The First Cause of All Realms

The speed of the eagle is even better than that of the flying eagle, and because of its small body and long endurance, it can fly day and night without falling for many days.

huh~

Looking at the eagle piercing the sky like an arrow, Yang Yu's mood was flying.

As a human being in two lifetimes, his vigilance against outsiders has gone deep into the bone marrow. Therefore, in the past ten years, he has seen countless people of various colors, but only very few people who can be friends.

The woman who was dressed in red and red armor, who was good at using the Azure Dragon and Moon Sword, and who was good at martial arts but not so much in the city, was one of them.

"Brother Yang, who are you thinking of?"

The wandering thoughts were interrupted. Feeling Qin Si's bright eyes, Yang Yu's face flushed, and he covered it with a light cough:

"Your uncle, how are you doing recently?"

Qin Si's mind was clear, but she didn't say anything, but followed him to answer, but she couldn't help but feel a little worried and worried:

"Master Uncle hardly stays at home, and seems to be taking a risk to break through..."

Nearly 30 years ago, Lin Daoren was already the great master at the time who was approaching the threshold of the Martial Sage. If he hadn't suffered Dao injuries, he might have become a Martial Sage earlier than Nie Longtian.

But there is no if in this world.

The Gate of Martial Saint, also known as the 'Dragon Gate', if you want to pass this gate, you must burn yourself to the extreme. At the peak, it is still not enough. When you are seriously injured, it is almost impossible to cross.

"Your uncle's temperament is too strong to be persuaded."

Holding the beautiful woman, Yang Yu's voice was gentle:

"Now, Northwest Daocheng's hearts are attached, perhaps, it's time for you to complete the ceremony..."

The blue bird can take off only by luck. Qin Si's ceremony requires at least one state's luck, but the word luck is much more complicated than imagined.

The fate of the master is not something you can gather and condense when you capture the city, but the attachment of people's hearts is the most important thing.

Therefore, it has been delayed for a long time, but at this time, it seems to be almost the same.

"It won't work."

Qin Si shook her head slightly, gentle but firm:

"You can't be a king with a different surname, and a king will die! This is Zhang Ming's bottom line. Once he breaks through, I'm afraid that the King Zhao of the West Palace will take action..."

She is worried.

Ceremony is important, but she naturally knows which is more important.

"Then again..."

Just as Yang Yu was about to speak, he put his warm fingers on it, Qin Si said softly:

"Now the Northwest Road has not been settled. Nearby, the two great Martial Saints are entrenched. In the distance, Emperor Qianheng is driving a personal expedition. How can a concubine damage your fortune at this moment?"

She pressed against her broad chest and listened to the deep and powerful heartbeat:

"Concubine, you can wait!"

Hearing soft words can turn into a hundred refinements.

With such a strong temperament, Yang Yu felt his heart soften at this moment. After thinking about it, he didn't say anything, just hugged the beauty tightly.

"Listen to you."

...

...

In the days that followed, Yang Prison fell into a very busy state again.

Qin Lihu disliked the integrity of his mouth and body, and although he insisted on not accepting the position of general, but after he successfully opened the entrance and became the grand master because of the pill, he still participated in the reorganization of the new army more or less.

Due to the high threshold for conscription, Qin Lihu did not force anything else, but recruited a group of prisoners. Instead of receiving food and wages, Qin Lihu participated in food-for-work.

Qi Wensheng's burden became lighter as people defected one after another, and he even began to spread books to various places to clean up officials and rectify the affairs of Yanzhou.

On the other hand, Yang Yu himself, apart from flipping through the book of life and death every day, strictly observing the appointment and dismissal of officials, and screening out the scumbags, put all his energy into refining the golden essence.

This is an extremely huge project. For this reason, he mobilized the small blacksmiths in the city, and thousands of people were busy.

The daily fireworks in the city melted almost all the snow into water.

Of course, in addition to refining the fine gold in Henry Zhangyi's secret treasury, he also went to the treasury to get a batch of gold.

Qi Wensheng was in a lot of pain, and he bargained several times. In the end, he had to transfer half of it, but one or two more, he would never retreat.

Disaster relief, city affairs, alchemy, military salaries... all kinds of expenses suddenly increased, almost making his hair gray.

Although the wind and snow had stopped, it was too painful for him in such a fierce weather that almost no caravans could come and go.

Fortunately, Yang Prison did not ask again, but immersed himself in it, and in the scorching fireworks, he gathered sand into a tower to refine it.

With the passage of time, gradually, in the pure gold, there is a pure bright light.

The first strand of golden essence was extracted by him.

...

...

Huhu~

The unmelted snow blown by the strong wind swelled like waves on the frozen Longyuan River.

From west to east, the Longyuan River flows through the six northern roads of Daming, nourishing fertile fields and nurturing endless people's livelihood. Together with Wanlong River, Qingshui River and Nanwan River, they are called the four major rivers in Daming.

It is also one of the eight largest rivers in the world.

If you look at it from a very high point, you can see that it is these eight great rivers that run through the mountains, plains, and hills all over the world and flow into the four seas.

In the history books, the saying of the Eight Rivers and the people of the four seas comes from this.

"According to legend, before ancient times, there was a Dragon King living in the Longyuan River. When I was young, I used to travel from east to west in a small boat for more than ten years, just to pursue the legendary Dragon Palace of Longyuan River..."

The person who spoke was a very old Taoist. His figure was extremely tall and straight. His gray hair was tied into a bun, red as blood, and interspersed with extremely eye-catching hairpins.

"Brother Yuji, have you ever found it?"

In front of the temple, the handsome monk with crystal-clear complexion folded his hands and walked slowly, but it was 'Zhang Lingying'.

Here, ordinary people naturally cannot see Longyuan River, but they can see clearly.

"I found the ruins and broken walls, not to mention the real dragon, and there is no Jiaolong. Perhaps, the legend of the Dragon King is just a legend..."

Yujizi looked at the monk:

"Why, Brother Zhang is also interested? If so, Pindao can take you for a walk..."

"There are Buddhas in the world, and there are also fairy gods and dragon kings. The poor monk firmly believes in this, but Xun, forget it."

Zhang Lingying shook her head slightly:

"Buddhist scriptures record that when the ancient calamity was destroyed, the spiritual energy dissipated, the fruit of the Tao disappeared, the five declines of heaven and man, and the nine disasters in the universe...

Under all kinds of disasters, the Daluo immortals can't escape, how can the Dragon King in the Longyuan River be able to bear it? "

Looking at the icy river that winds like a dragon in the wind, his eyes are bright.

From a young age, seeing his second brother slaughtering the guards of a hospital, he believed deeply in the gods and Buddhas, and even became a monk and became an ancient Buddha for many years.

"Speaking of this, there is still a lot of fun. It is said that a few days ago, your niece insisted on going to the battlefield and was beaten back by the old princess. After that, for some reason, she seemed to be concerned about the Dragon King of Longyuan River. It is said that, Also repaired a Dragon King Temple?"

Yujizi mentioned this.

A shadow appeared in Zhang Lingying's eyes, then disappeared, and said lightly:

"The change of the sky is coming, sooner or later, there will be a dragon king out of this river, and it is also the meaning of the temple to befriend in advance..."

"The sky changes, the sky changes. Not to mention the tidal theory of Sanxiao Sanren, the saying that the sky changes more than 2,000 years ago has been mentioned.

Up to now, three thousand years have passed, and the snow has gotten heavier in just two years. What are the signs of a change in the sky? "

Yujizi sneered.

Tianbian has been passed down for fifty years, and the tide theory has been passed down for countless years. Some people believe it, and naturally some people don't believe it. He is the latter.

Even if he had seen the Divine Ability Master with his own eyes.

"So, you are just a wild Taoist priest, you can't enter the Hanging Mountain, the Clear Water View..."

Zhang Lingying skipped this topic and said:

"You came to find me because Sirius committed a crime?"

"good."

Yujizi shook the dust lightly and nodded:

"More than a month ago, there was a change outside the Great Wall, and the tribes under the Montenegro gathered together, under the leadership of the son of 'Nayudu', the son of 'Nayudu', the King of the Golden Horde, to invade the border..."

"You don't need to talk about this information."

Zhang Lingying interrupted him:

"Long story short, it's not fun to be stomping in this strong wind..."

"Long Yuan's three heroes, as expected of the generals chosen by Prince Zhao to defend the frontier, all defeated the alien army, but this battle is far from over..."

Yujizi smiled lightly:

"As far as I know, as soon as the war started, the old princess was ready to deal with it. The four commanders of Long Yuanwei sent all of them to the borders of Yun and Qing states to support...

Each state capital has also dispatched strong support. It is said that even Da Keqing and Gongyang Wu also brought people to support..."

"so?"

Zhang Lingying frowned slightly.

"So, at this moment, it's a good time for Brother Zhang to enter Longyuan!"

In Yu Jizi's light laugh, Zhang Lingying's eyes became cold and strange when he looked at him: "Are you crazy?"

"Not to mention that my mother is also a great master of swordsmanship, and the heritage of the palace is still there. Even if it doesn't exist, how can I tamper with civil unrest during this time of war?"

Zhang Lingying shook her head slightly.

Long Yuan's throne, but he has his mind, but what he wants is not the Long Yuan Dao who was beaten by aliens!

When the foreign enemy invaded the border ~www.NovelMTL.com~ there was chaos behind the scenes.

Even if he really ascended the throne and blocked foreign enemies, he was afraid that he would be guillotined by the clan mansion...

"I heard that when your old man was about to leave, he left a will, saying that it was the land of Longyuan, and the defender got it. Are you willing?"

Yujizi chuckled:

"In this chaotic world, in fact, there is no need to abide by the past. Dongyue Canghai City, Lingnan Tiandao Tomb, Pingxi Mi Tianjiao, Northwest Road Yang Prison...

They have accumulated for many years, or they are full of wings, at this time, you only have the broken temple behind you..."

Zhang Lingying fell silent.

"I heard that a Buddhist son came to the world in Lanke Temple. It is said that it was also from Longyuan. You yourself came from Buddhism, and you have this incense passion.

If one day he ascends the throne, he will surely get the full support of Buddhism! "

Yu Jizi's tone was bewitching:

"Retreat is also a prince of the same place. Entering, it is the honor of the ninety-five. What does Brother Zhang think?"

Boom!

It was like a shock to the sky, and a loud noise exploded in the distance.

Both of them were startled, and when they looked up, they saw that the river surface that had been frozen for many days in the distance suddenly shook and cracked.

The violent blood energy and the real gang are intertwined like a dragon, smashing the heavy ice surface, turning the ice into water, and sprinkled on the river bank.

"Where did the demonic way come from, deceiving people here?"

Dressed in red, striding through the snow and snow, and as soon as they fell together, that azure azure sword that transcended like a dragon was already roaring like a dragon:

"The old lady chopped you up!"

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