The First Cause of All Realms

Blood and snow splash!

Looking at the headless body that fell heavily, everyone present was stunned.

No one expected that at the last moment, someone would kill Shi Kai with just one slash.

The bruised and bruised Tan Hong was surprised, but the followers of Liansheng Sect were shocked and couldn't believe it.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous..."

Yang Yu knelt on the ground with a knife, his chest heaving.

With this knife, he almost reached his limit in terms of timing, angle, and strength.

However, if it wasn't for Wang Wu's holding back Shi Kai's You Fist, this punch would have pierced through his chest and even killed him!

With his current strength, he was still too reluctant to face a warrior with blood and energy. Even a sneak attack would be in great danger.

"Deputy helmsman!"

"He, they killed the deputy helmsman!"

"Kill! Kill them and avenge the deputy helmsman!"

After a brief silence, the followers of Liansheng Sect boiled over, and they rushed towards Yang Yu and the two of them along with the sound of shouting and killing.

Unlike the mountain bandits whose leader is killed, the followers of the Liansheng Sect are even more insane. Even at this time, they still have to fight.

Yang Yu was startled, he grabbed the knife in his hand, ignoring the bleeding wound on his back, and went up to meet him.

"Hoo~"

In the long inhalation sound, Wang Wu stood up again, and with the sound of bones and bones exploding like a cannon, he sneered and rushed up:

"If you don't go, then don't go!"

"kill!"

Tan Hong was bruised and bruised all over his body, but when he saw everyone rushed to kill him, he beat his spirits and killed him later.

"what!"

These followers of the Liansheng Sect are not really brave and not afraid of death. After being killed by Wang Wuyi, who was forced to raise their inner qi, they still collapsed and fled.

"Stop chasing!"

Yang Yu subconsciously wanted to chase, but was stopped by Wang Wu.

It was only then that I discovered that this strong man with blood and energy was already pale at this time, and he could hardly stand up.

"My internal organs are injured..."

After only speaking for a while, Wang Wu had already fallen to the ground, took out several bottles and jars, swallowed them all without looking, and started to heal his wounds cross-legged.

"Lianshengjiao..."

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Yang Yu's expression was not good.

This group of cultists seems to be weaker than the normal warriors who exchange blood, but they are fierce and not afraid of death.

After taking the lead, he died, and 70% to 80% of himself died before he began to collapse. This kind of will made his scalp numb.

"grown ups…"

Limping, Tan Hong staggered and thought about coming over, this good player of the second blood exchange is really embarrassed at this time.

I don't know how many knives there are in my body, but at first glance, it looks like it was fished out of blood.

After walking a few steps, he still fell, so he could only sit down with his teeth crossed.

As for the rest of the villagers, they were all dead. At first glance, there were corpses all over the floor, and I didn't know which one was them.

On the contrary, Yan Shoutian, who wanted to die, was seriously injured and fainted, but instead left a life.

Seeing the scarred Tan Hong, a burning pain suddenly surged from his body.

After the blood and energy subsided, Yang Yu was shocked to realize that the knife in his own was no less than that of Tan Hong, but it didn't hurt the vital point.

His iron crotch skill is approaching the third level, and he has long since reached from his hips to his shoulders.

"Huh!"

The corners of Yang Yu's mouth twitched, and he took out the iron bead from his arms. He swallowed it without looking at it.

The heat surged up, and the bottom of the physical strength slowly recovered, and the injury seemed to be relieved a lot.

"Is there any use for healing?"

Yang Prison's spirit trembled slightly.

When he took it out again, he felt empty. This time, when he left the city, he brought seven or eight catties of iron beads, but at this time, he had already eaten all of it.

If you want to eat again, you have to eat soil...

There was silence all night, until the sky was bright and the cold was the heaviest, only then did Tan Hong and Wang Wu two wake up one after another.

Seeing Yang Yu and the pale Yan Shoutian directing a group of old and weak women and children in the cottage to clean up the corpses and debris.

"He wasn't injured?"

Tan Hong beat his stiff hands and feet, feeling a little dazed.

He clearly remembered that there were no less knives in Yang's prison than himself. Why did he seem to be fine?

"Could this kid also be gifted?"

Wang Wu also felt a sudden shock in his heart, but his vision was higher than that of Tan Hong, but what he thought of was his physique.

The same rice raises a hundred kinds of people, but people are not the same.

This difference became more and more obvious after the blood was changed, but he knew that there were some physiques in this world that were different from ordinary people.

For example, the general of Qingzhou, 'Wei Zhengxian', it is said that he was born with divine power, and his arms had already surpassed the power of four elephants shortly after the blood exchange.

There are even legends that he did not cultivate hard skills, but his body was as strong as steel, not afraid of being cut by swords, not afraid of cold and heat, and not burned by fire!

He suspects that Yang Prison is likely to have a similar physique.

Yang Prison didn't sleep all night.

Not only for healing, but also for guarding against these old and weak women and children in the cottage.

It is true that they came to suppress the bandits, but their arrival did not make their situation better, or even worse.

Usually not obvious, but they were seriously injured, but it was different.

In fact, he originally wanted to stimulate his inner qi to meditate to heal his injuries, but he saw those pairs of complicated and even hateful eyes inadvertently.

Just sleepless all night.

"How is your injury?"

Yang Prison walked over quickly.

"Shi Kai's 'Tiger Mighty Fist' has been cultivated to the point of perfection. I was punched when my qi and blood declined, and my internal organs were damaged. I have to rest for at least half a year..."

Wang Wu's expression was not very good, half hurt, half sad.

The blood-changing warrior is naturally more difficult to be injured than ordinary people, but once injured, it will take a long time to recuperate.

Like Wang Buddha Treasure, he was injured by the ‘Blood Melting Finger’. If there is no panacea, the recuperation time should be measured in years.

"Half a year, so long?"

Yang Yu frowned.

He didn't expect Wang Wu's injury to be so serious.

"Let's talk less about that."

Wang Wu slowly stood up and looked at the cottage where the smell of blood lingered for a long time, feeling a little sad:

"They're all dead..."

According to the information he collected, the Liansheng Sect had only about twenty preachers, and half of them were in the outer city.

But who knows, in this battle alone, he killed more than 20 cultists.

That's the information he asked for from Six Doors...

……

For the next ten days, whether Wang Wu wanted to or not, they had to stay for healing.

Just because I was worried that the people from the Liansheng Sect would take revenge, I didn't stay in the cottage, but went to the cave in the back mountain.

This cave was dug by some bandits in order to avoid the encirclement and suppression.

Wang Wu and the two healed their wounds, but they have not been seen for many days.

Yang Prison was not idle either. He scoured the cottage and set up a cauldron in the cave to get the medicinal materials that should have been distributed by more than a dozen people after returning to the city.

Started the medicinal bath.

"The second exchange of blood is not far from me, but the third exchange of blood is the threshold, the blood is like a cow..."

In the scalding liquid, Yang Prison soothed his spirit~www.novelmt.com~ After a battle, especially seeing the beginning and end of the battle between Wang Wu and Shi Kai, his thirst for power surged.

In the cave, an old man with a goatee carefully added firewood to fan the fire, while explaining the basics of 'Daowen' to Yang Prison.

This old man is a teacher who was robbed by the bandits. When Yang Prison was re-checking it last night, he inadvertently asked, and only then did he know that this old man actually knew some basics of Taoism.

"From the unification of Chinese characters by Emperor Qin until the Ming Dynasty, there have been many additions and deletions to the characters in the three thousand years, but the Daoist characters have not changed much. Therefore, as long as you learn the characters of the previous dynasty, the essence of the Daoist characters will be self-taught."

The old man used simple and easy-to-understand vocabulary, for fear that the uncle who killed and beheaded would not understand.

"Emperor Qin..."

Yang Yu was thoughtful and said lightly:

"Just write down the Daowen you know one by one. I have a good memory, don't try to fool me!"

There are many paradoxes between this world and his previous life, but they are only paradoxical. This Qin Emperor is naturally not the Qin Emperor he thought.

But these are not important, he is more concerned about Daowen.

"Don't dare, don't dare!"

The old man didn't dare to say anything.

He used charcoal to write down the Taoism he knew on the cave wall, and explained and compared them one by one.

He had planned to take the trouble to explain it over and over again.

But what shocked him was that this murderer in his eyes, the speed of progress made him stunned, but in half a day, he had already written down all three thousand dao articles!

"Ghosts and gods... Kuixing rank map..."

He waved his hand to let the old man go back, Yang Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled:

"It should be the 'Ghost God Kui Star Rank Map of the Ten Capitals'!"

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