The First Cause of All Realms

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There seemed to be thunder across the sky, and the mountains were all white.

The wind and rain that scattered the mountains seemed a little insignificant at this moment, inside and outside the valley, as if there was a moment of silence.

The old man in Minoyi stood by the wind, raised his eyes slightly, and in the night rain, he saw the light in his eyes.

He has survived for thousands of years, and even though he has been avoiding these two immortals for nearly half of the time, he has experienced as much in his life as ordinary people can't imagine.

But at this moment, his heart couldn't help but tremble. In a trance, he only felt that a pair of sun and moon rose from the night rain mountain, the heat was not seen, and the light was so intense that it already filled the mountains.

"As far as Hanyue is concerned, it really isn't bad!"

Zhang Dong's heart was relieved, but he couldn't help sighing:

"It's true that there are talented people in the country!"

Looking at the young swordsman pacing in the rainy night, Zhang Dong's mind was extremely complicated.

Compared with these two old monsters in the mountain, he has not had a good time in the past thousand years.

More than a thousand years ago, when he was not yet able to achieve his Taoism, he was suppressed by a mad monk, and his senior brother exchanged his life for his life, almost desperately dying.

If it weren't for the magical powers of protecting the body, he would have died immediately. Even so, he was still half-life and half-dead for hundreds of years.

And when he regained consciousness from his slumber, he was the one who invited the Daoist to start a sect and make great achievements.

When he went to challenge under a pseudonym, and was almost beaten to death on Hanging Mountain, he also put out his thoughts of becoming an enemy.

His supernatural powers have no ability to kill, but they are used to protect the body and prolong life.

But what he didn't expect was that the old guy actually lived for more than 600 years as a mortal by virtue of his boy skills.

When he finally died and met the Daoist, he discovered this old monster in Dayan Mountain.

No, it's both ends.

Huhu~

The diffused energy blew the mist in the Dayan Mountains.

"Om~~!"

Walking slowly in the rainy night, Yang Prison's divine will spread, and the whole person seemed to be in harmony with the night rain and the mountains.

From a distance of more than ten miles, he had already seen the old man in the scorpion, the fenced courtyard he had seen many years ago when he was refining ingredients.

And, the old marriage in black and the burly golden Buddha before and after the courtyard.

Not only in the mountain, but Feng Wushuang outside the mountain, the goshawk in the night sky, Mu Qingliu on the mountain top not far away, and many people hiding in secret, all caught his eye.

In his eyes, the white fog that filled the mountains was almost non-existent.

In the end, his divine will subsided, and he landed on the fine gold Buddha statue in the valley.

"Lu Chen?"

Yang prison raised his eyebrows:

"It seems that Yang did not come at the right time?"

Across the mountains and forests, the eyes of the four people seem to meet at this moment, and the invisible air machine collides and rages in the mountains.

It seemed that the pouring rain was frozen into ice crystals and debris.

"The world is the best, all gathered here..."

In the rainy night, the goshawk soared, and Yu Baimei looked away, only to feel that four terrifying Qi machines were converging in the mountains.

Its terrifying power made him terrified.

This is no longer an ordinary Martial Sage, or the arrogance that ten people can have.

Liansheng old woman, Qiankun cave master, Mu Qingliu, and the rest of the golden lump is Lu Qingting watching from the extreme.

His perception is far inferior to Yu Baimei, but he has also practiced the Witnessing Skill to see things at night.

At a glance, I saw the golden Buddha.

Across the wind and rain, he could only feel the pain in his eyes, as if he was looking up at the sun when he was a child, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

"The breath of the golden Buddha..."

Yu Baimei suddenly closed his mouth, holding down the Seven Tribulations Sword that was trembling around his waist, feeling incredible.

On the golden Buddha, he felt the sword intent of the Seven Tribulations that was purer and stronger than himself.

So much so that the Seven Tribulations Sword actually wanted to abandon him...

"Huh~"

In the eyes of the golden Buddha, the flames burned more and more vigorously, and a somewhat joyful voice echoed among the mountains:

"No, you came just in time.

boom!

It seemed like thunder exploded in the air, and the rain and snow scattered all over the sky.

"Little beast, your guts are so big that your old body finds it unbelievable!"

The large black clothes were hunting in the wind, the old woman's face was cold as if it was about to freeze, and she seemed to want to laugh:

"very good…"

"Yang's courage has always been great."

It doesn't seem to be slow or slow, but in fact it is extremely fast. Since the voice is floating in the mountains, Yang Prison has already arrived at the nearest barren mountain.

He looked around, and his eyes flickered on the old man in worn-out clothes: "Master of the Qiankun Cave?"

Even now that Dao Fruit is about to overflow, there are few masters who are born out of nowhere in the arena.

But the master of Qiankun cave was originally one.

Since he came into contact with Qiankun Cave, he has inquired about the mysterious cave owner's information from various channels, but he has only gained very little.

On the contrary, by chance, at the place of the mad monk, he learned of the existence of this person.

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"My lord actually knows the name of the little old man? I am really flattered by the little old man."

Zhang Dong handed over with a smile:

"Little old man was invited by Feng Shaoxia to come here to help...

"Assist?"

Yang Yu was noncommittal, looked at the three inhuman old monsters, and sighed in his heart:

"Every time I see you, Yang is very curious. The yang life span is 200, the yin life span is 400, and the limit of the life span is only 600. How can you all live like this?"

The platform of yin longevity and yang longevity is the limit of one soul.

So far, he has also relied on the cauldron of gluttony to obtain the ginseng fruit that can prolong his life in the recipe of the five internal organs.

In addition, in the three thousand years of ancient history, he has never seen any other things that prolong life.

"this…"

Zhang Dong's smile was slightly stiff.

"Snakes have their way, and rats have their way."

Zhang Dong closed his mouth, but the Golden Buddha knew everything and said:

"In that hole, the rank map should be 'Cheng Huang'. His magical powers have no ability to attack, but his body protection and longevity are top-notch. It is said that even if he suffers a fatal injury, he can sleep and heal his injuries. , it is said that the life expectancy is two thousand." As he spoke, he looked at the old woman:

"It is said that eating its meat can prolong his life? Junior sister beat him, I'm afraid it's been a day or two?"

"It's just a rumour!"

In the night sky, the goshawk fluttered its wings and seemed to be dancing wildly for it.

Did he still have reservations before? !

"So fierce?!"

A group of people watching from afar felt terrifying, and Zhang Dong, who had shot with him one after another, was even more heartbroken.

At this moment, he actually felt that the Dao technique that he had practiced for hundreds of years and stayed in his body forever was trembling.

It seems that he is unable to perform under the oppression of this violent blood energy and fist intent? !

Click!

In the turbulent air, a thunder flashed past, briefly illuminating the night and a barren mountain somewhere.

Mu Qingliu, who had been sitting cross-legged on the top of the barren mountain for an unknown time, also suddenly opened his eyes at this time.

Seeing the turbulent turbulence and the hunting in Xuanfu, Yang Prison stepped into the air, with an extremely violent and ferocious momentum, he stepped on the fence in the valley!

Wind, snow, rain, and even the ubiquitous air currents are all stirred up and absorbed by them.

Looking from a distance, it is like stepping on that piece of void with one foot!

Niubi.