The First Cause of All Realms

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Yang Yu only felt a flower in front of his eyes, closed his eyes slightly, and saw a flood of words on the wall of the cauldron:

【Ingredients: Ghost Head Beheading Knife】

[Level: OK (upper)]

【Quality: Excellent (Part 1)】

[Evaluation: A knife that has been sharpened for many years by beheading is more precious.]

[Refining can be obtained: sword technique 'decapitation']

"It really is a sword technique!"

Yang Yu was overjoyed.

Compared with practicing martial arts inside and outside, he was more eager to get the ingredients for skills such as swordsmanship.

Only this kind of skill-based martial arts would not be restricted by the progress of blood exchange, allowing him to quickly improve his strength.

Whether it is internal training or external training, even he can only follow step by step and make progress little by little. Once the medicinal materials are lacking, the progress will even be delayed.

But the knife method is different.

The quality of the broken knife is only 'inferior'. After refining it by himself, the proficiency of the sword is already higher than that of the blood-changing warrior of the Liansheng teaching.

This ghost-headed broadsword is likely to contain the precious knife-wielding skills of the three-generation old executioners of the Weihe family.

For him, the value is even greater.

"If I completely refine this ghost-headed sword, don't I have a hundred-year-old knives skill?"

Although he thought it was a little unlikely, Yang Yu was still heartbroken.

After a while, he calmed down and began to read other words carefully.

Having had several previous experiences, Yang Yu initially determined that in the evaluation of the Gluttony Tripod, the ingredients can be divided into four grades: 'Excellent, Good, Fair, and Inferior'.

Each level is divided into upper, middle and lower.

Quality is basically these four levels.

The 'broken knife', 'ancient scroll' and 'human skin scroll' that he had obtained before, recorded the silk and silk of the wind-step, all of which were judged at this level.

Only the 'recipe', beyond this limit, is rated as 'Ten Capitals'.

"Including the ghost head knife, I already have five ingredients, and if I add six more, I can know the utility of the 'recipe'..."

Yang Prison settled down.

Outside the house, Wu Liu's shouts and urgings had already sounded, and before he finished speaking, he had already entered the house.

After Yang Yu left, he was a little worried and chased after him all the way, for fear that he would miss the hour.

"I thought your kid just escaped!"

Wu Liu glared at Yang Yu angrily, but didn't care.

Neglect of duty and escaping from battle are serious sins. No matter how stupid this kid is, he won't be able to cut his head without cutting off his neck.

"Um."

Yang Yu tightened his grip on the knife before saying:

"Let's go."

…

Heishan City Execution Ground is located in the densely populated Nancheng District, not far from the vegetable market.

It occupies a small area, even a little cramped.

It is only ten meters wide and less than a hundred meters long, with wooden railings on both sides, sentry towers, and yamen soldiers with crossbows looking around.

Around the platform in the middle, there is a high fence, and many yamen guards are armed with swords.

On the east side, there is a pergola, where the execution officials sit, bored.

At the corner of the north wall, in a simple gray shed, several executioners with red headscarves were sharpening their knives in the rain.

Yang Yu stood in a corner holding the ghost-headed sword, and kept looking at the entire execution ground.

The layout of this execution ground is very simple, but it is mysterious. There are several sentry towers outside, and there are secret sentries facing the execution ground inside.

If someone came to rob the prison, the prisoner would be shot and killed immediately.

Yang Yu didn't know if something would happen, but he was prepared for danger and silently recorded the topography of the execution ground.

In this hour, he has also been looking for Wang Fobao.

The chief arresting officer of Montenegro City, he was always in charge of executions in previous years, but his sudden absence this year made him even more uneasy.

"Junior Brother Yang, let me sharpen your knife for you!"

A burly man with shirtless arms greeted him with a smile.

Yang Yu turned around and smiled, indicating no need.

Many of these executioners were related to Old Man Wei, and some of them were even direct disciples, so of course they knew about Yang Prison.

It's just that although they started early, once they changed blood, their status was greatly different.

Deliberately gave him the best place, and his tone was a little cautious and compliment.

"Junior Brother Yang, don't be nervous, this beheading is not too unusual, it's not much different from slaughtering a pig and slaughtering a sheep, it's just that human blood stinks more..."

The burly man walked over with a smile and introduced himself.

This big man's name is 'Wang Kui', a butcher under Hu Wan, and the executioner is only part-time.

As a matter of fact, executioners do not have to work every day, and there are not a few part-timers.

"We execute executions with little skills."

Wang Kui said in a low voice, "Later, you will hold the knife behind you, step on the man's back, and at the same time push and chop off his head, kick him under his foot, so that the blood won't splatter on you."

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for your suggestion."

Yang Prison nodded.

He is not good at dealing with people, and the familiar character of this big man makes him a little uncomfortable.

The two chatted for a while, and it didn't take long before they heard an urging voice from the east: "The executioner is ready, Master!"

"The time has come."

Yang Prison glanced at him, and in the misty drizzle, the execution ground was deserted.

"Let's go, Junior Brother."

Wang Kui called out, and he was about to step forward with a knife in hand.

Yang Yu patted him on the shoulder, hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "If you see the situation going bad for a while, dodge immediately."

"what?"

Wang Kui was stunned for a while, and then he burst into laughter: "Junior Brother, your courage is too small!"

Having said that, he shook his head and stepped onto the stage.

"I hope I think about it more."

Yang Yu shook his head in his heart, and took the knife to the stage.

A group of death row prisoners had long been bound and sturdy, and most of them were knelt down to the ground, except for the bandit named 'Iron Dragon'.

Holding his head up, let the four yamen exert their strength, UU reading www.uukanshu.com couldn't hold back, and he had no choice but to bind him to the high platform with chains.

"The guy who changed his blood is really not human."

Wang Kui clicked his tongue.

This death row prisoner had the heaviest shackles, and he could even stand on the pipa bone with two large iron **** weighing 100 pounds.

It's even more exaggerated than his own eldest brother Hu.

Subconsciously, he just wanted to skip this death row and choose someone who was far away.

He didn't want to, Yang Prison suddenly stretched out his hand to grab him and walked towards the death row prisoner.

"Senior brother?"

Wang Kui was busy struggling, but was surprised to find that he couldn't break free.

"Shut up."

Yang Yu scolded in a deep voice, "Look at those soldiers."

"what?"

Wang Kui was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't help looking at the soldiers outside the platform.

Looking at it, I really found something wrong.

In the drizzling light rain, these usually lazy soldiers were standing guard one by one, and the hands of a few with knives were shaking.

What is this scenario?

Wang Kui was stunned in his heart when he heard a loud laugh that exploded in the rain.

"Boys, grandpa is here!"

This loud shout immediately suppressed all the noises on the field. Those who were a little closer only felt their ears buzzing and their eyes black.

"Really, someone really robbed the Dharma Field?!"

Lying on the ground, Wang Kui was stunned with fright, but Yang Yu saw it very clearly.

At the same time as the loud shout sounded, dozens of big men rushed into the execution ground at an extremely fast speed, like galloping horses!

There was one person in the lead, the one who was born was tall and big, with a scar on his face, the sword swept across, and the head of a man danced into the sky.

He dipped in blood and laughed loudly, ferocious and ferocious, his scars twisted like snakes:

"Kill the executioner first!"

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