Looking through the files, Yang Yu was very surprised.
The Ming Dynasty still had a clan enfeoffment system, but by no means anyone in the clan could be granted the title of prince.
Four hundred years ago, after a family crisis, it was difficult to create princes, and there were only nine princes in charge of one place.
Being able to be crowned king represents extremely powerful strength.
For example, Zhang Xuanba, the king of Zhao in Xifu, who was in charge of Linlong Road, was the best general in the world and one of the twelve martial saints.
Because of his strong strength, he not only controls the Linlong Way, but also has the power to control the world's soldiers and horses in wartime.
King Long Yuan is in charge of Long Yuan Dao, and his strength may not be as good as that of the world-famous King Zhao of Xifu, but it is definitely not inferior to him.
To dare to steal his treasure, this Qixuanmen is really brave.
Surprise flashed through his heart, and Yang Yu continued to look through the files.
Qixuanmen, located in Longyuan Road, Baizhou, is a major sect that has been inherited for more than 400 years.
It is said that four hundred years ago, the Qixuanmen followed Taizu of the Ming Dynasty to conquer the north and south and establish the unification of the world. Because of this origin, although its power has declined in the past four hundred years, its position has always been stable.
Perhaps not as famous as the world-famous large sects such as "Xuankong Mountain", "Zhujian Villa" and "Lanke Temple".
But it is much better than sects like Qingzhou Bailongxuan.
How could such a force be so unwise as to risk the destruction of the entire clan to steal the fine gold armor?
“Could it be that the fine gold armor is more valuable than I thought?”
Yang Prison became more and more doubtful, but it also aroused great curiosity.
He did not believe that a large sect like Qixuanmen, which had existed for more than four hundred years, would cause such a disaster because of someone's mistake.
Unless the value of the fine gold armor is much higher than he imagined!
Continue reading.
In this volume, there are the lives and whereabouts of the successive sect leaders, elders, guests, and even ordinary disciples of the Qixuan Sect.
And among them, he also discovered ghostly figures.
However, the records ended more than a hundred years ago, so it seems that this evil martial art was really lost.
“Is this all there is in this dossier?”
Yang Yu frowned slightly.
Compared with the files he had read before, this volume was indeed a bit simpler and thinner.
If this is the case, it would be an underestimation of the intelligence capabilities of Six Doors.
"The more detailed files were transferred by the chief arrest officer a few days ago and are currently not in the file room."
The old man answered softly.
“The chief catcher…”
Yang Yu’s eyes flickered.
Six Doors Chief Arrester Fang Qidao, naturally he has heard of it.
Compared to Jin Yiwei's publicity, the chief catcher has kept a low profile, and there are very few rumors about him.
“I heard that all the people in Qixuan Sect were scattered and fled, and the entire sect was on the murder list. This is still rare in the past few decades.”
A middle-aged headman with a dark complexion walked up to him, asked for a file from the old man, and also chatted with Yang Yu.
“It’s really rare.”
Yang Yu glanced at him.
The number of arrests in the Six Gates is rarely sufficient, because each arrester must have the merit of arresting murderers every year.
The aura of this middle-aged man is not much weaker than that of Tiefeng.
“Lin Hanguang from a certain family met Brother Yang.”
The middle-aged head catcher nodded slightly as a courtesy:
"I just came out of the murder room. I heard that Brother Yang was reviewing the files of Qixuanmen. I couldn't help but talk to him. Please don't be surprised."
"where?"
Yang Prison was moved in his heart and asked: "Brother Lin, does he have some understanding of these Seven Mysterious Sects?"
“Know a little bit about it.”
Lin Hanguang said lightly:
“Although Qixuanmen once followed Taizu, because the clan leader of that generation died in battle, they lost the clan-suppressing martial arts ‘Hundred Steps Flying Sword’.
His reputation is no longer what it used to be. This time he committed a major crime and I’m afraid he was pushed to the extreme.”
“Hundred-step flying sword?”
Yang Yu’s eyes narrowed.
He has also heard of legends similar to flying swords.
It is said that there is a top martial arts in Taoist sect, which can fly a sword thousands of miles away and take the head of a person with a thought.
Even according to rumors, he is a top martial artist.
These Qixuanmen actually have such martial arts?
He was quite surprised, but he thought of the man in gray robe yesterday. With his ghostly body, he could have such martial arts as a hundred-step flying sword.
The world is so big that there is nowhere to go and no one to kill.
“This is your dossier.”
The old man in the filing room threw a file to Lin Hanguang, and his attitude became much colder.
Lin Hanguang glanced at him coldly, but didn't pay much attention and turned around to leave.
"snort."
Lao Zhao snorted lightly, and when he saw him walking away, he couldn't help but sneered:
“Yang Captou, this Lin Hanguang is said to have met someone from the Qixuan Sect on the road when he was young, and failed to become his disciple. He has kept this in mind for these years. If you want to deal with him, you’d better be careful.”
Yang Prison found it funny.
Many of the six gates joined in halfway, and it was much more chaotic than the Jin Yiwei who needed to know the basics of the good family.
This old Zhaotou is probably not happy because he didn't get the money.
Yang Yu was naturally too lazy to care about these trivial matters, so he handed over another two taels of silver and asked for news about the 'Hundred Steps Flying Sword'.
This old Zhaotou may seem to have mediocre martial arts skills, but he has been able to guard the archives for many years, and his information is probably better than most of the six-door arrestees.
Belongs to Tiefeng's mouth, one of the most important people to make friends with.
Yang Yu was rich and had just received ten years of salary, so naturally he could spare a few taels of silver.
“Yang Baotou is really bright.”
Having given up the money, Lao Zhaotou's attitude was naturally very good.
After thinking for a moment, he turned around and took out another ancient scroll, gently blew the dust off it, and said:
“The old man doesn’t know whether the Hundred Steps Flying Sword is a martial art or not, but there are some rumors here that I don’t know whether they are true or not. Let’s take a look at it, Mr. Yang.”
“Thank you.”
Yang Yu took the ancient scroll and looked through it.
As old Zhaotou said, there are many unverified rumors in this ancient scroll.
For example, the leader of the Qixuan Sect once used a flying sword with a hundred steps to kill enemy generals among thousands of troops, and even assassinated some of the most powerful enemies of Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.
There are even rumors that the master of the Seven Xuan Sects can use hundreds of swords within a hundred steps. With a single thought, he can kill people like mowing grass. The strength of one person can rival thousands of troops and horses.
"I heard that it is extremely difficult to practice the Hundred-step Flying Sword. First, you have to find a sword that suits you best and practice it with a special method. It is said that you have to use your own blood, which is also very evil."
Xu Xu was very satisfied with today's harvest. Old Zhaotou said a lot more:
“Actually, it’s more than just flying swords with a hundred steps. In ancient times, strong men who wielded swords were often able to unite their troops with one another, and were extremely ferocious.
Perhaps it was people at that time spreading rumors."
After reading the file in silence, Yang Yu said his thanks and left the case room with a calm expression.
As soon as I got out of the door, I took a long breath and my heart beat violently.
“Bing Jia Psychic Technique...”
Yang Prison felt a little palpitating in his heart.
Four hundred years later, it was impossible to refute the truth or falseness of the rumors in the ancient scroll, but he firmly believed in the armor and psychic skills mentioned in it.
The three secret techniques contained in the fine gold armor include this miraculous technique.
“The energy accumulation of the Cauldron of Gluttony will be accelerated again.”
Yang Yu’s face looked a little dull.
As more and more ingredients were obtained, it became increasingly difficult for him to refine them.
Even though he was swallowing iron beans day and night, it was difficult to meet his needs, which had to give him a headache.
Perhaps, you really want to swallow gold?
With a long sigh in his heart, Yang Yu gathered his emotions and turned around to go to the utility room, preparing to choose the middle-class martial arts promised by Six Doors.
There are many categories of martial arts in the world, but they can only be divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower.
As strong as the 'Hundred Steps Flying Sword', it is only ranked among the best. Maybe the best ones also have strengths and weaknesses, Yang Yu doesn't know for the time being.
However, apart from the "Old Mother Xiang Er Fu Qi Lu" whose rank is unknown, he only has the Four Elephant Arrows which are medium-level martial arts.
The Bingjia Room is located in the south corner of the six doors. Compared with the Documents Room, it looks much deserted, but there are still a few people here and there.
Yang Yu came pacing, but there was a special person guarding the door of the armored room, and his aura was very strong.
There was a lounge chair behind the door, and a short old man with gray beard and less than four feet in length was lying on it, swaying gently.
Different from Old Zhaotou, this old man looked loose and relaxed, but Yang Yu smelled danger.
“Bronze medal to catch the head?!”
The two gatekeepers were a little surprised.
Crunch~
The old man in the rocking chair opened his eyes, and there was a faint light in his cloudy eyes:
“Are you from Montenegro?”
“Heishan, Yang Prison.”
Yang Yu handed over his hand.
The Bingjia Room was heavily guarded. In addition to the three people on the outside, he also noticed at least a dozen gentle breathing sounds in the dark.
“Not even a weak crown, I’m so lucky.”
The old man sighed slightly and threw a booklet:
“Entry to the armor room is strictly prohibited. There are some martial arts in this booklet. You can choose one of them..."
What good luck.
Yang Yu knew that this was not just the idea of the old man, there were many in the Six Gates who had similar ideas.
In their eyes, they just happened to encounter the rebellion of the Liansheng Cult, and they just happened to encounter Sima Yang who came down the mountain to plunder.
Yang Prison understood what these people were thinking, but he didn't care much. He held the book and started selecting.
The book is very thin, but there are not many martial arts in it. In addition to inferior martial arts, there are more than twenty intermediate martial arts.
It covers martial arts such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, fists, legs and palms, internal and external exercises, etc. It can be said to be extremely comprehensive.
No sect in Qingzhou may be so comprehensive.
Yang Yu just glanced at it and frowned:
“Is that all?”
He didn't know what the details of the six doors were, but the book was absolutely incomplete.
Because, none of the martial arts mentioned by Tiefeng are on it.
“Really? Maybe I was wrong..."
The old man patted his head and said that he was confused, so he quickly changed an ancient scroll and handed it over.
Yang Yu glanced at him coldly.
This volume contains a lot of detailed martial arts skills, but there is still no such thing as the "Chaos Blade Sword Technique" and "Returning Wind Sword Technique" that are the most famous of the Six Sects.
There is no internal refining of the ‘Mirage Dragon Jue’.
However, he sneered in his heart.
He had no intention of choosing martial arts such as swords and swords, nor did he need to practice martial arts internally.
I didn’t bother much about it immediately, and directly chose to practice martial arts outside of the "Bronze Head Iron Arm Kung Fu".
Turn around and leave without saying a word.
“Young after all.”
Some people couldn’t help but shake their heads when they saw this scene.
But he understood that the most greedy half of Li Wei must have taken a fancy to the pill that the boy received.
But this kid was so scared that he actually chose to leave outside.
“Mr. Li, this guy is already a copper-badged head catcher at a young age, and his future is bound to be limitless. Why did you offend him by killing him?”
Seeing Yang Yu leave, the two guards guarding the door also shook their heads.
Yang Yu's name has been spread among the six gates for several months. Although some people don't believe it, there is no need to offend him.
“I only have two years to live. He is the King of Yama, so why should I be afraid?”
Li’s eyes were slightly cold, but he sighed lightly:
“When a young man succeeds in his ambition, he often gets carried away. It is also for his own good that I temper his temper!”
…
…
Living in Qingzhou is not easy.
With three hundred and forty taels of silver, Yang Yucai bought a small courtyard not far from Liu Men.
According to the ordinary salary of a catcher, it would take ten years without food or water, even if it was just a small courtyard.
Carrying all kinds of things you bought into the yard, the woman hired to clean has also cleaned the yard.
After paying the money, Yang Yu closed the door.
“Half a piece of plum…”
Placing a full bag of iron broad beans in the room, Yang Yu's eyes darkened slightly.
Different from Old Zhao Tou, the moment he approached the Bingjia Room, he noticed the strong malice in this old guy.
As his five senses are strengthened one by one, he becomes more sensitive to the outside world and makes fewer mistakes.
That old guy has bad intentions. He definitely doesn’t just want some benefits. There is definitely a deeper reason behind it.
But he was not surprised.
Whether it is the court or the Jianghu, the higher you go, the more certain people will be affected and benefited.
Unless he wants to stay in Montenegro City as a small government servant for the rest of his life, this is simply unavoidable.
“This is how people are in Jianghu...”
With a long breath of turbid air to clear away distracting thoughts, Yang Yu took off his fine iron bow, pulled it weakly, and then slowly let it go.
If someone is here, they can find it.
Every time he drew the bow, everything from the soles of his feet to the five fingers of his feet and up to his spine were trembling violently. Even with the trembling of his big tendons, every hair on his head fell down with strength.
With the movement, the muscles and bones in his body rubbed, and the sound of blood flowing became more intense.
As the inner breath wanders, the warm breath spreads upward from the crotch to the waist, abdomen, shoulders, arms, and all the way to the whole body.
In his feeling, it was like an iron coat covering his body.
With just two more steps, his iron crotch skill will reach great perfection.
This is also the reason why he chose the "Bronze Head and Iron Arm Kung Fu". The Iron Crotch Kung Fu is about to be completed, but it is not enough to carry the power of his Nine Bulls and Two Tigers.
External strength is the most urgent thing he needs to solve at this time.
Sword skills or internal refining and qi-conquering methods can actually slow things down.
Phew!
suck!
In the small room, Yang Yu drew his big bow again and again.
Each time, he drew his bow to the full moon, and then released it gently to prevent it from making any sound, so as not to waste the power of the bow.
Sixiang Arrow is not only an archery skill, it also contains a very clever method of refining strength. These days, whenever he has time, Yang Yu will draw the bow.
Being familiar with bows and arrows is also a test of your muscles and bones.
Such movements may seem gentle, but in fact they are much more effective than exerting force wantonly on the martial arts field.
If he doesn't have the strength of a cow or a tiger, even if he exchanges blood four times, he will be exhausted by drawing the bow ten times at most.
again and again.
I don’t know how long it took before Yang Yu spent all his energy on dressing up, and a strong sense of sleepiness came to his heart.
Without rest, he swallowed iron broad beans while performing a set of slow health-preserving punches to reduce his strength.
Wait until your physical strength has recovered a little.
Just now he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, entered the Cauldron of Gluttony, and picked up the golden armor glowing with golden light.
After refining the Nine Bulls and Two Tigers recipe, the energy storage of the Cauldron of Gluttony has fallen to the bottom. According to his estimation, it will take at least two months to be fully charged.
No matter how curious he was about what was in the armor, he could only wait.
“The art of refining fine gold, the art of tempering armor, the art of armor psychic communication...”
Yang Yuxin said to himself.
He was already certain in his heart that the man in gray robe must have come for this fine gold armor.
The Qixuanmen almost lost their entire family because of this armor, and all of them were wanted. Naturally, they would not give up at such a high price.
As long as you hold this armor, those people will definitely come to your door again.
唰!
Yang Yu opened his eyes, lifted up his wet clothes, and revealed the fine gold armor that stuck to his flesh.
The Cauldron of Gluttony has absorbed the essence of this armor, and its body is already worthless to him.
Although fine gold is precious, he cannot cut it apart at this time. Secondly, it will be in great danger if someone discovers it.
Taking off his fine gold armor and holding it in his hand, Yang Yu's eyes flashed and he murmured to himself:
“This large sect with a heritage of four hundred years will not disappoint me, right?”