First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 145

2021-10-05

Chapter 145 Who is playing the drums?
Six Doors' arresting list covers a very wide range, but many martial artists who are suspected of wrongdoing are on the list.

There are even fewer sects that remain at the top of the list after years of disappearance.

The Jade Dragon Temple is one of them.

Decades ago, Zhang Xuanba, the king of Zhao of Xifu, who was famous in the world through Liujishan battle, took his invincible and famous horse to step on the rivers and lakes, strong wind scattering the last clouds wherever he passed.

Aristocratic Family gatekeepers, gangs, and martial arts sectors have all changed color, and crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood have generally swept away most of the rivers and lakes.

Until he comes to Jade Dragon Mountain.

That mountain was unknown at that time, neither high nor dangerous, there was only a Taoist temple with few incense, and the Taoist temple was even smaller, with only one teacher, three disciples and seven Dao Child.

No one knows what happened that day, only that King Zhao of the West Palace returned to Linlong Road after that day, Jing'an Palace would not go out again, and the Jade Dragon Temple disappeared.

It's just that he's been wanted by the Imperial Court to the highest degree for decades.

Once discovered, everyone can be punished.

"Jade Dragon Temple..."

In the Inn, Yang Yu had a knife on his knees, and in the dim room, the light in his eyes was uncertain.

His memory is very good, especially when he is contemplating, the past events appear in his mind like a repeat.

Faintly, he seemed to see the scenes he saw when he was refining the 'Human Skin Scroll'.

Deep mountains, small courtyards, fences, streams, fog, old woman...and the 'mantra' in her words.

"That old woman..."

Yang Yu felt a chill down his spine, he took a deep breath, suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and entered the Cauldron of Gluttony.

In the dim cauldron, all the ingredients glow with rays of light, like the stars in the night sky.

At a glance, the recipes Nine Bulls and Two Tigers and the 'Quixing Rank Chart' are listed on one side, entirely different, and the rest of the ingredients are either surrounded by the two, or squeezed into the corner.

"Phew!"

Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yang Yu stretched out his hand to hold the ten-step one-kill time, and with a thought, he began to refine the Seven Mysteries Sect's sword of inheritance again.

Om~
The light and shadow flow, intertwined and spread out in front of the eyes.

The starry night, the full moon hanging high, the tranquility of the ancient city, the barking of the alleys, the quiet small courtyard, the sprouting old trees...

Open your eyes again, and the time and space seem to have changed.

Under the shade of the tree, there are one old and one young. The old man has a round body and a plump body, his beard and hair are pure white, and even the pair of drooping eyebrows at the corners of his mouth are not variegated.

The youngest is about ten years old, taller than the old man, young but not immature, sitting on his knees, tall and straight like a sword around his waist.

On the cross-knee futon of the old man, there is a three-foot-two-inch long, unsheathed and handleless, clear as water sword across his waist.

one old and one young, chatting.

Yang Yu was not in a hurry and listened to the conversation between the two.

The more advanced the ingredients are, the more people and things they contain, not only the skill cultivation technique can inherit, but also many secrets buried in history.

"Why did the Master come back so quickly? I heard that King Xiao Ming was given by the superior..."

The young man bowed his head slightly, very respectfully.

The old man smiled and said, "What do you think?"

"There are many people who want to kill Xiaoming King, not necessarily the superior."

The eyes of the young man There is reverence in the middle:

"Others all say that it is justifiable to kill King Xiaoming as a superior. Don't the superiors know? With the momentum of the king today, King Xiaoming had only one way to go."

p>

"Then you, you underestimate King Ming Ming, or, in other words, underestimate Lian Shengjiao behind him..."

The old man's tone was calm:
"Little The mother of King Ming, but one of the twelve most honored old mothers of the Liansheng Cult, if he doesn't die, he will never be in the real position!"

"Liansheng Cult?"

young man murmured.

I then remembered that there was no way in the previous dynasty, and the people were not living well. Many of the rebels who rebelled at the earliest were from the Lianshengjiao...

"But if this is the case, wouldn't the superior's move create chaos again. Come..."

The young man was shocked to see the power of the Liansheng Religion, and he was a little puzzled.

"The superior is not an ordinary person. With him around, no one can turn the sky. Now, for the teacher, I only hope that he can endure the twelve old women..."

The old man There was a dignified expression on his face:
"Or, can we order the complete extermination of the Liansheng Sect before our old brothers die of old age!"

"What kind of old mother, is it so tyrannical? ?"

The boy was a little surprised.

In the past 20 years, Zhang Yuanzhu has fought in the north and south, and his momentum has reached an unprecedented peak.

Suddenly hearing that someone could compete with him, how could the young man not be astonished?
More than him?

Yang Yu, who has been listening for a long time, also has a heart.

From a cow herding child to the co-owner of Heaven and Earth, Zhang Yuanzhu's strength naturally needless to say, especially at the beginning of the founding of the country, his prestige martial arts is at the most unquestionable peak .

This Lianshengjiao...

"If it's just martial arts, it's nothing, it can always be piled to death, but these old women..."

Seemingly apprehensive, the old man kept his mouth shut, and turned to say:

"Don't talk about this, I have been a teacher for three years. I passed on your Sword Art before, how are you practicing?"

"Dísciple is stupid."

Hearing this, the young man's face suddenly flashed with shame, and he was speechless.

"My Dao is hard to learn and hard to master, and you won't gain anything."

But the old man was not surprised, he flipped his sleeves and took out a long sword:

"This sword is made by taking your heart and blood for the master and letting Sword Forging Master 'Xu Luyi' use the Hundred Refinements of black iron."

"Thank you, Master."

The young man was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out the sword and reached out to touch it, a feeling of heart-to-heart connection suddenly filled his heart.

Yang Yu could feel all the feelings of young people, and a subtle change suddenly rose in his heart.

This sword is exactly the ten steps he is refining to kill.

"With this sword, can the dísciple become Master, your hundred-step Flying Sword?"

The young man asked after playing for a while.

"It's hard, it's hard, it's hard."

The old man shook his head slightly: "This sword is in your hand, you will use your mind to teach your master to breathe and spit on the sword for twelve weeks. , and then wash the sword with the secret medicine, after several decades, there may be a three-point chance to practice this sword technique as a master.

Even if it doesn't work, it can always be a kill in ten steps, if it doesn't work..."

At the end of the day, the old man couldn't go on.

"Ah..."

The young man was greatly disappointed, his chest heaved, and his eyes could not help but turn red:
"It's the dísciple's stupidity, and the painstaking efforts of the Master were wasted..."

"Your innate talent is already first-class, how can it be bad?"

The old man comforted the dísciple:

"It's just the teacher's innate talent. It's so good, it's beyond your reach..."

"..."

The young man's cry stopped abruptly, raised his head, and was a little dazed for a while.

"Meditation!"

The old man suddenly shouted loudly, chanting the mantra.

The young man was reluctant to take his breath away, and Yang Yu had already sat on the ground, much more serious than the former.

"The memory is one-sided, and the appearance is eight extremes..."

...

...

The giant whale gang is destroyed!

The Gang Lord Han Jing and his thirteen Branch Lords all died, and the station has become a sea of corpses and blood!
The thunderstorm that rumbled all night could not compare to the shock this news brought to the people of Mulin Mansion!
Early in the morning on the first day, the news spread all over the streets.

Some were in disbelief, some wept and comforted their families, and some wept with joy and ran to tell each other.

For a time, the whole city was in an uproar.

"Oh my God, this is actually true? Yan Laosan, isn't that the corpse of Yan Laosan?"

"God has eyes, and finally accepted this group of evildoers. Thief! Han Jing! Han Jing is really dead, died well, died very good!"

"I don't know who the knight is, seeing the injustice and killing this group of thieves!"

"It's very pleasing, it's really pleasing!"

......

Outside the giant whale gang's station, there were crowds of people who came to watch, crying and screaming for a while. , the officers who maintained order were almost overturned to the ground.

"Daughter, my poor daughter! old woman, did you see, Luo Laoqi, he is dead, he is finally dead."

An old man threw himself on the ground , The old tears, the crying almost fainted, and the listeners were sad.

"Old Head Li is miserable, just because of the beauty of her daughter, she was brought into the disaster of the extinguish sect, her own complaint was broken, and she was thrown on the street begging, letting others Stampede."

Some pedestrians couldn't bear to see it and went to help.

"Old man, don't cry and break your body. Although the first evil is removed, the accomplice is still alive. If you don't take care of yourself, how will you avenge this revenge?"

The old man raised his head suddenly.

He was supported by a young man of about eighteen-nineteen years old, wearing clean and close-fitting clothes, with a knife and a sword around his waist. He was crying and wiping away his tears.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

The old man shrugged, feeling ashamed and sad: "Enough, enough, Luo Lao Qi died, the old man died immediately Now, you can close your eyes..."

"I heard that you went to file a complaint, and your legs and feet were broken, and your wife couldn't bear the blow, and then you died?"

Yang Yu asked.

"They, they are officials..."

The old man had a terrified face.

"You only say takes part or not, it doesn't matter who they are."

Yang Yu spoke softly.

Xiao Wu shivered, knowing that Yang Ye was just a sign of a seizure, seeing the old man nodded, he went to the hawker on the side of the road to ask for a cart, and carried the old man into the car. .

"Look!"

Some pedestrians were shocked when they saw this scene.

"Does this young man have to stand up for Old Head Li? Look, isn't the direction he's going to the Yamen?!"

"Hi! It's fun!"

"Hey! p>

A group of pedestrians became more and more excited, and even speculated whether the Young Hero was the hero who eradicated the Giant Whale Gang.

Suddenly, a large number of people followed along.

There are also shivered officials who saw that it was not good, gave a few words, took a small road and ran towards the government office.

……

……

Thanks to the heavy rain last night, Chu Ping slept well that night, when he opened his eyes, it was late in the morning .

Let the maids standing beside the bed in the middle of the night wait to wash and dress.

He sat down just now, and the dishes served by the servants were already on the table, hot and cold, as well as the pastries and soup.

"It's just these dishes back and forth, cook, it's time to change."

Chu Ping had a bad appetite, so he picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat a few mouthfuls, when he heard rumors Come shout sharply.

"Sir, no, it's alright!"

"You bastard!"

Chu Ping patted the table heavily, and the servant girl who was serving suddenly knelt down. .

But before he had a seizure, a low drum beat was already heard.

dong!
dong!
dong!
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