The first cause of all realms

Chapter 389 Yang Yu's decision!
It had been a day of sparse light rain, and it was already evening, and the restaurant was a little dark, but at this moment, it seemed to be lit up.

This is?

Zhang Longfu stared in a daze and didn't recover, but Wang Laodao keenly sensed something. The woman's tone seemed a little...

"Master Qin."

Yang Jue glanced at Zhang Longfu without any trace, and greeted him with a smile.

"Brother Yang really doesn't take pity on his own body, every time he sees it, it's shocking."

Qin Si bit her lower lip lightly, and glanced at Zhang Longfu from the corner of her eye.

She has a very clever mind, and she can perceive many things by observing words and expressions, but Yang Qiu doesn't say anything, and she doesn't ask, and she doesn't want to ask.

"The smell of alcohol is too heavy here, can you find a clean room to discuss in detail?"

Yang Ju's expression remained normal, and he ordered Wang Laodao to prepare a table of food and wine, and led Qin Si to find a room, and Zhao Kun, who was quite disgraced, followed suit.

until it was locked out.

"Master Uncle is taking a rest outside, let me heal Brother Yang."

Zhao Kun's face turned even darker.

In the room, Qin Si took out the torch and lit the candle, and under the light like a bean lamp, she became more and more charming.

Xu Shi's blood was still warm after the battle, but Yang Qiu felt a little hot, coughed lightly, changed the subject, and asked Qin Si's purpose for coming here.

"As soon as I entered Qingzhou City, I heard Brother Yang displaying his supernatural power. Congratulations!"

Qin Si didn't answer, but just gave him a blank look and motioned him to sit down.

"Not urgent."

Yang Jue waved his hand: "Eat dinner first, my injury doesn't matter."

"Why doesn't it matter? Bloody and bloody, can you eat?"

Qin Si stared, but couldn't resist Yang Prison, so she had no choice but to sit down.

The two talked and drank tea under the lights, talking about their experiences after parting last time, and some interesting things worth talking about.

Yang Qiu enjoyed this kind of peace very much. After the war, his heartstrings were finally relaxed, and he had the leisure to sort out the harvest.

The biggest gain is not Yuan Fei's fate, but this Yemo Saber.

"Night Demon Knife."

Qin Si looked at the black knife, which was so dark that it couldn't even reflect light, and curiously reached out to touch it, but it was hot, like a red-hot iron.

"This Night Demon Knife is said to be the saber of a peerless master 'Night Demon' 700 years ago. This person ruled the world with a 'Night Demon Sword'. At that time, there were no martial saints in the world. kill."

Yang Ju flicked the saber lightly, but his eyes glowed with the light after Tongyou.

【Night Demon Knife】

[Number of Fate: Two golds, two reds, one green, one white and one gray]

[Bloodthirsty Blade (light gold), Night Devil Ambition (light gold), Deprivation of the Five Senses (light red), Amplification of the Five Senses (light red), Hundred Forged Black Iron (dark green), Over a Thousand Killers (white) is not easy to wear ( Ash)】

【Status: Started】

A magic weapon close to Qianduan, with seven lives, two golds and two reds!
There is no doubt that this is a magic weapon, and it is even more powerful when it falls on the warrior who practiced the Night Demon Sword. At the same time, it is also a food.

It contains Yuan Fei and the will of the Dao of the Sword 700 years ago, the master of the night demon.

Zheng~
As if feeling the buzzing of Ye Mo Knife, the two-edged knife on Yang Yu's waist protruded an inch out of its sheath, like a pair of hungry wolves with their eyes open, staring fiercely, revealing a greedy taste.

"Brother Yang, this knife..."

Qin Si seemed to be aware of it, and looked at the double-edged knife, a little surprised. In her perception, this knife seemed to be more dangerous than that night magic knife.

Is this also a magic knife? !
"This knife is made by me in a special way, and I have to communicate with my breath every day, and it is connected with my mind, so there will be no problem."

Put the sword back into its sheath and put away the Night Demon, Yang Yu explained.

At this time, Wang Laodao also brought up the food. Seeing that the two of them were alone in the room, his heart suddenly felt a little dull, he put down the tray heavily, and left the room without looking back.

It annoyed Zhao Kun who was waiting outside for a while.

"People have little meat, but they have a big temper!"

Zhao Kun came in cursing, and after eating the food, he was kicked out again cursing, but he didn't leave, just waited at the door, eavesdropping.

Satisfied with wine and food, Yang Ju didn't refuse any more, Qin Si rolled up his cuffs, rubbed his shoulders lightly, urging his supernatural powers.

"call!"

Feeling the warm air sinking into his shoulders, Yang Jue's body slowed down.

Yuan Feifei is an ordinary person, his martial arts, physique, swordsmanship, fists and feet are all top-notch, but the most serious injury he suffered was from his own explosion.

Horizontal practice is like internal qi, both are hard work, however, the latter has pills to assist, but the former, even with pills, progress is still slow.

The human body is delicate and complex, and every time it transforms, it must be cautious and slow, focusing on subtle nurturing, if it is too intense, it will hurt itself.

Anyone who has achieved great success in horizontal training has worked hard for many years, and it took decades to achieve it. Yang Jue's progress is much faster than that of ordinary warriors.

But the progress of Vajra Indestructible Body is still the lowest among all kinds of martial arts.

As a result, when the strength is bursting, the body is seriously damaged, and if it is not treated in time, it may even leave hidden wounds.

However, with Qin Si's gentle kneading, the warm air flow passed by, and all the stinging pains and injuries disappeared, and strands of black air wafted out from the wounds.

But it didn't disperse, but slowly fell to the ground like a strand of hair, and where it landed, the wooden boards were split to leave tiny traces.

"The zhenqi is condensed, and the Jiazi does not cease."

Qin Si let go of her hand, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She wiped it lightly, and also looked at the true energy that seemed to be real.

Hundreds of scriptures are cast, qi and blood are fused, and the inner breath is transformed into true qi. It is no longer comparable to the illusion of the inner breath, but it is like the substance, even after being separated from the body, it can last forever.

Keep it properly, and even keep Jiazi.

"Master Qin's wonderful hand rejuvenation is enough to embarrass all doctors in the world."

Stretching his muscles and bones, Yang Jue felt refreshed and couldn't help admiring.

His injury was not serious, but it was cumbersome. It would take at least a month to get rid of it with his own luck, but when Qin Si joined hands, there was not enough time for a cup of tea.

"It's just a clever trick. It's different from doctors who study day and night."

Qin Si wiped off her sweat, and shook her head when she heard the words:
"Brother Yang, remember, try not to reveal your supernatural powers, it will be of no benefit to others or yourself. In some respects, your supernatural powers are better than others who have practiced for decades, and it is very easy to arouse hatred."

"Yang understands."

Thinking of Yuan Fei's attitude, Yang Yu nodded.

Thinking in another way, assuming that he has worked hard every day, pumped energy and blood, and practiced hard for decades, and some unknown person surpassed in one fell swoop just because of "good luck", he would feel a little unbalanced in his heart.

However, his supernatural powers are not easy to come by.

In Liuji Mountain, he died no less than a hundred times. In the illusion, death would not destroy the soul, but the horror and pain on the line between life and death were completely borne.

"Brother Yang understands as long as he understands."

Qin Si poured tea for him, and her worries eased away.

She doesn't know exactly how many people with supernatural powers there are in the world, but from the mouth of her master and uncle, she knows that every few years, people with supernatural powers are besieged and killed.

Yang Ju has Dao fruit in his body and has made many enemies. It is hard to say whether he will be topped by some people.

"In the past few days, don't leave me too far. Qi Liuyi has been dispatched. I'm afraid the six doors have already noticed your presence."

Sensing Qi Liuyi's aura, Yang Qiu shook his head slightly:

"Lin Daoren really angered the six doors, at this moment, you shouldn't be going down the mountain..."

"……Um."

Qin Si responded, as if she was not very interested.

Boom!

She didn't speak, but Zhao Kun, who was eavesdropping outside the door, couldn't help it anymore, kicked the door open violently, trembling with anger, almost yelling.

"If it wasn't for you, how could we go down the mountain?!"

"Um?!"

Yang Ju was startled for a moment, but then came to his senses and looked at Qin Si.

"Brother Yang, don't get me wrong..."

Qin Si turned her gaze away, lowered her head slightly, and said what she meant.

"Li Chuang?"

Qin Si's words were concise and did not go into details, but Yang Qiu still summed up some things from her words.

"Lin Daoren took Li Chuang as his apprentice...he wanted to kill me because I got in the way, but I don't seem to have any trouble with them..."

"Li Chuang's fate is extremely expensive, purple energy is in his life, he is a pioneer of the king, almost equal to Chen Xuanying 400 years ago... Daoren Lin, could it be that he has noticed something?"

"He suddenly appeared and disturbed the eyes of the powerful people in Longyuan Dao, is he paving the way for Li Chuang?"

"Or……"

and many more!

Yang prison came back to his senses.

If he remembers correctly, Qin Si's Dao Fruit is called 'Blue Bird', which belongs to the category of immortals, born as the times require, and feeds on Qi.

In this world, what kind of spirit is the most important?
Dynasty spirit!

Qianlong in troubled times, Blue Bird Daoguo, Jade Dragon Temple...

"You!"

Zhao Kun shook his head repeatedly when he heard this, he really hated that iron could not be made into steel. In the past, a woman with long sleeves, good at dancing, talkative and intelligent, would bow her head and deny it at this time?
"Yang Prison!"

Recalling the hiding and hiding in the past few months, Zhao Kun gritted his teeth: "You really don't know what Qin Si thinks about me?!"

"Uncle Master!"

Qin Si's body trembled slightly, Xia Fei's cheeks became short of breath, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Am I talking nonsense?"

Zhao Kun snorted coldly, stared at Yang Yu fiercely, and lost all previous fear:
"The old man can see your thoughts, but this kid is just pretending to be confused! Do you know that my uncle intends to betroth Qin Si to Li Chuang!"

"Qin..."

Yang Ju came back to his senses, looked at Qin Si, and suddenly felt a little dry.

"Brother Yang."

Qin Si's knuckles turned white, pretending to be calm: "Don't listen to my uncle's nonsense..."

call!
Before the words were finished, Yang Jue suddenly stretched out his hand and held her palm. Qin Si suddenly felt hot and felt a little limp.

In order to subdue the will of the former master of Daoguo, she saw many men and women in the Qiufeng Building, but she had never had such a strong throbbing.

"This bad old man is not talking nonsense today."

Gently holding Qin Si's palm, Yang Jue felt soft in his heart. He was never an indecisive person, and at this moment, he didn't hesitate much:
"Your mind, I know."

"ah!"

The long-sleeved and dancing master Qin suddenly leaned forward, covering his hot cheeks with the chest of the person in front of him, and his voice was weak and weak.

"Why did he call you brother-in-law?"

　Good night, this chapter almost killed me, I have never written something before, everyone can read it and embellish it.

　
(End of this chapter)