The first cause of all realms

Chapter 25 Montenegro Prison!

Could it be that he is really a peerless genius?
Surprised and joyful in Yang Ju's heart, he guided that stream of warm inner energy into his lower abdomen, and only then did he have doubts:
"What kind of internal energy have I cultivated? It seems to be..."

Thinking in his heart, he closed his eyes again and looked at the cauldron of gluttony. This is, the two words on the cauldron of gluttony are shining brightly:

【One Qi Jue: (0/100)】

【My Mother Wants You to Be Convinced (1/100)】

"really…"

Opening his eyes, Yang Jue's eyes flickered.

It was something he had expected to refine into 'mother spirit', but why did my mother, who was ten times more complicated, want me to enter the door with admiration.

And the relatively simple Yi Qi Jue, but no entry?

Yang Jue was doubting himself, old man Wei came over with a pipe in his mouth and his hands behind his back, a little approving:

"Just one sitting for a full day. You really are suitable for internal practice, and the old man didn't miss it."

Yang Jue patted the dust on his clothes and was about to say something.

Old man Wei had already patted him on the shoulder:

"Although it is relatively easy to get started with Yi Qi Jue, it is not something that can be mastered in a short time. Don't rush, take your time."

"master."

Yang Jue's heart moved, and he asked: "Who is the fastest person you have ever seen who is angry?"

"Don't be too ambitious!"

Wei He glanced at him, but still replied: "If it's the fastest, it should be Wei Zhengxian, a school lieutenant of the Qingzhou Army that I joined the army in the past."

"This Colonel Wei has excellent bones. What's especially rare is that the method of persuading the qi he learned, 'Reckless Cow Fishing for Cicadas', is quite suitable for him. In just three days, he developed a sense of qi."

"The famous Qingzhou army. There is really a gap between people..."

As he said that, Wei He sighed a little. It took him almost a month to refine his internal energy back then, and the gap was seven or eight times as big.

"That's it."

Yang Jue was thoughtful, and the words that he wanted to ask directly swirled around in his mouth, "Isn't there a feeling of anger in a day?"

"One day? Hehe~"

Wei He sneered, almost wanting to walk away, but after thinking about it, he held back and replied:
"That's no longer something that can be determined by your bones and your understanding. If you want to develop a sense of qi in a day, unless you invite a master to create a method of convincing your qi according to your physique."

After finishing speaking, Wei He walked away with a rather displeased tone:
"get out."

"Thank you, Master."

Yang Jian's mind was full of thoughts, and he didn't feel annoyed when he heard the words. He glanced at the ghost-headed sword on the desk in the house, turned around and went out the door.

"Maybe I'm not a genius? The reason why I was able to get started so quickly is because of the refinement of the Gluttony Cauldron, which made this method of persuasion perfectly fit my physique?"

Walking out the door, Yang prison came to a somewhat uncomfortable conclusion in his mind.

"But I feel angry all day long, because the exercises fit together, or because of my talent, I still have to try again."

"After all, if you don't submit an isolated certificate, maybe I'm a genius?"

Yang Qiu gritted his teeth slightly, ready to go home and try one by one.

Who doesn't want to be a genius?

……

On the way back, Yang Yu first went to the pharmacy to buy a batch of medicinal materials, and then went to the blacksmith's shop to take away the ordered 'iron beads' before returning home.

In the evening, he began to practice iron crotch skills.

Although iron crotch kungfu is a martial art for strengthening muscles and bones, it is not the kind of kung fu as imagined, beating the crotch with heavy objects.

That's not practicing qigong, that's self-cultivation.

The real method of iron crotch exercise is to use "inner qi" to transport blood and temperature to nourish the crotch, and supplement it with medicine to achieve a strengthening effect.

Then spread it throughout the body.

Fix weaknesses first, then strengthen strengths.

This is the correct way to practice iron crotch kung fu.

"call!"

The warm air rises from the lower abdomen, travels through the whole body, and guides the blood to flow down to the crotch.

call!
Yang Ju opened his eyes in embarrassment, looking at the raised loincloth with black lines all over his head.

"Is this iron crotch skill? Isn't it boy skill?"

Yang Jue calmed down, tried not to think about the things that made him distracted, and tried again to let his blood flow.

The result remains the same.

"What's going on here?"

Yang Qiu was a little dumbfounded.

He took out the secret book of Iron Crotch Kung Fu and flipped through it for a long time. He got up from the bed and listened to the steady breathing of the mother-in-law next door.

After opening the door to the yard, he jumped into the medicated bath in only his loincloths.

"Hiss, it's so cold."

Yang Jue shuddered.

It was almost late autumn, and the night was already very cold.

Although it can resist the cold to a certain extent after the blood exchange, it is far from being invulnerable to cold and heat. Jumping into cold water like this is naturally very cold.

Fortunately, he took the medicated bath every day, and he was used to it long ago. If he changed to something he hadn't tried before, he would have to jump up immediately.

"Soaking in cold water is really helpful."

Soaking in cold water, Yang Jue began to channel his internal energy again.

Suppressing the numbness in his crotch, he stimulated the blood to gather again and again. Gradually, the distracting thoughts in his mind became less and less.

Half asleep.

He didn't open his eyes slowly until a cock crow sounded from nearby.

"call!"

Letting out a long breath, he jumped out of the big tank and wiped his body.

Only then did Yang Jue's face return to normal.

As a matter of course, there is no introduction to the iron crotch skill, but the progress of "convinced record" has increased by one percent.

"Could it be that old man Wei is right, I am more suitable for internal training?"

Wiping off the hoarfrost on his hair, he was thinking wildly in his mind, but Yang Qiu didn't delay his work.

He cooked the meal quickly, talked to his mother-in-law, and went out to the yamen.

Today was the day when Wang Fobao had promised to go to work in the Yamen. Since he had taken the benefits, he had to do things naturally.

However, before going to the yamen, Yang Qian bought some things and went to Wang Fobao's door.

"Cough cough~"

In the room lingering in the smell of medicine, Wang Fobao sat cross-legged quietly, looking at Yang Jian who came to the door, slightly surprised:

"Could it be that you don't know all the words?"

Wang Fobao thought to himself that what he had written was extremely detailed, and it was unreasonable to come to the door to inquire in such a day.

"On the way to Yamen, stop by to see the head arrester."

Yang Jue coughed twice, seeing that Wang Fobao was unmoved, he took out the cheat book of 'Iron Crotch Kung Fu', pointed to some unclear ink marks on it and said:
"Maybe it's because the house is too humid, some places can't be seen clearly..."

You can't get in the door with one breath, but the old mother who is more than ten times more complicated wants to convince you to get in the door in one day.

Yang Yu guessed in his heart that this must be related to the 'refining' of the gluttony cauldron.

This visit, of course, is to see if Wang Fobao has the 'original' cheats.

"It's a pity that you have been studying for a year, and you don't even know how to take good care of the books?"

Wang Fobao's face darkened, very displeased.

According to his previous temperament, this kid should be kicked out at this time, but thinking about the unknown old Yang, his tone softened.

He took out a yellowed ancient book and threw it away:
"Let's take a look at it, if there is another mistake, don't learn martial arts anymore, go home and farm!"

After all, ignore Yang prison.

"Thank you, Catcher Wang!"

After catching the ancient book, Yang Jue's eyes lit up, he cupped his hands in thanks, and exited the room.

When she closed her eyes slightly, she saw an extra ancient book in the corner of the cauldron of gluttony, leaning on the human skin scroll and the broken knife.

[Ingredients: Yellowed ancient books]

【Level: Yes】

[Quality: Yes]

[Evaluation: The external skills created by the thieves over the years in their later years are quite powerful, and if they reach great success, there may be surprises]

[Refinement can be obtained: External hard work 'Iron crotch work']

[Energy storage completed, can be refined]

"The cauldron of gluttony has nothing to do with the quality of ingredients. The cheats written by Wang Fobao are not recognized as ingredients. Is it because he has not practiced this foreign skill himself?"

"Or, did you not pour your heart and soul into it?"

Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Closing the courtyard door, Yang Jian pondered in his mind, he kept on stepping, and not long after, he had already arrived outside the yamen.

It has been in disrepair for a long time and is dilapidated.

Even if it wasn't the first time he saw the Yamen, Yang Yu still couldn't help frowning.

The center of a county and the face of a city have all become like this. This Ming Dynasty may end sooner or later...

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing a jailer's uniform came out of the county government office.

The middle-aged man was stocky, with a simple and honest face. Holding a government uniform and a waist knife, he took a few glances at Yang Yu and walked over.

"Brother Li."

Yang prison said hello.

The name of this yamen servant is Li Chuyi, and he has been a yamen servant for many years, so he also recognizes him.

"Put on these clothes."

Li Chuyi was a little indifferent, and threw the clothes and waist knife to Yang Jian, asking him to change.

Yang Ju frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. He changed his clothes on the street and put on a waist knife.

After several months of suffering, his muscles and bones have not yet changed, but his body has become well-proportioned. The prison guard's uniform is not good-looking, but it is still eye-catching.

"If you get a new knife, throw away the broken knife."

Li Chuyi said lightly, ignoring whether Yang Jue was listening, turned around and walked towards the east of the city.

Among the four major districts in the inner city, the south city is where the yamen is located, the most prosperous, the north city is next, the west city is the third, and the most desolate is the east city.

Because the prison in Heishan City is located in Dongcheng.

The footsteps of the two were not slow, and not long after, they could already see that there were no houses around the house.

A dusty, gloomy prison.

Unlike the yamen, which have been in disrepair for a long time, the big prison in Heishan City has been repaired every year, and there are soldiers and jailers inside and outside to guard it closely.

Yang Ju heard from Zhu Shisan that there are many organs in this big prison, and there are even powerful bows and crossbows.

If idlers want to rob the prison, they will be shot through before they get in.

Walking into the prison door, there seem to be two worlds behind the door.

As soon as he walked in, the smell of dampness, decay, stench, blood, and excrement surged up, making Yang Qiu's eyelids twitch wildly.

Fortunately, it has been more than a year since he traveled, and his mild cleanliness has been hammered to death by life.

Apart from frowning, there was no other reaction.

Li Chuyi pointed to the two rows of tables and chairs in front of the prison: "There is nothing to explain in the prison, you just stay here and guard."

After all, he turned and left.

"He seems to have a big opinion of me..."

Yang Yu noticed something strange.

He also met Li Chuyi, because of the old man's relationship, although the previous relationship was not good, it was not bad, and he greeted each other with a smile.

This is...

"Are you the son of Old Yangtou?"

Yang prison looked at the dark prison calmly, and an old jailer walked over.

This jailer is probably older than Lao Yangtou, with tattered clothes, a cigarette pouch in his mouth, and his face is wrinkled, so crowded that he can't see his eyes.

"Are you always?"

Yang Jue pulled out the bench and let the old jailer sit down.

"Then it's no wonder Li Xiaozi is in a bad mood."

The old jailer 'Pa Da' took a puff of dry tobacco, showing his yellow teeth:

"It's all dead father. Have you given him any compensation? When I see you, can I not feel uncomfortable?"

"Because of the old man's pension?"

Yang Ju was startled.

But I didn't expect it to be because of this.

It's just this, if you want to blame, you have to blame Liu Cai, what does it have to do with yourself?
"The poor kid doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't even think about it. How can there be a god in this world who can take money from our Master Liu?"

The old jailer 'Bang Bang' sneered as he knocked on the cigarette pot:
"I'm afraid that the money was paid by Wang Butou himself?!"

(End of this chapter)