Instead of continuing to fight with the ghost and immortal in the body of the ghost infant, Yang Yu began to digest the information he had obtained.
Even if Mr. An behaves very cooperatively, naturally, one cannot fully believe what he says, and more thinking and discernment are needed.
"There are only similar Tao and Fruit in the world, and there are no identical Tao and Fruit, but different Tao and Fruit may form the same rank diagram...
Therefore, if there are supernatural power masters of the same level, the ordinary level is not unique, but the extreme level diagram is unique, and the supernatural power of the extreme level cannot separate the divine species.
Unless you give up the path and fruit, or there are other methods that I don’t know about..."
"Whether it is the Ten Capitals or the Nine Yao, when the Immortal Buddha is promoted in rank, all the magical powers possessed by him, whether from rank or divine species, can be promoted to the first level with the help of the baptism of breakthrough!"
"Except for the Ten Capitals, Jiuyao and above were also kept secrets before ancient times...
Because only by obtaining the level map can one light up in the sea of laws and find the path and fruit needed for this level map..."
"The extreme level is stronger than the ordinary level, and the higher the level, the greater the gap. In addition, the amount of Tao Fruit seems to be related to lifespan..."
…
Soothing the frightened big black dog, Yang Yu chewed the information.
After all, Taoist An had taken four steps to become an immortal and had competed with the sloppy Taoist for thousands of years. Even if he had something to hide, he gained a lot from this conversation.
only……
"If the Jiu Yao Ji Dao Rank Map is so precious, it is unlikely that Mr. An is pregnant with it. He is probably deceiving me, but this possibility cannot be completely ruled out..."
Yang Yu thought.
There are so many bizarre encounters in the world, just like the old man, who has not even taken one of the four steps to become an immortal, the Nine-Year-Level Dao Fruit Fire Dragon is delivered to your door...
Although Taoist An seems to be unlucky, he can't tell for sure. After all, those who can practice and become Shidu Immortals are not just ordinary people.
"With the evil-suppressing seal in my hand, I can suppress this beast, but I can't let it leave for the time being. As for letting it go free, it's even less feasible. But that kid can use it..."
He made a decision in his heart, but Yang Yu did not wake up the ghost baby. After trying to stuff it into the mustard space to no avail, he left it to the care and manipulation of the big black dog.
The little guy was very dissatisfied with the ghost baby for scaring him, and was thrashing back and forth.
"Shaking the sky and shaking the earth are also at the extreme level. Therefore, the two divine seeds of shaking the earth and holding the sky combined were Zhang Xuanba's natal magical power back then!
But, where is Qingtian?"
After sorting through what he learned, Yang Yu saw some things more clearly, and he became more eager for the sea of laws he was about to enter.
But the progress of observing the precepts is really touching.
If he takes "illegal" as a precept, he must abide by the law. If he doesn't practice anything, he will not be able to uphold it...
Phew!
At this time, the goshawk made a soft cry, and Yang Yu came back to his senses. His eyes dropped, and through the sea of clouds, he saw scattered figures in the snow.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the group of people from Yanzhou.
"Northwest Road."
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Whoosh!
It was just before midnight, the night wind was extremely cold, and Heizo was still sweating profusely as he galloped wildly across the wasteland. Even though a day had passed, he still shuddered every time he thought about it.
"Big trouble..."
Ping San felt a little short of breath.
On this trip, he indeed came with the invitation of his lord, but until the battle in the valley, his understanding of the fierce dragon crossing the river was limited to the list of beautiful mountains and rivers and a few words on the wanted order.
Now it seems that where is the fierce dragon crossing the river?
It’s obviously a ghost that urges death!
Where can they recruit a madman who can kill Meng Hanguang?!
"Disaster, disaster!"
Hei San's heart tightened, and he secretly regretted that he had traveled in a hurry and did not bring an eagle with him, so that he could not send the message back.
Phew!
Suddenly, a high-pitched eagle cry came to his ears.
He suddenly raised his head and saw a goshawk falling from the sky in the snowy night. On the eagle's back, there seemed to be a pair of burning torches.
Even though he was hundreds or even thousands of feet away, he felt such terror coming towards him that his expression suddenly changed, and he no longer had half of the calmness he had before.
"Spare your life!"
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squeak~
The woodshed door was slowly pushed open.
It was already very cold inside the house, but the moment he opened the door and walked out, Fang Ada was still shivering from the cold, and his remaining sleepiness was blown away.
At this time, the sky was only bright, and there were not many wisps of smoke in the city. As far as the eye could see, it was completely white. The heavy snowfall last night did not freeze me to death. I was really lucky.
"I wonder if grandma is feeling better..."
Fang Ada looked dull and felt numb in his heart.
Over the past few years, all the people in Yanzhou have felt the pain of this sentence.
In just a few years, Fang Ada watched helplessly as he went from a small and wealthy family with a strong family background to a poor household where he had to sell himself as a slave just to collect enough money for his wife's medicine.
Both father and brother died in the war, and sisters...
"well!"
Suppressing his deep sigh, Fang Ada grasped the cold hatchet and was about to chop wood. Suddenly, he felt something wrong under his feet. Under the thick snow, there was something hard.
"Is there anyone?!"
Fang A was startled and hurriedly backed away. He saw a figure sitting up from the snow. The snow fell to the ground, revealing blood and scars all over his body.
"hiss!"
Fang Ada took a deep breath.
On such a bitterly cold day, this person was seriously injured and still didn't die after lying outside all night?
"Is there meat and wine?"
the man asked.
"No, no..."
Fang Ada quickly shook his head. He had not eaten even a piece of meat in more than a year.
"Where's the food?"
The man asked again.
"I..." Gu Xun
Fang Ada was silent. It was not even meal time yet. How could he have any food? As for food, which servants had food to eat?
"Grandma's..."
The man cursed, turned his head to the sky, and fell into the snow nest again:
"I think I, Jiang Wu, can be considered a great hero. I was not killed by the Yan thief, but I am going to starve to death! I'm a coward, I'm a coward..."
Deng Deng Deng~
Before he finished speaking, Fang Ada hurried into the woodshed, hurried back, and timidly handed over half of the black corn bun:
"I, I only have this..."
Looking at the cold and hard black corn in his hands covered with frostbite, Jiang Wu smiled bitterly:
"Sold cheaply, sold cheaply..."
With difficulty, Jiang Wu stretched out his hand to take the steamed bun, and sighed:
"There is a book in my arms, take it..."
"No, no need."
Fang Adalian waved his hands, but saw the weird man stood up again.
"Are you chasing me? Okay, great!"
Jiang Wu pulled out a book from his arms and gave it to Fang Ada regardless of whether he wanted it or not, and kicked it into the woodshed.
"you……"
Fang Ada was almost knocked out of his breath by the kick. He calmed down for a while and was about to get up when he heard another sneer coming from outside.
"No one who has been hit by my poisonous sand palm has survived for a day. You can't even survive until now!"
Through the firewood pile, Fang Ada saw an old man in black standing on the outer wall with his hands behind his back, a cold expression on his face.
"Hahaha!"
Jiang Wu laughed:
"Do you think Jiang's inner energy gained from practicing for thirty-three years was in vain? It's just Poisonous Sand Palm, I can last at least two days and two nights!"
"Ha~"
The man in black sneered, raised his hand in the air, and grasped Jiang Wu with his five fingers like eagle claws:
"But after practicing seven blood exchanges, you still dare to assassinate my King Yan. You are really overestimating your capabilities!"
"King Yan? Bah! Does that dog-like thing like Lord Yan Dong deserve to be called king? According to me, he is not even a mountain king!"
Jiang Wu burst out laughing, even after being slapped twice in succession.
"What a tough guy!"
The man in black crushed Jiang Wu's hands and feet with great force, glanced around with cold eyes, and stopped for a moment in the woodshed:
"get out!"
Fang Ah was so frightened that his face turned pale, but he didn't dare not listen, so he had to walk out of the room tremblingly.
"Old dog, if anything happens, come to me alone!"
Hearing this, Jiang Wu finally couldn't help it anymore. He never expected that this old guy, a man with great success, would not even let go of his servants.
"If you dare to assassinate King Yan, there must be someone behind you. I'm afraid this guy is also an accomplice..."
The old man in black sneered, grabbed Fang Ada with his other hand, and with one step, he flew out of the outer wall amidst Jiang Wu's scolding.
There was a heavy snowfall, and the city of Yanzhou became more and more desolate. The sky was just getting bright, and there was no one around.
The old man's lightness skills were extremely good, and he was able to carry two people without any problems. Soon, he arrived at the largest house in the city.
After being notified, he carried two people into it.
"That old guy actually has such a method? With Ma Longtu's current martial arts skills, he didn't even kill him?"
Approaching the backyard, the old man in black looked tense and immediately did not dare to move forward. He waited quietly outside the house.
After hearing another voice for a while, he said:
"After all, some of the methods of a vassal king are not surprising. However, Ma Longtu also retreated calmly. When he strikes again, the northwest road will be broken."
"Um……"
A majestic voice commanded:
"Assemble the generals, prepare to set off, and descend to the northwest city, allowing them to plunder for three days as a reward!"
"brute!"
The expression of the old man in black changed drastically, but he was too late to stop Jiang Wu from cursing:
"Yandong Jun, it is in vain that the people of the Northwest Road thought you were a rebel. How dare you do such a thing that is worse than a pig or a dog..."
"A pig is worse than a dog?"
In the backyard, Yan Dongjun smiled helplessly and called people in.
"Your Majesty!"
The old man in black knelt down to plead guilty in fear, wishing he could kill Jiang Wu immediately.
"Jiang Wu? In recent years, there have been many people who have dared to assassinate this king, but those with martial arts skills as low as yours are rare..."
Yan Dongjun seemed to be in a good mood and was not annoyed by being scolded. Instead, his tone was very calm:
"One general's achievements lead to thousands of bones being withered. I want to achieve great things, but why do I care about these infamy?"
"How can something worse than a beast like you be worthy of such a thing?!"
Jiang Wu gritted his teeth.
The northwest road has been in chaos for a long time. At the beginning of Yan Dongjun's uprising, many people had high expectations for him, and some even took the initiative to offer money and food to support him.
Unfortunately, those people did not wait for the rebels, but for the tyrants. Almost all of the dozens of prefectures and counties in the three states, including Yanzhou, were not plundered.
"Since ancient times, success has been achieved through soldiers, not the people. Rewarding the army with the people has been around since ancient times. Not only are your martial arts skills mediocre, but you also don't seem to have read many books..."
Yan Dongjun laughed dumbly, said nothing more, waved his hands and said:
"Pull it down and chop it."
"yes!"
The old man in black was about to respond when his expression suddenly changed, and with a sneer, he fell and flew out.
"Is martial arts the only thing that can kill people?!"
In the backyard, air waves suddenly exploded.
Yan Dongjun looked intently and saw Jiang Wu tilting his neck back and making a "hum ha" sound.
"snort!"
"ha!"
Two streams of gas, one white and one yellow, gush out from between his mouth and nose, blowing over in an extremely ferocious manner:
"The one who stabs the swallow thief is Jiang Wu!"