Nailhead Book...

Yang Yu's eyes condensed.

At the foot of Qisha Mountain, from beginning to end, Zhang Xuanba always left a lot of room for the six martial saints, including the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Even if he is guarding against murderous intent in the dark, even if he is as powerful as the King of Zhao of the Western Palace, he still cannot avoid the "seven arrows", and his body and soul will eventually be destroyed...

And the seven arrows that came from the void and pierced it came from the book of Nailhead.

Buzz ~

The moment when Yang Yu lost his mind, the room suddenly became quiet.

Yu Lingxian felt his breathing stagnation, as if his heart was grabbed by an invisible big hand, and his eyes were a little black.

‘The will of the Martial Saint is so powerful…’

She knew that this was not Yang Yu wanted to attack her, but the inadvertent overflow of will when his emotions fluctuated.

Just a wisp, she had already smelled the crisis of death like a dark cloud covering the top of the clouds.

Huh ~

Yang Yu's loss of consciousness was just a moment. After he realized that Yu Lingxian was sweating profusely, his face was as pale as paper, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Feel sorry……"

With a bent finger, a wisp of energy swept away the invisible qi. Only then did Yu Lingxian breathe heavily and die of suffocation.

Cold sweat flowed down her cheeks, and she was shocked and shocked.

Of course she knew that Yang Yu was powerful, not only because of rumors in the world, but also seeing him show his power with his own eyes, but watching from afar and getting close to each other are two completely different concepts.

At that moment, she felt that she was fragile like a candle in the wind, which was destroyed when blown, and this was not an illusion!

She will die!

"Sorry, I'm losing my composure for a moment..."

Yu Yang reached out to help her up and fed her a pill:

"The old witch's seal of self-sacrifice is too powerful. Yang is almost always trying his best to compete with it. He doesn't notice it for a while, so he..."

"No, it's okay..."

Yu Lingxian forced a smile:

"Senior Sister Wushuang said that the old witch did not practice the 'Seven Arrows of Nail', so if you really want to curse and kill a person, you need to burn incense three times a day and step on the Gang Steps seven times. This will take you to use it once every seven years...

She seems to have used it twice in the past thousand years. She was useless before, but this time she went back, I am afraid it is very likely..."

At this point, Yu Lingxian's breath has just calmed down.

She didn't finish her words, but Yang Yu naturally understood what she meant. It was nothing more than him before, and it was not worth the old witch to use the seven arrows of the nail.

And this time maybe...

To calm down, Yang Yu calmly answered:

"The book of Nailhead Arrows, a four-year agreement... Well, Yang understands that if you go back to your senior sister on my behalf, you will say that within four years, Yang will definitely go."

Yu Lingxian nodded, but was unwilling to stay any longer. She bowed slightly and then hurried away.

"The book of Seven Arrows..."

In the room, Yang Yu was chewing on Yu Lingxian, or Feng Wushuang's words in his heart.

She might not be sure that the old woman would use a nail-headed arrow to worship him, but this also hit his worries.

The greatness of the Nailhead and Arrow Book is naturally he will never forget the ones he has seen with his own eyes.

This magic is extremely powerful. According to legend, it is said that the power of a human killing god is to kill one of the souls and souls will be scattered. Three arrows will be cut off, and yin and yang will be cut off. Seven arrows will be completely destroyed, and both soul and body will be destroyed.

It's so strong.

But at the same time, the implementation of this method is extremely restrictive. You cannot stop worshiping day and night for seven years.

This is a way to solve it.

"Are there four years left?"

There were ripples in Yang Yu's heart, but his heart was very calm.

His divine will is refined, and he sensed the gluttonous food cauldron. The fog is shining in it, and the Ten Du stairs map is shining with bright light.

[Dikuixing... in the rubbing... in the rubbing... in the rubbing... in the rubbing...]

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He ascended to the throne with a crown, and his luck was added. Not only was the seal of sacrificing the body, but it seemed that the Taoist fruit became much more agile.

Kuixing Tuoyindi Kuixing's progress was much faster than he expected, and perhaps it would be successful in more than three years.

By then, he will have all the conditions for promotion to Shidu.

As long as he can solve the problem of the silence of the Taoist fruit level map after the Martial Saint achieves...

"Old witch."

A breath of turbid air was exhaled like the wind, and closed the door heavily. Yang Yu swallowed a large number of golden pills and sat cross-legged again, his mind was restrained.

Clean up the gains and losses of my life these days, observe my own injuries, and sense the subtle changes in my body.

Finally, he looked at the seven-orbital stone monkey in the acupoints, surrounded by strands of spiritual energy.

"As long as Xiao Si's magical powers advance and drive away the seal of sacrificing the body, you can..."

As his mind moved, Yang Yu fell into a deep level of meditation.

Healing injuries, waiting, and cultivating will, in order to reflect the body and fill the bones and membranes, and at the same time, he is dedicated to using multiple things, and is also creating a secret method for himself.

A secret method that can pass on power without loss...

...

...

Winter goes and spring comes, and all things grow.

The ninth year of the New Calendar passed like this, and the Northwest City has been more than ten years later, and it has a master again.

In a blink of an eye, another two years have passed.

Two years have passed, and there is no curfew in the city. Apart from the lack of alcohol, it is much more lively than when the war has not yet begun.

On Monday, he was wearing a dress and walked on the street with his own courtier Yang Lao.

After leaving the city to suppress bandits for more than two years, Zhou Yi was deeply moved.

In the past two years, Northwest Dao has changed greatly, and various new learnings have emerged in various cities, towns, and even villages like mushrooms after a rain.

He does not talk about the essence of Confucianism, but only teaches words, numbers, and martial arts of riding and shooting.

As batches of new students become officials, Northwest Road is more stable than before.

During this period, except for some Confucian scholars who made a big fuss and were beheaded, there was no more trouble.

In two years, the world became strangely peaceful, and the many anti-kings from the Nine Paths of the Ming Dynasty fell silent.

All of this originated from the fairy mountain that suddenly appeared outside the frontier two years ago.

It is a strange place containing all kinds of creation and danger.

In two years, some martial saints died in it, and some great masters were successfully promoted from it.

Some people even got magic weapons from it, and used the master to attack the Martial Saint, which shocked the world.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Although the fairy mountain is in a small size, its size is boundless. No one knows how big it is, only knows that there are many fortunes, such as Taoist fruits, magic weapons, and magic seeds emerging one after another..."

"Such a place of luck is desirable, but unfortunately, we are not strong enough to go outside the border, alas..."

"How can't I go? Jiang Xiaobai, Lizhou, got the Taoist fruit in it. Now he claims to be a horse face. He is the leader of the Demon Slaying Department who is as famous as Lord Wang Liu..."

"I heard that in the past two years, all the princes, Wulin Sects, and scattered people in the world have flocked to each other. Therefore, the world has been peaceful for more than two years..."

"Hmph! So what? Our King Yang is still the best in the world!"

"Who is right? I heard that this is simply a slander from the court. All the rebellions against the kings are vaguely targeting us, and the future may not be what it will be..."

"Silence, silent..."

...

The streets and alleys are full of discussion.

Yang Lao touched his big belly and had already become accustomed to it, but he listened with relish on Monday.

After more than two years of suppressing bandits, he had never heard of this, and his heart was full of vitality at this moment.

Unfortunately, being in the army and leaving without authorization is a serious crime...

"I don't know why that old guy is crazy about treating me?"

Yang Lao muttered and stopped.
To be continued...