The First Cause of All Realms

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Huhu~

The hot wind is blowing, and the horses are hunting in the autumn wind.

"There is no rooster in a hundred miles, no smoke in a thousand miles..."

On the back of the horse, Yang Yu looked around the surrounding fields with a disappointed expression.

The desolation and dilapidation as far as he could see made his heart empty of the subtle joy of breaking through the four barriers.

With the achievement of heart and eyes, he is like having one more eye between his eyebrows, and he can look around his eyes in all directions, and his five senses are also improved to varying degrees.

But even so, he urged Ma Ji to travel for a day and two nights, but he never saw a single person, not even a living creature.

The horror of the catastrophe, whether it is in the past or this life, there are countless related poems and records handed down, but no matter how **** chapters, you can't write what you see in person, in case of sadness.

"Um?"

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and he saw a pile of irregularly visited stones among the weeds:

"The mark of Jin Yiwei?"

He almost didn't recognize it.

It's not that he is unfamiliar with the mark of Jin Yiwei, but most of the time, this mark is not used at all, and only in such a barren and uninhabited place can it play a guiding role.

"It seems to have been some time. Which one left this mark? Lao Cao, or Qi Tou?"

Thoughts flashed in his mind, Yang Prison did not delay, the desolation he saw along the way made him depressed, and he eagerly wanted to find someone to ask about the situation.

"drive!"

After seeing the mark, Yang Prison was not stingy with horsepower anymore. After feeding the dragon horse a few pills, he would drive the horse to go wild. Once he left, another day and night passed.

The dragon and horse, who had run for three or four thousand without seeing the tiredness, were almost paralyzed from exhaustion. Only then did Yang Yu see the direction of the mark along the way.

In the shade, leaning against the valley, it seems to be a temporary camp.

Just like, abandoned?

"Who?!"

As Yang Prison urged the horse to come, there was a loud shout from the temporary camp that seemed to have been abandoned, and immediately, a figure flashed out of the cave.

Seeing Yang Prison, the man was taken aback and shouted loudly:

"Who is coming?!"

"Qingzhou Jinyiwei, Hundred Household Yang Prison!"

Yang Yu raised his hand, and the Jinyiwei token treasured in the mustard space was thrown away.

"Yang Prison?"

The Jin Yiwei was stunned for a moment, and after taking the waist card to examine it carefully, he just bowed and bowed:

"Little flag officer, Li Mingdang, I have met Yang Baihu!"

Taking back the sign, Yang Prison asked:

"Why are you the only one here? What about the others? Where are Cao Baihu, Lin Baihu, and Qitou?"

"Cao Baihu?"

Li Ming's expression darkened, and he immediately replied:

"Hundreds of households went to the wasteland to search and rescue the refugees. Master Lin went everywhere to search for the traces of Cao Baihu, but he did not return for more than ten days. Not long ago, there seemed to be traces of Cao Baihu, and Qi Tou took several thousand households with him. Go, and let me wait to go away..."

"However, there are quite a lot of things in the camp, and there are other brothers who haven't returned. Lin Qianhu ordered me to guard the supplies here. By the way, I will also wait for the brothers to hand over tasks and receive provisions..."

His speech was fast and detailed. From his mouth, Yang Yu had a general understanding of Jin Yiwei's movements in the past few months.

Next, he asked the person some questions. After understanding, he asked Qi Gang and the others where they were going, and he raised his hand to leave, ready to chase.

"etc!"

At this time, Li Mingdang seemed to remember something and called Yang Yu:

"Yang Baihu, there seems to be something from you in the camp..."

"My stuff?"

Yang prison was startled.

Li Mingdang had already returned to the cave. After a while, he walked to him with a half-human-sized wooden box and bowed:

"This subordinate almost forgot. This wooden box was brought by Qi Tou. It is said that it was something that was promised to you from above. Several eunuchs from Dongchang sent it here..."

"What was promised to me..."

Yang prison was stunned.

He solved the danger of Heishan City, and handed in the Daoguo "Purple Gold Swallowing Evil Treasure Gourd" (false), Wei He once said that he would take credit for him, and Yu Fengxian also talked about asking for a reward for him.

It's only been almost two years, and he was only reluctant to give it as a court digger. In addition, he had sent a fake Dao fruit to it, so he gradually forgot about it, but he didn't expect it to be sent at this time.

Wooden box opened.

Yang Yu's eyes lit up, it wasn't the silk book on top that could be exchanged for a superior martial arts at the Jinyiwei commander's office, but the silver shirt underneath.

It seems to be woven like blood threads, and the background color is a monster similar to a dragon head, a fish body, and wings.

This is a flying fish suit.

Under the flying fish suit, is a long knife with a black sheath.

"Red flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife."

Looking at the knife and shirt in the wooden box, Li Mingdang's eyes were full of envy.

There are three colors of flying fish clothes, black like Qi Gang, the lowest level, red the highest, and red flying fish clothes, which are already the treatment of thousands of households.

Of course, Qi Gang's flying fish suit was given by the late emperor.

In other words, the young man in front of him, who is not as young as the weak crown, is already a thousand households.

Since the embroidered spring knife can be put together with the red flying fish suit, no matter what, it will definitely not be the standard knife in his hand.

Maybe it is the Ten Forged Treasure Sword.

"Tsk!"

Yang Prison was greatly satisfied.

Jin Yiwei has nine excellent martial arts, and his eyes have been hot for a long time. He heard that these nine martial arts were hand-picked by Zhang Yuanzhu four hundred years ago and improved over hundreds of years, and they are almost the top martial arts in the world.

Besides, he likes this flying fish suit.

Without him, not only tough, but also beautiful!

Yes, pretty.

In this day and age, the vast majority of people wear very simple clothes, and the gray and white linen clothes are the majority, with clothes of different colors, just one word.

expensive!

And the flying fish suit, of course, is not only expensive.

Even a martial artist who has practiced horizontal training will not burst his shirt when wearing this clothes.

However, wearing a flying fish suit, his identity can't be concealed, but for Yang Prison at this time, it naturally doesn't matter.

Even if he wore a flying fish suit and went to Liumenmen to order Mao, no one dared to say anything.

"call!"

He didn't shy away from outsiders, so Yang Prison changed into this flying fish suit, with an embroidered spring knife on his waist, turned on his horse, and with a long hiss, he left the base.

At the same time, he raised his hand and touched his eyebrows, his inner energy surged, and he looked in the direction pointed by the Jin Yiwei.

Humans have five senses, and the mind can be called the sixth sense.

Its role is naturally not only as simple as having an extra eye, but also has a magical ability.

This ability, combined with 'Tongyou', has an unexpected effect.

hum!

As soon as Yang Yu's mind moved, all the scenes in front of him receded, and once again turned into an endless, unrecognizable, indescribable entanglement of energy.

"Qi Gang..."

He meditated in his heart, and immediately found the qi he needed.

Whoa!

It seems that a tide is rising in front of him, and Yang Yu only feels that his spirit has risen to a very high level, and his mind of nothingness seems to be able to see a hundred miles away.

The combination of mind and eye can have miraculous effects, which he found in many attempts after breaking through.

Thousands of miles locked soul!

This is not a supernatural power, but the ability derived from the martial artist's ability to have a real astral, a furnace, a hundred scriptures, and a hundred orifices until the air is opened up.

According to a wisp of air, the range of hundreds of miles can be perceived.

At this time, with the help of his heart, Yang Yu can achieve a similar effect. Although it is not as good as Baili, it is not much different.

"Not within a hundred miles..."

After receiving the supernatural power, Yang Yu felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he couldn't care about pity for the dragon and horse whose hoofs were weakened.

Every 100 miles, he would use a secluded pass, and cooperate with his heart to detect the traces of Qi Gang, Cao Jinlie, and Lin An.

One hundred miles, two hundred miles, three hundred miles...

Thousands of miles!

This run is another thousand miles in the past.

By this time, the dragon horse was really unable to move. No matter how hard he pressed it, he was afraid that he would die suddenly. Yang Yu had no choice but to abandon the dragon horse.

Since the achievements of the ribs and tendons, he can see that his energy is almost infinite, and he can't run down a dragon or horse.

hum!

While running at extreme speed, he once again stimulated his mind and opened his eyes to the secluded.

And this time, with the flow of qi, his heart suddenly trembled, and after a hot brow, a hazy picture flashed in front of his eyes.

Valleys, bamboo forests, dust, blood...

And a man covered in blood, who seemed to be skinned...

"That is?!"

boom!

Above the wasteland, there seemed to be a thunderbolt.

...

...

Whoosh!

In the increasingly cold autumn wind, up and down the valley, a single figure came out, either calm, regretful, or hideous.

Looking at the man who was on the verge of ending in the dust of the small courtyard.

The blood-changing martial artist's control of his own blood is extremely meticulous, not to mention a powerful martial artist like Qi Gang who is close to a grandmaster.

His seven orifices bleed continuously because he was severely injured.

But even so, no one dared to move, and the battle of trapped beasts is the most dangerous. A powerful warrior who can crush the same rank is enough to pull anyone present to bury it when it ends.

Kacha~

In the crisp sound, Qi Gang broke Cao Jinlie's neck, he caressed Cao Jinlie's eyes, wiped away the blood and tears, his face was expressionless, but the chilling aura on his body became more and more terrifying.

"You want to die together?"

Mu also flicked the long knife and sneered:

"This valley is full of 'Meditation Grass'. This grass is non-toxic, but it is restraining the Burning Life Pill! Do you think I will give you a chance to fight for your life?"

"In the past few years, you are the first and only one who can chase Qi to such an embarrassing state."

Qi Longsheng wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, his tone was regretful, and his face was cold:

"In return, after killing you, I will kill all the Qingzhou Jinyiwei~www.NovelMTL.com~ let them meet you underground!"

"You do a lot of calculations."

Gently putting down the subordinate's body, Qi Gang's eyes became blazing, as if a torch was burning:

"But I can still..."

boom!

Just when the swords were drawn, suddenly, a landslide-like explosion sounded from far away.

"Um?!"

Up and down the valley, the expressions of everyone moved, and they saw the dust in the distance, the earthquake shaking like a tide, and a figure trampling on the wind and clouds, black hair and red clothes, like a fire dragon rising into the abyss.

The speed of the person reached the peak, the strides were like flying, and everyone saw that the red clothes were like fire, hunting and moving.

Said the killing voice that Qi Gang never spit out:

"Kill you!"