The First Cause of All Realms

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The tomb faces the sun, there is little snow, and sporadic green grass grows.

"Really, I'm here to see you..."

After sweeping away the weeds and dead leaves on the tomb, Yang Yu took off the gourd around his waist and sprinkled a gourd and monkey wine on the tomb with the strong aroma of wine.

Qin Si put down the fruits and vegetables, and visited the tomb of the ancestor. After a while, she retreated silently, leaving the space for Yang Prison.

The latter sat down against the tombstone and sighed softly:

"Just a little..."

Yang Yu was unavoidably saddened in his heart.

For him, the two most difficult points in the refining of the Five Zang Guan recipes were the Ape King and Shanjun, which were swept away by the Taoist Mantra.

Without the help of Lao Dao, Yang prison would not know when he would have gotten to this point.

However, Lao Dao did not wait for this day.

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

"Brother Yang, I am very sad..."

Qin Si thought silently in her heart, and suddenly, she seemed to feel something, wiggled her nose, and smelled an indescribable strange fragrance.

"This is?!"

Before and after the tomb, it seemed to be inspired by the invisible, and large tracts of grass, shrubs, flowers and plants rushed out of the ground.

In just a few moments before and after, a large tract of flowers and plants bloomed, and the whole tomb was shrouded in lush greenery.

And that strange fragrance comes from, the source of change.

Between Yang Prison's five fingers, there is a strange fruit, which is blue and white, crystal clear, and seems to have a three-part human shape.

"People, ginseng fruit?!"

Qin Si covered her mouth.

She has also been to the fantasy realm many times, and more than once heard Yang Prison talk about this ginseng fruit that can prolong life, but when she saw it, she couldn't help but be shocked.

When she looked at it, she could see a large area of ​​green spread, with the tomb as the center, not long after, a radius of several miles, or even farther away.

Ice and snow melt, vegetation grows, and everything recovers.

This scene disturbed the merchants who came and went outside the city gate, and also caused an uproar among many people in the martial arts who were watching from a distance.

The medicinal power of this fruit has not leaked out, however, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth is actually gathering, so that the vegetation grows and a hundred flowers bloom.

This is simply miraculous.

"Master, why don't you call me when you refine the precious fruit of prolonging life..."

At this time, a voice came from the sleeve robe, and the ghost baby stuck his head out of the five ghost beads, looking at the strange fruit that looked like a human being extremely greedy.

"You actually recognize this fruit?"

Using the real gang to lock the medicine without losing its power, Yang Yu shook the little devil out of his sleeve.

Qin Si frowned slightly and stopped.

She naturally recognized this kid, but this kid was so ugly, with a dark complexion, a big head and a small body, and a strange appearance...

"Isn't it just grass for pills? The little one not only recognizes it, but also knows how to eat it!"

The scarlet tongue licked his lips, and the ghost baby was quite proud:

"This fruit should belong to the genus of 'Grass Returns Pills'. It is said to be a great medicine grown in a large tomb in ancient times, which can increase people's yin and yang lifespan.

It's just that this is not something you eat, it has no taste or use, you have to return it to the ground, smell it with your nose, and then you can get its vitality and know its delicious taste..."

"You actually know?"

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows, this ghost baby was not wrong.

But all strange things can not be regarded as common sense.

It is the so-called 'difficult, difficult, difficult, and the most profound way, without meeting someone to pass on the wonderful tricks, empty words are tired of mouth and tongue dry'.

If there is no one to give pointers, don't say anything about the Dao of Immortals and Gods, the loose people who have no power and no sect, just got a precious fruit by chance, and I am afraid that they don't even know how to refine it.

The reason why he knew it was because there was a vague record of how to eat ginseng fruit in the Three Burials Journey to the West.

"If you encounter gold, you will fall, if you encounter soil, you will enter. If you smell it, you can live three hundred and sixty years." This is the refining method of ginseng fruit.

It's just, such a secret, how does this ghost baby know?

"Hehe~"

The ghost baby rubbed his hands together and smiled flatly:

"Master, your yang lifespan is not long, and your little yin lifespan is not long. Why don't we share this fruit together? You..."

"Ordinarily, it's okay to give you this yin life, but this time it won't happen..."

Yang Prison shook his head slightly.

"You, shouldn't you add this 'Yin Shou' to him..."

The ghost baby reacted and pointed to the tomb of the Taoist mantra, and stuttered a little:

"Yes, but the Taoist priest has already been destroyed."

"not necessarily."

When he raised his hand, the ghost baby was pushed out ten feet away, Yang Prison released his five fingers, and the real gang dispersed, allowing the ginseng fruit to fall to the ground.

For many days after the mantra passed away, Yang Prison never gave up his search. He didn't believe it. He was an old Taoist at the peak of Martial Saint many years ago.

"call!"

The moment the fruit entered the ground, Yang Yu took a deep breath, only to feel a strong aroma between his nose and mouth, and the vigorous vitality rushed to the limbs and bones.

In an instant, a drastic change took place in his body.

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were smoothed out by invisible force, and his white hair turned into blue silk, which hung down from one root to the next, radiating crystal light.

Qin Si covered her mouth and snorted softly, only to feel the majestic anger rising from Yang Yu's body, sweeping away the faint anger.

crackling~

The muscles and bones of the whole body are rubbing like thunder, and the vigorous vitality is surging, filling the holes and gaps in the body...

"My yin life..."

The ghost baby was about to come out, licking and rolling frantically on the ground, with extreme heartache.

After a while, he turned his head sullenly, with a sad face:

"call!"

Yang Yu took a deep breath again, his breath was long, and with just one click, there was wind on the ground.

The airflow rolled the residual medicinal power into his nose and body, turning into bits and pieces of vitality, filling the huge gap in his body.

Qin Si also smelled it. At this moment, her body was glowing, her energy was soaring, and she was a little smoked. Even the white dog's eyes were shining, his tongue was sticking out, and he was breathing heavily.

Only the ghost baby squatted on the ground, feeling the yin life that disappeared in the tomb, and wanted to cry without tears:

'Bitterness, bitterness! Using my Yangshou, without blinking an eye for three hundred years, refining precious fruits, I don’t even remember that I also need Yinshou…’

Yang prison could only pretend he didn't hear the ghost baby's whimper. He had already made up his mind about the 'yin longevity' of this ginseng fruit.

hum~

In the gloomy cauldron, the book of life and death shines.

Yang Yu's mind turned, he opened the entrance of the secluded Cui Dong, and locked the lonely grave in front of him with the remnants of the book of life and death.

Between life and death, there are all kinds of secrets that he cannot know at this time.

But tombs and corpses are the only means of survival. If there is still a ray of breath left in the Taoist mantra, then this tomb is the only means that can be found.

And this yin longevity is the bridge that Yang prison uses to penetrate the body of the Taoist man and the soul that may not be completely scattered!

call!

In the midst of his thoughts, Yang Yu's mind has been completely lost in the book of life and death. With the mysterious mystery, he only feels that his mind is drifting to a high place.

Boom!

At a certain moment, Yang Yuru was struck by lightning, and he swallowed his blood, but his eyes slowly lit up in a trance.

An invisible force interrupted his prying eyes. However, in that startling glance, he saw a strange yet familiar scene.

"Dayan Mountain!"

...

...

Whoosh!

High in the sky, the wind was extremely cold.

Yu Jing stood on the back of the eagle with his hands behind his back, overlooking the mountains and the earth under the clouds and mist.

"God, in the end there is a way for people to live..."

Wind, thunder, rain and snow, any of the things between heaven and earth, if there is too much, it will be a disaster. A heavy snowfall is not considered a snow disaster, but if it lasts for years, it will be really terrifying.

"Although this snow disaster is in the future, the group of alien barbarians outside the Great Wall has already come... The country is about to fall, and there will be disasters. This natural disaster and man-made disaster are all coming, and it's no wonder that the old Zhang family's world is coming to an end."

An old man in a black long gown sighed slightly:

"It's just that the person chosen by the uncle, I'm afraid..."

"Teacher's decision, there is no mistake or omission, Senior Brother Han, don't hesitate, if you have something to say, hold back, can't hold back, just get out."

Yu Jing did not lie.

The old man's name was 'Han Yilong', from Ding'an Dao, and he was a disciple of 'Lin Xunyi', one of the six gentlemen of the Xu family.

"..."

Han Yilong was almost choked to death, his face was ugly, and he swallowed this breath after a long while:

"Junior Brother Yu, you..."

"Xingzhou, here we are!"

Yujing lowered his eyes, a tall and majestic city was built by the river and came into view.

The Northwest Road consists of Yan, Xing, and Li states. The two of them have already been restored. If only Xingzhou starts, then the Northwest will all start.

Boo!

The eagle chirped softly and fluttered its wings.

Yu Jing came fast, and did not cover up Xingzang. It will be landing soon, and a group of people has already rushed over.

More than two years ago, Yang Yu passed on Wang Muzhi, and soon after the Northwest Road was selected, the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain had already rushed to the northwest.

Xingzhou is an important place to fight for, and naturally there will be no one.

In fact, when Yu Jing went to Lizhou, he didn't do much. The two chaotic troops that were occupying the city were defeated by Yang Prison one after another. These cities belonged to the land without owners.

As soon as Yu Jing arrived, the resistance forces that were still there were also collapsed and fled.

"Brother!"

"Uncle Master!"

"Master!"

Everyone saluted, some frowned, and some relieved.

"Why are you frowning? But there is a change in Xingzhou City, and you can't win it?"

Han Yilong frowned.

"Return to Master..."

The leader, bitterly responded:

"The disciples and others took Xingzhou City more than a month ago, but who would have expected, but who would have expected that the experts of the imperial court would also follow..."

"The city, has it been taken?"

Yu Jing interrupted him.

"Returning to Shishu, the city is still in my hands, but the reason why those court experts were besieged and not attacked is, that is..."

"wait for me."

Yu Jing sneered, not surprised.

The disciple was originally apprehensive, but Yu Jing did not panic at all, nor did he criticize him, but stepped into the city and ordered the city gate to be closed.

Not long after, the experts of the imperial court also arrived.

Under the changing banner, Yu Jing stood with his hands behind his back, seeing someone coming, his expression was solemn, but he was not surprised, he just sighed:

"The Taoist priest is also a generation of high power, why do you need to come to this muddy water?"

"Pindao has already been in it, but how can he get rid of it?"

Daoist Yunni also sighed, but the faces of Ku Rong's half and half were condensed like water:

"Your Majesty's royal car is coming, then Yang Prison's origin is a big loss, even if he still has the strength to fight, but it is doomed in the end, why should you..."

"Doomed?"

Yu Jing raised his eyebrows.

"The background of the imperial court~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is beyond your imagination, and that Yang Prison, even you, no one can use it..."

Looking at Yu Jing, Daoist Yunni said lightly:

"You know, these days, the reason why you can win so many cities is because the poor Dao is waiting for you outside the city of Xingzhou?"

"Thank you for that!"

Yu Jingchen laughed.

"You need to rush back and forth from city to city, but the poor road, as long as you take down you, the entire Northwest Road can be recovered. At that time, Yang Prison will be left alive, and a lonely city will be left.

What else are you going to take to face His Majesty's imperial expedition? ! "

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Good night, everyone.

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