The First Cause of All Realms

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At this moment, those who are bowing down to the ground are naturally not all, or those who are sincere, but there are more people who take the opportunity to make friends.

This point, Yu Baimei knew very well, and Yang Prison was also a hole in the fire.

However, after the first battle in Dingyang City, those who dared to gather here, whether it is their temperament or their behavior, will not be too bad.

Therefore, despite his complicated mind, he did not walk away, but raised his hand to support the crowd.

But it was only a support, and did not promise anything, just let those who are willing to do it go to the Northwest Road.

The most critical point in the establishment of the king is naturally the establishment.

With the system, it is natural to accept all rivers, and even if he is the king of the Northwest, he will not go beyond the system to recruit anyone.

The more insurmountable the system, the more it can survive in the world. He naturally understands this.

"Master Yang."

After everyone dispersed, the sky was already bright, Yu Baimei just approached, and slightly cupped his hands: "The one who wants to save the old witch in the end, is it Lu Chen?"

This question, he pressed in his heart in the middle of the night, and now the crowd dispersed, but still couldn't help but ask.

"It's probably him." Yang Prison nodded.

Liansheng has survived for more than 3,000 years. No matter how unbearable it is, people will not recognize Lu Chen, who also exists in the world.

Since she said so, it probably is.

"This person is very dangerous."

Yu Baimei looked moved.

The name of Lu Chen is far louder than the name of the old woman of Liansheng for all the warriors.

And judging from his last shot, his cultivation is probably not inferior, even more than that of the old witch.

However, such a dangerous person is still hiding in the dark, and the information about this person's possible existence has never been mentioned in the thousand-year inheritance of Xuankong Mountain. This is so terrifying...

"He may not be stronger than this old witch, otherwise, he will not be able to hide." With no clue, Yang Yu didn't think about it any more.

Jiuyao is the limit before the heavenly change, and the accumulation of 3,000 years of pity for the old woman cannot be surpassed.

Lu Chen, he can't either.

And as long as he hasn't taken that half-step, even if he has practiced for a longer period of time and has a deeper foundation, it is still not irresistible.

"It's an eventful autumn." Yu Baimei sighed: "I don't know how many old monsters there are, shouldn't there be?"

The person who is suspected of Lu Chen clearly understands the essence of the Seven Tribulations Sword Technique. At this moment, he still has some lingering fears.

In the hands of his orthodox descendant, the Seven Tribulations Sword was almost taken away by him. How could this make him feel at ease?

"It won't happen again!" Zhang Dong said hoarsely, he did not know where he took out a scorpion and put it on, and put on a hat, dormant breath: "It is a matter of chance for these two old fellows to live to this day. Fortunately, there is no way there will be more!"

Hearing his words, several people present couldn't help but glance at him.

After more than a thousand years, aren't you an old monster yourself?

"Master of the Qiankun Cave." Yang Yu looked at him lightly.

Of course, he is no stranger to Qiankun Cave. As early as many years ago, he had met with people in it.

This is an organization that secretly collects supernatural powers, a dangerous organization that pursues the great harmony of the world.

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The latter retreated a few feet like a thunderbolt, and his clothes and hats could not help but tremble.

"King of the Northwest, the old man and you have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the recent past, and just now we have joined forces to fight the enemy. Shouldn't you take action against the old man?"

Zhang Dong's heart skipped a beat.

Of course, he was not ignorant about Yang Prison.

In fact, after encountering mad monks and sloppy Taoists one after another, he values ​​intelligence no less than Xuankong Mountain.

He has known all the masters in the past few hundred years, and of course he is more familiar with this famous Northwest King.

This is a very dangerous person!

"Yang has a few doubts that need to be answered by the cave owner. Whether to do it or not, you need to ask before you know."

Shaking his sleeves lightly, before he could answer, Yang Yu had already asked, "Thousands of years ago, the mad monk slaughtered the Eight Demons. It is said that you were the master. What is your ritual?"

"Ritual?" Zhang Dong was slightly startled.

For supernatural masters, rituals can be described as forbidden in taboos (this chapter is not over!)

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Bogey, after all, once the ritual is leaked, it's hard to say not to be targeted.

But this is for those who are trapped before the 'second step of becoming an immortal', he has become all ten, who cares whether the ceremony of the year is obtained or not, and immediately replied:

"In the past, there was indeed the saying of the Nine Demons, and the old man's dao fruit and rank were indeed the rank of the devil, but the so-called devil's theory, the old man does not recognize."

What kind of person Yang Yu is, almost all the major forces know about it, and Zhang Dong naturally does not know.

"The old man's magical powers do have the effect of sucking the life of others and prolonging his own life. But in the past thousand years, he has never forced anyone!"

"What do you mean, someone is willing to give you their lifespan?" Yu Baimei couldn't help sneering.

"Does Daoist Yu think that everyone in this world wants to live forever, and everyone cherishes their life and refuses to give up?"

Zhang Dong sneered again and again:

"The poor are rich in martial arts, and the emperor seeks immortals! The vast majority of ordinary people in this world do not want to live and can't survive!"

"sophistry!"

"Sophistry?" Zhang Dong shook his head, ignoring him, but looked at Yang Yu and said:

"Riding over a thousand years of yellow life, this longevity is not a gift from God, but a gift from man! Zhang's ceremony is to buy the lives of a thousand people! One hundred years of life can extend the life of the old man for one year! The mad monk sees me as a Demon, it's actually not bad, this old man bought the lives of a thousand people!"

Yu Baimei's color changed suddenly, but Yang Yu nodded, expressionless: "Continue."

"This old man is not killing, but buying it! There are too many people in this world who suffer, and they don't hesitate to die! This is the case in prosperous times, and it is even more so in troubled times! In the troubled times that have lasted for hundreds of years, human life is as humble as Grass. This old man bought the lives of thousands of people in only three years!"

Under the robe, Zhang Dong sighed slightly: "In those three years, the cheapest life this old man has ever bought was a load of millet, it was an old woman, she worked hard to save her own grandson, and the parents of that child wanted to change their sons. meat for mother."

Wu Sheng's will surged in front of everyone, and in a trance, it seemed that light and shadow were intertwined.

What his words say is exactly the description of his inner scene, in troubled times, changing children and eating, thin and old women, trying to save their grandchildren.

"you…"

Yu Baimei was silent. ~~

"King of the Northwest, do you still want to see it? More than a thousand years have passed, and the voices and appearances of those thousand people are still sealed in this old man's heart."

"No need." Yang Yu interrupted him and asked the second question; "How much do you know about Lu Chen?"

Different from the old woman Liansheng, who has survived for three thousand years and has been recorded by many major forces, Lu Chen is like a ghost, and it seems that he has never been discovered at all.

In the past few years, Yang Prison has read countless books, but he has not found any clues about Lu Chen's death.

"He..." Zhang Dong paused for a moment and organized his tone: "More than 400 years ago, I woke up from a deep slumber. It was a time of turmoil, and there were many people who gave their lives. After a few years, my injury was healed, and the old witch followed suit. When he came to the door, he almost beat the old man to death several times..."

Speaking of this, he gritted his teeth a bit: "Afterwards, Lu Chen appeared. At that time, I didn't know who this person was, but his appearance allowed the old man to escape, and the price was to help him find someone."

"Who?"

"Zhang Yuanzhu!" Zhang Dong is very calm: "Zhang Yuanzhu, Chen Xuanying, and many heroes in the world, he asked the old man to send many magic tricks and medicinal herbs."

"What is he going to do?"

Yu Baimei and Lu Qingting looked at each other, especially the latter, his expression became more and more unnatural.

"I didn't understand it at the time, but I slowly recollected it later. He created the troubled times back then, and the people who ended the troubled times were also chosen by him!" Zhang Dong said his guess.

"Raise a troubled world, end troubled times, take the initiative to spread the practice, and never show up."

Yang Yu frowned and pondered, but did not reveal it, and continued to ask the last question: "You have endured for hundreds of years, but why did you show up today?"

There are various reasons for living a long life. If the master of Qiankun Cave lived a long time, it was purely because of his special magical powers and his cautiousness.

This is what Yang Prison analyzed from his words.

Because, for more than a thousand years, he has either been seriously injured and fell asleep, or has been avoiding.

Avoid the mad monk, avoid (this chapter is not over!)

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A sloppy Taoist, avoiding a pity old woman, avoiding Zhang Yuanzhu, and avoiding Henry Zhang.

"Yes... Hanyue Sanren."

Zhang Dong hesitated for a moment, but answered anyway.

'Dead poor Daoist Daoist friends...'

In his heart, he did not hide it, because he was keenly aware of the danger in front of him.

"He said, this is my calamity. If you lose Dayan Mountain, you will be doomed."

"Hanyue Loose People..."

Lu Qingting's heart moved slightly. He remembered that the old man had also calculated for himself a few years ago.

"You believe him so much?" Yu Baimei was a little suspicious.

"Not to believe in him, but to believe in his supernatural powers."

Seeing that Yang Yu was no longer asking questions, Zhang Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and had no intention of staying any longer. He bowed his hands slightly, turned around and left, and disappeared into the vast mountains after a few ups and downs.

"In the Qiankun Cave, there are at least seventy masters of supernatural powers, and the practitioners of Taoism do not know how many. It is very dangerous, but it is not a vicious sect like Lianshengjiao." Lu Qingting whispered about the information in the hanging mountain:

"In the past few years, Dao Fruit has emerged in an endless stream, the power of Qiankun Cave has greatly increased, and it has conflicted with Guan Qi's Lost Heaven Sect many times."

The information on Xuankong Mountain is naturally much more detailed than that of the Northwest Road, and Yang Yu couldn't help but nod his head and thank him:

"Thank you Brother Lu for clarifying the confusion."

"Brother Yang is too polite..."

Lu Qingting wanted to say something else, but Yu Baimei bowed for a long time:

"God treats the old man well. When his life is over, he will see that old demon being killed, and he will be able to see a hero like Yang Daxia."

"Thank you, thank you!"

After saying that, without waiting for Yang Yu to help him, he turned around and led Lu Qingting to disappear into the forest.

"If there is a dispatch in the future, just write a letter, and I will do my best to help Xuankong Mountain!"

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The clouds and mist that had been shrouded in Dayan Mountain for many years finally dissipated under the shining of the red sun.

In the ruins, Yang Prison stood in the middle of the night, and when the sun rose, his heart moved and he found what he wanted.

"Nailhead Seven Arrows Book!"

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