The First Cause of All Realms

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Huhu~

Dawn broke in the morning, and the sun rose in the east.

After a night of silence, the Northwest Road City rejuvenated itself.

"I can't remember how long I haven't seen such a hustle and bustle..."

Leading the horse and walking across the doorway, Wei Zhengxian couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart as he watched the crowd of people surging on the street.

In the past ten years, natural and man-made disasters have occurred frequently. Under the strong wind and snow, I don’t know how many strong bandits have appeared. Even in the big city of Qingzhou, it was not as lively as it used to be.

Walking slowly on the street, asking various questions, Yu Liang gained a lot:

"All the way, the weather in the prefectures in the Northwest Road is not what it used to be. No wonder Brother Yang wants to be the king's establishment..."

"He may be leaving the Northwest..."

Gently stroked the horse's mane, Wei Zhengxian was thoughtful.

The establishment of the kingship system, in folk terms, is the first step in transforming into a dragon from the dragon.

Impossible to do without control.

Only with the establishment of the system can we recruit more and more virtuous people and make things happen.

Conquering the world has never been achieved by one family. Yang Yu was able to capture the northwest, and his tyrannical force was naturally the top priority.

If you can sit firmly in the northwest of the three states and twenty-nine houses, you will naturally have many disciples from Wanxiang Mountain.

In the more than 20 years in Longyuan City, Wang Muzhi has recruited many disciples.

But that's all.

If Yang Yu wants to go out of the northwest and become a king, this step is natural, and he has to go.

There are so many talents needed to conquer the world that cannot be cultivated by one family. Even if Yang Yu has opened up Mongolian schools and reformed schools in the past six or seven years, it will be difficult to achieve results in a short period of time.

"A slow step, a slow step, it's natural to compete for the first place, but, I'm afraid he will make a wedding dress for others..."

Yu Liang nodded, but was not very optimistic.

Today's Yang Prison seems to be at the height of the sky. After the battle of Dingyang City, it has the title of No. 1 in the world. At this moment, the king of Northwest China seems to have the potential to push the world horizontally and set the mountains and rivers.

But he can see the internal and external troubles behind it.

A turmoil is brewing outside the Great Wall, and the Seven Killing Kings unite with the eight divisions of the Heavenly Wolf.

The Northwest Road is located at the border and must be the first to bear the brunt.

And because of its reputation, several rebels in the Ming Dynasty, and even the imperial court, are targeting them, and the ban on business is only one of them.

Once the outside of the fort changes, it is hard to say that it will not be attacked by several sides.

This is external trouble, and internal trouble is equally severe.

In the past seven years, Yang Prison has completely wiped out the large and small clans in the Northwest Road, making the Northwest politically compatible for a while.

But he really hated the hearts of the nobles in the world.

So over the years, his reputation has grown, and many people have come to the Northwest Road to serve, but no nobles have come to serve. On the contrary, some large and small families that have not been liquidated have also fled.

"He is too lonely."

Yu Liang shook his head:

"Even if it was Zhang Yuanzhu back then, he first united the nobility, and then rectified it after he gained the country. His behavior like this is really far-reaching..."

"Mr. Yu's words are not bad, it's just..."

Wei Zhengxian agreed with his words, but looking at the crowded streets, his eyes couldn't help but flicker:

"Looks like it's not bad?"

"General?"

Yu Liang was slightly stunned, Wei Zhengxian was already quickening his pace:

"After so many years of separation, the old man also wants to see how much progress this kid has made, and can't bear the title of No. 1 in the world..."

The Northwest Palace was the same as before, and after Yang Prison entered, he did not move a single stone.

Wei Zhengxian didn't hesitate, asked some things casually, and accompanied Yu Jing to answer them one by one.

Between a few people talking, they entered the front hall.

Pieces of exquisite stone slabs are laid on the ground, and the complicated patterns form the shape of a dragon. On the generous hall wall, there are pictures of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains written by everyone splashing ink.

Zhang's ten veins, many joys of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, this inheritance has a long history and can be traced back to Zhang Yuanzhu, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty.

Up and down, there are many painters who are proficient in painting thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

But to be selected by Henry Zhang, this map of ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains is naturally the best among them.

On the nine-zhang-long hall wall, the mountains are undulating, the rivers are vertical and horizontal, the clouds and mists are rolling, and the city is like a city.

A red sun hangs on the top of the mountain, and in the starry night, the stars are dotted.

Before standing on the picture scroll, it seems that you can look down at the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and look up at the starry sky for hundreds of millions of years.

"This kid..."

The moment he stepped into the front hall, Wei Zhengxian's eyelids couldn't help but jump.

His excellent eyesight didn't even see the map of a thousand miles of rivers and mountains, and his sight was completely occupied by the figure standing in front of the courtyard wall with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, the eyes of the two people who entered the hall saw two completely different scenes.

Yu Liang frowned, only to see Yang Yu pacing and turning around, his face white as if he was stubborn, his qi and blood were both weak, and he looked like he was going to lose his life soon.

As rumored, it was severely damaged in the first battle of Dingyang City.

But in Wei Zhengxian's eyes, his aura was like the red sun in the painting, and even though there were stars and mountains and rivers crisscrossing each other, it couldn't hide his radiance.

In an instant, he only felt his heart beat a few times suddenly, and he actually gave birth to a bit of awe when he first met the old prince.

"No, General Wei will come in person!"

With a light cough, without concealing his weakness, Yang Yu turned around and looked at Wei Zhengxian who entered the hall:

"After a few years, General Wei's demeanor remains the same."

After sacrificing himself in the body, his five senses were far inferior to before, but they were only a few feet apart. At a glance, he could already see Wei Zhengxian's state.

The head of the three heroes of Longyuan, and the unparalleled general of Qingzhou, whose arms have the strength of four elephants, has greatly improved his performance and is infinitely close to the threshold of Wusheng.

Compared with the war many years ago, it can be described as a lot of progress.

Without You Dao Fruit, even if this talent is ten times stronger and cultivated for another hundred or two hundred years, there will be no further progress.

"Saint Wu."

Wei Zhengxian's face shook slightly, and he came back to his senses, but there was a bit of complexity on his face. He seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he just turned it into one sentence:

"amazing…"

"But luck is a little better, I won't be so praised by the general."

Yang Yu waved his hand and asked the two to take their seats. Yu Jing gave Wei Zhengxian a deep look and turned to leave.

No matter whether it is a king or a big marriage, it is extremely cumbersome, and he is very busy.

"Luck is also strength."

Wei Zhengxian took his seat calmly, and there was inevitably a bit of sigh in his words:

"No wonder the old prince values ​​you so much..."

The two had only met a few times, but at this moment, they were chatting happily like good friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, which made Yu Liang, who was nervous, startled for a while.

The cups were staggered, and not long after, Wei Zhengxian took the lead to drop the cup, Daoming's intention:

"The old man wants to reorganize the Qingzhou Army."

"Um?"

Yang Yu's heart moved.

"10,000 dragons and horses, 200,000 high-quality horses, 180,000 fine armors, 180,000 swords, food and grass, the more the better..."

Without going around in circles, Wei Zhengxian directly took out a list and listed a large number of materials on it.

With a light glance, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows:

"The general made this list, shouldn't he want Yang to come out?"

"It's not selling, it's borrowing!"

This is what Yu Liang said.

Facing Yang Yu's scrutiny, Yu Liang's expression did not change, Daoming's intention was:

"Dali civil strife, Li Yuan and the Red Sun Dharma King have been fighting for many days, and no matter who wins, the next step is to attack Long Yuan..."

"...The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, and the Northwest Road can't stay out of it..."

He tried to be as concise as possible, but he still talked for more than half an hour, expounding the pros and cons, and looked sincere.

"Mr. Yu is right, Yang naturally understands the truth that lips are dead and teeth are cold..."

Turning the glass lightly, Yang Yu pondered for a long time before saying:

"I have something, and I don't have to pay it back..."

"Um?"

Yang Yu's answer was too succinct, and Wei Zhengxian was a little surprised, but he couldn't help frowning when he heard the second half of the sentence.

No need to pay, is it a good thing?

Naturally not.

In the second half of the sentence, Yang Yu didn't finish speaking, but the two of them naturally understood what he meant, but...

"Brother Yang, you..."

Yu Liang wanted to say something, but still didn't say it.

"Wei was greatly favored by Prince Zhao, and took blood as an oath to resist foreign humiliation..."

Wei Zheng took a drink first, and then fell down with his own weight:

"What's going on in the country, Wei doesn't want to care. If you take Longyuan, Wei won't be your enemy. If you take Longyuan, Wei won't attack the court for you!"

The strong smell of alcohol spit out:

"how?"

It's impossible to earn a lot of supplies with empty mouth. Although this person is reckless, he is not stupid.

This is his biggest concession.

However…

"No."

Yang prison refused.

Under the pass, he could see Wei Zhengxian's fate at a glance, and he understood Wei Zhengxian's hesitation.

Nothing more than to leave room.

only…

"Brother Yang..."

Yu Liang's face tightened.

"It seems that the general is not very optimistic about Yang, then, it is better to stay for a few more months..."

Dropping the cup and getting up, Yang Yu said no more, turned and left:

"At that time, maybe you will change your mind, but I don't know..."

…

…

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and in the deserted forest, Jiang Xiazi stumbled to the ground, and the civet cat on his shoulder suddenly turned into a fierce tiger, roaring inexplicably.

"Heaven's Eye!"

Holding the tree with one hand, Jiang Xiazi was out of breath, and the horror in his eyes was still hard to dissipate:

"The spiritual tide of this world has not yet come, how could such an existence be born?"

Pressing the "bang bang, beating heart", his heart was shocked beyond words.

In the Longquan world, the spiritual tide has recovered for more than a million years, and 97,000 years ago, it ushered in a real change in the sky.

Ancient times come again!

But even in such a long period of time, there are only a few people who hold the ultimate Taoist rank, and there are very few people who have opened the eyes of the sky.

As far as he knows, the last owner of the Heavenly Eye recorded in the Longquan world was the "Longquan" who once overcame all the practitioners in the world, including the three immortal sects, the second Buddhist sect, the five demonic sects, and the seven demons. Great God!

"Could it be that this world's spiritual tide has only been surging for three thousand years, and it is really going to change? Or..."

Sitting on the ground, Jiang Xiazi felt restless for a while.

He grew up listening to the legend of Longquan the Great, and was once proud to worship in the "Golden Palace of the Great Sun".

Seeing the eyes of the sky suddenly, it almost broke the liver and gallbladder.

But after waiting for it to calm down, I can't wait to slap myself hard.

"Run what? What am I running?!"

After regaining his senses, Jiang Xiazi felt extremely regretful.

It's not that I feel sorry for the "Wanfa Tower, the magic weapon exchanged in the middle, but I regret myself. There is a right way to contact the "Northwest King," who has the eyes of the sky, but why go to peep.

Just peeping, what are you running for?

This is not a ghost, it has become a ghost...

"What did I do? I did nothing to attract such an enemy. This is a big loss, a big loss..."

Impatiently, he pushed away the tiger's head that he wanted to lick his own. Jiang Xiazi felt annoyed and complicated:

"Lick your asshole, I didn't see Daoist being upset..."

The more he thought about it, the more upset Jiang Xiazi felt.

When he came back to his senses, the fear in his heart went away a little. After all, in the future of Lingchao, the eyes of the sky could not be opened, so it might not be able to help him.

But such a fierce man of the extreme rank, with the eyes of the sky, was so easily offended by himself, it was a big loss.

"roar~"

The tiger backed away angrily and licked his hair.

"No wonder they all say that he is number one in the world when he was established, with the eyes of the sky in his body, how can he not look down on him?"

Some of the temptation and strange thoughts that existed here disappeared at this moment, Jiang Xiazi touched his chin and thought about where to go.

He originally just wanted to use this anti-king's power to find a mysterious state, but at this moment, when he saw that day, he couldn't help but feel alive.

In the world of mountains and seas, which has not yet arrived, the eyes of the sky are covered with dust, but if you go to the world of Longquan, you can…

Involuntarily, the deeds of many ancient ancestors Fu Longting kept flashing in his mind, making his heart beat faster.

"Fulongting is a piece of shit, if you help out a Longquan Emperor...,

jingle bell~

Suddenly, a crisp bell sounded in the wind.

"Dong Soul Bell?!"

Jiang Xiazi, who was in deep thought, suddenly woke up, looked up, and saw a Taoist man riding a donkey walking slowly on the official road not far away.

His face is simple and simple, wearing a black and white robe, with a long sword sloping behind him, and a copper bell and a wine jug hanging from his waist.

His eyesight is very good, and he can recognize people at a glance.

"Yanlong travel?!"

Seeing the person coming from a distance, Jiang Xiazi was shocked.

Tianhai has not yet opened, and the cost of going back and forth between the two realms is extremely high. Even if Wanfalou is rich and powerful, it will not open the door of convenience for him alone.

This time, the messenger of Wanfa who rushed to the mountain and sea world is not the only one, but he didn't expect that he would meet an "acquaintance" so quickly.

Or Yanlong Xing...

He subconsciously wanted to hide his figure, but after a change of mind, he suddenly took a step forward:

"Fellow Daoist, please stay..."

laugh!

Before he could finish his words, a cold light had already smashed through the air, and in just a moment, the gang wind had been flying along with the sawdust, and many plants and trees along the way had been smashed to pieces.

"Sangmenxing, you dare to plot against me?!"

chi chi chi~

A sword broke through the sky, and it divided itself. In less than an instant, it had turned into sword threads that crisscrossed the sky, crushing and killing.

"Slow down, slow down..."

Jiang Xiazi took a few steps back, and a large amount of smoke and dust rose from his sleeves, turning into a heavy wall of earth to isolate the sword light:

"Fellow Daoist Yan, please don't, Pindao has no malice..."

boom!

The earthen wall collapsed suddenly, Jiang Xiazi came out with a sullen face, and the Taoist donkey had approached like a ghost.

"Jiang Xiazi!"

No movement was seen, the flying sword returned to its sheath, and Yan Longxing was expressionless:

"If you have something to say, just let it go, if you have a fart, let it go. If you dare to let go of your supernatural powers, the Taoist will kill you if you don't want to do good deeds!"

"Cough cough cough~"

Jiang Xiazi coughed again and again, clenched his fists and apologized:

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Jiang Mou is also unintentional, not intentional, it is really exciting to see fellow Daoist Yan..."

"If you have something to say, just let it go."

Yan Longxing's face was expressionless, but he was actually vigilant.

Wanfalou is not a sect, but a secret organization. The messengers in it are mixed, including loose people and people from the gate.

Therefore, even if they both belong to Wanfa Building, the two have no friendship at all. On the contrary, Yushan is a big exception in the Longquan world, and its disciples have always been disgusting.

Jiang Xiazi has long been accustomed to the bad attitude of others, even if his cold face is in front of him, he still smiles:

"Dare to ask fellow Daoist Yan, but are you going to Northwest City?"

Yan Longxing just glanced at him coldly:

"Why, looking at your embarrassed appearance, could it be that you haven't even entered the Northwest City?"

"Not as good as Daoist friend Yan, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Jiang Mou's mana is low, and his supernatural powers are also poor. He really suffered. Calling Daoist friend this time, I really don't know what to do..."

"You want to be attached to me?"

Yan Longxing moved in his heart.

Jiang Xiazi has a very poor reputation among the many envoys of Wanfalou, but his methods are not bad. If he cooperates...

Seeing his heartbeat, Jiang Xiazi's attitude was even more respectful:

"I would like to be the leader of the Taoist brother!"

"You have a heart..."

Yan Longxing's attitude has eased a lot:

"Then, for the time being, just follow me..."

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