The First Cause of All Realms

"Um?"

Seeing Yang Yu, who had a very different attitude from before, the gray-robed man was slightly taken aback, and a warning sign appeared in his heart:

"Do you know who I am?"

"The Six Gates have all the information. It's impossible to hide such a big incident from the Seven Profound Gate. I want to guess your identity, and it's not difficult."

Yang Yu said lightly.

"Almost forgot that you are still the head of the six-door bronze medal."

The gray-robed man was slightly stunned, but a little surprised:

"Since you know who I am, it's really interesting that you don't go to inform the six doors, but wait for me by yourself."

"If you report to the six gates, I will only get some merits."

Yang Yu slowly got up and paced out the door:

"However, if you want to get adamantine armor, a ghostly figure is not enough!"

"Haha. This old man likes to deal with ambitious people the most. You kid is quite in line with this old man's temperament."

The grey-robed man laughed loudly when he heard the words:

"If you dare to come, I can give you anything you want!"

Phew!

While speaking, the man turned around and jumped into the darkness.

Yang Yu squeezed the sounding arrow in his arms and chased after him, but his movement was extremely heavy, and he accidentally stepped on a lot of tiles in the neighbor's house.

Huhu!

The strong wind blew his face, Yang Prison ran wildly, and the night scene on both sides quickly pulled away.

His wind-chasing step has been cultivated to the highest level, but his rank is quite low, and he is not considered high in the inferior martial arts, even if he has the strong physical strength of the rib and qiu tendons.

Can't keep up with the ghostly grey-robed man.

"Is this the superior martial arts..."

The gray-robed man's movements were reflected in his shimmering eyes.

His movements are very small, every time he just taps his toes lightly, but he can skim as much as dozens of feet. At first glance, it really seems to be walking against the wind.

Obviously there is room for it, but Yang Yu is a little behind.

He thought to himself that even if he burst out with all his strength, he would not be able to catch up with the gray-robed man by burning blood and energizing gas.

But he also knew.

Even in the superior light exercise, this ghostly figure is not ordinary, if not, it is impossible for him to get rid of Long Yuanwei.

Although Long Yuanwei is not as well-known as the world-famous violent institutions such as Jinyiwei and Liufangmen, but the latter two are scattered throughout the country, and Longyuandao alone is better than the former.

Phew!

Phew!

With the cold wind blowing, Yang Prison slowly stopped, and the long run made his whole body steamy.

A hundred feet away, the gray-robed man seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"This kind of muscle and bone talent really makes this old man envious."

The man in gray robe stood on the top of the tree, his eyes darkened.

For more than ten days, although he was dealing with Long Yuanwei's pursuit, he also investigated this kid clearly.

Yes, he is very clear.

This kid who was born in a small town in the frontier of Qingzhou has no famous teacher to guide him. Even if he joins Six Doors, he only learns the external skills of the door.

With such conditions yet such strength and talent, he couldn't help but be moved.

"Huh!"

He let out a long sigh, Yang Yu's expression remained unmoved, but he was a little worried in his heart.

With this old guy's movement speed, unless he is bent on dying, even if he is surrounded by a heavy siege, the chances of getting out will be extremely high.

The gray-robed man swayed and came to Yang Yu's body ten feet. Under the cloak, his eyes glowed slightly red: "Where is the fine gold armor?"

"Nature is not on you."

Yang Yu was not afraid, and looked at the house not far away with great interest.

Qingzhou City is divided into two inner and outer cities.

In the outer city, there are also four major urban areas. Among them, the northern city is the most prosperous, not only where the prefecture is located, but also the place where merchants who come and go must return.

Secondly, it is the south of the city, where the Liufangmen, Jinyiwei, Wang, Liu and other families are all located.

Compared with other places, Xicheng is the most dilapidated place.

But that house occupies a lot of land, and it has been newly renovated. It's just that compared to the Liu's and Wang's houses he's seen before, it's more stylish.

These Seven Profound Gates...

"Not on you."

The gray-robed man nodded slightly, but he wouldn't carry it with him when he knew someone had an idea.

However, he didn't care too much, he casually said 'Come with me', tapped his steps a few times, and turned over like a hawk and entered the house.

Naturally, Yang Prison has no such ability.

But he wasn't in a hurry, and after looking around for a while, he entered the house just now.

The exterior of this house is quite extraordinary, and the interior is even more unique.

The whole yard is covered with white slate, and there are many rockeries, ponds, potted plants, corridors, and stone screens.

"please follow me."

In the front yard, a graceful maid called softly and walked towards the back yard.

Yang Yu frowned slightly, but still followed.

The layout of this house is very grand. A straight road spreads privately. There is no need to turn from the front yard to the back yard. Soon, Yang prison saw the gray-robed man in a garden.

And under the gazebo, the elegant young man drinking warm wine gently.

"The young master of Qixuanmen, Kuang Tianqing."

Yang Yu stopped and recognized the elegant young people.

All the members of Qixuanmen are on the list of murderers, and Kuang Tianqing is naturally at the forefront. Only one head can be exchanged for a superior martial arts.

"Bold Yang Prison! How dare you directly call the young master's name!"

The maid who poured the wine for Kuang Tianqing scolded.

"The name is not for people to call, is it to keep it engraved on the epitaph?"

Yang Yu sneered.

"You, you are so bold!"

The maid's face turned pale.

"Servant Sword!"

Kuang Tianqing waved his hand and told him to shut up.

"What you said is not bad, the name was originally called."

He looked at Yang Yu lightly, with a flat tone: "Since you know my name, you should also know why I'm looking for you."

Kuang Tianqing's expression was calm and his tone was gentle, but Yang Yu saw indifference and coldness in his eyes.

"Adamantine armor?"

Yang Yu pressed the hilt of the knife with his hand, and his eyes turned: "Or is it for the Hundred-Step Flying Sword?"

"Um?!"

The four characters of the hundred-step flying sword came out.

The entire backyard was silent, the faces of the man in gray robe and the maids changed, only Kuang Tianqing's expression remained the same.

"Six Gates is worthy of being one of the world's leading intelligence organizations. You are only a bronze medalist, and you can actually guess the purpose of my waiting."

Kuang Tianqing sighed slightly:

"However, I'm curious how you infer the purpose of my waiting."

Six gates have been deeply cultivating the place for many years, their bases are all over the world, and Anzi is even more ignorant.

It's not that he didn't expect that his purpose might be guessed by others.

But the fact that this little character in front of him could think of the Hundred-Step Flying Sword from the fine gold armor still surprised him.

"An ancient force with a glorious past, who dares to risk the annihilation of the sect to steal a piece of armor is naturally not for the sake of money."

Yang Yu said frankly:

"When I read the file about the fine gold armor, I saw that the name of the first sect master of Qixuanmen was among the casters of this fine gold armor. It is not difficult to guess."

The money given to the old Zhao head is naturally not in vain.

These days, whenever he goes, any file, as long as the permission allows, will almost be delivered to him at the fastest speed.

With enough information, it is naturally not difficult to deduce the purpose of the Seven Profound Sects.

"No wonder you dare to trade with me, it's really amazing."

Kuang Tianqing finished the glass of wine, dropped the glass, and smiled:

"what would you like?"

"Pure gold is extremely precious, and it is even more difficult to make armor. Not to mention the supreme martial arts such as the Hundred-step Flying Sword..."

Yang Prison weighed it slightly, and naturally asked the sky for the price:

"Complete and superior martial arts with no future troubles, five doors, preferably the original, thousand-forged-level black iron long sword, one bite, no medicinal pills, you don't think much..."

The backyard was silent, only Yang Prison's voice echoed.

The gray-robed man's face was shaking wildly, and the maid was dumbfounded, looking at Yang Yu as if she was looking at a dead man.

Kuang Tianqing's face gradually darkened:

"Qingzhou Yang Prison, was originally a refugee, living outside the city of Heishan, and only survived after being adopted by a prison guard..."

"...I learned the iron crotch technique from Wang Fobao, the Yiqi Art from Jinyiwei Weihe, and the beheading sword technique..."

"During the chaos in the city of Montenegro, he single-handedly smashed through Montenegro, killing the county magistrate Liu Wenpeng and the Lian Shengjiao Shunde mansion deputy helmsman Yu Chilong..."

……

Kuang Tianqing's tone was indifferent, but he brought all the information about Yang Prison in great detail.

At the end, a wave of light appeared in his eyes:

"Can you tell me how a refugee beggar who is deficient in energy and blood has transformed so much in just two years?"

The gray-robed man looked at it with interest.

Yang Yu moved his fingers without changing his face: "Naturally, it's because of his unique talent."

"Huh~"

Kuang Tianqing chuckled lightly:

"Let me guess..."

da da da~

He tapped the stone table lightly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth:

"There are a lot of talented people, but there are only young people who become famous in this world, how can there be a late bloomer? If you have a little talent~www.wuxiaspot.com~, how can you live outside the city?"

"Then, a beggar from a border town has made rapid progress in a short period of time. Is it convincing by his talent, or is it more convincing that he has obtained the Dao Fruit?"

"If you think that the price is too high, you might as well talk about it. What's the point of talking about these nonsense."

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

There are rumors about him getting the Dao Fruit these days.

However, firstly, he showed an unusual physique, and secondly, Daoguo was in the hands of the commander of Jinyiwei, and Qingzhou knew it.

"It's about him, you are waiting for someone, right?"

Kuang Tianqing held down the wine glass, his eyes were slightly cold:

"Let me guess. Fang Qidao is addicted to martial arts, and these days are critical, and no one knows where he is. That old woman is wrong with you, it can't be him.

So, is it Bu Lingxu? Yu Xuan? Tang Bailie? Or Zhao Qingchuan? "

"It's a pity that they can't come."

As the voice drifted, Kuang Tianqing slowly got up and paced with his hands behind his back. His tone was calm and cold:

"You have only one way to go, kneel down and put on your fine gold armor!"

boom!

A fire burst into the night sky and turned into a splendid firework.

"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong."

Under the brilliance that was instantly extinguished, Yang Yu had a faint mockery on his face:

"Now, guess again, who will come?"