Construction is much harder than destruction.
In the setting sun, the city gate of Deyang Mansion slowly closed. Seeing the crowded crowd dispersing, Li Chuang breathed a sigh of relief.
He was not afraid that refugees outside the city would enter the city. In fact, the soldiers guarding here were not to stop refugees from entering the city, but to stop the residents in the city who were intending to eat in the porridge farm outside the city.
There are porridge farms inside and outside the city.
However, someone went out of the city after eating in the city, and even had to take home if they couldn't finish eating...
It would be fine if it was hungry, but many of them still had wealth and wanted to take advantage of loopholes and eat porridge, which made people helpless.
Li Chuang was very disgusted with these people.
He was still white and obese in two years of the disaster, but he still had to compete with the hungry people for porridge and rice. He knew that transporting grain was not easy, so he naturally couldn't like these people.
After changing squads with the successors, Li Chuang dragged his heavy steps to the state yamen. Although he had a little martial arts skills, he was really too tired these days.
"Li Chuang?"
As soon as he entered the state yamen, Qiu Zhanyu saw him and waved his hand to call him over.
"Mr. Qiu."
Li Chuang respectfully clasped his fists.
"I hope you can go there again and send these files to the alley behind Chunfeng Tower and hand them over to Yang Qianhu."
Qiu Zhanyu brought dozens of kilograms of paper and handed it to him.
"yes!"
Li Chuang looked solemn, took the file, and his thoughts were rolling.
Yang Qianhu?
It was the hero who killed Ji Longshan, killed Xiao Zhan, and broke into the main mansion of the state and escaped. Is Mr. Xu's big shot, Yang Yu?
Looking at Xu Wenji who was reviewing at the backyard at his desk, envy flashed in Li Chuang's eyes.
When will I become the celebrity in front of Mr. Xu?
Thinking in his heart, his steps did not stop. When he left the government office, he headed towards Chunfeng Tower. At this time, it was approaching evening, and the porridge farms inside and outside the city were serving porridge, and there were not many pedestrians on the street.
Soon, he came to a clean alley.
call!
As soon as he turned into the alley, Li Chuang felt a rapid wind blowing on his face.
"This wind..."
Li Chuang was surprised.
He took a step back, and the wind was gone. He went forward and rushed forward. He stepped back and stepped forward. After a few attempts, his face was full of surprise.
What's going on?
"Is that Lord Yang practicing?"
Li Chuang's heartbeat was 'bang'.
During these days, he has heard many rumors about Lord Yang, and it is said that his martial arts have entered the realm of transformation, and Qingzhou is the top one.
After stopping for a while, he still couldn't stop walking into the alley curiously. As he walked, he seemed to hear the sound of running water.
At first it was gurgling, and then it was like a big river rolling. What followed was the detectable heat wave and the airflow that made his clothes tremble.
"Peeling others to practice martial arts is a taboo..."
After walking a few steps, Li Chuang hesitated again. After thinking about it, he still stopped, but then he realized that the gate of the small courtyard was not closed at all.
Or was it blown away by the storm of wind?
‘This is not something I want to peek…’
Li Chuang muttered in his heart, his eyes couldn't stop glancing into the door, and when he saw it, his eyes were straightened.
In the small courtyard, someone was doing boxing.
The man was wearing a red flying fish suit, with a slender and symmetrical body. He was pushed by his fists and feet, and his clothes were filled with airflow.
His boxing skills are not exquisite, his movements are not very beautiful, and he can't even say that he is fast. Only those with minimal martial arts can see clearly.
It’s not like practicing martial arts, but like an old boxer who wants to teach his disciples is teaching boxing.
However, in Li Chuang's eyes, this scene was extremely magical.
His movements were very slow and he seemed to have no strength in it. However, the air flow was swimming and swaying like a living creature, and the whole yard was like a breathing monster.
The airflow he felt came from his ordinary movements, and also from the airflow that was swelling in the courtyard.
"This, this..."
Li Chuang's mind trembled.
He could see this scene clearly.
The adult in the courtyard had colorless and transparent fingers between the five fingers of the claws, but it was obviously different from the surrounding environment and was rotating drippingly.
Holding the air into a ball?!
Li Chuang took a deep breath and subconsciously caught it, but where could he catch anything?
call!
suck!
Suddenly, a more violent breathing sounded in the courtyard, just like the sound of thousands of bellows pulling at the same time in the largest blacksmith shop in the city.
Li Chuang felt that the air waves were surging like a tide, and he could hardly tell whether the air was in front of him or whether the rivers and seas were surging and the waves were surging.
call!
After a moment, the movement disappeared.
Li Chuang looked at him tremblingly and saw a scene that he would never forget for his life.
The flying fish suit that was swollen to the limit slowly faded, but the adult looked up slightly and opened his mouth and breathed, just like the martial arts masters he had seen before.
However, this is not a breath, but a sword!
call out!
The Qi sword was spit out like a powerful bow, and it was even more like the sword balls of the legendary sword immortals. It circled around the old trees in the yard. In just a few moments, the withered old trees had been cut into countless pieces!
As the wood chips flew, Li Chuang was completely stunned.
call!
After exhaling his long breath, Yang Yu never stopped his momentum, and he kept walking slowly, stretching his arms, feeling the subtle changes in the airflow.
The air ripples like water.
Once upon a time, he punched with a very fast speed and force, and could also create a wave of air, and combined with his internal breath, he could transform the storm.
But that will inevitably be accompanied by a sonic boom.
At this time, his speed was still fast and his strength was strong enough, but there was no sound boom resounding. On the contrary, he felt the air flow surrounding him like water.
"Friction! The friction between me and the air has become smaller..."
"My body movement, fist palm, can be 30% faster than before, and the air resistance is greatly reduced. My fist power loss is much smaller!"
"It's a pity that the qi is too difficult to bind. It is impossible to use the true qi to reach the level of the legendary Qixuanmen ancestor's flying sword to kill people thousands of steps..."
...
While the fist and palm were being promoted, Yang Yu was almost obsessed with it.
In the seven days, he melted more than ten batches of black stones, almost exhausting all the scattered gold and silver on his body, and this change was also immediate.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The black stone entered the body, and his muscles, bones and membranes seemed to have undergone another transformation of blood exchange, making up for his horizontal training physique that was weaker than his same level.
Compared with the improvement of physical strength, his biggest surprise is his outstanding characteristics.
With his movements, he could clearly sense that there seemed to be a faint current in his body, stimulating every subtle change in his body.
This change is very subtle, but his perception is so keen. However, this change has just happened and he has not yet noticed the changes in his body.
"Is this a strange technique?"
Yang Yu remembered Yu Liang's "Yin and Yang Transformation Hands".
His secret technique, which was passed down from the people of Wanxiang Mountain, seemed to be able to use electric current to fight the enemy to a certain extent. Because it is very different from ordinary martial arts, it is called a strange technique.
Doesn’t it have something in common with his current state?
"I will try it with Yu Liang next time I meet..."
The thought flashed, and the Yu Yang slowly closed his momentum, and the whistling sound of the airflow in the yard also stopped.
Looking at the trembling young man outside the door:
"After looking at it for so long, do you see anything?"
"Yang, Lord Yang."
Feeling Yang Yu's gaze, Li Chuang shivered and almost threw away the file he was holding. He finally suppressed the shock in his heart. When he heard the inquiry, he was stunned again.
"I, I..."
"It's not too much to see it. If you can really see something, that's your ability."
Yang Yu smiled, not caring much.
Nowadays, from the peddlers, martial arts worlds, to the aristocratic families and court organs, all of them were strictly prohibited from leaving martial arts, but naturally he had no idea of ​​cherishing himself.
After all, if you follow it seriously, his martial arts are not very glorious.
Although he doesn't steal or rob, his martial arts are from someone else's...
"Sir, joking."
Li Chuang was a little helpless, and the closer the distance, the more uncomfortable he felt.
"Let go."
Yang Yu didn't have trouble for him. He shook his sleeves casually, took a sip of water with a scoop, and subconsciously glanced at Li Chuang, who seemed to be obedient.
He was originally in the soul, except during the battle, he mostly looked at people first, then his aura, then his physique, and finally his facial features.
When he saw this, his eyebrows raised.
"Um?!"
Hearing the sound, Li Chuang was almost frightened and collapsed to the ground. He turned around stiffly, and saw that the big man looked at him with a very different look.
"May I have your name?"
"It's bad!"
Li Chuang felt a chill in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to cover his butt, but immediately reacted and lowered his head and replied:
"Li, Li Chuang..."
"Go."
Yang Yu waved his hand and asked him to leave. As Li Chuang reported his name, the fate he saw in his heart also emerged from his heart.
【Li Chuang】
[The family is left with all walls (gray), the passing years are not good (white), the blood is strong (gray), the dragon and the spirit are fierce (white), the noble people support (light green), the heroes (light gold), the indomitable (light red), the heroes are short of breath (crunch red), the hidden dragon and the hibernation of the abyss (crunch red), the king is the forehand (light purple)]
Ten fates, lilac fate!
Looking at the uneasy back, Yang Yu's heart was filled with turmoil.
In Qingzhou, two heroes with extremely noble destiny appeared one after another, and what this means is self-evident.
Moreover, this person has an extremely rare purple fate. Although he is only lilac, he is even better than Wu Changbai.
But why is Qingzhou?
"Be the forehand of the king..."
Yang Yu's eyes flashed, and his heart couldn't calm down for a moment.
What Tong You saw was just fate, but from fate, you can think about what you can find. Thinking of Wu Changbai and Li Chuang, a strong sense of déjà vu arose in his heart.
These two people...
"The chaotic times are approaching, and Qingzhou is the first to be hit."
He stood there for a long time, and this thought flashed through Yang Yu's heart, and the subsequent guess made his breathing stagnate.
If the fate of these two people is true, Qingzhou will surely be the beginning of a chaotic world, then...
Chapter completed!