When Yang Yu was free, he also read history to relieve his fatigue from practicing martial arts.

In it, he saw the similarities and differences between this life and the previous life.

There is no need to mention similarities. Similar systems will inevitably have similar events, such as the vicious circles of dynasty changes again and again.

The difference is that this world is a real person who has traces of immortals and demons, and has great power beyond the ordinary scope to himself.

Due to this great difference, the changes in dynasties in the three thousand years of ancient history are a cruel game that ordinary people will never be able to participate in.

Yes, absolutely!

In your previous life, if you are kings, princes, generals and ministers, you are just mortals and famous generals in the world may die at the hands of women.

The emperor's honor may also be strangled to death by the palace maid or poisoned to death by the eunuch.

But this life is different.

A team of elite cavalry in armor can suppress the team of tens of thousands of refugees.

Those who succeed in the Qi and Blood Furnace can compete with more than a thousand armored cavalry. If there is no restraint of warriors of the same level, they can not only be able to advance and retreat freely, but also be destroyed in one battle, which is not a fantasy.

How about the master who has achieved great success in blood exchange?

Grandmaster, so what?

Therefore, the Northwest Road, which has a population of hundreds of millions, originally had only 100,000 troops, and the rest of the cities were even fewer.

It is precisely because of this that the nobles in the court have sacked their troops, and Emperor Daojun also agreed.

Behind the post stations, troops, and the six gates is the expansion of the Shence Army, and the salary of many worshippers in the court has skyrocketed.

A great master, even if he is old, is worthy of winning. Especially, Dao Ren Li is dedicated to meditation and has no bad record, and is really a great master who has stood in front of the threshold of a martial saint.

"I hope you can hold on for a longer time..."

Taoist Li restrained his energy and almost pretended to die. In order to prolong his life, he naturally could not hide the loss of Yang Yu.

only……

“Ginseng Fruit…”

Yang Yu's heart was shiny.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he was full of dangers and would definitely die, but he knew in his heart that he still had the power to break the deadlock.

As long as you buy Xingli and Li states, as long as you buy ginseng fruit, he is sure that at least no martial saint dares to set foot in the northwest of the three states.

However, the refining of the recipes of the Five Internal Medicine is beyond imagination.

In January, he used up all the nine opportunities he had entered for the seventh refining, but he was still "confined in the painting" and could not be released.

Even though he was extremely convinced that the real Wanshou Mountain outside the painting was the view of the Five Internals, he could not take that step...

"It is really difficult to break the confinement of the scroll with your own strength. I don't know if the golden dragon scissor can break..."

As he talked to himself, Yang Yu closed his eyes and thoughts. At the corner of the gluttony tripod, the back of the neck of Shanjun, which was branded with the "Golden Dragon Scissor Real Shape" was floating up.

Ginseng fruit has a great relationship, so he will naturally not give up.

This ingredient is the highest-level of the ingredients he has obtained so far, and is the same level as the recipe of the Wudian Temple, and is the Jiuyao level.

Perhaps, the magic weapon imprinted on it can help him break through the confinement of the painting scroll.

He was not sure, but he had to choose to try.

"It seems that it's almost done."

After changing his thoughts, Yang Yu put down the copper plate and left in awe, nervous, and fearful eyes.

In the past month, he naturally had no time to go. In addition to discussing martial arts with Qi Daoguang, he did not forget to draw the mysterious stones every day and swallow gold and iron.

With his efforts day and night, it was finally time for the energy storage of the Gluttony Cauldron to be refined again.

Buzz ~

Close the door, Yang Yu sat cross-legged on the cushion, and as he swallowed the golden beans, a soft sound appeared in his ears.

The energy storage of the Gluttony Cauldron finally reached the line.

Hurry ~

In a moment, the back of Shanjun's neck had already shined with bright light.

【Does the ingredients be refined, Shanjun’s back neck skin?】

"Refining!"

The difference between ingredients and recipes is like the difference between beggars and princes, and the difficulty of refining cannot be compared.

Both of them are the ten capitals, and the difficulty of refining the fine gold armor is certainly not comparable to the "Earth-shaking recipe".

Hurry!

It seemed as if the sound of the surging sea tides sounded around, and Yang Yu looked calm, letting his light and body go.

The light and shadow around changed drastically, and in the moment it seemed less than one thousandth of a moment, a rich tide smell came to your face.

Open your eyes.

In front of you is an endless ocean, and you can see the endless view.

Only in the distance, clouds surging, a great sun rises eastward, shining through the clouds and mists, sprinkling endless light.

This is an island with bushes and mountains like forests, with many beasts and birds singing.

Everything is lifelike.

Without rushing to take that step, Yang Yu gathered his spirit and felt the surroundings.

This is an isolated island with seas all over the world and endlessly looking at it. With his eyesight, he cannot see any shadow of land.

With his concentration, he felt that the sea breeze, islands, gravel, shrubs, and unknown fish and birds were just like the outside world, without any abnormality.

The reality of the illusion contained in this ingredient is almost as good as the recipe for watching the five internal organs!

"It's worthy of being a Jiuyao-level ingredient..."

Yu Yang's eyes were very bright.

The more realistic the illusion, the stronger the spirit of the pre-ingredient, the isolated island is vast, real and huge.

This also means that the master's spiritual practice is extremely high and extremely strong!

Bo~

If you take one step, the view will be different.

Here, Yang Yu felt that the spiritual energy that was different from the recipes of the Wudian Temple was even more intense.

"This is also before ancient times?"

Prison Yang changed his mind.

He tried to capture the spiritual energy, but he had no way to contact it. In this illusion of food, he was like a ghost and could not touch any specific things at all.

Naturally, it is impossible to capture spiritual energy.

"Are you here to pay homage to the fairy?"

At one moment, Yang Yu heard the ancient Daoyin and turned around suddenly, and saw a young man wearing a big golden brocade robe appearing behind him at some point.

"No!"

As the voice echoed, the earth was shaking, and the wind was howling in the dense bushes. A big man stepped out, rough and unrestrained:

"I am the mountain Lishi, the mountain in front of the 'Three Immortal Island'."

"So it's a mountain immortal!"

The boy's eyes lit up, and his voice lowered together with his backbone:

"The little Ao Yu is a water clan. When he heard the end of the disaster was approaching, he was frightened. He came to Sanxian Island to find a good way to avoid the disaster..."

"Ao Yu? I haven't heard of it..."

The man named "mountain" had his nostrils, as if he looked down on the boy, but he turned around and walked to the depths of the island:

"The three fairies are not here, but the little fairies are just out of seclusion at this moment..."

The boy was overjoyed and followed him happily.

The two of them had a very strong accent, and the Taoist script they used was extremely ancient. Even Yang Yu thought he was a great master of Taoist script. It took him a long time to understand the conversation between them.

"Sanxian Island? Little Fairy Gu? Mountain? Could this big man be the Shanjun?"

He silently wrote down all the words he talked to, and then he followed.

Unlike the other dead objects, these two people have extremely difficult barriers to break through. Yang Yu wanted to touch them several times but was isolated from the outside.

This island was much larger than he expected. The two of them had a very fast journey, and there were gusts of wind and thunder, but it took them half a day to arrive at the center of the island.

This is a divine peak that was cut in half, which is only a hundred feet high, surrounded by clouds and mist. Inside, flying eaves and palaces can be seen.

"Fairy!"
To be continued...