First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 280

2021-12-21

Chapter 280 The End of the Wind (the third update)

Climb high to see far away.

The faint moonlight calmed the hustle and bustle of Deyang Mansion during the day, and the night was omnipresent, covering Heaven and Earth, as well as the hungry people inside and outside the city.

Enough to have nine layers high, at the top of Spring Breeze Pavilion ten feet away, Yang Yu sat cross-legged, with a jar of fine wine and stacks of side dishes in front of him.

In addition to eating and drinking, you can also overlook the south of the city from afar.

His eyesight far surpasses that of hawks and falcons. Within thousand zhang, he can see everything clearly, even the cilia of mosquitoes, male and female are clearly visible.

Naturally, in the mansion, seven complete altars were built, and the old monk Yuanjue was waiting outside the altar.

The thin mist on the altars that could cover his eyesight was enough to show that these altars had been used, but he didn't feel the slightest danger.

For more than ten days, most of the time at night, Yang Yu sat here in silence, observing the mansion in the south of the city, waiting for Nie Wendong's attack.

Even now, he is afraid of Taoism, but Taoism has great formidable power, but also has a great weak spot.

The fog, or the place where Taoism works, is limited.

After the achievement of the mind and eye, his perception of the outside becomes more and more acute. If there is a Dao technique acting on him, or in other words, the place where he is shrouded, he will definitely sense it.

It's just that he didn't feel any different at this time.

Different from what he had experienced before, the fog just shrouded the seven altars, without the slightest vent, as if it was just to hide the sight of outsiders.

“What is he doing?”

Yang Yu shook his wine glass in surprise.

As Xu Wenji expected, in less than half a month, Nie Wendong had already set up the altar, and even got on the altar, ready to perform Taoism.

It's just that the thin mist has always shrouded the seven altars, neither increasing nor decreasing, which shows that his Taoism is not external, but limited to the scope of the altar middle.

This is weird.

"deliberately mystifying?"

Yang Yu frowned, a move in his heart, the living dead in ambush in the dark night have risen with the wind, and the rabbits and falcons climbed to the high platform. , shoots a black iron arrow from the other direction!

bang!
A sonic boom.

It took half a month to recuperate, and the living dead had recovered their vitality. This arrow shot out like a thunderbolt at night, penetrated the mansion in the south of the city, and shot directly at the altar.

With Yang Yu's control over the environment, no matter where he is, the arrow will never fail, and the angle he chooses must be the best and most accurate.

This arrow shot out, just avoiding the protective place of the four guardians of the Dragon-Tiger, and it was just before the altar.

However...

"Amitabha."

The sound of the Buddha's trumpet came at the same time, and just as the arrow was about to be poured into the altar, a The palm glowing with golden light suddenly appeared, blocking the front, blocking the explosive shot of the arrow.

This palm glows with golden light, which is very eye-catching in the night. It is full as the moon, and the fingers are as round and shiny as ivory.

pu!
There was no movement in the palm of the hand, but the black iron arrow, which could pierce through iron armor and walls, seemed to have suffered a huge shock, and in an instant, it turned into flying ashes.

The monk's robe rolled over and fell.

Yuanjue stood in front of the altar, and his tall figure was as unshakable as Copper Wall Iron Bastion. He looked around the night, and the deep-set eyes seemed to be blessed by golden light.

Appears to be able to see in the dark.

He saw a black robed man standing by the wind on a high-rise building in the west, holding a big bow and carrying many arrows on his back, like a peacock with an open screen.

On the Spring Breeze Pavilion in the north, there are red clothes like fire, dancing with the wind, like a wyvern, imposing manner is heavy and strong, although it is holding a wine glass, it seems to be preparing for violence at any time. to kill.

“Indestructible Vajra Body.”

Drinking the glass of wine, Yang Yu had fear in his eyes.

This is suspected to be an old monk sent by the people behind Nie Wendong. Martial arts is extremely strong, and what makes him more afraid of is the almost unbreakable golden body.

The Indestructible Vajra Body of Lanke Temple completely abandoned the means of defeating the enemy, but it also created a terrifying physical defense!

Almost unbreakable in the same tier.

If only that was the case, what was even more terrifying was its anti-shock power, Yu Wanghai's full strength attack, almost made it shocking to death.

This martial arts has a huge restraint on fist and palm, especially the one who presses others hard.

This old monk is not good at killing and cannot kill him, but if he wants to kill him, it is also extremely difficult, and the golden body is hard to break.

If Nie Wendong was entangled in the time of entanglement, the power of Taoism that only seven altars could carry, even Yang Yu at this time was not sure that he could resist it.

"It's not a good thing to provoke such a young genius..."

There was a strange color in Yuanjue's eyes.

He can guess who is standing on top of the Spring Breeze Pavilion by the wind.

The talent of this Yang Qianhu, even in Daocheng, belongs to the Peak among the Peaks. He is not as young as the weak crown and can fight against himself without dying.

It was hard for him to imagine what his achievements would be like decades later.

Not to mention the Martial Saint of the illusory, at least the possibility of becoming a Grandmaster, or even a Great Grandmaster is very high, and if someone is willing to support him and find a suitable dao fruit, he may not be able to knock on the door of the Martial Saint. .

Offending such a person, even him, feels a little like a light on his back, but Nie Wendong is a little calm and a little abnormal.

He thought to himself, if he had such an enemy and Taoism, even if he risked the consequences of completely betraying Xu Wenji, he would have to kill him before he could.

Just...

Whoo!
Suddenly, the mist covering the seven altars dissipated.

Nie Wendong in casual clothes appeared with a weird Divine Idol in his hand.

"What about Divine Idol?"

Yang Yu's eyesight is naturally very good. Although the Divine Idol is small, he can see it clearly.

He seemed to be crying and laughing, like a man and a woman. At first glance, he felt strange, but when he looked closely, he felt more and more strange. He wanted to drive his heart, but suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

ka!
Suddenly, Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.

Just as he stared at Divine Idol, the Divine Idol actually twisted his head like a living creature, and a faint light seemed to flash across his face that seemed to be crying and laughing.

This thing is...

Yang Yu's mind trembled slightly, smelling a strong strangeness, the distance was too far, Cauldron of Gluttony didn't respond, but he was almost certain.

The Divine Idol is the strange thing Nie Wendong holds, and it is more likely the source of his Taoism, a Divine Seed bred out of Divine Ability.

It's just the appearance of this Divine Idol, why...

"Is the Divine Idol born from the heart, or..."

Yang Yu was a little moved .

Above the altar, Nie Wendong seemed to be in a good mood. He took out a silk towel and wiped his clean palms. He looked around the night and seemed to be looking at the Spring Breeze Pavilion.

Looking at each other from a distance, they both saw the undisguised strong murderous intention in each other's eyes.

……

……

In the next few days, Yang Yu spent a hundred days refining profound stones, swallowing medicine pills to practice exercises, reading files, Relief victims, interrogate Yu Wanghai's henchmen captured by Six Doors.

Meditate at night at the Spring Breeze Pavilion or hone your Blade Technique at the Cauldron of Gluttony.

Research Azure Dragon Nine Kills.

Any high-quality martial arts is not easy, even if Yang Yu's own Blade Technique is profound, he will not be able to practice it to a deep level in a short period of time.

This Azure Dragon Nine Kills, it seems that there are only nine killing moves, but in fact each one contains a complete set of knife moves, and only by repairing all the nine sets of Blade Technique to the Great Accomplishment, can it be achieved. You can get started and master the ultimate move.

On this day, Yang Yu was practicing the exercises, and someone rushed to report that he should go to the government office.

In the past month, the Deyang government office, which had been suspended due to thorough cleaning, resumed operations. Even under such high pressure, there was no shortage of scholars who wanted to be officials.

Hearing that Xu Wenji was cleaning the officialdom in Deyang, scholars from nearby prefectures and counties flocked to him, not caring about the continuing drought in Deyang.

For this reason, a lot of people almost died on the road, but they were rescued by Bright Gown Guard.

"Yang Ye!"

When I saw Yang Yu, the new government chief who took office a few days ago greeted him from a distance, neatly dressed, and there were no more hungry people a few days ago. Like howling.

“How did Senior Kong feel when he took office?”

Yang Yu glanced at the man.

This Kong Sheng was originally a low-ranking scholar, but this man has an excellent vision. After Xu Wenji came to Qing State, he was the first to choose to rely on him. Although his talent and learning were limited, he still managed to become a mansion in one mansion. Cheng.

Many people are sour.

Yang Yu understands that being an official is not the same as practicing martial arts, not only looking at intellectual literature, otherwise, Liu Wenpeng would not have only mixed up with County Magistrate.

“Master Yang, don’t make fun of it.”

Kong Sheng bowed his waist, he didn’t dare to show off in front of him, not to mention his martial arts, just in the eyes of Mr. Xu The status is a hundred times greater than his own.

"Go get busy."

Yang Yu responded casually, and before taking a few steps, he saw Qiu Zhanyu with an extremely ugly face.

"You're here."

Qiu Zhanyu relaxed, and Yang Yu's brows twitched, smelling a strong blood-reeking qi.

The first day of January, people bleed every day in the government office, and the smell of blood is not uncommon, but this bloody smell is different.

This is a sign of successful exchange blood. This success refers to the fourth test of the foundation and more than 12 times of blood exchange!
"Who is it?"

Yang Yu quickened his pace, but Qiu Zhanyu was a step behind, but he naturally didn't care about this, and spit out a name with a dignified face:
"Long Yuan Wei, Wang Jingqi."

"Who?!"

This time, Yang Yu was a little moved.

In less than 20 days, how could he forget the great expert in Blade Technique martial arts no less than himself.

Whoosh!
He stepped down, ghost-like entered the backyard, and with just one glance, he saw Wang Jingqi lying on the bed with a purple-black face.

The great expert of Long Yuanwei is now full of purple and black, and his breath is like a gossamer. The originally powerful blood energy is now like a candle in the wind, and his breath...

"The whole army of Long Yuanwei has been wiped out?"

Yang Yu was surprised.

"Not only Long Yuanwei, but also many martial arts sects who were attracted by the magic news, all fell to the ground. Only Wang Jingqi managed to escape back to Deyang Mansion."

Xu Wenji let out a long sigh, and his face could not hide his solemnity:
"The monster is about to be born!"

After deliberation for a long time, the original plot of Long Yuanwei's exploration of the Yuanming Valley was deleted. , I think this is more refined. Alas, it is difficult to adjust the schedule, good night everyone.