The first cause of all realms

Chapter 550

a helping hand...

Yang Jue spun the wine glass, groaning silently.

Whether the Meteor Immortal Powder can have an effect on that old witch is still unknown, and even if it can have an effect...

These methods may threaten Wu Sheng, but it is obviously not enough to face the 3000-year-old monster.

However, in order to convince him, Feng Wushuang obviously prepared for a long time.

"The tide is coming..."

After reading the not-so-thin booklet page by page, Yang prison chewed in his heart.

In the brochure, he has heard of many things, or speculated about them, such as 'cannibalism to prolong life', but that old woman does not eat everyone...

The contemporary great saint of the Liansheng sect in front of me knows a lot more about the old woman than the sloppy Taoist.

Many of the records moved him even more.

"In the first year of Qianheng, my old mother was hungry and ate 'meat and poultry' on the [-]th and [-]rd. I collected the bones, and all the skeletons were shining brightly. It was clear that I was close to the Martial Saint..."

"I didn't collect this booklet alone, many of it was left by my predecessors. The birds in the book are pure warriors, while the beasts must have Dao fruits..."

Feng Wushuang lowered his eyes:
"A few days ago, Zhang Xuanba, King Zhao of the Western Mansion, broke into the mountains and plundered all the birds and beasts in the courtyard. Therefore, these days, she is extremely eager to 'eat blood'..."

"This old hag only eats fighters who are above Grand Masters, and priority is given to those who possess Dao fruit..."

Thinking in his mind, Yang Ju raised his brows. Under the bright moonlight, the girl in men's clothing pursed her lips, her heroic face was rarely heavy:
"It's up to people to make things up to the sky, and the tide is approaching. If you don't want her to wipe me out after leaving the customs, then you can only give it a go!"

While speaking, she held her head up:
"So what if there is no chance of winning? Waiting to be killed with nothing to do is not what warriors of my generation do. Even if she dies, this girl will have to lose all her old teeth!"

After thinking about it, Yang Yu said:
"If you want to kill her, I'm afraid it's not enough for you..."

"Ok?"

Feng Wushuang's eyes darkened slightly, but the eyes on the other side lit up again:
"Sunshot Dao Fruit, how do you get it?"

"I have my own way!"

Hearing these words, Feng Wushuang couldn't help but feel relieved.

Yang Prison was not the first foreign aid he sought, but it was the one he valued the most so far.

Not only does he have earth-shattering supernatural powers, but his martial arts talent is also the best in the world. Among the people she knows, he is the most likely peer to step through the threshold of martial arts.

Seeing that he agreed, she couldn't help being delighted, but before she mentioned the Sun Shooting Dao Fruit, what she said was another matter.

"Swallow blood?"

Yang Yue couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

There are only nine Great Elders in the church, but it doesn't mean that all the elders before the nine are dead...

This swallow blood is one of them.

According to Feng Wushuang's words, even that old hag would not bear to eat...

……

……

By the time Yang Qiu walks out of the 'ninth floor', there are already two little maids by his side, and at this moment, the sky will also light up.

Seeing him coming out, many scouts and spies who were watching from afar left quietly.

"Sir, do you want it?"

The girl in pink, Yingli'er, lowered her head slightly.

"No need."

Yang Yu didn't take it seriously.

His arrival was naturally beyond the expectation of the gentry of the big families in the city, and there were more than one or two families watching him at this moment.

"You want to confuse them?"

This night, Yu Lingxian's heart was very complicated, and he restrained himself a little at this moment, and asked guessingly.

"How do I care what they think of me?"

Yang Jue was playing with the 'Blood Escape Bead' he got from Ma Longtu. Compared with the gentry and nobles in the city, this precious bead that absorbs blood was more interesting to him.

The core of any magic weapon is the divine seed, which is Yang Yu's cognition of the legendary "magic weapon" and "magic weapon".

And this bead confirms this point.

【Blood Escape Pearl】

[Core: Divine Seed 'Blood Escape']

[It can purify different kinds of blood energy, and can accommodate the explosion of blood energy at critical moments. The greater the savings, the farther the distance can be escaped. The limit is 130 miles]

This orb is naturally far inferior to those miraculous magic weapons in the legend, but it is already precious enough for Yang Yu.

130 miles away, although he can't escape from the 'thousand-mile lock soul', but with the method of hiding form and energy, even if the martial sage is chasing him, he can avoid it with three-point certainty.

If you are in the range covered by the book of the underworld, you can even reach [-]% or [-]% of this certainty.

Of course, the Martial Saint he is really familiar with is Zhang Xuanba, the Zhao Wang of the Western Mansion who is about to break through in the illusion of Liuji Mountain...

When we got out of the ninth floor, the sky was about to light up, and smoke was rising from all over the city. The turmoil in the past three days made the aristocratic families very worried, but the ordinary people did not have much impact.

Except for some rotten Confucians, the vast majority of ordinary people don't care whether the big characters on the banner at the top of the city are 'Zhang' or 'Yang'.

If some food is distributed, they are more willing to be 'Yang'.

Walking slowly in the city, Yang Juan restrained his breath, and the two girls beside him also restrained. There was no snow for several days, although there was still snow in the city, but it was also bustling.

As soon as the sun came out, all kinds of breakfast shops opened their doors.

Yang prison eats a little from each stall, from this street to that street, until he walks to the place where the grain is opened.

In a catastrophic year, the only people who have no food and clothing are refugees, and those who are hungry and full are ordinary people. The Northwest Palace naturally has no shortage of food.

As the largest production area in Northwest Road, there are eight large granaries in the city. In order to deal with the siege of the city, the granaries are all full at the moment.

Even if it is opened to eat, it is enough for the people in the city to eat for more than a year.

There are tens of thousands of disaster victims, which is nothing.

However, relief is also particular, not just giving out food, and the big boss knows more about this than he does.

This wealthy businessman in the world seems to have a chamber of commerce in every big city. With one order, thousands of people, who have been educated and literate for a long time, have been summoned.

That's a big deal.

According to Yang Yu's knowledge, even in this Northwest Dao City, there are actually less than one in ten people who can read and write, and those who are proficient in counting are even more so!
And most of them are gentry and big families. If you put it on ordinary people, this number will be greatly reduced.

The reason why Xu Wenji is sought after by others is that he has dedicated his life to founding schools to provide education for poor disciples.

It was like this every year, every year, Jiazi passed away, and the number of people who recognized him as a teacher was beyond anyone's imagination.

You need to know that disciples have disciples and grandchildren, and disciples have disciples...

"Student..."

Looking at a large number of Confucian scholars walking out of the crowd and prostrating in front of him, Yang Yu really realized the importance of "disciple of Xu Wenji".

Even if he attacked fiercely, even if he was wanted behind his back, even if he suppressed the Northwest King in full view.

This group of people still prostrated themselves in front of them, unlike other Confucian scholars who scolded and reprimanded them, they respectfully called them teachers.

But what they worshiped was actually Xu Wenji.

"My lord..."

Suppressing the complicated emotions in his heart, Yang Jue raised his hand to help everyone.

As usual, use Tongyou to scan to gain insight into their lives, and then find out the best among them, and serve them and share the city's affairs.

He has done similar things more than once in the past few days, and he is already familiar with it.

Of course, he also picked out the hidden black sheep one by one, and Tong You urged him very frequently.

Without disturbing the relief team, Yang Qian got up and left, inspected eight granaries one after another, and then left slowly.

His appearance is a warning.

He warned those wealthy gentry in the city who were too late to deal with it for the time being, not to think about the granary. He believed that these smart people would not be stupid enough to anger him.

The four masters of Qingzhou dared to burn the granaries because Xu Wenji, who was confident in erasing the beginning and the end, acted according to the king's law, and could not touch them without evidence.

But Yang prison...

In the originally empty palace, many victims in ragged clothes lived in. They looked at everything around them nervously, trembling and cautiously.

A big pot was set up in each courtyard, making a temporary porridge shed.

Henry Zhang, who was trapped in a small courtyard, could not suppress the evil fire in his heart countless times when he smelled the smell coming from his mouth and nose.

His palace was actually occupied by this group of lowly species...

But after the anger, there was sadness again.

Three days passed, none of his subordinates, his descendants came to rescue him, this was a blow to him that couldn't be added.

In these years, he asked himself that he treated others well, and his descendants, no matter whether they were descended from the descendant or concubine, had never treated them badly.

however……

"Yang Prison..."

At a certain moment, Henry Zhang raised his head hoarsely, and the flushed eyes reflected Yang Yu who pushed the door and entered, with unwillingness and embarrassment:
"My Northwest Zhang family, could it be that you have already killed me?!"

"Kill?"

Yang Ju raised his eyebrows slightly, guessing what he was thinking, he could not help but sneer:

"Are you wondering why no one came to save you? In fact, it was not me who stopped you, but, there really was no one!"

"impossible!"

Henry Zhang's beard and hair were all stretched out, and his eyes were completely red. If he hadn't been blocked with all his orifices and all of his veins, he would probably explode again.

"If you want to blame, blame you for giving birth too much."

Yang prison replied.

What is the reason for the weak family relationship in the princely family?

Huge benefits are the first, and Henry Zhang is the second, he has too many children, hundreds of thousands of descendants, not to mention cultivating feelings, I am afraid that they may not remember all the names.

And because he was exposed to both rain and dew, many princes and grandchildren attacked each other in the past few decades, and the dog's brains were blown out.

There is deep hatred between each other, how can there be no resentment in the heart for this instigator?

"Too, too many."

Henry Zhang fell to the ground as if struck by lightning, and after a while, he raised his head:

"The old man can hand over the secret treasury to you, and give you all the property accumulated over the years, I just beg you, let the old man go!
The old man can swear to the sky that he will never step half a step on the Northwest Road in his life! "

Hearing this, Yang Jue was unmoved, and turned to say: "Do you still think that it was a coincidence that I left you in this yard?"

"Um?!"

Hearing these words, Henry Zhang's eyes flashed with horror uncontrollably: "Impossible! The old man killed all those who knew where the secret storehouse was.

How could you possibly know? ! "

He roared madly and rushed forward, but was pointed out by Yang Jue, and immediately, he was caught in the former's violent and ferocious eyes.

Yang Yu was familiar with the road, opened the mechanism in the courtyard, and opened the 'secret library' that Henry Zhang regarded as his life and wanted to trade.

　Continue to code, good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)