Chapter 793 The ultimate goal of the six levels of intention, Xuanba’s path back in the day!
"..."
Qi Changfa fell silent. For a moment, he didn't know whether to call this person confident or arrogant...
In the past twenty years, the man in front of me has certainly become famous and has the reputation of being the best in the world of martial arts.
But Tie Hengliu is no ordinary person.
He had dominated the Eastern Yue Dynasty for decades, becoming a martial sage, and established all ten capitals. He also took over the islands in the South China Sea, and his power was almost as powerful as that of the current imperial court.
Even with this unparalleled force, it is unlikely that he would give up such a precious Taoist fruit, right?
"Three years, just a snap of the fingers. Whether you believe it sir or not, you will know soon."
Yang Yu smiled slightly and put away the Taibai Fine Gold.
He was more or less aware of Qi Changfa's thoughts, but he didn't really care.
This most skilled craftsman in the world who is in charge of "magical craftsmanship" has been immersed in manufacturing research for many years and is not very clear about many things.
To him, the ghost ax is so precious that it is the most precious thing in the world. For it, he would give everything he has, but to others except him, it is just a Taoist fruit.
It is just a Taoist fruit that no one can recognize as its owner, precious and precious, useless and useless.
Tie Hengliu is a great hero in this world, and he naturally knows how to choose which one is light and which is important.
But, that will have to wait until he eliminates his own threats first...
"Since the prince has said so, Qi is not an unreasonable person... It doesn't matter, three years, just three years."
Qi Changfa finally nodded:
"It just so happens that Qi's research on the 'Tianhe Lingluo' has reached a critical point. Within three years, there may be a breakthrough..."
This may be the reason why he did not leave the Northwest Road eagerly...
"Will there be results within three years?"
Yang Yu was a little surprised.
Of course he knew what Trina was. Qin Si would not hide anything from him. He had obtained the Trina five or six years ago.
And that was the reason why he valued Qi Changfa so much.
To other people in this world, it seems to be just a strange object that helps people perceive the messages left by their predecessors in the void, and assists others to enter the realm of unity between heaven and man. His idea of the so-called "Heaven and Spirit" is like the sky.
Night story.
But to him, Trina is nothing, but that ‘Lingluo’ is truly an epoch-making great creation!
"My lord, if you are interested, why not go and have a look together?"
Mentioning this, Qi Changfa couldn't help but smile on his face.
"That's what I wish for!"
Yang Yu is incompetent.
Zhang Xuanyi was not the most extravagant prince among the princes of the Ming Dynasty, but the northwest palace occupied a very large area. Otherwise, it would not have been able to accommodate his thousands of sons and grandsons, tens of thousands of family members and even more servants.
Yang Yu naturally cannot live in such a big place. In fact, the backyard where he and his family live has only three or five entrances from the front and back, including a front hall and three backyards.
In addition, he divided the entire palace into nine parts and assigned them to the Ministry of Justice, Supervision Department, Demon Slaying Department, Tiangongyuan, Yangdan Building, City Affairs Office and other agencies.
Among them, Tiangongyuan does not occupy the largest area, but it covers thousands of acres in front and back, with thousands of houses inside, as well as a lot of flat land for others to torture their bodies and experiment with dangerous creations such as thunderbolts and fire bombs.
Inside the Tiangong Yard, there are densely paved roads, like blood vessels, transporting many materials in circulation.
The courtyard where Qi Changfa is located, behind a square, originally had hundreds of houses, but they were demolished one by one, leaving only a dozen or so for living.
Along the way, Qi Changfa introduced to him the creations he had built in the northwest over the years.
In addition to improved thunderbolt fire bombs, divine arm crossbows, circular light mirrors, new armors, etc., the most popular ones are armored vehicles.
"This armored car is made of iron as its bones and wood as its supplement. Its core is the 'power-charging talisman' engraved on the black iron by Yun Ni Dao. This talisman has no other use. It is only a way to store power. After Qi's improvement, it can
Store blood gas to propel the armored car..."
Qi Changfa is not a talkative person, but when he talks about this, he talks endlessly and is full of interest.
Yang Yu was very familiar with Jiache, and was not too surprised. In recent years, the construction of Chidao near Daocheng in the northwest has not stopped. It is the core of the work-for-relief program.
Pulling Yang Yu, Qi Changfa was very excited: "It is still somewhat inconvenient for warriors to operate armored chariots. If ordinary people can control it, it will be a great merit."
"That's true, but it's not necessary."
Unexpectedly, when Yang Yu listened, he couldn't help but shake his head:
"Since ancient times, there has been a saying that chivalrous people use martial arts to break the forbidden. Why? They are just martial arts practitioners, and they can do very few things. Apart from martial arts halls, escort agencies, joining the army, and guarding hospitals, what else is there?
Chaos will only occur when there is no place to use one's strength. After all, no warrior causes chaos just because he is hungry..."
"ah?"
Qi Changfa was startled, this was a category he had never thought of:
"Your Majesty, do you mean to leave the control of armored chariots to warriors?"
"This is Senior Brother Wang's suggestion. Of course, it is just a suggestion."
Yang Yu responded casually.
Over the years, Wang Muzhi has never been to the northwest Daocheng, but his letters can fill ten small courtyards.
However, not all suggestions will be adopted by him.
"It's not impossible..."
Although he was a little regretful, Qi Changfa still nodded. During those years in the court, he had already learned how to deal with the errands from above.
If he really didn't know how to adapt, he wouldn't have been the leader of Tiangong Institute for so many years.
He doesn't like this, but in order to achieve his goals, he is willing to bow his head.
Qi Changfa's small courtyard is full of all kinds of debris, but the inside of the house is spotless and tidy.
The pieces are all dark red and black, square, and as thick as iron ingots. They are neatly arranged, like bookshelves, and seem to fill the entire room.
"These are all 'Trina'?"
Yang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and immediately realized something was wrong:
"These are just shells..."
"Your Majesty has good eyesight."
Qi Changfa nodded with regret:
"The core of Tianhe is the 'Edict of Pity on the Mother's Urgency'. Without that decree, it would be impossible to absorb the inspiration independently. Otherwise, Qi would not have to shamelessly ask for the 'Trina' that was given to the princess."
came back……"
"It's a pity that the old witch made that law herself. Others don't have this ability..."
Touching the pieces of 'Tianhe', Yang Yu felt regretful.
"However, in recent years, the spiritual energy in the palace has become more and more intense. With that Trina as a guide, these Trina can barely be used..."
While talking, Qi Changfa casually took a piece and handed it to Yang Yu, and also took a piece himself.
And his voice was also being transmitted from the piece in Yang Yu's hand.
"Huh?"
Yang Yu's eyes moved.
His perception was so sharp, the moment Qi Changfa opened his mouth, he could already feel the vibration of spiritual energy in the void.
This sound was transmitted through the medium of the vibration of spiritual energy.
"It's a pity that it's only limited to the palace. If you want to use it outside the palace, you have to have another piece of the 'Law of Urgent Ruyi'..."
Speaking of this, Qi Changfa couldn't help but feel a little sad:
"After all, the magical power is lacking. If it can be combined with miraculous craftsmanship, let alone this 'law', even if it is something that does not exist in the world, Qi can also 'fabricate' it!"
"At that time, it will be more than just a conversation between two people. Depending on the specialness of the spirit, it may not be possible to 'teleport all things' and 'move through thin air'..."
Qi Changfa's thinking is somewhat divergent.
Yang Prison did not disturb him, but quietly left the room and went to other departments and departments. On the way, he was also thinking about whether he should go to East Vietnam first.
With the goshawk's current speed, it can travel 80,000 times a day and 80,000 times a night. In five months at most, he can make one round trip.
Qi Changfa's words made him feel a little moved.
If you can even 'fabricate' things in your imagination, there are many, many things in your imagination...
Being a business owner is not as easy as imagined.
Even if Yang Yu vigorously delegated power to the extent that many officials in the palace were frightened, it was impossible for him to do nothing.
Especially, things that only he can do.
After leaving Tiangongyuan, Yang Yu went to other ministries and departments along the way, and finally stopped in front of the 'Yangdan Building'.
The strong smoke of gunpowder mixed with the aroma of medicine hit your nostrils. Today, there are thousands of apprentices in Yangdan Tower, all of whom are from good families in the northwest Daocheng.
Alchemy has been kept secret throughout the ages, and alchemists who master the art of alchemy will not easily accept disciples.
For people to learn how to cook, it usually takes three years of working as a helper, three years of inspection, and three years of apprenticeship before they can gradually teach them, let alone alchemy.
But this has no restrictions on Yang Prison.
He even taught the four phenomena of his will to others, and he had no sectarian opinions. As early as when he made a bet with Qin Lihu, he ordered the alchemist of Yangdan Tower to recruit many disciples.
At first, they refused to agree, but after he took out a large number of prescriptions one after another, they still relaxed.
And until Yang Yu turned stone into gold, as if he had turned an ordinary pill into a "blood-transforming pill", no one objected anymore.
To this day, the Yangdan Tower can produce thousands of potions of Qi-boosting, blood-tonifying, Yuan-nourishing pills, and hundreds of blood-transforming pills every day.
And this is still limited by the lack of medicinal materials, otherwise it can be increased several times.
In the Pill-raising Building, Yang Yu counted many pills and their effects, and finally, under the eager and incomprehensible eyes of many alchemists, he refined a batch of the most common blood-tonifying pills into a 'little blood-changing pill'.
Then, he drifted away.
【XiaoXiaodan】
[One white and one gray]
[Nourishing Qi and strengthening blood (white), weak blood (grey)]
A dusty elixir flowed between Yang Yu's fingers, and in the depths of his eyes, the afterimage of a purple-gold gourd seemed to flash past.
brush!
In less than an instant, the dusty elixir was shrouded in a layer of red light. Its size remained unchanged, but the fragrance of the medicine hit his nostrils.
【Great Blood Exchange Pill】
[Quality: Top]
【One green and one green】
[Consolidate the foundation and cultivate the vitality (light green), Qi and blood are like elephants (dark green)]
"Supernatural power..."
Holding this elixir, even though he merged his fate countless times and created the elixir countless times, Yang Yu's heart still felt ripples and he couldn't calm down.
Changes in the sky are not just the natural disasters that have occurred one after another in recent years, nor are they just as simple as a few more Taoist ghosts and more lonely ghosts in the world.
Heavenly changes occur in many aspects, and the master of supernatural powers is also one of them.
A blood-transforming pill requires 1,423 medicinal materials, which are grown all over the world. To refine a furnace, it takes ten people to burn a fire day and night, and it takes half a year to produce a furnace. There may not be three pills in a furnace.
Its value is so high that it is self-evident.
When he made great achievements and recovered the fine gold armor, Yu Fengxian gave him ten pieces, but those were only low-grade blood-transforming elixirs.
But at this moment, with just a thought in his mind, an ordinary elixir that only required three ordinary medicinal materials to be boiled and pinched by hand turned into a top-notch blood-transforming elixir.
This is the power of supernatural powers.
Snapped!
Yang Yu flicked his finger, and a white shadow jumped up as fast as lightning and swallowed the rations.
A similar elixir, White Dog, was taken every three months, and it lasted for ten years without interruption.
The white dog landed on the ground and made a coquettish "ying" sound from its mouth.
"No more, get out of here!"
Yang Yu laughed and cursed, then kicked the cute old dog back to the backyard: "Go and watch those two little guys."
The backyard is connected to a small martial arts arena, where the little guy, who is still not very handsome, is running wildly with the dog, howling back and forth.
Five years have passed, and this little guy who was born with ten purple lives and is destined to be the number one god in the mountains and seas has become more and more mysterious.
The spirit-gathering physique also played a great role. In the huge palace, the spiritual energy was ten times richer than outside the palace.
Even the entire northwest Daocheng, as well as the nearby land of hundreds of miles, is much richer than in the distance.
"After four or five years of studying, my little brother is much more sensible than in previous years. Maybe it's time to teach him martial arts?"
This thought flashed through Yang Yu's mind.
Born with a ten-purple life, this little guy's heels needless to say. Practicing martial arts is to vent his strong energy.
The thought moved in his heart, but he was not in a hurry to go now. After stopping for a moment, Yang Yu turned around and returned to the small courtyard.
In the small courtyard, there was a howling wind, as if someone was breathing a long breath, but to the naked eye, there was nothing.
That's the man of truth, practicing martial arts.
"call!"
"suck!"
In the small courtyard, the old Taoist pushed his fists and kicks slowly. His speed was very slow, but the airflow in the entire small courtyard moved with his fists and kicks.
Sometimes it goes east, sometimes it moves west, setting off waves of air that hit the walls and make a roar.
After closing the courtyard door, Yang Yu did not come forward, but just watched quietly.
You can still practice martial arts without a physical body. If this spreads out, it will make anyone stunned.
"call!"
After a long time, the old Taoist stopped his movements and breathed out as if he were alive, and his body shape also moved with this breath.
Buzz!
In a daze, Yang Yu felt the light and shadow intertwined in front of his eyes. Under his gaze, the old Taoist figure turned into a pine tree with leafy leaves!
Click!
But just for a moment, the pine tree cracked and the man of truth fell out.
"There is a meaning, but it is difficult to form it! No wonder Xuanba compares 'from virtuality to reality' to 'six levels of foundation building'..."
The old Taoist sighed:
"Without the shell, walking is difficult, difficult, difficult, difficult!"
"It took Prince Zhao more than ten years to get through this step. You, Lao Yin, still have a long life, so why rush?"
Hearing Yang Yu's comfort, the old Taoist couldn't help but glance at him:
"Tennis, skin, bones, internal organs, marrow, and brain. Are you afraid that you have to finish these six steps?"
"How can it be so easy? Prince Zhao seemed to be stuck at the stage of 'transforming marrow into brain' back then, without his old man's experience..."
As he spoke, Yang Yu flicked his fingertips, and a drop of blood fell to the ground with the wind. As the words floated, he rolled on the spot.
It grows in the wind, and in a few blinks, it turns into an armored figure: