The first cause of all realms

Chapter 105 Seven Profound Gates (two chapters in one)

Someone on the roof? !
Yang Jue's heart skipped a beat.

His five senses are far superior to that of ordinary people. Even when he changed blood, he never relaxed his perception of the outside world, and even became more alert.

Moreover, even when his qi and blood broke through and his five senses were the most sensitive, he could only hear the slightest breathing.

And can't feel his blood, heartbeat.

"Turtles and snakes hide in winter, and horses hide in shade. To be able to control oneself to such an extent, this person's control over his body is far superior to mine. He is a great master!"

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Yang Jue pretended nothing happened, and put on his clothes one by one.

call!
And at the moment when he was holding the waist knife, there was a sudden gust of wind outside the house, and the turbulent airflow broke the window bolt and poured in backwards.

Yang Jue held the knife in his backhand, bowed slightly, startled but not flustered, blood surging, murderous intent hidden inside:
"who are you?"

The night wind is high outside.

On a dead branch of an old tree, an invisible figure in a gray robe moved with the wind. Even if he saw it with his own eyes, Yang Qiu still couldn't feel the blood and heartbeat of this person.

Heart can not help a tight.

After practicing martial arts to a certain level, he can control himself and slow down his heartbeat and breathing, but the breathing of the person in front of him is almost inaudible.

This is probably a strange martial art such as Turtle Breathing Art.

This is simply the best assassin.

"Good boy."

On the treetops, there was no movement of the figure, and an old and deep voice sounded in Yang Ju's ears:
"Such a root, such a talent. The huge Qingzhou is no more than the number of two palms."

"Your Excellency's martial arts are so high, why do you have to hide your head and show your tail like this? You have lost your bearing for nothing!"

Yang Jue's mind was solemn, as if he was facing an enemy.

Surprised but not confused.

The inn he chose was very particular, it was only two streets away from the residence of the six doors, and with a long howl, the six doors would surely be alarmed.

"What is temperament?"

The man in gray robe shook his head and laughed:
"Boy, when you walk in the rivers and lakes, you want everything, just these two words, don't want it."

Yang Ju looked back coldly, and said no more, but his hand holding the knife tightened a bit.

"If you are so vigilant, it's no wonder the Lord values ​​it so much. It does have the capital."

The gray-robed man sighed slightly:
"Boy, you don't have to be like this. Although you are very talented, you have only practiced martial arts for a few years? If the old man wants to harm you, even if you hold ten steel knives, it will not help."

"Not necessarily."

Yang Ju turned a deaf ear to it, but was alert in his heart.

The voice of this old guy is not too low, but no one in this inn seems to be able to hear him.

This is very much like 'sound transmission into secret'.

"You do not believe?"

It was invisible under the gray robe, but Yang Jue seemed to see a joking old face.

Swish!
It seemed like a blink of an eye.

Hearing the sound of cranes exploding in his ears, he could hear the howling of the wind.

Whoa!
At this moment, Yang Jue felt that the air around him seemed to have turned into flowing water covering his whole body, and his whole body's movements stopped for an instant.

And a yellow and withered palm that looked like a chicken's claw had floated over a distance of ten feet and appeared three feet in front of him!

Swift, light, and heavy like a mountain!

"So fast!"

Yang Ju's eyes froze, but his movements were extremely fast.

I saw that his feet were a little heavy, and the mighty strength rushed to his shoulders like a stormy sea, and his whole body shrank and tightened.

Shengsheng smashed through the airflow that bound his whole body.

hum!
At the same time, the long knife set off a waterfall of cold swords, cutting towards the old man's withered palm like a chicken's claw from bottom to top.

"what?"

In a slightly surprised voice, Yang Jue saw that the palm of the visitor suddenly softened, and it was like a cloth belt hanging on his swift and violent beheading knife.

call!
With a sway of strength, the airflow spreads, and in an instant, many furnishings in the room vibrate and shake.

"not good!"

Yang Jue's heart beat wildly.

He felt the surging inner aura burst out from that arm, wrapping around the blade like a tornado until reaching his arm and whole body.

It seems to lift him up alive!
"Humph!"

The warning sign suddenly appeared, and Yang Jue let out a low growl without thinking, and the fiery red color spread all over his body.

Ka Ka Ka ~
The muscles in his whole body were roaring like a horned dragon, and his whole body seemed to swell up at once, and his feet seemed to take root, resisting the spiral force.

At the same time, his left arm was raised suddenly, his five fingers pinched together, and he stretched it forward, like a battering ram being fully pushed by a dozen people on the battlefield.

Hit the gray-robed man hard!
boom!
There was a muffled sound.

Yang Jue's expression changed, and he flew into the air with his feet. When he was wrestling for the first time, he was at a disadvantage and was knocked out of the window.

boom!
hit the ground hard.

He was about to explode when the gray-robed man jumped back to the treetops and waved his hands:
"This old man can't stand the toss, let's stop."

stab~
While waving his hands, the gray robe was torn spirally, revealing a thin, withered and yellow arm with no trace of fat.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, and if you want to stop, then you will stop?"

Yang Ju's tone was bad, but he didn't attack again.

But in my heart it is certain.

Although this old guy's martial arts is very high, but it seems that he has been severely injured, and there is a flaw in the operation of his internal energy, which does not make him helpless to fight back.

"He is unforgiving."

The gray-robed man shook his head:
"Boy, don't you mind talking in another place?"

"Change place?"

Yang Yu frowned.

After several fights, he has confirmed that this old guy is not irresistible, but his martial arts are too high, when the night is dark and windy, the ghost wants to communicate with him in another place.

"This old man has underestimated you. This fight is too noisy. I'm afraid the people in the six doors have noticed it. If you don't change the place, this old man will have to come back next time."

The man in gray robe said lightly.

Although the confrontation between the two was short, there was a lot of movement. The whole inn was lit up, and there were curses.

It seems that someone has got up.

"That's up to you."

Yang Qiu didn't bother to talk to him any more, with a little step, he turned back to his room with some help from the wall.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, this old guy is ruthless in martial arts and sneaky, he will only go out with him when he is insane.

"You kid..."

The gray robe was so angry that his teeth itched.

But there was no way, listening to the strong wind from outside the long street, he shook his hand and threw out a note, and he disappeared into the treetops without a sound.

Come and go without a trace, like a ghost.

"This old guy..."

Yang Jue's eyelids twitched.

He didn't suffer a loss in this fight, but the old guy obviously had spare energy, and he was full of energy and blood on his face.

But he just grabbed, rolled, and bumped with one arm, and knocked himself out of the room.

This martial art can be said to be the highest he has ever seen in his life.

Especially this lightness kung fu is outrageous, he sees the night as if it were day, he can see clearly, this old guy is only a few minutes away, and has already crossed two streets.

Extremely fast and silent.

There was a lot of swearing in the inn, the shopkeeper and the waiter came over from the room to inquire, Yang Qiang dealt with it casually, and took down the piece of paper nailed to the wall.

The piece of paper fluttered lightly, but penetrated three parts of the wall, and the bluestone was split into pieces, showing extremely brilliant hidden weapon kung fu.

Claw method, internal energy, lightness skill, concealed weapon.

In a short period of time, this old guy has already demonstrated four advanced martial arts, especially this lightness skill, I am afraid it is already a superior martial art.

I can resist one or two with my own efforts, but if I use my full strength, it will be really dangerous.

Thinking in his heart, Yang Jue looked at the note, and was fascinated by it.

"Ghost phantom step?"

After a long time, Yang Ju just came back to his senses. With a flick of his wrist, he shook the note into dust, his face a little gloomy and uncertain.

There are more than 300 characters on a thin piece of paper.

It is the opening chapter of a superior martial art called 'Ghost Shadow Phantom Step'.

Obviously, this is the martial arts of the gray-robed man.

"Who is this old guy? People from the four major families came here for this fine gold armor?"

Kneading his temples, Yang Qiu felt a little headache.

When he first entered Qingzhou, trouble would come to his door, which he did not expect.

Although superior martial arts are extremely precious, but with the backing of Six Doors and Jinyiwei, he does not have to worry about not being able to learn them. After all, according to Wei He, that dao fruit is more than enough to exchange for a superior martial art.

The 'golden armor' I was wearing was no accident, and it could be exchanged for a superior martial art.

Although this lightness skill is a bit greedy, he is very clear that it is probably not a good thing.

This Qingzhou seems to be prosperous and peaceful, but in the dark, I am afraid that there is also an undercurrent.

After standing in a daze for a long time, Yang Qiu came back to his senses.

"Backed by six doors, Jinyiwei, the two largest intelligence organizations in the world, what am I thinking?"

Shaking his hands to shake the ashes away, Yang Qiu didn't bother to clean up the messy room, and sat cross-legged with his clothes on and his knife in his arms.

After this incident, the joy of breakthrough disappeared, and urgency arose in my heart.

Even though he has the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, his foundation is still too weak, far from being able to breathe a sigh of relief.

……

……

Whoosh!

In the night wind, the gray-robed man shuttled through the streets and alleys like a ghost.

He is extremely fast.

During the change of body shape, even if he passed by, the night watchmen would not be able to find it.

Soon, he wandered around the city for a few moments, came to an alley in the south of the city, knocked lightly on the door, and pushed the door open after getting a response.

This is a small yard with three rooms and one tree.

At this time, the night was dark, and the study room was still flickering with lights.

"come in!"

In the study, there was a sound.

The gray-robed man pushed the door open, and in the small room, a refined young man in scholarly attire was sitting upright, as if he was flipping through a file.

In front of the desk in front of him, a burly man curled up trembling.

"Jiang Ba!"

The elegant young man spoke lightly, and the big man was startled and shuddered, and responded tremblingly: "There is a heavy entrustment from the Lord, and Jiang tyrant deserves death!"

If Yang Qiu was here, he would be able to recognize that the trembling man was Jiang Ba, the Golden Knife Sect he captured earlier.

"In order to save you, the mad dog from Six Doors is currently searching for me all over the city."

The elegant young man said lightly.

"Lord..."

Jiang Ba's eyes were full of despair.

"Lord."

The gray-robed man bowed and said:

"That kid is extremely vigilant, even when the blood is exchanged, he hides his guard. The old slave was broken by 'Qin Jinfeng', and he is not fully sure to take him down...

This kid has excellent bones, he is a top martial arts seed, his talent is probably only inferior to that of Wei Zhengxian back then, shall we try to absorb him? "

"Who would have thought of a big toad crawling out of the ant nest? Let's talk about the matter of absorption. The most important thing right now is the pure gold armor."

The refined youth sighed:

"Because of this fine gold armor, three elders died in the door, and only two of the seven great guests were left. They were almost killed by Jin Yiwei. I thought the overall situation was settled, but I didn't expect that it would fall into the hands of such a small thing. "

Among the many taboos of the Ming Dynasty, fine gold and armor are at the forefront, and fine gold armor is strictly forbidden to be made by outsiders. In fact, the method of fine gold refining has many influences.

The method of refining pure gold into armor is only in the Great Tomorrow Institute.

For this armor, he has been plotting for several years, who knows...

"Jiang Ba deserves death!"

The gray-robed man said in a low tone, "The Golden Knife Sect deserves to die!"

He couldn't help being angry.

Because of this armor, he was almost beaten to death by Qin Jinfeng, so he had to appoint the Ping An Escort to send the old man to Qingzhou, but he didn't know that this idiot couldn't even handle such a trivial matter.

"Jiang Ba deserves to die, I just ask the Lord to spare me Jindaomen..."

Jiang Ba shook his body, seeing that the two were unmoved, he growled and slapped himself with a palm, breathed out, his brain burst and died on the spot.

"It's cheap to die."

The grey-robed man's anger still persisted.

"The Six Gates and the Jin Yiwei have all been eyeing us, have you not been spotted during your trip?"

The elegant young man asked lightly without even looking at Jiang Ba.

"Of course not. Although the old slave hurt his dantian, in this land of Qingzhou, few people can follow me without being discovered by me."

The gray-robed man said in a humble tone:
"It's just that the fine gold armor is of great importance. I dare not force myself to do it, so I can only offer bait. And that kid is so talented, this old slave also wants to accept him..."

"If you can get back the fine gold armor, it's up to you whether you accept disciples or not."

The refined youth sighed:

"I only hope that the 'Soldier Armor Spiritual Art' is really included in this fine gold armor. If not, what happened to me at Qixuanmen would be ridiculous."

"Your Majesty, you will be able to obtain the 'Soldier Armor Spiritual Art', and then refine my famous hundred-step flying sword from the Qixuanmen!"

The tone of the gray-robed man was full of fanaticism.

"How can it be that easy?"

The elegant young man was not interested, he waved his hand to make him retreat:
"Go and get some pills to heal your wounds."

The man in gray robe closed the door, and faintly heard his sigh:
"It's been 3000 years since the tide ebbed and flowed. If it doesn't work, I really don't have any chance..."

……

……

Six Gates, located in the outer city of Qingzhou, in the south of the city, occupies a large area and has a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

At dawn, Yang Jue got up from the inn and came to the station of Six Doors to report.

Tie Feng obviously knew that he was coming, and waited for him early, took him to report, received clothes, a saber, and the salary promised to him.

"The arresters of my six sects have a monthly salary of three taels of silver, one Buxue Dan Yiqi pill each, the monthly salary of the first arrester is twelve taels, and each of Buxue Dan Yiqi pills is eleven.

Bronze medal hunters get the best treatment, with a monthly salary of 30 taels of silver, [-] pills of Buxue Dan and Yiqi pills each, and a few gold sore medicines.

However, you received some from other strongholds before, and there are only seven years left. As for the murderer you arrested, the specific value has to wait for the document to evaluate.

Not to mention great achievements, but there are minor achievements. "

Leading Yang Qiu to fetch the ten-year salary promised by the previous six doors, this steady man's hands trembled a little, and he couldn't stop his jealousy.

That's all for money, no one who can join the Six Doors lacks that little salary, but the Buxue Dan Yiqi Pill is really a treasure.

In Qingzhou, it is a hard currency that is more popular than gold.

What made him even more envious was the dozens of thugs captured by Yang Yu, no matter whether they were great or small, they could all be exchanged for the more cherished pills and martial arts.

These gangsters plus his achievements in suppressing the rebellion of the Liansheng Sect by himself, I am afraid that even the great achievements will be enough.

Great work...

"Six doors are really rich and powerful."

Yang Ju's tongue clicked in his heart.

The treatment of the six doors is more than ten times better than that of ordinary policemen and yamen servants.

Of course, along the way, his net worth is huge, and his salary is only mediocre. What is really useful to him is the elixir.

The Buxue Dan Yiqi Pill is more than ten times better than the medicine bath with medicinal materials. He has this entry, and he also has the merit of the elixir.

With the cauldron of gluttony in his body, the gold and iron residues in the elixir would hardly affect him, and he swallowed the elixir much more smoothly than ordinary warriors.

"Our six gates have various places such as 'storage room', 'soldier armor room', 'volume room' and 'murder detection room', among which, sundry items and armor are the places where pills, martial arts, and armor are exchanged.

The mid-level martial arts promised to you in the door is in the sundry room, and the scroll room is the place where merits are evaluated and also has the most detailed wanted information in the whole world..."

After telling Yang Ju what he knew in one breath, Tie Feng handed it over: "There's nothing else, brother, I'm leaving now."

"Brother Lao Tie introduced you."

Thank you Yang prison.

Although he would know about these chores sooner or later, knowing it earlier would save him a lot of trouble.

At least, I know where to find information about that old guy from last night.

"Ahem, then, goodbye."

Tie Feng turned around reluctantly.

Yang Qiu was thinking about something, and when Tie Feng was about to leave, he remembered something, and stuffed a bottle of elixir in the past.

"How funny is that"

Tie Feng turned around quickly, holding the porcelain bottle, his old face blushed, a little ashamed:

"Brother Wei suffered a severe injury a few years ago, his qi and blood were deficient, his plot fell, and he needed pills to nourish him. I'm really ashamed..."

"It's human nature, why be ashamed."

Yang Yue shook his head slightly.

No one should be nice to you for no reason, it is normal to ask for something.

"Thank you."

Tie Feng took a deep breath, seeing that Yang Jue was about to leave, he hurriedly called him, and said in a low voice:
"Brother Yang, you got so many pills this time, it's inevitable that some people will be jealous, so be careful..."

"thanks for reminding."

Yang Qiu nodded, he didn't know anything about being a human being in two lifetimes.

After collecting the elixir and salary, Yang Qiu didn't hurry to get his martial arts, turned around and walked to the scroll room.

The scroll room was bigger and more lively than Yang Ju imagined.

It was just dawn, and there were more than a dozen people in the file room collecting files, and no one paid any attention to anyone who came.

Yang Jue looked at it for a while, and came to the old man guarding here.

"Take it yourself."

Before Yang Jue could speak, the old man responded indifferently, pointing to hundreds of bookshelves in the scroll room.

Yang Ju shook his head inwardly, and according to Tie Feng's warning, handed over a silver ingot knowingly.

The old man glanced at it, and a daisy burst into a smile on his old face:

"Little brother, do you know how to find people or troubles?"

"Looking for someone."

Yang Jue described the figure, voice, and martial arts of the gray-robed man last night.

"Accompanied by the cry of a crane? A crane with a hundred claws? People are like ghosts, practicing the lightness kung fu of ghosts and phantoms, wearing a gray robe, and their voice is like an old crow?"

The old man muttered to himself.

After a while, I turned around and rummaged around.

Yang Yu was not in a hurry, he took a file from the bookshelf and read it.

This wait is more than an hour.

The old man guarding the file room was very dedicated, and he was sweating all over his head. After reading a lot of Yang Jian's files, he handed Yang Jian a dusty ancient scroll:

"Ghost Shadow Illusory Body Kungfu is an evil martial art hundreds of years ago. There are not many people practicing it in this world. Here are some records about this martial art. Just take a look."

The old man wiped his sweat, feeling a little guilty:

"What you said is too vague. If you can't find it, the old man can't help it..."

"Is it really an evil martial art?"

Thinking back to the gray-robed man's body skills yesterday, Yang Yu agreed in his heart, but when he opened the ancient scroll, he realized why this martial art was called evil martial art.

The Ghost Phantom Walk was created by the Ghost Sanren 300 years ago.

According to legend, this martial art is extremely cruel. Practitioners must wash their bodies with venom since childhood. Once they are trained to stimulate the viscera, they will all look ugly like ghosts.

In addition to taking poison since childhood, people who practice this kung fu are often paranoid and crazy, and often like to torture and kill others for fun, and then it is called evil martial arts over time.

Seeing this introduction, Yang Jue suddenly stopped some thoughts, and flipped through the pages one after another, but his heart sank:
"No……"

It is said that ghost shadow phantom body step has been lost for a long time, and the last person who knew this technique was an abandoned disciple of Qixuanmen more than 100 years ago.

"I want the dossier of Qixuanmen."

Yang Jian took out another two taels of silver.

The old man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly turned around to look for it, but he turned back after a while, his face full of embarrassment:
"The dossier of Qixuanmen has been locked by the adults, and only the bronze medal and above can be read..."

The files in the file room are not without barriers.

That's all for normal messages, but all important ones have thresholds.

"Bronze medal arresting the head?"

Yang Jue smiled, and took out a copper-colored seal from his pocket.

"you……"

The old man was stunned. Of course he didn't believe that someone would dare to forge a bronze medal in the six-door stronghold, but this young man, who looks like seventeen or eighteen, is actually a bronze medal arrester?
"You, you are Yang prison?"

The old man cried out
Swish!
A moment ago, the dozen or so people who were looking through the files individually turned their heads and looked at Yang Yu.

Or surprise, or curiosity, or indifference, but also dissatisfaction and scrutiny.

Naturally, Yang Qiu didn't know, he hadn't arrived in Qingzhou yet, and rumors about him had been circulated in the six gates for a long time.

A small prison guard in a remote place, by chance, put down a small rebellion, and unexpectedly became a bronze medal catcher.

How can this convince them?

In addition, the fact that one of them overthrew Dulongzhai and escorted hundreds of thieves and prisoners to Qingzhou was even more rumored.

"Why, can someone pretend to be me?"

Yang Jue took back the copper medal, stretched out his hand and said:

"Now, can you give me the dossier of Qixuanmen?"

"Yes, yes."

The old man fumbled and fumbled for a while, and handed him the dossier of Qixuanmen.

Yang Jue opened it casually, his eyes froze for a moment, knowing that he had found the true master:
In the spring of the seventh year of Qianyuan, Lu Gang from the Qixuan sect entered the Longyuan Palace at night and stole the precious gold armor of the Longyuan King...

　Two-in-one chapter, good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)