The First Cause of All Realms

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There seemed to be a cold wind blowing, and the grass swayed.

Under the dusk, Yang Yu's eyes narrowed violently.

In a trance, the dream returned to Jishan, as if he had once again seen the unparalleled military general who crossed the wind and the red clouds, held the phoenix wings and gilded the golden trumpet, and led eight thousand mysterious armors.

In less than a moment, he had already regained his senses, but there was nowhere in front of him the unparalleled general, only the unremarkable old man who looked like an old peasant, with white temples and a frosty face.

"Since ancient times, beautiful people are like famous generals, and white heads are not allowed to be seen in the world..."

For no reason, this thought popped up in Yang Yu's heart, and was immediately dismissed by him, because the old man who seemed to be in his twilight years was pressing down on the whole world.

"what!"

The ghost baby screamed, almost fainted from fright, he only felt that the world was spinning, and in less than an instant, he had been pinched in the most terrifying palm in the world.

Yang Yu's heart froze, he was on high alert, but he didn't notice it at all, as if the ghost baby was already in his hand...

"Taoism, five ghosts transporting."

Playing with the ghost baby with one hand, Henry Zhang waved his hand, motioning for Yang Yu to sit down, the latter's eyes flickered, but he did not refuse, and sat calmly by the bonfire.

"Is this the first time you and I have met?"

The vicissitudes of the years have left deep marks on his face, but those eyes are as deep as the sea and have the power to penetrate the heart.

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count."

The bonfire blown by the breeze could not be extinguished, and Yang Prison swept the light from the corner of his heart. He couldn't help but be shocked. As Lu Qingting said, there is really no shadow behind him...

"In just over ten years, you have done great things. You are far away in Linlong Road, and the old man has heard of your name."

Relying on the venison seriously, Henry Zhang let go of the ghost baby and let it go.

"Qingzhou Yang Prison? Now, it's the Northwest King, Yang Prison, right?"

He looked at him with a half-smile, and Yang Yu couldn't help but groan in his heart.

If it hadn't been polished for many years and the state of mind had been cultivated enough, I'm afraid that this question would immediately prompt Jin Jiao Scissors...

However, contrary to his expectations, this one seemed to just say something casually, and didn't even care about his identity, so he carefully roasted the venison instead.

"You are here outside the gate to..."

Yang Yu thought about it, and was a little unsure.

In the short period of time, he opened his eyes, moved his eyes, and was highly concentrated, observing all the subtle expressions of the King Zhao of the West Palace in front of him.

Unfortunately, no matter what method he used, he could not grasp the slightest emotion and heart of the person in front of him.

"Of course not to arrest you."

Henry Zhang understood his thoughts in his heart, but he didn't care much, and lowered his head to play with the venison:

"The world is like this, rebel, just rebel."

"This…"

This answer was far beyond Yang Prison's expectations.

As the first king of the Ming Dynasty, to be the pillar of the country that overwhelmed the first generation, this attitude is not quite right...

Is it because of the sky and the earth?

Or a true speaker?

Yang Yu became more and more uncertain: "Why don't you ask me why I rebelled?"

"What's the point?"

Henry Zhang sighed slightly:

"Three thousand years from ancient times to the present, over and over again, it's just a 'rebellion history'... The old man asked you how to rebel, and you asked the Taizu why he rebelled. Isn't the old man speechless?"

"…"

Yang Prison almost choked, and immediately decided to shut up.

Even with more than ten years of hard work, he doesn't think he can speak to this old guy. Of course, he can't beat him...

"When I was young, I was paranoid, and as I got older, I gradually started to think about it."

Adding firewood at will, the bonfire 'crackled' exploded, Henry Zhang tore off a deer leg and handed it over:

"This world, after all, is not the world of one family. If you can't do it yourself, why should you be addicted to power and love..."

Hesitating slightly, Yang Yu took the deer leg without shyness, and took a bite.

"how is the taste?"

"puff!"

Without giving face, he spit out the blood-stained venison: "Your skills are not very good, **** thorns..."

"yes?"

Henry Zhang also took a bite and chewed it twice:

"The old man thinks it's okay."

When it comes to food, Yang Prison is not too picky, but he can't stand Ru Mao drinking blood, so he immediately took the venison and started to roast it.

In the distance, behind a big tree, the ghost baby was still in shock, looking at the two people who were chatting happily, and it was really hard to understand.

"How can the master talk to him?!"

He was a little frightened, a little dazed, and more, still unbelievable.

To him, this scene looked like catching a ghost, sitting with the ghost king, talking happily, how to see it, how weird.

He had the heart to step forward to remind him, but after hesitating for a while, he still backed away, really, scared...

A deer is not enough for two people to stick between their teeth. After a while, there are only bones left on the ground.

"Your craftsmanship is stronger than this old man."

The grease on his hands dripped like water without leaving a trace, Henry Zhang was satisfied, he patted his stomach lightly and asked:

"What kind of person do you think the old man is?"

"The Monument of Martial Arts, the supreme master who was born with the birth of martial arts, has only a few people who can compare it through the ages..."

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Naturally, he wasn't boasting, because it was a fact.

He is as strong as a man of truth, and he is not stingy when he mentions this, even if it is a sloppy Daoist in the fairyland, everyone is agitated when he hears it.

Such a person deserves any praise.

Adding firewood at will, Henry Zhang's expression remained unchanged, and continued to ask:

"What about martial arts?"

"Excluding martial arts..."

Yang Yu was stunned, seeing his calm expression, as if waiting, before he said:

"Linlong together, no wars, no strong bandits for more than 70 years, the people live and work in peace and contentment, all industries are prosperous, and the prosperity is comparable to the seven states in the south of the Yangtze River.

At this point, Yang Yu paused slightly before saying:

"Unfortunately, all of this is limited to Linlong and cannot benefit the world, and the chosen monarch is poor in the world, oppressing the Quartet, forcing the world to rebel..."

When it comes to Emperor Qianheng, the expressions of the two have changed. Yang Yu is undisguised in disgust, while Henry Zhang sighs.

"Having the position of taking the world, not taking it, having the ability to pacify the world, not doing anything, having the power to revolutionize the world and rebuilding the universe, but it is tied...

Outside of martial arts, he is too indecisive. "

indecisive!

If such an evaluation spreads out, it will definitely shake the world, and it will attract countless people to scoff at it.

Henry Zhang has experienced hundreds of battles in his life and killed countless people. Among them, there are many famous people all over the world, and Daming Jianghu has been depressed for decades.

"Oh?"

Henry Zhang was slightly startled.

In the world, countless people hated him, respected him, feared him, feared him, and they all scold him, but only no one judged him as "indecisive".

Couldn't help but chuckle.

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