Chapter 433 Emperor Fengdu, Book of Life and Death!
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Looking at the familiar gray box in front of him, Yang Yu suddenly realized that the gray box Xu Wenji left that day should belong to Wang Muzhi.
This pair of masters and disciples who were about to turn their backs had a tacit understanding that he didn't know about.
"You stepped from Zhen Gang to the Furnace by relying on the Ren Yuan Great Pill that Wei Zhengxian sought. You should understand the importance of the pill."
Wang Muzhi picked up the teacup:
"For our generation of warriors, elixir is life!"
"Without that Ren Yuan Great Pill, I would have taken this step for at least five years, or even longer."
Yang Yu replied.
Martial arts practice is not indispensable without elixirs, but human lifespan is limited.
Without external assistance, it is possible to extract blood energy that is hundreds of times higher than that of ordinary people just by relying on whole grains. How much energy and time does it take?
A person's Qi and blood are vigorous in youth, strong in middle age, and decay in old age. Without external help, how many people can build a furnace before Qi and blood decay?
"It takes three years to collect materials, brew, and refine a Renyuan Great Pill. During this period, at least thousands of people have to travel to and from many places..."
"If there is no collective effort, how long will it take for one person to cook and refine thousands of medicinal materials, exotic essences and blood?"
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Yang Yu didn't want to go around and watch Zi anymore.
"In troubled times, it's not just war, it's also the collapse of the old system. Everything we are familiar with today will no longer exist."
Wang Muzhi sat upright:
"I just want to say that no one can stay out of it, and you are no exception. In troubled times, where can you get the pill?"
"You are right."
Yang Prison sighed and did not refute.
In troubled times, the rules are completely overturned and broken, and it is not just as simple as war.
As Wang Muzhi said, in times of chaos, the world will be turbulent and powerful, and this is not because everyone is greedy for the high position, but because they have to do it.
The physical strength of a blood-transformed warrior is a thousand times stronger than that of ordinary people, but the amount of energy consumed is also unimaginable by ordinary people.
Eating three cows a day, before elixirs were widely popularized, was not a legend, but was recorded in books.
However, in this era, elixirs are so popular that most warriors are not aware of them.
But once troubled times come, medicinal materials and elixirs will be greatly reduced, and they will be strictly controlled by many powerful forces and cannot be leaked out.
only……
"As you said, in troubled times, those who want to settle down will inevitably be squeezed out, and I will inevitably be affected.
but……"
Yang Yu looked calm:
"Why should I trust you?"
Wang Muzhi was very sincere and tried his best to make him let down his guard.
But Yang Yu was very calm in his heart.
Today's Ming Dynasty may be on the verge of collapse, but those in the divine capital still control the power of the world, and their power is so powerful that ordinary people cannot imagine it.
Even if he really wanted to become a king and establish an institution, he would not be stupid enough to jump out at this time and take the lead for the king, which would often lead to a bad death.
Of course, Yang Yu would not be unclear about this.
"Winning people's trust is not my specialty."
Wang Muzhi sighed.
Yang Yu originally thought that he would try his best to show off and win his trust, but unexpectedly, he put away the wooden box and changed the topic.
"Junior brother, do you know why my brother has been sitting in Longyuan City for many years without leaving the city?"
"Um?"
Wang Muzhi's conversation changed very quickly, and Yang Yu frowned, puzzled by his meaning.
"Since you have met Zhang Lingying, you should probably know that Longyuandao was once the Yinsi Ranch."
Wang Muzhi paused slightly and said:
"Below Longyuan City, there is a rare treasure called the 'Book of Life and Death'!"
"Book of Life and Death?!"
Yang Yu's pupils shrank and he was very surprised: "Under Longyuan City, is there a book of life and death?!"
Don't tell him what the Book of Life and Death is. If you ask random people on the roadside, they will probably have heard of legends about this rare treasure.
According to legend, in ancient times, there were ghosts and gods entrenched in the underworld. Their ruler named himself Fengdu and controlled the life and death of all living beings.
Under his jurisdiction are the three princes of the palace, the ghost emperors of the five directions, and the ten kings of hell, all of whom are the kings of the Yin gods with great reputations.
The Book of Life and Death is one of the most precious treasures of the Yin Division.
It is said that the life and death of those listed on this list are not determined by heaven, but are controlled by the Fengdu Emperor.
"I paid a great price to glimpse the judge's ritual in the fate map. Wherever the judge's path is, there must be traces of the book of life and death..."
Wang Muzhi did not finish his words.
"No one can tell whether it is or not. I can only say that it is very likely."
"Destiny map?!"
Yang Yu's eyelids twitched.
Over the years, he has met many magical masters, but including himself, they were all still before the ceremony.
Wang Muzhi has actually lit up his destiny chart?
"The judge's supernatural power can only be fully displayed through the Book of Life and Death. What Zhang Lingfeng is thinking about is nothing more than to use the Dojo of Life and Death as a medium to trigger the Book of Life and Death on the Ghost Festival..."
Wang Muzhi did not hide anything.
Without asking any questions, Yang Yu revealed all his previous calculations, only to see Yu Jing's heart pounding with fear.
Has he ever seen a teacher care so much about someone?
This is almost a proactive gesture.
"The Book of Life and Death is the most treasured treasure of the Yin Division. It may not be complete under Longyuan City, but even one page is enough to cause a catastrophic disaster."
Wang Mu’s words are concise and concise:
"The divine object has been obscured. Without Zhang Lingfeng, I couldn't find it. For this reason, I made a deal with him, and that's it..."
Book of life and death...
Yang Yu frowned and said nothing.
Hanba was born, and three years after the great disaster, millions of people in Deyang Prefecture were displaced. The life and death record was comparable to that of Hanba, but it was much more special.
This kind of thing is born...
Wang Muzhi put down his tea cup:
"After seven days, you can come to Wanxiang Mountain to find me. At that time, you and I will explore the 'Book of Life and Death' together. Does this show my sincerity?"
"Its daybreak."
The sky turned white, the sun rose in the east, and the darkness receded. Yang Yu stood up and left without saying anything.
Wang Muzhi seemed to be showing good intentions in a concealed manner, but he did not forget the heads hanging outside the city and the dojo of life and death that covered the entire Longyuan City.
This man from Wanxiang Mountain, as people say, seems to be both good and evil, but he is not a good person.
If you want to seek skin from a tiger, you must at least have the power to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.
"teacher……"
Looking at Yang Yu's retreating figure, after a silent night, he spoke:
"Da Ming, is it really hopeless?"
"The foundation of the Ming Dynasty is broken. There are too many shortcomings from top to bottom. Even if Zhang Yuanzhu is resurrected, it is impossible to change it, let alone the current 'Tao Emperor'..."
Wang Muzhi sighed silently:
"As far as I know, except for the day he ascended the throne, he almost never went to court in the past twelve years."
"well."
Yu Jing sighed:
"In the end, I was born here and grew up here..."
"No one is born rebellious, so why don't you work hard as a teacher, but..."
Wang Muzhi let out a long sigh.
Once upon a time, he devoted himself to following in the footsteps of his teacher, running through Yunzhou, purging the martial arts world, suppressing the powerful, taming the land, and sorting out the ten directions of governing the country.
But what's the result?
The silk book, which took more than 20 years of hard work from their master and apprentice, was thrown away to gather dust.
Yu Jing looked a little sad:
"He won't agree, right?"
"A person who is only about 20 years old, but already has peerless martial arts that rivals the great master. If such a person were born into the royal family, he might not be the second King Zhao of the West Prefecture.
It's a pity that he has no roots. The closer he gets to that line, the more temptations and draws he will receive. And with his temperament, it is impossible for him to succumb to others."
Wang Muzhi's eyes were clear.
"Martial Saint is the most important weapon of the country! Neither those in the imperial court nor the other two countries will allow another 'Sword Saint Mu Qingliu'!"
The remaining scene is silent.
Only people of his level can understand the weight and significance of the Martial Saint.
Apart from being unable to eat wind, drink dew and live a long life, martial arts saints are almost as good as the legendary gods.
With such an existence that can dominate the world, no force or person in power would want him to wander outside.
"He shined brilliantly today, his martial arts and supernatural powers are astonishing. His brilliance overshadowed Wei Zhengxian. Two great masters like Lin Qitian who have been famous for many years will definitely attract attention."
Wang Muzhi took a sip of tea:
"Fireflies can be hidden in mountains and forests, but the sun can only hang high in the sky. If you force it, it will burn the mountains and destroy the forests, and all beasts will suffer..."
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Whoosh!
In the antique-scented room, surrounded by the scent of smoke, Liu Jing slowly opened his eyes.
"hiss!"
Taking a long breath, the aroma that filled the room was swallowed into his mouth and nose. After a long time, he exhaled it, and there was already a bright color on his face.
"This pure incense is worthy of being the top of the hundred incense. If we can burn a stick of incense every day, is it possible for our family to have a glimpse of the realm of the Martial Saint?"
Liu Jing stretched his waist, and his muscles and bones rubbed together, making the sound of gold and jade.
The leader of the Eight Tigers of the Two Factories, the most powerful person under the two governors of the East and West Factories, he was able to enjoy resources that ordinary people could not imagine.
However, this Qinglingxiang can only grow once a year.
Without him, this kind of incense is so precious. One plant can buy ten shops in the most prosperous area of the divine capital.
Moreover, it has a price but no market. It is only circulated in the imperial city and cannot be enjoyed by the nine vassal kings.
"Master Liu! A letter from the second stall..."
At this time, a voice came from outside the door.
"Don't come in!"
Liu Jing scolded him loudly, put on his three-foot beautiful beard, straightened his clothes, and then quickly opened the door, took out a bronze mirror, and quickly closed it.
Buzz!
On the circular light mirror, ripples appeared, revealing Ren Xiaoxiao's face.
"What happened? We need to use a circular light mirror?! This mirror is quite expensive. Tiangongyuan produces less than twenty mirrors every year!"
Liu Jing's face darkened.
"My lord, please stop being angry."
Ren Xiaoxiao's expression was slightly tense as he recounted what happened in Longyuan City. His tone was very fast and he managed to finish his words before the circular light mirror dispersed.
"Zhang Lingfeng is dead now?!"
Liu Jing's eyes flashed solemnly, and without any delay, he hurried out, quickly walked out of the East Factory, and shuttled through the imperial city.
Finally, I stopped in front of a luxurious Taoist temple, passed on the report, and waited with hanging arms.
Ding~
After a long time, the sound of silence came from the Taoist temple.
The ethereal voice mixed with the rich "Qingling Fragrance" came out:
"Some trivial things come to disturb my Qingxiu. Liu Jing, you have disappointed me..."