The First Cause of All Realms

'Is there something magical in this temple? When he caught...

Li Yuan's mind was still on the grasp of Yang Prison Void. Hearing this, he calmed his mind and replied:

"On the spring day of last year, Li Mou united with many domestic experts to attack the Eternal Mountain. In that battle, Li Mou has been planning for a long time, and he wants to fight the temple of the demon monk..."

Being recalled, Li Yuan even forgot to ask Yang prison where he knew about the clay sculptures in the mountains behind the Eternal Temple.

With memories on his face, he said slowly.

Yang Prison listened quietly, corresponding to the information he knew, and analyzed the cause and effect in his heart.

Since the death of Fan Ruyi in his hands, the seven sects, including the Shenfengtai controlled by Li Yuan, all rebelled and started a **** battle with the Eternal Tianlun Temple.

This battle was protracted and far-reaching. In a few years, the war has burned all over the Daozhou.

Finally, Li Yuan gained the upper hand. He traveled many places, persuaded the road to rebel against the king, and led more than 200,000 elites to besiege the Eternal Mountain.

"People in the world always place the three dynasties side by side. In fact, Dali's national strength is far inferior to Sirius and Daming, but the domestic masters are no less inferior, or even more.

Apart from Li Mou and Hongri, there are still two martial sages in the country, one of the ten masters with supernatural powers..."

Li Yuan's expression became gloomy:

"After Fan Ruyi died, there were only two martial saints, Hongri and Mifei, in the Eternal Tianlun Temple, and they were both severely injured. In that battle, Li asked himself 70% to slaughter that demon temple..."

However…

"As you said, the clay sculpture defeated the four of you in the battle and slaughtered your 200,000 elites?"

Yang Prison was a little surprised:

"Are you sure that the clay sculpture alone slaughtered more than 200,000 elite horsemen, not the Dharma guardian monk army of the Eternal Tianlun Temple?"

Although for Wu Sheng, the ordinary human sea tactics have no effect, but the kamikaze knight is not a generalist.

In the battle of Liujishan eighty years ago, when the kamikaze cavalry was first created, it was able to fight against the unfinished black armored cavalry.

Under the personal command of Li Yuan, and with the help of two Martial Saints and a supernatural power master, he was actually slaughtered to death?

However, he was a little surprised, just a little surprised.

Defeat the three Martial Saints headed by Li Yuan, plus a supernatural power commander of more than 200,000 kamikaze elites, he can also do it if he asks himself.

"In an instant, I waited for four people, one died and three were seriously injured. With such a huge disparity, no matter how unwilling Li Mou was, he had to retreat..."

While speaking, Li Yuan's breathing became rapid:

"However, there is no way to escape! If it wasn't for Li who hid the magic weapon, I'm afraid he would have died in the mountains that day.

But my 200,000 kamikaze knights were slaughtered by him, and none of them escaped..."

"The slaughter?"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed:

"What method did he use?"

The slaughter and the defeat are two different things!

There are tens of thousands of people, a sea of ​​people.

Let alone more than 200,000?

Yang Yu asked himself, unless they did not escape, or if they spent several months chasing after them with their souls locked for thousands of miles,

Otherwise, it is impossible to slaughter more than 200,000 people!

You must know that Commander Li Yuan's kamikaze knights are not ordinary people, at least they are blood-like people!

"This…"

Yang Yudu's heart was moved, and Lu Qingting and Yu Baimei, who had no intention of this matter, were also beating wildly.

"I don't know..."

Li Yuan shook his head bitterly, and bowed again in awe:

"Li knows the purpose of the prince's visit here, and is willing to help with all his strength, just to destroy that demon temple!"

"Um…"

Yang Yu thought about it, but did not agree.

When Li Yuan saw this, he bowed again:

"Thirteen days later, when Li Mou's injury is healed, he will go to Eternal Mountain again..."

With that, he turned and left.

"Da Li was eighteen, and Li Yuan was originally the lowest. His father and brother were all killed by the monks of Tianlun Temple, and he himself was treated as a prostitute by the monks for more than three years..."

This is, Yu Baimei just said:

"Thus, even though he is paranoid,

There is no doubt about choosing the means to fight the heart of Tianlun Temple. "

Yang Yu nodded, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulders. Mingli used his true energy to cross his body, but in fact he used the secluded way to see his fate.

Seeing this, I couldn't help shaking my head:

"The real qi is gone, the real person is only afraid that there are not many days..."

As early as when he first saw him, he knew that this old man was dying soon, and because it was forcibly prolonging his lifespan, the legacy was so deep that it could no longer be saved by medicine.

At this moment, even the infuriating energy has dissipated, but it can be said that there are only a few months left...

"Three hundred years of living is enough."

Lu Qingting's expression darkened, but Yu Baimei just smiled, as if he didn't care, but discussed the clay sculpture with Yang Yu:

"In the theory of tides, Sanxiao Sanren once mentioned the three tribulations of the sky, the night and the day of the ghosts, and the arrival of the immortal mountains.

Lao Dao had a conversation with his disciple Hanyue Sanren, and he learned from his mouth that these so-called Hundred Ghosts seem to be called 'Dao ghosts,..."

"That clay sculpture may indeed be a ghost."

Yang Prison agreed.

In these years, the world has been turbulent, and various ghosts have appeared one after another. He only encountered the Lord of Yin Lei and the North Sea Dragon Army.

But this does not mean that there are only two Taoist ghosts born at this moment.

"Daoist..."

Lu Qingting stood aside, listening to the conversation between the two, his expression changed several times. He only learned today that there is such a thing in the world.

"Such ghosts are extremely harmful. If the prince encounters them, don't let them go!"

Yu Baimei coughed several times before saying:

"This kind of Dao ghost, although it seems to be the same as before, is actually violent and hidden, paranoid like a demon, cruel like a ghost!

What's even more terrifying is that this type of Dao ghost is extremely favored by the demonic Dao world, and even has the possibility of becoming another ten capitals! "

"Really assured."

Yang Prison nodded.

"Okay, that's all the old man knows. If the lord has any questions, you can ask Qingting..."

At this point, Yu Baimei stopped talking, tapped the bamboo stick, and walked out of the temple alone.

"Master Uncle?!"

Lu Qingting looked astonished, hurriedly caught up, but was called back by the bamboo stick:

"Life is better than death, the old man still has a few months to live, walking and shopping alone, but it is better.

If you are still grateful for the hard work of the old Taoist, don't follow! "

"Disciple is with you, never disturb..."

Lu Qingting looked anxious:

"Your old body, in case something unexpected happens, disciple, disciple..."

"Let's take a look, it's just a tour of the mountains and waters, what hardships can Laodao suffer?"

In the hazy fog, Lao Dao shook his robe lightly and walked away with a stick:

"Natural disasters, hundreds of ghosts, immortal mountains... The future will be full of disasters and disasters! To be able to escape these, isn't it really a good luck for the old way..."

"Master Uncle..."

Lu Qingting stood stunned and looked sad:

"Disciple, disciple..."

Looking back on the past few years, Lu Qingting felt sad, but before he could cry, he was pushed out of the door by Yang Prison:

"Go and cry if you want..."

"But Master Uncle he..."

Lu Qingting was a little dazed.

"He passed on his infuriating energy to you, do you still have the ability to find you behind?"

With his big sleeves raised, Yang Prison has already sat down by the bonfire:

"If this can all be discovered, you are not worthy of the speed of Tianma's "God Walk!"

"Thank you Brother Yang for your pointer."

Lu Qingting came back to his senses, bowed to thank him, turned around, and disappeared within Li Xu.

"Supernatural power..."

This was not the first time he had seen Lu Qingting perform his divine act, but he still sighed a little.

Lu Qingting's supernatural powers are still at the first level, but his 'magic deeds, if you use them, even if you are a martial arts saint, you can't easily take them.

Traveling around the Liuxu can be regarded as the most miraculous of the Qinggong. The combination of the six qi is more subtle than the superior Qinggong.

But better than God's...

However, this is not surprising.

Shentong originates from Daoguo, and it is fundamentally derived from heaven and earth. Since endless years, it has all been the Dao.

compared to

Now, the martial arts are only more than three thousand years old, and they cannot be compared.

"How difficult is it to compare manpower with the sky? Lord Zhao, you are so bold!"

With a sigh in his heart, Yang Yu closed his eyes.

hum!

As his thoughts gathered, a ray of light like blue and not blue gradually emerged in front of his eyes.

These two rays of light were like living things, flying up and down, making inexplicable fluctuations from time to time, as if trying to get rid of the bondage, but also trying to guide him somewhere.

"This air machine..."

Yang prison muttered to himself.

It was this ray of light that attracted him from dozens of miles away, and it was hidden so deeply that if it weren't for the eyes of the sky, it might not be possible to perceive its true location just through the seclusion.

"It's not aura, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with people. What is this?"

There is no abnormality under the open air. No matter how active such a qi is, it is impossible to have a life.

But Yang Yu could vaguely perceive this wisp of Qi, and it was likely that he was deliberately attracting him, but it was hidden very deeply...

woohoo~

Seemingly aware of Yang Prison's spying, the inexplicable fluctuations became stronger, and the qi machine struggled more and more violently.

Yang Yu was concentrating for a long time, but did not notice anything strange. With a move in his heart, he let go of the shackles of this blue light. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

hum!

In less than a thousandth of an instant, this wisp of Qi has disappeared in front of Yang Yu's eyes without leaving any fluctuations.

But Yang Prison was already prepared, and with the help of a wisp of qi that was intercepted, he used the eyes of the sky to open up the secluded space, and finally saw the route that the qi flow took.

"what?"

However, he saw that the Qi machine was only in the ruined temple, walking along a certain trajectory at extreme speed. After a few breaths, it disappeared into his senses out of thin air!

Even if the eyes of the sky cooperate with the seclusion, it is impossible to see where it disappeared...

However, Yang Yu didn't panic, just closed his eyes slightly, and replayed the trajectory of the Qi machine in his heart.

"This trace..."

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows, suddenly stretched out his hand, and ignited a ray of spiritual energy with Yuan Ci True God Art, using his finger as a pen and aura as ink,

I painted the traces before the qi machine flowed and disappeared!

hum!

The extremely complicated lines were originally unremarkable, but just as the last stroke fell, a group of extremely bright white light suddenly exploded in front of Yang Yu's eyes!

"Um?!"

The white light erupted extremely fast, but it was not as fast as Yang Yu's reaction, but he moved in his heart and did not dodge, but let the white light envelope him.

Whoa!

In an instant, the white light dissipated.

In front of him is still this ancient temple, but the difference is that the temple in front of him is no longer dilapidated and desolate.

And the **** statue surrounded by the incense, suddenly opened his eyes:

"Wu that boy, does An dare not worship God?!"