The first cause of all realms

Chapter 511 The Swallow Thief!
Jidao Jiuyao rank map...

Instead of continuing to tug at the ghost and fairy in the ghost baby's shell, he knocked him unconscious with a flick of his fingers, and Yang Jue began to digest the information he had obtained.

Even if An Taoist was very cooperative, he naturally couldn't believe everything he said, and he needed to think more and discern.

"There are only similar Dao Fruits in the world, there are no identical Dao Fruits, but different Dao Fruits may form the same rank map...

Therefore, for masters of the same level of supernatural powers, the ordinary level is not unique, but the map of the extreme level is unique, and the supernatural powers of the extreme level cannot separate the gods.

Unless, abandoning the Dao Fruit, or other methods that I don't know..."

"Whether it's Ten Capitals or Jiuyao, when the Immortal Buddha's rank is promoted, all the supernatural powers in his body, no matter from the rank or the god-seeding, may be promoted to the first level with the help of the baptism of breakthrough!"

"Except for the ten capitals, the Jiuyao and above extreme level map, before ancient times, is also a secret that is not passed down...

Because only by obtaining the level map, can one light up in the sea of ​​laws, and use this to find the location of the Dao fruit required by the level map..."

"The extreme level is stronger than the ordinary level, and the higher the level, the greater the gap. In addition, the amount of Dao fruit seems to be related to lifespan..."

……

Calming the frightened big black dog, Yang Qiu chewed on the information he got.

In the end, Taoist And has crossed the four steps of becoming an immortal and has been competing with the sloppy Taoist for thousands of years. Even if he conceals something, he has gained a lot from this conversation.

only……

"If the map of Jiuyaoji Dao rank is so precious, Taoist An is unlikely to have it. He is probably deceiving me, but this possibility cannot be completely ruled out..."

Yang Yu thought about it.

There are so many strange encounters in the world, just like the old man, he never crossed the four steps of becoming an immortal, and the Jiuyao-level Daoguo Huolong was sent to his door...

Although Daoist An seemed unlucky, he couldn't be sure. After all, those who could practice to become Shidu Immortals were not ordinary people.

"With the Seal of Suppressing Evil in my hand, I can suppress this beast, but I can't let it go away for the time being, and it's even more impossible to let it go back to freedom. But that brat, you can use it..."

There was a decision in his heart, but Yang Jue didn't wake up the ghost baby. After trying to stuff it into the mustard space to no avail, he threw it to the big black dog to guard and fiddle with.

The little guy was very dissatisfied with the ghost baby scaring him, and flipped back and forth.

"Qingtian Shaking the Earth is also an extreme level, so the combination of the two gods Shaking the Earth and Qingtian is the natal supernatural power of Zhang Xuanba back then!
But, where is Qingtian? "

After sorting out the results, Yang Jue can see some things more clearly, and his heart is more eager for the sea of ​​laws that he is about to step into.

It's just that the progress of the precepts is really touching.

He takes 'lawlessness' as a precept, so he must abide by the law and practice nothing, so he can't count on himself...

Boo!
At this time, the goshawk uttered a soft cry, and Yang Jue came back to his senses, his eyes fell, and through the sea of ​​clouds, he could see sporadic figures in the snow.

Upon closer inspection, it was the people from Yanzhou.

"Northwest Road."

……

……

Whoosh!

It was before dawn, and the night wind was extremely cold, and the horse galloped across the wilderness, but Ping San was still sweating profusely, and even after a day passed, every time he thought about it, he shuddered.

"It's a big trouble..."

Ping San only felt a little short of breath.

On this trip, he really came here with his lord's solicitation, but until the Battle of the Valley, his understanding of the Raptor who crossed the river was limited to the few words on the list of splendid mountains and rivers and the arrest warrant .

Looking at it now, where is the Raptors crossing the river?
It's clearly a ghost who reminds me of my life!

A madman who can kill Meng Hanguang, where can they recruit? !
"Woe, woe!"

Ping San felt nervous, secretly hated himself for traveling in a hurry and did not bring a feathered eagle, so that he could not send a message back.

Boo!
Suddenly, a high-pitched eagle cry came from his ear.

Looking up suddenly, I saw a goshawk falling from the sky in the snowy night, and on the back of the eagle, there seemed to be a pair of torches burning blazingly.

Hundreds of thousands of feet away, he felt a great terror rushing towards his face, so that his face changed suddenly, and he no longer had the half calmness before.

"Forgive me!"

……

……

squeak ~
The door of the woodshed was slowly pushed open.

The room was already very cold, but the moment Fang Ada opened the door and walked out, Fang Ada was still shivering from the cold, and the remaining drowsiness was blown away.

At this time, the sky was only dim, and there were not a few wisps of cooking smoke in the city. As far as I could see, it was a vast expanse of whiteness. It was lucky that I didn't freeze to death from the heavy snow last night.

"I don't know if Auntie is in better health..."

Fang Ada's expression was dull, and his heart was numb.

Banditry is like combing, soldiers are like shavings, and officials are like shaving. In the past few years, all the people in Yanzhou have felt the pain of this sentence.

In just a few years, Fang Ada watched helplessly as he changed from a well-to-do wealthy household to a poor household who needed to sell himself as a slave in order to make enough money for his mother's medicine.

Both father and brother died in the war, and sisters...

"Ugh!"

Suppressing the deep sigh, Fang Ada grabbed the cold hatchet, and was about to chop wood. Suddenly, he felt that his feet did not feel right, and under the thick snow, it was hard.

"Someone?!"

Fang Ada shuddered and backed away in a hurry, only to see a figure sitting up from the snow, the snow fell to the ground with a splash, revealing blood stains and scars all over his body.

"hiss!"

Fang Ada gasped.

On such a bitter cold day, this person was seriously injured and lay outside all night without dying?

"Is there any wine or meat?"

the man asked.

"No, no..."

Fang Ada shook his head hastily, he has not eaten even a piece of meat in more than a year.

"What about the food?"

the man asked again.

"I……"

Fang Ada said nothing, it's not even time for meal, where does he have any food, as for food, which servants have food to eat?

"Grandma's..."

The man cursed, turned his back to the sky, and fell into the snow nest again:
"I think I, Jiang Wu, can be regarded as a generation of heroes. I was not killed by the swallow thief, but I actually starved to death! I am useless, I am a useless..."

Ding Ding Deng ~
Before the words fell, Fang Ada hurried into the firewood room, came back quickly, and timidly handed over half a black cornbread:

"I, I only have this..."

Looking at the cold black cornbread in the palm full of frostbite, Jiang Wu smiled wryly:

"It's cheap, it's cheap..."

Reaching out with difficulty to take the cornbread, Jiang Wu let out a long sigh:
"I have a book in my arms, take it..."

"No, no need."

Fang A Dalian waved his hands repeatedly, but saw that strange person turned over and stood up again.

"Have you come after me? Good, very good!"

Jiang Wu pulled out a book from his arms, and regardless of whether Fang Ada wanted it or not, he stuffed it to him and kicked it into the firewood room.

"you……"

Fang Ada almost lost his breath from being kicked. After a while, he was about to get up when he heard another sneer from outside.

"No one who has been hit by my poisonous sand palm has ever survived a day. It is amazing that you can survive until now!"

Through the woodpile, Fang Ada saw an old man in black standing with his hands behind his hands on the outer wall, with a cold expression on his face.

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Wu laughed loudly:

"Is the internal qi you cultivated for 33 years when Jiang was cultivated in vain? It's just a poisonous sand palm, I can last at least two days and two nights!"

"Huh~"

The man in black sneered, and he vacated his hand, grasping Jiang Wu with five fingers like eagle claws, and grabbed Jiang Wu in his palm:

"However, with the practice of changing blood seven times, you dare to assassinate my King Yan, you are really beyond your control!"

"King Yan? Pooh! That dog-like Yan Dongjun deserves to be called a king? According to me, he can't even be called a king of the mountain!"

Jiang Wu laughed out loud, even being slapped twice in succession.

"What a tough guy!"

The man in black pinched Jiang Wu's hands and feet vigorously, looked around coldly, and stayed in the firewood room for a moment:
"get out!"

Fang Ah's face turned pale with fright, but he didn't dare not listen, so he walked out of the room tremblingly.

"Old dog, what's the matter, come to me alone!"

Hearing these words, Jiang Wu finally couldn't bear it anymore. He never expected that this old guy, who had been transformed into a great figure, would not let his servants go.

"If you dare to assassinate the King of Yan, there must be someone instigated behind it. I'm afraid this kid is also an accomplice..."

The old man in black sneered, grabbed Fang Ada with the other hand, and with just one step, he flew out of the outer wall amidst Jiang Wu's scolding.

After a heavy snowfall, the city of Yanzhou became more and more desolate, the sky was just dawning, and there was no one around.

The old man's lightness kung fu was excellent, and it didn't affect him in the slightest by carrying two people. Soon, he came to the largest house in the city.

After being notified, they entered the room with the two of them.

"The old guy actually has such a method? With Ma Longtu's current martial arts, he didn't kill him?"

Approaching the backyard, the old man in black's face tightened, and he didn't dare to move forward, waiting quietly outside the house.

After a pause, another voice said:

"After all, it is not surprising that a vassal king has some tricks. However, Ma Longtu also retreated calmly. When he makes another move, the Northwest Road will be broken."

"Um……"

The majestic voice commanded:
"Gather all the generals, prepare to leave, go down to the northwest city, and allow them to plunder for three days as a reward!"

"brute!"

The complexion of the old man in black changed drastically, but it was too late to stop Jiang Wu from yelling:
"Yan Dongjun, it is in vain that the people of the Northwest Road thought you were a rebel army, how dare you do such a thing that is not as good as a pig..."

"Is it better than a dog or a pig?"

In the backyard, Yan Dongjun smiled meaninglessly and called people in.

"My lord!"

The old man in black knelt down and pleaded guilty, wishing he could kill Jiang Wu immediately.

"Jiang Wu? In these years, there are quite a few people who dare to assassinate this king, but it is rare to see people with martial arts as low as yours..."

Yan Dongjun seemed to be in a good mood, and he was not annoyed by being scolded by others, but his tone was very calm:

"Once the general is successful, the bones will be exhausted. This king wants to achieve great things, but how can he care about these infamy?"

"You are not as good as a beast, but you are also worthy of success?!"

Jiang Wu gritted his teeth.

The chaos in the Northwest Road has been going on for a long time. At the beginning of Yan Dongjun's uprising, many people had expectations for him, and some even offered money and food to support him.

It's a pity that those people did not wait for the rebel army, but for the tyrant. Including Yanzhou, there were almost no prefectures and counties in the three prefectures that were not looted.

"Since ancient times, it has been the soldiers, not the people that have made things happen. Rewarding the army with the people has existed since ancient times. Not only are you average in martial arts, but you don't seem to have read many books..."

Yan Dongjun laughed dumbfounded, stopped talking, waved his hands and said:
"Pull it down and cut it."

"Yes!"

Just as the old man in black was about to respond, his expression suddenly changed. He only heard a sneer, and he fell into the air.

"Is it only martial arts that can kill people?!"

In the backyard, the air wave suddenly exploded.

Yan Dongjun stared at him, only to see Jiang Wu leaning his neck back and making a 'hum-ha' sound.

"Humph!"

"what!"

Two streams of gas, one white and one yellow, gushed out from between his mouth and nose, and blew over fiercely:
"Jiang Wu is the one who stabs the swallow thief!"

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