The First Cause of All Realms

Hoo~

It is another cold winter solstice, and after the New Year's Eve, it is already the second year of Yuanshi.

"The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger. According to this trend, maybe in another 20 or 30 years, there will be almost no people living outside the Great Wall except the Seven Killing City..."

The snow on the official road was already knee-deep. In the wind and snow outside Shuiyun Pass, Qin Si breathed out lightly, and the water mist quickly condensed into fine ice particles.

"According to Sanxiao Sanren's tidal theory, there are at least two hundred years outside the Great Wall and overseas that are not suitable for human habitation. Outside the Great Wall is better, and overseas..."

Yang Jue reached out to take the flakes of snow. The cold wind outside the Great Wall is fierce, and you can build a city to live in, and you can barely survive after all. When there is a storm overseas, any island will sink.

That's the real cruelty.

"Three hundred years, how can you survive?"

Qin Si was a little silent.

hum!

She raised her hand suddenly, and an invisible halo burst out from between her five fingers:

"disperse!"

boom!

There was thunder on the ground.

Where the halo spreads, the snow and cold air within a radius of tens of feet are instantly repelled,

And with the reverberation of the sound waves, it could not stop spreading, and finally, it even spread hundreds of meters away.

"Supernatural powers are no match for the number of days, not to mention this moment, even after the change of sky, it is not possible for triple supernatural powers to dispel the blizzard of this level."

Yang Yu was dumbfounded.

When the ten capitals are promoted, or in other words, when each rank is promoted, there is an opportunity to bathe in the sea of ​​laws.

After undergoing this baptism, Qin Si not only transformed her physique, but also promoted her supernatural powers to the third level.

Under the urging with all his strength, he could even be forced to retreat a hundred feet away, and he already had a bit of offensive power.

"After the sky changes, maybe it will be different..." Qin Si didn't know where this idea came from, but she always felt that if the sky changed, the power of the supernatural power would far exceed what it is now.

"maybe."

During the conversation, the two walked on the snow, and not long after, they had entered Shuiyun Pass.

With the pacification outside the Great Wall, Wei Zhengxian settled in seven

After killing the city, most of the soldiers and civilians in the three passes of Longyuan moved inward. In addition to the heavy snow, there were few pedestrians on the road.

Only in the tea shop beside the road, there are two old men sitting opposite each other, drinking tea and playing chess.

These two old men are both wearing thin Confucian shirts, one of them has white beard and hair, the other is well maintained, his hair is still black, and between his eyebrows, there is still a bit of the style of the past.

These two are actually two of the six gentlemen of the Xu family, the former is named Lian Ruoxu, and the latter is Feng Junzi.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing Yang Ju from a distance, the two put down their chess pieces and got up to worship each other.

"Master Xu, maybe he is also waiting for His Majesty..." Seeing Yang Yu again, a trace of complexity appeared in Feng Junzi's eyes.

Yang Qiu nodded, and walked side by side with Qin Si. There was actually no grievance between the two of them. He didn't care about it back then, and he doesn't care about it now.

Goodbye to Xu Wenji, this old man is already bedridden, his life is so heavy that his eyes are blurred.

He held Yang Ji's palm:

"In you, the old man looked, I saw an ominous aura, I'm afraid your trip is not peaceful..."

"It's not fair, just step on it. Don't worry, everything has been properly arranged.

Yang Jue comforted Mr. Xu, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and Wang Muzhi sighed helplessly, just like the others in the room, without saying a word.

"That's good."

Having said this, he seemed to let go of his heart, and his breath disappeared amidst the crowd's crying.

A generation of great Confucians died on the bed. To Yang prison, he bowed and saw him off.

The most difficult thing in life is parting.

This is true for life and death.

In Shuiyun Pass, Yang Prison stayed for seven days, watching Xu Wenji's burial, before bidding farewell to Qin Si.

"Husband..."

In the wind and snow, Qin Si tightly squeezed her cuffs. She was worried and reluctant, but in the end she just stuffed jade pendants into his hands.

He tidied up the cuffs and neckline for him, and said softly:

"Come back earlier, I, my mother-in-law and my younger brother will be waiting for you..."

"wait me back!"

Holding the jade pendants that were still warm, Yang Jue rose up into the air as he turned around, and landed on the back of the flying goshawk.

For more than twenty years, he has done everything he can do, and now...

...huhu~

The fierce cold wind blew away the crowing of the eagles. Yang Jue stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the border gate in the distance, faintly, he seemed to be able to see the fairy mountain that seemed to exist in the clouds and mist:

"Lu Chen!"

…

…

The wind and snow outside the Great Wall is twice as much as that inside the pass, and the further north you go, the colder the weather will be.

Inside and outside the Seven Killing City, apart from many masters of the rivers and lakes with profound achievements, a few ordinary people can wander outside.

In this most severe winter, except for one or two hours at noon, it is difficult for ordinary warriors to walk outside.

However, as the news spread that Yang Jue had invited Lu Chen to fight, this giant city beyond the Great Wall was much more lively than before.

Especially when the fog outside Fangcun Mountain was about to disperse, it attracted countless masters, and many inns along the street were almost full.

"Wei Zhengxian is worthy of being the leader of the three heroes of Longyuan. If he can persevere, let alone a hundred years, just three generations, he may be able to educate the alien race and eliminate the struggle between the two countries for so many years..."

"It's just a coincidence! If there hadn't been the wind and snow that lasted for decades, and if the Northwest King hadn't swept across Mobei, how could he, Wei Zhengxian, have all the power to bring the eight tribes of Sirius into the city?"

"Brother Lin, I have to change my tune. This person has been enthroned and proclaimed emperor last year, but now he can't be called the Northwest King, so he has to say 'Your Majesty!'"

"Martial Patriarch Lu Chen, Yang Wudi in this world. A duel at the pinnacle of martial arts that spanned three thousand years..."

"The old man only cares about Fangcun Mountain, when will it open!"

In the restaurant, all kinds of discussions were mixed together, making it very noisy.

"Is he finally coming?"

In the box on the sixth floor, the big boss has a gray beard, and he was once bloated. He has been rolling in the wind and snow for more than 20 years, and he looks very vigorous.

"We agreed to wait a moment, but it's been more than twenty years..."

The big boss drinks tooth flower seeds straight away.

"Even if this one is here, I'm afraid I won't be hunting for treasure with you. Don't forget, Lu Chen!"

Xie Qi was dressed in black, exuding an aura of not being close to anyone.

In the past twenty years, the big boss has not found what he wanted, but he has got his wish and found the Dao fruit that suits him.

black impermanence.

And in the past 20 years, welcoming and sending off, relying on many masters who died in Fangcun Mountain, as well as many lonely souls on the snowy field in northern Saibei, the ceremony was completed.

"This plague-stricken old man has lived for thousands of years, it's not enough, he has to find trouble for me!"

The big boss suddenly turned dark. He was about to say something, but Lin Daoren, who was silent in one corner, spoke:

"time to go."

"what?"

The big boss was startled when he heard noises coming from outside, and when he looked up, he could see feathered eagles overwhelming the sky, coming from the north.

"The heavy fog outside the square inch mountain has dissipated!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

I don't know who yelled, and the whole restaurant, the twenty or thirty inns along the street, and even the whole cold city all boiled up in an instant.

swoosh swoosh~

Almost instantly, dozens of figures burst out from various restaurants and inns.

Drumming Qi and blood, he headed for the north city gate.

More people followed closely behind, mighty and mighty, I don't know if there are hundreds or thousands...

"Let's go."

The big boss stood up suddenly, but Lin Daoren took his time and swept away the food and drinks on the table before getting up.

After a moment of commotion, the city became even more deserted.

forest road

When people walked out of the restaurant slowly, Lu Qingting was also walking out of the restaurant opposite.

call!

The cold wind blows the long street.

A martial sage and ten capital masters seemed to have a tacit understanding. They appeared one after another, but they didn't speak to each other. They just looked at each other lightly, then turned around and disappeared in place. "I'm afraid it will be more difficult this time..." The big boss gasped. On this street alone, there are three martial sages and as many as seven ten capital masters...

A moment ago, he was scolding Lu Chen for his bad deeds, but now he silently prayed that it would be best for these masters to come to watch the battle...

"Square inch fairy mountain..."

Lu Qingting was alone, he was the last to get up, but he was the first to reach the foot of Fangcun Mountain.

The triple divine movement can move seven times within ten miles in one instant, and with full force, it can cross a hundred miles in an instant.

No light work can compare with it.

call~~

In the biting cold wind, Lu Qingting suddenly stopped.

Behind him was heavy snow, and the mountains were all white, but in front of his eyes, there was a fairy mountain.

The thin mist seems to be blown away by the cold wind, but inside it are green hills.

Square inch fairy mountain, reappeared in the world!

But here he stopped, because someone stopped in front of him.

To be precise, it stopped in front of everyone.

In front of the square inch mountain, there is a long river with a width of Dalixu. It surrounds the mountains. It cannot be crossed, and it will sink when it enters the water.

On the only passable stone bridge, there was a man standing with his sword in his arms, leaning against the bridge pier. He lowered his head slightly, unable to see his face clearly.

But one after another exclamation came from behind Lu Qingting:

"Sword Saint Mu Qingliu?!"

"impossible?!"

Amidst the sound of piercing through the air, a group of masters of the rivers and lakes stopped one after another, looking at Mu Qingliu in front of the stone bridge in surprise,

Then, they turned around one after another, and at the end of the crowd, the one who came without haste was another one, Mu Qingliu!

"Why are there two sword masters?"

All the masters were frightened and retreated one after another, looking vigilant.

"Mr. Lu, what do you want to do?"

Mu Qingliu stopped by the river and looked coldly:

"The old man was invited to watch the battle, but if Mr. Lu is willing to teach you a thing or two, Mu will be very happy too!"

"Brother Mu misunderstood."

Lu Chen's voice came out from the void:

"Today's battle may be Lu's last battle in this world, and it should also be the pinnacle of martial arts.

To watch the battle..."

A gentle sword cry, trembling from the stone bridge, a cold current more piercing than the wind and snow outside the Great Wall suddenly descended:

"Receive this sword!"

quiet!

Deathly silence!

At this moment, there were hundreds of people gathered in front of the stone bridge, but facing the piercing sword intent and domineering voice, each of them was filled with anger, but none of them dared to act rashly.

Because that mysterious person who looks like admiring Qingliu is very likely to be the legendary Martial Ancestor Lu Chen!

"Mr. Lu, you..."

Someone was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a thunderous explosion and came rumbling.

"Yang is not as patient as you, I just want to..."

A calm voice that seemed to contain blood and fire, like an invisible big hand, squeezed out the raging cold current of the sword:

"I'll kill you immediately!"

--To check it~

It is another cold winter solstice, and after the New Year's Eve, it is already the second year of Yuanshi.

"The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger. According to this trend, maybe in another 20 or 30 years, there will be almost no people living outside the Great Wall except the Seven Killing City..."

The snow on the official road was already knee-deep. In the wind and snow outside Shuiyun Pass, Qin Si breathed out lightly, and the water mist quickly condensed into fine ice particles.

"According to Sanxiao Sanren's tidal theory, there are at least two hundred years outside the Great Wall and overseas that are not suitable for human habitation. Outside the Great Wall is better, and overseas..."

Yang Jue reached out to take the flakes of snow. The cold wind outside the Great Wall is fierce, and you can build a city to live in, and you can barely survive after all. When there is a storm overseas, any island will sink.

That's the real cruelty.

"Three hundred years, how can you survive?"

Qin Si was a little silent.

hum!

She raised her hand suddenly, and an invisible halo burst out from between her five fingers:

"disperse!"

boom!

There was thunder on the ground.

Where the halo spreads, the snow and cold air within a radius of tens of feet are instantly repelled,

And with the reverberation of the sound waves, it could not stop spreading, and finally, it even spread hundreds of meters away.

"Supernatural powers are no match for the number of days, not to mention this moment, even after the change of sky, it is not possible for triple supernatural powers to dispel the blizzard of this level."

Yang Yu was dumbfounded.

When the ten capitals are promoted, or in other words, when each rank is promoted, there is an opportunity to bathe in the sea of ​​laws.

After undergoing this baptism, Qin Si not only transformed her physique, but also promoted her supernatural powers to the third level.

Under the urging with all his strength, he could even be forced to retreat a hundred feet away, and he already had a bit of offensive power.

"After the sky changes, maybe it will be different..." Qin Si didn't know where this idea came from, but she always felt that if the sky changed, the power of the supernatural power would far exceed what it is now.

"maybe."

During the conversation, the two walked on the snow, and not long after, they had entered Shuiyun Pass.

With the pacification outside the Great Wall, Wei Zhengxian settled in seven

After killing the city, most of the soldiers and civilians in the three passes of Longyuan moved inward. In addition to the heavy snow, there were few pedestrians on the road.

Only in the tea shop beside the road, there are two old men sitting opposite each other, drinking tea and playing chess.

These two old men are both wearing thin Confucian shirts, one of them has white beard and hair, the other is well maintained, his hair is still black, and between his eyebrows, there is still a bit of the style of the past.

These two are actually two of the six gentlemen of the Xu family, the former is named Lian Ruoxu, and the latter is Feng Junzi.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing Yang Ju from a distance, the two put down their chess pieces and got up to worship each other.

"Master Xu, maybe he is also waiting for His Majesty..." Seeing Yang Yu again, a trace of complexity appeared in Feng Junzi's eyes.

Yang Qiu nodded, and walked side by side with Qin Si. There was actually no grievance between the two of them. He didn't care about it back then, and he doesn't care about it now.

Goodbye to Xu Wenji, this old man is already bedridden, his life is so heavy that his eyes are blurred.

He held Yang Ji's palm:

"In you, the old man looked, I saw an ominous aura, I'm afraid your trip is not peaceful..."

"It's not fair, just step on it. Don't worry, everything has been properly arranged.

Yang Jue comforted Mr. Xu, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and Wang Muzhi sighed helplessly, just like the others in the room, without saying a word.

"That's good."

Having said this, he seemed to let go of his heart, and his breath disappeared amidst the crowd's crying.

A generation of great Confucians died on the bed. To Yang prison, he bowed and saw him off.

The most difficult thing in life is parting.

This is true for life and death.

In Shuiyun Pass, Yang Prison stayed for seven days, watching Xu Wenji's burial, before bidding farewell to Qin Si.

"Husband..."

In the wind and snow, Qin Si tightly squeezed her cuffs. She was worried and reluctant, but in the end she just stuffed jade pendants into his hands.

He tidied up the cuffs and neckline for him, and said softly:

"Come back earlier, I, my mother-in-law and my younger brother will be waiting for you..."

"wait me back!"

Holding the jade pendants that were still warm, Yang Jue rose up into the air as he turned around, and landed on the back of the flying goshawk.

For more than twenty years, he has done everything he can do, and now...

...huhu~

The fierce cold wind blew away the crowing of the eagles. Yang Jue stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the border gate in the distance, faintly, he seemed to be able to see the fairy mountain that seemed to exist in the clouds and mist:

"Lu Chen!"

…

…

The wind and snow outside the Great Wall is twice as much as that inside the pass, and the further north you go, the colder the weather will be.

Inside and outside the Seven Killing City, apart from many masters of the rivers and lakes with profound achievements, a few ordinary people can wander outside.

In this most severe winter, except for one or two hours at noon, it is difficult for ordinary warriors to walk outside.

However, as the news spread that Yang Jue had invited Lu Chen to fight, this giant city beyond the Great Wall was much more lively than before.

Especially when the fog outside Fangcun Mountain was about to disperse, it attracted countless masters, and many inns along the street were almost full.

"Wei Zhengxian is worthy of being the leader of the three heroes of Longyuan. If he can persevere, let alone a hundred years, just three generations, he may be able to educate the alien race and eliminate the struggle between the two countries for so many years..."

"It's just a coincidence! If there hadn't been the wind and snow that lasted for decades, and if the Northwest King hadn't swept across Mobei, how could he, Wei Zhengxian, have all the power to bring the eight tribes of Sirius into the city?"

"Brother Lin, I have to change my tune. This person has been enthroned and proclaimed emperor last year, but now he can't be called the Northwest King, so he has to say 'Your Majesty!'"

"Martial Patriarch Lu Chen, Yang Wudi in this world. A duel at the pinnacle of martial arts that spanned three thousand years..."

"The old man only cares about Fangcun Mountain, when will it open!"

In the restaurant, all kinds of discussions were mixed together, making it very noisy.

"Is he finally coming?"

In the box on the sixth floor, the big boss has a gray beard, and he was once bloated. He has been rolling in the wind and snow for more than 20 years, and he looks very vigorous.

"We agreed to wait a moment, but it's been more than twenty years..."

The big boss drinks tooth flower seeds straight away.

"Even if this one is here, I'm afraid I won't be hunting for treasure with you. Don't forget, Lu Chen!"

Xie Qi was dressed in black, exuding an aura of not being close to anyone.

In the past twenty years, the big boss has not found what he wanted, but he has got his wish and found the Dao fruit that suits him.

black impermanence.

And in the past 20 years, welcoming and sending off, relying on many masters who died in Fangcun Mountain, as well as many lonely souls on the snowy field in northern Saibei, the ceremony was completed.

"This plague-stricken old man has lived for thousands of years, it's not enough, he has to find trouble for me!"

The big boss suddenly turned dark. He was about to say something, but Lin Daoren, who was silent in one corner, spoke:

"time to go."

"what?"

The big boss was startled when he heard noises coming from outside, and when he looked up, he could see feathered eagles overwhelming the sky, coming from the north.

"The heavy fog outside the square inch mountain has dissipated!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

I don't know who yelled, and the whole restaurant, the twenty or thirty inns along the street, and even the whole cold city all boiled up in an instant.

swoosh swoosh~

Almost instantly, dozens of figures burst out from various restaurants and inns.

Drumming Qi and blood, he headed for the north city gate.

More people followed closely behind, mighty and mighty, I don't know if there are hundreds or thousands...

"Let's go."

The big boss stood up suddenly, but Lin Daoren took his time and swept away the food and drinks on the table before getting up.

After a moment of commotion, the city became even more deserted.

forest road

When people walked out of the restaurant slowly, Lu Qingting was also walking out of the restaurant opposite.

call!

The cold wind blows the long street.

A martial sage and ten capital masters seemed to have a tacit understanding. They appeared one after another, but they didn't speak to each other. They just looked at each other lightly, then turned around and disappeared in place. "I'm afraid it will be more difficult this time..." The big boss gasped. On this street alone, there are three martial sages and as many as seven ten capital masters...

A moment ago, he was scolding Lu Chen for his bad deeds, but now he silently prayed that it would be best for these masters to come to watch the battle...

"Square inch fairy mountain..."

Lu Qingting was alone, he was the last to get up, but he was the first to reach the foot of Fangcun Mountain.

The triple divine movement can move seven times within ten miles in one instant, and with full force, it can cross a hundred miles in an instant.

No light work can compare with it.

call~~

In the biting cold wind, Lu Qingting suddenly stopped.

Behind him was heavy snow, and the mountains were all white, but in front of his eyes, there was a fairy mountain.

The thin mist seems to be blown away by the cold wind, but inside it are green hills.

Square inch fairy mountain, reappeared in the world!

But here he stopped, because someone stopped in front of him.

To be precise, it stopped in front of everyone.

In front of the square inch mountain, there is a long river with a width of Dalixu. It surrounds the mountains. It cannot be crossed, and it will sink when it enters the water.

On the only passable stone bridge, there was a man standing with his sword in his arms, leaning against the bridge pier. He lowered his head slightly, unable to see his face clearly.

But one after another exclamation came from behind Lu Qingting:

"Sword Saint Mu Qingliu?!"

"impossible?!"

Amidst the sound of piercing through the air, a group of masters of the rivers and lakes stopped one after another, looking at Mu Qingliu in front of the stone bridge in surprise,

Then, they turned around one after another, and at the end of the crowd, the one who came without haste was another one, Mu Qingliu!

"Why are there two sword masters?"

All the masters were frightened and retreated one after another, looking vigilant.

"Mr. Lu, what do you want to do?"

Mu Qingliu stopped by the river and looked coldly:

"The old man was invited to watch the battle, but if Mr. Lu is willing to teach you a thing or two, Mu will be very happy too!"

"Brother Mu misunderstood."

Lu Chen's voice came out from the void:

"Today's battle may be Lu's last battle in this world, and it should also be the pinnacle of martial arts.

To watch the battle..."

Gently Jianming, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Tremors sounded from the stone bridge, and a cold current more piercing than the wind and snow outside the Great Wall suddenly descended:

"Receive this sword!"

quiet!

Deathly silence!

At this moment, there were hundreds of people gathered in front of the stone bridge, but facing the piercing sword intent and domineering voice, each of them was filled with anger, but none of them dared to act rashly.

Because that mysterious person who looks like admiring Qingliu is very likely to be the legendary Martial Ancestor Lu Chen!

"Mr. Lu, you..."

Someone was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a thunderous explosion and came rumbling.

"Yang is not as patient as you, I just want to..."

A calm voice that seemed to contain blood and fire, like an invisible big hand, squeezed out the raging cold current of the sword:

"I'll kill you immediately!"

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