Chapter 403 What is the life map? Three thousand avenues! (Two in one chapter
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Outside Qingzhou City, Qin Si reluctantly said goodbye.
She was a very sensible girl. Even though she was worried and reluctant, she did not stop her. She just put a jade pendant into Yang Yu's hand.
Letting go of his tender little hands, Yang Yu took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, said "Wait until I come back.", turned around and walked into the prepared chariot.
"drive!"
Outside the car curtain, the beauty's figure gradually became blurred, and the huge Qingzhou City also became blurred.
"The hardest thing to bear is the kindness of a beautiful woman..."
In the carriage, Zhang Longfu felt a little sour. Even though Yang Yu had explained everything clearly a few days ago, he still felt a little uncomfortable.
Compared to this, my elder sister obviously has no chance of winning...
Yang Yu played with the jade pendant containing Qin Si's magical power and glanced at him:
"If you have something to say, say it. If you don't, I'll return to your carriage."
Zhang Longfu felt uneasy, restless, and timidly said: "Sister, Brother Yang, you, you don't really want to join Dongchang, do you?"
Not everyone in Dongchang is an eunuch.
In fact, the three stalls in Dongchang are all famous martial arts figures who have been famous for a long time.
When the imperial court purged the world, countless masters joined the East and West factories, making them stronger than Jinyiwei in one fell swoop.
"If you keep talking nonsense, get out."
Yang Prison stared.
Zhang Longfu trembled and cried a little: "Brother Yang, I, I don't dare to go back to Longyuan City..."
"Ren Xiaoxiao must have come here with the emperor's will and is actually an imperial envoy. If you don't go back, the position of King Longyuan will have nothing to do with you anymore.
At that time, how will you face Zhang Lingfeng who is in charge of the entire Longyuan?"
Yang Yu put away the jade pendant close to his body and began to play with the two knives in front of him.
After all, the material of the two-edged sword was a bit different, so one had to be more cautious when transferring fate. These days, he had mastered the Night Demon Sword Technique just to prepare.
"The imperial court and the imperial envoy don't care about it either?"
Zhang Longfu was shocked and angry.
"What the imperial court needs is a stable border. As long as the person in power is named Zhang and does not rebel on his own, it will not interfere too much. Do you think the imperial court prefers you or Zhang Lingfeng?"
Yang Yu sneered.
"Then, then, he, he wants the throne, just give it to him. I, I actually don't want to be a prince at all..."
Zhang Longfu felt frightened, angry, and a little depressed:
"Actually, grandma has never looked at me. The heir to the throne that her family wants is my sister..."
"If you don't want the throne, what will your sister do? What will your grandma do?"
Yang Yu asked back.
"I really don't want it anymore..."
Zhang Longfu's eyes dimmed: "Maybe he, when he becomes the prince, will let us go..."
He was a little desperate.
If even the imperial court favors Zhang Lingfeng, what else does he have to rely on?
"You do not want?"
Yang Yu's expression turned cold and his words became colder:
"Thousands of Longyuan Guards died for you, and their heads were hung on the city wall. Your sister was imprisoned to save you and was seriously injured and dying. Yu Fangzhou and Nanshan Ba are only one step away from being promoted to the Grand Master. The existence of you
Fight for your life.
I am less than a month old, fighting two grandmasters, how many injuries will I get? You don’t care about any of this, just say you don’t want it, then you don’t want it?!”
Yang Prison has long been used to this boy's weakness.
The weak character created by years of privileged life cannot be changed overnight.
But I still hate that iron cannot become steel.
Compared to Old King Long Yuan and Yu Fengxian, who are both members of the same family, the gap is really huge. In a power struggle, do you just give up if you want to?
"I……"
Zhang Longfu gritted his teeth.
He hated his own weakness, but he was just afraid, just afraid...
"I won't steam the steamed buns to gain my reputation! The worst I can do is die, but it's better than being hunted down and having sleepless nights for the rest of my life!"
Yang Yu shook his sleeves and said:
"Get out of here if you're afraid. Who do you think cares about your family?"
Almost being blown out of the carriage, Zhang Longfu staggered and did not fall out of the car. He gritted his teeth and his face turned red:
"I don't want this throne, but I want to save my sister, grandma, and grandpa..."
Hearing this, Yang Yu's complexion improved slightly.
Even if Zhang Longfu was angry for the moment, if he didn't even have this anger, he would have to consider whether to act alone.
What he owes to Yu Fengxian is not what he owes to the Zhang family of Long Yuan.
"Yang, Brother Yang, I, do I still have a chance..."
The young prince looked at Yang Yu's face with anxiety, as if it was the last straw.
He is just timid, not stupid.
After experiencing Fang Liexue's surprise attack, he realized that what Wang Laodao relied on was completely unreliable.
Even the eunuchs looked down upon a poor young prince. The only one he could trust at this time was this 'ex-brother-in-law'.
"Of course there is a chance."
Yang Prison had to comfort this weak boy.
"I went to Longyuan City at the invitation of the next Xiao Xiao. This news cannot be hidden from anyone who cares. Once the news gets out, those who are still loyal to the old prince will rush to Longyuan City."
How many people are loyal to the old prince?
Yang Yu didn't know.
But judging from the fact that Zhang Lingfeng wanted to take advantage of the emptiness in the city to launch an attack, he must also be afraid.
Yu Fengxian's lesson is not far away, and Yang Yu is naturally alert. Even if he builds a furnace, he does not think he has the ability to fight against Longyuan Daocheng alone.
In martial arts practice, towards the end, the gap gets bigger and bigger. There is ultimately a huge gap between the master and the great master.
Not to mention that Wang Muzhi is also suspected to be a master of supernatural powers possessing Taoism.
A great master of martial arts with magical powers, I am afraid he will be even more powerful than Wei Zhengxian...
Not to mention, there is more than one great master.
In the name of Zhang Longfu, it was better to gather together those military veterans who were loyal to the old prince and the connections left by Xu Wenji to intimidate Long Yuan together than to go alone.
"Will it, will it happen?"
Zhang Longfu murmured, feeling uncertain.
"If not, why would Zhang Lingfeng hunt you down, and how could you escape? Then why would Fang Zhenghao send someone thousands of miles to pick you up?"
After that, Yang Yu didn't say much, raised his hands and drove him out of the carriage with great energy.
This boy Long Yang has such a good reputation that it’s hard to be alone with him for too long...
Zhang Longfu felt relieved and returned to the carriage.
"No wonder people say that the Longyuan Zhang family has come to an end...I'm afraid I can't help this kid up."
In the carriage, Yang Prison shook his head heartily.
It is true that there are many people who are loyal to the old prince, but with Zhang Longfu's weak temper, it is difficult to say how many people have expectations for him.
Fortunately, he only wanted to repay his kindness and did not really want to help this kid. Otherwise, he would be stuck in the quagmire and would not be able to escape.
"call!"
With a sigh of relief, Yang Yu put away the Night Demon Sword and did not choose to extract the fate-endowed two-edged sword at this moment.
The war is imminent, and it would be troublesome if the weapon were to be destroyed.
"Fang Zhenghao..."
The thoughts in his mind spread, and when he took out the golden beans from the mustard seed space and swallowed them, he suddenly noticed the trembling of something, and with a move in his heart, he took it out.
It was a round mirror the size of a palm and shaped like a breast mirror. It was the unknown mirror obtained from Nie Wendong.
At that time, because I didn’t know how to deal with it, I received it in the Mustard Seed Dimension.
"Kill Nie Wendong..."
The person in the mirror gritted his teeth and growled, suddenly aware of the changes in the outside environment, and was startled, realizing something:
"You actually possess the Mustard Seed Dimension?!"
Yang Yu looked at it calmly and Tongyou urged it.
Sure enough, just like before, there was only a thick fog on this mirror, making it difficult to see its fate.
"Talk?"
The man in the mirror calmed down.
Yang Yu asked back:
"What are you talking about with me? Hanbao is dead. Could it be that you have other Taoist fruits?"
"You seem to have more than one Dao Fruit in your possession?"
The voice of the person in the mirror was faint and bewitching:
"Tell me your rank map. I can help you complete the ritual, help you light up your destiny map, and completely refine your rank!"
"And, I will guide you towards the most perfect path to immortality!"
"Destiny map?"
Yang Yu pretended to be moved. The origin of this mirror was strange, and he tried to make a false statement:
"What is a destiny chart?"
"Haha, you really haven't completed the ceremony yet."
The man in the mirror smiled strangely:
"For the sake of helping me kill Nie Wendong, so what if I let you talk about it? In ancient times, Dao fruit was also known as 'immortal base', 'spiritual root' and 'divine source'. Only those who possess it can penetrate that
The destiny map of the great road in the dark, so as to embark on the road of immortality."
"On the Fate Map, there are recorded three thousand avenues and endless progression maps of Tao and Fruit. However, there are thousands of roads, including countless dead ends and dead ends. Choice is far more important than anything else!"
"At this time when all kinds of things are reviving, if you can meet this God, this will be the greatest blessing in your life!"
The voice of the person in the mirror is ethereal and extremely confusing.
"Advanced Diagram of Dao Fruit."
Yang Yu's heart moved slightly, remembering the deeds of 'Lü Sheng' he saw in the fantasy world of immortals and demons in the Tianhai Realm.
"Not bad, Dao Fruit Advanced Map!"
The man in the mirror smiles:
"Since you are a person with supernatural powers, you should feel the aura of 'revival of all kinds of things', right? As long as you cooperate with me, you will be at the forefront when the heavenly sea opens in the future!"
Its tone became ups and downs, trying its best to outline a bright future.
Yang Yu looked funny and interrupted:
"Did you also tell Nie Wendong this?"
The voice of the person in the mirror stopped suddenly and became furious:
"Don't mention that despicable evil beast! A mere ant dares to plot against the gods. When all species are revived, he will extract his soul and roast it in the soul-destroying fire for thousands, no, ten thousand years!"
As if the most painful scar had been uncovered, the person in the mirror was furious and jumped up and down. It took a long time before he came back to his senses.
"Let's talk next time."
It still wanted to say something, but Yang Yu seemed to have something in mind, and with the latter's lustful roar, he put it into the Mustard Seed Space.
Then, he closed his eyes and entered the Cauldron of Gluttony.
In the dark cauldron, the evil-suppressing seal glowed faintly.
An illusory line that only he could see was gently trembling. It was he who created the furnace and refined the second living dead after his spiritual power increased.
…
…
Whoosh!
The breeze blew through the old trees outside the mass grave, making a rustling sound.
"Alas, you are young after all and don't know how precious life is."
Taoist Yu came to a new tomb like a ghost, shook his head and sighed.
In the past few days, he had not been too far away from Qingzhou City. He had been wandering in the mountains and forests hundreds of miles away. After noticing Yang Yu's movements, he came out of the mountains as soon as possible.
"Don't blame Pindao for coming late. It's really Yang Prison who is too fierce...and don't thank Pindao. If you don't transport your body back to Baizhou, the blame for your poor actions cannot be pinned on your head."
After bowing gently, Taoist Yu was about to dig a grave when he suddenly heard a "puff" sound.
"who?!"
He was startled.
Before the thought could even hit the ground, his figure had already retreated tens of feet like lightning. As his hands danced wildly, dozens of hidden weapons and venom were sprayed in all directions.
咻咻咻咻~
The dense venom and hidden weapons all came to nothing.
After making sure that there was no one around, Taoist Yu had already retreated several miles away. He looked around in confusion, and his eyes suddenly became horrified.
A frightening white hand poked out from the lonely grave!
"I apologize..."
Fake corpse?!
Taoist Yu's eyelids twitched, and he immediately realized something was wrong, and noticed the weak fluctuations of Qi and blood.
"not dead?!"
Looking at 'Fang Liexue', whose face was as pale as a dead man's and even his chest seemed to be unable to rise and fall, Taoist Yu's eyes straightened.
That night, although he was far away, he still saw the fighting scene between the two.
Fang Lie's blood collapsed and broke his tendons, his energy and blood were burned out, and he was hit hard by the Ba Fist and died on the spot. This was what he saw with his own eyes.
How can you not die?!
suspended animation?!
What method of feigning death can be concealed from Yang Prison, who was born as an executioner?!
Taoist Yu was shocked and confused. He hesitated for a moment and did not run away. Instead, he sent a message from a distance:
"Brother Fang?!"
"it's me."
The hoarse and weak voice came, making Taoist Yu even more stunned:
"You, you're not dead?!"
Kakakka~
Yang Yu struggled to move his muscles and bones.
He struck too hard, and his dominating punch was unreserved, almost smashing Fang Liexue's bones and internal organs into a pulp. Even if he made repairs in the following days, the injury was still too serious.
The bones and tendons were broken in many places, all the internal organs were damaged, the furnace was broken and almost turned into a sieve, and no blood or energy could be preserved.
No warrior could survive such an injury, and even if he was made into a living dead with the evil-suppressing seal, he would not be optimistic.
Because all the big muscles in his body were broken, he wouldn't be able to move at all if he wasn't a living dead and unconscious.
"Unexpectedly, Brother Fang possesses such a unique skill?"
Taoist Yu came closer, looked at the dying 'Fang Liexue', and marveled:
"I heard that he was born as an executioner in Yang Prison. Whenever he takes action, no one survives. Brother Fang is really amazing. I wonder, what method did you use?"
His eyes were strange.
Fang Liexue survived, which was beyond his expectation.
"It's just a fluke. Brother Dao, do you have any medicine for the wound? I can borrow one or two and I will pay back tenfold in the future..."
With a hoarse voice, Yang Prison screamed in his heart.
How could he not see that this man had murderous intentions?
"Of course there is medicine for wounds, but unfortunately, Brother Fang doesn't need it anymore..."
Taoist Yu looked cold.
Fang Liexue is alive, which is definitely not good news for him.
Fang Zhenghao was domineering and cruel. If he knew that this incident had failed because of him and that Fang Lie was seriously injured and dying, he would have no way of living in Baizhou.
"How do you say this?"
Yang Prison screamed in his heart.
With the current state of this body, it is not easy to barely move, and it is absolutely impossible to compete with the old Taoist priest in front of him.
Murderous intent flashed in Taoist Yu's eyes:
"Brother Fang's injury is too serious. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover. Why not let Pindao give you a ride and end your pain?"
call!
Before he finished speaking, his palm fell like thunder, and the true energy was lingering, and he was about to kill 'Fang Liexue' here.
boom!
Dust and sand are flying.
"puff!"
Although he avoided this palm, he was injured, and thick blood squeezed out from various wounds. He fell to the ground, seemingly unable to fight back.
"How can you still sustain such an injury?"
Taoist Yu showed surprise on his face, and immediately stepped forward with a ferocious smile. Without drawing out his long sword, he continued to strike with his palm prints and hit with a heavy hammer.
Fang Liexue's martial arts skills were not inferior to him originally, but he was so seriously injured at this time, yet how could he take him seriously?
boom!
The strong wind exploded, and the fierce hands slapped. A ferocious look flashed in the Taoist's eyes, and he was about to kill 'Fang Liexue' who was covered in blood and had no strength to struggle!
Suddenly, his heart was shocked, and he saw Fang Liexue's cold and cold eyes, and what sounded in his ears was another unfamiliar and familiar voice:
"you dare?!"
"This sound..."
Taoist Yu's pupils shrank, and he retracted his palm as if he was electrocuted:
"Yang Prison?!"
Looking at 'Fang Liexue', Yu Daoren's eyes were extremely shocked. His memory was very good, but he couldn't tell who the voice was?!
But……
"Your name is Taoist Yu?"
Yang Prison's eyes were very cold:
"I let you go, but you dare to ruin my business?!"
His face was stern, but he was relieved in his heart, knowing that he had frightened this person.
If the person in front of him was not Taoist Yu, the well-known 'Taoist Gou' in Long Yuan, he would probably be the second living dead.
But for 'Taoist Gou', that's easy to say.
A few days after killing Fang Liexue, he learned the identity of the person in front of him through Jinyiwei's intelligence channels.
Taoist Yu is also a well-known figure in Longyuan Taoism, but unfortunately, he does not have a good reputation. This old Taoist priest is sneaky and insidious.
Most importantly, this person is horribly cautious and timid.
More than twenty years ago, the imperial court's plan to purge the world was just a rumor and had not yet been implemented. This old Taoist priest abandoned his disciples and fled to the mountains alone.
Became one of the few masters of Longyuan Dao who escaped the purge.
"Let me go, you, are you really Yang Yu?!"
Taoist Yu felt a little numb, and suddenly remembered the legendary Tao Fruit magical power that Yang Yu had never exposed:
"This, this is your magical power?!"
"Bring the medicine!"
Yang Yu's voice was cold.
Taoist Yu's eyelids twitched, and after a slight hesitation, he threw a few bottles of medicine from a distance.
I felt unlucky in my heart.
He had never expected this turn of events, but after witnessing Yang Yu's murderous killings with his own eyes, he felt a little guilty.
Before this trip, he had a deep fear of Yang Yu. This master who was an executioner was too cruel.
Taking a closer look at the number of his enemies since his debut, only a few of his enemies were dead. He was as miserable as Nie Wendong, but he was hacked to death by 3,600 knives.
More importantly, he killed Fang Liexue with just a few punches. His martial arts skills were as high as those of the four commanders of the Long Yuan Guard.
I'm afraid he can't afford to offend this person...
"not enough!"
He swallowed all the medicine without looking, and Yang Yu spoke again. He waited until all the medicine on the Taoist's body was taken, swallowed it, then closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
This Taoist was well versed in how to save his life, and the medicine for his wounds was of high quality. Before long, wisps of fishy smoke were rising from his body.
It can be seen with the naked eye that the hideous injuries have improved.
"What the hell!"
Taoist Yu's face turned black, and the hand holding the sword loosened and tightened, but he still could not make up his mind.
Although he thinks he has a good way to save his life, he is not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case.
only……
"call!"
After a long time, the sky darkened, and Yang Yu just opened his eyes, spat out a mouthful of smelly blood, and looked slightly better:
"Carry me to Baizhou."
"???"
Taoist Yu almost laughed out of anger: "What did you say?"
"I am less than a thousand miles away from Qingzhou at the moment. With Yunying's speed, I can kill him in less than an hour..."
Yang Yu's face was expressionless.
"Do you think you can really kill me?!"
Taoist Yu's face darkened.
"Give it a try?"
Yang Yu naturally knows how to deal with cautious people, and that is to intimidate:
"If I can't kill you in one day, I'll give it a year. If it doesn't work in one year, how about ten years? Yang's first exchange of blood has been less than five years. In ten years, maybe he can become a Martial Saint!"
"Become a Martial Saint in ten years?!"
He sneered at the Taoist people.
When the furnace was first formed, how far away was the Martial Saint?
It will take ten years. This is a joke. Do you think you are Zhang Xuanba?!
However, this person's martial arts talent is extremely high, perhaps not higher than that of Chu Tianyi.
It's hard to say for sure about Wu Sheng Piaomiao, but for the Grand Master, I'm afraid it's very possible.
Moreover, this person obviously possesses Dao Fruit...
With this in mind, he hesitated:
"What are you doing in Hakushu?"
Yang Yu didn't answer and asked again:
"Should I carry it or not?"
"Do you really think you've got me?!"
Taoist Yu was a little angry.
But after thinking about it, he still decided not to suffer the immediate disadvantage. He held his nose and squatted down, picked up the half-invalid man on his back, and ran wildly, rising high and falling again.
To vent your anger.
"I can't beat you to death!"
…
…
Inside the Banshang Pass, there is a small courtyard facing the street somewhere.
Whoosh!
Yu Lingxian opened his eyes, and the turbulent blood energy calmed down.
"The furnace is finally finished!"
She gently wiped the sweat on her forehead and smiled.
There is no doubt about her talent, otherwise she would not be able to become one of the twenty-seven contemporary saints of the Liansheng Sect. However, she was stuck in the Zhen Gang test for more than four years.
The purpose is to use the "Old Mother's Technique to Split the Mountain" to create a melting pot.
Among the previous saints, only one or two people could achieve this step.
"Yu Fengxian, next time we meet, I will definitely retaliate for the murder!"
Yu Lingxian calmed down.
At this time, Yan Xilue's slightly changed voice came to his ears:
"Fang Liexue is dead! Night Demon Sword Yuan Fei, Fang Liexue, the two masters, their souls have been destroyed in Qingzhou City! It has been such an eventful year. The last time a master fell one after another, it was more than 20 years ago."
"Fang Liexue is also dead?!"
Yu Lingxian was a little shocked: "Who dares to kill him?!"
"Decapitation knife, Yang Prison."
Yan Xi glanced at Yu Lingxian meaningfully:
"I heard that this person hunted you?"
Yu Lingxian's face looked a little unnatural. She was chased by Yu Fengxian and Yang Yu one after another, so that the entire Qingzhou sub-rudder was uprooted, which made her a laughing stock.
"For such a person, among the saints of this generation, I am afraid that Feng Wushuang is the only one who can compare to her. It is normal that you are not my opponent."
Yan Xi expressed relief and stood up:
"Let's go and see the face of our General Fang. It must be a very interesting thing..."
"Is it interesting?!"
A low and domineering voice sounded from afar, and Fang Zhenghao's breath swept through the streets and alleys like a cold current, and the biting coldness almost extinguished the nearby fireworks.
"I said something wrong, General, don't blame me."
Yan Xi pretended to exclaim, covering her mouth, but then smiled, which was obviously intentional.
boom!
The courtyard door opened, and Fang Zhenghao stepped forward. His majestic momentum was as overwhelming as a mountain. Yu Lingxian's breath was stagnant, and she could hardly help but activate her true energy to resist.
"Elder Yan, are you happy that Fang's person died?"
Fang Zhenghao looked indifferent.
"Don't dare, don't dare."
Yan Xi's expression tightened slightly, she didn't dare to tease anymore, and said seriously:
"A secret message came from our church, saying that Yang Yu, at the invitation of Xiao Xiao, the second-level leader of Dongchang, took the young prince back to Longyuan City. Judging from the route, it seems that it will pass through Baizhou..."
At this point, she said no more.
"He won't have the chance to die in Zhang Lingfeng's hands."
Fang Zhenghao closed his eyes and breathed:
"I need you to launch an uprising on the road that must pass by!"
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