The First Cause of All Realms

boom!

It seemed like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

There seems to be a gust of wind in Qingzhou City, and the restaurants up and down, whether they are up or down, warriors or ordinary people, all shudder deeply.

Immediately, it was hot and dry.

If you are in the stove, the heat is unbearable, and you can't help tearing your clothes, there is a shock in your heart, knowing that the weather can never be so fickle.

This drastic change in temperature comes from people!

"Master, Master Uncle..."

Zhao Kun's body trembled.

Before he could finish his words, Lin Daoren had already squeezed through the ubiquitous airflow, and in less than a moment, he had stepped into the room, his clothes and hair were moving, and his eyes were filled with real rage.

"Master Uncle..."

Qin Si subconsciously clenched Yang Yu's palm, and her heart trembled.

It was the first time she saw Lin Daoren look so furious, she was already in awe, but at this moment she was even more trembling.

The two close friends looked like this, and Yang Yu, who bore the brunt, felt the overwhelming fury.

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Lin Daoren was completely lost. .

He came to Qingzhou City with important things, but at this moment, he completely forgot everything, his red eyes stared at Yang Yu, his voice seemed a little hoarse.

"Make animals!"

Like crying and laughing, Lin Dao was so angry that his chest almost exploded.

There are nine secret techniques in the Liansheng teaching, one of which is called animal creation.

According to legend, this secret technique is the most miraculous body refining technique in the world. If you want to cultivate this secret technique, you must be proficient in human body structure and bird body structure.

After completing the training, you can have the power of bears and elephants, the swiftness and agility of tigers and leopards, and the eyesight of eagles and birds.

But he never imagined...

"teacher……"

Holding the scroll that looked human but was inhuman, Lin Daoren squeezed his fingers together, his heart was extremely sad, and blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Great regret filled his heart.

He once entered that yard, and for this reason, the road to the Martial Saint was completely destroyed and suffered a heavy blow that ordinary people could not imagine.

But even when he was seriously injured and dying and suffered endless pain, he never shed tears.

But thinking about it at this time, a huge regret filled his heart, making him almost crazy.

He once had the opportunity to...

"Uncle Master..."

Zhao Kun looked sad: "Patriarch he..."

"An dare to deceive me..."

Lin Daoren didn't realize it, feeling the familiar aura that he had not seen for a long time. He opened his mouth, spurting out blood, and the violent killing intent almost shattered the entire restaurant!

"Old Goddess!!!"

boom!

Yang prison embraced Qin Si, pulled Zhao Kun to smash the wall, and retreated violently, but saw a terrifying qi and blood soaring into the sky like wolf smoke.

In less than an instant, the seven-storey restaurant, which could accommodate hundreds of people for dining and accommodation, collapsed with an overwhelmed groan!

If it wasn't for Yang Prison's stay, no one else would stay in this restaurant. This time, I'm afraid it would be in a mess. Even so, the splashing earth and rocks still injured many pedestrians and residents.

All of a sudden, people on the street turned their backs on their horses.

call!

The billowing air waves were violently pushed towards all directions, the dust was everywhere, and the ground shook.

Lin Dao's body was covered in golden light, and he almost stepped on the long street with his feet upside down.

"Lin Daoist!"

Qi Liuyi rushed out of the dust and looked at him in shock and anger. He heard the sound of eagles screeching through, and in the distance, there was a long roar like thunder:

"Come again!"

Crimson fire lingers, like a meteor falling into the sky.

Duan Qilong kills again!

"roll!"

And this time, Lin Daoren did not avoid or dodge, stepped on the house, and rose into the sky again. In the terrifying turbulent blood energy, there was substantial golden light overflowing from his palm, blooming like a lotus.

"If my life is up to me, then the golden lotus will be caught in the fire! The ancestor's defiant Sanshou!"

Zhao Kun exclaimed before he could spit out, and was covered by the huge roar in the air.

boom!

Like mountains colliding, the violent aftermath of the collision spreads in all directions like a concentric circle.

However, before the violent roar could reach the ground, the figure that was bombarded by a meteor had already fallen down like a meteor again.

Before the battle could begin, it was already over.

"So tyrannical?!"

Qi Liuyi sucked in a breath of cold air, only to feel that his scalp was a little numb.

This Lin Daoist still retains his strength in the previous few months of chasing battle? !

"Lin Daoist!"

In the dust, Duan Qilong screamed in anger, and once again boarded the eagle and chased away.

Qi Liuyi hesitated for a moment, but still strode after him.

A group of people came and went quickly, only the collapsed restaurant and the dust that was not scattered in the distance indicated that they had come.

Until this time, Wang Laodao and the others helped Zhang Longfu to climb out of the ruins and looked around in a daze, not knowing what happened.

"Uncle Master!"

Zhao Kun looked miserable. He chased after a few steps, but stopped again. With his light power, it was impossible to catch up with ten times more.

awful!

It's too awful.

Yang Yudu was a little silent, showing a touch of sympathy for the man who had never been masked.

A powerful man who was promoted to the Martial Sage, ignoring the worldly disputes, just retreated in the mountains, and his disciples enjoyed the family relationship around their knees.

One day, Zong Mie people scattered, and he was kept in a pig shed by people using the technique of making animals.

Is this more than a miserable word?

"Master Uncle..."

Qin Si's eyes dimmed.

Lin Daoren came and went in a hurry, and she didn't even have time to speak.

Yang Yu wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't talk about it, so he could only sigh:

"This God-breaker is so hard to practice horizontally."

...

...

Linlong Road, Jing'an House.

In the hall, King Linlong sat upright, flipping through the dossier, and several staff members beside him read information from other Daozhou for him at the same time.

"In just seven years, there have been more than twenty riots. Except for my Linlong Dao, the other eight Dao Dao have a riot almost every two years."

Putting down the file, King Linlong frowned and sighed deeply.

"Natural and man-made disasters cannot be avoided. In recent years, there have been frequent disasters, such as the Qingzhou drought, the Youzhou earthquake, the Lingzhou flood, the Nanyanzhou drought and the locust plague..."

Several staff members also sighed.

Daming's martial arts are extremely prosperous, but the court's strength has never weakened too much. Even after the battle of Liujishan and the two national mobilizations of horses and rivers and lakes, it is enough to suppress the world.

But natural disasters are beyond the reach of manpower. Even if the imperial court tried its best to relieve disasters and cut military and political expenditures, it would be a drop in the bucket.

Under the catastrophe, the people are unable to live and survive. What else can they do other than rebel?

"Your Majesty is addicted to cultivating Taoism, trying to change the number of days with magical powers, really..."

The Dragon King shook his head.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

The expressions of several staff members changed slightly: "This is heard by the old prince, I'm afraid..."

"Second uncle retreats to prepare for the old monster of Montenegro, how can you listen to the corner?"

As the Dragon King said, his expression suddenly changed.

Before a few staff members could react, he was already out the door, only to hear the wind whistling, and a few flickers had already come to the backyard.

However, I saw the second uncle who had been in retreat for a while, and went out again.

"But who disturbed the second uncle?"

Looking at the expressionless second uncle, even as the master of one, one of the nine kings in the world, King Linlong couldn't help but squeak in his heart.

"It turns out that I hurt you..."

Henry Zhang looked at the west, his clothes moved without wind, and the breath that had been silent for 20 years fluctuated, only slightly fluctuating, but it seemed that a hot blood of iron and blood was rising.

"Got to see this old witch."

King Linlong's expression changed slightly: "Second uncle, are you sure?"

"It's one thing to fight or not to fight, it's another thing to fight."

Henry Zhang lightly rolled his cuffs and said lightly:

"Bring me armor."

...

...

The sudden arrival of Yang Prison interrupted Long Yuandao's pursuit of Zhang Longfu, and Lin Bai and other elites from the four great families retreated in despair.

In the days that followed, Qingzhou returned to calm.

Yang Prison still practiced every day, but what was different from before was that Qin Si was by his side, and the days were dull and peaceful.

Perhaps stimulated by the pursuit and killing for many days, Zhang Longfu began to practice martial arts in meditation, and worked hard for more than ten days.

Wang Laodao didn't have time to supervise him. Taking advantage of this rare calm, he began to run around, contacting many forces in Qingzhou, and spread books everywhere to organize forces.

On the contrary, after he got Yang Yuzai left by Xu Wenji, he didn't do anything, which made Qiu Zhanyu a little surprised, and Wang Laodao also knocked on the side several times.

But he ignored it at all, just released a few eagles through Jin Yiwei's channel, and then ignored the foreign affairs again.

After staying in Qingzhou City for a day, Zhao Kun couldn't stand it any longer, and begged Yang Prison to find out about Lin Daoren from Jinyiwei and leave in a hurry.

Although Qin Si was a little worried, she couldn't resist him, but her heart also felt urgency, and she practiced more and more diligently.

It's just that her talent above martial arts is really average~www.NovelMTL.com~ Even if she has the true qi of a man of truth, and the guidance of Yang Prison, her progress cannot be said to be fast.

Yang Prison was immersed in penance.

In other words, create merit.

His martial arts have reached a bottleneck, and all martial arts except Shuimo Gong have reached the seventh rank, and it is really difficult to break through.

And his blood energy has already overflowed, and with the remaining medicinal power of the Human Yuan Great Pill in his body, it has satisfied all the conditions for casting the furnace.

Only need to set the real gang to break through.

Therefore, he began to try to figure out the subtleties of these three martial arts almost day and night, and at night, he entered the environment through the gluttonous cauldron refining ingredients and made various attempts.

Invincible Heavenly Gang, Indestructible Golden Body, and Vajra Indestructible Body, these three martial arts, two of which are peerless divine arts that gave birth to martial sages, King Kong's indestructible body is slightly worse, but it is also the top martial arts from Bodhidharma.

The reason why it is not called magic is just because Bodhidharma did not major in this martial art.

Therefore, it is not an easy task to learn from each other's strengths and make up for one's weaknesses.

Even if Yang Prison has the experience of two great masters of Bodhidharma and Mantra, he cannot do it overnight.

In the fantasy realm of the ingredient 'Crescent Sword'.

Yang Yu sat cross-legged on the yellow clay platform, tried day and night for more than ten days, and after thousands of deaths and mishaps, the distracting thoughts in his heart were very few.

This is a very stupid way, but it is also the most solid way.

"Undefeated, immortal, not bad... They seem to be completely different moods, but at the root, they have something in common."

Feeling the warm aura circulating in his body, Yang Yu closed his eyes and tried again:

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