The First Cause of All Realms

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In the autumn of the twelfth year of Qianyuan, July 14th.

It is beneficial to marry, to break ground, to pray for a housewarming, and to avoid climbing, getting into trouble, and going out.

There are no clouds in the sky, and the autumn is high and crisp. . .

when!

when!

when!

The melodious bells echoed inside and outside the city.

In the palace, there was a lot of people talking, and all the servants were busy and busy, putting up lights and colors everywhere.

Historically, the succession ceremony of the vassal kings has always been prepared in advance, such as this general temporary notice is really rare.

And these, Zhang Lingfeng naturally doesn't care.

It was not yet dawn, and he had stood up amid the service of the maids, wearing a crown and a gorgeous dress.

The Ming Dynasty followed the ancient system. The emperor used a large fur crown with twelve crowns, and the king used nine chapters and nine crowns, which was extremely honorable.

"King Longyuan..."

In the huge bronze mirror waiting for people, under the shaking Mian, there was an unspeakable smile on Zhang Lingfeng's face.

"My king is a thousand years old."

He shook his sleeves lightly, and walked out of the room under the kneeling **** of a group of maids.

Outside the door, Yu Jing in a green shirt waits with his hands down.

"Good day, why don't you smile, sir?"

Zhang Lingfeng smiled.

Yu Jing's face is expressionless:

"I'm thinking, Lin Qitian retreated and didn't die, Yu Fangzhou, Nanshanba and other old kings have not yet surrendered, why are you so eager to take over the throne."

Lin Qitian's defeat and retreat to Longyuanhe was beyond the expectations of many people. Even if he was watching the whole battle and ready to help at any time, he never expected this result.

The might of Meteor Falls and Destroys Arrows, even he would not dare to swipe its edge, but...

"Lin Qitian has even hit me with nine Taoist techniques, so immortality is not a threat. Yu, Nanshan and the others, it's just scabies, why should Mr. Yu care?"

Zhang Lingfeng laughed lightly, and before he got on the prepared bamboo chariot, he turned his steps and walked towards the backyard.

It seems that there is something more important than his succession to the throne.

Yu Jing frowned and followed.

The Longyuan Palace occupies a very small area, and how many are intricate and complicated. After Zhang Lingfeng turned around, he came to a remote and quiet place.

"My lord..."

At this point, Yu Jing smelled an unusual breath, and his heart moved slightly.

He is not very familiar with Old Wang Longyuan.

All I know is that more than 20 years ago, he led the army to conquer the martial arts sect in the territory and committed public anger, and was set up in an ambush and severely injured.

After more than 20 years, he was in a coma and rarely woke up.

"Old man, I'm here to see you."

Pushing the door and entering, the luxurious crown is dazzling in the dim room.

Yu Jing glanced at it and was surprised.

On the bed was a skinny old man who could not see the original appearance, but it was not his weakness that surprised him.

Rather...

"Pointing to the ground into steel!"

Yu Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized the injury suffered by Old King Long Yuan.

"More than 20 years ago, the old man led the army to conquer the sects in the territory, and he received a huge counterattack somewhere. The Scarlet Blood Daoist lurked in the middle, and he broke out and attacked him heavily..."

Zhang Lingfeng's expression was subtle, like crying and laughing.

On that day, to this day, he still remembers very clearly that the old man was severely injured, and he was almost in a coma before he could be sent back to the palace.

And the last order he gave before he fell unconscious was to kill himself.

"No. 5 on the Mountains and Rivers List, Scarlet Blood Daoist?"

Yu Jing let out a sigh of relief.

Of course, the Mountains and Rivers Ranking is not as well-known as the 'Supernatural Skills Ranking', 'Daoshu Ranking', and the 'Wonderful Insects and Beasts Ranking' circulated in Xuankong Mountain, but there are also some masters among them.

The top five on the Mountains and Rivers list are all the most famous grandmaster-level masters in the martial arts.

Martial arts practice to the realm of great masters, the gap between each other is actually not big, the difference between the superior and the inferior is not in the physique, qi and blood.

And in the real gang, martial arts, different techniques, Taoism, and, supernatural powers.

The great masters on the Mountains and Rivers List are all the best in the century-old martial arts, and they all possess ten-grade magical powers and supernatural powers.

The Scarlet Blood Daoist is one of them. With his single-handed iron-smelting hand, he is the only one in the martial arts world. In addition, he has the supernatural power of "fingering the ground into steel", and there are few opponents in the world.

"It's no wonder that the Scarlet Blood Daoist has disappeared, and he has not walked the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years. It turned out that he committed such a big case..."

Yu Jing was stunned.

Zhang Lingfeng said something casually, and his eyes fell on the bed:

"From a horse to the world, the famous Qinglong Grandmaster has been reduced to such a situation that life is worse than death, you are working hard..."

He muttered to himself, his expression cloudy and uncertain, like crying or laughing, and he could sense his violent mood swings without sensing.

call!

Suddenly, Yu Jing shot and stopped Zhang Lingfeng's pressing palm, and the whole small courtyard shook with smoke and dust.

"Killing the father is ominous!"

Yu Jing's face sinks like water.

What he learned was different from traditional Confucianism. He did not have the heart of pure filial piety to the monarch, but he could not tolerate having a son kill his father in front of his eyes.

"I want to kill him, why wait until now?"

Zhang Lingfeng laughed.

Throwing away Yu Jing's palm, he fell flat, and clasped the old man's shriveled face:

"He will die sooner or later, but it will definitely not be today. How can I lose his testimony on my road to becoming a king?!"

boom!

It seemed like thunder struck the ground.

Yu Jing's pupils shrank, and in an instant, he smelled an extremely strong alien qi, which was like Taoism but not Taoism.

Is this magic? !

...

The mighty Longyuan River flows from west to east and flows through Daming North Six Roads, nourishing fertile fields and nurturing endless livelihoods.

Longyuan City is located in the southeast of the Dahe River. The city has four gates, and both water and land are connected.

Daocheng is located in the west of Shibali, and is a white jade-based, ten-zhang-high sacrificial platform. This is the place where the King Longyuan worshipped the sky.

It is also the place where successive Longyuan Kings succeeded to the throne.

when!

when!

As the huge bell rang, Long Yuanwei, dressed in thousands of soldiers, came out of Decheng in a luxurious chariot.

Ten times and dozens of times more people followed closely behind and came in a mighty manner.

The succession of King Longyuan is a major event for anyone living in this land, and the heads of many gentry and sect gangs in the city will come.

The various state families and martial arts sects who were invited came non-stop.

A large number of fireworks bloomed in the sky, the light was dazzling, and the sound of gongs and drums was endless, but it was still unable to suppress the sound of "the mountains call for a thousand years".

"Kingdom!"

On the luxurious carriage, Zhang Lingfeng sat upright, with the tsunami-like greetings of thousands of people beside his ears. As far as he could see, no one was standing in front of him.

The prestige of kingship is right here.

Even a deeply thoughtful person like Zhang Lingfeng felt a little smoky for a while, like drinking nectar.

This kind of taste is better than countless people in the world.

"It's no wonder that throughout the ages, everyone has longed for power. King power is already like this. What kind of scenery should the throne that sits on the top of the world?"

Zhang Lingfeng thought leisurely.

The power in hand is no less than the pleasure of adding a powerful force to the body. The latter can destroy the city and pull out the village, and beheading is like mowing the grass, and everyone is afraid.

And the former is even better, in a single thought, it is enough to make the earth raise swords, thousands of people's heads fall to the ground, and they bleed and drift!

"Old man, I'm sorry for you..."

On the chariot, which was only one step behind, the haggard-looking old woman supported the weak Old King Long Yuan, her eyes full of sadness.

"These years, I've suffered for you."

The weak and hoarse voice spit out, as if exhausted.

With the help of Yu Fengxian, Old Wang Long Yuan just sat up reluctantly, looked at the second son in Wang Paojia's body, and sighed:

"After all, you have come to this road of no return..."

"Do you regret not strangling me in swaddling clothes? It's too late!"

Zhang Lingfeng twitched the corners of his mouth, and there was a hideous smile in his smile:

"I'll let you see with your own eyes, this earth's swordsmen are everywhere, and you are all destroyed by me one by one!"

"Evil son!"

The old prince's eyes flashed with blood, but he was too weak, and the heavy trauma for more than 20 years had consumed all his energy.

Zhang Lingfeng fell back to the carriage with a flick of his finger.

"Zhang Lingfeng!"

Yu Fengxian struggled to protect her grandfather, gritted her teeth and glared.

If possible, she would have liked to slaughter her and die with her, but her qi and blood and infuriating qi were banned, and she was in severe pain when she moved.

"Angry, angry?"

Zhang Lingfeng laughed on his back, very happy: "I only moved his finger, but you guys have imprisoned me for nearly 20 years and caused me to cut off my descendants!"

After speaking, his eyes became fierce:

"It's you, I'm sorry!"

His mood fluctuated violently, and the terrifying air movement spread, causing the thousands of dragons and horses in front of and behind the convoy to become restless.

In the Yu Jing not far away, his eyes sank involuntarily.

"I've been sorry for too many people in this life, but you are not the only one."

With a hoarse voice, the old man sat up with the severe pain, straightened his back, and his dim old eyes couldn't see clearly.

But his will, like a substantial flame, pierced through his body:

"If you weren't my son, you should have died when you were eight years old! Old brothers, I am sorry for you..."

Yu Fengxian and the old woman were heartbroken, especially the latter, who burst into tears and burst into tears.

"Then I really want to thank you."

Zhang Lingfeng's eyes became fierce and terrifying:

"I killed more than a dozen despicable servants, and you hate me for not dying, but you have killed more than a thousand people in your life? Shouldn't you die?!"

"servant?!"

Disappointment flashed in the eyes of the old prince, and his breath became weak:

"That's the old brother who fought with me for many years, guarding the frontier, and the uncle who took care of you since childhood..."

He coughed violently and was extremely angry:

"Xue Dilong's order is right, you are a natural beast, a savage ghost without humanity!"

quiet!

In the scolding, Zhang Lingfeng slowly closed his eyes, opened them again, and reached the sacrifice platform.

"You don't have to think about angering me, letting you spend your life in pain and regret, it's more in line with my heart than killing you with a knife."

The chariot landed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhang Lingfeng got up slowly. He adjusted his robes, straightened his crown, and walked to the sacrifice roof with the help of a special person.

"My king, Chitose, Chitose, Chitose!"

Amidst the sound like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis, inside and outside the sacrificial platform, men and women, old and weak, sick and disabled, all knelt down.

"You want to live a thousand years?!"

Suddenly, a voice came with wind and thunder, like a cold current blowing through the mountains, freezing everything:

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