The First Cause of All Realms

The latest website: After many years, I listened to the teacher's teaching again. Although it was refuted, Wang Muzhi was happy with it.

He casually searched for an empty tea shop, asked for a cup of tea, and the two sat opposite each other. Qiu Zhanyu was drowsy and had to sit aside.

"The old man has been fond of reading since he was a child, and he loves to read history. History can be used as a mirror to know the rise and fall. In the long years, there are always valuable experiences and lessons left by predecessors----"

With a cup of tea in hand, through the thin mist, Xu Wenji said lightly:

"Throughout the ages, there has been no shortage of people looking for immortals to visit Taoism. There are many longings for the ancient times, and they think that the era when immortals and Buddhas lived in the world is as beautiful as the records of Taoist treasures and Buddhist scriptures.

Unfortunately, this is all an illusion. "

Wang Muzhi listened quietly, the teacher hadn't spoken to him face to face for a long time.

"Grandmaster, one person makes an army, a martial sage, and the enemy country! For the old monsters like Montenegro and Fan Ruyi, who have lived for hundreds of years, people in the world are like ants.

What about the fairy gods in legends?”

Xu Wenji took a sip of tea:

"The immortals and Buddhas in Taoist and Buddhist scriptures have vast supernatural powers, are self-sufficient and immortal, but they also love the world and are infinitely beautiful.

But this, after all, is written for believers, people don’t care about the food and clothing of ants, they only care about the fatness of cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs…”

"Teacher, you're going too far."

Wang Muzhi shook his head slightly:

"Everything from ancient times will not return."

"They may not return, but they will still be born, perhaps, from among you..."

Turning the teacup, Xu Wenji looked a little dazed

"At the beginning of the founding of the country, the Great Ancestor purged the officials and killed people. For a time, the government was clean and harmonious, but the tyrannical corrupt officials and the powerful bandits are gone now?"

Wang Muzhi was silent for a moment, then said:

"Students always believe that it's up to people! The past can't be changed, but the future is undecided!"

"Hopefully."

The master and apprentice were silent for a long time, the tea shop shopkeeper came to exchange the hot tea again and again, Xu Wenji just came back to his senses,

"When people get old, their thoughts turn slower..."

After taking a sip of tea, putting down the teacup, and picking up the bamboo stick, Xu Wenji slowly turned around:

"How the future is, that's your business. The old man is just a mediocre person, and it's not easy to be busy now..."

"I just want to tell you, some things, don't mess around, make a mistake, you just spend some time asking, but people, what you lose is your life---"

His figure became more and more upright.

Wang Muzhi bowed to see each other, and after a long time, he straightened up, only to see Li Baihu walking slowly.

"Master Li?"

Seeing Li Baihu dressed in normal clothes, Qiu Zhanyu felt inexplicably nervous.

"Lord Li is this?"

Wang Muzhi glanced at it, and behind him came several guards in Jinyi who were carrying suitcases, all dressed in regular clothes.

"I have been an official for many years, and when I was about to leave, I couldn't think of a few people to say goodbye to. After thinking about it, it's just you master and apprentice."

Li Baihu took a teacup uninvited and poured it on wine, handed it to Wang Muzhi, and drank it all by himself regardless of the other party

"bid farewell?"

Wang Muzhi's heart moved

"Going out of customs?"

"Go to Xubian."

Li Baihu didn't hide it.

"Li Tou, you----"

Qiu Zhanyu groaned in his heart, trying to persuade him, but was interrupted by the latter raising his hand.

"The chores in the court, the old man is really bored. After Fang Zhenghao's death, there was no one to guard the mountain pass, and the old man went to guard it for a few years."

After three glasses of wine, Li Baihu handed over his hands and said goodbye.

Wang Muzhi was thoughtful, suddenly raised his finger, grabbed a ray of light, his mind turned and asked, his eyes suddenly condensed:

"Good Li Baihu..."

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The wind was blowing, the rain was pouring, and it continued for many days. The river was high, the roads were muddy, and the mountains and forests were full of water mist.

call!

At a certain moment, a figure emerged from the fog, its speed was extremely fast, and it flashed a hundred feet, pulling a deep trace in the rain curtain.

"mum!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out and quickly dissipated in the rain.

In the heavy rain, although the incoming person is really covered in the body, the wind and rain are not invading, but it still looks very embarrassed.

"Lin Dao people!"

The low roar was digested in his chest before he could say it. After a flash, Nie Longtian suddenly lowered his body and his breath dissipated, avoiding the soul-locking search from hundreds of miles away.

call!

After a long time, a shadow seemed to pass through the night and disappeared without a trace

After another long time, Nie Longtian just stood up and looked at the muddy hands and feet, the anger in his heart was already uncontrollable.

"Lin Daoren, you should be damned!"

Since becoming a Martial Saint, how has he ever been so embarrassed.

Angry, unwilling, but a little disappointed.

There will be no difference in the way of promotion to Martial Saint. He always believes that the difference between himself and other Martial Saints is because of the Great Pill of Earth Origin, which saves him countless times of capturing the spiritual knowledge of the unity of heaven and man. cumbersome process.

However, the appearance of Lin Daoren made him shaken.

It was clear that the breakthrough was not long, but he had already overwhelmed him, and even if he had not been rescued by Mu Qingliu a few months ago, he would have almost fallen into the hands of Lin Daoren.

"This time back, no matter what, I have to ask for a magic weapon!"

Grit your teeth and decide.

Nie Longtian hid for three more days, until the heavy rain stopped, then he walked out of the forest and hurried to Qingyan City.

The preciousness of the instrument is still above the fruit of the Tao. Even if it is his current status, if there is no credit at hand, there is no reason to ask Emperor Qianheng for it.

Therefore, even if he was afraid of Lin Daoren, he still had to return to Qingyan City to prepare for Emperor Qianheng to attack the Northwest Road.

call!

His speed was extremely fast, and Daoist Pinglin was really freed by him. In a few days, Qingyan City was already in sight.

"As a great master, fighting against Martial Sage, such a record is truly unprecedented!"

Suddenly, a voice of discussion floating in his ear caught his attention.

"The Great Grandmaster draws the Martial Saint?"

Nie Longtian's eyes narrowed.

Unintentional in the fist, like a picturesque dragon without clear, that step out, there is almost an insurmountable gap between Wu Sheng and the great master.

As strong as Henry Zhang, he is also under the blessing of Xuanjia, can he repel the Martial Saint?

rumor?

Thoughts were rolling in his mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but he had already reached out and grabbed the man.

It was a vigorous middle-aged man, riding a dragon horse and wearing a treasured sword. He was talking to his companions when he was suddenly caught off the horse.

"Let me spare my life, spare my life..."

"Tell me, who beat Wu Sheng?"

Nie Longtian asked in a deep voice.

The man shivered with fright;

"More than a month ago, outside the blocking mountain pass, the Northwest King Yang Prison broke through the enemy army with three arrows and repelled the Martial Saint of the Dali Dynasty, the Dark Moon Dharma King..."

"Crack!"

With a trembling of his wrist, he directly shook the man to the ground. Nie Longtian was so shocked that he lost control of the moment.

"Yang, Yang Prison?!"