The first cause of all realms

Chapter 579 The upcoming attack...

boom!
The light of the arrow shot straight at the bullfight, swept away the wind and snow, and finally turned into spots of light all over the sky.

In the Liuhe Building, Li Daoren's eyes were slightly focused, and surprise flashed in his eyes:
"Dacheng, archery?!"

Among all kinds of martial arts, archery is the least and also the most difficult to cultivate. In the world of martial arts, there are very few strong men who are known for their archery.

But even in the Heavenly Wolf Dynasty, which highly valued archers, there are only a few who can practice a high-level archery to great success.

Less, but stronger!

Such a sharp archer's deterrent power on the battlefield is far from comparable to that of other great masters.

In the battle of Liuji Mountain 70 years ago, three martial saints roamed the battlefield. I don't know how many people lay down their corpses, but they really killed the most vicious one.

It is 'Tantai Tingping', the master archer of the Sirius Dynasty. According to legend, under the 'Sun Chasing Arrow' of his mastery, he has the lives of more than ten great masters.

He even took part in battles many times, relying on a magic bow and a Saibei goshawk to surround the Xuanjia Jingqi several times!

In the Battle of Liuji Mountain, he was the only Grandmaster who had faced the Xuanjia Jingqi and survived!
"Yang Prison..."

Amidst the uproar and boiling sound, Daoren Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked to the north through the wind and snow.

Faintly, he smelled an extremely familiar breath.

That is……

"Travel around the Liuxu..."

In the backyard of the Prince's Mansion, Yang Jue put down his long bow, and his heart was also rippling. He looked south at the Liuhe Building, and felt that familiar aura.

The same martial arts are attracted to each other.

Relying on this point, the man of truth, through the remaining breath on the human skin scroll, even deceived the old woman in the mountain, and sent out the indestructible golden body.

Yang Ju's practice today is naturally unable to do this, but the distance is only a few miles, and the visitor is not hiding it, so he can naturally notice it.

As soon as he thought about it, he remembered what he saw when he was refining the "traveling around the six virtual worlds", the old Taoist who sat quietly among the iron chains in the mountains and chanted scriptures.

Based on his understanding of martial arts at that time, he still couldn't see the root of a person, but now that he thinks about it, that seasoned martial arts is beyond imagination.

I'm afraid, not inferior to Li Baihu...

"Brother Yang, have you made a breakthrough?"

Qin Si came out from the next room, a little surprised and a little sad.

My brother Yang has climbed hundreds of feet, and he has progressed faster than himself...

"It's just a little gain, not a big breakthrough."

Putting away the Four Elephant Bow, Yang Jue let out a breath of turbid air, only to feel that the true energy in his body was flowing agilely, and he was more lively than before.

The breakthrough in archery may happen by accident, but the root cause is that his foundation is already solid enough.

The practice of archery, in addition to talent, is to practice more.

Compared with ordinary people, after going through the cauldron of gluttony, among the ingredients, he hardly needs to care about the consumption of physical strength and true energy.

After ten years of practicing arrows, the arrows shot are by no means inferior to those of others who have practiced hard day and night for ten years.

"I don't know when people will be able to 'get something'..."

The tone of the last four words was a lot more serious, and Qin Si was a little annoyed that his martial arts talent was really bad.

I still remember that when we first met, Yang Jue was no more than his level of blood exchange, but in just a few years, he was able to break through to the third level of foundation establishment.

As for Brother Yang, he has passed the five levels of foundation building, achieved success in the melting furnace of qi and blood, and forged a hundred scriptures.

Its strength is comparable to that of a great master.

This gap is so big that every time she thinks about it, she feels a little sad, how can she catch up...

"Naturally there will be such a day, and it won't be too long."

Yang Qiu smiled and comforted his sister.

And this is not just comfort.

Counting the previous ones, he has already refined the 'Wu Zang Guan' recipe seven times. Although he did not find ginseng fruit, he obtained a lot of spiritual energy.

After sitting and discussing Taoism many times with Taoist Taoists, Yang Jue naturally knows that even a great master who can enter the state of harmony between man and nature every day.

The spiritual qi that can be absorbed in a year does not exceed one hundred strands.

Those with less talent in martial arts like Daoist Yunni can only count up to ten or even tens of people a year.

In other words, what he gained from refining the Five Viscera Temple recipes seven times is already comparable to Taoist Yunni's daily hard work for more than [-] years.

And this still refers to the great master who can step into the realm of harmony between man and nature every day, and is one line away from a martial saint!
In fact, there are many great masters in this world who may not be able to meet the realm of harmony between man and nature for several years or more than ten years.

For them, a ray of spiritual energy may be more than ten years, decades of work!
Yang Qiu is far from opening the entrance, but this spiritual qi will not be wasted. After more than a year of nurturing, his bones, physique, and true energy have all made great progress.

The biggest benefit is that he has noticed the progress of his own supernatural powers, not only the 'Financial Forging Body' that has benefited the most, but also Tongyou.

The practice of Tongyou lies in the teasing of fate, however, spirit energy is the root of supernatural powers.

More importantly, after being nourished by spirit qi, he finally grasped the vein of advancing to the secluded world.

Good luck!

Tongyou is the supernatural power of "manipulating fate". Only by constantly teasing, changing, and controlling fate can one be able to upgrade the supernatural power.

"It's just cheating people."

Qin Si muttered, but didn't pay much attention to it.

On the wall of the courtyard, the man of truth poked his head out:

"A master comes here uninvited, do you go by yourself, or do you go with a veteran?"

"Don't bother the real person, just walk around once."

Yang Ju bowed slightly.

The threat from the imperial court has not really receded. The rumors of Emperor Qianheng's desire to conquest have spread all over the world. Nie Longtian has appeared many times in the past few months, which already proves that the rumors are true.

Under such circumstances, he naturally didn't want the old man to bother.

"Alright."

The old man nodded and didn't say much.

After comforting Qin Si, Yang Jue changed into his military uniform, put away the double-edged sword, and kicked back the big black dog who wanted to follow.

He left the palace alone.

Over the past year or so, his reputation has grown, and his every move has attracted attention. Although he doesn't care, he doesn't want to cause riots in the city.

In the past half a year, every time he went out, he had to change his attire.

The wind and snow are getting heavier, but there are many pedestrians on the long street. Many people are hoarding charcoal in case this winter is as long as last year.

Yang Jian walked past slowly and did not forget to inquire about the prices of several stores. Knowing that no one was hoarding, he didn't stay too long.

Slowly came to Liuhe Building.

In the Liuhe building, it was full of excitement, and there were all kinds of noisy discussions. On the second floor, Li Dao felt something in his heart and turned his eyes.

I saw a handsome young man approaching slowly, he is neither tall nor strong, wearing a close-fitting martial robe without any decorations.

He doesn't have the slightest martial spirit, but looks like a scholar who has read poetry and books.

He went straight to his seat, causing two middle-aged Taoists to exchange their eyebrows coldly, but before he could attack, he was already called out by Taoist Li:
"The king of the Northwest who has been talking about it all the way, why does he dare to be presumptuous now that he sees him?"

Northwest king? !

Daoren Li's voice was neither high nor low, but the expressions of the two middle-aged Taoists changed in horror, and they subconsciously stepped back a few steps, holding the long sword at their waists.

The Northwest King, of course, is not Henry Zhang.

A year has passed, and the shocking changes in the Northwest Road are almost known to everyone. How many people in the world who come and go don't know that the Northwest Road has changed hands?
Yang Ju didn't claim the title of king, but the Northwest King had already replaced the beheading knife and became his synonym among the people in the Jianghu.

Naturally, Yang Jue didn't care about the reaction of the two of them. He casually took the gourd and poured a glass of wine, but it was the monkey wine he brought with him:
"What's the old Taoist's name?"

"The lay family's surname is Li, and there is no Daoist name. It is fine for the prince to call him Daoren Li, and so is an old rascal."

Daoren Li grinned.

"The Taoist priest is really good at practicing, so good at practicing..."

Yang Jue's eyes froze, slightly moved.

This old man was shriveled and thin, and he seemed to fall down when the wind blows, but when he smiled slightly, it could be seen that his white teeth were as smooth as snow, waiting one by one.

There are as many as forty!

This is the symbol of the Dzogchen practiced in Buddhism. Yang Ju has seen it in his life, and the only one who has this appearance is the Buddha Yinyue who has seen it in the illusion of Wanxiang Mountain.

Afterwards, even Zen Master Xu Jing, who did not seem to be inferior in horizontal training, was still far from full.

And the old Taoist priest in front of him actually has the appearance of a master of Buddhism...

"Small means are not worthy of the prince's eyes."

Daoren Li took a deep breath, looked at the wine glass in Yang Jue's hand, his eyelids twitched slightly:
"This wine..."

Not only Li Daoren, a glass of monkey wine, Yang prison has not yet entered, has already attracted the attention of all the drinkers on the second floor.

"What kind of wine is this?"

After drinking the wine in the glass, he turned his palm over, and the wine gourd had disappeared from everyone's eyes. Yang Jue looked at the old man:

"Li Taoist, Li Taoist... In the past few decades, there seems to be no such person as an old Taoist priest in the Jianghu.

On the contrary, more than 100 years ago, there was a Huogong monk in Lanke Temple, who was hunted down for stealing relics, and then changed his name and surname, and worshiped under the door of Seven Killing Shrine..."

"It is said that it is Your Excellency?"

100 years ago? !
The group of drinkers who were attracted by the monkey wine couldn't help but gasp when they heard the words, even if they realized it later, they all realized that something was wrong.

The smarter ones have already slipped out of the door.

"It's been more than 100 years, I can't think of anyone still remembering the old way..."

Daoren Li let out a long sigh, his voice was full of memories, sadness, but also appreciation:

"Just from a name, you can tell the foundation of the old way. No wonder you will be the next master of the Seven Killing Palace..."

wow~
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar on the second floor. No matter how daring people were, their scalps felt numb and they didn't dare to stay any longer.

Even one or two of them, unable to bear the increasingly heavy and oppressive atmosphere, staggered downstairs.

"Oh?"

Yang Ju was shocked but remained calm, neither answered nor asked, just looked at this old guy who was nearly two hundred years old indifferently.

"The rule of the Seven Killing Shrine is that the strong are respected. Ma Longtu was killed by you because he was inferior to others. No one will seek revenge from you..."

The old man drank his tea slowly, and glanced over from the corner of his eye, which disappointed him a little. The person in front of him didn't show any emotion at all, on the contrary, he looked a little weird.

It is a habit of Yang prison for many years to judge people first.

This old Taoist has a strange treasure on his body, but it is obviously not enough to reach the eye of the sky. Before long, his fate has emerged.

And one of them made Yang Qiu couldn't help but think of the big black dog who should be having fun in the mansion right now...

【Huafa early birth】

Huafa, do you mean white hair?

　Well, good night everyone.This volume is coming to an end, so it’s going to be a little slower... There should be more, I’m not sure, so don’t scold me if I don’t...

　
(End of this chapter)