The first cause of all realms

Chapter 117 Yu Fengxian! (Second more)

Early spring is not far away, and the weather is still cold, especially in the early morning, it is bitingly cold.

Yang Jue was walking slowly with the booty he packed up yesterday, while rumors about the commander of the Jinyiwei flashed through his mind.

The situation in Qingzhou has only lasted more than ten days, and Yang prison can only sort out a rough outline.

Among the 27 prefectures in the Nine Dao of Ming Dynasty, Qingzhou is considered remote, almost a frontier.

But precisely because the sky was high and the emperor was far away, the situation in Qingzhou was extremely complicated.

The state government forces headed by Nie Wendong, the clan forces headed by the Four Great Families, the Qingzhou Army forces headed by Wei Zhengxian, plus the extremely powerful six sects that are not affiliated with any of the parties...

Many forces are either related or hostile, indescribably intricate.

As the whip of the emperor, Jin Yiwei is feared by all parties, whether it is the state government, the six gates, or even several powerful forces, they all respect him at a distance.

Even, hidden hostility.

Of course, this does not affect Jin Yiwei's detached status.

As far as Yang Yu knew, this Commander-in-Chief once broke into the state government office with a Yanyue knife, forcing the state lord Nie Wendong to apologize in person.

In the eyes of most people, the Commander of Jinyiwei is a truly dangerous person.

Domineering and domineering.

It is in line with the world's perception of Jinyiwei.

"She still owes me a good martial art..."

While muttering in his heart, Yang Jue was also a little guilty.

Only he himself knows that the Dao fruit he handed in is just an empty shell with a superficial appearance, and no one can comprehend anything in it.

However, this thing should be handed in step by step.

If he wants to suffer, it must be the emperor who suffers. For this commander, it should be a good thing.

Thinking in my heart, I kept walking, took the hidden gold armor, walked through a few streets, and turned a few alleys, the environment gradually became remote.

After another turn, Yang Qian's eyes suddenly brightened.

Behind the narrow alley, there is actually a very large house. Although it occupies a small area, it has a quiet and noble atmosphere, which is incompatible with the surrounding alleys.

But when he walked into the house, which didn't even close the door, Yang Jian could see the real 'special' of this yard.

Behind the gate of the courtyard, the first thing that catches the eye is a practice field that is covered with yellow mud and is hundreds of feet wide!
At a glance, there are eighteen weapons including swords, guns, swords and halberds.

In the middle of the martial arts training ground, there is a small room. On the eaves, there is a cloud eagle that is about ten feet high and looks huge even when its wings are folded.

"This layout..."

Yang Jue's eyelids twitched.

Everyone else has a martial arts training ground at home. This one built his home in a martial arts training ground?
"Wu that boy, what are you doing in a daze? Why don't you come forward sooner?"

A clear and sweet female voice came, and a young girl in green clothes beckoned.

Yang Ju stepped forward quickly.

The yellow mud platform is full of pits and holes, and there are still many new traces, probably left by Cao Jinliegang.

"Miss is waiting for you!"

The girl in green has short hair and looks heroic.

"Miss?"

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Approaching the house, through the door, I saw a woman in red armor sitting on a chair with a big horse and a golden sword, her white fingers twirling a gleaming sword.

This woman is petite, but she looks extremely beautiful without makeup, her phoenix eyes are flowing, which makes people feel numb physically and mentally.

The only thing that doesn't match the style of the painting is the Yanyue knife beside her, which is more than three feet taller than her.

"This knife..."

Yang Jue murmured, his heart skipped a beat.

This is definitely a murderous weapon, made of black iron all over the body, the thick handle of the knife is five feet high, the blade is not flat, but serrated like sawtooth.

Like a knife but not a knife, like a saw but not a saw.

At first glance, it was almost exactly the same as the famous 'Leng Yan Saw' in Yang Ju's memory in his previous life.

Chang Xue Gao held this knife in his hand and slashed down. I'm afraid he would be cut in two if it wasn't for the Iron Man.

The Yanyue Knife was originally a weapon that could break through heavy armor.

Once this mouthful of black iron has been refined, once it is swung, killing people is like mowing grass...

"Like this knife?"

Seeing Yang Prison staring at his saber without blinking, Yu Fengxian smiled.

She was originally beautiful, but this smile seemed to melt like an iceberg.

The whole house was lit up.

"How can anyone not like such a precious sword?"

Yang Yu nodded.

He is a swordsman, so he was naturally a little happy to see the precious sword, but what moved his heart even more was the restlessness of the gluttony cauldron.

It can be seen without looking, this precious knife must be a good food.

"Unfortunately, knives and ladies are not allowed to be borrowed, otherwise, I can let you touch them."

Yu Fengxian is in a good mood.

She is good at martial arts, and especially loves knives. It is rare to see someone willing to appreciate her knives instead of showing weird eyes, so she is naturally a little happy.

Women, can't use big swords?

"It's great to be able to touch it."

Yang prison is also a little regretful.

With the advancement of martial arts, the beheading knife gradually couldn't keep up with his progress, and with his current martial arts attainments, it was impossible for him to make further progress.

Deduce the beheading knife to the middle level, even the best level.

Of course, he is extremely eager for ingredients that contain sword skills, but he also knows that this commander never allows others to touch her sword.

Anyone who touches it may lose their arms.

"That can't be done."

Yu Fengxian's eyes flickered, and she saw the burden Yang Jue was carrying:
"First Dao fruit, then my family's fine gold armor, you are really lucky!"

"Ok?"

Yang Ju was startled for a moment, then felt a lightness in his hand, and then saw that the fine gold armor had arrived in Deyu Fengxian's hand.

"It's really a fine gold armor!"

The green-clothed girl beside her covered her mouth and exclaimed: "No wonder Miss gave up chasing 'Yu Lingxian' to find this precious armor. The old prince may..."

"I want you to talk more."

Yu Fengxian played with the armor for a while, then threw it on the table, and with a twist of her wrist, the sword that exuded a faint light and cold light shot towards Yang Ju:
"This sword is not bad, but it is useless to me. Do you like this sword?"

"So fast!"

Yang Ju's eyes shrank, and he felt that the sword jumped up and disappeared in front of his eyes, like a legendary flying sword.

boom!
Without thinking about it, he stomped his feet, leaned back three points, and at the same time raised his hand, holding the long sword in his palm.

"call!"

Shaking the long sword lightly, I felt a cold light rushing towards my face, and there was a buzzing sound.

"Hundred refinements of black iron?!"

The light in his eyes shone, and Yang Jue immediately clasped his fists together:
"Thank you, my lord, for giving me the sword!"

This sword...

Feeling the violent beating of the cauldron of gluttony, Yang Jue's heart also beat like thunder.

Yu Fengxian only uses Yanyue Dao, this sword, could it be...

"Um?!"

Seeing Yang Jue holding the hilt of the sword easily, Yu Fengxian couldn't help but move her index finger slightly:
"What a lot of strength!"

The girl in green was a little surprised when she heard these words.

This is the second time she has heard Miss praise a person's strength. The last one was Wei Zhengxian, the general of Qingzhou who is said to have the strength of four elephants in both arms.

This kid looks ordinary, but he can be praised by the young lady so much?
This kid is thin and weak, where can he have so much strength?
"Thank you for your compliment."

Yang Jue thanked him, but he could not help but slander in his heart. If he hadn't had amazing physical strength for this sword, he would have been embarrassed on the spot.

"You will be rewarded for your achievements, and you will be punished for your demerits. What are you thanking for? You can find this fine gold armor, this sword is not enough to commend, so, after half a year, the promise from above came down.

You can choose two excellent martial arts, or you can choose to ask for ten 'Exchanging Blood Pills' now. "

Yu Fengxian restrained her smile and said lightly.

"Exchanging Blood Pill?"

Yang Ju was slightly taken aback.

Files related to pills are taboo, and with his status at this time, they cannot be read in the file room.

However, according to her meaning.

Are these ten blood-changing pills comparable to a high-quality martial art?
"Blood-enriching pill is just the dregs of 'Blood Congealing Pill', and blood-changing pill is much more expensive than this gold."

The girl in green covered her mouth and smiled:

"A blood-changing pill is comparable to your medicinal bath for half a year!"

"Tsk~"

Yang Jue's heart was moved immediately, and he replied without thinking:
"I want to exchange blood for the Great Dan!"

"A wise choice! Although superior martial arts are more precious, it often takes three to five years to learn a superior martial art. One is enough."

Yu Fengxian flicked her fingers slightly, and a crimson porcelain bottle fell into Yang Jian's hands:
"You can only take two pills a year, don't be greedy, if something goes wrong, your blood will turn into sweat and evaporate in half an hour!"

"Thank you."

Yang Jue held the porcelain bottle carefully, feeling satisfied.

The most suitable martial arts for him still have to be obtained from ingredients, but medicine pills are what he lacks the most.

The Ming court controlled [-]% of the world's medicinal pills.

Not to mention the blood-changing pill, the blood-clotting pill, even the blood-enriching pill, they are all good things that are worth gold in the Jianghu.

"Go."

Yu Fengxian didn't stay any longer, and let him go.

Yang Qiu's five senses were very sensitive, and after walking a hundred feet, he could faintly hear annoyed murmurs coming from the room.

"Could this gourd be fake? With my mother's incomparable talent, how long has it been since there's been no movement? It shouldn't be..."

"Miss, you're swearing again!"

Hearing the muttering sound, Yang Jue's heart trembled, and his pace suddenly moved a little faster.

……

……

"Although she concealed it very well, she must have been injured, and it was still a serious injury! Those people are so courageous that even the commander of Jinyiwei dared to besiege and kill her?"

"It's just that her blood doesn't have a fishy smell, but it smells like musk? Is it a blood exchange level, or is it a talent?"

"The old man from Qixuanmen also has a high level of blood exchange, but the blood is more foul-smelling than others. Is it because of soaking in poison? If you don't show a single certificate, you will know later..."

"Did the Six Doors not exchange blood pills, or did someone target me and deliberately cover it up? I'm afraid Mrs. Shi doesn't have the ability..."

……

Walking on the street, Yang Jue's mind was full of thoughts and thoughts.

Seeing that the sky was about to brighten, Yang Jue collected his mood, turned around and walked back to his room, that Mrs. Shi was also like a mad dog, he didn't want to go to the six doors after counting the time.

As he walked unhurriedly, his thoughts moved slightly.

In a trance, one can see a long sword shining brightly in the dark cauldron of gluttony.

[Ingredients: Hundred Steps Flying Sword]

　Continue to code, everyone go to bed early.I guess it's a bit late, everyone, watch it tomorrow morning...

　
(End of this chapter)