The First Cause of All Realms

magnet...

Looking at the profound stone that Duan Leng was holding, Yang Yu was a little lost.

Some of these things are called cishi, also called magnet, and some called mysterious stone, which are distinguished by regional dynasties. However, their quantity is very large, and they are widely used.

But it was because it was so common that Yang Yu subconsciously ignored it, and when he saw this thing, he was shocked.

But, is this thing a stone?

Of course, other people think it's not important, what's important is how to determine the magical power of financial refining...

call!

Yang Yu reached out and held the profound stone, urging him to activate the supernatural power of financial refining.

Immediately, his eyes lit up, and with the urging of the divine power, he sensed strands of black energy, which came from this profound stone.

feasible!

Looking at Yang Yu in a trance, Duan Leng felt a little uneasy in his heart. Such a big man can't talk without saying anything, right?

He said that it was different from different stones and had strange abilities, so this profound stone completely matched it!

"good."

Yang Yu restrained his thoughts, nodded slightly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, there were three more ingots of gold on the table, and the golden light shone, attracting many eyes.

Profound stones are indeed not uncommon, and he himself just didn't think of it for a while, but he naturally wouldn't break his promise with the promised gold.

If it wasn't for Duan Leng, he would not have known how long it would take him to realize that this is the so-called darkness under the lights.

"All, all for me?"

Duan Leng shivered for a while, his face flushed, and then he thought of something, quickly put away the gold, pressed his heart throbbing, and clasped his fist:

"Thank you sir!"

Thank you, sincerely.

In these years, there are so many people who don't count their words, who forget their righteousness in the light of profit, such as the adult in front of them, there are really too few.

You must know that he can go back on his regrets, because although profound stones are not too many, they are not too few. Even now, if he buys thousands of kilograms, he will not even need a single ingot of gold.

"You can't go back on a good deal."

Playing with this profound stone, Yang Yu returned to his heart like an arrow, but he still asked Duan Leng to collect profound stones and other strange stones for him, but even Duan Leng didn't find it, and his voice was much louder.

I don't know that there are many people in the teahouse and the long street outside who can hear it clearly.

The half-month cleaning in the city can frighten most people, but not everyone. There is no shortage of people who die for wealth at any time.

Duan Leng is tall and big, but it's only a blood exchange. If he doesn't endorse him, I'm afraid he will be on the street in a few days.

"Don't worry, my lord, I will go all out!"

Under the stimulation of gold, Duan Leng was eager to get his hands on his hands, and he was quite excited. Without saying much, he bowed heavily, turned around and went to the street, shouting loudly to buy profound stones.

Yang Yu drank the tea in the cup, put down the money, waited for Duan Leng to buy a batch and brought it with him, and asked him a few words before getting up and returning to the inn.

There was a shortage of water in the city, and Yang Prison had not taken a medicinal bath for many days. Fortunately, he had succeeded in taking the Qi method, and after his body sense had been achieved, the pores of his body could be opened freely, and the dust could not reach his body.

Otherwise, Yue Yu didn't take a bath, and he really couldn't stand it.

You know, every time he fights, it's dusty...

"Master Yang!"

As soon as he entered the inn, before he could wait for Yang Prison to return to his room, someone called him. A middle-aged man with a calm expression came over and saw him clenching his fists slightly and handing him a letter.

"This letter comes from Qingzhou..."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Yang Yu frowned slightly, tore open the letter, and the frowned frowned suddenly relaxed.

This letter is from Weihe.

After the chaos in Heishan City, Wei He raised Jinyiwei to a hundred households. He was no longer an Anzi, but he still stayed in Heishan City. He didn't set off for Qingzhou City until everything was settled.

"...There are things you left behind. Your mother-in-law is in good shape and is no longer so thin, but she still misses you. If you have time, go back and have a look."

"Your fifth brother quit the six doors after breaking a fortune. However, it was run by the old man and became the county magistrate. With him, you don't have to worry about the safety of your mother-in-law."

"This way, the old man has heard your name. Good boy, it's not a thing in the pool, it took a long time to soar into the sky!"

"It's not easy to live in Qingzhou, poor old man for this little money."

"Come back, let's have a drink..."

...

It was a thin letter, and Yang Yu read it at a glance, but he read it over and over many times.

"Two years have passed, and the old man still hasn't been found. My mother-in-law is in good health, but I'm afraid she will cry secretly at night. The little old lady loves to cry, and I'm not around..."

"Can the fifth master be a county magistrate with this temperament?"

"Old Weitou went to Qingzhou, tsk, I don't know what to do when I heard my name along the way?"

"Master he..."

Recalling the past bit by bit, Yang Yu felt warm in his heart, missed, and muttered to himself for a while before carefully putting away the letter and putting it in the mustard seed space.

There is not much space for mustard seeds, because there are too few hollow stones in it, and it has to be divided into two halves to distinguish between storage and enemies.

The letter was placed deep within him.

Then, he went to Li Eryi's room first, and as soon as he opened the door, the half-sleeping old boy was awakened, showing his teeth and claws like a nightmare.

"it's me."

Yang Yu reached out and grabbed his shoulder, breathing inwardly to induce vomiting, calming his panic and irritability, and sighed:

"Old Li, you still have to take the stage. It's okay to be bored alone."

The half-year starvation career completely destroyed all sense of security in Li Eryi's heart, leaving him with deep sequelae, fearing people and liking dark corners.

This is a serious psychological trauma, he knows it, but there is no cure, he can only enlighten him and let him come out on his own.

"Can't get on stage, can't get on stage..."

Li Eryi's expression darkened.

Don't talk about going on stage, just thinking about that scene, he was trembling all over, he didn't want to see, and didn't dare to see anyone except Yang Prison.

"I haven't heard you say the complete 'Ximen Daguan Ren', and I haven't finished listening to the Water Margin. Why can't I be on stage?"

Yang Yu covered it with a quilt and smiled:

"I know a doctor with excellent medical skills. When she comes, you only need to press a button, and you will not be afraid of anything..."

"Um……"

Under Yang Prison's watch, Li Eryi fell into a drowsy sleep. In the past few days, he has not slept well at all. Only at this time can he sleep peacefully.

"Young girl..."

Looking at Li Eryi, who was sometimes hideous, sometimes frightened, sometimes frightened, and sometimes twitching in his sleep, Yang Yu took a deep breath, and just then suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.

In just over half a year, Li Eryi has almost collapsed, but there are more than a million starving people and refugees like him in Deyang Mansion?

Starved to death, killed, how many?

"Whoever you are..."

Yang Yu pressed his thoughts and went back to his room. At this time, Duan Leng also sent a second batch of profound stones. The two batches added up to a hundred catties.

After sending off Duan Leng, Yang Yu closed the door, sat cross-legged on the futon, looked at the neat pile of black stones in front of him, and nodded slightly.

In his opinion, the magnetic force possessed by the profound stone is not inferior to that of the Konggu Stone, and its potential can be said to be enormous.

Moreover, its own texture is much harder than Konggu Stone.

What's more important is that profound stones are not rare, and the amount is large enough to achieve a transformation in his overall physique, perhaps not to the point where the diamond is not bad like the old monk Yuanjue.

But it is enough to make up for his last shortcoming at this time, horizontal training.

call!

While thinking about it, he stretched out his hands and placed them on the pile of profound stones.

Financial refining, start.

hum!

Immediately, Yang Yu felt the strands of black energy again, and as soon as his thoughts moved, it disappeared into his hands.

Then, in an unpredictable trajectory, it spread to the subtleties of the whole body.

Chi Chi Chi

The black gas entered his body, which was far more intense than when he smelted Konggu Stone, and the severe stinging pain instantly came from all over his body.

"call!"

Yang Yu's expression was as usual, his mind was condensed, and he looked inside himself.

After his perception was improved, his inner vision became clearer and could even be refined to a specific blood vessel.

As pieces of profound stone turned into powder, the pain became more and more intense, and Yang Yu finally captured the changes in his body.

This change seems to start from an extremely subtle place that he can't even notice, and gradually spread to bones, meridians, epidermis, blood vessels, and internal organs...

"It's not just physical changes..."

Fuzzy thoughts flickered in his heart, and Yang Yu was a little surprised to find that with the submersion of black energy, his physique gradually strengthened, not only did he not feel heavy.

Instead, I felt an indescribable sense of ease~www.novelmt.com~ as if the whole body became more and more agile, and even the friction between the body surface and the air became subtle.

This is, magnetism? !

...

...

call!

Suck!

On a barren mountain, Wang Jingqi sat cross-legged on a cow stone, facing the rising sun, breathing inwardly.

With him at the center, all the Long Yuanwei sat slenderly, relieving the exhaustion of running around for many days, and recovering their mental and physical strength.

flutter

Suddenly, there was a whistling sound in the distance.

On Thursday, he moved in the heart, opened his eyes, and at the head of the cloud, a slap-sized eagle swooped down like an arrow, and as he raised his hand, it landed on his arm.

"Go."

After taking down the letter and feeding him a blood-boosting pill, Ren Lingying went away, took a step forward on Thursday, and handed it to Wang Jingqi, who had just opened his eyes:

"Lord Xu's letter..."

"Um."

Wang Jingqi opened the letter, just glanced at it, and snorted coldly:

"Six doors are really rotten to the root, no wonder Fang Qidao has been slow to show up! After this incident, he must die for the victims!"

"What happened?"

Asked on Thursday.

"Yang Qianhu raided the six gates and seized the dossier, and found that the six gates stronghold had not been pulled out at all, and..."

Wang Jingqi was concise and concise, and said the content of the letter.

"How dare you!"

A group of Long Yuanwei listened, and they were all angry.

"Not only Fang Qidao, that Nie State Lord, I'm afraid it's not clean."

The face turned cold on Thursday.

"We can't control Nie Wendong's affairs, the people behind him..."

After Wang Jingqi frowned slightly, he stood up, and the group of Long Yuanwei also followed him and got on their horses:

"Let's go, Yuanming Valley!"

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