First Cause Of All Realms

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 288

2021-12-24

Chapter 288 The friendship of gentlemen will be a success! (Part 3)

Yuanminggu, something really happened.

But...

"bring about one's own destruction, who's to blame?"

Glancing at the letter, Yang Yu felt a little relieved.

In these days, Yuanming Valley has not been peaceful.

A large group of martial arts people came here because of the magic and charm, and they didn't know where they got the news, and they came to Yuanming Valley. Although they were afraid of the name of Bright Gown Guard, they did not dare to push hard, but the friction was real. There is.

Later, Qi Gang became impatient and opened the door directly to put a group of people in. Not surprisingly, there was an accident.

Dozens of people died.

After that, Qi Gang was annoyed by those who came to say something, and he was beaten to death by dozens...

"Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe someone did it deliberately, and was ordered by Qi commander. Among the people who were killed, one of them had some background. Maybe there will be some trouble..."

Bu Lingxu shook his head slightly, but he didn't care much.

This can be seen from his casually 'maybe there may be some trouble', and his attitude towards martial arts people is mostly contempt.

Compared to the background, can Bright Gown Guard lose?
Seeing Bu Lingxu's casual remarks, Qin Si reminded:
"The martial arts of Qing State have already withered very much because of the disaster that year, and they have not recovered their anger for several decades. The Yun Prefecture next door is better. But there are still some experts.”

“en?”

As soon as she opened her mouth, Bu Lingxu was startled to realize that there was someone behind Yang Yu. When I look at it, I feel that my eyes are bright.

Although it is a men's dress without makeup, it is still extremely beautiful, and people can't move their eyes at a glance.

Fortunately, he knew the seriousness, so he took a glance and retracted his eyes, and responded:

"The martial arts forces in the three states of Longyuan Road, Baizhou is the most tyrannical, followed by Qing State, Yun Prefecture is second. However, because Mr. Xu purged Yun Prefecture, a large number of experts fled north to Qing State..."

Bu Lingxu talked about the martial arts forces in the three prefectures as briefly as possible.

At that time, Qing State was the hardest hit when Imperial Court cut down mountains and temples, and the martial arts forests in the territory were almost wiped out, while Yun Prefecture was even worse.

It is unique to Baizhou, because there are many imperial concubines, although it is also cleaned, but the damage is the least.

Yang Yu nods, signaling him to continue.

"Qing State martial arts are very withered. Although White Dragon Xuan and South Mountain Range Sword Sect are called Great Sects, they are only three or two big cats and kittens. The fish that escaped the net is extremely powerful."

Bu Lingxu paused, said:

"Qing State martial arts, the first to recommend the remnant of the Jade Dragon Temple 'Lin Daoren', He is the final disciple of the Taoist man of truth, and his martial arts is only under the Great General Wei.

Secondly, it is the old man of Hanshui, who escaped the cleaning in the past and disappeared. Qi commanded Martial Ancestor, Zhen Sanshan, Yun Jie and Lian Sheng to teach Saintess Yu Lingxian."

"Lin Daoren, Hanshui old man, Yun Jie, Yu Lingxian..."

Yang Yu chews on the names of these people.

Qing State has seven prefectures, one hundred and two counties, and a population of hundreds of millions. There are so many Xi Martial Artists, but martial arts have withered to this point. After decades of accumulation, only four people can be called Peak experts.

And this also includes Taoist Lin Taoist from Yulong Guan who has long been missing...

"Daoist Lin..."

Qin Si's heart was touched. .

"These people here are left to Master Bu."

Yang Yu noticed her strangeness, lightly coughed, found two horses, and Qin Si one after the other. the other left town.

"Lin Daoren is an apprentice of Master Ancestor, and is considered my Martial Ancestor. When he was young, his innate talent was the best in the customs, and he was regarded as a legacy inheritance by Master Ancestor.

It was adopted by him. He adopted me from the starving people and treated me very well..."

Qin Si said softly:

"A few years ago, after fighting against Wei Zhengxian, he was killed by Long Yuanwei Si. The Great Commander came to the door, and then disappeared..."

She looked a little gloomy.

"No news is the best news."

Yang Yu was waiting for consolation, and Zhao Kun, who was a lot behind two people, was also chasing after him in a car.

"Brother Yang doesn't need to be comforted, sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, who can't see life and death?"

Qin Si smiled and cupped one fist in the other hand:

"Brother Yang, be careful here, my little sister has something to do in Deyang Mansion, so I can't go with you."

Having said that, she dismounted.

"Here are some twists and turns, medicine pills, which may be useful on the road."

Yang Yu dismounted.

"This jade pendant is passed down from the Guanyin. It can hold a 'Divine Ability' power for a short period of time, so be prepared."

Qin Si took the thing, and will be early. Ready jade pendant to serve.

Not waiting for him to refuse, he waved his hand on the carriage.

Yang Yu stood for a long time, watching the carriage go away, and there were ripples in his heart.

......

"This kid is no longer in the pool."

Zhao Kun, who was driving the horse, looked back at his disappearing back, slightly Some exclamations.

Perhaps because of the short time, he is only a thousand households of Bright Gown Guard at this time. With his martial arts and means, his future achievements are probably limitless.

You should know that people with Divine Ability are usually average in Martial Arts innate talent, and those with excellent Martial Arts innate talent are even more difficult to get the approval of dao fruit.

And Yang Yu, whose martial arts innate talent is extremely high, is also full of dao fruit, and it may not be impossible to become a Martial Saint one day.

Qin Si lowered the curtain:

"This time, don't go the wrong way."

"Why go the wrong way?"

p>

Zhao Kun glared, seeing that there was no reply from the car, he hesitated slightly, but still said:

"Actually, with his martial arts and status today, if he can persuade him, there is me. With the help of the family property accumulated over the years, you may not be able to take the road of competition..."

"Martial Uncle, in your life, let alone confidants, you don't even have many friends, right?"

Qin Si clutched the bag containing the medicine pill and said:

"If Master Ancestor is still alive, I'm afraid I don't want you to be like this..."

"You!"

Zhao Kun started, and immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation, the horse neighed with a whip: "Old man, you are clearly attracted to that kid! "

"As you say."

Qin Si disinclined to pay attention to him.

"You just don't want to pull that kid into rebellion! But You Dao is the swamp of a gentleman, and he will be executed for five generations! The Zhang Family has been in the world for more than 400 years, and the world has long owed him Zhang Yuanzhu. !

According to the current situation in the world, the only way to go with the Imperial Court is the dead end!"

Zhao Kun was furious and a little helpless.

"Even if it is, so what? The friendship between gentlemen is like water. He regards me as a friend, and Qin Si regards him as a friend. How could he bear to drag him into the quagmire?

As for the others..."

Speaking of this, Qin Si paused before saying:

"If the way can be accomplished, then it will be accomplished, if it cannot be accomplished, then it will not be accomplished!"

……

……

Along with the eagles breaking through the air, the news of the birth of the demons spread out at a very fast speed. With the help of people with a heart, it spread almost all over Qing State.

hu hu ~
A feather eagle flew out of Deyang Mansion and landed in the mountains. After a few circles, it fell into the backyard of a Sect on the top of the mountain.

"My son!"

The letter raft was crushed, and a brawny man with a burly stature let out a low growl with a grim look.

Ignoring the eagle begging for food, he exerted his strength, quickly entered the mountainside, and hurried to a quiet secret room.

Shua!
As if a thunderbolt flashed, the dark inner room was instantly bright.

On the futon sat an old man, eight feet long, with a bowed back, wide ribs, square head and big ears.

I can't tell that he is nearly ninety years old, the blood energy is as strong as an oven, and the stone wall of the entire inner room is scorched hot.

"What happened?"

As soon as the old man waved his hand, the stone chamber opened.

The big man outside the door bowed and knelt down, saying with grief and indignation: "Master, my son is dead! Then Qi Gang wants to monopolize the magic charm..."

Huh!
There seems to be turbulent waves, and the old man's eyes are wide open, like a wild lion:

"What did you say?"

"My son died..."

As soon as the big man said a half sentence, he was interrupted arrogantly:
"Next sentence!"

"That Qi Gang wants to monopolize the magic charm..."

"Magic?!"

The old man stood up, stretched out his hand and grabbed the big man in front of him, leaned over and shouted:

"There is a magic and magic born, why not notify me ?!"

"Teacher, teacher..."

The big man's expression changed.

"Don't talk nonsense! Where is the magic charm?"

"Germany, Deyang Mansion, Yuanming Valley!"

Bang!
Before he finished speaking, the big man had been fiercely shoved to the ground, only to hear the wind whistling, the silhouette of the old man had disappeared, only the sound waves echoed:

"Bring the elite children in the door and hurry up. , must not be missed!”

……

……

Fluttering~
An eagle flew into the mansion and fell into the lake Zhongting, on Nie Wendong's lightly raised arm.

"It's quite lively, but it's not lively enough."

Destroying the secret letter casually, Nie Wendong smiled, summoned the servants who were waiting in the distance, and ordered a few words, Also got up.

Go to the front yard.

The security of the front yard was tight, and it was not weakened by Yang Yu's departure, and was even strengthened. In addition to the wind tigers and clouds, there were still many experts ambushing in the dark.

He also brought in a lot of divine arm crossbows.

The old monk Yuanjue stayed in front of the altar day and night, chanting sutras and doing meditation.

"Phew!"

Gently spat out one mouthful of impure air, blowing away the dust in front of him, Yuanjue slowly opened his eyes, looking towards Nie Wendong:

"Master Nie wants to activate the altar again?"

These days, Nie Wendong has to urge the altar three or four times a day on average, but in the fog, he can't see what the former is doing. what.

He couldn't even notice the slightest difference, let alone guess what his Divine Ability was.

"You have to take care of the Master for taking care of me."

Nie Wendong nodded lightly and walked into the altar.

With repeated use, the seven altars lost their original colors, and no matter what the material was, they were all bluish-black.

“Amitabha.”

Old monk Yuanjue folded his hands and looked at the altar.

As Nie Wendong once again took out the Divine Idol that looked very much like himself, the familiar fog reappeared, but it was different from before, the fog began to spread.

Yuanjue was slightly frowned, but still did not evade, letting the mist cover him, while chanting the Buddha's name, he also looked into the altar.

The fog began to spread, and the scene inside the altar became clear.

He saw Nie Wendong standing on the altar, his clothes were moving without wind, and there was a buzzing sound.

Whoosh!
The fog flowed back to his palm, and after a while, a fuzzy picture appeared, and there seemed to be a silhouette surging in it.

"This is?"

Yuanjue's heart started, but Nie Wendong was aware of it, and when he thought about it, the fog became denser again.

"Phew!"

Nie Wendong blew lightly, and the scene in front of him became clear.

It was a dark Earth Palace without much light, but through the faint rays of light, the grim shadows in the gloom and the pool of dried blood were vaguely visible.

“wu wu ~”

The sound of grief sounded, surging from the dark Earth Palace, more like following an unknown trajectory, ringing in the altar.

The whimper is bleak.

"Alas."

Nie Wendong extended the hand, as if through the black mist to the Earth Palace.

He seemed to want to touch something, but as the mournful whimper grew louder, he retracted his hand.

“wu wu ~”

He wiped away the mist in front of him, and Nie Wendong’s face flashed a complicated look, which was immediately covered by coldness.

"One will succeed in a thousand bones..."

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