The First Cause of All Realms

As soon as Cao Jinlie took his seat, Lin An and the others also took their seats.

introduced each other.

In fact, Yang Yu knew the identities of the crowd very well.

Before leaving, Wei He spent a whole night introducing him to these colleagues.

Although Cao Jinlie is a hundred households, this is an important errand he once did. Before that, he was a thousand households of Jinyiwei.

His two deputy hundred households, one named Lin An and the other named Zhao Qing, are also highly skilled in martial arts.

A group of people took their seats. First there was a burst of light, and then the atmosphere became warm.

Deputy Baihu Zhao Qing just said: "Others always put me Jinyiwei and Six Gates side by side, don't you know, this is a big joke!"

"Oh?"

Yang Yu held the wine glass and waited for the next paragraph.

When he launched an attack outside Dulong Town, he naturally wanted to lead those thieves from Dulong Village out of the mountain, and he was also waiting for Jinyiwei to come to the door.

Jinyiwei is far more stringent than the six doors.

All those who join the job are from good families. In addition, there are many assessments. He is almost certain that Jin Yiwei must be behind him.

"There are twenty-seven prefectures and nearly a thousand counties in the nine roads of Daming. Everywhere, there is a stronghold of six gates. The number of them is ten times that of my Jinyiwei.

Most of the big names come from this. But I, Jinyiwei, only have twenty-seven strongholds! "

Zhao Qing has a proud face:

"I'm waiting for the emperor's orders to follow the orders of the emperor, and I'm going to investigate hundreds of officials and localities. Whether it's a top official, a general in the army, or a local hero, all of them have the right to be executed first and then to file!

"Fang Qidao", the general arrester of Qingzhou at Six Gates, must be in awe of all our hundreds of households. "

He was also less than thirty years old, with a white face and no beards. He was more cold and harsh than Lin An, and he seemed extremely rude when he spoke.

Yang Yu also understood that his words might be exaggerated, but they were probably true.

Since ancient times, the third-level Beijing official university, the six gates stationed in the local area, are naturally not as powerful as Jin Yiwei, but in terms of strength, the two sides should be similar.

It's just that Jin Yiwei was established before the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, and it has been favored for four hundred years, and the background is probably higher.

Just seeing what Zhao Qing had to say, he hurriedly interrupted:

"This Qingzhou six-door general arrester is the head arrester of Jinzhang?"

"Zhao Qing's words are somewhat exaggerated. Fang Qidao leads one state and six gates in the end. Although his status is not higher than Wei Zhengxian and Nie Wendong, he is still much better than me."

Cao Jinlie drank cup after cup of wine, and answered without delay:

"He is a silver medal catcher, and he practiced the superior martial arts 'Thirteen Death Swords', and the entire Qingzhou, martial arts can also be ranked in the top ten.

Only we, the commander, can stabilize his head. "

"Your lord is too modest."

Lin An put down the bowls and chopsticks, and let out a sigh of satisfaction, before holding his own adults and saying:

"With your achievements, in a few days, you can exchange for a superior martial arts. By then, you may not be able to compete with Fang Qidao."

Speaking of which, he couldn't help but glance at Yang Yu.

With this kid's achievements, choosing a superior martial arts is almost a certainty, so how can he not be envious?

The level of blood exchange represents soil, while martial arts represent seeds.

The inferior martial arts are like grass seeds that can be seen everywhere, the middle martial arts are the roots of a tree, and the superior martial arts are almost a rare and exotic grass.

The huge difference cannot be explained by words.

"Don't say that."

Cao Jinlie waved his hand, looked at Yang Yu, and said:

"I heard Wei He say that the purple gold swallowing evil gourd was the first to fall into your hands? Is it or not?"

"good."

Yang Prison nodded.

Jin Yiwei couldn't hide this, of course, he didn't want to hide it either.

"You know how to make trade-offs at a young age. You're a real person."

Cao Jinlie praised.

Lin An and others were also somewhat admired.

Knowing what the Zijin Gourd is, they thought to themselves, if they were in a different position, they might not be able to make such a decision.

Without him, this fruit is too precious.

This is no longer invaluable to describe. You must know that the last person who clearly obtained the fruit of the Dao was Li Yuan, the **** of the army.

Among the many people who are suspected to have attained Dao Fruit, they include Zhang Xuanba, the King of Zhao of the Western Palace, and the Great Zen Master Guangjue of Lanke Temple.

"With my martial arts, I won't be able to keep it. I might as well hand it over and exchange for something useful."

Yang Yu picked up the wine glass and wet his mouth, feeling some worries in his heart.

They all thought that they had handed over the fruit of the Dao, but only he knew that the essence of the purple gold gourd was in the cauldron of gluttony on his chest.

"Even so, but that is the fruit of the Dao after all..."

Cao Jinlie's eyes flashed with light, but just thinking about it, he couldn't help himself:

"Three thousand years, I don't know how many emperors have dreamed of something..."

Cao Jinlie's mood was fluctuating, and the rest of the Jinyiwei were also complicated. They were backed by a number of intelligence organizations in the world, and they knew much more than these **** in the rivers and lakes.

Seeing the complicated mood of the crowd, Yang Yu felt a move in his heart and asked:

"Brother Cao, what does this so-called fruit of the Tao really mean?"

It has been a few months since he obtained the Kuixing rank map, and Yang Prison has read it over and over again and again, but unfortunately his income is limited.

"This... I'm afraid if I say it, you will regret it."

Looking at Yang Yu, Cao Jinlie's mood improved.

Compared to this one who has gained and lost, who has never succeeded, he is still much better.

The rest of the people also figured it out, and looked at Yang Yu with pity.

If he wanted to know what he had lost, would he beat his chest and feet and grab the ground with his head in annoyance?

"If man is the spirit of all things, this thing is the essence of heaven and earth! This is not what I said, it may have been said by the Qin emperor three thousand years ago, or it may have been said by the first martial sage 'Lu Chen'. "

Cao Jinlie took a sip of wine and said:

"According to what they said, this so-called qi mechanism is the essence of heaven and earth, and it has all kinds of incredible powers, incredible magical powers, and even incredible good fortune."

Three in a row were incredible, and Cao Jinlie couldn't help but take a few sips of wine.

The earliest origin of Daoguo can no longer be studied. There are historical records that from the beginning of the Qin emperor to the next 2,600 years, more than 100 emperors have pursued this thing.

There are countless people who are diligently searching for immortals and Taoism among the people.

"If it was just like this, we would have listened to it as a legend, until four hundred years ago. At that time, the dynasty was faint before the festival, the world was corrupt, and all the bleakness was almost indescribable.

Until the Great Ancestor was born! "

After Cao Jinlie said this, his expression became solemn:

"Grandpa Taizu was born at a very young age. It is said that when he was young, there was a famine and his parents starved to death on the same day. Only Taizu was left crying. After crying, his parents cried and his brothers..."

Yang Yu listened carefully and had guesses in his heart.

However, he originally thought that Zhang Yuanzhu, the Great Ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, had attained Dao Fruit, but he didn't want to be another person.

"...The name of that person was long since erased from the book by the Great Ancestor, but the matter about Daoguo was recorded in the history book for the first time."

Cao Jinlie sighed:

"It is said that in order to surround and kill that person, everyone in the Ming Dynasty was ruthless at that time, and the whole world was sad. Unfortunately, the Great Ancestor did not get the 'Seven Kill' Dao Fruit."

"What's the difference between this and the legend?"

Yang Yu felt a little disappointed in his heart.

Four hundred years ago, the records of people with unknown surnames and unknown authenticity still seem too illusory.

"You've touched it with your own hands, do you think it's a legend?"

Lin An couldn't help but put in a sentence.

He looked at Yang Yu with piercing eyes, and was really curious in his heart:

"Then what does the purple-gold swallowing evil gourd look like? What's so special? Let's hear it?"

"Purple gold, big fists, and shining."

Yang Yu's words were concise and to the point.

He really didn't know what was so special about this fruit, at least for now, he didn't see anything.

"This……"

The corners of Zhao Qing's mouth twitched.

The others also held their foreheads speechless.

"Although there is no clear proof, according to the speculations of many people for thousands of years, these Dao fruits have a lot to do with the gods and Buddhas in ancient legends.

Therefore, there are also many people who speculate that the Dao Fruit is left behind by the immortals, or that the immortals can only become immortals by obtaining these Dao Fruits. "

Cao Jinlie organizes language:

"What's the 'Seven Kills', 'Kui Xing', 'Greeding Wolf', 'Jia Lan', 'Golden Boy', 'Ci Hang' and so on...

It is said that this fruit must be refined in a very special way in order to gain its authority. "

"What ceremony?"

As soon as Yang Yu's heart moved, the four steps required for the refining of Kuixing Daoguo surged in his heart.

Surrender his heart, hold a ceremony, light up the life chart, and refine the rank.

"Some people say that it is related to those fairy legends, but no one knows whether it is or not..."

Cao Jinlie was not without regrets.

If possible, he really wants to ask those who are suspected of having attained the Dao Fruit.

But thinking about those people, he had to dispel these thoughts.

"Those fairy tales..."

Yang Yu's heart moved.

He seemed to have seen a similar legend when he got the Kuixing rank map~www.wuxiaspot.com~...

"Okay, let's go here!"

When Yang Yu was thinking about it, Cao Jinlie put down the wine glass heavily, and the clear voice echoed, and everyone's spirits suddenly cleared.

"It came quite fast."

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed and he looked out the window.

At this time, the sky was dark, the north wind was whistling, the snow drifted, and Heilong Town was dark everywhere, with only scattered lights, and faintly, he could smell an unusual breath.

"get out!"

Suddenly, a loud shout exploded from the darkness.

The visitor's inner qi was extremely tyrannical. With this angry shout, it almost exploded over the entire Dulong Town. It was hundreds of feet away, and the unfinished drinks on the restaurant rippled.

"There is still such a master in Dulong Village?"

Lin An raised an eyebrow.

The rest of Jinyiwei were also a little surprised.

tata tao~

Heavy and undisguised footsteps sounded from far to near.

Yang Yu looked down.

In the cold wind hunting room, an old man with a long black beard and cold eyebrows came with a sword, his man was as sharp as a sword, and when he glanced at it from a distance, his eyes felt a little tingling.

"My son..."

Taking a tattered cloth from the wind, Lu Ming let out a deep breath, looking at the only lit restaurant:

"Little beast! If I don't tear you apart, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"