The first cause of all realms

Chapter 264 Old King Longyuan, Undefeated Tiangang! (Second more)

hum~
In the dark cauldron of gluttony, there was a faint light shining.

Many ingredients seem to be arranged in a messy manner, but they are actually distinct from each other. Some of them revolve around the nine cows and two tigers recipes, and some of them hug each other.

Zhenxie Seal and Zijin Tunsha Treasure Gourd rotated slowly against the Kuixing rank map, and the Longyuan Sword was inserted upside down in one corner, cold and aloof, and only the Qinglong Yanyue Saber was a little closer to it.

The newly obtained 'Moyun Token' shrank in a corner, its light was dim, and it was very close to the melted gold body that had no light after refining.

The rest of the lower-level ingredients are almost all pressed in the corner, as if there is a strict hierarchy among the ingredients.

"Energy storage."

Looking at the dazzling array of ingredients, Yang prison was thinking about it.

Although the 'mustard space' in the right palm is not big, you can carry a lot of things with you. During the ten-day chase, the gluttony cauldron did not stop accumulating energy.

With the digestion of the golden beans he swallowed, it was almost full, and at most in the middle of the night, he could refine another ingredient.

"I have just broken through the four barriers and have not yet consolidated. The refinement of nine bulls and two tigers can be slowed down. The same is true for the fusion of gold and body and Moyunling..."

Talking to himself, Yang Jue grasped the Qinglong Yanyue Saber.

After the four passes, he can already condense the true energy. A complete and powerful method of practicing the true energy is what he needs most at present.

In these days of running around, there are quite a few ingredients in his hands that contain the cultivation method of Zhengang.

Baidu Old Man's Snake Staff, Xiao Qingfeng's Long Sword, Qi Longsheng's Broadsword... and so on, but he naturally paid more attention to the Qinglong Yanyue Saber.

The value of this knife can be said to be extremely high. Not only does it have the superior sword technique Qinglong Nine Kills, the superior hammer forging armor method, the superior recitation of the 'Qinglong Jing', but also the superior internal training method that can comprehend the 'undefeated Tiangang'. Qinglong Zhengang'.

only……

"It's not easy to take advantage of the old Zhang's family..."

With thoughts in his heart, Yang Jue opened his eyes, without any delay, took out the golden beans in the mustard space in his palm, and began to swallow them.

hum~
Not long after, Yang Jue got up from the medicated bath tub, wiped it clean, put on his clothes, and sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about calling for the living dead guards.

A heart once again sank into the cauldron of gluttony.

"Refining, Qinglong Yanyue Knife!"

[Do you refine the ingredients, Qinglong Yanyue Knife? 】

"Yes!"

Whoa!
During the question and answer, the brilliance of the cauldron of gluttony shone brightly, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, which was as silent as a dead thing, suddenly showed an extremely sharp edge, smashing away a large piece of food.

It turned into a peerless sharp edge and slashed towards Yang Yu.

"call!"

Yang Ju's heart was quiet, letting his sharpness reach his body.

The light and shadow around him changed again, and the sharp rays completely submerged him like water. When he watched intently, he saw a vivid scene rapidly zooming in while the white light jumped.

Big sun and sky.

Mountains, dense forests.

Plains, wheat fields.

In an instant, the lights and shadows turned and fell in front of the wheat field. It was a small village, and the houses in it looked like houses, with chickens crowing and dogs barking, and children playing.

call!
Taking one step forward is like changing time and space.

Even though it was not the first time refining ingredients, standing in front of the village, Yang Yu was still a little surprised.

The refining of ingredients is naturally not time-traveling. Everything in front of me is an illusion made by the strongest spiritual remnant of the former master remaining on the ingredients.

The more realistic the illusion, the stronger the spirit of the former owner of the ingredients.

"so true."

Bending down, grabbing a handful of soil, feeling the texture and taste of the soil and vegetation, Yang Jue's heart trembled slightly.

Not any illusion can achieve the same effect as the outside world.

The reality and delicacy of the wheat field and the village in front of him are enough to rank among the top three in the illusions he has experienced over the years, including nine cows and two tigers.

It is much more real than what Jilongshan left behind.

Walking slowly into the village, everything in front of you is real.

Chickens, ducks, birds, pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, farmers working to and fro, women washing in front of the door, urchins playing, everything seems to exist.

And he, like a ray of ghosts, wandering, watching.

Not long after, Yang Jue stopped, and he almost passed through the village. In front of his eyes, there was a square of yellow mud, which was hundreds of feet wide and wide as a martial arts training ground!
In the middle of the field, there is a room, and there are eighteen weapons on the weapon rack outside the door.

Looking at this scene, Yang Yu felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.

"Yu Fengxian's martial arts arena!"

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Isn't the scene in front of you [-]% similar to Yu Fengxian's residence in Qingzhou City?
Thinking about it in his heart, his gaze had already landed on the side of the martial arts arena, not far from the house.

There, a little girl in red was punching. She was very serious, with every punch and kick. She looked like she was only three or four years old, but there were crisp sounds under her punches and kicks.

She shouted in her mouth, practiced it carefully, and her ponytail was raised and lowered.

"Tsk, Commander was quite cute when he was young."

Looking at the immature boss who looks like a porcelain doll, Yang Qiu felt amused.

Slowly approaching, I saw a sick old man lying on a rocking chair behind the house, basking in the sun.

The old man had a huge skeleton, but he didn't have much flesh all over his body. He coughed from time to time, which meant he was seriously injured.

From the old man's body, he felt old and tired. Under the huge pain, it was difficult for him to cheer up. This is not an ordinary injury.

It's a pity that Tongyou can't be used in the illusion, otherwise, he can see what kind of injury this old man has suffered.

"Oh, why did you run out again?"

The old woman who was busy with the meals in the house ran out wiping her hands, complaining.

"Because I still have more time to wake up, let me give Xiao Fengxian some pointers."

The old man said with a smile.

"She is so small, how can you be willing?"

Looking at the little granddaughter who was sweating profusely, the old woman had distressed eyes and complained in her mouth:
"Boss, I'm afraid the days will not be long, pity their siblings, they are only so young..."

"It's a pity, boss, what are you doing to save my old bone?"

The old man's expression was a little gloomy.

"I've asked you many times, but you still don't answer. Who the hell hurt you and the boss? Then who is the true word Taoist from the Jade Dragon Temple? He really has such amazing abilities?"

asked the old woman.

"It doesn't really matter who it is. Left and right are no better than the old man."

The old man coughed, and his complexion became more and more bad:

"It's just that my sleepiness is getting bigger and bigger. I'm afraid that in the future, I will spend less and less time awake..."

"The imperial doctor is on his way back, old man, you must hold on."

The old woman cried when she heard the words, and tightly held the old man's withered palm, feeling distressed and uncomfortable.

"The imperial doctor is useless. This is not an ordinary injury, but a supernatural injury..."

The old man waved his hand, not wanting to continue this topic, and explained hoarsely:

"I'm here, and everything is safe. If I don't wake up, I'm afraid Long Yuandao will be troubled. It's a pity that the boss doesn't have much time, and the third brother doesn't care about political affairs. If the second brother doesn't die, there will be chaos..."

Hearing these words, Yang Yu's heart was shocked, and his guess was finally confirmed:

"This old man is King Longyuan!"

Ever since he knew that Yu Fengxian's Qinglong Yanyue Knife contained Undefeated Tiangang, he had speculated about the identity of this commander, and now that he heard this, he was finally confirmed.

"You, are you really so cruel?"

Hearing this, the old woman's face turned pale:
"The eldest is not healthy, the third is determined to become a monk, if the second is gone, how do you let me live..."

"I am the king, and all the people in Longyuan are my sons!"

The old man's eyes were sharp for a moment, but they lost their brilliance in an instant, but he still grabbed the old woman's wrist and said sharply:

"Should me, kill him!"

"I, I should be you, I should be you!"

The old woman covered her face and wept, turned around and ran back into the house. After a while, the suppressed cry came out.

"My son..."

The old man's hand hangs down feebly, he is already so weak that he doesn't even have the strength to stand up.

Yang Qiu stood quietly, listening.

Based on the identity of the person in front of him, the conversation, and some information he knew in reality, he can naturally infer many things.

In the battle of destroying the mountain and destroying the temple, the Longyuan King was also severely injured, which affected his eldest son. Afterwards, his son died, and he himself fell into a half-asleep and half-awake state, like a vegetative state.

"If you want a mother, kill your own son with your own hands..."

Yang Ju shook his head heartily.

Judging from Long Yuan Dao's current situation, the old woman obviously did not obey the old prince's order, but chose to imprison him, unfortunately...

"Bully grandma, grandpa is bad! Grandpa is bad!"

At this time, the little girl in red ran over, pouting, her face full of displeasure.

"Grandpa is bad, don't be angry."

The old man touched his granddaughter's little face with kindness in his eyes:

"Your grandma is a crybaby. My little Fengxian must be strong, and she can't just cry casually..."

"I won't cry!"

Little girl with hands on hips.

"That's fine, that's fine."

The old man fondled his granddaughter's face lovingly.

"Grandpa, when will your illness recover?"

The little girl's face was full of worry. She was ignorant and knew that Grandpa's condition was very bad at this time.

"As long as Xiao Fengxian works hard, Grandpa will get better."

Gently wiping the little girl's nose, the old man trembled, and stood up like a flash of light.

"Come the knife!"

With a soft drink, he heard a roar, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, which was stuck upside down on the ground ten feet away, soared like a blue dragon in the sky, and was held in his palm.

boom!
Yang Yu felt a strong wind blowing against his face.

His feelings were extremely strong. The moment the old man held the knife, he no longer had any old age and stagnation, but exuded a terrifying aura like a big sun.

Can't be seen.

"Old man, please take care of my granddaughter from now on..."

The old man caressed the love knife, and put the little girl's hand on the handle:

"Our family's sword technique was obtained from the great grandfather. Its essence is only in eight words. You must write it down and never forget it..."

"What is it, Grandpa?"

The little girl stroked the handle of the knife back and forth, loving it.

"Rather Stick to your guns!"

　Continue to codeword and write Chapter 3.

　
(End of this chapter)