The first cause of all realms

Chapter 353 Hiding the sword in the body, the armor is not lost! (first update)
Jiang Mingdong is not a tough guy.

In other words, he probably thought that he was a tough guy, but when Yang Qiu put his hand on him, he suddenly realized that he was actually just a soft bone.

A martial artist with a background in horizontal training, whoever achieves success, must be a master of punishment, and Yang Jue is a master of masters. This hand-in-hand almost arouses the pain points in his whole body.

Crying and shouting to recruit.

"Tell me."

Yang Jue pulled a stool and sat down, please wipe your clean palms, and said:
"How did you escape?"

A warrior with vigor and blood like a tiger can be called a master in small towns and small towns. Liu Wenpeng, who once made him feel great oppression, is also at this level.

However, with the chains attached to the body and the qi and blood sealed, it is foolish to want to escape from the escort of Jin Yiwei, or escape from the prison of Longyuan Dao City.

Jiang Mingdong was sweating profusely, his whole body twitched, and he was beyond frightened:

"Yes, it's the door master..."

The trembling voice stopped abruptly!

Almost at the moment when the word "door master" was uttered, Jiang Mingdong's eyes became terrified. At the same time, under the induction of Yang Yu, a powerful sword intent suddenly appeared on his body!

"Um?!"

Yang Jue's pupils shrank, and he shot without thinking. A heavy hand directly smashed Jiang Mingdong's head. At the same time, he retreated violently and knocked over the table and chairs.

clang clang ~
Sen Han Daoguang overlapped layer upon layer, exploding like a cold wave, emptying the room of air in an instant.

Yang Yu's reaction was unspeakably unpleasant, but it was still a moment late.

A ball of blood spread out in Jiang Mingdong's lower abdomen, and the bloody sword light burst out suddenly, crushing the Jindaomen and others into flesh with lightning speed.

Even more unabated, he pierced through the airflow and came straight to Yang Gui!

boom!
Like a thunderbolt exploding, the sound of the violent explosion caused the tables, tableware, wine and dishes in the lobby of the restaurant to be blown and danced wildly.

laugh!
The sword light was cut into pieces with one knife, but the shattered sword light seemed to be alive, like thousands of fine needles, continuing to pierce his whole body.

hum!
Yang Jue stepped lightly on his feet, and the majestic real sword burst out, completely blocking the scattered sword light just now.

Looking at the restaurant again, it was already a mess. Fortunately, Jian Guang's target was only him, and the rest were not seriously injured.

"Hiding the sword with the body, piercing through the air without losing it!"

The big sleeve pressed down the dust, and Yang Jue frowned, slightly moved.

Refine the muscles, bones and skin externally, and practice breath internally.

This breath refers to the blood-changing martial artist who draws the inner breath from the exuberant blood. This inner breath is constantly nourished and tempered. When it reaches a certain level, it can induce the external air flow and evolve into a true energy.

The stellar qi, true gangster, sword radiance, and sword qi mentioned by the warriors, at their root, refer to this breath.

However, the inner breath is rooted in the blood energy, and once it is separated from the blood energy that nurtures itself, it will quickly dissipate. Therefore, techniques such as splitting the empty palm have just been sought after by people, and they were once called a symbol of superior martial arts.

However, it was the first time he had seen someone who, like the one in front of him, summoned a breath of sword energy and stored it in someone else's body to cut through the air at a critical moment.

Obviously, the sect master behind him is not an idler.

"Is it the Seven Profound Gates?"

An idea came to Yang Yu.

The hundred-step flying sword is the most superior swordsmanship he has come into contact with so far. This sword technique is suspected to be born out of the legendary flying sword. It has the power to urge the sword to cut people beyond a hundred steps.

This hundred steps is not the hundred steps that ordinary people recognize, but the hundred steps of the sword bearer!

400 years ago, the patriarch of Qixuan sect, with this sect of swordsmanship, killed and attacked with such ferocity that even the grand masters of the same generation could be moved.

A real force against a thousand troops.

It is said that the sword energy left by it can be stored in a special sword box, and when opened after Jiazi, it still does not lose its sharpness, which can cut through the air and kill people.

The sword qi in front of him naturally cannot reach this level, but the sword and the body can be hidden, and the name can be released. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is almost the legendary means of immortals and gods.

"Father, all escorts!"

Gongyang Jing fell to the ground and cried loudly, venting his emotions.

Yang prison didn't stop him, and let him vent. After a long time, he helped him up, and asked the trembling shop assistant for two upper rooms and hot water.

The revenge was avenged, Gongyang Jing completely relaxed, and soon fell into a drowsy sleep. After he was settled properly, Yang Qiu also returned to the room.

Soak in the medicinal liquid to soothe the body and spirit, and only after the spirit has fully recovered, did he touch the center of the eyebrows, using the sword energy captured earlier as a guide.

Soul lock for thousands of miles!

……

……

The sky is gray and gray.

In the narrow mine tunnels, miners in tattered cotton coats carried iron picks, hunched over and worked, numb and mechanical.

In the dark mine cave, there are only heavy panting and clanging sounds, other than that, there is only the decayed atmosphere of poor ventilation.

Dangdang!
The sound of gongs sounded at the entrance of the alley.

Hearing this sound, a group of numb miners regained their vitality, dropped their picks, and trotted forward towards the light.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, a miner fell to the ground and convulsed.

This scene seems to be very common here, most of the miners just didn't see it, and a few saw it, and they all bypassed him, and no one paid attention to it.

Only a little old man with a dark face could not bear it, picked him up and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

The old man was shriveled and thin, but he was quite strong, and he was much faster than other miners with a man on his arm. He was the first to run out of the alley.

"call!"

The little old man laid the miner flat on the ground. The miner was not dead, but fainted by the smell in the mine.

I got some cornbread and water from the supervisor's office, sat down and ate in silence, but glanced around from the corner of my eye.

This is a hidden valley, surrounded by steep cliffs of unknown height on three sides, the passable side is tightly sealed off, and even a crossbow is erected in the dark.

If it's just these, the little old man thought to himself that it's not impossible to break through, it's just...

Farther away, on the Crouching Bull Rock where the cold wind was blowing, a middle-aged man in thin clothes sat cross-legged on it, breathing air.

As if he had noticed something, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze swept over him.

"Can't beat, can't beat."

The little old man hurriedly lowered his head, feeling tense in his heart.

During the time taught by Lian Sheng, his blood was rising, but he didn't learn any martial arts at all. Although he was strong, it was almost impossible to break through the blockade of this group of people.

In the two months since he was arrested, he saw many people who wanted to escape, and some of them possessed martial arts skills. Unfortunately, without exception, they were all hanged in front of the valley.

"Yesterday, someone tried to escape again and was hanged!"

A burly man stood on a high place and shouted loudly:

"You can leave if you want, as long as you find a scarlet ruby ​​the size of a fist, you only need one, and you can leave!"

Silence, no response.

Similar words are repeated every day. However, miners come in batches and die in batches. There is no shadow of what kind of gems.

"Thank you, thank you very much."

At this time, the miner who was nearly killed by the breath woke up, picked up the corn bread beside him and ate it, and thanked vaguely.

The time to go out to let the wind out was very short, less than half an hour, and a few arrogant stewards drove everyone into the mine.

"It's better to die, it's better to die!"

Returning to the dark mine, the eyes of the miners who fainted before were a little red, and they seemed to have collapsed.

The little old man sighed, and pulled him to the depths of the mine:

"It's better to die than to live. Think about your parents..."

"When I was thirteen, my parents were killed by bandits..."

"...Think about my wife, children and brothers..."

"That woman ran away with my brother a long time ago. Pity my child. He starved to death at home. When he was dying, he didn't even have a pair of pants..."

The little old man was silent, how can I persuade you?
Forget it...

He gave up, but the middle-aged miner seemed to think about it, silently picked up the pickaxe, and began to strike.

There is no supervisor in the cave, because no one has mined enough ore, and there is no chance to go out...

"Just out of the tiger's den, and into the wolf's den. I'm really miserable..."

Yang Tianyou was anxious, but there was nothing he could do, and he even missed the time before he escaped.

At that time, he soaked in medicinal baths every day, ate tonics, and was served by others, but now...

"Ugh."

He sighed, looking at the numb miners, he had no choice but to pick up the pickaxe and start tapping and digging.

He was naturally very strong, but he didn't have the intention to exert half of his effort, he kept beating, his mind was wandering, and he was looking at his boy and his wife.

click!
Suddenly, there was a different sound from where the pick fell, and when I glanced out of the corner of my eye, I saw a gemstone like onyx.

"Um?!"

Yang Tianyou was very vigilant, before the other miners turned their heads, he raised his foot and stepped on the place where the pickaxe fell, pretending to be innocent and knocking on other places.

But at the same time, he felt that strands of heat flowed up from the soles of his feet, warm and hot, like soaking in hot springs, and the fatigue of many days disappeared just like that.

"This thing?!"

Feeling that the 'Dao Fruit' in his body, which had hardly moved since he got it, jumped violently, Yang Tianyou's eyes suddenly widened.

Cautiously let go of his feet, only to find that there was only a mass of dark red ashes under his feet. That gem, disappeared?

Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly closed his eyes, and suddenly, a hazy light appeared in front of his eyes again.

The dim stars have reappeared!
"It's bright, then I can go to that Tianhai again? Do you want to go?"

The old man was a little worried.

The last time he went to Tianhai Realm, he got all kinds of benefits, except that he had the status of "Lingtai Mountain Land" for no reason, but this status seems to be of no use...

Do you want to go?
After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and decided to go there to see if he could get any solution or something to solve his predicament.

If not, I'm afraid I will die in this mine.

He didn't believe a word of what those people said about getting the gems to let them go!
"Enter!"

……

……

"Um?!"

In the restaurant room, Yang Jue was about to trigger the 'Thousand Miles of Locking Soul', when suddenly he felt a heat in his heart, and when he looked closely, he saw that he was in a cauldron of gluttony.

The broken knife glowed with light again.

"The old man is going to the Sky Sea Realm again?!"

　Have a meal and continue to code words!
　
(End of this chapter)