The first cause of all realms

Chapter 187
Financial refinement? !
Supernatural!
Looking at the ghost-like figure emerging from the smoke and dust, everyone on the long street lost their voices.

Those who participated in the siege in the Daoist Temple today, even the secret archers, are not idle people, and have more or less heard of "supernatural powers" and "dao fruit".

But even Zhao Qingchuan, Bu Lingxu, Tang Bailie, Qiu Zhanyu and other high-level executives from the six sects and Jinyiwei, no one has really seen supernatural powers.

Hearing 'supernatural power' at this time, how could he not be shocked?
"Divine Ability..."

Don Bailie murmured.

What is magic?
It is called supernatural powers that transcend the ordinary and cannot be achieved by ordinary means.

Mediating good fortune, reversing yin and yang, changing stars and changing battles, returning to the sky and returning to the sun, calling wind and rain, planning rivers to form land...

Thinking back to the various supernatural powers in the legend, he only felt that these two words seemed to have the weight of mountains and rivers, which weighed heavily on his heart and made him breathless.

"He actually, unexpectedly..."

Looking at Ji Longshan approaching slowly like ghosts and gods, the group of people who had been watching the battle from a distance subconsciously took a few steps back.

Some of them didn't have any concept of supernatural powers, but after a collision, the four famous arresters in Qingzhou were shocked and coughed up blood, which was enough to scare them.

"Body training with gold... Although I haven't heard of it, I can think of it, it's extraordinary."

Chewing on the name of this supernatural power, Xu Wenji shook his head slightly:

"You have retreated for several years just to practice this supernatural power?"

Supernatural powers have no names, and most of them are named by later generations. Therefore, most of the supernatural powers seem to have something to glean from their names.

For example, he once guessed that the earth will become steel.

At this time, hearing the name, he naturally had some guesses about Ji Longshan's supernatural power.

As the dust gradually fell, Ji Longshan tugged lightly, tearing off the jacket that had been torn apart by the airflow, revealing a lean body made of fine steel.

There were fist marks on the front of his heart, and gun marks on the back of his heart. At this time, under the eyes of everyone, these two shallow marks disappeared visibly with the naked eye.

"My lord seems to have informed the gods in detail? Then what refers to the earth becoming steel, could it be the supernatural power of someone in the court?"

Ji Longshan's heart skipped a beat and he looked at Xu Wenji.

He had a chance encounter and rose very quickly, but his background was lower after all, and his understanding of Daoguo and supernatural powers was not as good as that of a court official like Xu Wenji.

"If you are interested, why not find a teahouse with the old man and chat slowly?"

Xu Wenji sighed.

He is well aware of the supernatural powers, and he is even more aware of the destructiveness of a martial arts master with offensive supernatural powers.

If you want to win him, I'm afraid the price you pay will be beyond imagination.

"Hahaha!"

Ji Longshan smiled, he smiled very happily, he didn't care about all the masters of the imperial court who were surrounded by enemies, only Xu Wenji was in his eyes:
"Does your lord think it's possible?"

"Is this supernatural power..."

Looking at each other, Zhao Qingchuan and the others became depressed.

With their current martial arts, where have they met anyone who dared to resist their joint blow with their bodies?
"This is black iron?!"

A hoarse voice sounded.

The old man, whose stature is only less than that of Ji Longshan, spoke. He held a black iron hundred-refined sword, but it was the Infernal Killing Sword, named Yu Xuan.

He looked at Ji Longshan, and then at the long sword in his hand. Although he couldn't believe it, he still spoke:

"Although I don't know why, but at this moment, you are like a magic weapon of 'black iron hundred refining'..."

Xuantie can be said to be the most famous rare metal among the people.

One tael of black iron is worth ten taels of gold, although this is because the output of Qingzhou black iron is not much, it can also be seen that it is precious.

For ordinary people to forge weapons, adding one or two is enough pain.

And more than [-]% of the whole body is black iron, which is the black iron sword soldier, and "Hundred forging" is a saying that has been handed down from Zhujian Villa.

A mouthful of black iron hundred forged soldiers, the black iron needed is enough to carry the bucket.

He has accumulated for many years, and only now has he forged a three-foot-hundred forged soldier, but Jilong Mountain...

"Hundred refinements of black iron!"

Zhao Qingchuan took a deep breath, only to feel that his arms were getting more and more sore.

Although there are thousands of refinements and ten thousand refinements above the black iron hundred refinements, the latter two are almost legends. The hundred-refined black iron armor is already a first-class magic weapon in Qingzhou, and even in the world.

If Ji Longshan's body can be compared with that of a hundred-forged black iron soldier, then who else can hurt him at all?

"When it comes to martial arts background, I'm not as good as everyone in the Gongmen. If I don't have some support, how can I dare to come to Qingzhou City?"

Ji Longshan's tone was calm:
"A small test, it seems to be not bad."

His talent is not bad, but civil and martial arts are generally the same, not enough talent is enough.

A few years ago, he clearly surpassed these four people in terms of blood exchange level, but he was still forced to retreat by these four people's joint efforts, and he would have been captured and killed if he hadn't escaped into Changliu.

Why?

It's nothing more than that they were born in a public family, and all kinds of martial arts are suitable for themselves, and all of them are excellent martial arts.

But at that time, he only had one middle-level martial art, and it was just a high-end one.

Good practice in the public school is not just talk.

"No, you haven't reached that point yet!"

Yu Xuan spoke suddenly, and raised the long sword with clear finger prints on the side:

"If not, you won't block my sword!"

Hearing this, Ji Longshan's expression was indifferent, showing no joy or anger:
"You can try!"

There was silence on the long street, and there was a smell of falling needles.

"very good!"

Suddenly, Don Bailie smiled:

"If you can see supernatural powers, you will die here today. Tang, it's not in vain!"

call!
As the voice echoed, Tang Bailie closed his eyes, and the turbulent aura around him instantly fell to the bottom of the valley. Immediately, the vigorous and fierce blood erupted like a volcanic eruption.

"Old Tang!"

"Brother Tang!"

Seeing this scene, the faces of Zhao Qingchuan and the others all changed.

Blood energy is the gathering of the essence of the warrior's body, and if it is detonated suddenly, it will burst out with a powerful force beyond usual, but the consequences are also extremely serious.

Either die or be seriously injured!

boom!
There was only a thunderous explosion, and the old man who looked like an old farmer suddenly became tall and straight, accompanied by piercing sound waves.

It has rushed to Jilong Mountain like an arrow from the string:

"kill!"

"Fight with him!"

Zhao Qingchuan also roared angrily, his already majestic body swelled, he stepped on, twisted his body, dancing with the light of the saber, piercing straight through like a tornado.

The movements of Bu Lingxu and the two flickered, and at the same time their faces were red, they also erupted their most powerful tricks.

"Fang Qidao, are you still not coming out? Then don't blame me..."

While the voice was floating, Ji Longshan's figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Tang Bailie.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

You can see Tang Bailie bursting with energy and blood, and the person is striding forward like a wild lion, and the fist print is full of wind and air, like a meteor falling to the ground, the potential energy is extremely strong.

However, his expression remained unchanged, he slapped lightly, no blood surged, no strong wind blasted, it was as casual as if he was slapping the goshawk on the coffee table while drinking tea.

puff!
However, with such a light palm slap down, Tang Bailie's pupils shrank instantly, and he felt that all his energy flowing like a river had been emptied.

boom!
With a muffled sound, all the strength melted away.

Tang Bailie's chest collapsed, and he flew several feet like a straw, rolling several times in the air before he was caught.

The person who picked him up was also a master, and the martial artist who had exchanged blood more than seven or eight times was even more outstanding in lightness kung fu. However, the moment he touched Tang Bailie, his whole body's internal energy was shaken away.

They hit the ground together and rolled over several times before the coughing of blood stopped.

"puff!"

Tang Bailie spat out a mouthful of blood, but he seemed to have lost the pain. While turning over and jumping up, he squeezed his fist again, extremely fierce.

Boom!

Once you make a move, you will never hold back.

Ji Longshan strides like the wind, his speed is extremely fast, he moves freely with hundreds of feet, not to mention he is a strong crossbowman who wants to hide in secret.

Even a master like Qiu Zhanyu, who has entered the fifth level, cannot catch all his movements for a while.

Only a muffled sound could be heard.

The three of Zhao Qingchuan flew back, and fell back faster than when they came. They couldn't even let go of their strength, smashed houses, and a large cloud of smoke and dust flew up.

"Master Xu, retreat quickly!"

In the dust, the light of the knife danced wildly, Zhao Qingchuan's voice was like thunder, his whole body was scarlet, and he fought again.

"Jilong Mountain!!"

Bu Lingxu roared angrily.

Since he jumped up from the ruins, the bright silver gun was already blood-red under the infection of his inner energy.

He strode forward, and his spear danced wildly in front of him, like a forest of steel.

The guns are like a forest, and the mountains are crashing!
"My lord, let's go!"

At this moment, how could Qiu Zhanyu hold back?

He just turned around and replied, he had set off the cold sword light, and wanted to meet Zhao Qingchuan and others, but also to block Ji Longshan's footsteps.

But before he could take a step, a dry palm had already landed on his shoulder.

"My lord, you?"

Qiu Zhanyu turned around in astonishment.

Seeing this old man with gray beard and hair gently push him away, he said in a deep voice:

"Stop it!"

give up? !
Not to mention Zhao Qingchuan and others who were in the midst of the battle, even Qiu Zhanyu and the masters of the six sects watching the battle behind him were all stunned.

If it weren't for Xu Wenji's reputation being too great, he would have laughed at him at this time.

Now that you have reached this level, even if you are Xu Wenji, who will listen to you and give up?
call!
However, it was beyond everyone's expectations.

Before the words fell, Ji Longshan gave up.

He brushed away the forest of gun shadows in front of him casually, and flicked Yu Xuan's murderous Infernal Sword away with his fingers, but instead of chasing after him again, he stopped and stopped.

Even with one more blow, he would be enough to send away all four famous arresters from Qingzhou Six Gates.

"puff!"

Tang Bailie and the others were coughing up blood, their faces were ashen, but they all looked at Xu Wenji in a daze.

"Ok?"

Ji Longshan's eyes narrowed slightly:

"What does your lord want?"

Twenty years earlier, he had been admiring this Mr. Xu, but this was definitely not the reason for him to give up, although he didn't care about the lives of these people.

The reason why he gave up was because, the moment Xu Wenji spoke, he felt a light on his back, and the great crisis forced him to give up.

"It's just that I can't bear it."

Xu Wenji Xu Wenji swept across the inside and outside of the long street, and finally landed on Ji Longshan.

"Boss, if you want to recruit me, you don't need to say anything."

Ji Longshan said coldly:
"Hugh told a certain family to underestimate you! Killing and arson to recruit safety, such a thing, you shouldn't do it!"

"The law is injustice, the government forced the people to rebel. This is not your fault, but you can occupy the mountain as king and rob the people, and you may not be innocent..."

Xu Wenji spoke very slowly, but he was not sure.

In his life, he has been in the rivers and lakes, he has been in the army, he has been in court, he has been injured countless times, and when he is old, he has found them all.

Hot in summer and cold in winter, it is not much different from ordinary old people.

"Boss, are you going to take me down?"

Ji Longshan suddenly sneered:

"My lord may have the means, but I didn't say it when I was distracted before, but now, I may not have a chance!"

"Qingzhou is not a good place, and Longyuan Road is even more messy. Although this old man has some martial arts, he is old and frail, and his blood energy has declined, so he doesn't have much skills."

Xu Wenji reached into his bosom, as if he took out something:

"Fortunately, after all these years, there are still a few old friends. They probably couldn't bear the old man's death in a foreign country. When they parted, they all gave some gadgets..."

"Small gadgets..."

Ji Longshan's eyelids twitched, and a warning sign rose in his heart.

Seeing him like this, Tang Bailie and the others, who were seriously injured and coughing up blood, couldn't help but feel hopeful in their hearts, and they all looked at Xu Wenji's open palm.

In the slightly withered palm, there are clearly a few golden beans, and a piece of crumpled yellow paper.

This is……

Looking at the yellow paper unfolded by Xu Wenji, Ji Longshan's pupils shrank involuntarily.

That, is just a piece of yellow paper.

There is something crookedly drawn on it. If you look closely, it looks like a child's graffiti. There is nothing vivid, only simple and distorted lines.

But vaguely, you can still see it.

That is……

"A sword?!"

Sitting slumped in the corner, Tang Bailie, who was exhaling more than inhaling, blushed, sat up straight suddenly, and remembered something that was talked about in the novels:
"Flying sword?!"

On the yellow paper, the sword is very strange, with only the blade and no hilt. This style clearly resembles the legendary flying sword.

Zhao Qingchuan and others also took a deep breath to look, but they didn't see anything.

If it wasn't for Xu Wenji's seriousness, they wouldn't think there was anything miraculous about the yellow paper.

"This is?!"

Only Ji Longshan's heart was shaken, and he felt an extremely strong edge.

It's not sword intent, nor sword energy, but sharpness!

This yellow paper is very dangerous!
Compared with Yu Xuan holding the Hundred Refining Sword, the danger of using the Infernal Killing Sword is tens or hundreds of times more intense.

For the former, he just felt numb between his brows.

At this moment, across the long street, he only felt a chill in his brow, and even felt a tingling sensation from the outside to the inside. This was his overly keen perception, warning.

Even, fear.

"Supernatural powers are not enough to be self-sufficient. You must know that there are people outside of people, and there is a truth beyond the sky."

Xu Wenji held the yellow paper in his hands, and still slowly said:

"Ji Longtou, you invited the old man to have a cup of tea, and the old man will treat you to a cup, how about it?"

　Good night everyone, I tried the pronunciation today, it was a mess, and it took more time to change than the code words... I pushed a book "Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Simultaneous Interpretation". Interested book lovers can read the story of thinking that he is a fellow townsman and embarking on the road of self-cultivation.

　
(End of this chapter)