The First Cause of All Realms

Heaven and earth are mixed with one qi, born in it, all kinds of things have their own qi, and there are also numbers.

In short, it is the number of Qi, fate.

Over the past three thousand years, there has been no lack of Taoist fruits related to luck, and there are not a few records left.

Wang Muzhi read all the scriptures and Taoist canon, and even possessed the supernatural power of dispersing light and transforming shadows. In the study of qi, he asked himself no less than anyone at that time.

Relying on this, he has not been out of Longyuan City for many years, still found a 'hidden dragon' for Lin Daoren, and even saw that the Ming Dynasty's arrogance was about to run out.

But he had never seen such a strong purple aura!

In the theory of air luck, gray is inferior, green is superior, red and gold are precious, and purple air means extremely respectable and extremely precious!

For ordinary people, as long as there is a wisp of white air in the ashes, it is possible to be a squire in a village or a town, or be extremely rich, and even be an official.

If there is a touch of greenery, if you want to be in business, you can be rich, and if you want to be an official, you can also be a shepherd, or you can join the army, and you can also emerge.

And if you are lucky enough to be blessed by fate, then you will be the dragon and the phoenix among people, and there will be no one among thousands of people.

And this is only blue.

There are two more lucks, red and gold, on top of it. If you cross the two, you will be purple!

How expensive is purple air?

It is evident from the fact that it is called 'the Qi of the Son of Heaven' from various books of qi fortune.

Ordinary people have a tinge of purple energy in their bodies. In prosperous times, they can be named princes and ministers. In troubled times, they can crack the earth. If they have the opportunity, they may even be expected to compete for great treasures!

And that was just a touch of purple air.

And in front of...

Looking at the torrent of purple qi that seemed to rise from the sky, Wang Muzhi was so calm, his emotions and anger were indistinguishable, and he couldn't help but lose his mind.

"Who are you two?"

The slightly wealthy old man realized it later, got up to greet him, and couldn't help but be vigilant in his heart.

The two people in front of them, although their clothes are simple, their temperament is too extraordinary, and at first glance they are not the people of Heishan City.

"In Xia Yujing, this is my teacher. We are from Longyuan City. We were entrusted by others to come to Heishan City..."

Yu Jing cupped his hands to answer.

He doesn't have supernatural powers, and he doesn't know how to stamina, but he can also see the extraordinaryness of this person in front of him.

Although the old man in front of him was a little awkward, he was full of energy, and there seemed to be an extremely pure infuriating energy in his body, not an ordinary person.

"Longyuan City?"

The old man was stunned, and immediately welcomed the two of them into the hospital, and called out loudly:

"Old lady, quickly make a good pot of tea, there are guests!"

The old man greeted him warmly. In the room, a radiant old woman who seemed to be no more than forty complied and came out with tea after a while.

At this time, Wang Muzhi just suppressed the confusion and restlessness in his heart.

He carefully looked at the old man in front of him. The more he looked, the more puzzled he became. The more he looked, the more surprised he became.

but…

"It's not an illusion."

Wang Muzhi had a thought in his heart.

He naturally sensed the aura of Dao Fruit on the old man, and it seemed that he had completed the ritual. It was about time to ignite the life chart, but it was not Dao Fruit that obscured his perception...

On the other side, Yu Jing already knew the identity of the old couple, and he knew the intention of the visit, and knowing that it was a guest invited by his own boy, the old couple became more and more enthusiastic.

asked with concern.

Yu Jing picked out what he could answer, and naturally kept his mouth shut about the wanted order.

"This stinky boy, for so long, he has never sent a letter!"

The old man complained a little.

"It's good that the little prison is safe and sound, how can it be so easy to communicate with him because he has gone so far?

The old woman smiled and poured tea for the two of them, and went back to get their meals.

"I don't know how to come back and see."

The old man shook his head: "I don't know where he is. It's not easy to get a letter..."

Thanks to the nourishment of the God of the Earth, his spirit and energy improved day by day, especially a few days ago when he went to the mountains to collect herbs and picked up a Taoist fruit for the old lady. good.

And thanks to the Earth Goddess card and the nourishment of the Dao Fruit he obtained, the old woman's stagnation was gone, and the whole person was twenty or thirty years younger.

"If my brother wants to send a letter, I can do it for you."

Wang Muzhi took over with a smile, looked at the old couple from the corner of his eye, and his surprise was indescribable.

The old man in front of him has the fruit of the Tao, that's all, this old woman actually has the fruit of the Tao...

The family of three in a remote place here actually has the fruit of the Tao? !

"that would be great!"

The old man was overjoyed, took out the letter he had written a long time ago, handed it to Wang Muzhi, thanked him repeatedly, and handed over the money, believing him very much.

"It's hard work, what's the point."

Wang Muzhi reached out and took it, and handed it to Yu Jing, who got up and left the courtyard.

"The food is almost ready, let's go after dinner!"

In the room, the old woman who had been listening to the conversation of several people held her back. Yu Jing smiled and thanked her, saying that she would return when she went.

"Brother's body is very good."

Wang Muzhi took a deep look at the old man.

His eyesight is excellent, and there are very few people in Long Yuan and even in the world that he cannot see through. At first glance, on the bright side, the martial arts in front of him are not satisfactory.

But the infuriating qi that roams in his body, although it is not deep, but it seems that it is almost the same as his own.

"Old sister-in-law, but you are pregnant?

Wang Muzhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Most of the wise warriors are wise doctors, and his medical skills are also famous in Longyuan City. It is natural to see the state of the old woman.

However, according to the records of the classics, it seems that there is no way to breed children between the masters of supernatural powers...

"Cough cough~"

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help blushing, but his eyes lit up:

"This is a long story..."

After Yang prison left, he was tinkering with the land god's card, and by doing so, he sheltered tens of thousands of villagers in Heishan City, and he himself gained a lot.

A year ago on his way into the mountains to collect herbs, he stumbled into a cave somewhere. Not only did he get some money, but he also got two Dao Fruits, and one of them, he recognized the old lady as the master, and relieved his heart disease.

And he himself, after that, completed the ceremony in a confused way, to be precise, half of...

[Heaven-sent rank map, ceremony: Immortals and gods are matched, or they can give birth to the son of god, the descendants of Yu Yin, the blessings are long... (in progress)] This should not be told to people, but...

"Sir, does he know medical skills? Can you tell at a glance that my family is pregnant?!"

The old man couldn't help but ask.

Wang Muzhi nodded: "It's a little shallow medical skills, but my brother and sister-in-law are healthy and there is no problem...

"Actually, there are."

The old man sighed and looked a little sad:

"You may see that my family is pregnant in how many months?"

"When it's March.\"

Wang Muzhi heard the meaning of his words, but still expressed his own judgment, but his heart couldn't help but move slightly...

\"Thirteen months!"

The old man sighed deeply.

"Thirteen months?!"

"A page of the book of the underworld, but it is a hundred times stronger than any intelligence organization..."

In the cauldron of gluttony, Yang Prison held the remnant pages of the Book of Underworld in his hand.

The Book of Ming is worthy of the name of the supreme treasure of Yin Si, even if he only got a trivial page, and the six characteristics have not been used, its usefulness is still somewhat beyond imagination.

He occupied Yanzhou, and on this scrap of book, there are records of the lives of millions of people in Yanzhou, and there are no details.

From birth to death, the encounters, choices, and actions during the period are all in it.

Moreover, the same is true for all other people who set foot in Yanzhou!

"Unfortunately, Kuixing is not a judge, so he can't use it to the limit... If Zhang Lingfeng gets this incomplete page of the book of the underworld, and cooperates with his supernatural power..."

Between the ups and downs of thoughts in his heart, Yang Yu opened the book of underworld, and one of the names glowed dimly.

[Fang Ada: In the borders of mountains and rivers, in the Ming Dynasty, people born in the northwest Daoist family were in the middle of the road, all fathers, brothers and sisters died. The gods' Rao was fortunate not to die in the chaos of the army...] [In the 17th year, he went into exile in Longyuan, joined the Li Jiayi army, and quickly grew into a general...] The head of Wanlong City, the king's flag with the word 'Zhang' fell, the capital of death, and the seventy-ninth birthday] The remnants of the book of the underworld glowed with shimmering light, and all the characters on it emerged one by one, which caught Yang prison's eyes.

"My arrival changed his fate..."

As soon as Yang Yu's thoughts came to his mind, the text on the Ming Shu suddenly changed, not as clear as before, and became blurred, and the point of change was his arrival.

[Because of ... the capture of Yanzhou, his people were lucky not to die, and worshipped Jiang Wumen to practice martial arts, and obtained the spirit of blowing Qi...] But at this point, Xia Yan stopped, and the handwriting after that was blurred and invisible.

"Is it because his fate was changed? Or because of me?"

Yang Yu frowned and thought about it. After a while, he urged Tongyou to look at his fate. To be precise, it was the only fate among his four purple fates that was not due to magical powers or Taoism.

[Visitors from Heaven and Earth: A lonely soul of unknown origin, before the established destiny has not been created, no magical power can cut off its destiny...]

"What is a given destiny that has not been generated? What is ~www.readwn.com~ to generate my destiny? When will it be generated? How will it be generated?"

Yang Yu felt a little heavy in his heart.

Yang Yu was naturally very concerned about his own fate, and he looked at each fate many times over and over again, and the most elusive thing for him was the foreign visitors this day.

Different from Jikui's fate, ten dragons and ten elephants, and gold refining, this fate does not come from Taoism and supernatural powers, but his own bizarre encounter.

only……

"call!"

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the distracting thoughts, Yang Yu closed the book of the underworld and exited the cauldron of gluttony.

At this time, it was the seventh day that he came to Jiuzhou City, and he also sat on the city wall for seven days. The large city wall, except for his knees, was covered with thick snow. .

This year's winter is not only cold, but also extremely long.

The chaotic army outside the city has almost reached its limit.