This is a residence report from Longyuan City, which records major events that have happened since March of Longyuan Road and major events across the country within March.
The Mountain and River List is just one of them.
Transportation is inconvenient and although the circulation of information is faster, it still has great delays for most ordinary people.
In fact, even this mansion report is not something that ordinary people can access. However, compared to the real major forces and sects, it is still several months later.
"Eighteen people on the Jinxiu list..."
Yu Yang opened the newspaper.
What caught my eye was Zhang Xuanba, the King of Zhao of Xifu, who was well-deserved as the first martial arts man in the world.
Next, there are the old demon in the Black Mountain in the Seven Killing Temple, the sword saint Mu Qingliu, the national master of Dali Fan Ruyi, and the Red Sun Dharma King of Eternal Temple. These five people are the strongest in the world.
The Yunni Taoist is ranked eighteen, and there is no Taoist in the Mingxiu list. I don’t know whether no one knows his life or death when the list is set, or whether he is seriously injured and fell from the rank.
"The eighteen people on the Jinxiu List, among which the pure Martial Saints are afraid that less than half are, like the Taoist Yunni, who is famous all over the world for his divine talisman books. Should it be considered the "Ten Capitals"?"
Qin Si was also looking at it. On the Jinxiu list, there were mostly familiar figures, all of whom were older generation masters who had become famous for a long time or even longer.
"Maybe, there are more than eighteen."
Yu Yang touched his chin.
This beautiful mountain and river list is much more detailed than the lists in the martial arts world, but it is not entirely true if you include all the masters.
At least, the old woman in Dayan Mountain, the Taoist Zhenyan at this time, was not on the list.
But no matter what, this list includes most of the experts in the world.
"Or many? But probably these are? The prosperity of martial arts in the world is really beyond any dynasty in ancient times..."
Qin Si looked at her, her eyes lit up:
"Brother Yang, you are on the 43rd place in the mountains and rivers..."
"I'm afraid there are deeper things in this list, and it's impossible to make a name for the martial artists in the world..."
Yang Yu thought that he didn't care too much about whether he was on the list or on the geometry.
He always felt that something was wrong with this list. He consumed a lot of manpower and intelligence, and he really didn't believe it.
But his news is too closed and he can't guess the calculation behind it.
"I'm afraid the court doesn't have such courage?"
Qin Si was a little confused.
If it was just a list of mountains and rivers, that would be fine, but there was also a list of beautiful people. Even if the court had a strong momentum, it would be impossible for it to plot against so many powerful people.
"Who can make it clear?"
Yang Yu looked around and saw that at the end of the Shanhe List, his name was clearly listed. One by one was Wei Zhengxian, and the last one was Duan Qilong.
And the number one is...
"The railway flows across the sea."
Canghai City, located in Dongyuedao, is not a sect with a long history, and it did not have any sense of existence before.
Until decades ago, Tie Hengliu emerged and promoted Canghai City to the ranks of top sects. What is different from any other sect is that.
Canghai City is a real city, a small city located on the banks of the East China Sea.
Tie Hengliu promoted it to the ranks of big cities in one fell swoop, and it had a vague trend of competing with Dongyue City for the first city on Dongyue Road, and its power was extremely strong.
"Rumor to the world, Tie Hengliu is already a martial saint. Now it seems that he has not taken that step?"
Qin Si noticed Yang Yu's gaze and said what she knew:
"In recent years, Canghai City has become very powerful, so that the Tianluo Sect, the first sect of Dongyue Dao, had to move closer to the King of Dongyue. I heard that after the tsunami of Dongyue Dao, several rebellions were related to Tie Hengliu...
The governor of the West Factory, Yu Qianliu, arrived in Dongyue Road the second year before yesterday to prevent this person.”
Yulong Temple does not have any information channels, but he is still very concerned about the trends of the Wulin Sect and the court. He has never heard of many things Qin Si said.
"The building is about to collapse, and there are dragons and snakes that rise to the land. Not only the East Crossing Road, but also the Northwest Road has a hero with a "Pojun". What is the name of Yandongjun?"
Yang Yu's eyes were calm.
In the past two months, in addition to the Yulongguan channel, Wang Muzhi also sent various letters and brought various information. However, the former is mostly related to the martial arts world, while the latter is more important than the situation in the world.
Perhaps it was because he was moved, or perhaps it was because he had planned it, and Wang Muzhi's center also moved towards the Northwest Road.
Perhaps soon, he will face Yan Dongjun.
only……
"The troubled times are coming, and the storm is rising..."
Qin Si was a little silent.
In times of trouble, dragons and snakes rise to land. Compared with the iron flow and Yandongjun and the like, the Jade Dragon Temple is innately deficient and has no power. It is too difficult to accomplish things.
But her Taoist fruit...
"Fang Zhenghao's Taoist fruit is very likely to be Greedy Wolf, and his Taoist fruit is likely to come from the 'Black Mountain Old Demon'. This Yan Dongjun is afraid..."
The mind moved, but Yang Yu didn't say it.
Qin Si has already spoken in a bit complicated way:
"Brother Yang, can we go back to Heishan? I haven't seen my mother-in-law yet..."
"Monten Mountain, I'll go back sooner or later. But not now..."
Yang Yu smiled and held Qin Siwei's somewhat cold palm, his words were calm, and he calmed her heart:
"I would like to be your sycamore."
During the two months, in addition to accepting the guidance of Taoist Zhenyan, he and Qin Si were together day and night. Although she didn't want to say it, she also spoke the ceremony under his indirect attacks.
The rituals of the Tao fruit are ever-changing, and even the same kind of Tao fruit may vary greatly.
Qin Si's Taoist fruit, called "Blue Bird", belongs to the immortal category. Their rituals are not the evil seal. It is so violent that drought is even more difficult in a sense.
The blue bird can only take off its fortune. Qin Si's ritual requires at least one state fortune. This fortune is not the official fortune, but the fortune of the ruler!
Therefore, only Lin Dao Ren is obsessed with Qianlong...
"Brother Yang..."
Qin Si couldn't help but hold his palm, her eyes slightly red: "But..."
"Dao Ren Lin can't force me. I'm willing, it's just because I'm willing."
Yu Yang slowly stood up, stretched out his ape's arms, and his eyes were bright:
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Sitting in meditation for two months is also time to go out and walk..."
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Before going down the mountain, Yang Yu went to see the Taoist Zhenyan again.
Between the large tombs, the old Taoist sat cross-legged and his breathing was so slight that it was invisible. If it weren't for the breath that could still be sensed, Zhao Kun almost thought that the ancestor would not be able to do it.
Yang Yu walked slowly and walked into the tomb.
Compared to two months ago, the aura of the Truth Word is becoming weaker now. Even if Dao Ren Lin transports true energy many times and Qin Si uses magical powers dozens of times a day, he cannot make up for the essence of his deficit.
The truth is vague in the Dayan Mountains, but Yang Yu naturally knew that this old Taoist was "empty"!
A person who reached the peak of the Martial Saint twenty years ago and sat with King Zhao of the Western Palace to discuss the Tao was eaten by the old man who was now dying and struggling to walk around. No matter who saw it, he couldn't help but feel chill and fear.
"how?"
Feeling Yang Yu's arrival, the old Taoist opened his eyes and forced himself to look at him with energy.
"The details are quite different. You can 'keep the precepts' soon and put the 'sea of ​​laws'."
Yu Yang bowed.
In two months, he had already sorted out all the levels of "Illegal Precepts" and could already try it.
“Very good, very good.”
The old Taoist was obviously in a bad mood and yawned a long time while speaking, but his eyes were still bright:
"If you can achieve success, the old Taoist will be honored!"
"I would like to thank you for your advice."
Yang Yu found a place to sit down and told the old Taoist about his experience and some doubts.
After two months of getting along, the two have become much familiar with each other. Many times, Daoren Lin is a little jealous, and he doesn't have the treatment himself.
"Keeping precepts is to keep your mind. Whether it is the seven emotions and six desires, or the rules and precepts of heaven, the same path will be the same. Your method of keeping precepts may be even more brilliant, and it may be certain."
The old Taoist stroked his long beard with his hand, and he felt a little touched:
"The six desires and seven emotions are too extreme. If you make mistakes, it will be almost irreversible. Although it is not easy to get started with the precepts, you may be more stable if you restrict your mind.
Your progress really makes the old Taoist look at you with admiration."
The old Taoist is not sure.
The method of keeping precepts is considered a secret in all schools. He actually didn’t come into contact with much in his life, but he still had a lot of precepts and had rich experience.
At first, he was just a little surprised at the courage of the young man in front of him, but as he communicated, he was a little moved and even thought about trying.
"Young people don't care who is more skilled. As long as it suits you, it's the best."
Warden Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and the rock fell to the ground in his heart.
In fact, he has tried many times to refine ingredients through the Gluttony Cauldron these days, and it can be said that he has taken countless wrong paths before he has found the threshold.
This is the progress that has moved Taoist Zhenyan.
"You have to keep the precepts when you go down the mountain this time?"
The old Taoist was inexplicably expecting it, but also feeling a little sad: "It's a pity that the old Taoist may not have seen it..."
"If you achieve success, you will definitely return to Yulong View as soon as possible and let you comment."
Yu Yang stood up and bowed, expressing his final doubt, which was about the fusion of the hundreds of classics.
Because of the ability of the Gluttony Cauldron to refine food ingredients, he has been practicing all the way to this day, and few people have taught him martial arts experience.
He himself thought it was not too lacking.
But during the past two months of getting along, the words and deeds of the old Taoist Zhenyan still benefited him a lot.
The practice of martial arts is not only about the flesh and blood battlefield, but also about walking, sitting and lying down. It has great skills in the subtleties.
"Your talent and understanding are rare in ancient and modern times."
Speaking of this, the old Taoist couldn't help but pause: "In theory, the level of the hundred classics cannot stop you. Unfortunately, you have learned too many martial arts, too complicated, and too strong."
Too many, too complicated, and too strong.
In two months, Taoist Zhenyan pointed out his problems more than once.
Any martial arts contains the hard work and spirit of the person who creates his skills. Too much or complicated will conflict with each other and cannot be driven perfectly.
The melting of hundreds of meridians means integrating all martial arts.
Yu Yang listened quietly, very quiet.
"In the past two months, the old Taoist has also been thinking that it is really not easy for you to have this martial arts. It would be a pity to give up any of them..."
The old Taoist pondered slightly and replied:
"The yin and yang grinding of the sloppy Taoist is certainly great, but to eliminate the witch's internal cultivation method, I am afraid it is still a little short of it, so you have to find another way..."
"I remember, when you were performing martial arts before, there was an instant that lightning appeared all over your body. Could it be that it wasn't a strange technique?"
When Master Zhenyan said this, he paused slightly and recalled the scene when he asked Yang Yu to show off all his martial arts and magic without reservation.
I was sure that my memory was not confused, so I said:
"The internal cultivation method you have learned has no external characteristics, so it is difficult to resolve it by the five elements of generation and restraint, and lightning is not among the five elements..."
"Yin and Yang transform into a sword?"
Yang Yu subconsciously had this idea and immediately overturned himself. He did not have a deep knowledge of this magic and had never used it in front of the Taoist Zhenyan.
So, what he said...
Chapter completed!