The First Cause of All Realms

【Do you have the heart to be king? ! 】

This sentence, through the back of the paper, seems to be able to see the taste of gold and iron horses. The text is the carrier of the heart.

In a trance, it seemed that the dusty old man was looking at him solemnly through the text.

"It's no wonder that among the Confucian scholars, the boss is called the official model, the leader of the Confucian forest..."

Yang prison was silent.

Up to now, the aura of troubled times is not only detectable by those big men.

In the past few years, including Longyuan Dao, almost all the nine Daos in the world, except for Linlong Dao, have erupted in riots of different sizes and numbers.

Some were annihilated, but some are still maintained, and there are more undercurrents rolling under them.

On the surface, the maintenance of stability is almost unable to cover up the chaotic atmosphere that is coming.

Like Xu Wenji, there are really too few people who can see it but still maintain it wholeheartedly.

pity……

"Be the king..."

Yang Prison thought about it seriously.

What is a king?

Wake up and take control of the world, drunk on the knees of beautiful women. . If you are happy, the whole world will celebrate, if you are angry, the world will change color. Tens of thousands of people will hold their breath and save what they want.

This is the pinnacle of human desire. Throughout the ages, in the past and present, countless people have continued on this road.

If it is said that there is no thought, it is naturally impossible.

You must know that in his previous life, he planned his own life, and the top one in the list was the 'kaobian'.

only……

"The boss looks down on me too much, what's the basis for me to become a king?"

After thinking about it, Yang Yu felt dumbfounded.

Fighting for dragons is not a family game, nor is it a battle in the rivers and lakes, and it is not achieved by high martial arts.

Apart from one win, one crane and one dog, his subordinates are only Xiao Wu and the living dead. If he really wants to fight for this, he is afraid that it will not be possible.

[There is no invincible person in the world, no prosperous family, no eternal dynasty. The lineage of King Longyuan will eventually die out. 】

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"The old man can see clearly."

Yang Prison nodded slightly.

He has been in contact with Yu Fengxian and Zhang Longfu successively. The two are very different. The former has a pure heart, is addicted to martial arts, and is a commander of Qingzhou Jinyiwei. Most of them act alone, rushing to the front.

The latter, male and female, has a weak heart and is undecided about things. It is really only the capital of the middle and low, and it may not be able to take the lead in ordinary people, not to mention the family of princes.

This point, Xu Wenji can see clearly, he can see clearly too.

【If you are king, you can take the gray box】

This letter raft ended here, Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, and he reached out and took out a letter from the gray box.

[If you are a king, you should be in charge of the palace. Fengxian has no intention of power. You may lose your name, but you can actually get it. With the resources of one, the great master is at your fingertips, and it is not impossible for Wusheng. 】

Yang Yu glanced at it, put it down immediately, and closed the box.

Not to mention now, even before yesterday, he would not hesitate at all.

People can't be so shameless, at least not so shameless.

It was unacceptable for him to be in a marriage, and he was bound to be unacceptable for the sake of stealing people's ancestral property.

If he had the heart to be king, he would definitely use the sword and bow in his palm to get it, not to deceive orphans and widows.

Qiu Zhanyu glanced over from the corner of his eye, and when he saw him closing the gray box, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Prison pretended not to know, and continued to read the letters in the black box.

"Okay!"

The first page of the letter raft has only one word.

Yang Yu felt strange in his heart and continued to read.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the text of the second letter was much softer, not as aggressive as the previous one.

[My husband, if you want to repay your revenge, you must avenge it! The person that the old man likes will not be the one who bullies the old and the young and invades the ancestral property of others! 】

"The old man is really..."

Yang Yu shook his head in his heart, but he didn't care much and continued to watch.

[In this way, the old man has all your heart! 】

[Long Yuandao, it is already a quagmire, and the old man's clearing of Qingzhou is only a temporary solution, not the root cause. If you want to break the game, you must remember these four people. 】

"Wang Muzhi, Zhang Lingfeng, Fang Zhenghao, Wei Zhengxian!"

Yang Yu recited these four names silently in his heart.

The old man must have had a very profound research on Long Yuandao. In this box, there are mostly records about the life, preferences, background, martial arts, and cronies of these four people.

There is also an analysis of their motives, possible actions, and so on.

At the same time, he also has his own connections and back-ups.

"call!"

With one eye and ten lines, he read all the files and letters and remembered them in his heart. Yang Yu held the Zhen Gang in his palm to induce vomiting, and shook the two wooden boxes into powder in front of Qiu Zhanyu.

"Don't blame Brother Yang, Qiu is also..."

Seeing Yang Yu's neat and tidy movements, Qiu Zhanyu felt a little ashamed, but he was actually a little uneasy before.

"These things are very big, and it's human nature to worry about them. How can you blame them?"

Yang Prison didn't care.

After reading these things, he realized the weight of what Xu Wenji left behind, which is not only information, but also his contacts and back-up.

Falling into the hands of people with ulterior motives, the consequences are unpredictable, and Qiu Zhanyu is worried, which is naturally human.

"You, aren't you curious about what's in that gray box?"

Qiu Zhanyu felt a little pity when he saw Yang Yu's decisive destruction.

"If you don't want to see it, don't watch it."

Yang Yu got up, said goodbye to Qiu Zhanyu, and turned around the room under the complicated gaze of the latter.

"It's a day when you go away? Is it getting dark again? I can't take it anymore..."

Zhao Kun was still guarding the door. When he saw Yang Prison come back, he yawned and walked into the temporary room. After more than a day, he was really sleepy.

Not to mention the realm of Astral, even Martial Saints still need to sleep, and their mental exhaustion is even worse than their physique.

"Brother Yang..."

Not long after entering the room, Qin Si woke up faintly. Yang Yu wiped the sweat for her and asked her how she felt.

In fact, Qin Si didn't need to talk about it, he could also sense the changes in the former's body. The pure and astonishing infuriating energy could be regarded as a hair-washing process.

And because of the same root and the same origin, the benefits are much greater than before the old man.

"That true qi was left by the ancestors, and when he sensed the aura of the same root and the same source, there was a reaction..."

Qin Si leaned against the head of the bed, and firstly, Mo Yun supernatural power drove away the dust and sweat from her body, and her eyes were in a trance:

"I had a dream, in a dream, in a dream, I saw a small courtyard surrounded by fences, deep in the mountains..."

"Um?!"

Yang Yu was shocked and blurted out:

"In the fenced yard, are there flowers and plants, wooden houses, old women, and pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks?!"

"……Yes."

Qin Si nodded, her face flashed with horror: "...that old woman is so scary, she just flicked her finger, and the sky and the wind turned into a giant pillar..."

"This……"

Listening to Qin Si's narration, Yang Yu's face remained calm, but his heart was filled with waves.

He will not forget the scene when he refines the human skin scroll. The horror of the old woman can be felt from just a few words.

In Qin Si's description, the Taoist who walked away in embarrassment had half of his hair black and half of his hair white. Isn't that the Taoist Yunni from Fushuiguan? !

"Brother Yang?"

Seeing that Yang Yu was a little lost, Qin Si called out twice.

"fine."

Yang Yu returned to normal, chatting and talking with Qin Si. At the same time, his mind moved, and his eyes were drawn together, and he looked at the latter.

After the furnace, the path of the warrior turned from blood to spirit, but he had never seen an old woman like that, and he suspected that he was aware of the existence of his refining ingredients.

He couldn't help being careless.

However, after some inspections, apart from finding that Qin Si's inner breath had a tendency to change towards infuriating energy, nothing unusual was found.

It was a relief.

The two had just made up their minds, they were shy and close to each other, and they talked a lot more.

However, Qin Si's spirit was not very good, and she was stimulated in her dream. After a while after dinner, she felt a little sleepy.

Yang Yu held her palm and watched her fall asleep with peace of mind.

In two lifetimes, he has always been wary and alienated from others. In these years, he actually didn't have many friends.

Now, in addition to the old man and mother-in-law, he has someone else in his heart.

It felt unfamiliar, but reassuring.

"Good sleep."

Gathering her loose hair, Yang Yu smiled, held her hand, and slept with her clothes closed.

This sleep, Yang Yu slept very peacefully, without dreams, and slept until dawn.

When she woke up, Qin Si was returning with her breakfast.

However, instead of dressing up in men's clothes yesterday, she changed into a plain skirt, without makeup, but she was still very beautiful, and she was wearing a bun.

This is for a woman's dress.

"Brother Yang, are you awake?"

Qin Si was a little shy~www.NovelMTL.com~ with redness behind her ears, but she still came over, put down her breakfast, brought water, and watched him wash.

Zhao Kun squatted at the door, feeling a little relieved, but also feeling uncomfortable.

Watching the grown-up niece, do this to another woman?

"There are no red tapes for the children of Jianghu, but it can't be nothing, right?"

Zhao Kun couldn't help but muttered.

"After this matter, I will take you home to meet your mother-in-law and the old man."

Yang Yu's mentality changed quickly.

He has rules and bottom lines, but he doesn't like to be sloppy.

"Listen to you."

Qin Si bowed her head shyly, as beautiful as a peach and plum.

Zhao Kun couldn't help interrupting:

"Let's think about how to deal with the uncle! When the uncle sends Duan Qilong, I'm afraid he will come and kill you as soon as possible!"

"Lin Daoren's place."

Yang Yu frowned slightly, and returned to normal in an instant. He took out the human skin scroll whose golden characters were long gone, and handed it to Zhao Kun:

"You give this to your uncle. Compared to me, the whereabouts of your ancestor must be more worthy of his attention!"

"Where is the ancestor?!"

Hearing this, Zhao Kun jumped up and took the man's skin scroll back and forth with a look of surprise, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

Looking at Yang Yu's eyes, there is suspicion.

It was Qin Si who explained to him, and also talked about what he saw in his dream yesterday, which made Zhao Kun's eyes crack and his hands and feet tremble.

"you say……"

A faint voice came from outside the window, and Yang prison looked back alertly. From the window that was blown open by the wind, a person could be seen standing on the eaves in the distance.

In the voice, there is a colder current than the middle of winter:

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