The First Cause of All Realms

"This Seven Profound Sect is so courageous?"

Looking at the file, Yang Yu was very surprised.

In Ming Dynasty, there is still a system of division of imperial clans, but by no means anyone in the clan can get the title of prince.

Four hundred years ago, after an imperial family calamity, it was difficult to seal a prince, and there were only nine princes in charge of a place.

Being able to be crowned a king represents extremely powerful strength.

For example, Henry Zhang, the king of Zhao of the West who is in charge of Linlong Dao, is one of the Twelve Martial Saints.

Because of its powerful strength, it is not only in charge of Linlong Dao, but also has the right to control the world's troops and horses during wartime.

King Longyuan is in charge of Longyuan Dao, and his strength may not be as good as that of the famous King Zhao of the West Palace, but he can't be too weak.

Dare to steal his treasure, this Qixuanmen is really daring.

Astonishment flashed in his heart, Yang Yu continued to look at the file.

Qixuanmen, located in Longyuan Road, Baizhou, is a great sect that has passed down for more than 400 years.

It is said that 400 years ago, the Qixuanmen followed the Great Ancestor of the Ming Dynasty to conquer the north and the south, and established the unification of the world. It is precisely because of this origin that, although its power has declined in the past 400 years, its position has always been stable.

Perhaps not as well-known as 'Hangkong Mountain', 'Jianjian Villa' and 'Lanke Temple', which are famous all over the world.

But it has to surpass many sects like Qingzhou Bailongxuan.

How could such a force be so unwise to steal the fine gold armor at the risk of ruining the sect?

"Could it be that the fine gold armor is more valuable than I thought?"

Yang Yu's heart became more and more doubtful, but it also gave birth to great curiosity.

He didn't believe that a major sect like Qixuanmen, which existed for more than 400 years, would cause such a catastrophe because of someone's thought.

Unless, the value of the adamantine armor is much higher than he imagined!

Continue reading.

On this volume of dossier, there are the lives and whereabouts of the descendants of the seven Xuanmen sect masters, elders, guests, and even ordinary disciples.

And in it, he also found ghosts and phantoms.

However, the records also ended more than a hundred years ago. It seems that this wicked martial art has really been lost.

"This file, is this the only one?"

Yang Yu frowned slightly.

Compared with the dossier he had read before, this dossier is indeed a bit simple and flimsy.

If that's the case, it would be underestimating the intelligence capabilities of Six Doors.

"For a more detailed file, I was transferred by the chief arrestor a few days ago, and I am temporarily not in the case room."

The old man replied softly.

"The chief catcher..."

Yang Yu's eyes flickered.

Fang Qidao, the general manager of Six Gates, naturally, he has never heard of it.

It's just that compared to Jin Yiwei's publicity, the chief catcher is too low-key, and there are very few rumors about it.

"I heard that everyone in the Seven Profound Sect has fled and fled, and the entire sect has been on the list of murderers. This is rare in these decades."

A middle-aged catcher with a dark yellow complexion walked over, asked the old Zhaotou for a file, and also chatted with Yang Prison.

"It's really rare."

Yang Prison glanced at him.

There are few catchers in the six doors, because every catcher must have the merit of arresting murderers every year.

The breath of this middle-aged man is not weaker than that of Tie Feng.

"A certain Lin Hanguang has seen Brother Yang."

The middle-aged catcher nodded slightly, as a courtesy:

"I just came out of the murder room. I heard that Brother Yang was reading the dossier of Qixuanmen. I couldn't help but talk. Please don't take offense."

"where?"

Yang Yu's heart moved, and he asked, "Could it be that Brother Lin has some knowledge of the Seven Profound Sect?"

"You know a thing or two."

Lin Hanguang said lightly:

"Although Qixuanmen once followed the Great Ancestor, but because the suzerain of that generation died in battle, he lost the "Hundred-step Flying Sword" of Zhenzong's martial arts.

The prestige is long gone, and this time when he committed a major case, I am afraid that he was forced to the extreme. "

"Hundred-step flying sword?"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.

He has also heard of legends similar to flying swords.

It is said that there is a top martial art in the Taoist sect, which can fly a sword thousands of miles away, and take people's heads with thought.

Even in the rumors, they are all top martial arts.

This Qixuanmen actually has such martial arts?

He was quite surprised in his heart, but he remembered yesterday's gray-robed man, with his ghostly movement, if he had martial arts like the Hundred-Step Flying Sword.

The world is so big that there is nowhere to go, no one can't be killed.

"This is your file."

The old man in the filing room threw a file to Lin Hanguang, and his attitude became a lot colder.

Lin Hanguang swept his eyes coldly, but didn't care much, turned around and left.

"Humph."

Old Zhao Tou snorted lightly, and when he saw him go away, he couldn't help but sneer:

"Yang Zhaotou, this Lin Hanguang is said to have met a man from the Seven Profound Sect when he was young, and he failed to become a teacher. He has all these years in his heart. If you want to deal with him, you'd better be careful."

Yang Prison looked funny.

Many of the six gates joined halfway through, which is a lot more chaotic than Jin Yiwei, who needs to know the bottom line.

This old Zhaotou was not happy because he was afraid that he didn't get the money.

Naturally, Yang Yu was too lazy to care about these trivial matters, and handed over two taels of silver to inquire about the 'Hundred-Step Flying Sword'.

This old Zhao Tou looks like a mediocre martial artist, but he has been able to guard the case library for many years, and the information is probably more well-informed than most of the six-door arresting heads.

He belongs to Tie Feng's mouth and is one of the few people he should befriend the most.

Yang Yu was wealthy and had just received ten years of salary, so naturally he was willing to give up a few taels of silver.

"Yang's head is really open."

After giving up the money, Lao Zhaotou's attitude was naturally very good.

After thinking for a while, he turned around and took out another ancient scroll, gently blowing off the dust on it, and said:

"The old man doesn't know whether the Hundred Step Flying Sword is a martial art or not, but there are some rumors that are not true or false. Yang Zhaotou will take a look."

"Thank you."

Yang Yu took the ancient scroll and flipped through it.

As the old Zhao Tou said, there are many unverified rumors in this ancient scroll.

For example, the sect master of Qixuanmen once used a hundred-step flying sword to take the head of an enemy general among thousands of troops, and even assassinated some of the most powerful enemies of the Great Ming Taizu.

There are even rumors that the Seven Profound Sect Sect Master can mobilize a hundred swords within a hundred paces. With a single thought, killing people is like mowing grass, and the power of one person can match thousands of troops and thousands of horses.

"I heard that this hundred-step flying sword is extremely difficult to practice. First of all, you have to find a sword that suits you the most, and train it with a special method. It is said that you need to use your own blood, which is also very evil."

Xu Shi was very satisfied with the harvest this time, and Old Zhao Tou said a lot more:

"Actually, it's more than a hundred-step flying sword? The strong men who used swords and soldiers in ancient times were often able to unite their soldiers and soldiers, and they were extremely fierce.

Maybe it was people at that time who spread the word based on falsehood. "

After reading this file silently, and thanking him, Yang Yu left the case room with a calm expression.

When he was out of the door, he let out a long breath of turbid air, and his heart was beating violently.

"Spirit of Armor..."

Yang Yu felt a little throbbing in his heart.

After 400 years, the rumors in the ancient scroll could not be refuted, but he was convinced of the psychic skills mentioned in it.

The three secret techniques contained in the fine gold armor have this thaumaturgy.

"The energy storage of the Cauldron of Gluttony will be accelerated again."

Yang Yu's face was a little sullen.

As he got more and more ingredients, he became more and more difficult to refine.

Even if he was swallowing iron broad beans day and night, it was difficult to meet his own needs, which had to give him a headache.

Maybe, really want to swallow gold?

With a long sigh in his heart, Yang Prison packed up his mood, turned around and went to the utility room, preparing to choose the Zhongcheng martial arts promised by Six Doors.

There are many types of martial arts in the world, but they can only be divided into three categories: upper, middle, and lower.

As strong as the 'Hundred-step Flying Sword', it is only ranked in the top, perhaps the superior also has strengths and weaknesses, Yang Yu is temporarily unknown.

But on him, apart from the 'Old Mother Wants to Convince Qilu', who is unknown in rank, there is only the Four Elephant Arrows, which is a middle-class martial art.

The armored room is located in the south corner of the six gates. Compared with the case room, it looks a lot deserted, but there are also a few people who are sparse.

Yang Prison came pacing, but there was a special guard at the entrance of the armored room, and the aura was very strong.

There was a reclining chair behind the door, a low old man with gray beard and less than four feet in length was lying on it, rocking gently.

Unlike Old Zhao Tou, this old man seemed to be loose, but Yang Yu smelled a dangerous aura.

"Bronze medal catcher?!"

The two guards were a little surprised.

crunch~

The old man on the rocking chair opened his eyes, and there was a dim light in his turbid eyes:

"Are you from Montenegro?"

"Montenegro, Yang Prison."

Yang Prison hands over.

The armored room was heavily guarded, and in addition to the three people on the bright side, he also noticed at least a dozen slight breathing sounds in the dark.

"It's not yet the weak crown, so lucky."

The old man sighed slightly and threw a booklet:

"The armored room is strictly forbidden to enter. There are some martial arts in this booklet, you can choose one of them..."

Good luck.

Yang Yu knew that this was not just the old man's idea. There were not a few people in the six doors who had similar ideas.

In their eyes, they just happened to encounter the Liansheng Sect rebellion, and also happened to encounter Sima Yang who went down the mountain to loot.

Yang Yu understood the thoughts of these people, but he didn't care too much, so he started to choose the book.

The book is very thin, but there are not many martial arts on it. Except for the lower martial arts, there are more than 20 middle martial arts.

It covers knives, spears, swords, halberds, fists, legs, fingers and palms, internal exercises and external exercises, etc. It can be said to be extremely comprehensive.

No sect in Qingzhou may be so comprehensive.

Only Yang Yu glanced at it, but frowned:

"Is that all?"

He doesn't know what the details of the six doors are, but this booklet is absolutely incomplete.

Because, the few martial arts that Tie Feng mentioned before are not on it.

"Really? That may be because the old man is wrong..."

The old man patted his head, and even said that he was confused, so he hurriedly changed an ancient scroll and handed it over.

Yang Yu glanced over coldly.

The martial arts in this book are quite detailed, but there is still no "random blade method" or "returning wind sword method" which is the most famous of the six doors.

There is also no internal refining of the 'Mirage Dragon Art'.

However, he sneered in his heart.

He didn't even think about choosing sword-like martial arts, and he didn't need to practice martial arts.

Immediately, he didn't do much entanglement, and directly chose to practice martial arts outside the 'Tongtou Iron Arms'.

He turned away without saying a word.

"You're young."

Some people can't help shaking their heads when they see this scene.

However, he understood that the half of Li was the most greedy, and he must have taken a fancy to the medicine pill that the kid received.

But this kid was so stubborn that he chose to leave outside the door.

"Mr. Li, this kid is already a bronze medalist at a young age, and I'm afraid there will be no limit in the future. Why would you offend him by killing him?"

Seeing Yang Prison leave, the two guards guarding the gate also shook their heads.

Yang Prison's name has been passed on at Six Doors for several months. Although some people don't believe it, it's not a crime to offend him.

"The old man has only two years to live, and he is still alive, so what is there to be afraid of?"

Halfway Li's eyes were slightly cold, but he sighed lightly:

"When young people are successful, they often get carried away. The old man grinds his temper for his own good!"

……

……

Living in Qingzhou is not easy.

With three hundred and forty taels of silver, Yang Yucai bought a small courtyard not far from the six doors.

According to the usual monthly salary, it would take ten years without food or drink, even if it was just a small courtyard.

Carrying all kinds of things he bought into the yard, the woman hired to clean it has also cleaned the yard.

After paying the money, Yang Prison closed the door.

"Half of Lee..."

Putting a full bag of iron broad beans in the room, Yang Yu's eyes sank slightly.

Unlike Old Zhao Tou, the moment he approached the armored room, he sensed the strong malice in this old guy.

With the strengthening of his five senses one by one, he became more sensitive to the outside world and seldom made mistakes.

The old guy is not well-meaning, not just wanting some benefits, there are definitely deeper reasons for it.

But he wasn't surprised either.

Whether it is in the court or in the rivers and lakes, in the end, the more you go up, the more people will benefit.

Unless he wants to live in the city of Heishan as a small yaman for the rest of his life, this is simply unavoidable.

"This is where people are in the arena..."

He let out a long sigh of turbid air and emptied his distracting thoughts. Yang Yu took off his fine iron bow, pulled it in a false way, and slowly let go.

If anyone is here, they can find it.

Every time he pulled the bow, down to the soles of his feet and five fingers, up to the spine, the dragon trembled violently, and even under the twitching of his tendons, his hair fell down again and again.

Ka Ka Ka ~

With the movement, the muscles and bones in his body rubbed together, and the sound of blood flowing became more and more intense.

As the inner breath wanders, the warm breath spreads upward from the crotch, waist, abdomen, shoulders, arms, and even the whole body.

In his feeling, it was like an iron coat covering his body.

With just two more steps, his iron crotch skill will reach its zenith.

This is also the reason why he chose 'Bronze Head and Iron Arms'. The iron crotch skill is about to be completed, but it is not enough to carry his strength.

External power is what he most urgently needs to solve at this time.

Swordsmanship, or internal training of qi, can actually slow things down a bit.

Phew!

Suck!

In the small room, Yang Prison drew his bow again and again.

Every time, he opened the full moon with his bow, and then let it go gently, so as not to let it make an empty sound, so as not to waste the power of the bow.

Sixiang Arrow is not only an archery technique, but also contains a very clever method of refining power. These days, once he is free, Yang Prison will draw the bow.

Familiar with bows and arrows is also toiling muscles.

This kind of action seems to be gentle, but it is actually much more effective than wanton swaying of strength on the martial arts field.

If he didn't have the strength of two tigers, even if he changed blood four times, he would be exhausted by drawing the bow ten times at most.

again and again.

I don't know how long it took before Yang Prison squandered all his energy into dressing up, and a strong sense of drowsiness flooded into his heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~ without rest, he swallowed the iron broad beans while performing a set of slow health-preserving fists. Retract force.

Wait until the physical strength recovers a little.

Just now, he sat down with his knees crossed, closed his eyes slightly, entered the cauldron of gluttony, and picked up the golden armor.

After refining the Nine Bulls and Two Tigers recipe again, the energy storage of the gluttonous cauldron had already fallen to the bottom. According to his estimation, it would take at least two months to fully store it.

No matter how curious he is about the things in this armor, he can only wait.

"The technique of refining fine gold, the technique of tempering armor, the technique of psychic armour..."

Yang Yu muttered to himself in his heart.

He was already certain in his heart that the grey-robed man must have come for this fine-gold armor.

The Qixuanmen had all members of the Seven Profound Sect on a wanted list because of the death of this armor. Naturally, they would not give up at such a huge price.

As long as you hold this armor, those people will definitely come to you again.

Swish!

Yang Yu opened his eyes and lifted off his wet clothes, revealing the fine gold armor sticking to the flesh.

The Cauldron of Gluttony has absorbed the essence of this armor, and its body is already tasteless to him.

Although fine gold is precious, firstly, he cannot cut it apart at this time, and secondly, once it is discovered, it will be in great danger.

Taking off his fine gold armor and holding it in his hands, Yang Yu's eyes flickered, and he muttered to himself:

"The 400-year-old sect will not disappoint me, will you?"