The night is dark and the moon is light, and the wind is high.

On the wasteland, Zhao Qi and others forced themselves to retreat and clean up the battlefield.

After getting along these days, he has seen that Mr. Yang is not only fierce in his means, but also stingy, and not only must he restrain everything on the battlefield.

Moreover, he was not happy to pluck his hair when he saw the dead.

For example, the third generation of the Iron Sword Sect master who was hungry in the prison car with his chest pressed against his back, and for example, Yuan San who had previously thought about escaping.

He can see clearly.

This Mr. Yang did not kill prisoners, but he really didn't take their lives to heart.

Compared with this man's attitude towards refugees on the road, he couldn't help but feel a little sour. Are death row prisoners no longer humans?

"miserable…"

After cleaning up the battlefield, even though everyone was a fierce man who carried his life, he couldn't help but feel upset and felt upset.

"What a great effort..."

Jiang Du gestded in his heart, and suddenly burst into cold sweat.

The prisoners obediently cleaned up the battlefield, and some people were unwilling to accept it, but looking at the carriage beside the bonfire and the big bow, my heart trembled.

call!

Suddenly, the prisoner's eyes burst into tears and he couldn't help but rub his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Another prisoner frowned immediately, his face full of impatientness.

"He, his eyes, glowed, glowed..."

The prisoner staggered back and was shocked.

At that moment just now, he clearly saw two lights lit up in the carriage, which were eyes...

The man didn't rest at all, but kept staring at them.

call!

Looking at night like daytime?

The internal energy wandered from Niwan to his eyes. Yang Yu couldn't help but open his eyes, and felt that there was a bright spot in the carriage, and the plains in the night were clearly visible.

My heart was shocked, my internal energy dissipated, and the darkness returned.

"The blood and energy are like a mud ball, and then the five senses are transparent. When you enter your eyes, you will look at the night like daytime?"

Yu Yang looked shocked.

After experiencing so many things, especially Wei He and Wang Wu's successive teachings, he no longer knows nothing about martial arts.

The five foundation-building levels, the cow, tiger, elephant, dragon, and furnace, have to undergo 13 blood exchanges in total.

In addition to the first blood exchange, the Dantian will produce internal energy, each of the twelve blood exchanges can be selected to strengthen the body.

But that's just a reinforcement.

It is already an incredible thing to see the night as daytime, even if it can only be done when it is urged to activate the internal energy.

"The level of this old mother's contempt record must be extremely high. Could it be that the middle-hand martial arts skills? But it is not right. If you need to get started with the middle-hand martial arts skills, you will have to change blood more than three times..."

Austr Yang was half worried and happy.

First, he looked inside, and then looked at the night as daytime. If he could no longer see the special nature of this method of conquest, he would be too slow.

However, this method of conquest is of course of gratitude, but the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and body are blessed one by one, and his five senses will inevitably completely surpass the scope of ordinary people.

But the origin of this method of convincing Qi.

"Who is that old woman who raises pigs?"

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the worries in his heart, Yang Yu activated his inner energy again. As his eyes lit up, he felt that the world was bright.

Any place with a ray of light can be seen as day.

This is a huge advantage for archers that is beyond imagination!

After trying for a while, Yang Yu calmed down and counted the spoils sent by Zhao Qi and others.

There are more than a hundred bandits in this group, and there are more than two hundred taels of broken silver alone. The silver notes on several leaders are not missing much compared to the Iron Sword Sect.

There are even one or two ingredients.

"If I had any mercy in the world, I might have died long ago if I had any mercy in this world."

Looking at Yin Huo in front of him, Yang Yuran was muran.

From Montenegro to Pingyang, from this place to that place, the scenery may change, prosperity may differ, but what remains unchanged is that the weak are exposed to the wilderness, and the strong are full of gold and silver.

This is the case with a hundred-person copycat. What should Changliu Mountain, which is said to gather together with the powerful people from the Green Forest Road in Qingzhou, look like?

"Changliushan..."

He murmured to himself, and Yu Yang felt a urgency in his heart. When he closed his eyes, he entered the gluttony cauldron again.

Hold the large iron bow of semen.

not enough,

Far from enough.

...

...

It's difficult to walk.

It's difficult to walk.

Qingzhou has six prefectures and nearly a hundred county towns, but in such a large territory, it becomes more and more vast and sparsely populated.

Especially on the middle of winter, there are few business trips and there are not many people on the way.

The bandits and horse thieves who came to disturb each other from time to time made it more and more difficult to travel.

Even though most of the dead prisoners had blood exchanged, their muscles and bones were strong.

But after traveling for several months, Zhao Qi and Jiang, who were driving, were also exhausted and could not hide their fatigue.

Looking at Yang Yu, who was still incisive and even more energetic, the prisoners could no longer have the desire to escape.

The three Iron Sword Sect members in the prison car have not said a word for more than a month. Even if they hadn't eaten and drank every day, everyone almost thought they were dead.

At the same time, I couldn't help but be amazed that these warriors with blood and blood above the cattle, not to mention anything else, just their vitality is indeed far beyond them.

"Heishan, Pingyang, Yuangu, Fengying, Pingcheng... After these seven counties, they have already left the territory of Shunde Prefecture. After that, it depends on which path the adults are going to take."

The middle-aged scribe trotted and followed the carriage and replied in awe.

His name is 'Lan Wenyu', a native of Mingde Mansion in Qingzhou, and he was once a scholar, but he had no choice but to join the bandits.

Because I know very well about Qingzhou, I am often asked by Yang Yu.

At first, he was reluctant until Yang Yu killed the bandits who came to surround and kill one by one, and added several more prison vans.

He finally surrendered.

"Speak and listen."

Yu Yang lifted the curtain of the car and looked into the distance.

In a faint way, you can see the mountains being continuous, but this is a big mountain. The snow line on the top of the mountain is connected into a line, as if a god has split the sky.

He has seen how difficult it is to travel.

The bitter and cold land of Qingzhou is far from prosperous. Not to mention the official road, even in many counties, there are few floor tiles and stone slabs. This road is not just a strange road?

After walking through the six counties, the horseshoes that pulled him the cart had already been replaced with each other.

"The mountain ahead is called "Nanshan". The locals call it "Crane Mountain". There are two meanings: one is that there are many mountains and forests, and the other is that most of them are green forests. Cough cough, there are many bandits entrenched..."

Lan Wenyu breathed a little.

His martial arts were already ordinary, but his internal energy was dispelled, and his face turned a little red.

"You can go straight to Delin Mansion by passing through this mountain, which is only 8,900 or 900 miles away from Qingzhou. But if you bypass this mountain, you have to go through the three 'Mulin', 'Dingyang', 'Delin', and you have to walk for two or three more months..."

"Nanshan..."

Looking at the outline of the mountains, Yang Yu's eyes were quiet.

He was familiar with the map, so he naturally knew Nanshan. In previous years, Heishan City often chose to detour the prisoners.

Therefore, even if you dare not stop all the way, it will take nearly a year to go back and forth.

What made him ponder was.

According to some information he obtained from the Liusanmen stronghold in Zhuxian County along the way, his old man was most likely chased into the mountain by bandits.

Seeing Yang Yu pondering and saying nothing, Lan Wenyu gritted his teeth slightly:

"...Master Yang, I'm not to mention that I also recognize a few villages in the mountains... If you are willing, you can lead the way."

"It seems you still don't give up."

Coming back to his senses, Yang Yu glanced at several prison vans with a sneer. All the bandit leaders captured by him dodged.

"I'm wronged."

Lan Yushu's heart skipped a beat and he made a lot of excuses.

However, Yang Yu was too lazy to pay attention to it and ordered Zhao Qi to go to Nanshan. The latter showed hesitation, but he did not dare to say anything. He threw a long whip and drove forward.

Crossing the three palaces, the size of the southern mountain is not just a saying. It doesn’t mean that it runs across the north and south, but it runs through the east and west, and it is hundreds of miles wide. Even if the mountain roads are unobstructed, it will take two or three days.

Among them, there are so many peaks and cliffs, and there is no map at all.

The information of the Six Gates is the best in the world, but it is not as detailed as this. He only knows that his old man might be somewhere in the mountain.

"It's so dangerous..."

Lan Yushu slowed down and gasped, but his heart felt relieved.

Changliushan has repelled Qingzhou's encirclement and suppression several times, and is very famous. Most of the parishes have the intention of joining the group, but some of them are disdainful.

There is such a mountain village in Nanshan called Dulong Village.

If you dare not stay for a long time, this Poison Dragon Village is naturally not only because of the dangerous roads in Nanshan, easy to defend and difficult to attack, but also because of their strong strength.

The first person to repel the government's encirclement was not Changliushan!

...

"Do Long Village?"

Looking through the information obtained from several strongholds at Liusanmen, Yang frowned and had a slight headache.

He really couldn't understand how the Ming Dynasty's military was so strong and the martial style was so strong that the Qingzhou soldiers in the world could be so decayed.

It's fine if Black Mountain City.

At the junction of the three Nanshan prefectures, there seems to be this silver iron mine, and I even heard that there is a rare black iron mine.

Such a place can actually be occupied by bandits.

He couldn't help but feel the Ming pills again.

"Can the battle of Liujishan be able to make up for the great losses of the Ming army to fifty years?"

After entering and leaving Liujishan battlefield more than ten times, Yang Yu was in awe of the strong military strength of the Ming Dynasty.

But because of this, he really couldn't understand how snakes and rats would become disasters in the land where tigers entrenched...

"The information of the Six Gates is still too obscure, or my position is not enough to retrieve more. But this Nanshan is probably not that simple."

Wiping the section of the pig-killing knife, Yang Yu's eyes were cold.

Along the way, he not only retrieved information from the Liushemen stronghold, but also extracted all the pills promised by the Liushemen in Qingzhou.

Whether it is blood exchange, internal energy, external training, internal training, or technical martial arts, there have been great progress.

The refining of the fine iron bow is coming to an end.

He has completely mastered Liu Wenpeng's "Four Elephant Arrow" in the middle-handed martial arts. Even with the blessing of the superman's first-class five senses, his archery skills have surpassed Liu Wenpeng.

"Well~"

When Yang Yu was calculating and measuring, the carriage stopped slowly.

The curtain is lifted.

The long-lost popularity has already spread out.
Chapter completed!