The first cause of all realms

Chapter 253: Red Clothes Like Fire, People Like Dragons! (third change)

Huhu~
The hot wind is blowing, and the autumn wind is hunting among the horses.

"There is no chicken crowing in a hundred miles, and there is no human habitation in a thousand miles..."

On the horseback, Yang Ju looked around the field with a sad expression.

The desolation and dilapidation that he saw made his heart emptied of the slight joy of breaking through the four barriers.

With the achievement of the mind and eyes, he is like an extra eye between the eyebrows, which can look around in all directions, and the five senses have also been improved to varying degrees.

But even so, he drove the horse for a day and two nights, but he never saw a person, or even a living thing. All he saw was desolation, death, and bones.

The horror of the catastrophe, no matter in the previous life or in the present life, there are countless poems and records about it handed down, but no matter how bloody the chapters are, there is no way to write down what I saw personally, and the tragedy in case.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and he saw a pile of irregular stones among the weeds:
"The mark of Jin Yiwei?"

He almost didn't recognize it.

It's not that he is not familiar with Jin Yiwei's imprint, but most of the time, this imprint is not needed at all, and only in such a desolate and desolate place can it serve as a guide.

"It seems that it's been a while, which one left this mark? Old Cao, or Qitou?"

Thoughts flashed in his mind, Yang Ju didn't delay, the desolation he saw along the way made him depressed, and he was eager to find someone to ask about the situation.

"drive!"

After seeing the imprint, Yang Jue didn't skimp on his horsepower, he fed the dragon horse a few pills, and he urged the horse to go wild. Once he left, another day and night passed.

After running for three or four thousand years without feeling tired, the dragon and horse were almost paralyzed, only then did Yang Qiu see the point where the markings along the way guided him.

In the shade, against the valley, it seems to be a temporary camp.

It just seems to be abandoned?

"Who?!"

Following Yang Jue urging his horse to come, there was a shout from the temporary camp that seemed to have been abandoned, and immediately, a figure came out of the cave.

Seeing Yang Qiu, the man was taken aback, and shouted:
"Who is coming?!"

"Qingzhou Jinyiwei, Hundred Household Yang Prison!"

As soon as Yang prison raised his hand, the Jinyiwei token treasured in the mustard space was thrown away.

"Yang Prison?"

The Jin Yiwei was taken aback for a moment, and after carefully inspecting the badge, he just bowed and bowed:
"Little Banner Officer, Li Mingdang, met Yang Baihu!"

Taking back the sign, Yang Jian asked:
"Why are you the only one here? Where are the others? Where are Cao Baihu, Lin Baihu, and Qitou at this time?"

"Cao Baihu?"

Li Ming's face darkened slightly, and he immediately replied:

"All the hundreds of households went to the wasteland to search and rescue the refugees. Mr. Lin went to search for traces of Cao Baihu, but he did not return for more than ten days. Not long ago, there seemed to be traces of Cao Baihu. Qi Tou took a few thousand households with him. I went, and let me wait to disperse..."

"However, there are quite a lot of things in the camp. In addition, there are other brothers who have not returned. Lin Qianhu ordered me to guard the supplies here. By the way, I will wait for the brothers to hand over the tasks and receive supplies..."

He spoke very quickly and in detail. In his mouth, Yang Qiu had a general understanding of Jin Yiwei's activities in the past few months.

Next, he asked this person some more questions. After understanding, he asked Qi Gang and the others the direction they were going away, and then he raised his hand to say goodbye and prepared to chase after him.

"and many more!"

At this time, Li Mingdang seemed to have remembered something, and called Yang Jian:
"Yang Baihu, there seems to be something of yours in the camp..."

"My stuff?"

Yang Ju was startled.

Li Mingdang had already turned back into the cave, and after a while, he walked up to him holding a wooden box half the size of a person, bowed and said:

"This subordinate almost forgot. This wooden box was brought by Qitou. It is said that it is something that the superior promised to give you. It was sent by a few eunuchs from the East Factory..."

"What you promised me..."

Yang prison suddenly realized.

He solved the crisis of Heishan City and handed in the Daoguo 'Zijin Tunsha Treasure Gourd' (false). Wei He once said that he would ask for credit for him, and Yu Fengxian also talked about asking for rewards for him.

It’s just that it’s been almost two years now, and he only pretended that the imperial court didn’t want to give it to him. In addition, he had already sent a fake Dao fruit, so he gradually forgot about it.

The wooden box is opened.

Yang Qiu's eyes lit up, not because of the silk book on it that could be exchanged for a high-quality martial arts at the Jinyiwei Commander's Office, but the silver shirt below it.

It seems to be woven like blood, and the background color is a monster with the head of a dragon, the body of a fish, and wings.

This is the flying fish suit.

Under the flying fish suit was a long knife with a black sheath.

"Red flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife."

Looking at the knife and shirt in the wooden box, Li Mingdang's eyes were full of envy.

Flying fish suits have three colors, black like Qi Gang, the lowest level, and red is the highest. The red flying fish suit is already treated as a thousand households.

Of course, Qi Gang's flying fish suit was given by the first emperor, he never left his body, and he didn't wear it much after that.

In other words, the young man in front of him, who is not as young as the weak crown, is already at the rank of a thousand households.

Since the embroidered spring knife can be put together with the red flying fish suit, it goes without saying that it must not be the standard knife in his hand.

Maybe it's the Ten Forged Sword.

"Tsk!"

Yang prison was very satisfied.

Jin Yiwei's nine excellent martial arts, he has been envious for a long time, he heard that these nine martial arts were selected by Zhang Yuanzhu himself 400 years ago, and improved over hundreds of years, they are almost the top martial arts in the world.

Besides, he likes the flying fish suit.

Without him, it is not only tough, but also beautiful!
Yes, pretty.

In this day and age, most of the common people wear very simple clothes, gray and white linen clothes are the majority, clothes with different colors, just a word.

expensive!
As for the flying fish suit, naturally it is not only expensive, but its material is second to none, and its real value is that it is not easy to wear and tear.

Even warriors who practice horizontal training will not burst their shirts wearing this clothes.

However, wearing the flying fish suit, he naturally couldn't hide his identity, but to Yang Jue at this time, it naturally didn't matter.

Even if he wore a flying fish suit and went to the six doors to click, no one dared to say anything.

"call!"

Not shying away from outsiders, Yang Jue directly changed into this flying fish suit, with an embroidered spring knife on his waist, turned on his dragon horse, and with a long hiss, he left the stronghold.

At the same time, he raised one hand and lightly touched the center of his eyebrows, and with a surge of inner energy, he looked in the direction pointed by Jin Yiwei.

People have five senses, but the mind and eyes can be called the sixth sense.

Its function is naturally not just as simple as having an extra eye, but also has a miraculous ability.

This ability, combined with 'Traveling the Quietness', has even more unexpected effects.

hum!
As soon as Yang Ju's mind moved, all the scenes in front of him receded, and turned into endless, unidentifiable, and indescribable entanglements of energy.

"Qi Gang..."

He meditated in his heart, and immediately found the Qi machine he needed.

Whoa!
There seemed to be a tide rising in front of his eyes, Yang Jue felt that his spirit had risen to a very high level, and with his empty mind, he seemed to be able to see hundreds of miles away.

Combining the mind and eyes with open mind can have a miraculous effect, which he discovered after many attempts after the breakthrough.

Soul lock for thousands of miles!

This is not a supernatural power, but the ability derived from the fact that a warrior has a real steel, a furnace, and a hundred scriptures to melt and forge, until the breath passes through all the orifices, and one orifice of the profound entrance is opened.

According to a ray of Qi, the range of a hundred miles can be perceived.

At this time, Yang Ju can use his mind to achieve a similar effect. Although it is not as good as Baili, it is almost the same.

"Not within a hundred miles..."

After receiving the supernatural power, Yang Jue felt uneasy in his heart, and he couldn't care less about pity for the dragon horse whose hooves were weak, his blood was destroyed, and he ran away again.

Every hundred miles, I will use Tongyou once, and cooperate with my mind to detect the traces of Qi Gang, Cao Jinlie, and Lin An.

One hundred miles, two hundred miles, three hundred miles...

Thousands of miles!

This run is another thousand miles.

By this time, Long Ma was really unable to move, no matter how hard he urged him, he might die suddenly, Yang Qian had no choice but to abandon Long Ma, he was ups and downs, and went after him again.

Since the achievement of the ribs and tendons, he can see that his energy is almost infinite, and he can't run as fast as a dragon horse.

hum!
While running at top speed, he activated his mind and eyes again.

But this time, with the circulation of Qi, his heart suddenly trembled, and after a burst of hot brows, a hazy image flashed before his eyes.

Valleys, bamboo forests, dust, blood...

And a blood-stained person who seems to have been skinned...

"That is?!"

boom!
On the wasteland, there seemed to be a thunderbolt.

……

……

Whoosh!

In the increasingly cold autumn wind, from the valley up and down, individual figures came out, either calm, regretful, or ferocious.

Looking at the man on the verge of doom among the dust in the courtyard.

Blood-changing warriors have extremely fine-grained control over their own blood energy, let alone a powerful warrior like Qi Gang who is almost a master.

His seven orifices were bleeding profusely because of the severe injury.

But even so, no one dared to move. The battle of trapped beasts is the most dangerous. A powerful warrior who can crush the same level can drag anyone present to be buried with him at the end of his life.

Kacha~
Amid the clear and crisp sound, Qi Gang broke Cao Jinlie's neck. He stroked his eye sockets gently, wiping away the blood and tears. His face was expressionless, but the murderous aura on his body became more and more terrifying.

"You want to die together?"

Mu also flicked the long knife lightly, showing a sneer:
"This valley is full of 'Meditation Grass'. This grass is non-toxic, but it is restraining the Burning Life Pill! Do you think I will give you a chance to fight for your life?"

"In these years, you are the first and only one who can hunt down Qi to such a state of embarrassment."

Qi Longsheng wiped away the blood from the corners of his eyes, with a regretful tone and a grim expression:
"In return, after killing you, I will kill all Qingzhou Jinyiwei, and let them meet you underground!"

"You calculate a lot."

Gently putting down the subordinate's corpse, Qi Gang's eyes became blazing, as if a torch was burning fiercely:
"But I, can still..."

boom!
Just at the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, suddenly, an explosion sounded like a mountain avalanche and the ground cracked, resounding from a very far away.

"Um?!"

Up and down the valley, the expressions of all the people moved, and they could see the dust in the distance, the earthquake shaking like a tide, and a figure with black hair and red clothes trampling the wind and clouds, like a fire dragon rising into the abyss.

His speed was extremely fast, and his steps were like flying. Everyone saw the red clothes like fire, hunting and moving. The next moment, he had arrived with a thunderbolt, and the sky was falling apart.

Said the voice of killing that Qi Gang had never uttered:
"Kill you!"

　After the third watch, I definitely wrote more than 02 words today.I really can't write anymore, it's almost 30:[-], and I have to send my daughter-in-law back to her natal home at [-] o'clock in the morning...

Thanks to Baigou for the [-] reward, thank you!

　
(End of this chapter)