Chapter 349 If you take my life, it’s up to me (Second update)
Looking for one person in the vast world is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
This is the case for him, the Lianshengjiao is like this, and the court is also like this. When an ordinary little old man with an ordinary appearance and a frightened appearance blends into the crowd, it is like water dripping into the sea. How easy is it to find him?
Not to mention this life, even in the past life, finding people is not necessarily easy. It is a laborious task that requires a lot of manpower and material resources.
"Old man..."
Yang Yu had a headache.
Under his coercion, Yu Lingxian and the three of them cooperated quite a bit. The eagle flew back and forth hundreds of times in the past few days and brought a lot of information.
only……
call!
As if he noticed something strange, Yang Yu's wandering mind instantly turned around, and ripples appeared in the wine glass.
The person was like a ghost, Lin Surong ducked in.
"The person you want has been found."
She held a file and saw Yang Yu reaching for it, but did not hand it over:
"In the past three days, our Fei Ying has been mobilized hundreds of times, mobilizing thousands of strongholds and hundreds of thousands of believers. Could it be that we don't deserve a word of thanks?"
"Is the grace of mercy enough?"
Yang Yu remained motionless, his five fingers opened and closed, the air flow spread like a physical palm, and he snatched the file from his hand.
"Of course that's enough."
Lin Surong felt relieved.
In the past few days, she mobilized thousands of strongholds in Bai and Qing states to find out the news, and her heart was moved.
The seemingly inferior young man in front of him seems to have been famous for less than three years, but his rapid rise is enough to make anyone stunned.
In just three years, he had accomplished a great deal of blood exchange, and was suspected of becoming the world-famous Undefeated Tiangang, and even escaped completely from the hands of Wei Zhengxian.
With such strength, even many elders in the sect cannot compare to it.
With such speed and such martial arts, in the past hundred years, only a few young martial saints such as Li Yuan, Zhang Xuanba, and Taoist Yunni could surpass him.
At that time, Wei Zhengxian had more than ten years of accumulation before he became famous in Qingzhou. Compared to the person in front of him, he seemed to be inferior.
"Changliu Mountain?"
Yang Yu flipped through the files and integrated the previous information in his mind. After careful consideration, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he waved his hand:
"You guys will go on your own, I won't send you off."
"Not urgent."
After receiving the promise, Lin Surong was no longer in a hurry. She glanced at Yu Lingxian, who turned her head, then looked at Lin Wenjun, lowering her head to play with her hair.
He could only shake his head and said:
"Master Yang, since you have broken with the imperial court, have you ever considered joining our sect?"
Yang Yu raised his head:
"Are you making me laugh?"
"..."
Lin Surong almost choked to death. He never expected that Yang Yu would react like this, but after thinking about the order from the sect, he still said bravely:
"There is a saying in the religion that as long as Yang Daxia agrees to join the religion, not only will all the old grudges be wiped out, but also good gifts will be given to him, and he will be able to choose a state as the chief helmsman, and he will be able to use all kinds of martial arts, magic, elixirs, and magic weapons.
open……"
"You will not give more than the imperial court."
Yang Yu closed the file, his eyes cold:
"You don't need to embarrass yourself in front of me with your intimidation and inducement tactics."
Although the imperial court is corrupt and there are more people who should be killed, there are still people like Wang Fobao, Wang Wu, Wei He, Qi Gang, and Xu Wenji who uphold the law.
In contrast, the Lian Sheng Cult is the cancer of the world.
Just imagine, a court with laws and regulations could decay to this point in four hundred years, but what about a sect that has been around for three thousand years and whose mission is to create laws and stir up trouble?
"Master Yang has a deep misunderstanding of us."
Lin Surong sighed:
"Just as there are corrupt officials like Nie Wendong in the imperial court, it is inevitable that our Liansheng religion will also have some bad apples. But the scriptures in our religion are all about advising people to do good, and they are ways to save the people.
Why do you think of us as snakes and scorpions?"
Hearing this, Yu Lingxian couldn't help but speak with a cold voice: "If my pity for life religion is really heinous, how come there are so many people who believe in it devoutly?"
"That's right!"
Lin Wenjun, who had been silent for several days, also spoke up: "My mother created the world and preached the gospel. We believe in it devoutly, so how can we destroy the world she created and the people she gave birth to?"
Yang Yu's eyes were filled with pity.
Seeing the three people's convinced expressions, he just realized that these so-called saints had not only been cultivated, but also brainwashed in the past ten years.
Thinking about this, he couldn't help but ask an irrelevant question:
"Have you ever farmed?"
"ah?"
The three women were stunned when they heard this.
"Working?"
"Fish?"
"Chopping wood?"
"Hunting?"
"In business?"
"Join the army?"
…
Listening to these questions one after another, Lin Wenjun finally became impatient: "What exactly do you want to say?"
"You still don't understand?"
Yang Yu shook his head slightly:
"Can a sect that is dedicated to rebellion and does no good to people, people or the country really encourage people to do good?"
"How dare you belittle me like this?!"
Hearing this, the three women all changed their expressions. If they had not known that they were outmatched, they would have thought of taking action to capture him.
"For three thousand years, my religion has always been rooted in the people, advising people to do good, giving out porridge and medicine, and taking it as my own responsibility to save all sentient beings. How come I am so unbearable in your mouth?!"
Yu Lingxian stood up:
"Everyone is supposed to perform their own duties, so why do you think we are like a cancer, causing harm to others?!"
"Different road non-phase plan!"
Yang Yu was too lazy to say anything more. He raised his hand, and the powerful energy filled the air and blew the clothes of the three people dancing wildly:
"Get out of here before I change my mind!"
…
"Finally, finally, finally found you!"
Seeing the city gate in the distance, Canghai's chest heaved violently. Never before had he so desperately wanted a bird mount.
The White Crane flew across the river in one day, and it took him three or four days to gallop without sleep. Even though he was physically strong, he felt physically and mentally exhausted at this time.
Determined not to show up in front of anyone this time, he would only wait until he gets close to this person, then violently kill him.
"My killing sword..."
Canghai took a deep breath, his heart ached as if it was bleeding.
Naturally, he has more than one sword, but the killing sword is what he has devoted his whole life to. If he loses this sword, his mind will be bruised and his martial arts will plummet.
This was simply more intolerable to him than taking away his wife.
Phew!
Cranes chirp in the sky and flow through the sky.
"Um?!"
The sky suddenly changed color. When I looked up, I saw the familiar white crane flying high into the sky, fluttering its wings and dancing wildly. In a few breaths, it became so small that it was almost invisible.
"Yang Prison!!!"
…
…
'Someone seems to be calling me?'
Above the sky, Yang Yu seemed to be aware of it, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He sat cross-legged and meditated, while smelting the black stone, he urged Tongyou to check his destiny.
【Yang Yu】
[Fate: Kuixing kicks and fights, dominates]
[Fate number: four purple, one gold, two red, one green, one white]
[Ji Kui enters the fate, nine oxen and two tigers, melts gold and refines the body, comes from outside the world, has blood like a dragon, is indestructible like a diamond, is like a violent death, has good fortune, and is a supreme minister]
[Status: In good condition]
In the past month or so, Yang Yu has certainly not been idle. While sorting out and practicing his martial arts and strengthening the big black dog's destiny, he has naturally not forgotten himself.
After many attempts, he was defeated by being "alone" and "poor" with the two fates of "good luck" and "position of great people" respectively.
Of course, there were several losses in between, and several rare lives were lost, which made Yang Yu feel heartbroken.
"Fate should also be subdivided. For example, 'good fortune' refers to luck, a person's destiny, and 'symbol of sudden death' refers to potential, which represents the direction of the future.
The indestructibility of a diamond should be a human talent, the energy and blood of a dragon should be the transformation of the physical body, and what is the likeness of a visitor from the sky?"
Yang Prison said to himself.
Magical powers require self-realization, at least for him. He has never slacked off in developing magical powers, and among the three magical powers he has learned, Tongyou is the most important to him.
It’s not that the ‘Nine Bulls and Two Tigers’ and the ‘Metal Refining Body’ are not strong enough, but the fact that the Netherworld comes from his Jikuixing, which can be regarded as his natal magical power.
"I successfully obtained the whereabouts of the old man this time. Is it because of luck?"
"Can my fate as a highly respected minister help me escape the pursuit of the imperial court?"
“What is the law by which fate reflects reality?”
"How does luck manifest itself in fortune? Take Nie Wendong as an example. He got bronze mirrors one after another and met Ji Longshan who was pregnant with the fruit of Tao. Is this considered luck?"
…
Yang Yu sat quietly, lost in thought, letting his distracting thoughts fly and his thoughts wandering around.
Cultivation requires meditation, but meditation is not all about suppressing and letting distracting thoughts fly. It is also a kind of practice.
"I have angered the imperial court and are about to be hunted, but I am destined to be a 'very human minister'. With the conflict between the two directions, how can I reverse my fate?"
Yang Yu thought leisurely.
The Ming Dynasty was founded four hundred years ago, and its foundation is far deeper than anyone can imagine. A great master like Wei Zhengxian is still unable to break free.
Naturally, he would not think that he could resist the imperial court's pursuit on his own.
Therefore, after pacifying Dushan, he immediately urged Tongyou to change his destiny.
Firstly, it was to try to see if he could cope with the imperial court's pursuit. Secondly, it was also a test of Tongyou, or a destiny that was far beyond his reach at this time.
"look forward to!"
Taking a deep breath, Yang Yu closed his eyes and concentrated, entering the Cauldron of Gluttony to hone his various martial arts skills by refining food.
The martial arts he had learned at this time were enough, complex enough, and powerful enough. Therefore, the many times he refined ingredients after that were no longer for the purpose of obtaining martial arts.
Instead, you have to use the environment during refining to hone your martial arts at this time.
In the illusion, he is not afraid of loss or injury, and can try all his ideas without reservation.
The reason why he suppressed his desire to refine the 'Nine Bulls and Two Tigers' again was because he wanted to push all kinds of martial arts to their current limits.
Then, go to challenge Zhang Xuanba in the illusion of Liuji Mountain, and try to push the power of nine cows and two tigers to the second level that seems to be close at hand.