The huge restaurant was shaking constantly, and dust fell from time to time.
"you you……"
Hearing the words Wanfalou, and then looking at Yang Yu who pressed his eyebrows lightly, and the light golden blood flowed back, Jiang Xiazi, who was covered with blood and flesh, was dumbfounded and horrified to the extreme:
"You, how, how dare you..."
"That bamboo building..."
He pinched the center of his brow lightly, and with Yang Yu's current practice, he actually felt extremely tired.
Before triggering Tongyou, he had already summoned the Longyuan Sword, which could immediately cut off all traces of prying eyes when the situation was bad. Naturally, he did not suffer any backlash.
The reason the Heavenly Eye bleeds is because the shape of the bamboo building has exceeded the limit of his current vision...
Jiang Xiazi was so shocked that his hands and feet were trembling, and he answered numbly: "Yes, Xuantian Lingbao..."
"Xuantian Spiritual Treasure?"
Taking a deep breath to calm down the surging blood in his chest, he chewed on this unfamiliar word.
He is not ignorant about the differences between magic weapons.
From the diagram of the true shape of the golden dragon shears, he knew that the masters of supernatural powers in ancient times called artifacts with Taoist and magical powers 'magic weapons'.
The specific divisions include ‘magic weapon’, ‘magic weapon’ and ‘spiritual treasure’.
Among them, those refined by divine seeds are made into magical weapons, and those refined from Tao fruits are made into magic weapons. Depending on the grade of Tao seeds, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, they are divided into four levels: top grade, upper grade, middle grade and lower grade.
As for Lingbao, it is said that it is a powerful creation composed of many Tao fruits and possesses all kinds of incredible power.
Even in ancient times, it was an extremely precious thing. "That's the Xuantian Spiritual Treasure, the Xuantian Spiritual Treasure..." Jiang Xiazi's mouth was a little dry.
He never dreamed that the person in front of him would be so courageous, that he would dare to spy on an existence that he didn't even dare to reveal his name.
And I actually saw it...
‘Is the Eye of Heaven so terrifying?!’
Jiang Xiazi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and felt his heart trembling.
That is the legendary Xuantian Lingbao that contains great magical powers!
From the beginning of the spiritual tide to the hundred thousand years after the heavenly change, and in the long years of more than a million years, there were only nine unparalleled divine objects!
"Do you have great supernatural powers?"
The majestic energy, like a vast ocean, surged under his body. Within a moment, Yang Yu had already recovered.
His expression was a little subtle. The moment he caught a glimpse, his eyes were overwhelmed. At the same time, the Cauldron of Gluttony seemed to be fluctuating...
Pressing his chest lightly, Yang Yu was thoughtful:
"So, the reason why you are here is because of that bamboo tower?"
"Yes, yes...but, I can't say it..."
Jiang Xiazi looked numb, and for some reason, he felt a little weak:
"Apart from Yan Longxing, there are several people here. Unfortunately, none of them came to the Northwest Road..."
"Driving Xuantian Lingbao just to send a few of you here?"
Yang Prison frowned.
Whether it is a magic weapon, magic weapon, or spiritual treasure, every time it is activated, it will consume a huge amount of warm and nourishing spirit.
How could he, who was carrying the golden scissors and the human race bag, not understand this point?
He had no way of guessing how much the bamboo building consumed by sending Jiang Xiazi and others here, but the number must be astonishing...
And that Wanfa Tower paid such a high price, the conspiracy behind this...
"Your Majesty, Pindao definitely didn't intend to hide it, he really can't say it..."
Jiang Xiazi's face went numb.
Seeing Yan Longxing explode into mud, he was extremely afraid of his recklessness. If this person really forced himself, would he die here immediately?
"I will not force you to die."
Seeing the uneasiness in his heart, Yang Yu comforted him and then asked:
"You are under the control of Wanfa Pavilion, and you must have no control over your coming and going, but why are you willing to take such a big risk and reveal your origins?"
"Pindao..." Hesitating slightly, Jiang Xiazi gritted his teeth and said, "King Yang doesn't know something. The reason why Pindao joined is not voluntary. He doesn't want to be controlled by others for the rest of his life..."
"It's a very reasonable reason, but it's not enough. Yang is not a person who belittles himself, but after thinking about it, I don't think there is anything I can do to help you, and..."
Yang Yu nodded and put down the teacup:
"Even if it is possible, why would Yang help you?"
The tyranny of Wanfa Tower can already be seen from that startling glance. Such a force is not in this world. It has no enmity with him in the past and has no enmity in recent times. He would only be hostile to it unless he was crazy.
"A few days ago, Pindao once read a strange book called Theory of Tides. I think King Yang has also read it..."
Taking a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Jiang Xiazi calmly said:
"The person who can write this book is indeed an extraordinary person, but he still has limitations. He only focuses on this place, but he doesn't know that there is a sky outside the sky and there are people outside the world. The rise and fall of the spiritual tide has an impact that is far more terrifying than he imagined.
Countless times..."
Da da da……
Yang Yu lightly tapped the table, indicating for him to continue.
"Why Pindao came here, I can't tell you, but Pindao can clearly tell King Yang that in the future, there will only be more and more visitors from outside the world like me..."
Jiang Xiazi looked solemn:
"The rise and fall of the spiritual tide only lies in the realm of heaven and sea. The realm of sky and sea is the source of all realms in the world. The spiritual tide comes from the outside in, and finally merges with the heaven and sea! At this moment, the sky and sea have not opened, and the mountains and sea realms closest to each other are the targets of public criticism.
!Is this enough?"
He spoke in extremely serious terms, with a fluctuating tone that made people unknowingly fearful.
"It's not enough."
There was no change in Yang Yu's expression. He had heard similar words before.
Jiang Xiazi's expression froze.
"It seems that you haven't thought about it yet. Then, when you have figured out the conditions, come and find me again."
As soon as he hesitated, Yang Yu was no longer willing to listen. He shook his hand and was so strong that he pushed him out of the restaurant.
"this……"
In the night wind, Jiang Xiazi was a little confused.
He thought about various possibilities, but he did not expect that after this meeting, it would be like this...
After being stunned for a long time, he could only sigh and turned to leave.
"Longquan Realm, Wanfa Tower..."
In the restaurant, Yang Yu was twirling his teacup, thoughts scattered in his mind.
Suddenly, the cuffs of his sleeves moved, and the Zhenyan Taoist, whose figure was still somewhat illusory, floated out and landed on the opposite side:
"He should have prepared enough conditions to make his heart flutter. Why don't you listen?"
"Since you won't agree, listening will only mess up your mind, so why listen?"...
He poured himself a cup and drank, the bitter taste spread on the tip of his tongue. Yang Yujun shook his head: "I have enough troubles..."
Of course he could see that Jiang Xiazi still had reservations and thought that the conditions could impress him.
But he didn't want to hear it.
Because he has a lot of troubles.
Not to mention that ten cities are difficult to achieve, not to mention the imminent move outside the Great Wall, not to mention the old demon from the Black Mountain, not to mention the Fairy Mountain beyond the Great Wall, and not to mention the golden Buddha that is suspected to be Lu Shende.
Just the fact that the Dharma altar was probably erected in Dayan Mountain was enough to make him care less.
That's the 'Nail Arrow Curse' that will kill you if seven arrows are shot out.
"That's quite a lot!"
After counting with his fingers, the old man of truth could not help but sigh: "Fortunately, the old man is dead, otherwise, I would not be so troubled at this moment."
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Without the constraints of the physical body and out of the hands of the enemy, the old Taoist is freer and more comfortable than before.
"Her nail-headed arrow book requires you to pray three times a day. It will take seven years to complete. Calculate the time. If she goes back and prays, you will only have two years..."
The old man smiled and was a little curious:
"Continue to think about it and try to advance to the Ten Capitals? Kuixing can't withstand the seven nail-headed arrows. If you want to break the situation, you have to find another way... Look at you, have you already thought of a countermeasure?"
"According to legend, immortals and gods can worship this curse book to death. What good way do I have to deal with it?"
Heaving a sigh of relief, Yang Yu stood up, his sight seemed to have passed through the night mountains and saw the small fenced courtyard in the mountains.
"It's nothing more than beating her to death in advance!"
Huhu...
As summer passes and autumn comes, the heat in the Pass has not subsided, but outside the Great Wall, the cold has dropped sharply.
A cold wind blew through the night, and the mountains, rivers, land, grass, trees, mud and rocks were covered with white frost. Under the biting cold, many cattle and horses on the grassland began to move and die.
Just like the past ten years, a heavy snowstorm is coming, and the entire grassland has begun to hibernate for the winter.
The coldness will increase day by day.
During the first heavy snowstorm, ordinary people could still go out and walk around in winter, but now, ten years later, in the most bitter and cold place outside the Great Wall, all warriors who have achieved great success in blood exchange have to wear big cloaks.
Huhu...
In the Seven Kills King's City, there is a tall building that is twenty-eight feet high and made entirely of star-sink iron.
In the cold wind, Ye Sheng climbed up the steps.
This Yingxing Tower has twenty-eight floors, but there is only one person living at the top, and apart from that person, he is the second person to set foot here.
"Your Majesty!"
Before reaching the top, he bowed down first. Ye Sheng held the ceremony very respectfully. When he glanced around, he saw a person sitting cross-legged in the wind and snow.
He was wearing a dark-colored gown and was not dressed in Hufu, but just seeing his back, I felt a sense of vastness and roughness coming over my face.
"There are too many people coming to the pass. Unless you go there in person, Fangcun Fairy Mountain can no longer be defended..."
Ye Sheng reported respectfully without any nonsense.
He is one of the few people who can vaguely guess this person's identity, but this is not because he is extremely alert.
But he had seen this person, or in other words, this person's incarnation many years ago...
"Enter, they are allowed to enter and exit, but of course they are not allowed to exit at will."
Sitting cross-legged in the wind and snow, the old demon didn't seem to have much interest in the fairy mountain that thousands of people were fighting for and was regarded as the place of creation.
He just gave a casual explanation and called Ye Sheng, who nodded in response:
"Although the four great families in Qingzhou are not the top aristocratic families in the Ming Dynasty, they are still richer and nobler than the princes outside the Great Wall. Why did you seek refuge with me?"
"...Your Majesty, it is your destiny!"
Half of his high-sounding words were forced back by the cold eyes. Ye Sheng's heart trembled and he lowered his head:
"The Ming Dynasty was in turmoil, and my Ye family was ostracized by the court..." "Come here for the family's wealth?"
Hearing the voice from the top of the tower, Ye Sheng's breath froze, but he could only nod: "...Yes!"
"I, I wish you the Ye family to be rich and prosperous for three generations, as long as..."
The inexplicable chill made Ye Sheng shiver:
"If your lord gives orders, I will do my best to serve you even to the death..."
"If you die, you don't have to..."
Buzz!
The wind and snow seemed to be blackened by ink, and a large black fog instantly submerged the top of the tower: