【Number of foundation building: 2】

"Sure enough, there is no such cheap thing. The life required to build the foundation will not only require my deity to practice for the rest of his life to turn it into a torch, but also to become a new world..."

The two worlds were traveling, as if they were in a daze, and Yang Yu came to his senses.

Just as a deep sea fish was thrown into the sun-sun desert, the strong imbalance made him frown.

"The mountains and seas were as rich as when I left, but they could still be considered as the desert of spiritual qi..."

With his strong will, he captured a wisp of spiritual qi from the void, Yang Yu closed the pores around his body, his magic power returned to his dantian, and his qi and blood were restrained.

Mountains and seas still cannot tolerate the Lord of Nine Yao!

In the wind and snow, Yang Yu felt this clearly, and at the same time, he also sensed hunger.

"The Qi and blood are not damaged, but without spiritual qi support, the physical consumption of the human immortal level will be ten times greater than that of the Martial Saint!"

Taking out a few pills and taking them, Yang Yu walked slowly in the wind and snow, carefully observing the differences between the two worlds.

The incarnation of Wujian is his purest essence and blood. Although he is not as good as the deity, he is also a human and immortal body.

The two worlds are different.

Yang Yu felt this gap very profoundly at this moment. Every step he took was several times larger than Longquan, and...

Buzz ~

Yang Yu stepped forward with one step, and the two realms were used uninterruptedly. In an instant, he had already left this deep mountain.

"The power of magical power is greatly reduced, and the consumption is increased exponentially. If you cannot support it, it may indeed damage the origin. No wonder Lu Chen was unwilling to use magical powers back then..."

Yang Yu walked out of the deep mountains, and looked up and saw a carriage running extremely on the road, walking in the wind and snow to a city not far away.

"Deyang Mansion?"

But hundreds of miles away, Yang Yu looked up and saw the city. With a thought, a few flashes had arrived before the city gate.

Longquan has been around for more than 30 years, and the mountains and seas have only been over a year. Now it is the winter of the twelfth year of Yuanshi.

But it was indeed more than 30 years since he came to Deyang Prefecture last time. Including the more than 30 years in Longquan Realm, there are more than 60 years...

“Time flies…”

Yang Yu sighed slightly and walked into the city.

More than thirty years have passed, and Deyang Prefecture has changed greatly compared to that year. Not only has the outer city expanded again and again, but many tall buildings have also emerged from the ground.

At this time, the wind and snow had not dissipated, but there were still many pedestrians in the city. The arrival of each car A would bring about a wave of people.

"In the past, Deyang had a severe drought for several years, the mountains and rivers were dry, and there was no one in the crowd for thousands of miles. It was really a tragic situation for the people to change their children to eat!"

"The sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the sun and the moon are gone. When countless people cried and prayed, a new household in Qingzhou's brocade clothes came with a horse!"

At some point, Prison Yang stopped.

In front of me is a restaurant, and it is also the only ancient building that has not changed in Deyang City since he has walked to this day.

This ancient building, called Qiufeng Tower, was the place where he was Lingchi Nie Wen Cave.

Now, business is very good, with a lot of drinkers inside, and the ups and downs of the storyteller.

"...Old Master Xu was furious to capture the Nie thief, but he laughed out loud and said bluntly, "The Dukes and Majesties in the court are friends with me, and all the great clans interact with me. Even if they take me down, how can they kill me?"

In the restaurant, there were spitting sounds, and there were many angry people, and even the sound of wine glasses shattering.

"I heard a long roar from the clouds, and a flying fish robe from the sky to the earth, like a dragon entering the sea: 'I'll kill you'!"

...

"It's you!"

When Yang Yu was silent, he walked out of the restaurant alone, with a complicated expression:

"Everyone says that you are seriously injured and you are unable to cure it. There are even some people who think you are persecuted by Yang Jian, and Deyang Mansion has almost turned around..."

"Young Master Chu has become the ten capitals?"

Yang Yu looked at the person who came, and was Chu Tianyi, the leader of the four young masters of Qingzhou at that time, and now Huafa has born.

"It is difficult to achieve both worldly affairs, and it is difficult for the Martial Saint to be successful in the end..."

Chu Tianyi was a little bitter.

For three hundred years, Qingzhou, or Longyuan Dao, has not had enough martial saints to do in just one palm, and this also includes the current Longyuan King Yufengxian and Wei Zhengxian.

But he does not include...

"What's the matter when you come to see me?"

Yang asked.

"Please ask for a way to reach the sky!"

Chu Tianyi bowed a long time, and his white clothes drooped on the ground, and between his hands, he was holding a divine seed:

"The rank established by Chu is called "Chenlong", and its magical power is "Reverse Knowing the Future"...

The reason why Chu knew that Your Majesty returned this time was that he was entirely dependent on this magical power…”

Chu Tianyi offered the god seed, with a respectful expression, but she felt nervous.

On the day of Chengshidu, his magical powers improved greatly and he saw a corner of the future. In the future, he stopped in the Shidu and died in great tragic way.

And the only chance is in Deyang Prefecture...

"I know the future?"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed and he looked at the divine seed.

[Reverse knowledge of the future: Times change, time changes, dragons move in it, can shine on themselves...]

[Induce this magical power to see a corner of uncertain future. Those who believe may escape disasters or enter the quagmire...]

[If the future can be changed, can I see the future, but it is still the future? If the future cannot be changed, what is the use of seeing it?]

"It's a good thing indeed!"

Even though Yang Yu had planned his own magical powers, he couldn't help but feel a little moved at this time.

Any magical power linked to time and space is extremely powerful and rare, and is rare in ancient times.

"Your Majesty likes it..."

Yang Yu looked at Chu Tianyi, who was bowing in front of him, as if the sword bones were smoothed by the wind and frost of time, and helped him up with her:

"Since Yang has abdicated, you don't need to mention His Majesty's words. You ask me for your word, and I will accept this bow."

Of course, Yang Yu also picked up the divine seed.

"Thank you..."

Chu Tianyi felt complicated, but he quickly calmed down.

Ni Zhi's countless deaths in the future have made him no longer feel rebellious and proud. Compared with the person in front of him, he really has no capital to be proud.

"Although the ten capitals are successful, the Martial Saint may not be able to succeed. With this book, you still have the opportunity to try..."

Yu Yang reached into his arms, took out a silk book and handed it to Chu Tianyi:

"As for Tongtian Avenue..."

Chu Tianyi took the silk book with both hands and looked up again. Yang Yu's figure was gone in the wind and snow, only the voice echoed in his ears:

"I will stay in Northwest City for a year. If you can become a Martial Saint, come and find me again, if not..."

The lingering sound dissipated, and Chu Tianyi looked at the book:

On the unity of immortals and martial arts!

...

...

"I know the future!"

The Yuan magnet gathers like clouds, and Yang Yu travels through it, one mind and two uses, thinking about the choices of supernatural powers.

This is not easy.

Once the magical power enters the soul, the cost of peeling it off will be too high.

"The innate qi is a great capture, Samadhi True Fire..."

As he thought about it, the Yuanmagnetic magic power dissipated, and Yang Yu urged the two worlds to be inseparable. In the next moment, he had arrived at the backyard of the northwest imperial city.

"Xiao Si..."

After years of separation, Yang Yu was also very thrilled and pushed the door open without thinking.

Then, Qin Si looked back at the mirror, and Yu Fengxian, who was holding a child, couldn't hold it.
Chapter completed!