God's will, the four symbols.

As the wind and snow filled, Yang Yu suddenly felt himself forgetting himself, and only felt his mind was in a tumultuous state. Everything was silent between heaven and earth, and the indescribable loneliness and vastness.

There are only differences between lower, middle, and superior martial arts.

Compared with the superior martial arts, some people rely on this to achieve the tenth level of great perfection. The fundamental reason is that they are still superior.

The lower-level martial arts are imitated by fierce beasts, which is martial arts fighting and killing. The middle-level martial arts are more important than qi, combined with spirit, and unity of mind and mind.

The best martial arts are imitated in the world of supernatural powers, and emphasize the greatness of the mind and the body, which is really difficult to practice and essence.

In fact, those who can practice a top martial arts to the ninth level are all top masters.

This can be seen from Yang Yu borrowing the power of the gluttonous food cauldron until now, he has not practiced any of the best martial arts to the ninth level.

Even the Four Elephant Arrow of Heavenly Will, which he had been practicing for many years, was not at the eighth level, and his domineering fist and sword skills had not even reached the eighth level.

The four symbols of heaven's will include the twelve styles of spring, autumn, winter, summer, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, birth, old age, illness, and death.

Over the past years, Yang Yu has practiced various arrow-like practices to an extremely profound state, but it still lacks its intention and power.

At this moment, he finally smelled the energy of breakthrough.

"One generation two, two generations three, three generations four phenomena of all things..."

The blessing reaches the soul, Yang Yu stretched out his hand, and the bow of the four symbols lit up at the same time as his eyes; the four symbols are all things!

hold head high!

It seems like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring in the air.

The Taoist, who was watching the snow in the yard next door, felt something. He suddenly looked up and saw a beam of light rising from the next door.

Accompanied by the long-lasting sonic bomb cloud, it was like the legendary sword sword sharpening the sky, as if it was about to reach the ninth level of heaven.

"The Four Elephant Arrow of the Great Will of Heaven?!"

...

...

There were only scattered lights in the dark cell.

I bought wine and meat as usual on Monday and prepared to visit the sick tiger. Before I got close, I saw a familiar figure.

It was a fat man who was overcast and was only five feet tall. He carried a lantern and came to the end of the alley, outside Qin Lihu's cell.

"Elmu head, elmu head! At this age, why don't you know the reason why people have to bow their heads under the eaves?!"

Yang Lao stomped his feet angrily, paced back and forth in the narrow aisle, regretting that he was unable to make a living:

"What is Zhang's grace to you? Zhang Xuanyi threw you into prison and torture him. His son killed your wife and daughter, and his hatred was as deep as the sea!"

"Why are you..."

In the cell, Qin Lihu didn't get up at all. He supported the back of his head with both hands, looked at the black old head, and glanced at the angry fat man with a faint glance:

"You have always been timid and afraid of things. You dare to take risks for me to beg for Yang Ni, which is beyond your expectations..."

If he was able to be a Tingwei in Northwest Daocheng for half his life, the fat man in front of him was naturally not the harmless and ordinary person.

On the contrary, if you can stay in the northwest road where the country gentry and gentry are everywhere, and the city is full of princes and nobles, you will be a fat man who has been living in the northwest road for so many years without falling.

However, such an old official who is well versed in the principle of self-protection would take risks to offend his immediate boss for himself...

"If it weren't for my sister who died, I'll care about your life or death!"

Yang Lao was very angry and gritted his teeth:

"You have been wandering for half your life, and you are coldly attracted by others. You have finally been favored by noble people. You are at your fingertips. How can you be?..."

Yang Lao was almost irritated to death.

For most of the year, he would come to see Qin Lihu every few days, but this sick tiger did not enter the world...

"When Lord Xu mentioned me as the General of Yanzhou, I swore to heaven that I would live up to the court and the country..."

Facing his brother-in-law's anger, Qin Lihu was silent for a moment and said:

"For more than ten years, there are more than Yang Yu who recruited me? Yan Dongjun is even willing to recognize me as his brother. Fang Zhenghao went to Yanzhou three times to invite me...

As long as I allow any of them, the wealth and glory in this world are at your fingertips?

only……"

While speaking, Qin Lihu stood up, his eyes as if they were evil tigers, condensed, but firm:

"The wealth and honor of unrighteousness are like clouds to me!"

"you!"

Yang Lao completely lost his temper and wanted to get angry, but finally sighed:

"Mr. Yang, it's different! In more than a year, he wiped out all the great gentry, cleaned up the administration of officials, and appointed people based on their merits.

Since last winter, until today, he has never oppressed the people, and even wants to give the royal palace to the victims to live in..."

"Is Yan Dongjun comparable to such a person? Fang Zhenghao, can he compare?"

Qin Lihu was just silent. Seeing that Yang Lao was about to leave, he spoke slowly:

"A momentary fortune is nothing. Yang Yu possesses all kinds of magical powers and is quite famous, but according to what you said, he is still just a master.

What I saw last time was that he had no idea. Even though his talent was extremely talented, due to his age, he could only use his supernatural powers to fight against the enemy.

For a moment, he had some luck, but because the distance between the court was too far. Once the imperial army arrived grandly, he was afraid that he would be unable to escape..."

"Mr. Yang has a great talent. Whoever can become a Martial Saint in a few years will become a Martial Saint. By then, who else can stop him in the world?!"

"Martial Saint, do you know what a Martial Saint is? There are so many great masters trapped in front of the gate for dozens or hundreds of years..."

Qin Lihu sneered:

"I'm afraid he doesn't even have a great martial arts, so how can he talk about the Martial Saint..."

At this point, he was about to close his eyes and see the guests, but suddenly he was shocked and stood up. Looking from the small square window, he saw the flowing light burst.

The sound waves are like dragon roaring, echoing throughout the city.

"This is……"

...

...

Huh ~

The first snow in winter is a little later than last year, but its momentum seems to be even greater, with the cold wind blowing and the world getting white.

Outside Northwest Road, the moat has long been frozen.

In front of the tall city gate, several patrol soldiers couldn't help but rub their hands. After the winter began, there were few merchants coming and going, but they still had to patrol day and night.

"Damn it! Why is it snowing again..."

Several soldiers stomped their feet and rubbed their hands, and couldn't help but complain.

"I hope I won't have another half a year..."

Some people are still scared. The heavy snow last year had caused enough suffering. If it weren't for the change of the king's flag on the city wall, I wonder how many people would have been frozen to death.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "Don't be afraid! Although the food harvest this year's autumn harvest is less than in previous years, it is completely enough without those animals.

Moreover, Lord Yang started to gather refugees a few months ago. If there is a disaster, there will be relief..."

"I am lucky to have the heavens, and let Lord Yang come to Northwest Road. If Zhang Xuanyi is forced to act as a blessing, I'm afraid... Hum..."

"The court that was killed in heaven actually killed Longyuan Road and Ding'an Road were in a panic, as if they were going to send troops to attack us..."

...

The city gate is the place to welcome and see, and both dragons and snakes must pass by here. The news of the soldiers is very well-versed.

Someone started talking, and naturally there were many people responding.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, a soldier exclaimed and looked at the other side of the moat.

I saw that there were scattered black spots in the wind and snow. Looking closely, there were actually several Taoist priests.

The one in front of you is remarkable.

old!

Too old!

This old Taoist priest is so old that his hunched body is so thin that it seems to be blown away by the wind, and the wrinkles on his face are even more terrifying.

After getting closer, several soldiers were surprised to find that there were still deep spots on their faces.

Just like the spots on the body of an old and dead person...

"Old Master, you are so old, why are you still coming out to walk around?"
To be continued...