The first cause of all realms

Chapter 78 Superior Martial Arts (Part 2)

Chapter 78 Superior Martial Arts (Second Change)

In the lobby, Wei He talked a lot.

The tricks of changing blood, the skills of knife skills, and many places that need to be careful.

"Others, you can experience it slowly."

Like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, he told Yang Jue what he knew one by one, and finally, he handed a medicinal bath prescription to Yang Jue.

"This prescription has a medicated bath formula for one to five blood changes, just accept it."

Wei He sighed a little:

"When people are old, their eyesight is not good. I didn't see that you are so talented. Before, it delayed you a lot..."

His mood is complicated.

He has never married a wife and had children in his life, so naturally he has thought about picking someone with similar qualifications to inherit the mantle in these years.

At first, he preferred Hu Wan.

After Yang Jue came to prominence, he thought about passing on the mantle to Yang Jue.

But he never thought that his aptitude is unbelievably good, he has only been learning martial arts for two years, and he is no longer an opponent.

What else is this telling?
give it away...

"What did you say? The disciple is today, thanks to the master's teaching."

Yang Qiu took the prescription with both hands.

Martial arts do not depend on the number of blood changes to determine strength, but the level of blood changes determines the strength of blood and the level of internal and external martial arts.

For example, Iron Crotch Kungfu, which belongs to the subordinate martial arts, has only nine levels, but without three blood changes, even a genius in the sky will not be able to cultivate to the seventh level, let alone master it.

What's more, martial arts such as swords and swords, which Yang Ju originally thought would not be restricted, will also be restricted by the blood exchange level at a high level.

Just like Yuchilong's mighty divine palm, the level of blood exchange is not enough, and it is impossible to exert its true power at all.

In a sense, this medicated bath recipe is much more precious than martial arts.

Wei He gave this prescription to himself, which is regarded as recognizing himself as the successor of the mantle.

"You are very talented, but you should not underestimate the heroes of the world."

Wei He sternly said:
"Although Liu Wenpeng is as strong as a tiger, his only middle-class martial art 'Sixiang Arrow' is the archery technique to defend the enemy from the outside. Once he gets close to him, his combat power will be greatly reduced.

As for Yuchilong..."

Speaking of this, Wei He was also at a loss for words.

At this moment, he still couldn't figure out how Yang Jue could kill this master who had mastered the cultivation of the mighty God.

His mighty divine palm may not be as sharp as the 'Four Elephant Arrows', but he himself does not have the shortcomings of Liu Wenpeng, and he is even especially good at hand-to-hand combat.

"I understand what you said."

Seeing that Wei He was at a loss for words, Yang Jue was dumbfounded, but nodded seriously.

In that battle, although he killed Liu Wenpeng and Yu Chilong, the Four Elephant Arrows and the Dawei Divine Palm also brought him a huge threat, especially the former.

If he hadn't seen Liu Wenpeng shoot an arrow before, he would have been careful in his heart, he was afraid that he would be shot before he got close.

In his own opinion, neither of these two people has cultivated their middle school martial arts to the peak.

If not, I am afraid that the battle will be ten times more dangerous.

"So, what you need to consider is this 'Dao Fruit'."

Wei He's expression became serious:

"It's hot."

It's obvious that someone in one of the branches of the Liansheng Sect stationed in Shunde knows about 'Taoguo', and it's not a secret.

It's because I have been living in a small town for a long time that I have no news.

"Although it's hot, the price is also high."

Yang Jue held the purple gold gourd in his hands, his eyes glowed with a gloomy light:

"Selling it at a good price, I think it's not a big problem."

He is not an ordinary boy who has been a man for two lifetimes, so of course he knows how tempting the words "becoming immortal" and "longevity" are.

And the more you are in a high position, the more so.

It is what is inferior to grass in the eyes of beggars, and peerless treasures in the eyes of emperors.

"Aren't you greedy for such a baby?"

Wei He's expression changed a few times, and he looked more squarely at Yang Yu.

He has lived for more than 70 years, and he can be regarded as a countless number of people.

But it was the first time he saw a mere sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who could balance gains and losses to such an extent that he was not greedy for treasures at all.

"It's better to raise the sand that can't be kept."

Yang Jue casually tossed the gourd to Wei He, and smiled casually:

"What price you can sell it depends on how old you are!"

Now that the cauldron of gluttony has contained its essence, he naturally doesn't want to keep such a useless and greedy thing in his hands.

Since it is useless, it is natural to find a good seller.

And in the whole world, what seller can compare to the one behind Jin Yiwei?

"Be careful!"

Seeing Yang Ju throwing it casually without paying any attention, Wei He was startled, holding it in both hands, with cold sweat streaming down his face.

Carefully putting away the things, the old man just wiped off his cold sweat:
"If something goes wrong with this thing, I'm afraid we will be in bad luck... Don't worry, the old man will sell you a good price!"

"Of course I don't worry if you keep doing things."

Yang Jue rummaged through the sundries, gold, silver, and goods beside him, and asked:

"How do we dispose of these things? Those in the inner city seem to have come to ask for them."

"Ask?"

Wei He sneered:
"Harvesting together, driving up food prices and medicinal materials, when people come from Qingzhou, they will all have to search their homes, and none of them will survive!"

Yang Yu nodded.

The laws of Ming Dynasty were strict, especially for unscrupulous officials and gentry.

"I have promised these things to several caravans and asked them to transport food and medicinal materials to Shunde Mansion and Qingzhou. The villagers have suffered too much losses in this rebellion..."

Wei He's complexion is not good:

"It can't quench my thirst from far away. I still have to return this batch of belongings to these families in exchange for some food..."

Montenegro has tens of thousands of households and a population of 10, not counting other villages.

If Lian Sheng taught him to do this, he wouldn't be able to regain his strength within ten years.

What is more urgent is now.

There is nothing to return to and nothing to eat in the twelfth lunar month of winter. If no one cares about it, something big will happen.

It was also for this reason that he stood up and made a harsh move on Lei Ting.

But he didn't say another deeper reason, he was in a hurry to deal with these things, and what he was guarding against were people from Qingzhou...

"You deal with it. If you need me to come forward, just let me know."

Yang Jue got a headache when he heard it.

Last time, the 200 people in the Shanzhai made them overwhelmed. There are more than 2 people in Heishan City. Letting him deal with it is really fatal.

"Let me go to appease you. You have seized half of the things here. If it is useful, just take it."

Hearing the commotion outside, old man Wei's face darkened, he patted the flying fish suit, and stepped out the door.

"This flying fish suit is very beautiful."

Glancing at the dusty clothes, Yang Jue was not without envy, but turned his head and looked at the debris piled up in the lobby.

The things that can be received by Wei He in the lobby are naturally screened.

"This is really a big gain..."

Yang Yu took a deep breath.

Although he felt the movement of the Gluttony Cauldron when he stepped into the lobby, his heartbeat still couldn't help speeding up after counting.

This is a full 26 ingredients!

"It turns out that it is not only martial arts that are recognized as ingredients by the gluttony cauldron..."

Yang Ju shook his head, but he wasn't too surprised.

After all, calligraphy and painting itself are the items that are most likely to retain the spirit of the predecessors, and swords and the like are the minority.

Of the 26 ingredients, only eleven were related to martial arts, and many of them were inferior martial arts such as martial arts and the method of persuasion in several major martial arts schools in the inner city.

Not much of real value.

The most precious ones are Guo Han's nine-section whip and Taoist Guan's iron sword. As for Yuchilong, he has no possessions on his body, and there is nothing left for his spirit in his palms.

But the group of Lian Shengjiao came here instead, so naturally they didn't bring many good things.

Except for the prescription of 'Yang Pill' and 'Yin Dan'.

"How precious is the prescription of blood-refining pills, but this recipe is so refined that it's disgusting..."

Yang Ju hesitated for a moment, but still put the prescription away.

Although he would not take this disgusting pill, maybe it will be useful in the future?
In the end, Yang Jue picked up Liu Wenpeng's big iron bow.

【Big Iron Bow】

[Grade: Good]

[Quality: Excellent (extreme)]

[Evaluation: Made of black iron and fine steel, with a deep arrow in hand, it can kill many enemies]

[Take it to get the middle-class archery 'Four Elephant Arrow']

[Note: The great achievement of the Four Elephant Arrow has a chance to realize the superior arrow method 'Heaven's Will Four Elephant Arrow']

[The Cauldron of Gluttony has insufficient energy storage and cannot be refined]

"Superior martial arts, heaven's will and four elephant arrows?"

Yang Jue was mixed with joy and surprise.

In Weihekou, there are only fourth-class martial arts in the world, and needless to say, there are only three categories that are really suitable for exchanging blood martial arts: high-level, middle-level, and low-level.

The difference between these three types of martial arts lies in the threshold.

The blood energy and internal energy accumulated in three blood exchanges are enough to practice Zhongcheng martial arts.

As for the superior martial arts, there seem to be few in Qingzhou, either in the hands of the imperial court, or in the sects that have been passed down for many years.

This Liu Wenpeng seems to have a different origin?
"Energy storage, energy storage..."

Putting aside his guesses, Yang Jue sat down cross-legged with a headache, while swallowing the iron broad beans, while flipping through the books he had found from everywhere.

Doubts flashed through my mind again.

In the previous Gluttony Dingding, there was no such thing as 'superior', 'medium' or 'lower'.

It seems that the words it shows are related to my own cognition of this world?

……

I didn't stay in the yamen lobby for long.

After Wei He finished handling the trivial matters, Yang Jue got up and said goodbye, and he didn't forget to take Li Eryi with him when he went out, and went outside the city.

Huhu~
The stern north wind carried pieces of paper money floating around.

On the mass graves outside the city, there were cries everywhere, many yamen servants were sweating profusely, and even more people were carrying the corpses with grief on their faces.

"Six thousand, 420 and three people..."

When Li Eryi talked about the number of casualties that night, he couldn't bear it.

After that night, some people lost their parents, some lost their wives and children, and some even lost their families.

At this moment, there are more people queuing up at the mass grave in Xishan than in the inner city.

awful!
That's horrible!
Even though Yang Qiu had seen too many dead people on the battlefield of Liuji Mountain, he still couldn't bear to watch any more when he heard the hissing and lung-piercing cries.

This is a simple tomb, only a simple stone tablet.

Wang Wu, who lost his arm, has been standing here for an unknown how long.

The two of Yang and prison didn't dare to disturb, they watched from a distance.

"Grandma's, the wind and sand blinded my eyes."

Rubbing the red eye circles with one arm, Wang Wu looked at Yang Yu and said in a deep voice:
"Boy, what are you thinking about?"

 Go have a meal, and then continue to code and write the third update.

 
(End of this chapter)

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