The first cause of all realms

Chapter 93
Huhu~
The cold wind comes slowly from Nanshan, rolling up patches of snow, making it more and more bleak.

A group of people came on snow.

These people walked vigorously, tall and straight, some wore black martial arts robes, or tight-fitting long robes, all of them had swords on their bodies, and their breath was condensed and cold.

The person in front of the head is eight feet tall, with starry eyes and wide face, the cold wind blows up the silver-white flying fish suit as he steps, and the embroidered spring knife is looming.

"Master Baihu, this kid really wants it! This hand is as dark as yours."

A group of people walked up and down, looking at the bloody Dulong Town, they were all amazed, and a handsome young man said jokingly.

"Lin An, is your skin itchy?"

Cao Jinlie held down the Xiuchun knife and cursed with a smile, but he was also a little surprised:

"A legacy of the sea! Little Heishan County, there are such talents? Not bad, not bad. Our Commander-in-Chief can be regarded as reliable once!"

"My Commander..."

Several guards in Jinyi trembled when they heard the words, with wry smiles on their faces.

There are 27 commanders in Daming Nine Dao, but none of them are more unreliable than this one.

"God knows where my lord is now?"

Lin An looked worried:

"Yu Lingxian from the Liansheng Sect, Duan Fei from Changliu Mountain, Yulong Sanren from Bailongxuan, Wang Jianhao from the Nanling Sword Sect, An Pingfei from the Qingzhou Army...

These are all good players, I'm afraid I'm not capable enough to do it by myself. "

"With the Great Cloud Eagle, apart from Yu Lingxian, how can the rest of us keep up with our lord?"

As Cao Jinlie said that, he felt very unhappy.

Along the way, they did not know how many good horses ran to death, did not keep up, and even ran in a panic.

"I hope that my lord can securely obtain that dao fruit~"

Lin An shook his head.

"Forget it, let's keep up, I'm afraid it won't be of much help, so it's better to meet our little colleague."

Someone suggested.

After losing Yu Fengxian, they turned back all the way, and it took a long time to catch up with this new colleague.

"The way I see it, we're not busy for now."

Lin An glanced at the trembling prison car beside the road, and said softly:

"This kid killed the people in Dulongzhai, and I'm afraid Sima Yang will not let it go. Why don't we see how this little colleague will deal with it?"

The rest of Jinyiwei looked at each other, and they were all moved.

"Nonsense! Where does Jin Yiwei have such rules? If the commander finds out, I'm afraid they want to take your skin off."

Cao Jinlie glared at them, then shook his head:

"Furthermore, do you really think that our little colleague is so reckless?"

"What do Master Baihu think?"

Lin An was slightly taken aback:
"Is this kid waiting for us?"

"A boy who was born as a beggar and has been in the market for many years, how can he be so reckless? I'm afraid he has been waiting for us to come..."

Cao Jinlie smiled faintly:
"Let's go, meet our little colleague!"

……

……

Dulong Town is not big, but it has all kinds of internal organs, all kinds of shops, and there is no shortage of blacksmith shops.

And because of making weapons and even hidden weapons all the year round, the technology is much better than the blacksmith shop in Montenegro.

After eating and drinking, Yang Jue came to the blacksmith's shop with the long sword in hand.

"This sword is indeed forged from black iron, but there is not enough black iron, so it can be regarded as a black iron sword."

Amidst the strong smoke and fire, the blacksmith, who was half naked from the upper body, replied respectfully.

He had also heard about the battle during the day, and the sudden visit of this murderer caught him by surprise.

"One practice?"

Yang prison's heart moved.

Before that, at most, he had been exposed to swords forged from iron, and the only ones related to black iron were Liu Wenpeng's arrows.

However, he naturally has some understanding of Xuantie. After all, his demand for gold and iron has no limit.

The price of black iron is expensive, there is a saying that one tael of black iron is ten taels of gold, and this price is naturally because it is rare and powerful.

"My lord, there has been a saying of one hundred forgings and one thousand refinements in black iron soldiers since ancient times. It is said that there is no limit to the forging of black iron soldiers, and their power is infinite."

The blacksmith replied respectfully.

Xuantie is a different kind of iron, which is very different from any golden number. It can transmit internal energy and blood energy, and it seems to have meridians, which can resonate with people.

It is the best raw material for weapons.

For one tempering, one piece of black iron will be consumed. The amount of black iron needed for hundreds of times of tempering is huge, but once it is forged, its power is also extremely tyrannical.

"There are not many black iron soldiers in the whole world that can withstand thousands of tempers, and most of them are handed down from ancient times. For example, the phoenix wings of King Zhao of the Western Mansion are gold-plated. I heard that it is the base material of black iron. become."

The blacksmith said, looking forward to it.

Naturally, he has also fought black iron weapons, but at best, they are only one-refined, and he has never seen one that has been ten-refined, let alone a magic weapon that has been refined for thousands of years.

"There are so many sayings, but I have learned a lot."

Yang Ju nodded and handed him the long sword:
"Melted it!"

"what?"

The blacksmith was taken aback, and quickly tried to persuade him: "It's not easy for black iron to become a soldier, so wouldn't it be a pity to melt it?"

"Hit a knife."

Yang Juan also handed over the butcher's knife.

Hu Wan is a rich man.

The whole body of this butcher knife is made of iron, and it is still heavy. It is the best weapon he has come into contact with before.

If not, he wouldn't be carrying such a broken butcher's knife.

As soon as the discussion of the matter was over, Yang Jian left the blacksmith's shop.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the deserted Dulong Town became more and more deserted. There were no people on the street, and only a few shops were open.

Yang Jian didn't bother too much, and returned to the original restaurant with the medicinal materials he had bought before.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was about to close the door, he stopped him and ordered him to serve a table of delicious dishes.

"This…"

The shopkeeper was holding the money, and his scalp was numb: "Master Yang, you order so many dishes, maybe 30 people will not be able to finish them?"

People who practice martial arts have a lot of food, so of course he who runs a shop knows it.

But this meal is too big.

Even thirty burly men opened their stomachs to eat until they died, and they probably couldn't finish it.

"Just do it, who said I ate it alone?"

Yang Jue waved off the shopkeeper.

He came to the second floor on his own, and sat down in the original position, the previous mess has been cleaned up.

Gong Yangjing, the chief escort of Ping An Escort, and other escorts were also eating. Seeing Yang Qian come in, several people shuddered subconsciously.

It was Gongyang Jing who raised his hand to say hello.

"You guys haven't left yet?"

Yang Yu was a little surprised.

He made such a big commotion today because everyone knew that something was going to happen next, and those who were able to leave should leave sooner or later.

The dart walker was most afraid of being involved in an accident, he thought these people had already left.

"To be honest, I am here to wait for Master Yang."

Gongyang Jing's expression turned positive:
"Brother Yang's martial arts are greatly admired by me, and I want to ask Master Yang to go on the road with us and take care of each other!

Although the Dulong Village has a lot of power, I am not afraid of their provocations. "

"You want to recruit me?"

Yang Ju was stunned, and was slightly dumb:

"Chief Escort, how many generations has Ping An Escort Agency been in operation?"

"Huh? The Ping An Escort Bureau was opened by my great-grandfather, and it has been handed down to me for four generations. In Qingzhou, there are very few people who don't sell our face."

Gongyang Jing is a little complacent.

He wanted to recruit Yang Qiu, so he liked his martial arts and temperament.

He still regretted being rejected before, and before leaving, he thought about recruiting him again.

"Your ancestor's martial arts must be very high."

Yang Yu sighed.

Although the level of martial arts can't be seen at a glance, it can also be seen from the appearance of energy.

Gongyangjing's martial arts are not weak, even stronger than Feng Sanyu, but he may not be the latter's opponent in a real fight, and he still counts on Dulongzhai to sell face.

That's really...

"That's natural. The head of the escort was also a well-known master on the Qingzhou Road. It's not that easy for ordinary people to enter my escort agency!"

Several guards couldn't understand Yang Yu's attitude very much, and their tone was somewhat mocking.

"Ms. Yang appreciates the kindness of the head of the bodyguard, but you guys should leave early."

At this time, the food and drink had already been served, and Yang Jian didn't say anything more.

"It's hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words."

Several escorts sneered again and again.

They really couldn't understand why the Chief Escort cared about this person. In their opinion, although this kid had high martial arts skills, he was still young.

Before easily killing those gangsters, half of them were really trash.

It's not obvious how amazing he is.

Gongyang Jing also sighed:

"Brother Yang's martial arts are not inferior to mine, and he can walk in the rivers and lakes, but it's really impossible without someone to help each other.

I still hope that you will think about it, my Ping An Escort can be regarded as a powerful force on the ground in Qingzhou..."

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a disdainful laugh came from downstairs:

"The dung beetle fell into the red mud, what kind of sugar-fried chestnuts are you pretending to be? When will your Ping An Escort be considered a powerful force in Qingzhou?"

"Dare to insult the head of the bodyguard? Who are you, how brave you are!"

Several escort heads were furious, and several swords were drawn out of their sheaths, full of murderous aura.

"you……"

The shouting stopped abruptly.

All the escort leaders froze in place, and the faces of those who drew their swords trembled:
"Fly, fly, fly fish suit!"

Da Da Da~
The crisp footsteps sounded like drums in the hearts of several people, and Gong Yangjing's expression became serious and fearful.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Not to mention Qingzhou, Jinyiwei is definitely one of the few big forces in the Daozhou of Ming Dynasty, and even in the borders of several other great dynasties.

Where can they offend?

"Huh~"

Cao Jinlie walked up to the second floor slowly, ignoring the stunned heads of the escorts, and looked at Yang Yu indifferently:
"I know you have a temper too, why would you allow these toads to blow their noses here?"

Yang Ju poured wine one by one, and didn't care:

"Is bragging illegal?"

"Uh…"

Cao Jinlie was startled, and then burst into laughter, and the guards in Jin Yi who came up after him also laughed, and the dignified atmosphere dissipated immediately.

"get out!"

Lin An glanced coldly, and several pretentious escort heads left in a hurry, looking embarrassed.

"I thought you were behind, but I didn't expect you to come like this."

Yang prison has a headache:

"I'm going to the six gates to report on my job..."

"What's the hindrance if everyone knows about it?"

Cao Jinlie sat down vigorously, raised his glass and drank it all, before letting out a sigh of relief:

"We are Jinyiwei!"

　It's hard to say, my chapter has been deleted, the starting point is poisonous, right?
　
(End of this chapter)