The First Cause of All Realms

[King Kong is indestructible (dark red): the indestructible is the diamond, the person with this life number may be able to heal the muscles and bones without leakage, and can carry hundreds of poisons, water and fire, swords and soldiers, diseases, plagues, pain... King Kong Realm]

"The King Kong Realm..."

Yang Yu's eyes flickered.

Old monk Yuanjue's tyrannical training left a deep impression on him. He carried the momentum of falling from a height of 100 zhang, urging inner breath, blood energy, the power of nine cows and two tigers, and burning a lot of blood energy and life. Kansas broke his horizontal training body.

If not, even if there is a mustard seed space that can accommodate the power of the shock, he will be severely injured.

He was naturally curious about this divine art.

Although the change of fate will not appear on the body immediately, but if the fate has this characteristic, he will definitely learn and learn this magical skill from the ancestral land of Zen.

This is beyond doubt.

It's just that Yang Yu is very curious, how the "destiny" in the dark will allow him to obtain this magical skill...

call!

As his thoughts turned, Yang Yu concentrated on his own destiny, strongly influencing the location of this magical power, and wanted to replace the 'image of death' in his own destiny.

The change in fate was faster than expected. Before Yang Prison could notice it, his fate had changed.

However, it was replaced by ‘Jinyiwei Qianhu (light green)’.

"fine……"

Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't fully grasp the change of fate, but fortunately the result was not bad.

However, why was this fate replaced?

"Is it because I am about to lose this fate, so the new fate will be inclined?"

Awareness arises in the heart.

Yang Yu felt as if he had found a pattern, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it was.

The total number of fates is the same, and he is about to lose his identity as a thousand households of Jinyiwei, which means that the change of his identity is about to begin.

If you choose to change your life at this stall, doesn't it coincide with some trajectories in the dark?

"Fate, fate, destiny..."

Yang Yu murmured in his heart, and inadvertently had an association.

If the dao fruit is the essence of heaven and earth and is transformed by natural law, does it mean that somewhere in this world, there is a dao fruit that controls destiny?

Male or female?

...

...

After Qin Si left, Yang Prison stayed in Deyang Mansion for half a month.

First, Duan Leng had collected a large amount of profound stones that needed to be slowly smelted, and second, he had to rebuild a knife.

Jin Yiwei's embroidered spring knife was melted by a fire snake in Nie Wendong, but fortunately it did not vaporize. Yang prison found iron slag, plus the black iron he collected and some weapons he had collected, and re-melted a large amount of black iron.

boom!

boom!

boom!

In the blacksmith shop surrounded by fireworks, Yang Yu wielded a sledgehammer and thumped the red-colored swords. Dozens of big men were pulling the bellows violently with their shirts on.

The tall stove radiated heat, and the whole street was roasted without the slightest chill.

After all, Deyang Mansion was once a prosperous place not inferior to Qingzhou City, and it also had the means of melting black iron. This large iron furnace could create ten refining black iron swords.

This is also the limit of most folk blacksmith shops. Only those ancient forces and the imperial court have the means to create a hundred-forged and thousand-refined magic weapon.

As for 'Wan Dian', it only exists in legends, and most people in this world will never see it in their entire lives.

However, Ten Refinements are enough for one use. Apart from the ten-step one-killing sword from Qixuanmen, the one hundred-forged black iron sword that Yang Yuzhen had started with was only Yufengxian's.

It was only a touch...

"Old Yang, your sword is a horizontal sword? How do you cut it with two edges?"

Not afraid of the high temperature, it was the real Miao Miao who watched Yang Prison forging the blade up close. This little Taoist was so angry last time that he ignored Yang Prison for several days.

But after ten or so days, the anger disappeared. I heard that he was building a weapon, so he came over.

Looking at the rough embryo that Yang Yu was beating, he was a little curious.

This is a very special knife, similar to the Tang Hengdao, but with two edges, like a straight sword, but it is thicker and longer than the Hengdao.

"This is a variant of the Zhublade Tang Dao, which has both slashing and stabbing..."

Yang Yu didn't have time to answer, but Niu San replied in a low voice:

"Yang Daxia's height and arms are long, and he is born with divine power. The ordinary swords are either light or short, and the horizontal sword is light but light, so it has changed."

Looking at Yang Yu, Niu San felt a little jealous.

The former Yang Qianhu's methods were too cruel. He had never seen a martial arts master who would execute an enemy Ling Chi in a large audience.

Such a person would be utterly embarrassed.

"good."

Yang prison nodded and replied.

He is a master swordsman, experienced in hundreds of battles, and knows the advantages and disadvantages of weapons. This sword is not a good one, but it must be suitable for him.

The Qinglong Nine Kills are important, but you don't have to use the Qinglong Yanyue Saber.

"Isn't it just a horizontal knife with two edges?"

Little Daotong was a little unhappy:

"When the young master returns to the capital, he will go to Tiangong Institute to get a Wan-Forged Divine Knife, and he will be greedy for you. If you beg me eighteen times, I will let you touch it. If you promise to be my guardian, I will only let you touch it. I promise to give it to you."

"My little ancestor!"

Niu San sucked in a breath of hot air, and the smoke of gunpowder came out of his nostrils: "Wan Dian? You really dare to say that from Qin to the present, Wan Dian's magic soldiers are afraid of only ten mouths..."

The creation of weapons has always been the top priority in the past dynasties, and the Wan Dian Dao has always been the top magic weapon in the world.

Although compared to the previous dynasties, the forging methods of the Ming Dynasty were much better, but there were only three or two of the ten thousand forged magic weapons that the dynasty actually created.

In addition, even the phoenix wings of Henry Zhang, the king of Zhao of the West Palace, did not seem to have reached the level of ten thousand forging.

"What, you don't believe it? You don't believe it either?"

Looking at Niu San and then at Yang Yu, Miao Miao was immediately annoyed, he stuck his waist and stomped his feet angrily: "Look, the young master said he will do it!"

"..."

You are a real tiger!

Don't say if you have the ability to create a ten thousand forged sword, even if you do, you dare to send it out, you can see if the master beats you to death...

Niu San was speechless, but seeing that his little ancestor seemed to be a little serious, he hastily changed the subject:

"Little ancestor, look and see, we should go back, in case your master comes back..."

"Master..."

The small real person was shocked and a little reluctant to part. He was so old and it was the first time he went out alone, why would he want to go back like this?

But Niu San even brought his master out, and he didn't do anything.

When Fushui watched the ceremony, he was only afraid of his master, that old cow nose...

"Old Yang, Young Master is going away, don't you give me a parting gift?!"

The little Taoist reached out for a gift.

boom!

After the heavy hammer, Yang Yu dropped the hammer, and the blacksmith who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly stepped forward to take it, and called on a group of people to come forward to help, and carry out annealing, normalizing, quenching, tempering and other follow-up forging.

"Your family has a big business, and you can still look up to Yang's things?"

Yang Yu wiped his hands and smiled, but he still took out a handwritten book:

"You want to travel around one... Liuxu, I changed it a little bit, you want to come and be able to get started."

It is naturally difficult to travel around Liuxu to get started. However, Yixu is much easier to think about...

"Ha ha!"

Xiao Daotong's satisfied subordinate stretched out his hand again, and a talisman had turned into a ray of light and fell on the weapon being forged. Several blacksmiths were startled.

"Spiritual Talisman?!"

Niu San almost jumped up: "You, what are you, how..."

You waited for a long time, and Niu San almost suffocated himself.

The talisman is the first-class secret in the 'Yuan Fu Jing', the first volume of the book of talismans. Only seven people can draw such a talisman in the entire Fushui Temple, and they may not be able to do it.

This talisman has no offensive and defensive capabilities, but it can endow the weapon with spirituality and greatly improve the quality of the weapon, which is much higher than the value of the diamond talisman.

Regardless, this little Taoist stole his master's talisman...

"This is a talisman drawn by my master. It is said that it can make the armor more sharp, tough, wear-resistant, and more spiritual."

The little Taoist smiled and was very happy:

"How is it? It's not a loss, right? Do you want to be my magician? I can give you anything good!"

Not bad?

Lost!

Niu San was almost mad at him. Seeing that he was about to lose his family, he couldn't help but go up with a knife, knocking the little guy unconscious.

"Wake up and thank him for me."

Yang Yu folded his hands and smiled.

He was also quite fond of this big-handed little Taoist priest.

Of course, if this is his own cub, he has to be beaten hard...

"Um……"

Niu San's heart dripped with blood, his nostrils made noises, and he went out the door with a humming humming. After a while, he heard a loud screeching sound, and then he went away, becoming inaudible.

"Fu Shui Guan..."

Watching the white crane go away, Yang Yu just turned around and continued to create this treasured sword with his armour and psychic skills.

Armor and Armor Artifice is an extremely miraculous technique. It does not improve the quality of weapons, but it can communicate with one's own mind through blood blending and breathing.

Yang Prison's archery has advanced greatly, and the arrows he created with this special technique also played a huge role.

To build one's own weapons, it is natural to use this special technique.

Zheng~

The night passed, and with a soft cry, Yang Yu just took hold of the knife that he made with his own hands.

It's neither heavy nor light, and it suits his mind. In addition, there is a feeling of incomprehensible lingering in his heart. This knife seems to be a little different.

He flicked the treasured knife, and the lines on it lit up like broken ice.

"Um?"

Looking at this knife~www.NovelMTL.com~ Yang Yu's heart moved, and he subconsciously urged the seclusion.

Then, he actually saw the light of fate!

This knife actually has a destiny!

"Is it the role of the Armor and Armor? Or is it the role of the talisman? Or, both?"

Holding the horizontal knife, Yang Yu looked calm, but there was a big wave in his heart.

All souls have fate, he naturally knows it, but this is just a knife, where does the fate of the dead come from? !

[Anonymous variant Zhuren Tang Hengdao]

[Fate: Blade of Greedy Wolf]

[Fate: one gold, one green, two white and one gray]

[Fate belongs to greedy wolf (light gold), beheading sword (light green), ten-forged black iron (white), cut iron like mud (white), not easy to wear (gray)]

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