentence of the old princess: "The little emperor is notoriously selfish and ruthless, you dare to scold him in person, your courage is commendable!"

Yang Yu stood up to greet him, but before he could answer, the old princess said again:

"Gods are far away, and government orders are coming, but experts are hard to come by. The kings are either too busy to take care of themselves, or they are not in harmony with the imperial court.

I'm not worried about a group attacking him. Unless, the little emperor is willing to spend all his money, but you only scolded two sentences, or not.

This is the second sentence.

Yu Fengxian felt uncomfortable, but didn't dare to say anything, so she could only quietly throw a bottle of medicinal pills over there.

The old lady should not have seen it, and continued:

"Duanqilong and Hanfeng Mansion are both in the Northwest Road. If you ride a flying eagle, you will be able to kill Longyuan Road within two months. Apart from that, the Daoist Yunni is similar."

"Yunni Taoist?"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.

This Fushui Guanzhu has a very poor reputation among the people. How many people call him a traitor, but he holds the 'Book of Runes'.

The means are extremely high, I am afraid that it is not a Martial Saint, but also one of the ten capitals...

"My Longyuan Palace is unable to take you, nor can I shelter you. I will take the Qianlong Divine Bow and go out to Dali. With your martial arts, it should be no problem."

Before she finished speaking, the old lady dropped a map and pulled Yu Fengxian around to leave. When she was about to go downstairs, she looked back at him:

"Good curse!"

After all, he has already left.

At this point, Yang Yu didn't say a word, and without the ties of family affection, the old princess showed her due diligence.

"People from Dongchang are not strict with their mouths."

Looking at the Yuan Dadan in his hand, Yang Yu shook his head in his heart, took back the medicine pill and the map, and before he went downstairs, someone came.

Still covering his face, still disguised:

"Wanxiang Shanmen, Fang Yishui!

The person handed over his hands, not much to say, and threw a letter: "The teacher explained that one day you have nowhere to go, so I will give you this letter.

But he probably didn't expect that this letter would come in handy when he left the city with the front foot and the back foot..."

Saying that, Fang Yishui's expression also changed, looking at this little uncle in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but look with awe:

"People from Dongchang are not so strict..."

"I didn't expect it either..."

After receiving the letter, Yang Prison was also a little dumbfounded. When he opened the letter, he could see that the ink was not dry, and it only took a day or two to write.

"I divide martial arts into four steps: changing the tendons, changing the bones, and changing the marrow and changing the soul. In the Tao of martial arts, the strength of the muscles and bones is only one of them, and the change of temperament and spirit is the foundation.

Cowardly, martial arts will become brave.

Those who are soft will become stronger by practicing martial arts. "

At a glance, Wang Muzhi's handwriting was strong and powerful, and it was three-pointed through the paper. He held it in his hand with a heavy weight.

"Even if you came from an official background, you will never be able to rely on others again. I know this from knowing that you have mastered the true meaning of Baquan."

At this point, the words become succinct:

"The wooden box is still in Wanxiang Mountain. Junior brother, choose again. I believe that you will not refuse again."

scoff!

Almost after reading the last word, the letter raft seemed to have been shaken into powder by an invisible force.

"Choose again..."

Yang Yu let out a breath of foul breath, and only then did he realize how powerful this senior brother was.

"Little Master Uncle, do you have anything to say? Teacher, Fang Yishui left a golden eagle and spoke at the right time, and took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone prepared in advance.

"Um.…

This time, Yang Yu did not hesitate, raised his hand and picked up the pen, dipped in the smudged ink, and swiped it down.

Huhu~

On the straight official road, chariots galloped fast.

"Teacher~www.readwn.com~Where are we going?"

Yu Jing drove a horse.

"Go look for Daoist Lin."

Inside the carriage, Wang Muzhi sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

"Your little uncle can't make up your mind for a while, but this doesn't prevent it. That hidden dragon has been trained for a long time, and it can also be used for the first time, as the king's precursor...\"

"Yang Prison rejects people thousands of miles away, why does the teacher have to do it again and again?"

Hearing this, Yu Jing frowned a little:

"His temperament seems unbearable to be a master and a king...\"

"The number of anger depends on it. Whether it is a master or a king, there is no set number in the end. Your little uncle is a strong person, and his temperament is like a tyrant, but he sticks to his original heart and never surpasses it, which is the potential of a master."

Wang Muzhi replied.

"Before you saw Yang Prison, you seemed to have the same opinion about the hidden dragon that you gave to Lin Daoren, right?"

Yu Jing shook his head:

"What are you looking at for luck...\"

"When it comes to luck, in fact, that hidden dragon is even better than your little uncle. It's just that his personality has a huge flaw...\"

Wang Muzhi said, feeling a little bit in his heart, Yu Jing was half a beat slower, he also raised his eyebrows, and saw the strong wind falling, and a golden eagle fell on his arm.

"This?"

Yu Jing was stunned, but Wang Muzhi raised his brows. He took off the letter raft, but couldn't glance at it, he couldn't help but smile:

"Swear well, scold well!"

"This letter?"

Yu Jing frowned, but Wang Muzhi didn't let him see it, he just put it away carefully, smiled and ordered:

"Go to Heishan City!"

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