Chapter 502: The True Gang and the True Body of Yuan Ci in the Early Yuan Dynasty
Bah!
The golden eagle fluttered its wings and landed, and a strong wind rose on the barren mountain.
"Brother Meng."
Fang Yulong and the other two gathered their thoughts and stepped forward to greet them.
Different from Two Factories and One Guard, Liumen is a relatively loose organization with strong gangsterism. Of course, this is the reason why many martial arts people join Liumen.
Therefore, there are not so many rules.
"Qi Long died in a different place, it's my fault!"
After the golden eagle fell, Meng Hanguang's eyes were filled with sadness: "I should have been the one to hunt down Daoren Lin..."
After saying this, several people looked a little sad.
"Brother Meng, the third elder of Liansheng Sect..."
Fang Yulong asked.
In the past ten years, there have been wars everywhere in the world. In fact, many of the high-end military forces of the imperial court are not in Kyoto. More than a year ago, the governors of the two factories went to Dongyue Road and Lingnan Road respectively to suppress the rebellion.
Meng Hanguang was also not in the divine capital, but was hunting for the Liansheng Sect. A few years ago, he fought against several great elders of the Liansheng Sect.
"The old guy was severely injured by me and fled to Dayan Mountain. He is not expected to show up for a few years."
Meng Hanguang looked around the two of them, and his eyes fell on the lonely grave in the mountain:
"With Qi Long's magical fists and magical powers, they are no match for that beheading knife. No wonder he is on the list of mountains and rivers. I heard that he was established at a young age. He is really a formidable person..."
Meng Hanguang's eyes flashed with haze.
Duan Qilong's horizontal training and divine fists are famous all over the world, and he is the leader of the six great gods. The Burning Mountain magical power is incomparable with his horizontal training, and his combat power is only slightly inferior to his own.
Who would have thought that such a master, with Fang Yulong and Han Fengfu by his side, would actually die...
"When it comes to martial arts, he may not be better than Brother Duan, let alone the three of us together. But his archery skills are magical, and he has earth-shattering divine power..."
Fang Yulong frowned:
"Brother Meng's martial arts skills are naturally much higher than this man's, but with his divine bow in hand and his cooperation with Goshawk, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him."
"What Brother Fang said makes sense."
Han Fengfu also responded.
The terror of the Archers lies in their long-range attack and killing capabilities. The Eagle and Arrow Team can participate in the Grand Master's battle simply by being at high altitude and using a powerful bow.
You can fight and you can retreat.
The Flying Eagle and Arrow Team is still like this. To capture a great master-level archer, it takes more than just superior martial arts.
"The great master-level archer is naturally terrifying, but he is not the only master of archery in this world..."
Meng Hanguang nodded, indicating that he understood the importance:
"Bai Mei is cooperating with the Jin Yiwei to confront the Song Tian Dao on Lingnan Road. They can't be dispatched. But there are archery masters in Longyuan Road. Why should we abandon the near and seek the far away?"
"Lin Qitian?"
Fang Yulong and the other two naturally knew who he was talking about, but they both shook their heads:
"Two months ago, I went to Shu Qingzhou, Yunzhou, and Baizhou to ask Wei Zhengxian, Lin Qitian, and Fang Zhenghao to help capture this beast. Unfortunately, the first two people refused because they were busy with military affairs, and Fang Zhenghao couldn't go out in seclusion..."
As the three of them, they naturally knew about the battle outside Longyuan City.
Therefore, Fang Yulong actually had no hope for those two letters. These Qiu Ba had nothing to do with their two factories, one guard, and one door, let alone Yang Yu who was kind to those two people to some extent.
"Humanity is more important than king's law. There are some things that cannot be controlled by others!"
Meng Hanguang smiled slightly, looked into the sky, and said loudly:
"General Lin, we haven't seen you for a long time!"
"snort!"
A muffled sound came from the distant sky, and the old voice carried an undisguised coldness:
"Meng Hanguang, you are amazing, you can even get transfer orders from the Ministry of War!"
call!
As the words drifted away, a figure appeared in the barren mountains in the distance, with a big bow on his back and cold eyes. It was none other than General Yunzhou, Lin Qitian.
"General Lin, Meng knows that you have some friendship with Yang Yu, but unfortunately, this man is so bold that he insults the Holy One. As the saying goes, the Lord will humiliate his subjects and die..."
Menghan's white hair is raised and her eyes are deep:
"At this time, it is time to cut ties with him! Whether it is for yourself or Mr. Xu!"
"Old Xu..."
Lin Qitian was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then said:
"Why was Xu Wenji imprisoned?"
"he…"
Meng Hanguang's expression was a little strange and complicated:
"He wrote a 3,000-word letter. I don't know what he wrote, but there are rumors that His Majesty was furious that day. Not only Mr. Xu was sent to prison, but those who dared to plead for mercy were also imprisoned in heaven."
"No wonder he likes Young Boy Yang, these two people..."
Lin Qitian sighed in his heart and then said:
"Yang Yu is kind to me, and I can't take action against him. If he shoots an arrow during this trip, I can block one or two for you. Other than that, I don't care about anything!"
"The general only needs to protect the Golden Eagle, as for the rest..."
Meng Hanguang smiled slightly and stepped onto the Golden Eagle:
"There is no need for others to intervene when Meng takes someone. Even though Yang Yu is with him, except for his archery skills, he has no means to get in my sight..."
This is a valley full of bushes, shady and covered with snow all year round, which makes it even more chilling under strong winds and snow.
The winter thunder exploded, reverberating continuously, causing the snow on the mountain wall to fall down, as if a strong wind was rising, blowing away the iron tools scattered everywhere.
Huhu~
In the cold wind, Yang Yu sat quietly, feeling the oppressive atmosphere of approaching wind and thunder.
There is less thunder in winter and more thunder in spring and summer.
He wanted to induce thunder to cleanse his whole body, so naturally he couldn't choose to be behind the shock pad, otherwise, it might not only be thunder, but also electricity...
Buzz!
Thunder roared and reverberated in the valley. Yang Yu sat quietly with his eyes closed, and wisps of electric light surged, intertwining with the dull thunder in his body.
With his mind settled, Yang Yu's divine will entered the Cauldron of Gluttony. On the dark cauldron wall, the progress bars of dozens or hundreds of martial arts were shimmering.
Due to the wonderful use of the Cauldron of Gluttony, although he has been practicing martial arts for less than ten years, the number, complexity, and quality of the martial arts he has learned are comparable to those of others who have been practicing for dozens or even hundreds of years.
There are all inferior, medium, superior and magical skills, and many of them have been practiced to the seventh level.
There is nothing wrong with this in itself, because the way of martial arts is ultimately a path of continuous progress, continuous learning, and taking the best of hundreds of schools of thought.
However, his progress was too fast and he lacked some precipitation.
Only when he really came to this moment did he understand why he could become a master only by forging hundreds of scriptures. The importance of this step was really no less than that of forging in a furnace.
For this step, he spent more than half a year thinking about it in the illusion of Wanxiang Mountain, and under the guidance of the Zhenyan Taoist, he pondered for several months.
Only then did I have some confidence.
"Yuanchu Zhen Gang..."
As soon as Yang Yu had a thought in his mind, all the martial arts he had learned in the past came to mind.
Hegemony Fist, Yin-Yang Wuji Kung Fu, God's Will Four Symbols Arrow, Ten Steps to Kill, Hundred Steps Flying Sword, Ghost Capture Hand, Ghost Phantom Steps, Black Whale Swallowing the Sea Technique, Traveling around the Six Void...
My mother wants you to record your Qi, and that he first formed the invincible Tiangang, the indestructible golden body, and the indestructible Vajra. The essence of the three magical powers was first formed into the Yuanchu Zhengang.
Finally, after the guidance of Master Zhenyan, he integrated the magnetic power obtained by transforming the yin and yang into the executioner's hand and melting the gold to refine the body, and created the Yuan Magnetic True Body Technique.
"In the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Zhen Gang is the main body, and the Yuan Ci True Body is the supplement. The two surround each other, killing all kinds of martial arts, taking the essence and removing the dross..."
With ripples in his heart, Yang Yu decided on the path he had deduced many times in the Cauldron of Gluttony, and some distracting thoughts emerged.
Have the great martial arts masters of the past and present experienced the same state of mind as myself?
What step can you take?
Boom!
The winter thunder explodes outside, the magnetism activates, and the thunder rumbles within the body.
In the clanking sound of thousands of iron tools, one inside and one outside gradually converge...
call!
suck!
Amidst the long breathing, Yang Yu's entire body was glowing with light, and the 84,000 pores all over his body seemed to have crystal light flowing, wanting to flow, but being restrained at the same time.
The two Great Pills of Human Yuan given by Yu Fengxian also melted during this process, turning into surging power and spreading towards the limbs and bones.
"The process of forging hundreds of scriptures is like laying a foundation stone. Warriors of ancient and modern times often distance themselves from their peers at this level. What you have learned is complicated, which is a disadvantage.
But it’s also an advantage.”
"By laying a solid foundation, your future path to martial arts will be broad and smooth...
"You have the power to shake the earth, but you lack the body to hold up the sky. Therefore, in the process of forging hundreds of scriptures, you must be inclined towards horizontal training..."
The voice of the mantra's instructions flashed through Yang Yu's mind.
Then, his mind settled on his Dantian, where the slowly rotating Yin-Yang millstone trembled crazily, driven by the surging medicinal power of the Renyuan Great Pill.
The surging Qi then washes the whole body.
The thunder inside and outside converged, and the true energy boiled and washed through the whole body. When Yang Yu separated his thoughts, he saw that the progress bar of each martial arts on the cauldron wall was gradually dimming.
However, the progress bar representing Yuanchu Zhengang and Yuanci True Body Technique shone brightly, and as the various martial arts were digested, it began to push crazily and rise.
First grade, second grade, third grade, fourth grade, fifth grade...
Until the progress bars of various martial arts disappeared, Yang Yu felt a roar in his mind. The progress bar of Yuanchu Zhen Gang had broken through the seventh level!
It was only then that his mind became heavy, but he rushed towards his mother without hesitation.
This is the internal refining method that he has practiced for the longest time.
Boom!
It was like a thunderbolt exploding in his heart. In Yang Yu's current state of mind, he was almost overwhelmed by the sudden and severe pain.
With this wife, he felt like thousands of steel needles were piercing his body. Terrible pain surged from all directions. Countless distracting thoughts arose, making him almost want to give up.
"A little pain, what does it mean?"
Yang Yu gritted his teeth and endured the impact of the wave of severe pain. Gradually, the pain became numb and his spirit became somewhat dazed.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly came back to his senses.
The chaos in his mind gradually became clearer, and in a trance, he seemed to see an endless mountain range. His mind wandered, and a strange yet familiar fenced courtyard appeared.
"That is?!"
An old woman was taking care of the flowers and plants. She seemed to feel something. She raised her head, a kind and cruel smile flashed on her face: