The first cause of all realms

Chapter 211 Collect all, Kuixing rank map!

The black mist is strange, covering the five senses, so that in the small courtyard, many masters can't go around, and they can't even see each other.

But as the black mist dimmed, everyone realized that the distance between them was not far away.

"Wait……"

Wang Fu's hairs exploded, and there was no smile on Futai's face.

However, before his words came out, an unprecedented terrifying edge shot down from the high platform, bringing a frigid frenzy, and descended instantly.

There was no struggle, no block, and even no time to dodge.

Everyone could only hear the sound of 'bang', and then, there was a tragic scene of a large piece of flesh and blood being blown up and flying in all directions.

An arrow pierced between the eyebrows, directly blasting the entire head and half of the chest cavity.

"king……"

Xu Silong and others who were close at hand were shocked.

The arrow was so fast and fierce that they didn't even react. They watched helplessly that the fat man who was still full of vigor just before had turned into a pool of rotten meat in an instant.

However, there was no time to feel the sorrow of the rabbit dying and the fox in their hearts.

Because this is a chain arrow!
"No!"

Daoist Xiong uttered a terrified roar, brandishing his sword and trying to block it, but how could he have time?
Looking at the qin-carrying female crown pierced through her body with tearing eyes, she was extremely shocked and angry.

boom!
boom!
The moment the arrow pierced through the air, Yang Jue didn't have the slightest thought of showing mercy. He drew the bow to the full moon, shot the arrows in a row, and shot nine arrows together.

In an instant, the black mist rolled, the wind howled, and the air flow oscillated.

The small courtyard seemed to be baptized by thunder, and it was full of rumbling sound waves, which shocked the eyes of the people not far away who just came back to their senses.

call!
It's too late, but it's almost gone.

It was only three breaths before and after, but the words that Yang Jue confided seemed to have lingering lingering lingering lingering sounds, and the extremely strong bloody smell had already risen into the sky along with the strong wind.

"Amitabha……"

Hui'an chanted the Buddha's name and lowered his eyes.

He was a little moved by the scene in front of him, not only because of the tragic ruins, but also because of the astonishing progress of the person on the high platform.

More than a year ago, his archery skills were already extremely good. He could hunt and kill hundreds of bandits with a bow astride a horse.

Such progress...

He was a little surprised, and Su Ming, who was holding the Buddha statue beside him, was simply horrified.

After practicing Buddhism for more than a year, I can't suppress the throbbing and complexity in my heart.

"Good boy..."

Su Jing squeezed the big knife in his palm with a 'click' sound, and his rough face was full of emotion.

She had been wandering around the rivers and lakes for a long time, but it was the first time she saw such a violent killing method. When she looked around, she could see where the arrows fell, ragged clothes flying around, and blood flowing like a river.

There was only one person standing in the middle of the ruins, as if he had been frightened, looking at the black wooden platform, he seemed to have no intention of hiding.

"Yang, Yang prison..."

Looking at the figure holding the bow on the high platform, Xu Silong's voice was rough, his heart was beating wildly, and the violent throbbing spread throughout his body.

I only felt that my hands and feet were soft, my bladder was tense, and my back was even wet.

Cold sweat could not stop flowing from all over the body.

"Good kill!"

Someone came back to his senses and applauded loudly, but as soon as he moved a step, his body froze.

"Arrows have no eyes, everyone should not move around."

Yang Ju drew his bow slowly, his eyes were like lightning, and he coldly swept across the audience.

In the yard, except for the overly innocent Mr. Liu, there was no fuel-efficient lamp. Before entering the door, he could smell at least seven or eight strange fragrances by his sense of smell.

Wang Fu was by no means the only one who poisoned.

Yang Jue glanced at him coldly. The expressions of the people in the courtyard were mixed, but they still didn't move. The archery skills before were amazing, and no one wanted to try to see if they could stand it.

Including Su Jing, a rough woman, raised her eyebrows a few times, but still didn't make a move.

Yang Jue ignored everyone's reactions, and his eyes fell on Xu Silong:

"Young Master Xu is really capable. You can come and go freely in Jinyiwei's big prison."

With the sensitivity of his five senses, unless it is the legendary 'Painted Skin', there are very few disguises that can deceive him.

Looking outside the villa, he recognized Xu Silong, and at the same time, he was wary of this group of people.

Behind the Dajiao Gang is the Liansheng Sect, and he was among the first to know about it.

"Yang Prison!"

Xu Silong's eyes were full of fear and hatred, but his hands and feet were cold.

With the archery skills demonstrated by Yang Yu, of course there will be no omissions. The reason why he stayed behind was probably because he had already noticed his identity.

He fell again...

Yang Ji's voice was cold:

"Let me ask you, you are teaching in Liansheng, have you ever seen a thin, short old man with little martial arts?"

"What, what?"

Xu Silong was startled, then clenched his teeth:

"I fell down today, but don't even think about it... ah!"

Before the words were finished, the arrow had arrived.

laugh!
Xu Silong's body froze, he bowed his head stiffly, the cold wind poured in, the front and back were transparent, and the blood was ticking.

"you……"

He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, a large stream of black blood rushed up, swayed, and fell to the ground.

"Don't say it, don't say it."

Yang Qiu no longer looked at him.

From Xu Silong's expression, he already knew the result.

call!
Holding a bow and nocking an arrow, he locked onto Su Jing who was holding a big knife tightly, this woman who made him feel the crisis:
"Your Excellency, should we fight or go?"

"Walk?"

Su Jing pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a sneer:

"Your archery skills are really good, but if you want to swallow the Dao fruit yourself, you don't even think about it!"

Dao fruit.

The rest of the people also looked at Yang Qiu, feeling unwilling.

They are not stupid, so they can naturally guess whose hands the thing fell into. How can this make them reconciled?

I had been waiting for more than half a year for something, but I didn't even see a corner of it, and it fell into the hands of such a newcomer...

"Amitabha."

At this time, the old monk Hui'an clasped his hands together and walked to the middle of the two sides.

"Old monk, are you looking for death? This has nothing to do with you, you'd better get out of here!"

Su Jing snorted coldly and raised his long knife.

"Female benefactor, don't be impatient, and listen to what the old monk has to say. After that, it is up to you to decide whether to fight or kill."

Huian said.

"If you have something to say, you have to fart!"

Su Jing couldn't bear it any longer.

"Dao Fruit, born in Tianhai, is actually transformed by the root of heaven and earth, and has its own spirituality. To obtain Dao Fruit, you must not only fit with it, but also undergo tests. Although there are other ghost tricks to seal Dao Fruit, it is difficult There will be great troubles and retribution in the hall of elegance."

With that said, Hui An turned back to look at Yang Qiu, and said:
"If the old monk's prediction is correct, Master Yang didn't take the Dao fruit by means of ghosts and ghosts, but the Dao fruit recognized the master, right?"

"good."

Facing everyone's eyes, Yang Qian nodded.

It’s different in the past.

In the past, even if he got the Dao fruit, he would use all kinds of excuses to hide it, so that people could prevent disasters.

For him at this time, this fruit is still hot, but he can barely handle it.

Relying on the Six Doors and Jin Yiwei, and even a governor of the state as an endorsement, even if it is a big martial arts school, the aristocratic family has to be cautious if they want to do something to him.

"Really recognize the Lord?!"

Su Jing gritted his teeth, unwilling.

Although he had guessed it earlier, he still felt great disappointment and anger when he heard this.

She stayed in this valley for ten months!
"Actually..."

The rest of the people were also unwilling and disappointed.

The Dao fruit of recognizing the Lord cannot be taken away at all, at least with their means, it is impossible to do it at all.

For a time, the desire in my heart was greatly reduced.

It is really not a wise choice to fight against such a strong martial arts archer when Daoguo is hopeless.

Seeing Su Jing's breath getting heavy, the old monk Hui'an shook his head slightly:

"The female benefactor comes from a Taoist family, so she should know that there are some things that cannot be forced."

Su Jing remained silent, still staring closely at the high platform.

Naturally, Yang Jue was not afraid, he held his bow and set his arrows, and looked back coldly.

"Forget it..."

After a long time, Su Jing sighed, his expression became gloomy, and he turned and left with the big knife upside down.

The rest of the people saw her go, although they still felt very unwilling, they could only follow her and leave.

The black mist dissipated, and there was no hindrance to coming and going.

"call!"

Only when the solemn atmosphere dissipated, Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief. His martial arts were far inferior to those present, and he was under tremendous pressure.

"Thank you, Master."

Yang Ju put away his bow and arrow.

If it wasn't necessary, he really didn't want to fight with such a master when he already got the Dao Fruit.

You know, although the Zhenxie Seal belongs to the 'Kuixing', it is not without price for him to win it this time.

The physical strength is fine, but the internal energy and spirit are really a little overwhelmed.

call!
Putting away his bow and knife, Yang Jue landed on the high platform, and immediately took the bottles and jars on Wang Fu's body into his hands.

"These benefactors don't know, if there is no help from benefactor Yang, their lives may not be saved at this time."

Huian shook her head:
"The dao fruit of the demon class is really the most dangerous existence in the world. Those who are not compatible will suffer backlash and disaster if they touch it."

Yang Jue listened, his heart moved slightly:
"The master seems to be very familiar with the Dao fruit here."

The danger of the demonic dao fruit is beyond imagination.

Even with the other two Dao fruits that belonged to Kuixing, Yang Jue was almost backlashed. The unborn and undead evil things in the black mist really made him useless.

"There are five types of Dao fruits 'Buddha, God, Immortal, Demon, and Demon'. These five types of Dao fruits are different. Among them, the Buddhist Dao fruit is the most peaceful, and the demon class is the most violent."

Huian sighed softly:

"With Benefactor Yang's strong character, it might not be a good thing to get this demonic dao fruit..."

"Not necessarily."

Yang prison was noncommittal.

The Suppressing Evil Seal is not a demon-type Dao Fruit in the usual sense, and his Kuixing Dao Fruit is also neutralized by the other two types of Dao Fruits, Immortal and God.

"Could it be that Master Yang thinks that the fruit of Dao is like a knife, and if you use it evilly, you will be evil, and if you use it righteously, you will be righteous?"

Hui'an saw Yang Qiu's thoughts and shook his head greatly:

"Last time, the old monk once said that one must observe the precepts in practice, does Master Yang still remember?"

Yang Jue's eyes narrowed, and he nodded:
"Naturally remember."

"The things of ancient times can no longer be investigated. However, the old monk who guards the Sutra Pavilion has seen some unknown records from some Buddhist scriptures."

"Keep the precepts?"

"good."

The old monk nodded: "Whether it is in Buddhist scriptures or in legends. Immortals and Buddhas have clear rules and precepts, and even great Bodhisattvas will fall to the fruit position due to breaking kalpas.

Not to mention the gods, there are too many legends about violating the rules of heaven and being demoted to the mortal world. "

"But benefactor Yang, has he ever seen any precepts that monsters have to obey in any legends?"

"Ok?"

Yang Yu frowned:

"According to what you said, isn't it true that monsters are more at ease than gods?"

"Disorder is chaos, freedom is the great danger."

Hui'an said:
"I still hope that the benefactor will think more about things and indulge his desires, and he will be backlashed by the Dao fruit. At that time, he will not be able to tell whether it is the person who is refining the Dao fruit, or the Dao fruit is reborn..."

After finishing speaking, Hui An clasped his hands together, didn't say any more, just said "I can do it for myself", and left the villa with Su Ming.

Leaving the villa, out of the deep valley.

The old monk just let out a sigh of relief, when Su Ming saw the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he couldn't help being surprised:
"This is you?"

"Fortunately, this benefactor Yang is pure in nature and has no greed..."

The old monk felt relieved, seeing that his apprentice was ignorant, he couldn't help shaking his head:
"Do you know what this relic is? The teacher is neither an Arhat nor a Jialan. Forcibly suppressing the Buddha's light on this relic is like carrying a mountain..."

If you really do it, you may not be able to capsize in the gutter...

"what?"

"Ah what? Why don't you hurry up and help the teacher to leave..."

……

……

Precepts, indulgence, freedom, disorder, rules of heaven, precepts...

Yang Ju stood in a daze for a long time.

Faintly, as if grasping something.

"Do you keep the ring..."

After a long time, Yang Ju just suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, and this time he came to his senses, he suddenly remembered something.

There is more than one dao fruit in this house.

"An old man is an old spirit, a tree is an old spirit, this old monk..."

Yang Ju shook his head heartily.

Even if the old monk didn't talk about what he had, he didn't have the energy to get another Dao fruit. At this moment, he was really exhausted.

But in my heart, I was still excited.

The three Dao fruits are complete, which means that he can refine the 'Kuixing Rank Map' at any time!

but……

After thinking about it, Yang Jue turned around, grabbed Fang Qidao who was looking ashen and lifeless at the corner of the wall, jumped on the dragon horse, and with a light push, he was already heading towards the mountain.

Boom!

After Yang Prison left, not long after, there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing, the deep valley shook, and the rolling rocks buried all the villa.

call!
call!
He rode his horse into the forest and walked away all the way.

It wasn't until he could no longer feel the stalker that Yang Jue turned around and slapped the horse's ass, urging it to go away, and at the same time smashed his head into the cave under the cover of the bushes.

I don't care whether the place is big or small, clean or not, just sit on the ground and close my eyes.

Entered the cauldron of gluttony.

Whoa!
In the cauldron of gluttony, a bright light bloomed, and all the ingredients including the Qinglong Yanyue knife and the ten-step one-kill sword were all forced into the corner.

In the light, Kuixing's ranking map moved in the air.

Zijin Tunsha Treasure Gourd, Qixing Longyuan Ghost Slaying Sword, and Suppressing Evil Seal move around the map, repelling each other and chasing each other. The originally different auras are slowly converging.

"It's finally assembled."

Warden Yang let out a sigh of relief, and no longer suppressed his impulse, he took a step forward and fell directly into the white light.

"Refining!"

"Kuixing rank map!"

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(End of this chapter)