The First Cause of All Realms

Ten capitals.

See the ten capitals again.

Feeling the green stubble on his chin, Yang Yu was thoughtful.

The one marked with the ten capitals, and his recipe, he originally thought that the so-called ten capitals were just like the 'good or bad', which was just a grade mark for the ingredients of the gluttonous cauldron.

but now……

Thinking about it in his heart, Yang Yu entered the cauldron of gluttony, glanced at the many progress bars on the cauldron wall, and brought up the big knife for ingredients.

The intricate and intricate text covered the entire blade, and the 'Ghosts and Gods of the Ten Capitals Rank Map' was falling on the handle of the blade.

Corresponding to Dao Wen, Yang Yu began to analyze the magic secrets on this knife that the four generations of Wei He had never realized.

"I was born extraordinary. I knew a thousand words at the age of three, and read hundreds of classics at the age of five. My parents and the villagers all said that I was a prodigy, and the county magistrate even praised me as a champion."

"But my ambition is not here! It is not my way to learn martial arts and sell goods to the emperor's family. My way is to search for the world..."

"Dare to ask God, can there be gods? I will be able to answer the questions of the ancient sages!"

The opening chapter is a self-report with a strong foreign tone.

"immigrant……"

Yang Yu frowned in his heart.

Daowen has naturally been unified with the unification of words, but the accents are not unified in different places, not to mention other places, the six prefectures of Qingzhou, the accents have changed a lot.

This is only Qingzhou. Looking around the world, there are hundreds or thousands of dialects.

A lot of cheats just can't be picked up and practiced. In addition to the terminology, the biggest problem is the dialect.

For example, there is a species of bird in Shunde, Heishan County is called 'Xiao Zong'er, and in other places, it is called 'Jiaqiaoer' and 'Lajiadan'.

People in other places can recognize words, how do they know what this means?

Next, Yang Prison encountered such a problem.

The narration of this self-proclaimed 'Fedeng Daoist' is filled with a lot of words that he recognizes but does not understand at all.

In the end, he could only helplessly put down the big sword.

"...God knows where the spoken dialect is?"

Yang Yu was speechless.

After finally learning Daowen, do you still have to learn dialects?

This is outrageous.

According to the storytellers, those who picked up this cheat book and practiced were really lucky if they didn't practice to death.

"Unifying the language means no less than unifying the characters..."

He had no choice but to sigh, and Yang Yu calmed down and started practicing.

Stepping, twisting, flirting, splitting...

As the sword light swung, Yang Yu's body undulating and changing.

As the decapitation knife technique was at a bottleneck, he focused more on his footwork.

The sword technique originally required the cooperation of footwork.

It's just that the wind step is not very clever.

But he was able to move and dodge under the siege of the followers of the Liansheng Sect, naturally, it was because of this seemingly inconspicuous footwork.

"The ninth level of swordsmanship is the pinnacle, but what is the tenth level?"

The figure shifted, and the light of the sword spread between the scrolls, and there were still distracting thoughts in Yang Yu's heart.

"Li Eryi's storytelling from the south to the north, logically speaking, he should know a lot about the dialects of other places, right?"

……

On the high platform, Li Eryi rolled up his cuffs, cadence:

"As the saying goes, the luxurious things of the old days are empty, the silver screen and the golden house are in the dream.

The tunnel fish lamp oil is about to run out, and the dressing table and mirror box are long sealed. Depending on whoever speaks, it is all about life and death. "

Snapped!

Xingmu took the pictures again and again, and the spectators in the hall just came back to their senses.

"It's so good that the luxury of the old days is empty, and I have nothing to do with it! Mr. is really a great talent!"

Liu Qingqing patted her thigh and cheered loudly.

At first, he refused to listen to "Golden Bottle". The trivial matters in the market could not be compared to the pleasure and revenge, but as the story unfolded, he couldn't stop.

After that, whenever Li Eryi opened, he would be the first to arrive.

"Good life, good life!"

The rest of the spectators also cheered loudly. Before the boy holding the basket came down to ask for it, the copper coins were already flying all over the platform.

"Thanks to everyone's love, Mr. Li is very happy."

Li Eryi smiled and thanked the parents.

Sweeping the silver coins on the ground, he was quite satisfied, but the corners of his mouth twitched again when he saw the ingot of gold that Liu Qingqing gave as a reward.

These days, Liu Qingqing didn't give small rewards, and he made a lot of money.

But every time he stepped down, someone came to ask for it. Over time, he really hated the old parents in Montenegro so much that his teeth itch.

That's gold, gold!

Following the curtain call, all the spectators dispersed, but Liu Qingqing raised his hand and called Li Eryi: "Sir, don't be busy!"

"Master Liu is this?"

Li Eryi turned around in confusion.

"My son wants to invite you to the palace to talk a few paragraphs!"

Some people have already explained their intentions.

"This……"

Li Eryi hesitated.

He really didn't want to deal with this Young Master Liu, but he was able to tell stories in peace without being disturbed, but it was really because of him.

There is some hesitation.

"What's the matter? You dare not go?"

The servant suddenly shouted.

"Damn!"

Liu Qingqing glanced coldly, reprimanded the servant, and invited him with a smile.

Li Eryi was very hesitant, but still declined:

"To be honest, the little man has already been shaken, and he will be leaving the city today..."

He didn't tell a lie.

Although the inner city was still reluctantly maintained, he had already been keenly aware of the unusual atmosphere in Heishan City.

If it wasn't for Li Eryi's difficulty in coping and thinking of saying goodbye to Yang Prison, he would have wanted to leave Heishan County twenty days earlier.

"Sir, are you leaving?"

Liu Qingqing was a little surprised, and immediately shook his head:

"What does it matter how many days in the evening? The gentleman will go to talk about the last game in the afternoon, and see you off tomorrow. I will give you a gift!"

"..."

Li Eryi wanted to tell him that he didn't get a single copper plate from you, but he felt the eyes of those servants who were staring at him.

Still gritted his teeth and agreed.

It was noon now, and Li Er just ate the meal together, and then the yamen who came to the door went to Liu's house.

"It's a 'good official'..."

Looking at the mansion in front of him, and thinking about the yamen he saw when passing by, Li Er felt a little bit of a toothache.

Just for this house, I can't afford to buy it for a thousand years if I rely on storytelling.

Until he was greeted by the servants into a courtyard, Li Eryi was still nervous. He didn't want to drink the tea, nor did he want to sit.

The little servant was even more restless and uneasy.

He originally thought that Liu Qingqing would come soon, but he didn't expect that after two hours of waiting, he didn't even see a single person.

Xu Shi drank too much tea~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Li Eryi was a little anxious. Seeing that no one had arrived, he asked the yamen waiting next to him to go to the thatched hut.

"A lot of things!"

The yamen slapped his face and led him away.

The little servant naturally followed along.

"Huh!"

In the hut, Li Eryi **** his trousers and was about to go out, when he suddenly heard a voice next door.

"...I waited to dig the grave, but I didn't see the bodies of Wang Wu, Tan Hong, and Yang Yu..."

"Yang Prison?"

Li Eryi didn't want to listen to other people's corners either, but when he heard Yang Yu's name, his heart suddenly groaned.

I couldn't help sticking to the corner of the wall.

He heard a rather warm voice casually answer:

"That's enough for Wang Wu, and you can't kill the two little scoundrels? The rabble is the rabble."

"Lianshengjiao is not a mob."

A slightly old voice sounded:

"The sect that first noticed the 'Shocking Change' should not be underestimated. It's just that there seems to be nothing else in the big prison. Perhaps the 'prison' that the Liansheng Sect looked for is not the big prison..."

"It doesn't matter whether it is or not. Lord Ben doesn't care about that..."

The warm voice didn't care.

"Then these few people, do you need to take action from the poor?"

The old voice said again.

"It doesn't matter whether you live or die, it doesn't matter."

The warm voice said, with a slight pause:

"But I don't want outsiders to come to the mansion today..."

Li Eryi's heart tightened.

Before he could slip away, he heard a 'boom', and the wall in front of him was pierced by life, bricks and stones splashed, and large pieces of excrement and urine were splashed.

"what!"

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