The First Cause of All Realms

"Hundred households."

When they got out of Poison Dragon Town, Lin An took a few steps forward and said in a low voice:

"Can you report this to the commander?"

"My lord, I'm just afraid that I won't be free, so I don't need to report it for the time being. If there is any discovery, it's not too late to report."

Cao Jinlie pressed the embroidered spring knife lightly and narrowed his eyes:

"However, this Lianshengjiao has become more and more restless..."

"I really don't understand why the Liansheng Cult is so arrogant and disobedient, why the imperial court can still allow him, relying on me, how should I spread the word and kill this Liansheng Cult completely!"

Lin An's eyes were cold.

Running all the way for more than a month, what I saw can be said to be shocking. Compared with Lianshengjiao, what these bandits did is hardly worth mentioning.

This is almost an obvious rebellion, and the princes of the court have not responded.

"His Majesty's desire to implement a new law has touched the interests of many people. Master Xu, who advocated the execution of the Liansheng Sect, was harmed and sent to Qingzhou. Behind the Liansheng Sect,

Ha ha……"

Cao Jinlie sneered again and again, but didn't say any more.

In his heart, he also sighed for a long time.

Four hundred years after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, under the prosperity like cooking oil on fire, chaos loomed.

The nine kings of the Ming Dynasty headed by King Zhao of Xifu, the Jianghu Zongmen headed by Xuankong Mountain, Zhujian Villa, and Lanke Temple, and the evil sect headed by Liansheng Sect are only superficial.

Worse than these three disasters are the clansmen who have accumulated over four hundred years and have long been irrepressible.

"Behind the Liansheng Teaching..."

Lin Anxin replied, and did not dare to ask any more. She turned to look at Lu Ming, who was being held behind the team:

"How to deal with this old guy?"

"Make friends with gangsters and kill Jin Yiwei, this is a capital crime! Leave it to the six gates nearby to guard it, and by the way, repair two books, one for delivery, and one for Bai Longxuan!"

Cao Jinlie glanced coldly at the shivering prisoners in the corner of the town, and said lightly:

"If you go to take the blame, there is still the possibility of sending him to join the army. If not, he will be punished by all the young and old!"

……

……

Huhu~

The north wind blows south, and the world is desolate.

You can still see the undissolved snow in the shade of the mountains.

"Master, Master. Slow down, slow down..."

A few tightly bound hunters looked at the young man walking fast on the ankleless snow, and complained incessantly.

"This is Hirataki Mountain?"

Yang Yu put his hand on his waist knife and stopped to look into the distance.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the snow above the treetops fell down and sprinkled on the bow and knife.

After Cao Jinlie and the others left, he stayed in Dulong Town for another day, waiting for the knife while that young man was looking for a guide for him.

The craftsmanship of the blacksmith in Dulong Town is not bad, at least he can create this big horizontal knife according to his ideas.

Although Lu Wanchuan's black iron sword did not contain much black iron, the rebuilt sword was much stronger than before. Not to mention cutting iron like mud, it was extremely tough.

It's a high-end weapon.

"Hirataki Mountain has dozens of dangerous peaks and many cliffs. You must be careful."

The middle-aged hunter thumped his legs, smacking his tongue in his heart.

This adult is young and doesn't look thin and tender, but he travels the mountain road more easily than he is an old hunter.

"You just slow down."

Yang Yu shook off the snow on his body and walked a few steps towards the edge of the cliff.

Looking south from here, you can see that the clouds and mist are rolling like waves, and below it, you can see cliffs everywhere, high and dangerous.

Pingtaki Mountain is located on the periphery of Nanshan Mountain, but it is already so steep, and it is naturally more difficult to travel in the mountains. Even if Cao Jinlie and others are extremely skilled in martial arts, it is not an overnight thing to pacify the Dulong Village.

This is also the reason why Yang Yu declined.

"Master, this mountain is very high."

Seeing that Yang Prison was standing on the edge of the cliff, the legs of several hunters were a little weak.

There are many dangerous peaks in Nanshan Mountain, which can be hundreds of zhang high.

If this falls, I'm afraid it won't be able to save it even if it's not an immortal.

In fact, Mt. Hirataki is one of the famous dangerous places in Nanshan. Although there are few poisonous miasma, the terrain is too steep. Almost every year, hunters fall off the cliff and no bones are found.

Seeing that almost half of Yang Yu's body was immersed in the mist, the hearts of the hunters were pounding, and they didn't dare to look again.

"Okay, leave the rope behind and you can go down the mountain."

Yang Yu's expression remained unchanged.

After settling the money for several hunters, they connected the ropes that the four hunters carried up the mountain.

"Assuming that the old man and the others were attacked and scattered at the foot of Mount Hirataki, then, even if they are desperate, there are only a few ways to go up the mountain, which can be further eliminated..."

Looking down at the many cliffs, Yang Yu was also thinking about it.

The old man has a little bit of swordsmanship, and his body and bones are considered tough, but he has never exchanged blood, and even if he runs wildly, he can't run too far.

The bandits in Dulong Village are much more ferocious than those in Montenegro.

"So, the most likely cliffs are the ones close to the trail and less than three hundred meters high..."

After thinking silently for a while, Yang Yu finally made up his mind.

He picked up the hemp rope and headed towards the cliffs.

Huhu~

Stepping on the wind step, Yang Prison's speed is very fast, although he has a lot of thoughts in his heart, but his feet are very stable.

The snow, boulders, grasses, tree trunks, and thorns on the road were easily stepped on, and soon, they had passed through several miles and came to the first cliff he speculated.

This cliff is bare and no vegetation, and there is no place to care.

Yang Yu frowned slightly, dropped the rope, turned around and walked to the side of a boulder, rooted under his feet, his arms exerted strength, and hugged the boulder weighing several thousand kilograms to the edge of the cliff.

Possessing the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, Yang Yu has ten thousand jins of strength in one arm. He picked up this huge rock, and the soil and stones under his feet were never broken.

"I hope the old man has a great life..."

Hanging on the rope, Yang Prison didn't hesitate, he tapped a few times, and he jumped to the top of the cliff.

The soil and stone on this cliff seemed to contain metal, the vegetation was not growing, and it was smooth and smooth. Yang Prison could only hit the boulder again and again before he came down.

"no…"

In the misty fog, Yang prison stimulated his inner qi, and his glowing eyes glanced at all possible hiding places on the cliff.

But until the rope was about to run out, nothing was out of the ordinary.

And here, the distance below the cliff is only less than thirty feet. Yang Yu looked at it carefully and found nothing unusual, so he could only continue to climb up along the rope.

so repeatedly.

Even if Yang Prison didn't have any delays and the speed was fast, it was already evening when he finished exploring these cliffs one by one.

What made him frown was that under the strong wind, snow fell again from the sky.

"Where did the old man fall?"

Climbing to the top of the ceiling, Yang Yu only felt a headache. Could it be that his deduction was wrong?

With the skills of the old man, under the circumstances of being chased and killed, is it possible that he can still run into the depths of Nanshan?

It's impossible to be...

唳~

Suddenly, a high-pitched cry floated from the heavy snow cloud.

"Um?"

Yang Yu's heart trembled slightly, and when he looked from afar, he saw odd-looking vultures hovering in the air, making sharp calls from time to time.

He exerted force with his feet, and carried the rope towards the place where the vultures circled.

All the way across the line for a few miles, the line of sight suddenly widened.

This is a place that is shaded all year round. It is not known how thick the snow is, and there is a miasma. Yang Yu found that there is also a cliff where these vultures are circling and chirping.

Of course, Yang Prison couldn't understand the bird's language, but these vultures were obviously full of hatred and fear for that place.

Obviously something is wrong.

"Could it be the old man?"

Yang Yu's heart moved.

If he was in the Jedi, and he couldn't go up and down, then the only thing he could eat would be these birds?

Thinking of this, he made a force with one step, went up to the place where the line of sight was open, released the horizontal knife, held the bow in his hand, and directly pulled it into a full moon, that is, an arrow shot!

Boo!

With a whine, several vultures were pierced by an arrow and fell to the bottom of the valley.

The rest of the vultures were frightened and scattered, but they were still circling in the distance.

Yang Yu didn't get entangled with these birds, he tied the ropes and went all the way down, the clouds passed through, and a thin layer of miasma came on his face.

Yang Yu closed his breath and continued down.

With his current physique, this thin layer of miasma can't do any harm to him.

Phew!

After passing through the miasma, Yang Prison's eyes lit up.

This cliff is shaded with no light, and because it is covered by mountains, it is easy to be overlooked. At this time, one can see scattered vines clinging to the cliff.

Faintly, it seemed that a bulge full of bird bones could be seen.

"Father!"

Yang Yu was a little excited, and when he loosened his hand, he was already falling towards the bulge. When the bulge came up, he didn't hesitate to grab the vine and slide down.

Go straight down to the platform.

"Father!"

There was no response to the repeated calls, Yang Yu's heart sank, he drew his knife in his hand, pushed aside the vines, and walked into the cave.

This cave is not big, but it is very long, with more than ten feet of alleyways, it becomes cheerful.

"Not..."

In Yang Yu's heart, there was a "crack" ~www.novelmt.com~ and the uncontrollable disappointment surged up.

The pitch-black cave could not see his fingers, but it naturally didn't hinder him.

He glanced at it and knew that this cave was clearly the one he had seen in the Cauldron of Gluttony before, the only difference was that there was no human skeleton.

However, the bookshelves were in a mess, and there were only scattered ash of grass and trees everywhere on the bed.

Apparently no one was there for a long time.

"The old man should have had an adventure and then left?"

Yang Prison is a little uncertain.

When he approached the bookshelf, he saw that it was in chaos, and there was a lot missing, only one-third of what he remembered.

Was it taken by the old man?

But why didn't he take them all?

Yang Yu thought in his mind and picked up a book at random. He didn't see the content, but he saw a few large characters scribbled with charcoal on the cover.

"What kind of ghostly talisman, the old man can't understand it!"

Looking at the handwriting, Yang Yu was already convinced that this was the old man. The tone and handwriting were not bad.

Guessing that the old man should have left by himself, Yang Yu felt relieved.

Randomly swept away the dust, sat on the ground, and read the scrolls made of unknown materials that the old man did not take away.

"No wonder the old man left a note, it was written by Dao Wen."

Yang Yu's heart was dumbfounded, and he saw the text of the scroll reads as follows:

Vairocana, Vairocana!