The First Cause of All Realms

The arrival of two heavy snowfalls made the road that was not so good even more difficult.

There is ice everywhere in the alley, and if you are not careful, you will fall.

A few elderly women were cleaning the courtyard gate, and someone looked at the gray-haired old woman at Linmen:

"Sister Yang, isn't your kid back yet?"

"Nope."

Granny Yang wiped the sweat on her face and smiled reluctantly.

"Don't worry too much! The people who went with you are amazing."

"Um."

The old woman was silent.

She only hid her worries in her heart and carefully cleaned the door to prevent it from freezing again at night.

"Hey? Sister Yang, look, isn't that your kid? Carrying so many things!"

The woman who spoke earlier was taken aback.

"Mother-in-law..."

Seeing the old woman sweeping snow outside the door, Yang Yu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to take the tools in her hand.

"you're back?"

Rubbing the red circles around her eyes, Granny Yang smiled and held him back:

"You haven't eaten yet, let's eat first."

"Wait until I clear the door."

Yang Yu took a tool and cleaned the snow inside and out.

Glancing at the roof without snow, I felt a burst of self-blame and heartache.

The old woman didn't care, she was used to it, but she felt bad for Yang Yu's weight loss, and kept serving him vegetables.

The old woman said more and more rare words, dragged Yang Prison to talk for a long time, and only became sleepy in the middle of the night.

After waiting for her mother-in-law to fall asleep, Yang Yu's heart calmed down.

"Thinking about danger, thinking about change, thinking about retreat..."

He sighed softly, closed the door, went back to his room, and lit the oil lamp.

Why didn't he understand what Wei He meant?

It's just unwilling.

Under the light of Rudou, Yang Prison sat upright.

In front of him are the bottles and jars that were obtained from the five kings.

"Qi Pill, Blood Tonic Pill..."

Looking at the two kinds of pills, Yang Yu hesitated slightly, and then took out a few packets of iron beans he just picked up from his arms.

"Although the first blood exchange is the most difficult, it's just that, you can't take it lightly..."

Yang Yu worked hard to calm down.

According to Wang Wu and Wei He, the first exchange of blood is the most difficult, after that it is slightly less difficult, and it will not become dangerous until the third exchange of blood.

But he is very clear that the exchange blood is not easy at all.

A slight change in the blood running through the meridians of the whole body will have a huge impact.

Especially him, he is much more dangerous than other warriors.

"Blood exchange..."

He took out a dark red pill, Yang Yu swallowed it without looking at it.

Phew!

It seemed that a ball of fire was swallowed directly into the abdomen, and the scorching heat and stinging pain instantly spread from the throat to the internal organs, and then spread to the whole body.

Yang Yu stood up abruptly, his body unconsciously put on all kinds of punches, slowly pushing the air to dissipate the heat in his body.

In his heart, there are all kinds of tricks for blood exchange.

The first exchange of blood produces internal qi. Internal qi is the foundation of martial arts. Only when internal qi is generated can we transport qi and blood and warm and nourish the body.

And after changing blood again, you can choose the focus and selectively strengthen a certain part of the body.

Or limbs, or internal organs.

However, warriors themselves do not have the right to choose. All choices have been made as early as when they practiced the method of obedience to Qi.

Those who change without authorization will often have internal qi riots, ranging from mischief to demons, and backflow of qi and blood in severe cases.

"One Qi Jue, the 'lung' should be chosen for the second blood exchange, while the right arm should be chosen for Tan Hong's 'Turning Method'...

but me……"

Miscellaneous thoughts flashed by.

Yang Yu concentrated his mind, and caused the inner qi to circulate around the body's meridians again and again, until the qi and blood became warm and soft.

Only when a thought moves, the internal qi moves upward, from the abdomen to the chest, through the five internal organs, through the consequences, and then to the center of the eyebrows.

He practiced the "Old Mother Wants to Conquer Qilu", which is what he has to choose for the second blood exchange.

It's a mud pill in the middle of the eyebrows!

Boom!

It seems that Huang Zhong Dalu exploded in his mind.

Yang Yu was in a trance, and the surrounding mist rolled over, holding him up, and for a moment, he forgot where he was.

I just felt like I had become a cloud, fluttering gently, not knowing where it was going.

"No, not good..."

His chest became hot, and Yang Yu suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes again, he had already entered the cauldron of gluttony.

Above the tripod wall, a touch of scarlet flashed:

[My mother wants to convince me of the breath record: the fourth floor, you can look inside the meridians of the whole body]

"Inner vision?"

Yang Prison was in shock.

But as soon as his thought started, he actually seemed to have seen a very detailed meridian map.

"It's actually true?"

Yang Prison was both surprised and delighted.

When he first practiced this obedience record, he was surprised that it seemed to be no different from other obedience methods.

But I didn't want to, it was only then that the difference appeared.

Immediately withdrew from the gluttony and tried it, and this attempt turned out to be different.

In the past, when he transported qi and blood, he often relied on induction to drive his inner qi to move, but it was just a thought.

In the state of inner vision, he can clearly capture the inner qi, and can adjust the direction at will. Compared with before, it is ten times faster?

When he first got his inner vision, Yang Yu couldn't hide the restlessness in his heart.

It wasn't until the sky was bright that Yang Yu reluctantly ended his attempt.

"Huh!"

After letting out a long breath, Yang Yu got up and shook his body slightly, and there was a sound of 'crackling' of muscles and bones rubbing.

"I have to go to work..."

Yang Yu's eyes flickered.

Of course he didn't care about a mere jailer's seat, but he didn't forget the purpose of Lianshengjiao.

Washing, carrying water, lighting a fire, cooking, and cleaning the yard inside and out.

Only then did Yang Yu go to work with his waist knife in hand.

Before going to the prison, he also went to the pharmacy, thinking about buying the medicinal materials for the three blood exchanges.

"no?"

Looking at the helpless shopkeeper with his hands spread out, Yang Yu couldn't help frowning.

"In the past six months, the trade route has been difficult, and the amount of medicinal materials is still very large. If it is ordinary medicinal materials, it will be fine. The precious medicinal materials have already been sold out by several people in the inner city..."

The shopkeeper sighed:

"The food has also increased several times, but the food is still available. The medicinal materials are really gone..."

Hoarding Juqi.

Yang Yu's heart froze. Yesterday, he had already noticed the rise in prices, but he didn't expect that medicinal herbs could not be bought even with money.

After going to other pharmacies and getting the same answer, Yang Yu could only let go of buying medicinal herbs.

With the elixir presented by Wang Wu, he can still support it for a while.

Compared with a month ago, the prison has not changed much, it is still rotten and lifeless.

A group of jailers either gathered together to play cards, or slept soundly, much looser than a month ago.

Yang Prison is a little strange.

It is said that after a prison robbery, why shouldn't these prison guards be on guard for a while, how long did it take to become like this?

"Good boy, I heard that those good players are dead, but you came back alive?"

The old jailer who had seen him several times walked out from the corner with an oil lamp, looked at Yang Prison up and down, and was amazed:

"You are a good hand who has changed blood, and you should be the head of the prison at the worst. How can you be a prison guard?"

"After changing blood~www.novelmt.com~ Don't you have to support your family?"

Yang Prison hit him haha.

If it weren't for what might exist in this prison, he would never have returned.

"After changing blood, how can you be afraid that you won't be able to support your family?"

Seeing that Yang Prison didn't tell the truth, the old jailer didn't take it seriously, sighed softly, and walked towards the corner:

"These days, it's getting worse and worse!"

After saying hello to a few familiar jailers, Yang Prison picked up an oil lamp and began to patrol the prison.

In fact, I carefully observed each cell, trying to see the difference.

After the blood change was successful, his various martial arts have entered the country, and his internal qi has also greatly increased.

But the bigger gain is that the five senses are greatly enhanced after the inner qi settles in the mud pill, although it is not yet at the level of vision at night.

But also far more than ordinary people.

But he looked from cell to cell and aisles, and he walked for most of the day, and the shift time was almost over.

Still got nothing.

But he also knew that if that thing was so easy to find, it would not be his turn to come.

"You, you, you are Yang Prison?!"

Suddenly, a weak voice came from the front.

"This voice..."

Yang Yu felt agitated in his heart, looked up and saw a disheveled prisoner looking at him excitedly next to the toilet bucket of the cell on the left.

"You are?"

Yang Prison took two quick steps and looked at the thin, almost out of shape prisoner, covered in blood and stench, and couldn't believe it:

"Old Li?!"

"Wow!"

Seemingly seeing Yang Prison recognize him, the disheveled prisoner jumped up, overturned the toilet bucket, and fell to the ground.

Weeping loudly, heartbroken.