The first cause of all realms

Chapter 504 The real body of the Yuan magnetic body at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty
Boo!
The golden eagle fluttered its wings and fell, and a strong wind blew up on the barren hills.

"Brother Meng."

Fang Yulong and the two restrained their thoughts and stepped forward to salute.

Different from the two factories and one guard, the Six Doors is a relatively loose organization with a lot of habits in the world. Of course, this is the reason why many martial arts people join the Six Doors.

Therefore, there are not so many rules.

"Qilong died in a different place, it's my fault!"

When the golden eagle fell, Meng Hanguang's eyes were full of grief: "I should have hunted down Daoren Lin..."

After the words fell, the expressions of several people were a little sad.

"Brother Meng, the third elder of the Liansheng Sect..."

Fang Yulong asked.

In the past ten years, wars have been raging everywhere in the world. In fact, many of the high-end military forces of the imperial court are not in the capital. More than a year ago, the governors of the two factories went to Dongyue Road and Lingnan Road respectively to suppress the rebellion.

Meng Hanguang is also not in Shendu, but is arresting the Liansheng Sect. A few years ago, he fought against several elders of the Liansheng Sect.

"That old guy was severely injured by me and fled to Dayan Mountain. I guess he won't show up for a few years..."

Meng Hanguang looked around the two of them, and his eyes fell on the lonely grave in the mountain:

"With Qilong's magical fist and supernatural powers, he is no match for the beheading knife. It is no wonder that he can be ranked in the mountains and rivers. I heard that he is too young to stand up. He is really a fearsome young man..."

A haze flashed across Meng Hanguang's eyes.

Duan Qilong's horizontal training and divine fist are well-known throughout the world, and he is hidden as the head of the six great gods.

Who would have thought that such a master, with Fang Yulong and Han Fengfu at his side, would die...

"When it comes to martial arts, he hasn't seen that he can beat brother Duan, let alone the combination of the three of us. But his archery skills are supernatural, and he has earth-shattering supernatural power..."

Fang Yulong frowned:
"Brother Meng's martial arts are naturally far superior to this person, but with his bow in hand, and with Goshawk, I'm afraid I can't take him down..."

"Brother Fang is right."

Han Feng Mansion also echoed.

The horror of the archers lies in their long-range attacks and kills. The fact that the Flying Eagles and Arrows can participate in the battle of the great masters is nothing more than being in the sky, with a strong bow and a strong bow, they can fight or retreat.

The Flying Eagle Arrow Team is still like this. If you want to capture a great master-level archer, you don't have to be superior in martial arts...

"A great master-level archer is naturally terrifying, but he is not the only archery master in the world..."

Meng Hanguang nodded, indicating that he knew the severity:
"Baimei is in Lingnan Road to cooperate with Jinyiwei to confront the 'Song Tiandao', and he can't be dispatched, but there are archery masters in Longyuan Road, so why should we wait far away?"

"Lin Qitian?"

Fang Yulong and the two naturally knew who he was talking about, but they both shook their heads:
"Two months ago, I went to Qingzhou, Yunzhou, and Baizhou to ask Wei Zhengxian, Lin Qitian, and Fang Zhenghao to help capture this beast. Unfortunately, the first two refused on the grounds that they were busy with military affairs, and Fang Zhenghao couldn't even retreat... "

As the three of them, they naturally knew about the battle outside Longyuan City.

Therefore, in those two letters, Fang Yulong actually did not repay his hope. These Qiuba were originally at odds with their two factories, one guard and one door, not to mention that Yang prison was kind to those two people to some extent.

"Human affection is not as important as Wang Fa, some things cannot be controlled by others!"

Meng Hanguang smiled slightly, looked far into the sky, and said loudly:

"General Lin, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

"Humph!"

A muffled hum came from far away, and the old voice carried an undisguised coldness:
"Meng Hanguang, you are amazing, you can even get an order from the Ministry of War!"

call!
While speaking, a figure appeared in the distant barren hills, with a big bow on his back and cold eyes, but it was the general of Yunzhou, Lin Qitian.

"General Lin, Mengmou knows that you have some friendship with that Yang prisoner. Unfortunately, this beast is so bold that he insults the Holy One. It is true that the master humiliated his minister to death..."

Meng Hanguang white hair raised, eyes deep:

"At this time, it's time to break away from him! Whether it's for yourself or for Mr. Xu!"

"Old Xu..."

Lin Qitian was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and then said:

"Why did Xu Wenji go to prison?"

"he……"

Meng Hanguang's expression was a little weird and complicated:
"He wrote a letter of [-] words, I don't know what he wrote, but there are rumors that His Majesty was furious that day, not only Mr. Xu was sent to prison, but those who dared to intercede were also sent to prison..."

"No wonder he likes Boy Yang, these two people..."

Lin Qitian sighed in his heart, before he said:
"Yang Prison is kind to the old man, I can't shoot him, this trip, if he shoots an arrow, I can block one or two for you, other than that, the old man doesn't care at all!"

"The general only needs to protect the golden eagle, as for the others..."

Meng Hanguang smiled slightly, and stepped onto the Golden Eagle:

"There is no need for others to intervene in Mengmou's capture. Although Yang Jue has the ability to shake the ground, except for archery, there is no way to catch my eyes..."

……

……

This is a shrub-grown valley, shady, with snow all year round, and it is even more chilling under strong winds and snow.

During the explosion of winter thunder, it could not stop reverberating, causing the snow on the mountain wall to "squeak" and fall, and it seemed that there was a gust of wind, blowing and rolling the iron objects scattered everywhere.

Huhu~
In the cold wind, Yang Jue sat quietly, feeling the oppressive aura of the coming wind and thunder.

There is less thunder in winter, and more thunder in spring and summer.

If he wanted to attract lightning to wash his body, he naturally couldn't choose after the stung, otherwise, it might not only be thunder, but also electricity...

hum!
Thunder rumbled and reverberated in the valley, Yang Ju closed his eyes and sat quietly, wisps of lightning surged along with it, interweaving dull thunder in his body.

With a calm mind, Yang Jue's mind entered the cauldron of gluttony. On the dark wall of the cauldron, the progress bars of dozens of martial arts were shimmering.

Because of the ingenious function of the gluttony cauldron, although he has only practiced martial arts for less than ten years, the amount, complexity, and essence of the martial arts he has learned are comparable to others who have learned tens of hundreds of years.

There are lower vehicles, middle vehicles, upper vehicles, and divine skills, and many of them have practiced to the seventh level.

There is nothing wrong with this in itself, because in the final analysis, the way of martial arts is the road of continuous improvement, continuous learning, and learning from the best of all schools of thought.

It's just that his progress was too fast, and he lacked a bit of precipitation.

It was only when he really came to this moment that he understood why the master was made by melting and casting all kinds of classics. The importance of this step is no less than that of casting in a furnace.

For this step, he deliberated for more than half a year in the illusion of Wanxiang Mountain, and under the guidance of Taoist Zhenyan, he settled for several months.

It was only at this point that he was somewhat sure.

"Zhen Gang at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty..."

As soon as Yang Jue thought about it, all kinds of martial arts he had learned in the past came to his mind.

Overlord Fist, Yin-Yang Promise Kung Fu, Heaven's Will Four Elephant Arrow, Ten Steps One Kill, Hundred Steps Flying Sword, Ghost Shadow Capture Hand, Ghost Shadow Illusionary Body Step, Mysterious Whale Swallowing the Sea Art, Traveling Around Liuxu...

The old mother wants to record Qi Qi, and he first transformed the true essence of the three sects of "undefeated Tiangang, indestructible golden body, and indestructible diamond" in the early Yuan Dynasty.

In the end, after being instructed by the Taoist Man of Truth, he integrated the magnetic force obtained from yin and yang transformation of killing hands and melting gold into the body, the Yuan Magnetic Real Body Jue.

"At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the true astral body was the main body, and the magnetic body of the Yuan magnetic field was the auxiliary body. The two surrounded each other to wear down all kinds of martial arts, extract the essence and remove the dross..."

Ripples appeared in his heart, and Yang Jue decided on the path he had deduced many times in the cauldron of gluttony, and some distracting thoughts emerged.

Have the great masters of martial arts throughout the ages experienced the same state of mind as myself?

Which step can I do?
Boom!

Donglei exploded outside, the Yuan magnetism was activated, and thunder rang inside the body.

Amidst the clattering sounds of thousands of iron objects, one inside and one outside gradually converge...

call!
Suck!
Amidst the long breathing, Yang Jue's entire body was glowing, and the [-] pores all over his body seemed to have crystal streamers rolling, wanting to flow, but he was bound inside.

The two Human Yuan Great Pills presented by Yu Fengxian also melted in this process, turning into surging power and spreading towards the limbs and bones.

"The process of casting the Hundred Classics is like laying the foundation stone. Ancient and modern warriors usually distance themselves from their peers at this level. What you have learned is complicated. This is a disadvantage, but it is also an advantage."

"Consolidate the foundation, and your future martial arts path will be broad and smooth..."

"You have the power to shake the earth, but you lack the body to lift the sky. Therefore, in the process of forging the scriptures, you must have a tendency to practice horizontally..."

……

The voice of Taoist Mantra's pointing flashed in Yang Yu's mind.

Then, his mind settled down and fell into the dantian, and the slowly rotating yin-yang millstone trembled crazily under the urging of the surging medicinal power of Renyuan Great Pill.

The surge of true energy then washed the whole body.

Thunder from inside and outside merged and converged, and the zhenqi in his body was boiling and washing away. When Yang Juan focused his attention, he could see the progress bars of martial arts on the tripod wall gradually dimming.

However, the progress bar representing Yuanchu Zhengang and Yuanci Zhenshen Jue shone brightly, and with the digestion of all kinds of martial arts, it began to push and rise crazily.

First grade, second grade, third grade, fourth grade, fifth grade...

Until the progress bars of all kinds of martial arts disappeared, Yang Jue only felt a roar in his head, the progress bar of Yuanchu Zhengang had broken through the seventh rank!
It was only at this moment that his mind became heavy, but he rushed towards his old mother without hesitation.

This is the internal refining method that he has practiced for the longest time.

Boom!

It was like a thunderbolt exploding in his heart, with Yang Jue's current state of mind, he was almost overwhelmed by the sudden severe pain.

At this moment, he only felt that thousands of steel needles pierced his body, terrible pain came from all directions, and countless distracting thoughts arose, making him almost want to give up.

"What is a little pain?"

Yang Jue gritted his teeth and endured the impact of the wave of severe pain. Gradually, the pain became numb, and his spirit became a little dazed.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly came back to his senses.

The chaos in his heart gradually became clear. In a trance, he seemed to see an endless mountain range. His mind wandered, and a strange but familiar fenced courtyard appeared.

"That is?!"

An old woman was taking care of the flowers and plants, and she seemed to feel something. She raised her head, and a kind and violent smile flashed across her face:
"Good boy, Grandma will find you!"

　Alas, I was in a bad mood yesterday. I drank a few glasses of wine and fell asleep for fifteen or six hours... Everyone scold me, alas

　
(End of this chapter)