The First Cause of All Realms

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The whole inn trembled.

The sudden burst of strength almost shattered the entire inn, and I don't know how many guests fled in horror, thinking that the earth dragon had turned over.

"Old pig dog!"

Raising his eyebrows suddenly, Yang Yu hardly restrained his anger.

In the book of life and death, the words are vague, all the people and things that do not happen in the Northwest Road are ignored, but the only words that appear have stirred up his anger.

For the Daojun emperor who has not been in court for more than 20 years, his perception has always been extremely poor.

But no matter how he thought about it, he never expected that the dignified and dignified person would actually be so cruel.

Seeing Yang Yu making such a big move, Huang Sixiang's face turned pale:

"Miss her, could it be..."

"nothing……"

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the surging anger, Yang Yu's face was already very ugly.

After anger, it is sadness.

Pity Xu Wenji, who is loyal to the state of the country, and is about to die. He has to raise his flag to fight against aliens, welcome the emperor and return to the court, but he ends up dying, and his only granddaughter is sent to the aliens.

"Then who are you?"

Huang Sixiang's eyelids twitched wildly.

The moment Yang Yu's qi leaked out, he almost thought that the sky was collapsing. Such a breath, such a spirit, was simply appalling.

Shaking his head, he didn't explain, Yang Yu focused on his hand, accompanied by a scorching heat wave, a golden silkworm the thickness of a thumb jumped out of his fingertips, and water droplets fell into Xu Xiuxiu's arm.

"Hundred Poison Golden Silkworm Gu?!"

Huang Sixiang's body trembled, and he saw the golden silkworm wandering around his young lady's body like a thread. After a while, he jumped back into Yang Yu's palm and disappeared.

But he left a wisp of gray-black aura on his fingertips.

"Sure enough..."

Yang Yu's heart froze, and as the gray-black qi left his body, the two characters in Xu Xiuxiu's state also disappeared, and the crisis turned to safety.

"This is?"

Seeing the young lady whose complexion improved greatly after the gray gas left the body, Huang Sixiang's eyes widened.

"Plague."

The real gang surging between the five fingers shrouded this wisp of aura, and Yang Prison's face sank like water.

"Plague?!"

Huang Sixiang broke out in a cold sweat: "We almost never met anyone on the way, and we never ate game, how could we be infected with the plague?"

It snowed heavily in the middle of winter, and there were almost no people in the wilderness. Under the heavy snow year after year, the beasts flocked to the deep mountains. In the wilderness, there were at most a few wild dogs.

Plague, there must be a source, right?

"The source has not been found yet."

Yang Prison shook his head.

The Northwest Road has a vast territory, with three prefectures and twenty-nine prefectures, more than a thousand counties, countless villages, and a population of more than ten million.

Even if he was holding the book of life and death, he couldn't sense hundreds of millions of people at the same time, so he had to come to Yanzhou first. The source of the plague was Yanzhou.

"That lady?"

"Xiuxiu's constitution is weak, so she can't eat raw and cold water anymore. There is no cure for this plague at this moment. Once infected, it is extremely difficult to remove."

Yang Prison sighed.

This little girl had a really hard life. She lost her parents when she was young, and her pure yin constitution was not nourished by any precious medicine. Instead, she became a burden, causing all kinds of diseases.

The only grandfather gathered less and separated more, separated after a short distance, and was finally given to the alien...

"Thank you."

Huang Sixiang bowed for a long time, his sleeves hanging down:

"If it wasn't for you to come to the rescue, I'm afraid today is..."

Yang Yu picked him up and said sternly:

"When Xiuxiu gets better, take her to the Northwest Road City. As for Mr. Xu, with Mr. Wang there, you don't need to worry too much about her safety..."

The latter nodded again and again.

Running all the way, Huang Sixiang was also very tired. Yang Yu could see that he didn't stay for a long time. After explaining a few words, he got up and said goodbye.

When he got to the door, Yang Prison's eyes appeared what he saw in the book of life and death before.

"Emperor Qianheng has at least two magical tools in his arms, and there are many masters around him, and he himself must not be an ordinary person..."

Sitting on the world for 400 years, the power of the imperial court is very strong, very people can imagine.

If you capture yourself, you will be able to use Yun Ni and Nie Longtian, two top experts, and Emperor Qianheng will not be without expert protection.

Holding a magic weapon, being in the army, and being protected by a master, under such circumstances, there are not many people in the world who can hurt others.

To be able to rob it...

"The old demon of Montenegro? Or..."

"Where was it broken? Blocking the mountain, or Sirius, or..."

Yang Yu frowned in his heart.

What he saw on the pages was limited, and for a while, it was difficult for him to distinguish.

But from it, he can guess that this time Sirius committed the border, it is not just that the slaves of the small tribe can't survive.

The three heroes of Long Yuan are all veterans in the army. Under the guidance of Henry Zhang, everyone is in a military situation. Among the ten thousand armies, they are by no means comparable to the great masters.

It is impossible to break the level with just a few small tribes.

I'm afraid behind this...

At this time, the sound of horse hooves also came from outside the city, and Jiang Wu and Fang Ada hurried over with a team of knights.

Behind him, there were four people on horseback, but it was Shen An and the others.

"Master Yang."

Jiang Wu got off his horse, looked around, and stepped forward quickly.

"I don't know where these people came from. Their martial arts skills are extremely high. If I hadn't hidden this hand to blow my breath, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take them down."

"Brother Jiang is good at martial arts, and even the commander of Yunzhou Jinyiwei has put it in your hands."

Glancing at the drowsy Shen An and others, Yang Yu was not too surprised.

Although Jiang Wu's 'qi blowing supernatural power' is only at the first level, even the great master has to shake it for a while, and those below the master will faint immediately.

Although Shen An's martial arts are higher than his, it is not surprising that he was captured alive without any precautions.

After all, Yan Dongjun almost fell into his hands back then.

"The commander of Yunzhou Jinyiwei? It's no wonder that he is so tough, so he is still a big man..."

With that said, Jiang returned fivefold, and with a few 'clicks', he removed the joints of his hands and feet, and then he clapped his hands and felt relieved:

"However, whoever you are, don't even think about running away if you plant it in my hands! Yanzhou is in a state of ruin, and I'm in short supply of experts who can open up mountains and rocks and build canals and wasteland!"

Yang Yu was dumbfounded.

Through the book of life and death, he naturally knew the changes in Yanzhou in the past three years.

Jiang Wu was born in the rivers and lakes, but he doesn't have the air of the rivers and lakes. On the contrary, he has the demeanor of a cruel official. In the past three years, he has suppressed bandits for thousands of miles and suppressed the local martial arts.

I don't know how many mountain bandits are strong, and the unscrupulous warriors were shackled by him, forcing them to open mountains and break rocks, repair canals for mining.

Martial Artists have strong energy and blood, and doing this kind of hard work is really worth a hundred...

"The county is sealed off, and no one is allowed to enter or leave for the time being."

Yang Prison ordered.

"Is there a plague here too?"

Jiang Wu was taken aback and did not dare to neglect, and immediately led someone to block off Pingshui County.

After three years of hard work, Fang A-da is not as timid as before. Having acquired the 'Blowing Spirit Seed', he has quite the demeanor of a teacher.

But this is, its purple life was triggered in advance.

Purple life is the manifestation of luck, achievement, and xinxing, not just potential.

The will of God is favored, humanity is precious, and those who have a purple destiny may not be extremely talented, but they must be trend-setters.

Qin Lihu is like this, Jiang Wu is like this, Fang Ada is like this.

If it weren't for the book of life and death, who would have seen that Fang A-da, who looked dull, was the first strong general to break Wanlong City in four hundred years in his original trajectory.

"Plague..."

At the window of the inn, Yang Yu opened his palm, and a hundred poisonous golden silkworm Gu appeared.

This poisonous insect, which was obtained from the hundred poisonous old man in the southern border, gradually lost its toxicity in his body for many years, and became a tool silkworm for his purification of qi and blood.

After years and months, it has become somewhat miraculous. This time, I came to Yanzhou to deal with the plague. Apart from Qin Si, only this little worm can absorb the plague.

Phew!

The golden silkworm opened its mouth and spit out dozens or hundreds of gray-black blasts.

Although it is said that there will be a major epidemic after a major disaster, in the past three years, although the Northwest Road has suffered disasters, the casualties are far less than during the war.

In addition, Yu Jing realized this more than two years ago, and conveyed the post-disaster cleaning to the Twenty-Nine Prefectures of the Three States.

Especially Yanzhou, as the first city he captured, three years later, he has already recovered his vitality, which is a bit better than before the battle.

Even if there is a plague, it seems that it should not start from Yanzhou City...

And the fact is exactly like this. The gray-black gas forced out from the patient's body has a faint and strange aura.

Not like a plague, but more like a plague.

The difference in one word is actually two completely different things. The plague comes from Taoism and supernatural powers.

In other words, this wisp of plague most likely came from the master of supernatural powers.

"Yes or no……"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yu closed his eyes, opened them again, his eyebrows were half-open, and his hair was faintly urging, staring to capture the strange aura that was vaguely present on the plague.

The blood-changing warrior, after opening the entrance, the three elements of essence, qi and spirit are unified, and they can capture the invisible qi in the dark, use it to track, and call a thousand miles to lock the soul.

Yang Prison had mastered this method many years ago, but at this time, what he used was more subtle than the Thousand Miles Locking Soul.

Based on the passage of seclusion, with the eyes of heaven, I want to find the real source of the plague from this breath.

hum!

The complicated air machine is unfolding in front of you.

Yang Prison was familiar with the road, picked up one of the strands, and when he thought about it, various scenes appeared in front of him.

It was a young man with a disheveled face. After another turn, it was an old woman who was coughing again and again. The scene changed several times, which was the sequence of the transmission of the plague.

Unfortunately, after nine times, the scene disappeared.

"Tracing the source nine times is the limit..."

Yang Yu thought to himself.

The manpower is sometimes poor, and there is a limit to the combination of the two-layered seclusion and the eyes of the sky. However, he is not disappointed. It is naturally impossible for these dozens or hundreds of plagues to spread more than ten times.

Next, Yang Prison checked one by one, and after more than half an hour, his eyes suddenly condensed.

"Got you……"

……

……

"Ding An Road..."

Under the flickering candle, Yu Lingxian muttered to herself, deciphering the secret letter.

This letter came from Ding'an Road. It was delivered by Feng Wushuang through a very secret channel. It was written in cipher text that the two discussed before they parted ways last time.

"Ding'an Dao? Li Chuang? Four of the nine elders are here, and they have gathered three elites. They want to choose the opportunity to take the Ding'an Dao..."

Yu Lingxian murmured in her heart.

Feng Wushuang was sent to Ding'an Road by the old witch, to assist a young man named Li Chuang, to unite the forces of the Liansheng sect of the three nearby roads, with the intention of Ding'an Road.

According to what was said in the letter, it seems that two lands of the Seventeen Houses have been secretly controlled.

"Is something going on again?"

Yu Lingxian was stunned, there was no surprise or joy, only deep exhaustion.

Lianshengjiao has always been committed to subverting the imperial court and building a world without war, oppression, and pain in its teachings.

She didn't know how many uprisings had been planned by the church in the past three thousand years, but without exception, all of them failed.

Even if it was more than 400 years ago, the one that came closest to success finally failed when Zhang Yuanzhu fought against the enemy.

"Then who is Li Chuang, who is so trusted by her that he dispatched the four elders, Senior Sister Feng Wushuang to assist..."

She was about to pick up a pen to write when suddenly, she heard a low sound in the night.

"Um?!"

Yu Lingxian reacted very quickly, immediately destroyed the letter, blew out the candle, and went out quietly, when she heard an old voice from the front hall:

"Where is the person in charge here?"

who? !

Yu Lingxian's mind just came up with a thought when she heard the strong wind howling, and two figures, one tall and one short, had already appeared on the eaves.

"Liansheng teaches the Holy Maiden?"

The tall and thin old man has a hoarse voice:

"Do you recognize the two old husbands?"

"You are……"

Yu Lingxian was like a formidable enemy, her eyes swept over the two of them, and her heart was shocked:

"Two Demons of Wind and Fire! You guys, are you still alive?!"

The tall one was thin and the short one was fat. One was wearing a blue robe and the other was wearing a dark red robe. The two had such distinctive features that she could naturally recognize them.

This is the outer door Dharma protector from the sect more than 60 years ago...

However, before Jiazi, Henry Zhang once attacked the main altar of the Liansheng Sect, and the Xuanjia Jingqi swept across three Kyushus, and the two of them, together with the Fenghuomen where they were located, were completely trampled down.

"Damn talk!"

The chubby old man's face sank:

"If you die, the old man will not die either!"

"Junior made a blunder, please don't blame the senior."

Yu Lingxian's heart was slightly tight, but her face remained calm:

"Actually, the two seniors have been gone for more than 60 years, and there is no name on the teaching roster..."

"That's it!"

The tall and thin old man waved his hand:

"Go, call everyone in the helm, the old man has something for you to do."

"Yes."

Yu Lingxian frowned slightly, but nodded and ordered to go on.

Not long after, the lights in the front hall were lit up~www.readwn.com~ and the table was set up.

At the end, they each swallowed a few pills, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Yanzhou branch has one helmsman, two deputy helmsmen, thirteen preachers, and three hundred members of the congregation, all waiting outside the hall..."

Yu Lingxian lowered her eyes:

"I don't know the two seniors, what are your orders?"

"Why are there only these people?"

The tall and thin old man shook his green robe and frowned:

"I remember, before Jiazi, there were rules in the teaching. One prefecture has more than 600 people, and one state has 3,000 people. Yanzhou is also a big state. How come there are only 300 people?"

Just as Yu Lingxian was about to explain, her heart skipped a beat when she heard a familiar voice from outside the door: "Of course there are more than 300 people..."

Before he finished speaking, the visitor had already walked to the door.

"You are?"

Looking at the young man in Xuanfu with a black knife, the chubby old man couldn't help but light up:

"You are very light and skilled, are you the helmsman of Yanzhou?"

"no."

Hearing the answer, the chunky old man immediately frowned, and his tone also seemed impatient:

"Then you are..."

boom!

Before he said anything else, he heard a loud noise behind him. The tall and thin old man had already broken through the wall, and the voice was hurried and panicked:

"Run away, he is the king of the Northwest!"

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