The first cause of all realms

Chapter 554 After today, everyone can rest easy! (make up for yesterday)
The level of fate rank represents a person's maximum achievement limit.

The number of destiny entries, to a certain extent, represents a person's potential. The more entries, the greater the possibility of reaching the upper limit of achievement.

This is not difficult to understand.

A person's highest achievement is the sum of all aspects, family background, martial arts...etc.

But it is different when it falls on a weapon. Whether it is a night magic knife, a dragon stick or a double-edged knife, the fate on it is more like a generalization of a certain characteristic.

A weapon is different from a human being. If there is no external force involved, it will only lead with the passage of time and will not grow again.

Therefore, the material of the weapon itself is also extremely important.

Therefore, the double-edged sword was broken once by the sloppy Taoist's sword finger, and once by the thousand-refined dragon stick.

"Qianlian, you should have eight lives..."

Yang Jue had two purposes at once, while beating with the heavy hammer, he was also thinking about the choice of eight lives.

He has obtained a lot of weapons along the way, and he has gained a lot of lives. How to choose a match still takes a lot of thinking.

call!
The bellows was pulled violently, and all the blacksmiths were already sweating profusely, but they still looked closely at the hammering weapon in front of them.

Since ancient times, the manufacture of superior weapons has been in the hands of a few people.

The Northwest Road is already considered a land of smelting iron and soldiers, and there are only a handful of weapons that can master a hundred-forged level weapon, let alone the one in front of us, which is very likely to be a thousand-level refined weapon.

"According to legend, the true magic weapon has a 'divine seed' inside..."

Amidst the smoke and fire, Yang Jue thought about it, but he couldn't help but think of 'fate belongs to Tanlang', which means that the divine species most suitable for this knife is Tanlang.

Even, his thoughts were flying, thinking of the two Dao fruits he had already acquired...

"Seven kills, breaking the army, corrupting wolves..."

……

……

Different from the barren Longyuan, there are mines and pastures in the Northwest Road, which is richer, and there are far more rich families in the Dao than in Longyuan.

There are as many as thirty people who can be named in the Northwest Dao City alone, and the eight most powerful are collectively called the Eight Northwest Clans.

The Xie family is one of them, and it has the tendency of being the largest family in the Northwest Road.

In front of the Xie Family Ancestral Hall, there was a surge of people. Hundreds of Dimai people gathered here to worship their ancestors. After the long process, most of the people dispersed.

Only a few ethnic groups left behind.

In the dark and gloomy ancestral hall, after offering incense one by one, a group of elders looked at the old man wiping the ancestral tablet.

It was an old man of extremely long stature and excellent appearance. He looked about seventy, but in fact, he was nearly ninety years old.

It was Xie Hui, the head of the Xie clan.

"Back in the day, the ancestors of my Xie clan followed the Northwest King to this frontier land, and laid down this huge foundation with great difficulty.

From being a homeless person to now, the head of the eight Northwest Dao families does not rely on the blessing of God, but on the daring of generations of ancestors, throwing their heads and blood..."

Xie Hui wiped the ancestral tablet carefully, with a flat voice:
"Ancestors were far from the strength we have today, but in the face of complicated situations, they still dared to fight for the first place! Are we, the descendants, going to abandon our family business and flee without fighting?"

The calm and cold voice echoed in the ancestral hall, changing the expressions of all the clan elders.

"Brother, it's not that we have no guts, but that our ancestors are the most important. That Yang prison's methods are cruel and his martial arts are superb. If we fight him head-on, I'm afraid we have no chance of winning..."

A clan elder sighed and exhorted:

"This beast is alone, so it will definitely not occupy the Northwest Road. We will take the edge for a while, and we will still be the king of the Northwest..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, other clan elders also nodded in agreement, expressing their agreement.

Many of them watched the two battles on the long street and outside the city that day, and they really didn't have the slightest thought of contending with them.

Such peerless force is simply shocking!

"Do you think he will leave?"

Xie Hui sneered and shook his head:

"Look at what he did! In the past ten days, he captured the entire Zhang family, opened warehouses to help victims of the disaster, not to mention many familiar officials, and confiscated the military power of many generals...

Relief, government officials, law and order... Do you think he will really leave after one by one? "

"This……"

"But he has no foundation, and secondly, he is still wanted by the court. Could it be possible that he still wants to gain a foothold in this Northwest Road?"

"Is the patriarch worried too much? This person has offended the court. I'm afraid the master who came to capture him is already on his way?"

……

A group of clan elders looked at each other in blank dismay, a little shaken, but still somewhat lucky.

"Actually, everyone is clear in their hearts. It's just that they are afraid of the thief's martial arts and want to avoid it unconsciously..."

Everyone's thoughts, Xie Huidong is like watching the fire:

"Just ask yourself, don't say it is the present world, it is a peaceful year, where can I go when I leave this Northwest Road?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but startled.

"We are not refugees, not mud-legged people, but powerful families! We have been the top of the world for generations!
Wear brocade clothes, eat delicacies, and live a life of sitting on tens of thousands of hectares of land and whipping hundreds of slaves!This day, if you leave the Northwest Road, there will be no more! "

Xie Hui looked indifferent:

"That lowly kind who thinks he is strong in martial arts will come to uproot our roots. You can bear it, but the old man can't!"

quiet!
Hearing this, all the clan elders fell silent. Although they were still timid, they knew that they could no longer refute at this time.

"Brother dares to say that, think about it, do you have the confidence?"

The old man who was the first one seemed to think of something, so he asked carefully.

"Let's go, everyone, calculate the time, the guests, it's time to come!"

Xie Hui smiled and said nothing, swayed his long sleeves, and walked out of the ancestral hall.

The elders of the clan were worried and apprehensive, but they had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow. When they arrived at the backyard, they were surprised.

I saw a lot of people inside and outside the small courtyard, and at a glance, all the masters and guest officials of the family were there.

"Brother? (Patriarch)"

Only then did the elders of the Xie family realize that the head of the family had already made up his mind, but he couldn't help worrying.

As the head of the Eight Great Families in the Northwest, needless to say about the power of the clan, if there are no masters, they will not be able to protect such a huge foundation.

But that peerless master who can suppress even the Northwest King, if he loses...

"Everyone, let's talk in detail."

Xie Hui slightly bowed his hands in salute, motioned for the guards to guard the outside, and stepped into the small courtyard. The rest of the people were also silent and followed into the small courtyard.

It is separated by a wall, but there is a hole in the sky, only half of the small courtyard is on the top, and more than half is still underground, and the tunnel is extremely long!

"This tunnel..."

Looking at the candle flames from near to far, let alone the guests, even the elders of the Xie family were surprised.

Secret rooms and secret rooms are naturally no strangers to them, but this tunnel can't be seen for miles or tens of miles, and they don't know it?
"This tunnel was built by our ancestors. Only the patriarchs will know about it. It was originally dug out by our ancestors to guard against the Zhang family..."

Xie Hui casually explained.

This authenticity is not unique to the Xie family, but the tacit understanding shared by many big families who built the city with the Zhang family 400 years ago.

Walking slowly, after the long alleyway, it suddenly opened up in front of my eyes, underneath it was an underground palace with a huge space!

Under the bright candlelight, there are already people there, and at a glance, there are a lot of people!

"Thank you brother!"

Seeing Xie's people, the people in the underground palace stood up to greet them.

The elders of the clan were shocked, these people were actually masters from other big clans, and there were many acquaintances at a glance!

"Not as fast as you guys."

Xie Hui smiled and cupped his hands, and moved forward.

The rest of the patriarchs also stepped forward one after another, and the masters of the various families understood and retreated.

"It's about the rise and fall of the family, the death of the clan, how can you be unhappy, how dare you be unhappy?"

The patriarch of the Wang clan is a thin old man with a bookish air. He once served as the governor of Xingzhou and has a wide network of contacts.

"The last time we came here, it seems that it was Yan Dongjun's letter. At that time, we were still thinking about how to carve up the Zhang family. Unexpectedly, the Zhang family has fallen in a blink of an eye, and we are in danger..."

The one who sighed was the Patriarch of the Jiang family, with boredom on his rough face:

"Hateful, hateful, hateful!"

"Don't look at Brother Jiang's attitude. Wei knows that, in ten days, he visited the house three times, but he didn't see the executioner."

The Patriarch of the Wei family pretended to mock:

"I heard that you went to the blacksmith's shop in the east of the city, and you were frightened by someone's 'Heavenly Dragon', and fled back home?"

"Old man!"

The head of the Jiang family was furious.

"Old things at both ends of the snake mouse!"

The Patriarch of the Wei family refused to budge.

Seeing that the two were at war, the other Patriarchs had no choice but to reconcile, but the atmosphere became a bit heavy and weird.

"Originally, seven days ago, Xie was going to invite you all to come here for a while, but at that time, you were lucky and thought about giving up some property and sending some women to befriend that man..."

Xie Hui swept across the crowd, a kind of Patriarch's eyes dodged.

He knew very well that besides him, the majestic Patriarch of the Wei family had secretly visited Yang prison with a heavy gift a few days ago...

"But now, I think you are all lucky, right?"

"Thank you brother."

The head of the Jiang family sighed, and said seriously:

"It's not that my little brother has no guts, it's because his martial arts are too high. We will be encircled by the eight families, and I'm afraid he is far from his opponent..."

For ordinary warriors, and even some officials and gentry families, they don't really understand the gap between warriors.

For them, it seems that there is no difference between a grandmaster, a great master, and a great success in exchanging blood.

But how could they not know the gap?
It's a pity that all of their courtships have come to nothing. That person will not let them go...

"We alone are not enough."

Xie Hui nodded, met everyone's gaze, smiled slightly, and said:
"Mr. Feng, why don't you come out and see me?"

Mr. Feng? !

Several people present were startled for a moment, then their expressions changed, and a young man with an obviously feminine appearance and excellent appearance came out holding a fan.

"You are, Feng Jinhuang, the master of Taoism in Henry Zhang's mansion?"

Seeing someone coming, everyone became agitated, several Patriarchs looked at each other, recognized him, and felt a little nervous.

"Lian Sheng teaches..."

"This Mr. Feng is a very important person in the Liansheng Sect! He came to the Northwest just to relieve the suffering of the people!"

"Relieve my trouble of waiting!"

Hearing Xie Hui's voice, all the masters in the underground palace looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Thank you, you, you..."

The expressions of the several Patriarchs changed several times.

As the largest religion in the world, the Liansheng Sect is so powerful that even the imperial court cannot publicly arrest them. However, the reputation of this sect is too disreputable.

For them, it is no better than the wanted criminal who opened a warehouse in the city to help...

"Hehe~"

Under the candlelight, Feng Jinhuang covered her face with a fan and seemed to be smiling:
"Feng is here only to solve your difficulties, and will not force you to join the religion. Please rest assured..."

Hearing these words, although everyone was still worried, their faces calmed down.

No matter how they feel about Lianshengjiao, at least at this moment, they have no choice...

only……

"This Mr. Feng's aura is indeed stronger than mine, but, presumably, he hasn't touched the threshold of 'Grand Master' yet?"

Suspicion flashed in Jiang's eyes, and he said in a deep voice:
"May I ask what method Mr. Feng has to solve our difficulties?"

"That's right, Mr. Feng still has a long way to go before reaching the threshold of the Grand Master. But..."

Feng Jinhuang was still smiling. Facing the suspicious and fearful gazes of the big family masters, she smiled slightly and pointed at the darkness:
"The one who is traveling with Feng is a great master who ranks at the top of the mountain and river list. It is expected that it will be enough for everyone to sleep peacefully in the future..."

Ranked at the forefront of the mountain and river list? !

Hearing these words, everyone's expressions changed, Xie Hui was also shocked, his heart was determined, and he couldn't help but follow.

But at this glance, the huge underground palace seemed to be frozen by the cold current, and fell into a deathly silence for a while.

da~
da da~
The sound of footsteps and drums sounded in everyone's hearts.

Amidst the horrified and horrified gazes, the man walked into the candlelight from the darkness, his black clothes moved without wind, and the long knife that was not sheathed was also clanging.

he……

"Yang, Yang..."

"Yang Prison!"

　The condition is very good today, at least three more!
　
(End of this chapter)