The First Cause of All Realms

"You, you are Yang Prison?!"

Shocked, shocked, unbelievable.

Li Eryi "'Dengdengdeng stepped back four steps in a row, staring blankly: "How, how is it possible? ! "

"This is a long story.\"

Yang Yu smiled slightly and no longer concealed his identity.

The days of blocking the mountain pass are naturally much more nourishing than traveling south and north. This can be seen from Li Eryi's obviously fat body.

It's just that his martial arts talent is really bad. After taking medicine baths for many days, he is only worthy of a second blood exchange, and he is far from the first level of foundation building, which is qi and blood.

"This this…

Listening to Yang Yu's explanation, Li Er's expression changed several times. After a long while, he let out a breath of relief and sat down on the chair.

"You really frighten the old man!"

After drinking a few sips of tea to suppress his shock, Li Eryi was obviously relaxed, and then he suddenly realized why he, a storyteller, could be favored by such a border general.

However, he was still unbelievable.

"This matter is very important, and it is not easy to let too many people know."

Yang Yu also poured a cup of tea, and without much greeting, stated his purpose:

"I want you to meet Linlong Road and give me something"

"Lin, Lin Longdao?"

Li Eryi was a little stunned: "This, this is too far."

Over the years, he said that he was traveling from south to north, but in fact, he just went from Yunzhou, to Qingzhou, and then to Baizhou, but he never went out of Longyuan Dao.

Lin Long said that he naturally knew, but the distance from Long Yuan was more than tens of thousands of miles?

This walk, what year and month?

and many more……

Suddenly, he reacted: "I'm afraid you have already thought about it? No wonder you have asked me to take care of the flying eagles in the army these days...

"This matter is also very important. I can't get away from it, so I have to let you go for a while, and it saves you from thinking about where Yang Prison is going to hand the package to Li Eryi.

He naturally did not forget the sloppy Taoist's request, and he was indeed yearning for that old prince.

It's a pity that Linlong Road is too far away, even if there are flying eagles to sit on, I'm afraid it will take more than a few years to go back and forth, and he really can't get out.

More importantly, he was carrying a wanted warrant...

"In today's world, apart from Linlong Dao, there is no place for stability. Instead of running around, you might as well go to Linlong Dao...

this. ...

Li Eryi wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say it, so he had to bite the bullet and take the errand.

"This is a warrant, you can use it to call Flying Eagle."

Yang Prison is very neat.

Li Eryi was still full of hesitation, and was kicked out of the room.

He wanted to leave Lianshanguan, but this Linlong Dao was too far...

"trouble marker…"

Looking at the back of Li Eryi leaving, Yang Yu let out a sigh of relief.

As early as in Longyuan City, Yu Fengxian told him about Li Eryi's recognition of the master.

The broom star belongs to the category of gods and belongs to the star god, but, both star gods, he and the old man are two completely different extremes.

The former is blessed by God, the latter is hated by gods and ghosts.

As far as he knows, the bad luck of Broom Star will not only affect other people, but also affect itself.

Therefore, the broom star lives in no fixed place, and naturally yearns for all peaceful and safe places, and rejects and fears all chaotic places.

"With the unparalleled luck of King Zhao of Xifu, can I suppress bad luck for you and pass the ceremony smoothly?"

Yang Yu let out a sigh of relief.

With the manuscript of the sloppy Taoist, it can be exchanged for the protection of the old prince...

hum~

A ray of dim light appeared, like fog but not fog, wrapped around Yang Yu's arm, it was the 'ghost' who came here with the package.

The transport of the five ghosts is not so much a Taoist technique, but rather a magic weapon. The ghost baby has been trained for many days, and finally takes himself as the core, and trains the 'Fenghao' Duanqilong' into the second of the five ghosts.

Counting its own, the five ghosts get three out of them, and only the last two can be completely refined into the five ghost transporting technique.

"Follow him."

Yang Yu flicked his fingers, and a wisp of ghost disappeared into Li Eryi's shadow.

This is the soul of the demon 'Fenghao' who lives in the sky above the sky in the illusion of Wanxiang Mountain.

Different from Duan Qilong, Fenghao's soul suffered heavy injuries when he left the illusion, and he was almost unconscious, only a simple spiritual sense.

"Manipulate the corpse and control the soul, Yang Prison, you are not a good person!"

A seemingly non-existent voice came from another ghost, and it was Duan Qilong's sneer:

"It was a waste of Xu Wenji's fame and morality, but he cultivated a mad animal like you!"

Before he finished speaking, it turned into a muffled groan.

The core of the five ghosts is the remnant pages of the book of the underworld, which cut off Qilong's thoughts and was devoured by himself. This pain from his soul made him unbearable.

"Duan Shen was caught today, did he know that Yang was not a good person?"

Yang Yu raised his palm and looked down at Duan Qilong with a ferocious expression in the mist that surrounded his fingertips:

"It seems that my punches are not heavy enough!"

"Ha, ha ha~"

In the fog, Duan Qilong's complexion was uncertain, and the severe pain made him

Even the blurry sound is distorted:

"Compared to those people who are full of obedience and morality, you dare to act and the old man will look at you highly.

It's a pity that you are stunned by profit, you are wanted but you can't escape, and you are still thinking about the base, but you don't know that this is the way to kill! "

"Broken God's mouth is a bit harder than a fist."

Yang Prison is somewhat admired.

Duan Qilong was actually the coldest and hardest person he had ever fought against. Even if his bones were rotten into mud, his mouth was still hard.

"People are defeated, but the heart is not defeated! Yang Yu, even if you beat me, so what? In the eyes of this old man, you are nothing but a rebellious thief!"

Duan Qilong's voice was cold and hard:

"The skills are not as good as others, the old man is in your hands, but you want to drive the old man, but you can't even think about it!"

"yes?\"

Yang Yu did not refute, but with a thought, in the cauldron of gluttony, the remaining pages of the Book of Underworld unfolded.

wow~

It seems that the pages of a book are being turned quickly.

"you?!\"

Duan Qilong's expression changed suddenly, and he resisted it with all his might, but he felt an invisible force add to his body, and he trembled uncontrollably, turning it into an ethereal and illusory soul body.

In his roar of rage, he stretched out his hand, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Yang Yu.

"Good tea!\"

Yang Yu drank it all.

"Mud legs, you dare to insult me?!"

On the other side, Duan Qilong was extremely furious, his soul body was clearly destroyed, and it almost collapsed.

Who is he?

The eldest son of the patriarch of the gate clan, before he was born, he has been connected to hundreds of veins under the help of various medicinal herbs.

In the past few decades, except for the sage and the apprentice, even if he faced the chief assistant of the current dynasty, he could talk to him on an equal footing.

Has there ever been a time to pour tea and water for someone? !

Not to mention pouring tea for one, the frontier mud legs!

"Mud legs?"

The roar stopped in the summer, Yang Yu put down the tea cup, and looked at Duan Qilong, who was in severe pain:

"At this point, what are you talking about? It seems that years of pampering have probably made you forget what a person is under the eaves, and you have to bow your head!"

Yang Yu was a little speechless, but he was not surprised.

No matter in the past or this life, there is no lack of these self-esteem, and many people look down on others.

Or because of region, or because of language, or because of wealth, or because of birth...

All kinds of colors, and so on.

But like Duan Qilong, who has already died and only has a remnant of his soul, he still behaves like this, which is really rare...

"Heh, hehe..."

Duan Qilong was almost speechless in pain, but his grin was still unabated.

until...

"Kneel down!"

Yang Yu flicked his fingers, and Duan Qilong's soul body was already in the eye canthus, so he simply knelt down. Although it was a soul body, the latter seemed to hear the sound of kneeling heavily.

"livestock…\"

"It's no wonder that the big men in the capital of the gods like others to kneel down. So, this is your way of distinguishing between the noble and the lowly?"

Yang Yu's five fingers pressed down, pinching Duan Qilong's soul body in his palm, facing the angry eyes of the soul body in front of him, calmly said:

"Nothing more than that!"

Boom!

Like a stone falling into a deep well, splashing ripples.

Invisible ripples, from the inside out, set off a dramatic transformation.

"what!"

The low roar seemed to be squeezed out of the mouth, nose, and pores, and then reverberated in the stone room, making a sound like a stormy wave hitting the shore.

The guards outside were horrified, only to feel that this stone chamber might collapse at any time.

"call!"

"Suck!"

The violent vibration only lasted for a short time, and with the long breathing, Fang Zhenghao's chest calmed down.

Swish!

At a certain moment, he opened his eyes, and his crimson eyes shone like a hungry wolf on the wasteland, illuminating the stone room.

"The greedy wolf...\"

Feeling the surging up and down of the whole body, the power of supernatural powers different from True Qi and True Astral, Fang Zhenghao let out a long sigh and finally had a smile on his face.

But this smile only lasted for a moment, and his brows wrinkled again.

This time, it took him a long time to retreat, but he finally refined this greedy wolf fruit from the old demon of Montenegro. However, he refined it.

But there is no complete refining.

At least, it is different from the Divine Ability Master recorded in the classics. The difference is that he seems to be able to take out this greedy wolf fruit at any time. …

"That old demon really wasn't so kind!"

Fang Zhenghao sneered, not too surprised.

He had never believed that old demon, and the reason why he refined this Dao Fruit was because the Dao Fruit was too rare.

Even though he sits in Baizhou and has millions of soldiers and civilians under his command, in so many years, he has not been able to find a dao fruit that suits him.

Therefore, he had to accept this Dao Fruit.

only……

As his thoughts turned, he beckoned to take another round light mirror from the corner, and while infuriating to induce vomiting, he communicated with Xue Dilong, who was far away.

These days, Xue Dilong

Contact him several times.

hum~

Since the light was extinguished, Xue Dilong appeared in the bronze mirror.

"How, but figured it out?"

Hearing the voice, Fang Zhenghao was expressionless: "Is it really necessary to kill the wolf?"

\"Of course!"

Xue Dilong nodded:

"Unless you gather the slaying wolves together, you will not be considered a master of supernatural powers, and you will not be able to step into the real path of immortals and Buddhas...\"

"in this way…\"

Fang Zhenghao's furrowed brows stretched out:

"Got it."

Click!

A little bit of light fell to the ground.

In the quaint room, Xue Dilong walked slowly with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows pondering.

"My lord, is it the old demon of Montenegro, Ma Longtu, or Yang Prison?"

Mo Xingkong, who was waiting on the side, bowed slightly and asked.

"What do you think?"

Xue Dilong stopped and looked at his right-hand man, the next supervisor of Qin Tian he appointed.

"Become an old demon from Montenegro.

Mo Xingkong pondered for a while, then replied:

"The Seven Killing Shrine has been hidden as the Heavenly Wolf Totem Land. For four hundred years, it has always been a serious concern for the court's henchmen. That old demon abandoned the fruit of the Tao, I am afraid that the plot is very deep."

"Yes and no."

Xue Dilong nodded and shook his head again:

"The old demon is cruel and sinister, but he has been fighting Henry Zhang for less than eight years, and no matter how arrogant he is, what he plots is only the entry of his martial arts and supernatural powers.

Before the battle, there is no threat to the court...

Mo Xingkong nodded in agreement.

King Zhao of the West Palace and the old demon of Montenegro were ranked No. 1 and No. 2 on the splendid list, but they were not only ranked by the stele of God. In fact, the two had a fight against each other many years ago.

"It's that Yang Prison..."

A dim light flashed in Xue Dilong's eyes, recalling what he saw when he was looking into the sky and the earth on the top of the mountains that day:

"I'm afraid this scorpion has turned against it.

"He's going to rebel?"

Mo Xingkong was shocked: "He has no background, no background, no army or territory, and he is wanted by the court, how could he rebel?"

He was hidden as the supervisor of Qin Tian, ​​and naturally knew all kinds of information.

Regardless of the court, just in the martial arts, as far as he knows, there are already several masters who have gone to the Northwest Road.

"This son is not something in the pool."

Xue Dilong pulled a chair to sit down, tapped on the table, and recounted what Yang Prison had done over the years since his debut:

"Killing the county magistrate, the palace lord Tina, Fu Sha Shangguan, and the state lord Lingchi... This person is not very old, but he is born with a back bone and lacks the reverence for the imperial court.

Under the wanted order, some people will flee, some people will hide, and some people will panic, but this person will definitely rebel. "

Mo Xingkong pondered for a long time before he said the name of one person: "Wang Muzhi?"

"Of course it's him!"

Xue Dilong smiled coldly:

"The imperial court issued an order to return to the capital, but he disappeared. What he wants to do is self-evident! Yang prison has no manpower and power, but he does!

Xu Wenji's six, no, seven disciples now, but none of them are fuel-efficient lamps! "

Xu Wenji's reputation today is not only because of a memorial to govern the country and ten directions, but also because of his disciples.

Unlike most Confucian scholars in this world.

Every time Xu Wenji went to a place, he would create a public school, teach scriptures in person, and enlighten local school-age boys, every day, every year, and everywhere.

These disciples may not all be able to become talents, most of them are still mediocre, but there are many outstanding ones.

Wang Muzhi, Feng Junzi, Lian Ruoxu...

The six gentlemen of the Xu clan, whether in the arena or in the temple, are all famous figures, and now, there is another one who ranks at the top of the mountain and river list, the beheading knife, Yang Prison!

"Ke Xu Wenji"

Mo Xingkong heard the meaning of his words, but he was a little surprised: "He is an honest person, and he is dedicated to the public, so how can he have a negative heart?"

"Xu Wenji is honest, public, and true."

Xue Dilong nodded, no matter how much the two of them didn't deal with each other, he couldn't slander this, but...

"But he is still very suspicious because he believes in 'Meng Xue' and has always pursued the principle of "people esteem the king over the ruler" for many years."

In the second half of the sentence, Xue Dilong didn't say anything.

But he knew that if it weren't for this, Xu Wenji would not have lost his holy family...

"No wonder the lord wants me to keep an eye on Xu Wenji. Are you worried that Wang Muzhi and the others will come to the capital of God to rob prison?"

Mo Xingkong was a little clear, but he couldn't help shaking his head:

"The land of the Gods, let alone the six of them, even if the Martial Saint is close, they have to break the halberd, and want to rob the sky, how is it possible?"

"Be prepared."

Xue Dilong didn't say anything else, and returned to the original topic:

"Xu's disciples have been cultivating Longyuan for many years, and some people raised their arms, not to mention three states, one or two states, they may not be able to win.

Yang Prison is advancing in Yanzhou, if he tries again, he will leave the two prefectures..."

"Then he has two places in his hands, full of mines and horse farms, and he can link up with Da Li and Sirius outside the border..."

Mo Xingkong felt a chill in his heart.

"It is imperative to kill this scorpion, but unfortunately His Majesty's expedition is imminent, the old man can't go in person, he can only give instructions to Fang Zhenghao...

Xue Dilong's eyes were deep:

"If Fang Zhenghao acts according to the order, and uses the means left by the old man, to take him down, it is probably enough...

"Fang Zhenghao, you're out."

Even if there were no soldiers who hurriedly came from outside the hospital, Yang Yu had already sensed the aura that was much stronger than before.

He became stronger.

Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly, is it the fruit of the greedy wolf?

"Commander Fang, the general wants to see you!"

Not long after, several soldiers came in a hurry.

Yang Prison tidy up at random, and then went out. After sending Li Eryi away, he no longer had any worries or fears.

Whoosh!

Before the stone room, his majestic body turned his hands behind his back, looking beyond the towering pass. At a certain moment, he slowly stretched out his hand, and his broad palm caught the falling snow:

"With such heavy snow, the days outside the customs are very sad. Those wolf cubs and elephant trunks are just about to move again."

Yang Yu stood not far away, looking at Fang Zhenghao after he left the customs.

Before the retreat, Fang Zhenghao was seriously injured and dying. He wanted to take a risk and refine the fruit of the Tao. Now it seems that he succeeded.

Regardless of his magical powers, this momentum alone is a bit stronger than before.

Even if there is no gun in the palm, the edge is a bit better.

"When I was young, my Fang family was the big Baizhou clan. Although it wasn't top-notch, it was still top-notch. At that time, my nine brothers and I, the brothers in the clan liked the most, every year after autumn, the cubs from outside the gates came to fight the grass valley. …”

Fang Zhenghao said lightly, very calmly:

"Unfortunately, I am in charge of blocking the mountain pass. Such a scene has disappeared for nearly 30 years."

"The merit lies in the community."

Yang prison nodded.

From a certain point of view, the three heroes of Long Yuan are worthy of the name of the three heroes, whether it is Wei Zhengxian, Lin Qitian, or Fang Zhenghao in front of him.

The three of them lived up to their promises back then, fought fiercely against aliens for 30 years, and fulfilled their responsibilities.

"Thirty years, large and small battles, more than a hundred battles, not to mention my brother Baizhou, even this general, has also nearly died several times.

But what awaits is not reward and promotion, but suspicion, but the teasing and ridicule of the big men in the capital..."

The residual warmth in the palm melted the snowflakes, Fang Zhenghao slowly turned around:

"Lin Qitian once asked me why I would go against it. In fact, it's very simple. This general feels that my brothers are more worthy of sleeping in the imperial mausoleum than the trash on the dragon chair!"

At this point, there seems to be a sudden cold snap, and Fang Zhenghao's eyes become extremely sharp:

"What do you think? Yang, prison!"

"Yes, in comparison, it is indeed more suitable."

Yang prison nodded.

He didn't ask Fang Zhenghao where he saw the flaw and recognized himself, because it didn't matter.

on the contrary….

"Since you recognize me, why don't you do it?"

"Do it, anytime."

Fang Zhenghao didn't hide it. He was in the military camp, and his momentum was much stronger than that of the year:

"Xue Dilong, the news came, told me your information, and also pointed me how to deal with you.

"Xue Dilong?"

Yang Yu was a little surprised, but not surprised.

"In just over a year, you were able to climb the Mountains and Rivers Ranking, defeat Duan Qilong and Meng Hanguang, and entering the country like this really moved this general...

Fang Zhenghao's expression changed, it was surprising, but also seemed to have a hint of admiration:

"Although I don't want to admit it, the old man has to admit that even if he refines the 'greedy wolf', the old man will only have a 30% chance of winning against you."

Listening to Yang Yu, he couldn't help shaking his head: "Not necessarily 30%."

Today's Fang Zhenghao is not the same as before, but he also needs Lin Qitian's help when he is fighting for his life that day, so that he is worthy of Yang Prison, who has retreated from the enemy.

"You're confident."

Fang Zhenghao was silent for a moment before saying:

"Unfortunately, you underestimated the court, and you underestimated me. Martial arts, I may be better than you at this time, but this old man is not a martial artist.

Instead, the general in the army! "

call!

As the words reverberated, Fang Zhenghao's large sleeves fluttered, and a strong iron-blooded aura rushed toward his face, domineering and ferocious.

Standing in the wind and snow, Yang Yu's expression remained unchanged, he refused to give up, and confronted each other: "There won't be any difference."

"Huh~"

Fang Zhenghao twitched the corners of his mouth, surprisingly not angry, and instead revealed the secret of 'killing the wolf':

"The greedy wolf that the old man got came from the old demon of Montenegro. Yan Dongjun, or in other words, the broken army you got, also came from that old demon.

The same is true of Ma Longtu's Seven Kills. "

"Kill the wolf..."

Yang Yu squinted his eyes slightly. He also had guesses about this information, but Fang Zhenghao would say so, which surprised him a little.

"That old demon made an appointment to fight the prince to break through the cage, and it split and killed the wolf, so naturally...

"so?"

"So, Xue Dilong wants the old man to join forces with Ma Longtu to go to Yanzhou to kill you!"

Fang Zhenghao said coldly.

"Why not?"

Yang prison raised his eyebrows.

"Xue Dilong, a traitor!"

Fang Zhenghao's big sleeves were filled with airflow, and a flash of madness flashed between his eyebrows:

"He doesn't understand Bian Jun, and even underestimates our Fang Zhenghao!"

The wind is blowing~www.readwn.com~ the snow drifts.

"This old man is eighty years old this year, and he has been fighting with the offal outside the customs for more than seventy years! The nine elder brothers of this old man all died outside the customs.

Still want the old man to join forces with them? "

Fang Zhenghao's face flashed cold and mockery:

"You deserve to be killed, but those wolves deserve a thousand cuts!"

The voice reverberated, there was a sound on the ground, and the expressions of many generals who came from a distance to inquire changed, Yang Yu's eyes,

There have also been changes.

"I also underestimated you."

"To kill the wolf, a certain family is determined to win."

The air flow subsided, the sleeve robes calmed down, and Fang Zhenghao's eyes were indifferent:

"If you beat him, I'll kill you again! If you lose, you don't have to thank me to avenge you!"

call!

The cold wind blew, Yang prison nodded, leaving the body of the living dead, only the voice echoed:

\"I'll wait for you to kill!"