The first cause of all realms

Chapter 793 Intent to the extreme of 6 levels, Xuanba's road back then!

Chapter 793 The ultimate goal of the six levels, Xuan Ba's road back then!
"..."

Qi Changfa fell silent. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was better to say that this man was confident or arrogant...

In the past 20 years, the person in front of me has certainly become famous, and has the reputation of being the best in martial arts in the world.

But Tie Hengliu is no ordinary person.

He has dominated East Vietnam for dozens of years. He has become a martial sage and ten capitals, and he also took over the South China Sea islands. His power is almost as powerful as the current imperial court.

Even with this person's unparalleled force, it is unlikely that he will give up such a precious dao fruit, right?
"Three years, it's just a snap of the fingers, sir, whether you believe it or not, you will soon see the result."

Yang Jue smiled slightly, and put away the Taibai Jingjin.

He knew more or less what Qi Changfa was thinking, but he didn't care much about it.

The world's number one craftsman in charge of "Divine Craftsmanship" has been immersed in the research of creation for many years, and he is not very clear about many things.

To him, the Ghost Ax is so precious that it surpasses everything in the world, and he would devote everything to it, but to others except him, it is just a Dao fruit.

A dao fruit that no one can recognize as its master, precious and precious, and tasteless.

Tie Hengliu is a hero in the world, he naturally knows how to choose which is more important.

However, that would have to wait for him to eliminate his threat first...

"Since the prince said so, Qi is not an unreasonable person... Forget it, three years, just three years."

Qi Changfa finally nodded:

"As it happens, Qi's research on the 'Tianhe Lingluo' has also reached a critical point. Within three years, there may be a breakthrough..."

This may be the reason why he didn't rush to leave the Northwest Road...

"Within three years, will there be results?"

Yang Yu was a little surprised.

What Tianhe is, of course he knows, Qin Si will not hide anything from him, he got that Tianhe five or six years ago.

And that was the reason why he valued Qi Changfa so much.

For other people in this world, it seems to be just a strange thing that helps people perceive the information left by the predecessors in the void, and assists others to enter the realm of harmony between man and nature. Night Tale.

But to him, Tianhe is nothing, but that 'Lingluo' is really an epoch-making great creation!

"If the prince is interested, why not go and see it together?"

Mentioning this, Qi Changfa couldn't help smiling.

"So wish!"

Yang prison has nothing to do with it.

Zhang Xuanyi was not the most extravagant prince among the princes of the Ming Dynasty, but the northwest palace occupied a huge area, otherwise, it would not be able to accommodate his thousands of sons, tens of thousands of family members and even more servants.

Naturally, Yang prison couldn't live in such a big place. In fact, the backyard where he and his family lived only had three or five entrances, including a front hall and three backyards.

In addition, the entire palace was divided into nine pieces by him, and distributed to the Ministry of Justice, Supervision Division, Demon Slayer Division, Tiangong Institute, Yangdan Building, City Affairs Office and other institutions.

Among them, Tiangongyuan does not occupy the largest area, but there are thousands of acres in front and back, thousands of houses in it, and many flat lands for others to burn their bodies and experiment with dangerous creations such as thunderbolts and fireballs.

Inside the Tiangongyuan, there are densely packed roads, like blood vessels, transporting many materials in circulation.

The courtyard where Qi Changfa is located, behind a square, originally had hundreds of houses, but they were demolished one by one, leaving only a dozen or so for living.

Along the way, Qi Changfa was introducing him to the creations he had built in the northwest over the years.

In addition to the improved Thunderbolt Thunderbolt, God Arm Crossbow, Round Light Mirror, new armor, etc., the armored car is the most numerous.

"This armored chariot is made of iron and supported by wood. The core is the 'power storage talisman' carved on the black iron by Daoist Yun Ni. This talisman has no other purpose, only a way to store power. After Qi's improvement, it can Store your blood energy and use it to drive the armored vehicle..."

Qi Changfa is not a talkative person, but when it comes to this, he talks endlessly and is full of interest.

Yang prison is very familiar with the armored car, and he is not very surprised. Over the years, the construction of the road has never stopped near the northwest road city, and it is the core of the work-for-relief.

Pulling Yang Yu, Qi Changfa was very excited: "It is somewhat inconvenient for warriors to operate armored vehicles. If ordinary people can control them, it will be of great merit."

"That's the case, but it's not necessary."

Unexpectedly, Yang Jue couldn't help shaking his head when he listened:
"Since ancient times, there have been sayings that chivalrous people use martial arts to violate the prohibition, why? It's nothing more than a person who practices martial arts, and he can do very little business. Apart from martial arts, escort agencies, military service, and courtyard guards, what else is there?
There will be chaos if there is no place to use it. After all, no warrior will cause chaos because of hunger..."

"what?"

Qi Changfa was taken aback, this was a category he had never thought of:

"What does the lord mean, are you deliberately leaving the control of the armored vehicle to the warriors?"

"This is Senior Brother Wang's suggestion. Of course, it's just a suggestion."

Yang prison responded casually.

In these years, Wang Muzhi has never been to Northwest Road City, but his letters are enough to fill ten small courtyards.

However, not all suggestions are accepted by him.

"It's not impossible..."

Although he was a little regretful, Qi Changfa still nodded his head. During those years in the court, he had already learned how to deal with the errands of his superiors.

If he really didn't know how to adapt, he wouldn't be able to be the head of Tiangong Academy for so many years.

He didn't like it, but in order to achieve his goal, he was willing to bow his head.

Qi Changfa's small courtyard is full of all kinds of sundries, but the inside of the house is spotless and tidy.

Pieces of dark red and black, boxy, and thick as iron ingots are neatly arranged, as if the bookshelves seem to fill the entire room.

"These are all 'Tianhe'?"

Yang Ju raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately realized something was wrong:
"These are just shells..."

"My lord has good eyesight."

Qi Changfa nodded, not without regret:

"The core of Tianhe is the 'Decree of Liansheng's Old Mother and Jijiruyi'. Without that decree, it is impossible to absorb inspiration on its own. Otherwise, Qi would not have to be cheeky to buy the 'Tianhe' given to the princess again." came back……"

"It's a pity that the decree was created by the old hag herself. Others don't have this ability..."

Touching those pieces of 'Tianhe', Yang Qiu was not without regrets.

"However, in recent years, the spiritual energy in the palace has become more and more intense. Taking that Tianhe as a guide, these Tianhes are barely usable..."

While talking, Qi Changfa casually took a piece and handed it to Yang Qiu, and took a piece himself.

And his voice was also being transmitted from the piece in Yang Yu's hand.

"what?"

Yang Jue's eyes moved.

His perception is so keen, the moment Qi Changfa opened his mouth, he already felt the vibration of spirit energy in the void.

This sound was transmitted through the vibration of spirit energy.

"Unfortunately, it is only limited to the palace. If you want to use it outside the palace, you need another piece of 'Jiji Ruyi Decree'..."

Speaking of this, Qi Changfa couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed:
"After all, there is a lack of supernatural powers. If it can be synthesized, don't talk about this 'law', even if it is something that doesn't exist in the world, Qi can still 'fabricate' it!"

"At that time, it will be more than just a two-to-two dialogue. Depending on the special nature of the spirit, it may not be impossible to 'transmit everything' and 'teleport out of thin air'..."

Qi Changfa's thinking is a little divergent.

Yang prison didn't bother him, but quietly left the house to go to other divisions and departments. On the way, he was thinking whether he should go to Dongyue first.

With Goshawk's current extreme speed, he can travel [-] a day and [-] nights, and he can go back and forth in five months at most.

Qi Changfa's words moved him a little.

If you can 'fabricate' even the things you imagine, there are many, many things in your imagination...

Hands-off shopkeeper, is not as easy to do as imagined.

Even if Yang Jue vigorously delegated power to such an extent that many officials in the palace were terrified, it was impossible for him to do nothing.

Especially, things that only he can do.

After leaving Tiangongyuan, Yang Qian went to other departments and divisions along the way, and finally stopped in front of the 'Yangdan Building'.

The strong smoke of gunpowder and the fragrance of medicine mixed with the nostrils. Today, there are thousands of apprentices in Yangdanlou, all of whom are from good families in the Northwest Daocheng.

Alchemy has been kept secret throughout the dynasties, and alchemists who master alchemy skills will not easily accept disciples.

To learn how to cook among the people, it usually takes three years as a helper, three years of inspection, and three years of apprenticeship before it can be gradually taught, let alone alchemy.

But this did not restrict Yang prison.

He even imparted his own will of heaven, not to mention his sect views. As early as when he bet with Qin Lihu, he ordered the alchemists in the alchemy building to recruit more disciples.

At first, they disagreed, but after he took out a large number of pill formulas one after another, he let go.

And until Yang Juan's "touching stone into gold" seemed to be "turning" the most common elixir into a "small pill for changing blood", no one objected anymore.

Up to now, Yangdan building can produce thousands of pills for nourishing qi, nourishing blood, and nourishing yuan every day, and hundreds of small pills for blood exchange.

And this is still limited by the lack of medicinal materials, otherwise it can be multiplied several times.

In the Pill Raising Building, Yang Jue counted many elixirs and their effects, and finally refined a batch of the most common blood-enriching elixirs into a 'Little Blood-changing Pill' under the eyes of many alchemists who were eager to see through and couldn't understand.

After that, he drifted away.

【Blood Exchange Pill】

【One white and one gray】

【Nourishing qi and strengthening blood (white), weak blood and qi (gray)】

A dusty elixir circulated between Yang Yu's fingers, and in the depths of his eyes, there seemed to be an afterimage of a purple gold gourd flashing past.

brush!
In less than a moment, this dusty pill was covered by a layer of red light, its size remained the same, but the fragrance of the medicine wafted out from its nostrils.

【Blood Exchange Pill】

【Quality: Top】

【one green and one green】

【Consolidate the foundation and cultivate the essence (light green), qi and blood like an elephant (dark green)】

"Divine Ability..."

Holding this elixir, even though merging lives countless times and creating elixirs countless times, Yang Jue still felt rippling in his heart, and he couldn't calm down.

The changes in the sky are not just the natural disasters that have happened one after another over the years, it is not just that there are a few more Taoist ghosts in the world, and there are more lonely and wild ghosts in the world.

Changes in the sky have all aspects, and the master of supernatural powers is also one of them.

A blood-changing pill requires 420 or three kinds of medicinal materials, which are grown all over the world. To refine one furnace, ten people need to burn the fire day and night. It takes half a day to produce one furnace, and there may not be three in one furnace.

Its high value is self-evident.

Back then when he made a great contribution to recover the fine gold armor, Yu Fengxian gave him ten pieces, but that was just a low-rank blood-changing pill.

But at this moment, with a single thought, an ordinary pill that only needs to be boiled with three kinds of ordinary medicinal materials, turned into a top-notch blood-changing pill.

This is the power of supernatural powers.

Snapped!
Yang Ju flicked his fingers, and a white shadow jumped up with lightning speed and swallowed the rations.

Similar elixir, Baigou takes one pill every three months, and it has been uninterrupted for ten years.

The white dog landed on the ground, making a coquettish 'beep' sound from its mouth.

"No, get out!"

Yang Jue cursed with a smile, and kicked the cute old dog back to the backyard: "Go and watch those two little guys."

The backyard is connected to a small martial arts arena. It is still a little guy who doesn't look very big, and the dog is running wildly, roaring back and forth.

Five years later, this little guy who was born with ten purple lives, destined to be the number one god of mountains and seas, became more and more miraculous.

The spirit-gathering physique has also exerted a great effect, the huge palace, the richness of spirit qi is ten times that of the outside of the palace.

Even the entire Northwest Dao City, together with the nearby land of a hundred miles, is much richer than that in the distance.

"After four or five years of reading, my younger brother is much more sensible than in previous years. Maybe it's time to teach him martial arts?"

This thought flashed across Yang Ju's mind.

Born with ten purple lives, this little guy's heels needless to say, practicing martial arts is to vent his exuberant energy.

Thoughts moved in his heart, but he was not eager to go now. After stopping for a while, Yang Qian turned around and returned to the small courtyard.

In the small courtyard, there was the sound of the wind whistling, as if someone was exhaling for a long time, but looking at it with the naked eye, there was nothing there.

That is Shingon Taoist, practicing martial arts.

"call!"

"Suck!"

In the small courtyard, the old Taoist slowly pushed his fists and kicks. His speed was very slow, but the airflow in the entire small courtyard moved with his fists and kicks.

Sometimes east, sometimes west, bursts of air waves are set off, slapping on the wall, and there are bursts of roar.

After closing the courtyard door, Yang Qiu didn't step forward, but just watched quietly.

There is no physical body, but one can still practice martial arts. If it is spread, it will make anyone dumbfounded.

"call!"

After a long time, the old Taoist stopped his movements and exhaled his breath as before, and his figure also moved with this breath.

hum!
In a trance, Yang Ju could only feel that the light and shadow intertwined in front of his eyes. Under his gaze, the figure of the old Taoist turned into a sprig of green pine!
Click!

But just for a moment, the pine tree cracked, and the man of truth fell out.

"It's intentional, but it's hard to take form! No wonder Xuan Ba ​​compares 'from emptiness to reality' to 'six stages of building a foundation'..."

The old man sighed:
"Without the meat shell, walking is difficult, difficult, difficult, difficult!"

"It took more than ten years for Prince Zhao to take this step. You have a long life, so why rush?"

Hearing Yang Yu's comfort, the old man couldn't help but glance at him:
"Tendons, skin, bones, viscera, marrow, brain, these six steps, are you afraid that you will be finished?"

"How can it be so easy? Zhao Wangye seemed to be stuck in the level of 'transforming the marrow and imitating the brain' back then, without his experience as an old man..."

While speaking, Yang Ju flicked his fingertips, and a drop of blood fell to the ground with the wind, and rolled on the spot while the voice was wafting.

It grows against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it has turned into an armored shadow:

"I'm also stuck at this step..."

 Good night……

 
(End of this chapter)

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