The First Cause of All Realms

The First Cause of All Realms Chapter 675 Fulong Court! (Thanks to the leader lz 槑)

Standing on the top of the mountains, a line of boundless wilderness, separated by 8,000 miles, pulled by an invisible air machine, the two seemed to have seen each other.

boom!

The huge shrine burst out with a long-lasting beep, and the movement was so loud that it caused a group of masters who were living in tents in front and back of the shrine to wake up.

In the hall, the ink mist was surging like a tidal wave, and one after another silhouette could be seen standing or sitting, all looking out of the hall.

"This is?"

There are many masters who can stand outside the Seven Kills Shrine. Although they have not noticed anything unusual when looking at them, they can faintly smell something unusual.

"Who can make the old demon react like this?"

The moment this thought flashed through everyone's mind, it seemed to have an answer.

When that name appeared in their hearts, the invisible pressure suppressed their breathing.

Among them, the vast majority are from Guannei, and many of them are wanted, and what's more, they were forced to escape by this one.

And this uneasiness reached its climax when he saw the densely packed monks and soldiers climbing up the mountain.

"Zhang Xuanba."

In the hall, the old demon lowered his eyes:

"I can't wait, did you break through that barrier, or..."

Lightly tapping the handrail, at a moment, he looked outside the hall, and saw a woman dressed in tulle, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face, walking slowly in the wind.

"Yan Fengqin!"

The arrival of the woman immediately attracted the attention of all the people, and when someone recognized her identity, their heart skipped a beat.

There are not many famous women in the world, and only a few people are famous for their martial arts. Ninety percent of the women on the Jinxiu Mountains and Rivers list are men, and the remaining 10 percent are mostly from Lianshengjiao.

Yan Fengqin is one of them.

The contemporary Liansheng teaches nine great elders. This person has the most famous name and the most ruthless methods. He has been arrested by Liufangmen and Jinyiwei for many years, but he is still at large.

"Junior Yan Fengqin, meet the Seven Kills Palace Master."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yan Fengqin walked to the main hall, bowed slightly, and bowed very respectfully.

"Yan Fengqin?"

In the hall, the old demon raised his eyes:

"Are you the only one here?"

"If you go back to the palace master, because of the Ding'an Dao uprising, the teaching is quite busy. Several seniors have no time to spare. Only the juniors lead the team..."

Yan Fengqin paused for a moment, then smiled and said:

"However, the palace lord's magic is unparalleled in the world, and he invites the world's heroes to gather, how can he care about this little power in my teaching? The juniors are here, just to pay tribute..."

"Huh~"

The old demon chuckled slightly and looked at the slightly embarrassed Dharma King of the Dark Moon:

"You are this?"

"The little monk came back with a broken halberd, ashamed of Brother Montenegro."

He only said a word, and the old monk who climbed the mountain was already embarrassed, but fortunately he couldn't see the dark folds on his face clearly.

"The Dharma King has not fought with others for many years, and occasional defeats are inevitable. However, several Martial Saints of the Daming court, plus Mu Qingliu, do not seem to be in Baizhou..."

The old demon has something to say.

Dharma King Darkmoon's face turned red. He knew that the old demon was mocking him, but he couldn't do anything, so he clasped his hands together and said nothing.

He didn't answer, and none of the monks and soldiers who followed him dared to speak, which left a group of bystanders at a loss.

"Forget it, the Dharma King will go by himself."

The old demon swept his eyes coldly, but didn't say anything, just a little more coldness in his heart.

With the power of one temple to rule a country, the four people in Eternal Temple, including Li Yuan, are not ordinary people. The defeat of the Dark Moon Dharma King caused some waves in his heart.

Three thousand years of great fortunes have flown, and at this time of change, it is the right time to change the situation on offense and defense...

Outside the main hall, Dharma King Dark Moon turned around silently, and everyone retreated, only Yan Fengqin stood in place, and when the crowd dispersed, she bowed slightly again.

The old monk seemed to feel something, and when he looked back, he saw that her lips were lightly opened but there was no sound. It was obviously a sound transmission. His heart moved slightly, but he still retreated.

Yan Fengqin walked into the dimly lit hall after a while.

Not long after, the black tide surged, but even he couldn't see the scene inside clearly, only faintly smelled a breath that made his mind tremble.

"is her…"

Dharma King Dark Moon froze in his heart, restrained his thoughts, and turned to leave.

Inside the temple, looking at Yan Fengqin who was bowing in front of him, the old demon frowned deeply. After a long time, he sighed very rarely:

"I didn't expect this day to come so quickly..."

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The sun rises in the east, swaying brightly.

At the foot of the Dayan Mountain, Feng Wushuang came in full force. She didn't like flying on an eagle very much.

Of course, returning to Dayan Mountain was the biggest reason why she was in a good mood.

If possible, she doesn't want to come to this ghost place in her life, but...

"Could that be the illegitimate son of this old witch? I've never seen her be so kind to others, and she even gave me two personal instruments..."

Someone muttered and was immediately warned.

"Yuan Zhaodi, if you keep your mouth shut, I'm afraid your sisters will all be killed by you!"

Feng Wushuang raised his brows, and the frightened former immediately shut up.

"Don't underestimate that Li Chuang. Before he gained power, he didn't show off. After he gained power, he really had a bit of a heroic temperament. Be careful when dealing with him in the future."

After reprimand, it is admonition.

After working together for several years, at first, she naturally despised Li Chuang and felt that this person was mediocre in martial arts, but gradually, she discovered that this person was powerful.

However, it has only been a few years, and it has even attracted the masters of different rudders from all over the world, and there is a tendency to integrate forces.

"Sister said yes."

A group of people responded, but Feng Wushuang sighed in his heart, knowing that they didn't take it to heart.

call!

At a certain moment, Feng Wushuang stopped abruptly, swept out of the corner of the eye, and took out a silk scarf from a bush somewhere.

"Senior sister, the old witch called me into the mountain, I'm so afraid of her, I'm so scared, so scared..."

On the silk scarf, there was only one sentence, which seemed to be written in blood. At this moment, the color had faded a lot, and it was obvious that a long time had passed.

"Baby Li'er..."

Feng Wushuang's expression darkened, and all the women who followed her silently wept.

"Sister..."

Yuan Zhaodi showed sadness and worry:

"The old witch urgently called me to wait, shouldn't it be..."

"To shut up!"

Feng Wushuang glanced at her, and in a deep voice ordered everyone to wait here, while he restrained his thoughts and walked into Dayan Mountain.

In the small courtyard that is like spring all the year round, the flowers and plants are lush, and the seemingly kind old woman takes care of the flowers and plants without hesitation. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she just put down her work.

A kind smile, like a grandmother waiting for her granddaughter to return:

"Wu Shuang is here? It's been a long time since I've been here, why didn't I come back to see it? I really want to **** off grandma..."

"Ding'an Road is really too far..."

With a stiff smile, Feng Wushuang had to bow his head to report, feeling extremely disgusted in his heart.

"Alas, the road is too long, and the back and forth is too much. However, in a few days, I will not be driven by the long distance."

The old woman smiled and asked about the progress of her Taoist practice.

Feng Wushuang did not dare to neglect and told the truth, but he also pretended to be puzzled and asked why.

"It has been more than 3,000 years since the tide has risen, and it is finally time. After a while, your grandma will teach you the technique of "rising clouds".

Saying that, the old woman gave a slight pause:

"Did you not notice the strong yin and evil on your way back and forth? Haven't you heard that there are many places where evil ghosts eat people?"

"Evil ghost eats people?"

Feng Wushuang was shocked.

She had heard of some, but she didn't take it to heart, and only regarded it as a rumor spread by someone.

But when these words came out of the mouth in front of him, it was very different.

After thousands of years of sky change and tide rising, is it really coming?

"In recent years, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has become much richer. The tree that grandma has planted for many years will finally bear fruit..."

Feng Wushuang's peripheral vision swept across, and among the flowers and plants, there was a small tree three feet high. At this moment, it had already produced red fruits like blood.

"This vermilion fruit, also known as 'Qi Xue Zhen', in previous years, may not bloom once in a hundred years. Now, after only 30 years, it has already come to fruition."

The old woman smiled unabated:

"Grandma called you back this time because she wanted you to walk for me, and take some medicine for the final watering..."

Feng Wushuang was terrified, but he still insisted:

"Why, what kind of medicine is not in the teaching, and you need to find it elsewhere?"

"Hehe~"

The old woman smiled.

Hearing the sound transmission, Feng Wushuang's face suddenly turned white.

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woo~

The cold wind blew across the snowfield, and the copper bell on the old horse's neck kept ringing.

The moment the invisible air filled the air, Yang Yu felt his brows get hot, and he couldn't help but look up. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

At this moment, he felt a desolate, ancient, and chaotic aura coming towards his face, and in a trance, he seemed to see a huge statue standing on the top of the mountain.

"Qi and God gather together, rest with the country, this old demon is sure that the divine weapon will move north!"

Playing with a dull relic, Henry Zhang retracted his gaze.

"Fulong Court?"

Yang Yu's heart moved, and he took the opportunity to ask.

"It's not too bad, after all, it's a very tiring and tedious method."

Henry Zhang nodded:

"The root of martial arts practice is just the three words 'Essence, Qi and Spirit', but these three words are subdivided, and they are like a sea of ​​smoke. It is difficult to build one's own boat for crossing the world without using foreign objects."

Yang prison listened quietly.

Henry Zhang is so good at being a teacher, and he has benefited a lot along the way.

"Actually, the Immortal Dao is not too bad. The so-called four steps to becoming an Immortal are not just a pretense of a ceremony to use the fruits of the digestive Dao for one's own use."

Henry Zhang said casually:

"The poor, rich and powerful emperors seek immortals and want to gain great power in themselves. It has never been something ordinary people can afford. Fulongting, it sounds mysterious, but it is just borrowing the luck of the country to seek one's own way."

"This old demon supports Heavenly Wolf. Therefore, outside this fortress, his aura is better than many inside the gate..."

Yang Yu was thoughtful.

It's not difficult to understand, he is in the Northwest Road, not mentioning the book of life and death, he can also perceive the benefits in the dark, and the fate of the wind, after all, there are some benefits.

Whether it is practice, or fighting with people.

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