The first cause of all realms

Chapter 39 Rapid Progress

"Liu Wenpeng..."

Wang Wu sneered "hehe", almost gnashing his teeth.

In his few words, Yang prison knew what happened when Wang Wu went to see Liu Wenpeng.

It's nothing more than suppressing bandits with no money, no food, and no manpower.

only……

"Why did your lord take up the drudgery of suppressing bandits?"

Yang Yu was a little puzzled.

Daming's control over the local area only reached the county level, and most of the villages below were governed by clans, and the stronger bandits mostly hid in the deep mountains.

The weaker ones are mostly hidden in the countryside. They are peasants during farming and bandits in leisure time. The difficulty of suppressing bandits is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

In particular, Liu Wenpeng, under the pretense of finding a son, not only received no food, but also received no compensation when he died.

If there is no way to do this kind of harsh job, I'm afraid it will never be done.

"Do you think that the Liansheng Sect has only a little influence in the outer city?"

Wang Wu sneered:
"It is the villages that have been poisoned the most by the Liansheng Sect. If the banditry is not resolved, once the Liansheng Sect is activated, Montenegro will be overthrown in an instant!"

"Is it just for the teaching of Liansheng?"

Yang Jue's eyes flickered, half-believing.

Judging people by himself, Yang Qiu thought to himself, if he was a head arrester, and he met a county magistrate like Liu Wenpeng, it would be great if he didn't let the picker down.

It is even more impossible to take on the job of suppressing bandits.

In particular, this Wang Wu is not the head arrester of Heishan County, Liu Wenpeng has no right to govern him at all, such a harsh condition should not have been agreed to.

In this world, are there really people who sacrifice themselves for others?
"There are other reasons, of course. But you..."

Wang Wu glanced at Yang Ju, patted his belly, and stopped talking.

"Other reasons, what could it be?"

Thoughts were turning in Yang Ju's mind, but he was faintly worried.

The Liansheng sect is deeply rooted, and the inner city and outer city have been infiltrated, so there are not a few small country gentlemen like the Yang family who will defect.

What he was most worried about was Master Liu.

Based on what he has seen and heard over the past year, he doesn't think that Mr. Liu has any bottom line of character. If Lian Shengjiao is willing to pay, it may not be impossible for him to turn against him.

If he also falls for the Liansheng Sect...

As soon as he thought of this, great urgency suddenly appeared in Yang Jue's heart. He felt that the storm was about to come, which made him a little short of breath.

"Crack~"

Wang Wu patted his belly: "What, we just stand and talk like this?"

"My lord must not have eaten yet? Why don't we chat while we eat?"

Yang Qiu came back to his senses and pointed to the restaurant not far away.

Liu Wenpeng's stinginess is outrageous, it is not easy to give up some melons and fruits, so naturally he will not keep a group of people for dinner.

At this time, the sun was three poles high, and the two of them were indeed hungry.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Yang Jian regretted it. He suddenly remembered that Wang Wu, the head catcher, had a huge appetite.

But at this time, it was too late to regret it, so I had to bite the bullet and order a large table of food and wine.

Just watching Wang Wu sweep away the wine and meat enough to feed seven or eight big men like a cloud.

Still a little tongue-twisting.

"My lord's appetite is amazing."

The corner of Yang Yue's mouth twitched, and he put down his chopsticks.

It is normal for people who practice martial arts to eat two or three times more than ordinary people, and he himself is like this.

It's just that Wang Wu eats ten times more than him.

"People who practice martial arts naturally have a larger appetite. Those who change their blood and blood are like cattle, and their arms weigh a thousand catties. If they can't keep up with eating and drinking, their blood will be exhausted sooner or later."

Taking advantage of the interval between serving dishes, Wang Wu picked his teeth and said:
"The external exercises you practice are not meant to increase your strength, but once your blood energy has penetrated your whole body, you won't laugh at someone for eating too much!"

"Blood like a cow?"

Yang Jue's eyes brightened slightly: "Five levels of foundation building?!"

On the record of my mother's convincing energy, there was a few words, which seemed to mention that this "Qi and blood like a cow" belonged to the so-called "Five Levels of Foundation Establishment".

"Qi and blood are like a cow, like a tiger, like an elephant, like a dragon, like a furnace. These are the five levels of foundation building that are often said."

After eating and drinking enough, Wang Wu's mood improved a lot. While thinking about the bandit suppression, he said casually:

"The so-called blood exchange thirteen, foundation building five levels. What, your teacher never told you?"

Thirteen blood exchanges, five levels of foundation building?
It turned out to be such a saying.

Yang Ju's heart skipped a beat, but he remembered the recipe in the Cauldron of Gluttony.

He remembered that the name of the recipe seemed to be 'Nine Bulls and Two Tigers'!
"Okay, okay, if you don't understand anything, go ask your master. A certain family has told you enough, but it's enough."

Seeing that Yang Yu seemed to have the heart to ask questions, he waved his hands impatiently:
"You go back and get rested, go out of the city to suppress the bandits in seven days, don't miss the hour."

Suppressing bandits is never easy, especially in a place as intricate as Montenegro, intelligence, maps, etc. must be properly prepared.

The seven-day preparation time is already very urgent.

"I have to hurry up..."

Farewell to Wang Wu, Yang Jian murmured in his heart.

Instead of going home directly, he turned around and went to the blacksmith's shop. An hour later, he returned home with big bags and small bags.

Seeing him walking in a hurry, Granny Yang was a little worried, and Yang Qiang comforted her, and the old lady finally felt relieved and brought the food.

In fact, she has also noticed the changes in Yang Prison in the past six months.

Not only grow taller, but also become strong, the whole person is tall and straight, giving people a sense of vitality.

It was because of this change that she suppressed her worries and watched Yang Qiu soaking in the vat every day.

After hastily eating, Yang Qian returned to the room, closed the door and window, and carefully took out a cloth bag from his arms.

"This is a waste of money..."

Yang Yu's eyes were filled with distress.

This bag of gold beads completely used up his two ingots of gold.

If it weren't for the sudden arrival of the bandits, he would never have been willing to just melt the hard-won two ingots of gold.

Although gold, silver and copper can be called, but gold is the most precious, silver is second, and copper is the cheapest.

One tael of silver and one thousand dollars is just the government's pricing, but in fact, due to the proliferation of private casting, the value of copper has depreciated greatly.

It often takes two or three thousand dollars to exchange for one tael of silver.

Gold also exceeds the official price.

The gold that had just been obtained was gone before it was warmed up. How could Yang Jue not feel distressed?
"I hope to be worthy of my gold."

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he put the golden bead within reach before slowly closing his eyes and entering the cauldron of gluttony.

He stretched out his hand and held the ghost-headed sword.

With his own father's decades-old skills in using knives, and when refining, the beheading knives are very suitable for him.

The progress of Yang prison is much faster than refining other ingredients.

It was only because of the insufficient energy storage of the Gluttony Cauldron that it held him back.

According to his estimation, it would take him at least two months to completely refine this ghost-headed sword based on the iron beads he swallowed every day.

"Seven days..."

For the next seven days, Yang Ju put down everything else and returned to his state of staying at home.

In fact, the stove where the medicinal liquid was boiled had been burning for seven days.

Until the whole bag of gold beads was eaten up, and all the medicinal materials prepared at home were also eaten, finally, on the seventh day, Yang Jue completely refined the ghost-headed sword.

(End of this chapter)