The First Cause of All Realms

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In the tornado running through the ground and clouds, Lin Daoren's sleeves are like flags, and indescribable emotions are surging in his heart.

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Bereavement at a young age, young people studying art, and young people going down the mountain are famous all over the world.

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Wu Sheng…

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In front of his eyes, he seemed to see his former self again. In front of the mountain gate, the teacher asked him how to choose. He said that the martial arts will not be abandoned, and the immortals will not be abandoned.

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And now...

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"teacher…"

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Strong emotions surged into his chest, and then turned into a long howl that shook hundreds of miles and ten miles.

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Clear, high-pitched, lonely and passionate.

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The long whistling echoed in the four fields, rumbling and shaking, causing the Northwest Road City to boil inside and outside.

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Many people who were disturbed in the martial arts climbed the wall one after another, or hurried out of the city. Some people were shocked, some people were shocked.

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Before the lonely grave, the wind whistled, Yang prison looked into the air, and the emotion in the whistling was extremely strong.

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Suddenly, there seems to be an old man who has experienced ups and downs, face to face, he has spent half his life so far, more than seventy years of wind, frost, rain and snow.

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"If my life is up to me..."

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Thirty years have passed, as if a tiger is free from its shackles, a dragon enters the sea, and the scorching blood qi spreads out layer by layer on Lin Daoren.

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Wind and fire are in perfect harmony at this moment. In the sight of many people, it seems like a blazing fire like a scorching sun, burning roaringly.

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"Saint Wu!"

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"Someone wants to break through the Martial Saint!"

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"Yes, it's Lin Daoist!"

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…

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Outside the city, there was an uproar.

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In the northwest road city, there are many martial artists in the rivers and lakes, and among them there are many masters of the older generation who have heard of the prestige of Lin Daoren.

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At this moment, I heard a long whistle, and I saw the flames and air waves, and everyone's heart was shaking, and they couldn't contain their excitement!

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Since ancient times, there have been only a few martial arts saints. This is the martial arts, the monument of the martial arts, and the myth of the rivers and lakes. I have seen it with my own eyes. How can I be calm?

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"Lin Daoren is burning his life?!"

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On the high flagpole, Qin Lihu was shocked and surprised.

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His entrance has been opened, and his perception is amazing. Although he is far away, he has also captured the familiar aura, but how is this possible?

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When I asked for an interview last time, this person was clearly as weak as a candle in the wind...

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After thinking about it, he had already stimulated his true qi and approached very quickly.

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Since ancient times, there have been very few Martial Sages, and almost none of them have been able to see Martial Sage's breakthrough with his own eyes. Such an experience is extremely important to him at this time.

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"Lin Daoren?!"

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Qi Daoguang stepped forward, the tiger's eyes were startled, and there was surprise and doubt.

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A few days ago, he just fought with him. At that time, Daoist Lin had a very high level of martial arts, but he was full of suffocation, suffocated and blood loss, not to mention the martial arts, and even had the possibility of falling to the position of the great master.

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How long has it been, style="display:inline-block;widtdisplay:inline-block;wdata-ad-client="ca-pub-12data-ad4185134""data-ad-region="cont_mid"data-ad-slot= "6246767822"data-ad-(adsbygoogle=w[]).push({}); Can it break through?

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He subconsciously took a step forward, but stopped abruptly, looking at the solitary tomb, only to see Yang Yu standing in the wind, holding a long knife in his hand, his eyes shining like a torch.

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Is it because of him?

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Sweeping across Yang Prison's vitality, which turned from white to black, and flourished again, Qi Daoguang's heart shuddered, and he heard a roar like thunder, rumbling and shaking.

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"Fang De grows golden lotuses in the fire!"

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Boom!

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In the sky, the flame burst, like a golden lotus blooming in it.

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At this moment, Qi Daoguang only felt that in the wind and rain, the ocean was surging and roaring, and the tide was rising, gloomy and dangerous. …

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At a certain moment, golden light bloomed, and a big fish covered with scars rose up into the abyss, accompanied by a long howl that sounded like thunder,

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Like Kunpeng Aotian!

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"What a Lin Daoist!"

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Qi Daoguang couldn't help but admire.

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His perception is strong, and he is the person who is closest to the threshold of the Martial Saint except for Lin Daoist.

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He could even detect the changes in the Qi, blood, and true astral in Lin Daoren's body.

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This pass is also called the Pass of Burning Life.

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That flaming golden lotus is the blend of Qi and blood that Lin Daoren has cultivated throughout his life.

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If you don't, you will die!

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"He, made a choice..."

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In front of the solitary tomb, Yang Yu's eyes were condensed, his eyebrows were half open, and he had noticed more things than anyone else.

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Is it possible to have the ten capitals of the Martial Saints?

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The answer is yes.

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In the top five of the Splendid List, apart from Henry Zhang, the other four, including Mu Qingliu and the old demon from Montenegro, all possess both.

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However, it is extremely difficult to obtain both.

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According to the Taoist mantra, whoever becomes a martial sage first will not be able to advance to the ten capitals no matter what. If you want to have both, you must first become the ten capitals, or the two must be at the same time.

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The reason for it, the mantra man can't explain it, maybe it's not the case, but the records that have been passed down since ancient times are all like this.

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On the bright side, this step doesn't seem to be difficult. However, only those who have come before this decision will understand the difficulty.

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The difficulty of the Martial Saint lies in talent, understanding, will, and practice, while the difficulty of the Ten Capitals lies in the fact that the destiny chart is hard to find, the ocean of laws is vast, and luck is greater than self-cultivation.

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Lin Daoren, Qi Daoguang, Wang Muzhi, Tie Hengliu and other great masters with Taoism and fruit can all touch the threshold of the Martial Saint.

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But because the ten capitals are difficult to achieve, you will have to waste ten years, decades, or even longer in front of Wushengmen!

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The reason why Lin Daoren did not break through back then was because of this, and at this moment, he had already made up his mind!

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'He is so urgent, perhaps because he is afraid that he will hesitate and regret...'

Yang Yu's heart arose with enlightenment.

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In the sky, the fire of the golden lotus scattered along with the whistling hurricane, and Daoist Lin slowly landed, and his vigorous blood flowed back.

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At this moment, his breath was different!

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Without the weakness and twilight he once had, even though his long hair was half-white, his aura was far more fiery than before.

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"Thank you."

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His blood was calm, and Lin Daoren had reached the solitary grave. He bowed to Captain Yang, then turned around and knelt before the grave.

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"teacher…"

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As soon as he made a breakthrough, Lin Daoren didn't seem very happy. In front of the tomb, there was great sadness and sadness in his eyes.

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"If the disciple wasn't so stubborn back then..."

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In the long sigh, Lin Daoren let out the gloomy air that he had suppressed for many years, and when he stood up again, the whole person's aura had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

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When the light in his eyes fell, Yang Yu couldn't help being shocked.

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The aura of Lin Daoren, who is about to break through, seems to have surpassed Nie Longtian...

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"Master~~"

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With a long cry, Zhao Kun rushed forward and fell to the ground from a distance. Seeing that Lin Daoren was promoted to the Martial Saint, he suddenly burst into tears for some reason. …

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"Why are you crying!"

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Lin Daoren shook his sleeves, and invisible strength had already propped him up.

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"After more than 20 years, the world has added another martial arts monument..."

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As the voice echoed, Qi Daoguang came with a halberd.

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Lin Daoren's eyes were gloomy, and he said in a sullen manner, "At this moment, the poor Daoist is all gone, and I really want to experience the ninth-rank Baquan again!"

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"Huh~"

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Qi Daoguang laughed, Fang Tianhua halberd slowly raised:

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"This halberd from a certain family is already on the 10th rank. It is used to teach the Sanshou Sanshou against fate. It's not impossible to think about it!"

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Phew!

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The halberd was raised, and his aura was flamboyant and domineering. Facing the Lin Daoist who had already broken through, he was not afraid at all, and even felt eager to try.

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"Yes, of course not."

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Lin Daoren stretched his arms, and the blood in his body was flowing like volcanic lava that had accumulated for countless years.

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The breath leaked out, causing a gust of wind in the forest.

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However, that's all, the stretched arm drooped down, and he shook his head slightly: "Unfortunately, Pindao has no interest in you at this moment..."

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"Not very interested?"

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Qi Daoguang's brows twitched, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes:

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"There are more than one or two Martial Saints that Qimou fought against, not to mention you who will break through. Even if Nie Longtian is here, what can he do to me?"

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Boom!

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As soon as the voice fell, a bang exploded over the plain.

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The red color was like a fire burning the sky, and it closed at once. Lin Daoren was still in the same place, as if there was no movement, but when Daoguang was enlightened, he retreated violently by several ten feet, and Fang Tian drew a halberd and screamed, as if he had been hit hard.

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"The difference between the lines is like two people..."

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Lightly flicking Fang Tianhua's halberd, Qi Daoguang's eyes became brighter, the arrogance around his body rose, and the scorching surroundings were filled with dense colors.

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After a collision, his breath became more and more boiling.

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"It's no wonder that you are so arrogant and domineering in the body of the second-level realm. At this moment, it's really not easy to break through, but..."

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Gently stretched out his five fingers, Lin Daoren suddenly laughed, very cold:

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"Do you believe it or not, just outside this city, the poor Daoist hangs you up and beats you?"

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"Arrogant!"

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Qi Daoguang's complexion sank, and he stepped forward.

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Boom!

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Fang Tianhuaji, who suddenly broke through the air, was stopped by a long knife.

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In the midst of the roar of gas explosion, Yang Yu calmly said:

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"Brother Qi, if you are in such a hurry, then you don't need to choose another day. You and I let go of the battle now, how about the outcome?"

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Zheng~

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Fang Tianhua put his halberd back on his shoulders, and Qi Daoguang suppressed the fighting spirit in his heart. He was never a temperament to be angry, but it was about 'lifting the sky and shaking the earth', so he had to hold his nose and endure it.

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At this moment, the two gods haven't responded yet.

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"Nine days later, I will come to find you!"

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This time, Qi Daoguang didn't return to the city, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com carried Fang Tianhua halberd to the field, and after a few ups and downs, his back was nowhere to be seen.

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"This man's talent and martial arts are not inferior to you, but he has more than 20 years of practice than you. He is so strong that he can't be beaten by a martial sage..."

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Looking at the back of Qi Daoguang leaving, Lin Daoren opened his mouth, his voice was cold and merciless:

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"The two of you fight, the odds of winning are only three points."

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"In front of Wushengmen, no matter how high it is, it's only like this. Twenty years, or thirty years of practice, in fact, it doesn't make much sense, the difference."

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He replied casually, Yang Yu didn't like to talk about victory or defeat, and instead said:

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"You owe me three things before you can leave."

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Lin Daoren's mind, he naturally understands, the reason why he is eager to make a breakthrough, I'm afraid, the intention is Dayan Mountain...

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"Three things, you said, Pindao didn't agree."

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Lin Daoren replied coldly.

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"That's up to you."

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No longer paying attention to the duplicitous Daoist Lin, Yang Yu sat on the ground, closed his eyes, and sensed the subtle changes in his body.

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This ginseng fruit made up all the lifespan he had consumed, and there were even remnants.

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