Chapter 228: Leaving the Eternal Heaven (Second Update)
No one would suspect a dead man of murder.
Especially, a dead man who has been dead for several days kills someone.
A beggar who died on the street due to family troubles and had no relatives or friends was the identity Yang Yu chose for the living dead.
Just as he expected, he managed to hide it from the soldiers who came to search him.
"call!"
He raised his arms slightly, closed the coffin, and lay down in it again. This was the best hiding place, and he would not be stupid enough to go out at this moment.
In the darkness, Yang Yu urged the messenger to pass through the darkness.
The dead naturally have no destiny, but the living dead are different. They contain half of Fang Qidao's 'souls' and can respond to his thoughts.
【Living Dead】
[Neither life nor death (light green), Steel and iron bones (light green), Ignorance (light green), Suppress evil seal puppet (dark green), Vitality like a furnace (light red, falling), Qingzhou chief arrester (
light green), bad luck (light green)]
The fate of the living dead, or the fate of Fang Qidao, is naturally not comparable to those of prisoners, jailers, or even the poisonous old man.
Not only are there as many as seven, but the lowest ones are all light green, and this is still missing half of the number of lives.
"Grey, white, green, green, red? There is a saying among the elders of a state that they are favored by fate. Now it seems that it makes some sense."
Yang Yu was thinking in his heart, and his mind fell on the fate entry "blood like a furnace".
The blood and energy are like a furnace, which is one of the signs of having exchanged blood for thirteen times and building the fifth level of the foundation. It also means that the person has reached the point where "the blood and energy are like a furnace, burning hundreds of scriptures" and giving birth to his own martial arts.
He can be called a quasi-grandmaster in martial arts circles.
Before the fifth and fourth levels of martial arts, most of the time is to accumulate blood and energy to temper the muscles and bones, but after the fourth level, you have to come into contact with the 'True Gang'.
When the true Gang is outside, it can cause the air flow to move violently and produce body-protecting Gang Qi.
Inside, it can absorb blood and become the prototype of a 'melting furnace'.
The melting pot of blood and energy is the symbol that the warriors of the five levels must gather together.
Once it is condensed into a furnace of qi and blood, all the blood qi throughout the body returns to the Dantian, warming and nourishing the bone marrow and replenishing the inner breath without any wear and tear. Not only will the power be greatly increased when facing the enemy.
It can also achieve the effect of prolonging life.
At the same time, it is also the foundation for tempering hundreds of classics and forging your own path to becoming a Martial Saint.
Zhen Gang, the furnace, the melting of hundreds of scriptures, and the Qi flowing through all the orifices. These are the four essential steps to become a martial saint. Of course, according to some secret records.
There is also a hidden fifth step, which is the ‘Tao Fruit’.
"In terms of pure martial arts attainments, Fang Qidao is the best among the people I have seen. The rest, even Yu Fengxian, are still only in Zhen Gang and Ji Long Mountain. They are probably just formed in the furnace..."
Yang Prison said to himself.
Fang Qidao's martial arts attainments are undoubtedly extremely high.
It's a pity that before this master, who could be ranked among the top five in Qingzhou, showed off his martial arts, he was defeated by the man in golden armor who was suspected to have been copied from King Zhao of Xifu.
But even so, he could still escape thousands of miles under his own pursuit.
In the end, if he hadn't forcibly claimed the evil-suppressing seal, he would have been allowed to practice the thousand-year-old magic skill, the "Devil Seed and Rebirth Technique".
It can be said that it fits the "bad luck" in his destiny.
"Time is also fate..."
While shaking his head slightly, the destiny entry was unfolded.
[Blood Qi Furnace: Thirteen Qi are like fire for exchanging blood, blood is like a furnace for building the five levels of foundation. Fire enters the furnace to forge hundreds of sutras. This body is already extraordinary. 】
[Neither life nor death, the fire will be extinguished, falling]
[can be changed]
"The living dead are not living people after all. Although their blood is still alive, it cannot be replenished. It is reasonable that the fire will be extinguished..."
Yang Yu was not surprised.
He controls the living dead as if they are wearing heavy armor, and is naturally aware of their status.
In fact, in his original plan, the living dead could be discarded after three or two uses at most. After all, he had no ability to rekindle its dying blood.
But now, things are naturally different.
Buzz!
As soon as he thought about it, the 'Qi and Blood Decay' captured from Sun Erniu disappeared into the body of the living dead.
Then,
There is no more.
A strong man with qi and blood as strong as a furnace, his blood and qi are as strong as a thousand times more than that of an ordinary person?
Of course, Sun Erniu's old energy and blood could not light a 'furnace fire'.
However, in his perception, the blood of the living dead was like stagnant water, creating an imperceptible ripple.
"feasible!"
Not only was the blood of the living dead rippled, there was also a ripple in Yang Yu's heart.
At first, he just wanted to avenge the assassination for which he was offered a reward, and wanted to tear off the Xiao family's face and trample on it.
But at this moment, he looked at the living dead who were gradually coming to life.
Another thought arose in his mind.
"Xiao Zhan..."
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The breeze blows off the green leaves, and the autumn mood envelopes the mountains and fields.
The towering mountains stretch for 18,000 miles, like an ancient giant beast, standing outside the border, crossing the east and west, cutting off the exchanges between the three countries.
Liujishan, the junction of the Three Kingdoms, has been the site of the most intense wars in all dynasties. The battle of Liujishan decades ago was even more earth-shattering.
The fierce battle of three million people, the endless blood and fire, gave this ancient majestic peak an air of killing that cannot be erased.
Late autumn has not yet arrived, and the mountains and fields are already withered.
call!
On top of the handsome dragon and horse with a mane like fire and shoulders taller than ten feet, Xiao Zhan, wearing heavy armor, stretched out his hand, gently picked up the yellowing fallen leaves, and looked at the mountains in the distance.
His eyesight is excellent, comparable to that of an eagle.
You can almost see the flags in the distance, winding through the checkpoints for tens of miles.
That is the 'Red Blood Pass', separated by a pass, and behind it is the Dali Dynasty, which has existed for more than five hundred years and occupied almost half of China before the founding of the Ming Dynasty.
Whoosh!
On the wasteland, thousands of horsemen lined up behind him, all of them were heavily armored, and each of them carried a horse-killing sword that was eight feet long.
The wind rises and falls, but there is no sound of people or horses neighing, and orders and prohibitions are carried out, just like one person, which shows that he is an elite person.
"The spies came to report that a few months ago, there was indeed a big shot from the Kamikaze Tower. It is very likely that he was one of the nine great eunuchs under Li Yuan..."
A young general in black armor rode forward and reported in a low voice:
"It seems to be the Seventh Taibao 'Wang Chongyue'!"
The Dali Dynasty followed the path of revolution. The whole country believed in the "Eternal Heaven", and the one with the highest status was the "Eternal Tianlun Temple".
Secondly, there is the Dali royal family.
Under the royal family, there are seven major forces, and Kamikaze Tower is one of them. The leader of Kamikaze Tower is the military god ‘Li Yuan’ who became a martial saint fifty years ago.
The battle at Liujishan was initiated by him and the two men named Tantai Mie from the Golden Horde Royal Court.
"It's him?"
Xiao Zhan's eyes moved slightly, he looked back at the winding military tent in the distance, and said:
"Have you informed the general?"
"Someone at the General's office has informed you, but there is no response and there doesn't seem to be any anger."
The young black-armored general replied.
"Angry?"
Xiao Zhan chuckled, and a haze flashed in his eyes.
Wei Zhengxian, of course, would not be angry. In fact, according to his speculation, he should be overjoyed.
In recent years, the struggle for heirs in the Longyuan Palace has become more and more intense. It is no longer limited to Daozhou, and has even begun to spread to the army.
As far as he knew, the generals in the Yun and Baizhou armies had already developed their tendencies, but Wei Zhengxian was the only one who was always ambiguous, which had long made the nobles impatient.
According to his calculations, he was very confident that Wei Zhengxian would be transferred, but unfortunately...
"Red Blood is closed!"
At this time, the black-armored young general's face tightened slightly, and the thousands of elite knights behind him also changed. They clenched their swords amidst the sound of their armors rubbing against each other.
You can see very far away, the red blood is closed, the big flag is changing, the tall city gate is opening, and thousands of horses are moving with it, coming towards this place.
But not long after, it stopped.
Only one ride comes from Juechen.
"this?"
The black-armored young general looked at Xiao Zhan, but the latter seemed to have expected it. With a casual wave of his hand, he also urged the dragon colt to move forward.
"Everyone, be alert!"
When the black-armored young general shouted in a deep voice, Xiao Zhan had already urged his horse to cross a hundred feet away.
Whoosh!
After walking several hundred feet, Xiao Zhan stopped. When he raised his eyebrows again, he could faintly see the person in the distance. He was wearing yellow armor, tall and tall, with a bloody cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.
A strange scimitar behind him glowed with cold light.
"Brother Xiao, I haven't seen you in ten years, and you are still looking so good and strong!"
Before the people arrive, the sound arrives first.
More than a hundred feet away, the yellow horse also stopped. The two looked at each other from a distance, and they could see each other's subtle expressions.
"Wang Yang."
Looking at his old acquaintance, Xiao Zhan sneered:
"If you're not serving your master at the Kamikaze Tower, why are you here at the border outside the Great Wall?"
"Brother Xiao is still so merciless when he speaks."
Wang Yang was not angry either. He looked at the military tent far away and said with a smile:
"I'm just sorry that Brother Xiao is so old and has to travel around in person. I don't know when and what month he will be able to sit in charge of the central army and strategize?"
"Afraid you won't be able to make it in this life?"
Click!
Xiao Zhan tightened his grip on the long knife, his eyes flashing with cold light:
"Do you want to die?!"
"So what if you want to die? Can Brother Xiao live longer than Wang?"
Wang Yang smiled half-heartedly, exposing the other person's pain without mercy.
"It seems that you really want to die..."
Xiao Zhan looked coldly, and when the knife was drawn out an inch, a cold light suddenly appeared, revealing his murderous intent.
"Brother Xiao is still so intolerant of jokes."
Seeing that he was angry, Wang Yang stopped teasing and sighed softly:
"Brother Xiao should know Wang's intention. It's been ten years. I wonder if Brother Xiao has thought about it."
"ridiculous."
Xiao Zhan sneered back:
"Collaboration with the enemy and treason is unacceptable! I have been a soldier all my life, how can I bear such an infamy? Go back and tell your master that if you really want to fight, you might as well fight with real swords and spears."
What’s the point of using these dirty tricks?”
"Pity……"
Seeing his stern refusal, Wang Yang felt a little regretful, turned his horse around, and laughed away:
"How can a man live in heaven and earth and live in depression for a long time? Brother Xiao, please take care of yourself!"
"Living under others for a long time..."
Xiao Zhan tightened his grip on the horse's reins, his heart filled with excitement.
At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of a horse neighing in the distance. He suddenly turned around and saw members of his family driving horses from a very far distance. They looked anxious and did not hesitate to use their horses.
"Um?!"
Xiao Zhan's heart thumped, and he turned his horse around. He heard a sharp neigh, the horse fell upside down, and the tribesmen on it came galloping over, their voices anxious and bleak:
"Uncle, Young Master, Young Master, he was killed!"