The First Cause of All Realms

Dark and rancid, in a cell with more than ten people.

"If only I could go to that cell..."

Sun Erniu squatted in front of the fence, feeling a little groggy, looking at the one-person cell across from him with envy in his heart.

It was already autumn, the prison was damp and cold, and the fence was not a good place. He had already contracted the cold, but in this prison, who would care about an old and frail prisoner?

"Maybe in a few days, I will die in this cell, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the autumn..."

Heartbroken, Sun Erniu closed his eyes in pain.

Suddenly, he sensed something was wrong, the drowsiness of the past few days seemed to disappear, and the ease that had not been seen in a long time appeared in his heart.

"My wind chill, okay?"

Sun Erniu was surprised and happy, he touched his wrist and forehead back and forth, and he was a little puzzled.

what happened?

【Sun Erniu】

[Poverty (white), qi and blood decay (gray), prisoner (gray)]

Between an aisle, in Yang Yu's eyes, Sun Erniu's changes could not escape his eyes.

"The change of fate will really reflect the reality..."

Pressing the stormy waves in his heart, Yang Yu's thoughts moved, and in the cauldron of gluttony, Zijin swallowing evil treasure gourd reluctantly trembled, his eyes warmed slightly.

Then, the wisp of ash that was sucked by the treasure gourd fell on Sun Erniu again.

"Hey?"

Ben's surprised Sun Erniu only felt his eyelids sink, he couldn't help shivering again, and he couldn't help shrinking into the prison clothes.

Wind chill, is back?

Sun Erniu was stunned. Could it be the hallucination caused by his burning confusion before?

Or, are you already dying?

"Really?!"

In the cell, Yang Yu's eyes lit up, and he could hardly hold back the throbbing in his heart.

His perspective is more intuitive.

With the movement of his own thoughts, the entry of 'wind and cold' came back to Sun Erniu, and through the powerful five senses.

He clearly felt that Sun Erniu was really absorbed by the wind and cold again, just like before the entry was absorbed by him.

However, he also noticed.

After this entry came and went, his spirit became a little sleepy, but under the constant nourishment of powerful blood, this feeling was very subtle.

But it also let him know that the absorption and conferment of fate is consuming.

"Is this a consumption that touches other people's lives, or is it simply a consumption of urging Tongyou and Zijin Swallowing Evil Gourd?"

"Can all the entries be shaken, or are there more subtle differences? It has already happened. For example, can the 'loneliness' of the hundred poisonous old man be absorbed by himself, and will his fate change?"

"Can I really give Sun Erniu's fate to others? Also, can the fate entry be changed?"

...

As soon as I think about it, a hundred thoughts fly.

"I have to try again..."

Yang Prison let out a long sigh, and his eyes fell on Sun Erniu again. With the movement of his mind, his eyes became slightly hot, and the entry for the number of fate disappeared.

Absorbed by the purple gold swallowing evil treasure gourd.

"Hey?"

The effect was immediate, and Sun Erniu noticed the difference.

But this time, he did not have the joy of the previous time, but despair flashed in his heart:

"This, is this the return to light..."

"It's 'wind and cold' again? I can't choose the fate entry that I want to absorb in a more precise manner, or is my magical power level not enough?"

"Or, not all fates can be changed?"

After thinking for a while, Yang Yu's eyes sank:

"Come again!"

When his eyes fell, Sun Erniu's body suddenly trembled, and this time the change was even more dramatic.

It was so violent that the other prisoners noticed his trembling.

"Damn, old grandson, is this epilepsy?! Or what..."

"Fuck! You won't die here, will you?"

"Jailer, jailer! Dead, dead!"

The cell exploded, and all the prisoners panicked.

In these years, it is not uncommon for prisoners to die in large prisons, but his behavior is too scary, and it doesn't look like a normal disease.

Could it be the plague?

"You **** on death row, what are you arguing about?! Which one is dead?"

The guards on patrol came very quickly, and there were no less than ten guards who followed Yang Prison, and soon someone rushed over.

The jailer opened the cell door impatiently, and was about to check it when the old grandson suddenly stood up straight.

"Fuck!"

The jailer was taken aback, and the backhand was a whip.

"what!"

The old grandson screamed and was knocked to the ground.

In the prison, it suddenly became lively.

At the interval of an aisle, Yang Yu stared at the opposite side intently, not letting go of any subtle changes.

【Sun Erniu】

[Poverty (white), weak blood and blood (grey), dead disciple (grey)]

"His fate has changed..."

Under the calm exterior, Yang Yu's heart was turbulent.

The second life he took from Sun Erniu was 'Blood Decay'. However, after this life was taken away, a new entry was born.

"Yes, a living person, unless he dies immediately, the blood will regenerate... If the blood is weak, it seems that it is better than the decay of the blood?"

Yang Yu guessed in his heart, and his eyes fell on the jailer.

【jailer】

[Mediocre and inaction (gray), blood like a cow (white), jailer (white)]

As Yang Yu's gaze fell, in the opposite cell, the jailer shuddered subconsciously, and then threw Sun Erniu a few whips:

"There are still some days after the autumn, be restless, I will kill you now..."

Sun Erniu cowered in a corner, bared his teeth and grinned. He was also a little dazed, and he really didn't know what happened.

The pain of these whips could not suppress the doubts in his heart.

He didn't understand what happened to him, but he felt that his state seemed to be much better than before.

"grown ups."

Some of the other guards were also beaten more or less, and they gritted their teeth to endure it. Seeing that the guard was about to leave, they couldn't help but stop him.

Asking him to change the cell for Sun Erniu, they all said that he may have been infected with the plague.

"What? You are not afraid of death, but of the plague?"

The jailer scoffed, threw the whip of the prisoner with his backhand, turned around and left.

call!

But as soon as he locked the door, he felt a chill all over his body, and an evil wind blew, and he couldn't help shivering.

"Be safe!"

The jailer wiped his arm, also felt a little evil, turned around and left.

"Failed……"

Sitting cross-legged in the cell, Yang Yu whispered in his heart, and from the corner of his drooping eyes, he seemed to see the cauldron of gluttony.

The purple gold swallowing evil treasure gourd glowed faintly, and there were two wisps of gray gas in it that kept spinning.

"The level of Tongyou is not enough to confuse the fate of others, at least, not at this time..."

With the verification, Yang Prison was not disappointed.

How long has it been since he obtained Tongyou, and the practice of this magical power is only enough to get started, and it is a surprise to be able to reach this level.

I didn't even expect to be able to reach the sky in one step.

but……

As he thought about it, his eyes fell on the opposite side again, huddled in the corner of the wall, on Sun Erniu, who was dazed and cowering.

This time, he did not go to absorb the fate.

Instead, he focused on his destiny, and with his actions, there was indeed a change.

[Weak qi and blood: Weak as an old man and a child, he is still out of breath after walking a few steps. 】

【Can be changed easily】

"It can be changed easily..."

Yang Yu's eyes flickered, and his own enlightenment was born in his heart.

Fate, there are high and low points.

Some people are born rich and noble, and some people are born with four walls, but fate is never set in stone. External efforts can make up for the lack of fate.

Just like Zhang Yuanzhu, the great ancestor of this dynasty, he lost his parents when he was young and became a beggar and a monk, but step by step he reached the most expensive and extreme position in the world.

This is the change of fate.

However, being able to change the fate of others still makes Yang Yu feel surprised and in awe.

The supernatural powers carried by the Ji Dao Kui star rank composed of three Dao fruits seem to be illusory, but they are much more terrifying and terrifying than the immediate effect.

No more tossing Sun Erniu.

As a result, if the distance is too close, if something incomprehensible really happens, you are likely to be suspected.

Second, he was too weak to withstand the toss.

"Spiritual power..."

Yang Yu closed his eyes slowly, and found a more suitable object. Although his mind moved, the Zhenxie Seal appeared proud again.

Zhenxie Seal, Zijin Swallowing Evil Gourd, and Qixing Longyuan Slaying Ghost Sword, these three dao fruits together form Tongyou.

Then, the role of this magical power must also be fully displayed in its body.

...

...

The wind is roaring, and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

The Xiao family, which was fully functioning, was extremely terrifying. The entire Heavenly Wolf Pass fell into a huge panic overnight.

The gates of the city were closed, and a large group of soldiers searched from house to house, not in one batch, but in many batches.

Time and time again, it seems that the Sirius Pass is turned upside down.

Inns, restaurants, tea shops and other places where people move around have been strictly inspected, and every pedestrian walking on the street will be questioned back and forth.

This situation has not stopped since last night until the sun turned westward the next day, and even has an intensifying trend.

There was an uproar in the Sirius Pass, some people panicked, some feared and flinched, and some people applauded.

For a time, the entire Sirius Pass became lively.

South of the city, a righteous village.

Bang bang bang!

The hurried and arrogant knock on the door kept ringing:

"Open the door quickly! Open the door quickly!"

"Come on~www.wuxiaspot.com~ here!"

The old man guarding Yizhuang did not dare to neglect, and walked over to open the door tremblingly. As soon as the door was opened, a group of soldiers filed in and began to search.

"My lord, it has already been done twice, but I dare not do this, disturbing the ancestors!"

The old man has a sad face, but how can he stop the elite soldiers who are searching?

They could only watch them rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find them. When they got there, they even opened the coffins to check them one by one.

"Sin, sin!"

The old man lit incense and kept accusing.

But I didn't find that in the corner, a coffin that had just been inspected was quietly opened, and the pale corpse sat up straight.