The First Cause of All Realms

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Above the wasteland, Zhao Qi and the others endured retching to clean up the battlefield.

In the past few days, he has seen that this Yang Ye is not only fierce, but also stingy. Not only must things be restrained on the battlefield.

Moreover, when dealing with the dead in his eyes, he is not willing to pluck hairs at all.

For example, the three-generation Tiejianmen master who was starving in the prison car with his chest attached to his back, another example, Yuan San, who was thinking of escaping before.

He saw clearly.

This Yang Ye didn't kill prisoners, but he really didn't take their lives in his heart.

Comparing this master's attitude towards the refugees on the road, he couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart. Is the death row prisoner not a human being?

"awful…"

After tidying up the battlefield, Rao was a group of people who were also murderers who carried their lives behind their backs.

"What a force..."

Jiang Du made a gesture in his heart, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

A group of prisoners obediently cleaned up the battlefield, and some people were unwilling, but looking at the carriage by the bonfire and the big bow, their hearts trembled.

call!

Suddenly, the prisoner's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

"What?"

The other prisoner frowned suddenly, his face impatient.

"He, his eyes, glowed, glowed..."

The prisoner staggered back, startled.

At that moment, he clearly saw two lights in the carriage, which were eyes...

The man didn't rest at all, but kept staring at them.

call!

See night as day?

The inner qi swept away from the mud pill, reaching the eyes, Yang Yu couldn't help but open his eyes, only to feel that the carriage was bright, and the plain in the night was clearly visible.

The heart couldn't help but be shocked, the inner qi dissipated, and the darkness just returned.

"Blood energy is like a mud pill, and the five senses are transparent, and when you enter your eyes, you can see the night like the day?"

Yang prison was shocked.

After experiencing many things, especially Wei He and Wang Wu's successive teachings, he is no longer ignorant of martial arts.

The five stages of building the foundation, ox, tiger, elephant, dragon, and furnace, have to undergo a total of thirteen exchange blood.

In addition to this, the exchange of blood will inevitably fall into the dantian to generate internal qi, and each time after the exchange of blood, one of the organs in the body can be selected to strengthen.

But that's just strengthening.

Seeing the night as the day, even if it can only be achieved when the inner qi is stimulated, this is already an extremely incredible thing.

"This old mother's rank must be extremely high. Could it be that Zhongcheng martial arts? But it's not right. If you want to get started with Zhongcheng martial arts, you need to change blood more than three times..."

Yang Yu was mixed with joy and sorrow in his heart.

First, he sees himself inwardly, and then he sees the night as the day. If he can't see the specialness of this method of obedience, he will be too slow.

It's just that this method of convincing Qi is different from ordinary people, and it is gratifying. With the blessings of eyes, ears, nose, nose and body, his five senses will definitely go beyond the scope of ordinary people.

But this is the origin of the method of convincing.

"Who is the old woman who raises pigs?"

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the worry in his heart, Yang Yu automatically stimulated his inner qi, and his eyes lit up, only to feel that the world was bright.

Wherever there is a ray of light, he can see it as daylight.

This is a huge advantage beyond imagination for a sharpshooter!

After trying for a while, Yang Yu calmed down and counted the loot sent by Zhao Qi and others.

There are more than 100 people in this group of bandits, and there are more than 200 taels of silver alone. The silver notes on the leaders are not much less than that of Tiejianmen.

Even the ingredients have one or two pieces.

"There are no corpses in the bridges, no corpses in the road, murder and arson with the golden belt... If there is any kindness in such a world, maybe I would have died long ago."

Looking at the silver work in front of him, Yang Yu was dumbfounded.

From Montenegro to Pingyang, from here to there, the scenery may change, the prosperity may be different, but what remains unchanged is that the weak are exposed to the wilderness, and the strong are full of gold and silver.

Hundreds of people are already like this, so what should the Changliu Mountain, which claims to be gathering the powerhouses of Green Forest Road in Qingzhou to gather together, look like?

"Changliu Mountain..."

Muttering to himself, Yang Yu felt a sense of urgency in his heart, closed his eyes, and entered the cauldron of gluttony again.

Hold the fine iron bow.

not enough,

Far from enough.

...

...

Difficulty walking.

Difficulty walking.

Qingzhou has six inherent prefectures and nearly a hundred counties, but in such a large territory, it becomes more and more vast and sparsely populated.

Especially in the middle of winter, when there are few traders, there are not many people on the road.

The mountain bandits and horse thieves who came to harass from time to time made the journey more and more difficult.

Even though most of the death row inmates have had their blood changed, their muscles and bones are strong.

But after walking for several months, even Zhao Qi and Jiang, who were driving on horses, were all too busy, and they couldn't hide their tiredness.

Looking at Yang Prison, who was still incisive and full of energy, and even more and more energetic, the prisoners could not renew their desire to escape.

The three people from Tiejianmen in the prison cart had not spoken a word for more than a month, and even if they didn't eat and drink every day, everyone almost thought they were dead.

At the same time, I couldn't help but marvel at the fact that these warriors with qi and blood more than cows, not to mention other, the vitality alone is indeed far more than them.

"Heishan, Pingyang, Yuangu, Fengying, Pingcheng... After passing through these seven counties, it is already beyond the boundaries of Shunde Prefecture. After that, it depends on which way the adults are going."

The middle-aged scribe trotted and followed the carriage, answering in awe.

His name is 'Lan Wenyu', a native of Mingde House in Qingzhou, and he has also been a scholar, but he has no way to go, so he has to join the bandit.

Because he knew so much about all parts of Qingzhou, he was often pulled by Yang Yu for questioning.

At first, he was reluctant, until Yang Prison slaughtered the bandits who came to besieged and killed one by one, and added a few more prison cars.

He finally gave in.

"tell me the story."

Yang Yu lifted the curtain of the car and looked into the distance.

Vaguely, it can be seen that the mountains are continuous, but this is a big mountain, and the snow line on the top of the mountain is connected in a line, as if the gods split the sky.

How difficult it is to build a road, he can be regarded as an experience.

The bitter cold land of Qingzhou is far from prosperous, not to mention the official road, that is, there are few floor tiles and slates in many counties, this road is more than a wrong road?

He had only walked through the six counties, and the horseshoes that pulled the cart had already been replaced by a pair.

"The mountain in front is called 'Nanshan' and the locals call it 'Ran Mountain', which has two meanings, one is that there are many mountains and forests, and the other is that most of them are green forests, ahem, there are many bandits entrenched in …”

Lan Wenyu breathed a little.

His martial arts were ordinary, but his inner qi was dissipated, and his face was a little red.

"Crossing this mountain, you can go straight to Delin House, which is only 8,900,000 kilometers away from Qingzhou, but if you go around this mountain, you have to pass through the three houses of 'Mulin', 'Dingyang', and 'Delin'. Two or three more months of walking..."

"Nanshan..."

Looking at the outline of the mountains, Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.

He knew the map by heart, and he naturally knew Nanshan. In previous years, Heishan City escorted prisoners by detours.

Therefore, even if you dare not stop all the way, it will take nearly a year to go back and forth.

And what made him ponder.

According to some information he got along the way from the Six Gates strongholds in various counties, the old man of his family was most likely chased into this mountain by bandits.

Seeing Yang Yu pondering, Lan Wenyu gritted his teeth slightly:

"...Master Yang, to be honest, I also recognize a few of the stockades in this mountain... If you want, you can lead the way."

"Looks like you're still not giving up."

When he came back to his senses, Yang Yu glanced at several prison cars with a sneer, and all the bandit leaders he captured were dodging their eyes.

"Injustice."

Lan Yushu's heart groaned, and he defended again and again.

Yang Yu didn't bother to pay attention, and ordered Zhao Qi to go to Nanshan. The latter showed hesitation, but didn't dare to say anything.

Crossing the three houses, the size of the Nanshan Mountain is not just talking about it, not to mention the north-south crossing, just the east-west crossing, it is hundreds of miles wide, even if the mountain road is unobstructed, it will take two or three days to walk.

Among them, there are too many peaks and cliffs, and there is no map at all.

The information of Six Gates is the best in the world, but it is not so detailed. He only knows that his old man may be somewhere in the mountains.

"so close……"

Lan Yushu slowed down, gasping for breath, but his heart was relieved.

Changliu Mountain has repelled the encirclement and suppression of Qingzhou several times, and has a great reputation.

Nanshan, there is such a cottage, named Dulong Village.

Dare to disdain to stay for a long time, this Dulong Village is naturally not only because of the dangerous Nanshan road, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but also because of their tyrannical strength.

It wasn't Changliu Mountain who was the first to defeat the government's encirclement and suppression!

...

"Poison Dragon Village?"

Looking through the information obtained from the six strongholds, Yang Yu frowned and had a slight headache.

He really couldn't understand how the Ming Dynasty's military fronts were so prosperous and the martial arts were so fierce, how could the Qingzhou soldiers' bases, the strongest army in the world, be so rotten.

Black Mountain City is just that.

At the junction of the Nanshan Mountains and the three palaces, there seems to be a silver-iron mine, and I even heard that there is a rare black iron mine.

Such a place can actually be occupied by mountain bandits.

Involuntarily, he felt that Daming Pills again.

"Could it be that in the battle of Liuji Mountain, the losses of the Ming armies could not be made up for fifty years?"

Having been in and out of the Liuji Mountain battlefield more than ten times, Yang Yu was in awe of the strength of Daming's soldiers.

But because of this, he really couldn't understand, how can snakes and rats cause disasters in the place where tigers are entrenched...

"The intelligence of Six Doors is still too obscure, or my position is not enough to get more. But Nanshan, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Wiping the section of the butchering knife, Yang Yu's eyes were cold.

Along the way~www.novelmt.com~, he not only obtained information from the Six Gates stronghold, but also extracted all the medicinal pills promised by Qingzhou Six Gates.

Whether it is blood exchange or internal qi, external or internal training, or martial arts skills, there has been considerable progress.

The refining of the fine iron bow has also come to an end.

He has thoroughly mastered Liu Wenpeng's Zhongcheng martial arts "Four Elephants and Arrows", and even, with the blessing of the superhuman five senses, has surpassed Liu Wenpeng's archery attainments.

"Appreciate~"

When Yang Yu was thinking about the measure, the carriage slowly stopped.

The curtains are lifted.

The long-lost popularity noise has come.

A small town appeared in the distance, quite lively.

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