The First Cause of All Realms

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There was silence in the empty hall.

"Yang prison him..."

After a long silence, Yu Liang smiled wryly:

"He was clearly hit with the seal of sacrifice, his qi and blood were weakened, and it could be said that the injury was extremely serious. Why is he still like this, so..."

Before coming, he made a lot of preparations, but in the end, it was useless.

"I have to change my words, he is worthy of being the king of the Northwest."

Turning the glass lightly, Wei Zhengxian was stunned, and his heart couldn't help but ripple:

"His power has become..."

Wei Zhengxian himself couldn't tell the emotions surging in his heart at this time, but he couldn't help but think of himself.

He joined the army when he was young. Once upon a time, he was also strong and ruthless, and he was decisive in killing the three armies.

But more than 70 years of military career, but he spent too much energy.

It's not that he is not optimistic about Yang Prison, otherwise he wouldn't be here today, but he has too many burdens, and he really can't gamble.

That is to fight side by side with him, the lives of thousands of comrades...

"General..."

Seemingly aware, Yu Liang couldn't help but feel tight.

"It's about the lives of 300,000 soldiers and civilians in Qingzhou. This old man will not make a hasty decision, just..."

After drinking all the wine in the glass, Wei Zhengxian's mind was swept away:

"It's only a few months away from the end of the year, so why wait?"

......

People always change.

The spirit of the young man will also turn into a sullen mood, and the peerless generals may also look forward to the future.

The former Wei Zhengxian, single-handedly, was outside the Great Wall, but General Wei, who had hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians, could not go his own way.

Once a general is successful, his bones will die, which does not mean that the general will not be sympathetic to his soldiers.

Therefore, Yang Yu had expected Wei Zhengxian's choice.

Just like back then, he had acquiesced in Xiao Zhan's control for the sake of the army and the people of the Heavenly Wolf Pass. At this moment, he will not be desperate.

In fact, even rural peasant women know not to put eggs in one basket.

But understanding is understanding, it does not mean that Yang Prison can accept it.

No matter in the past life or in this life, he always understands one truth, compromise can never solve the fundamental problem.

Putting down the slaughtering knife and accepting aristocratic clans such as the Four Great Families in Qingzhou, his power may now increase several times, or even ten times.

Can you do it later?

Overcorrection must be overcorrected, otherwise, it will be meaningless.

Of course, more importantly, he doesn't care.

Whether it was an aristocratic clan, or Qingzhou Tianlang, he didn't care back then, and now he doesn't care.

"Whoo~"

Spitting out the **** turbid air, the remnants of the book of life and death flashed in Yang Yu's eyes.

The text on it is like a waterfall, flowing and changing endlessly.

Under the seal of sacrifice, his body and mind were severely damaged, but only his will became more refined and pure, and the scraps of the book of life and death were not affected.

Even because of the rise of will, it exerts a more tyrannical magic effect.

Those words like waterfalls and tides are the result of the continuous operation of the remnants of the book of life and death. They are the twenty-nine houses in the three states of the Northwest Road, including the Dingyang Road, who are outstanding people with more than pure qi.

In the past two years, most of his thoughts were on his own cultivation, but it did not prevent him from doing other things.

"Wei Zhengxian, you're getting old."

In the backyard, Yu Jing appeared ghostly under the old tree, pouring himself a drink:

"However, compared to those old guys, it's much better."

"how?"

Yang Prison asked.

These days, Yu Jing can be described as very busy, but it is rare to have the leisure to drink.

"Thanks to you, I don't have many eyes..."

Yu Jing handed over the documents.

The three thin pages contained only more than three hundred names, of which dozens were smeared.

There was a bit of emotion in his tone, Yang Yu took it and looked at it, but he was very satisfied:

"It's better to be short than to waste."

"It's better to be short than to waste, and it makes sense, but it is also the way to govern the country."

After dropping the cup heavily, Yu Jing sighed:

"Little Martial Uncle, I know that you are jealous of evil, especially the aristocratic family, but blindly rejecting it will only be counterproductive..."

After the battle at Dingyang City, Yang Yu was truly famous all over the world, and even in the eyes of many good people, he was already the number one person in the world.

The decapitation knife that has been called for many years has secretly become Yang Wudi.

Of course, this is not without the help of the Northwest Road, which may attract the approval of many people, naturally because his reputation has been too great in recent years.

Retreat Dark Moon, chase and kill Nie Longtian, kill Brahma Ruyi, kill Liansheng's old mother...

This one after another is not only a major event, but a discerning person can even see the terrifying advance in it.

You must know that in the past 100 years, only a few Martial Saints have fallen!

However, what followed was Yang Prison's cleaning and rectification of many large and small families in the territory...

Therefore, with the help of certain forces, after such a major event that shook the world, the number of people who took refuge in the Northwest Road became more and more rare...

"Actually, the world is very big."

"Um?"

Yu Jing looked up.

"The big family seems to be very powerful and seems to be indispensable, but in fact..."

Yang prison blew lightly, and pieces of yellow leaves fell from the luxuriant old tree:

"A few dead branches and rotten leaves, without them, this big tree is still lush and green, and it may grow better in the coming year...

There are thousands of people in the world, how many people are there in the family? "

After a few coughs, Yang Yu didn't explain too much, and didn't want to say too much. He just took out a few ink-colored documents from the mustard space:

"Many people, in fact, only lack one opportunity, one origin..."

Looking at the crushed dead leaves, Yu Jing was slightly startled.

.....

"Boy Yang, you are indeed not the figure of the master. If there is no scrap of the book of life and death, even if you have the power of Xuanba, you will not be able to calm down the world..."

In the empty room, the voice echoed, and the ghosts were also like ghosts, and the mantra man walked out of the locust tree.

"You're always wrong."

Taking out the futon and sitting cross-legged, Yang Prison replied in a serious tone.

"Oh?"

The Daoist Mantra sat erratically. Although he had no entity, his habit was still there.

"You should say, if I didn't have the fruit in my body, I would have died at the hands of my Liansheng mother that day, and if I couldn't have the treasure in my body, I would have died at the hands of Brahma Ruyi earlier...

Even, if I hadn't been adopted by the old man, I would have died of starvation outside the city of Montenegro..."

After wiping the blood that spilled from his nose and mouth from time to time, Yang Yu's expression remained unchanged, very calm:

"How can there be so many ifs in the world?"

Of course, it wasn't the first time he heard someone say something like that, but there was no turbulence in his heart.

He never thought of what if, the reality is that he really has it, and can indeed do it.

that's enough.

"That's true."

Hearing this, the Daoist Mantra could not help but be dumbfounded, and immediately laughed:

"That kid Yu also said that you don't know how to make the most of everything. According to the old saying, you really know how to make the most of everything."

"However, the old man is still curious. If there are no fragments of the book of life and death, will you accept those aristocratic clansmen? Or is it still the same as today, and fight them all out?"

"Without the physical ties, you are full of childlike innocence, and you are curious about everything..."

Yang Prison shook his head helplessly:

"If it's what you said, if you see me today, naturally you won't be in this northwest city."

"Ha ha!"

The old man was startled when he heard the words, and immediately laughed:

"You kid is really..."

After joking for a while, Yang Prison got back to business:

"You are old and knowledgeable, but don't know what you think about "destiny"?"

"Fate?"

The Daoist Mantra pondered slightly:

"The so-called destiny, for Laodao, is the summary of the achievements of one's life, one-third of the fate of heaven, and seven of the fate of man."

In the rivers and lakes, there is never a shortage of secret techniques and Taoism techniques.

It's just that there was a shortage of spirit and soul, and both qi and blood were depleted, so it was impossible to use it.

But for all kinds of truths, he naturally comes at his fingertips.

After talking for more than half a month, Yang Yu listened, compared what he knew and grasped, nodded secretly, and asked:

"Is there anyone who has no fate?"

"impossible!"

The man of truth never thought about it:

"The number of people's lives is the sum of the encounters in one's life, including those that have already happened in the first half of life, and those that have not happened in the second half of life.

Even a baby has a destiny! If you want to have no fate, you must have neither the past nor the future, no luck, and no luck. Unless they are dead, how can such people come in the world? "

Old Dao shook his head again and again.

Destiny is like a person's heel, it is the origin, it is also the achievement, it is the hard work of the day after tomorrow, and it is also born.

unless.....

While speaking, Lao Dao suddenly remembered a possibility:

"Unless he..."

"From the sky!"

Lao Dao came back to his senses and was slightly moved:

"Could it be you?"

"good."

Yang Prison nodded, without concealing:

"Before there was an innumerable number of people who spied on me in the city, I didn't care too much at that time, but later I found out that there is more than one person like this..."

In a place in the northwest, there are more than ten thousand people, and even if he has the will of Martial Saint, it is impossible to read the number of their lives.

But when he is alert and searches for it, such people will naturally not be able to escape his induction.

There is no name on the life and death book, but it is more eye-catching than anything.

"Could it be that it's really a foreigner?"

The Taoist man was astonished:

"It is said in ancient times that there is a sky outside the sky, and Taoism has its own words. Before ancient times, there were great magical powers who escaped and broke through the world, and traversed the universe...

But the sky has not yet come, and the world of the sea has not yet opened...

"Perhaps the sky outside the sky has already ushered in the change of the sky?"

Yang Yu's eyes were dim.

"It's not impossible..."

Daoist Mantra couldn't help but move, got up erratically, paced back and forth in the house, recalling the Taoist records, the old woman once said to herself, her heart couldn't help throbbing:

"Could it be that the sky has changed, the real one is coming? That's true, that's true..."

"perhaps....."

Wiping away the blood that overflowed from the corners of his eyes, Yang Yu thought:

"It's about this time, but you can go and meet these "foreign visitors"..."

"It's inconvenient to startle the snake at this time, but UU reading www.uukanshu.com..."

With sadness flashing in his eyes, the Taoist mantra sighed:

"This matter is not easy."

"Not necessarily."

There was still blood in the light cough, Yang Yu slowly spread out his palm, and a faint ray of light rose up, the light seemed to be illusory.

But under the watchful eyes of the Taoist mantra, at a slow and firm speed, the limbs and trunk, and even the five senses and meridians, were born.

Gradually, from virtual to real!

This is,

"The foundation of human beings!"

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