The First Cause of All Realms

when!

when!

when!

On the top of the suspended mountain, the copper bell rang eighteen times in a row.

"Congratulations to the head teacher, you have landed in the Ten Capitals!"

"Congratulations to the head teacher, you have landed in the Ten Capitals!"

"congratulate…"

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While the bell was ringing, a crowd of Taoists bowed their heads and congratulated loudly on the square.

With her hair tied in a crown, wearing a feathered crane cloak, embracing Fuchen, and carrying the Seven Tribulations Excalibur on her back, Lu Qingting walked slowly into the mountain gate.

Amid the congratulations from all the disciples, brothers and even uncles, they entered the main hall to pay respects to the patriarchs.

A death test, he was closed for nineteen years, and finally found an opportunity to be promoted in the sea of ​​laws, promoted to the rank of "Tianma", and achieved ten capitals.

After paying homage to the ancestors of the past dynasties one by one, Lu Qingting paused, and in front of him was the spiritual tablet of Yu Baimei.

"Master Uncle, this disciple has finally lived up to his trust..."

Lu Qingting stood silently.

Behind him, a few Taoists are reporting in a low voice the changes in the world during the twenty years of his retreat.

"...Eighteen years ago, Fangcun Xianshan was shrouded in mist, and no one came in or out after that..."

"Longyuan Dao, Yu Fengxian was promoted to Martial Saint, and it is suspected that he was promoted to Ten Capitals on the same day..."

"Qin Lihu, the great general of the Northwest Way, seems to have obtained the fruit of the Dao. Although he has not yet become a martial saint, his army is strong enough to rival a martial saint..."

"Wei Zhengxian, the three heroes of Longyuan in the past, seems to have attained the fruit of the Dao, and did not take the road of ten capitals, so he became a martial sage..."

"Huaikong of Lanke Temple seems to have become a martial saint. In addition, Su Ming, who replaced him as a disciple of the Buddha, seems to have achieved Jialan..."

In the past twenty years, there have been turbulent winds and clouds, and drastic changes have taken place outside the Great Wall, inside the customs, and the islands of the four seas.

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Natural disasters, demons, dao ghosts... the secrets that were once only known to a few people have now been thoroughly spread.

In the past twenty years, only three martial saints have emerged in the world, but there are as many as eleven people who are suspected of being promoted.

The lucky ones who got Dao fruit by luck and became supernatural power masters were much more than in previous years, and most of them came from Fangcun Xianshan.

"Wu Sheng..."

Lu Qingting was silent.

Even with the pure Qi that Yu Baimei cultivated for three hundred years, he still failed to step into the gate of Martial Saints, and only reached ten capitals...

"Headmaster, this is a secret letter from the Northwest Road twenty years ago, written in the handwriting of the Northwest King, only you are allowed to read it alone..."

At this time, the two Taoists seemed to think of something and handed over a handwritten letter.

"At that time, you closed the death test, and the masters were worried that your practice would be ruined, so they dared not give it to you..."

Lu Qingting reached out to take it, and his expression changed slightly.

"Headmaster?"

Seeing the change in his expression, the hearts of several Taoists couldn't help but tense.

"It's nothing, it's just an invitation."

Lu Qingting put away the letter raft with a delicate and complicated expression.

"Huh? Invitation?"

"Invitation to watch the battle..."

Lu Qingting let out a long breath: "Fortunately, fortunately, if it is later, I'm afraid I will miss it..."

…

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Not only Lu Qingting, but also Hanging Mountain.

The battle of Fangcun Mountain had already been spread across the river, north and south, and many great forces in the sea islands with the sending of invitations.

When Lu Qingting received the invitation, many masters in remote places had already traveled for several years and had traveled beyond the Great Wall.

And masters of forces such as Lanke Temple, Zhujian Villa, etc., have already gathered at the foot of Fangcun Mountain.

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…

After Xue Dilong's death, Yang Ju didn't make any big moves. Instead, he remained calm. Except for going to the various military camps, most of the time he just sat and practiced in the palace.

But even so, on the second day after he entered the city, he already had

Many big and small families fled with their families.

More people gathered outside the imperial city, handing out invitations again and again.

Outside the palace, the crowd was surging.

It was the first time in Jiang Xiazi's life that he was sought after by so many people, and he felt like a big fight.

He believes that as long as he nods his head and agrees to hand in the letter of worship, he will be able to turn around and be rich in wealth, marry a concubine with a thousand houses...

"Blessed Boundless Heavenly Venerable..."

Squeezed out from a group of Yingying and Yanyan, Jiang Xiazi almost had his loincloth ripped off, sweating profusely.

Shidu is also flesh and blood...

"This is a poor way to break the precept..."

Even chanting the Daoist name, Jiang Xiazi trembled a little, he didn't dare to get close to this group of Yingying and Yanyan, covered his face with his sleeves and ran into the imperial city.

In less than a month, the imperial city was no longer deserted as it was before.

In addition to the many officials that Jiang Xiazi recruited according to the list, there are also many court ladies and eunuchs who survived the Xue Dilong Blood Sacrifice.

These remnants of the former dynasty who had no other means of livelihood finally returned to the palace with the acquiescence of Yang Yu.

It's just that there is no master to serve, but it seems a little idle.

Judging ~

Suddenly, a high-pitched eagle's cry resounded through the sky, and a golden thread broke through the clouds and swooped towards the imperial city. "Um"

Jiang Xiazi's heart skipped a beat:

"My lord, is he leaving?"

As soon as this thought flashed, Jiang Xiazi couldn't bear it any longer, and made three steps in parallel, and rushed towards the southeast of the palace.

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In the southeast of the imperial palace, in the Taoist temple, Yang Yu sat cross-legged, playing with the blood bead transformed by the phantom.

That side was obtained from the Crystal Palace, and a stone tablet engraved with the great supernatural power of the two worlds connecting each other was placed in front of him.

For half a year, apart from his daily practice, he spent most of his time breaking the stele.

only…

"Even if it is the extreme level of three Dao fruits, it can only accommodate six supernatural powers. I'm afraid I won't be able to learn this great supernatural power for the time being..."

Yang prison said to himself.

This stone tablet is between Tao and Dharma. Those who are predestined can learn the great supernatural power from it. If there is no predestined relationship, they can wait for their savings to be sufficient before performing it.

However, he couldn't do these two items at all right now.

unless…

"Ten Capitals..."

Sensing the abnormally active three major fruits in the cauldron of gluttony and the shining fate map in the sea of ​​laws, Yang Jue frowned slightly.

Inside the cauldron of gluttony, his face was reflected on the mirror transformed by the attainments of eight or nine profound kung fu.

A cloud of black air rose from between the brows, almost covering the top...

This is the murderous intent from Lu Chen. However, the biggest obstacle preventing him from being promoted to the Ten Capitals is not the threat from Lu Chen, but the urgent letter from Long Yuandao...

'all will die...,

Judging ~

An eagle's cry resounded, and the goshawk swooped down, layers of air exploded in the air like a lotus.

Huh~

Yu Jing jumped down and landed in front of the Taoist temple.

"My lord."

Taking a deep breath, exhaling the bumps of half a year, Yu Jing bowed slightly, very respectful.

"Why do you have to be so polite between you and me?"

Yang Qian stood up to greet him.

"Rites cannot be discarded."

Yu Jing shook his head.

"It's up to you."

Yang Yu shook his head.

It has been nearly 40 years since the New Learning in Northwest Province was promoted. Two generations have passed, and the style has changed from that of the past, but the older generation finds it difficult to accept it.

Yu Jing is one of the more enlightened ones, but he also seems to have outdated concepts.

"Your thoughts, all the ministers and workers know, but you are too anxious..."

Without reminiscing about the old days, Yu Jing just sighed after paying homage:

"It doesn't matter if the old minister

, the big and small families are not all unusable, do you think about it again? "

This is not only his own thoughts, but also the thoughts of all the officials in the Northwest Palace.

In 18 years, the land of eight provinces and twenty-seven prefectures was laid down. This was too fast, and it was almost to the point where even the ministers and workers of the northwestern provinces were unable to control it.

Because the old ministers of the various ways, the aristocratic families, almost all were abolished and scattered...

As a result, on the way to take the world from the Northwest Road, not only was there no help, but it was faced with extremely huge resistance.

On the surface, no one dared to resist, and the army passed by with little resistance, but the fight in the dark was extremely fierce...

"The mouth cannot be opened."

Without even thinking about it, Yang Jue refused:

"A new student enters an official position and is selected from villages and towns to prefectures and counties. You must not open your mouth. Otherwise, forty years of hard work will be in vain!"

What is a family?

Hundreds of thousands of years of family inheritance, it is no longer as simple as one family, it is intertwined, every family is married and hugs each other, it has long been a whole.

He would not even agree with the Mushou side of the Linlong King and Longyuan King's mansion, and naturally he would not open this day for these so-called "talented" from the big and small families.

"It's human nature to enshrine a wife and a son. Aristocratic families have existed in the past, have existed now, and will continue to exist in the future. Why should you?"

Yu Jing smiled wryly.

"At least, not this group of people."

The attitude of Guoyang Prison is very clear: "The other generation has been subjected to the wealth and honor of the world for hundreds of years, and has been in chaos for a lifetime, but then they serve the aliens, shave their hair and change their clothes, and fight back..."

Yang Yu sneered.

The future that Wang Muzhi sees with light and shadow is a river of blood, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but it is not the old demon of Montenegro who caused all this.

What's more, it's the big families in these passes.

During the Ming Dynasty, these mermaid meat towns had been rich and honored for hundreds of years, and when they invaded from outside the Great Wall, they took the lead in rebelling against the pass, suppressing their compatriots, and enjoying wealth and honor for hundreds of years.

If you collapse outside the Great Wall, you want to serve him and enjoy wealth again?

He has been a man for two lives, so he doesn't know that the family cannot be eradicated, but he will never allow this group of people to get what they want.

Changing the flag and changing the flag, can you enjoy wealth forever if you change the flag?

At least with him, there is no such reason!

"Ugh…"

Yu Jing was silent for a long time before saying:

"The reason why you speed up your pace is to clear up the troubles before the decisive battle with Lu Chen. This shows that,

You are not sure about that battle either." Yu Jing thought about these words for a long time on the road, but when he said these words at this moment, his heart was still under tremendous pressure.

"Then, if you're not here..."

"I'm not a god, I can't do anything, I can't do it,

The battle must be won!

However, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com wins or loses the battle, whether it succeeds or fails, I can accept it all, and I will do my best with no shame in my heart! "

As if a gust of wind had blown by, Warden Yang stood up, and he was already a hundred feet into the air with his strides. The goshawk swooped down and supported him:

"If you know the difficulty, you will retreat, not Yang prison!"

Hey!

Goshawk spreads its wings.

"My lord, wait for me!"

Jiang Xiazi came in a hurry, and jumped up with Bai Hailongjun who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and also climbed on the eagle's back.

huh~

Looking at the goshawk leaving in the dust, Yu Jing was silent for a long time in the empty square before he murmured to himself:

"Do your best..."

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