Nanshan Shuangji's pupils trembled, and he finally recognized the person in front of him.
Reminds me of the nightmare night when the big leader Sima Yang led them down the mountain...
"ah!"
A strange cry made people run away.
The Nanshan duo's decisiveness made Su Ding, Liu Xu and others stunned, and couldn't help but look at the person coming.
But when I saw it, I was suddenly confused again.
Wherever you come from under the light, but no one is anywhere?
"People, where are people?"
Su Ding was agitated, and his heart was filled with chills. Before the thought could pass through his mind, he heard a roar behind him.
The air currents carried dust, and the torches filled with holes were about to be extinguished.
Amidst the billowing dust, the roar suddenly stopped, and the young man with the sword dragged out the two murderous men like a dead dog.
"Plop!"
The heavy object fell to the ground and dust flew everywhere. Su Ding and others felt their hearts tremble and couldn't help but shudder.
Although the Nanshan duo came to Mulin Mansion not long ago, they have committed many crimes. It can be said that they are famous for being murderers, but they never expected that they would fall into the hands of those who came after almost meeting them.
"Yang, Yang beheaded!"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd exclaimed.
Whoosh!
Yang Yu's eyes were like lightning and fell on him instantly:
"What did you call me?"
"Sir, spare my life."
The latter's body trembled, and he fell to the ground, shaking like chaff, and was almost scared out of his wits.
The rest of the people were also shocked. Seeing Yang Yu's expressionless face, they didn't dare to express their anger.
"Don't call me by this name anymore."
Yang Yu withdrew his gaze and was speechless for a while.
God knows where this nickname came from. Wherever he went, he called it...
"Thank you, Master Yang, for saving your life."
Su Ding and others also came to their senses and thanked them repeatedly.
"no."
Yang Yu waved his hand and looked at Nanshan Shuangjie who was lying on the ground with an ashen face:
"About this underground palace, are you two going to explain it yourself, or?"
"Yang prison!"
The tall and thin man was sweating profusely, and was extremely frightened. Instead, his heart was filled with anger:
"My two brothers have avoided you for thousands of miles, why did you still catch up with you? Why?!"
He was extremely unwilling to do so.
After that night, Dulong Village was destroyed and thousands of bandits fled in all directions. There were many tunnels in Nanshan, but they managed to escape.
After that, he didn't dare to stay anymore and ran all the way, thousands of miles away.
But who would have thought that this murderous god would actually chase him again.
"Kill me and let my brother go!"
The fat man fell harder and was dizzy for a while before he came back to his senses.
"Don't beg him!"
The tall and thin man gritted his teeth and grabbed his brother, with a face as sharp as a ghost:
"Have you forgotten who he is? Just for a mere 10 taels of toll, thousands of brothers in Dulong Village died because of him. They died because of him!"
Twelve tolls?
Thousands of people died?
Yang Yu was startled when he heard this, but Su Ding, Liu Xu and others were trembling with fear.
Although they had left Mulin Mansion City long ago, they had also heard of Yang Yu's name.
It is said that on the day this peerless murderer went to Mulin Mansion, he killed the entire Giant Whale Gang and dyed the entire Datao River red with blood...
They thought the rumors were exaggerated before, but when they saw the two murderous men trembling with fear like quails, they couldn't help but believe it.
For a moment, looking at Yang Yu's eyes was like looking at a ghost.
Zheng~
The knife came out an inch and made a cold, sharp cry, interrupting the two brothers' slander:
"If you say any more nonsense, I will chop you alive!"
The words stopped abruptly.
Feeling the extremely strong killing intent, the hairs on the hairs of the two brothers stood up. The tall and thin man wanted to bargain, but Yang Yu casually cut off one of his fingers with a knife.
"Brother!"
The fat man couldn't hold himself any longer, so he poured out everything he knew.
This underground palace is indeed owned by the Big Jiao Gang. The two brothers also joined the Big Jiao Gang and guarded this place with others.
However, this underground palace was not built by the Dajiao Gang, but a long-standing mausoleum.
Only a small half of the entire mountain was hollowed out by the Jiao Gang. Most of it was large tombs that had existed for countless years.
In fact, this tomb has not yet been excavated.
"Big tomb?!"
Su Ding screamed in surprise.
The expressions of the rest of the people were also tense.
"A big tomb."
Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly. He pretended not to notice the restlessness of Su Ding and others, but he was thoughtful in his heart.
Before, he thought that Danfang from the Dajiao Gang had to pity himself for his education, but now it seems that he is more likely to come from this big tomb.
On one side, a large tomb has been dug for hundreds of years but has not been hollowed out...
"...A few days ago, someone said that the Dajiao Gang was trapped. Many of the leaders broke up, ran away with their belongings, and my two brothers were frightened by the Tie Kaishan chase, so they temporarily hid here..."
The fat man explained honestly.
The tall and lanky man still wanted to stop him, but under Yang Yu's gaze, he sighed dejectedly.
"It's about Danfang. Everyone, do you still want to hear more?"
Yang Yu glanced at Su Ding and others.
"This tomb..."
Liu Xu wanted to say something else, but Su Ding grabbed him and walked away with a smile. There were still people who were unwilling to say anything, but how could they have the courage to say anything?
Everything related to elixirs is taboo. Once you take possession of it, you will have to shed your skin even if you die.
It would be fine if they were all members of the martial arts world. That one was a master of the Six Sects. How could they dare to show it?
"...Please, please let my brother go."
The fat man's dull face seemed to be crying and smiling, but he also knew that he would not be spared today.
"The thing you want is inside. It depends on whether you have the ability to take it! I have enjoyed everything, and I will die if I die. Is it worth begging him?"
The tall and thin man interrupted, struggled to sit up, and spat:
"Yang Prison, in my next life..."
Tsk~
The sword flashed, and the expressions of the two men suddenly froze, and then their eyes dimmed.
"If you believe there is a next life, why don't you believe you are going to hell?"
Yang Yu sheathed his sword, turned around and walked towards the underground palace without looking at the two of them.
The mountains were almost hollowed out.
There is still a small part of the underground palace buried under earth and rocks. It wasn't just that the excavation was not good and it collapsed, it was also that the mausoleum was buried so deep.
The underground palace is empty.
Many places looked messy, which showed the panic when they retreated. Apart from these two people, there seemed to be no one else in the underground palace.
Yang Yu came slowly, his inner breath surged, and his five senses were heightened.
This underground palace is built to a very high standard and has all kinds of facilities. At first glance, it looks like the palaces in the outside world, except that it looks gloomy.
Corridor, screen stone, rockery...
Yang Yu walked slowly by. Whatever was buried with him had naturally been emptied out long ago. Perhaps it was among the belongings of the Jiao Gang that he had confiscated, or perhaps it had been sold elsewhere.
After walking for a long time, I didn't see anything rare.
Until we reached the main tomb.
This is a magnificent hall. Inside the courtyard is a forest of steles filled with Taoist inscriptions. Yang Yu looked at it and found that he was very proficient in the Taoist inscriptions.
However, most of them were poems written by literati, and many inscriptions that seemed to depict martial arts were completely erased.
"This is……"
Suddenly, Yang Prison stopped in front of a stone monument.
Taoist writing is not about martial arts, but more like a travelogue. Yang Yuben didn't pay attention to it. What attracted him was a signature.
The dragons and phoenixes are dancing, and they are carved into the stone. I don’t know when it was carved. It seems that there is no loss at all.
[Three Smiles Sanren, come here for a visit]
"Is it the Sanxiaosanren who wrote the theory of tides?"
Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.
Many books in the six-door desk room will mention this Sanxiao Sanren, but they are all vague.
Xu Wenji's Taoguo miscellany mentions him in quite a lot of space, and many of them are based on words left by Sanxiaosanren.
He looked at the stone tablet carefully.
Only then did he realize that this was no ordinary travelogue. Yang Yu reviewed it many times before he could decipher the information hidden in it.
[When the tide rises, all things come into being; when the tide falls, all things sink. In ancient times, perhaps not only legends disappeared, but also history...]
[...Who realized the martial arts from the magical power of Daoguo? Lu Chen? Emperor Qin? Overlord? Or the more ancient Five Emperors and Three Sovereigns? 】
[In ancient legends, does the cultivation of immortals and gods do not require Dao Fruit, or has it been deliberately erased? The point of recovery may be far away...]
[Daoguo is a rank diagram, with one rank, which is very interesting. Does this mean that Daoguo also has high and low levels, just like the gods in myths and legends?
Does that mean that immortals and gods can also be promoted from low to high? 】
[You can’t be born early and argue with the gods and gods. You can’t be born late and sit back and watch the tide rise. Is this fate? I won’t accept it...]
[…I passed through Qingzhou and found a fruit called ‘Green Girl’. Unfortunately, I did not meet the conditions for practicing it, let alone accept its rituals.
There has been a severe drought for three years, and the land is thousands of miles away. How can I bear it, but my life span is about to end, so let’s just seal it up. I hope no one will find the ‘Green Girl’ in future generations...]
[...I have lived for one hundred and nineteen years, which is enough, but the upcoming node... I really want to see it...]
…
There are few records, not much information, and many of them have no beginning or end. They are more like someone's casual notes. Yang Yu seems to understand but not understand.
There is not much information in it, but more of a pity.
Through the handwriting, Yang Yu seemed to see an old man sighing sadly, regretting that he was born at the wrong time.
"Tide rises for thousands of years..."
Yang Prison chewed the information he received in his heart.
The last traces of Sanxiaosanren were found in the place where the Ming Dynasty was founded. Even Wu Sheng could not live for two hundred years, so it was naturally impossible for him to survive until now.
only……
"What do you mean by the so-called recovery node?"
There are more and more doubts in my heart.
Yang Yu digested it for a long time before walking into the palace.
In the palace, the lights were bright, but the fire did not come from the torches, but from a large steaming iron pool in the middle of the palace.
Beside the iron pool, there are a large number of metal iron blocks, and there are even more in the palace, weighing tens of thousands of kilograms.
In the iron pool, flames were blazing, smoke was billowing, and the boiling molten iron was bubbling. In the middle, there was a semicircular sphere the size of a water tank.
The moment he saw the sphere, the Cauldron of Gluttony began to beat violently again.
"This iron ball is the 'big medicine' refined by the Jiao Gang?"
After circling the iron pool, Yang Yu's eyelids twitched.
He was sure that this unknown sphere was a Xuanying Pearl, a ridiculously large Xuanying Pearl, but how to do it?
how to eat?
Beside the iron pond, there are many traces. It is obvious that the Big Dragon Gang tried all kinds of methods but could not take out the Xuanying Pearl.
"Huh?"
After looking at it for a long time, Yang Yu suddenly had a strange look on his face:
"No wonder Yan Jingcheng said that contact with this substance will kill people. If the heavy metal exceeds the standard, you will not die..."
The Cauldron of Gluttony stopped moving, and its energy storage was rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, faster than he could swallow the golden beans!
Moreover, the closer you get to the iron pool, the faster this speed becomes.
"Good baby, good baby..."
Looking at the Xuanying Pearl rolling in the molten iron, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel his heart beat.
How many ingredients can he refine with such a big one?