The first cause of all realms

Chapter 160 Good baby, good baby!
It's him?

It's him!
The pupils of Nanshan's two vicious people trembled, and they finally recognized the person in front of them.

I remembered the nightmare night when the big boss Sima Yang took them down the mountain...

"what!"

A strange cry made people run away.

Su Ding, Liu Xu and the others, who were still in shock, were dumbfounded by the decisiveness of the two fierce men in Nanshan, and couldn't help but look at the person who came.

But seeing this, he was suddenly stunned again.

Under the lights, where is the person coming from?

"People, where are people?"

Su Ding was terrified, his heart felt cold, and before the thought flashed through, he heard a roar from behind.

The air flow rolled up the dust, and the torches in the hole were about to be extinguished.

Amidst the billowing dust, the roar stopped abruptly, and the young man with the sword on his back seemed to be dragging the two murderers out by dragging a dead dog.

"Pfft!"

When the heavy object fell to the ground and dust was everywhere, Su Ding and the others felt their hearts tremble and couldn't stop shivering.

Although the two murderers from Nanshan came to Mulin Mansion not long ago, they have committed many crimes. It can be said that they have a good reputation for crimes, but who would have thought that they would fall into the hands of the comers after almost meeting each other.

"Yang, Yang beheaded!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Swish!
Yang Jue's eyes were like lightning, and fell on him in an instant:

"What did you call me?"

"Sir, forgive me."

The latter trembled and fell to the ground, shaking like chaff, and was almost scared out of his wits.

The rest of the people were also taken aback. Seeing Yang Jian's expressionless face, none of them dared to show their anger.

"In the future, don't call me by that name."

Yang Ju looked away, feeling speechless for a while.

God knows where this nickname came from, wherever he went, he called it...

"Thank you, thank you Master Yang for saving your life."

Su Ding and the others also came to their senses and thanked them again and again.

"no."

Yang Jue waved his hands, and looked at the two murderers of Nanshan who had fallen to the ground, their faces ashen ashes:

"About this underground palace, did you two explain it yourself, or?"

"Yang Prison!"

The tall and thin man was sweating profusely, his fear was extreme, and his heart was filled with anger instead:
"My two brothers avoided you for thousands of miles, why did you still catch up, why?!"

He was extremely dissatisfied.

After that night, Dulong Village was completely destroyed, and thousands of bandits fled in all directions. There are many tunnels in Nanshan, so they managed to escape.

After that, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran all the way, fleeing thousands of miles away.

But who would have thought that this killing god would come after him again.

"Kill me, let my brother go!"

The fat man fell even harder, and he was dizzy for a while before he came back to his senses.

"Don't beg him!"

The tall, thin man gritted his teeth and grabbed his brother, his face like a ghost:

"Have you forgotten who he is? Just for a mere ten taels of toll, thousands of brothers in my Dulong village died because of him, because of him!"

Twelve tolls?
Thousands of people died?
Yang Qiu was startled when he heard this, but Su Ding, Liu Xu and the others were already trembling in fright.

Although they had left Mulinfu City a long time ago, they had heard of Yang Yu's name.

It is said that on the day this peerless murderer went to the Mulin Mansion, he killed all the giant whale gangs, and blood stained the entire Datao River...

They thought the rumors were exaggerated before, but seeing the two murderers trembling like quails, they couldn't help but believe it.

For a moment, looking at Yang Yu's eyes was like looking at ghosts and gods.

Zheng~
The knife came out an inch, and he uttered a cold and stern voice, interrupting the two brothers' slander:
"One more word of nonsense, and I'll kill you alive!"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Feeling the extremely strong killing intent, the hairs of the two brothers stood on end, and the tall and thin man wanted to bargain, but Yang Jue casually cut off one of his fingers.

"Big brother!"

The fat man couldn't hold back at all, and said everything he knew like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

This underground palace is indeed owned by the Great Jiao Gang, and the two brothers also joined the Great Jiao Gang to guard this place together with others.

However, this underground palace was not built by the Great Jiao Gang, but a mausoleum that has survived for a long time.

Only a small half of the whole mountain was hollowed out by the Dajiao Gang, and most of it was a large tomb that had existed for an unknown number of years.

In fact, this tomb has not yet been dug out.

"Big tomb?!"

Su Ding cried out in shock.

The expressions of the rest of the people are also tense.

"A large tomb."

Yang Jue's eyes moved slightly, he pretended not to see the restlessness of Su Ding and others, but he was thoughtful in his heart.

Before, he thought that Dan Fang of the Great Flood Dragon Gang was taught by self-pity, but now it seems that it is more likely to come from this big tomb.

On one side, a large tomb that has been dug for hundreds of years and has not been hollowed out...

"...A few days ago, someone said that the Great Flood Dragon Gang was planted, and many of the leaders broke up, searched for treasures and fled. My two brothers were scared by that Tie Kaishan, so we hid here for the time being..."

The fat man explained honestly.

The tall and thin man still wanted to stop him, but he sighed dejectedly under Yang Qian's gaze.

"It's about Dan Fang, everyone, do you still want to hear it?"

Yang Qiu glanced at Su Ding and the others.

"This tomb..."

Liu Xu still wanted to say something, but Su Ding grabbed him and retreated with a smile. There were still people who were unwilling, but how could he have the courage to say something?
Everything related to Dan is a taboo, and once you take possession of it, you will have to peel off your skin even if you are not dead.

It's fine if they're all from the world, that one, but a master of the six doors, how dare they show it?

"...Please, please let my elder brother go."

The fat man's dull face seemed to be crying and smiling, but he also knew that today would not be spared.

"What you want is inside, it depends on whether you have the ability to take it away! I have enjoyed everything, and I will die when I die. Is it worth asking him?"

The tall and thin man interrupted, struggled to sit up, and spit with his mouth open:
"Yang Qiu, in my next life..."

snort~
With a flash of knife light, the expressions of the two froze immediately, and then their eyes dimmed.

"Believe in the next life, why don't you believe that you will go to hell?"

Yang Juan retracted the knife and put it back into its sheath, and without looking at the two of them, he turned and walked towards the underground palace.

The mountain was almost hollowed out.

However, a small part of the underground palace was buried by earth and rocks. It wasn't just that the excavation was not good enough and it collapsed, but this mausoleum was buried so deep.

The underground palace is empty.

Many places looked messy, showing the panic when they retreated. Apart from these two, there seemed to be no one else in the underground palace.

Yang Ju came slowly, his inner breath surging, enhancing his five senses.

The underground palace was built to a very high level, with all kinds of facilities. At first glance, it looked just like the palaces outside, except that it looked gloomy.

Corridors, screen stones, rockery...

Yang Jue walked slowly, and what was buried with him had naturally been evacuated, maybe it was among the belongings he confiscated from the Dajiao Gang, or maybe it had been sold elsewhere.

After walking for a long time, I didn't see anything rare.

Until you reach the main tomb.

This is a grand hall. Inside the courtyard is a forest of steles filled with Daoist texts. Yang Jue looked at it, and his Daoist pattern was already very proficient.

However, most of them were poems written by literati, and many inscriptions that seemed to describe martial arts were completely erased.

"This is……"

Suddenly, Yang Qiu stopped in front of a stone tablet.

Daoist writing is not martial arts, but more like a travelogue. Yang Jiben didn't care about it. What attracted him was a signature.

Flying dragons and phoenixes, three points into the stone, I don't know when it was carved, it seems that there is no loss at all.

[San Xiao San Ren, come here for a visit]

"Is it the Sanxiao Sanren who wrote the tidal theory?"

Yang Jue's eyes froze.

In many classics in the copy room of the six doors, this Sanxiao Sanren will be mentioned, but they are not detailed.

In Xu Wenji's Daoguo Miscellaneous Talk, there is a lot of space to mention him, and many of them are even quoted from the words left by the Sanxiao Sanren.

He looked at the stele carefully.

It was only then that I realized that this was not an ordinary travel note. Yang prison had replayed it many times in his mind before he could taste the information hidden in it.

[When the tide rises, everything grows; when the tide falls, everything sinks.In the ancient years, what disappeared may not only be legends, but also history...]

[...Who realized the martial arts from Daoguo supernatural powers?Lu Chen?Emperor Qin?Overlord?Or the more ancient Five Emperors and Three Emperors? 】

【According to the ancient legends, the practice of immortal gods does not require Dao fruit, or has it been deliberately erased?The node of recovery may be far away...]

[Dao fruit is a map of ranks, the word rank is very interesting.Does this mean that Dao fruits also have high and low, just like the fairy gods in myths and legends?
Does that mean that immortal gods can also be promoted from low to high? 】

[You can't be born early, talk to the gods, and you can't be born late, just sit and watch the tide rise.Is this fate?I am unwilling...]

[... Passing through Qingzhou, I found a fruit called "Qingnv". Unfortunately, I don't meet the conditions for practicing it, and I can't accept its ritual.

Three years of severe drought, thousands of miles of barren land, how can I bear it, but my lifespan is nearing the end, that's all, let's seal it up, I hope that no one will find the 'young girl' in future generations...]

【...One hundred and ninety years of life is supposed to be enough, but the upcoming node... I really want to see it...】

……

There are few records, not much information, and many of them have no beginning and no end, more like a random essay written by someone, Yang Jue half understands it.

Not much information, more regrets.

Through the handwriting, Yang Jue seems to see an old man sighing sadly, regretting that he was born at an untimely time.

"The tide rises for thousands of years..."

Yang Jue chewed the received information in his heart.

The last trace of the Sanxiao Sanren, at the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the martial sage could not live for 200 years, so he naturally couldn't live to the present.

only……

"What is the so-called recovery node?"

There are more and more doubts in my heart.

Yang Ju digested it for a while before walking into the palace.

In the palace, the lights were bright, but the fire did not come from the torches, but from the steaming steaming iron pond in the middle of the palace.

Beside the iron pool, there are a lot of metal iron blocks, and there are more in the palace, tens of thousands of catties.

In the iron pool, flames were raging, gunpowder billowing, and the boiling molten iron was bubbling, and in the center was a semicircular sphere the size of a water tank.

The moment he saw the sphere, the cauldron of gluttony jumped violently again.

"This iron ball is the 'big medicine' refined by the Great Jiao Gang?"

Turning around the iron pool, Yang Jue's eyelids twitched.

He was sure that this unknown sphere was a Xuanying bead, a ridiculously large Xuanying bead, but, how to do it?

how to eat?
Beside the Iron Pond, there are many traces. It is obvious that the Great Jiao Gang tried all kinds of methods and was unable to take out this Xuanying Pearl.

"what?"

After looking at it for a long time, Yang Jue suddenly showed a strange look:

"No wonder that Yan Jingcheng said that contact with this thing will kill people, and heavy metals can not die..."

The cauldron of gluttony stopped moving, and its energy storage was rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, faster than he swallowed the golden beans!

Moreover, the closer to the iron pool, the faster the speed.

"Good baby, good baby..."

Looking at Xuan Yingzhu rolling in the molten iron, Yang Qiu couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

How much food can he refine with such a big one?
　Good night everyone...

　
(End of this chapter)