The First Cause of All Realms

Chapter 656 The Bullhead!

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hum~

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Quiet and quiet, endless, this is the trace of the sea of ​​laws in the depths of the soul of the master of supernatural powers.

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Here, you can see the rising and falling of the sea of ​​stars, and the stars in the inner circle, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

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In Yang Prison's induction, that one, with the aura of Kui Xing, but the specious 'star', lit up little by little.

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The difficulty of the third step of enlightenment lies in finding it, not in burning it, because the rank map and the life map are two aspects of one body, and the first step for any supernatural master to obtain the fruit of the Tao is already preparing for this moment.

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"If you want to gain your position, you must first accept its weight."

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At this moment, Yang Yu felt enlightened in his heart.

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Dao fruit is the quintessence of heaven and earth, and the crystallization of the convergence of laws. If people want to obtain the weight of Dao fruit, they must move closer to it.

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Just like Kuixing, chasing ghosts and subduing demons is the vocation. If the master of supernatural powers wants to advance to Kuixing's position, he must perform his vocation.

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huh~

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Yang Yu's thoughts arose, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

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Zijin swallowing evil treasure gourd has never been as busy as it is today. Walking past the Shili Cemetery, it was already full of ghosts and ghosts.

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With the action, the light on the life map became more and more bright, and finally, at a certain moment, it reached a critical point.

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Boom!

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In the gloom, the stars shone brightly, and in an instant, even the sea of ​​​​stars disappeared with its radiance and existence.

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The endless stream of starlight flows down, among them, most of them are the experience and experience of the supernatural power masters of the 'Heaven and Earth' Erkui Xing about their own supernatural powers and rank.

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Although it only stopped before the ten capitals, it was still extremely complicated and could not be digested for a while.

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However, as the stars flowed, he gradually understood, and he knew the secret of the last step of the four steps to becoming a fairy.

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The sky above is conjunct, and the underworld is conjunct.

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The leader of the extreme way, the leader of the second leader of the heaven and earth, but beyond the two.

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And if you want to refine this rank, you must gather the leaders of the 'Second Masters of Heaven and Earth'...

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"Yang, Daxia Yang..."

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Suddenly, a weak and timid voice, but with a faint hope, drifted down the wind.

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"Um?"

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Yang Yu returned to his senses.

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In the cloudy wind, not far away, behind an earthen tomb that was so simple that there was not much money for tombstones, incense and candles, there was an old woman's soul, timidly sticking her head out.

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With this call, she did not know how much courage she mustered. After calling, she curled up again, shivering in the dark mist.

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"Old man, do you recognize me?"

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Yang Yu was a little surprised.

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Insomnia due to death, he has seen a lot of them, but all of them are great master-level figures with three elements in one. The old woman was obviously an ordinary person.

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Moreover, it is an ordinary person from a very poor family. No matter how many tombs are located in a radius, at least there is a stele. If there is no stone stele, at least a wooden stele must be erected.

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As far as she is, she is a small bag of dirt, but it can be seen from the little paper money on the tomb that she is not a ghost.

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"Really, it's really Daxia Yang!"

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Hearing the response, the old woman behind the earthen tomb was surprised and delighted, walked out of the earthen tomb, and bowed down in tears:

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"Old woman Wang Li, a few years ago, you came to Yanzhou City to quell the chaos, donated porridge, and saved the old woman's life. How could the old woman not recognize you?"

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Recognizing Yang Prison, the old woman's fear dissipated, and she thanked her with great gratitude and bowed down again and again.

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"Yang is ashamed, it's late."

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Picking up the old woman, Yang Yu sighed in his heart.

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Behind the nearly 40,000 solitary graves, there are nearly 40,000 broken families. In the past two months, the crying has been cut off in and out of Yanzhou City.

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He couldn't help but feel extremely murderous towards the messenger behind the scenes.

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"God wants to take our lives, who can do anything?"

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The old woman wept bitterly:

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"Only have pity on my son. Since then, I have been alone in the world, without any support..."

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"Old man, your son..."

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While speaking, Yang Yu subconsciously sensed the book of life and death, and on it, the life of the old woman also appeared.

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He believed that the old woman's son was so poor that he couldn't afford to buy a tombstone after the old woman died. Who would have guessed that her son was actually a rich family...

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"The old woman's son is a promising one. When he was a child, he became an apprentice for others. After decades, he has practiced good cooking skills. Now, he is the shopkeeper of the 'Baiwei Lou' facing the street..."

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When it comes to her son, the old woman's spirit is a little better.

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In the chatter, there is excitement, sadness, memories, and more, but still misses.

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The family is poor, and they gather less and leave more. They are called apprentices. They are actually prostitutes.

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"Yanzhou City is crowded with people, and souls are hard to come by..."

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After thinking for a while, Yang Yu called out the ghost baby and asked him to find a locust tree heart where the soul could live, but he didn't want the old woman to wave her hands again and again and then return to the tomb.

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Not long after, the earthen tomb cracked, and the old woman laboriously brought out a silk towel:

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"Dr. Yang, this silk scarf was left by the old woman's husband. She never left her body for decades. After her death, she lived in it..."

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"This silk towel?"

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Gui Ying took a step back in shock: "A Pang's breath?!"

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"Abang?"

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After thinking about it for a while, Yang Yu realized it, and a stream of light appeared in his eyes.

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【Ingredients: Beef Tau Abang's Skin】

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[Level: Jiuyao (below)]

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[Quality: Inferior (Top)]

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[Evaluation: The ghosts and gods of the Yin Division are dead and ghostly, and the bullhead Abang, who is on duty at one of the Yinsi pastures, failed to ascend to the throne of "Yan Luo" in the last calamity. He died in the pasture. When he died, the blood of the gods dried up, and all his souls were destroyed, leaving only one skin]

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[Refining available: the god-species 'Bull Demon', the true shape of the ghostly magic weapon 'Soul Shattering Fork'...etc.]

[The cauldron of gluttony has insufficient energy storage and cannot be refined]

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Bull-headed Abong? !

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Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

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According to ancient legends, there are eight great soul-sucking messengers in the underworld, and Niutou Abang is one of them. In terms of job title, Niutou seems to be far worse than the judge.

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But this is only a ghost duty. The judge has the right to hold the book of life and death, and his status is respected, and Niutou Abang, according to legend, is the general who guards the gate of hell.

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His prestige spread throughout the yin and yang worlds, and he was by no means an easy-going person.

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Moreover, it is only known from the records on it that this bull-headed Abang seems to have the qualifications to be promoted to Yan Jun, and from the rank of the ingredients, it can be seen that if it is not for the end of the robbery, he can almost succeed.

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This is no small matter.

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As far as he knows, in the underworld, the Great Emperor Fengdu is the leader, and his people are in charge of the six realms of reincarnation and the life and death of all living beings. Even in the ancient years, they were all giants of the world.

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It governs the three major rulers, the five ghost emperors, and the ten major kings of hell.

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This Abong...

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"This is also possible? Master, your luck is getting better and better!"

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The ghost baby's nose twitched, and his eyes were a little red.

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As a kid, he is very sensitive to the breath of ghosts and gods. Although the breath on this silk page is so thin that it is impossible to detect it if you don't get close.

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However, I can still vaguely perceive that the breath of A Pang on it is very high in nature.

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"Master Yang, do you recognize this silk book?"

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Glancing at the ghost baby in horror, the old woman did not hesitate, and directly handed the silk book to Yang Prison:

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"During her lifetime, the old lady received your kindness, and she was worried that she could not repay it. If you don't dislike it, I will give you this silk book..."

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"I just ask you to walk for me and tell the old woman's son that under the locust tree in the small courtyard, there is a gold bracelet that the old woman bought when she got married, and let him open it and make a pair of jewelry for his daughter-in-law..."

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"You still keep this silk book by yourself. Yang only takes a ray of spirit from it, and it won't prevent you from saving your life..."

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With the touch of a finger, Yang Prison will return the silk book to the old woman:

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"As for your son, you should tell him yourself..."

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"Why, how do you say it? A stranger, you can't see the old woman..."

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The old woman was a little helpless.

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"A dream."

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…

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…

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The night is quiet and the sky is full of stars.

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In Yanzhou City after the curfew, cries were heard from time to time. Facing the street, Wang Liu, who was half asleep, gradually fell asleep listening to the cries.

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In the dream, he seemed to have returned to the past.

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Before I could remember, my father had already gone out and spread the word, leaving only the mother and the two to depend on each other, but this world is difficult, orphans and widows, how can there be any way to survive?

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As soon as his father left in 1989, there was no news, and his family was deceived by various means. As a last resort, he was sent by his mother to a tavern as an apprentice.

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That was the beginning of his decades of nightmares.

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Craftsmanship is the foundation of life. How can it be easy to learn people's skills?

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When washing his feet and pouring water into the urinal, when washing clothes and catching lice, he beat his shoulders and backs and rubbed his thighs.

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If that was the case, he would endure it.

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But the ugly, unmarried chef in his fifties has long ago distorted his mind, making him…

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He still remembered that he went home crying, but was sent back humbly by his mother...

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"Mother, do you think the child can't stand being beaten and scolded..."

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In his sleep, Wang Liu burst into tears without realizing it.

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When he woke up from the dream, he was still in tears. In the tears, he seemed to see his old mother who had been dead for many days.

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She wept:

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"Mother didn't know that you suffered such grievances, it was mother's fault, mother's fault..."

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"Mother, your daughter-in-law is carrying the baby, outside, outside..."

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The mother and son hugged each other and cried.

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Outside the paper window, in the bright moonlight, under the locust tree, Yang Yu watched quietly.

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Mrs. Wang Li, even after his death, still could not forget his son, but Wang Liu, who was in great pain, had already forgiven his mother, otherwise, he would not have moved back to the old yard alone.

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"Is this a dream?"

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The ghost baby looked at it curiously.

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Folklore, UU reading www. uukanshu.com has many ghosts and dreams, but in fact, most ghosts and ghosts are impossible to do.

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Ghosts and people are like fire and water, and if they forcibly approach, they will only lose both.

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Yang Yu paid no attention to him. He was distracted from maintaining Wang Li's dream, and he was distracted by the newly acquired 'ingredients'.

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When he got to his current state, many things that were inconceivable to ordinary people, he could easily do.

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To dream, the same is true.

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If it is said that the unity of man and nature is to use one's own spirit to find the context and frequency that suits oneself in the vast world.

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To dream is that the spirits of the two of them resonate at a certain level.

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In the rivers and lakes, what kind of 'Soul Destroyer', 'Soul-moving Dafa' and 'Charming Technique' are rooted in this principle.

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"Let's go."

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At a certain moment, Yang Prison turned around.

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"Master, buried under this locust tree, I'm afraid it's not just a golden bracelet, maybe the fruit of the ox's head..."

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Yang Yu paused in his footsteps, his sleeves were wide open, and he rolled the ghost baby back:

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"The ritual of the bull's head, you and I can't afford it..."

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Today, I went out to play with my wife and children. It was really hard to code words in the hotel. Today is only one chapter. Sorry everyone, I will make up for it later, not painting cakes.

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