Yang Gong's treasure house.

The so-called "Yang Gong" is Yang Su.

Since the beginning of the Great Sui Dynasty, Yang Su conquered the south and the north, and made great achievements, and the battle array on the battlefield can be described as invincible, invincible, and finally the merit is high, and the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition, which is feared by Yang Jian, Emperor Wen of Sui.

However, this person has a very heavy mind, and the city government is very deep, and he has long been aware of the danger, secretly hoarding grain and grass, recruiting troops and horses, and intending to plot a rebellion.

Later, Emperor Wen listened to the slander, abolished the crown prince Yang Yong and re-established Yang Guang, giving Yang Su a glimpse of vitality for the powerful minister Yang Su, and helping Yang Guang to ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Plan.

It's just that the situation changed drastically, Yang Su died of illness soon after, and the rest of the henchmen were wiped out by Yang Guang, but Yang Su's treasure house was never missing.

At this point, rumors have spread all over the world, and if anyone finds the "Yang Gong Treasure House", he can dominate the world and ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Plan.

……

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the world was not quiet, thieves were everywhere, chaos had appeared, rebels from all walks of life had risen up, and the family of gate lords was fighting openly and secretly, and this dynasty, which had been established for more than 30 years, was finally coming to an end.

The barren mountain ancient temple coincided with the heavy rain.

A hurried and messy pace tore apart the tranquility of the mountains.

On both sides, one side fled in a hurry, and the other side chased in a hurry.

Only a bloody battle started in front of the ancient temple.

After a short period of swords, there was nothing but a corpse.

"Search!"

The victor clears the killing field, groping for each corpse, as if looking for something.

It was only after searching back and forth twice, and when they found a stone book, several people grinned, extremely satisfied.

"Hahaha, the 'Recipe for Longevity' is finally here."

It's just that the rain is getting heavier, and a few people smile and spit, and then scold and spit on the loser, and then break into the ancient temple with a bad face, temporarily sheltering from the wind and rain.

The old temple is dilapidated, the ruins are decaying, fortunately, it is used as a resting place by the mountain people who often go up the mountain, and you can still see some incense in front of the statue of the god, and enjoy some offerings.

"The third and fifth, you rest here, I'll go out and see if I can catch a few game."

The leader of the big man explained, then turned around and turned back into the rain, a few ups and downs, and there was no trace.

The remaining four people were muttering and cursing something, while wiping the rain in their clothes, they looked around the ancient temple, picked up the tribute in front of the statue of the god, rubbed it on their sleeves at will, and ate it.

"Phew, what the fuck does this smell like? Say sweet is not sweet, say sour is not sour. ”

One person was holding a persimmon in his hand, and he had just taken a bite, obviously the juice was splashing, but his expression was strange.

Looking down, the persimmon looks fresh, but it doesn't taste like it.

"Phew, I'm too, it tastes like chewing wax, and it's unpalatable to death."

Several people tried and tried, and the tribute was even taken with them, and the results were all tasteless and difficult to swallow without exception.

"It's really evil."

A few reckless men stared at their fierce eyes, you look at me, I look at you, and then turned their heads to look at the idol.

The thin and short old five suddenly swallowed his saliva for no reason, stared at the statue with straight eyes, and then slowly raised his hand and pointed at it, and said in a somewhat strange tone: "Do you think this statue looks like a living person?" ”

The air seemed to freeze.

Wind and rain as before.

The rest of the people glanced at each other, and suddenly they all burst out laughing again, laughing out into tears.

"If you don't say that you kid is timid, no matter how much the statue looks like a human, it is also muddy, can it survive?" The third child is burly, with thick beard and thick eyebrows, one eye, a knife behind his back, and a smile like wind and thunder, "Don't say it, this thing is really molded from a living person." ”

But I saw that the statue of the god was standing with a long body, a fine incense sticking in front of him, a robe with a slight antiquity, one hand hanging down at his side, and the other hand pinching the seal on his chest, low eyebrows and hanging eyes, long hair scattered, real and lifelike, clear eyebrows and eyes are more vivid.

The more the third man spoke, the closer he became, and he muttered in his heart as he stared at the face of the idol.

Like, it's so similar, it's just magical.

"Hehe, in troubled times, even the Bodhisattva himself is difficult to protect, since you are a god, you still eat incense."

While laughing, someone had lit the incense stick in front of the statue.

"Boom!"

The incense burned for a moment, and a thunderclap suddenly exploded from the rain.

Several people who were already nervous suddenly became excited.

Fortunately, the boss who went out hurried back at this time, carrying a few skinned hares in his hands, and beckoned: "Hurry up and fill your stomach, and when the rain stops, we will hurry up and leave, Lord Yuwen is still waiting for us to reply!" ”

Only then did they take their minds off the idol and light a fire on the spot and bake their clothes.

"Big brother, then Yang Gong's treasure house says that whoever finds it can dominate the world, is there really such a god?"

"Yes, I've heard that, too."

"Today's saints are mediocre, so that the world is in chaos, the people are not living, and all walks of life are rising together, and in my opinion, the Lord Yuwen is not at ease......"

"Be careful!"

A few people, you said a word, and when it came to key places, the boss stopped him and scolded him.

Seeing a few brothers laughing and shrinking back, the boss, who looked dignified, said meaningfully: "What do you know? In addition to the rich gold and silver treasures in the Yang Gong's treasure house, there are also weapons and armor that Yang Su has hoarded for many years in the past, but the most important thing is that it is rumored that the 'Demon Gate Relic' is among them. ”

"Demon Gate Relic?"

Several people lost their voices.

The origin of this thing is mysterious, it is said to be the treasure of the Demon Gate, and its memory has the essence of the Demon Emperors of the past dynasties.

However, many years ago, the whereabouts of this thing were unknown, and now that it has reappeared, it is bound to set off a bloody storm.

The third couldn't help but ask: "Big brother, how could the treasure of the Demon Gate be in Yang Su's treasure house?" ”

The boss said in a deep voice: "Gaina Yang Su is originally a person from the Demon Gate. However, the 'Evil Emperor Relic' is rumored to be a gift from heaven and passed on to the disciples of the Demon Gate, causing a lot of disputes; Later, the Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian was born out of thin air and dominated the Demon Gate, so that the dispute between the Demon Gate was quelled, but in the end his whereabouts were unknown. ”

"No wonder."

Everyone was stunned.

This is the end of the chat.

Several people had already had empty stomachs, and they couldn't help swallowing saliva when they smelled the smell of meat wafting from the fire.

But seeing that the hour was approaching noon, the eyes of the brothers became strange for some reason.

Their eyes were straight, their faces were pale, and they all stared at the idol, or the incense, to be precise, without blinking.

But when the incense was lit, wisps of smoke floated straight up from the incense head, like a thin white thread, condensed but not dispersed, and it actually sank into the nostrils of the idol.

Such a scene frightened a few people who were still talking about gods and ghosts and offended the idols.

The third child's face was as white as paper, and he had already clenched the knife in his hand, his teeth bumped, and he hissed: "This idol shouldn't have come to life, right?" ”

The boss is a lean and thin man, with two knives hanging from his waist, dressed in a gray power suit, with a layer of blue and black stubble that has just emerged on his tight cheeks, and his eyes hide a fierce light.

Seeing that the statue was strange, he glanced at some of his brothers.

The others were aware of it and immediately surrounded the idol in it.

The third child couldn't help it first, and with a raise, he had already slashed down the head of the statue of God, and roared angrily: "Where is sacred? Get your name in! ”

"Boom!"

As soon as the knife edge fell, unexpectedly there was no cracking of the Buddha's head, no blood splashing, but a deafening thunder under the blade.

The slashing knife was blown up in the air, the roof tiles shook, the sleeves of the old three arms were tattered, and they didn't snort, and the person had tilted his head and flew out of the old temple.

"The third child!"

Several people were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly retreated, staring at the idol as if they were facing a great enemy.

As the incense burned out, the last wisp of cigarette sank into the mouth and nose of the idol, and an indescribable invisible qi quietly permeated the heavens and the earth.

And where the third child took the knife, he saw cracks emerge like cracks on the surface of the ice, sweeping through the whole body of the idol.

"Hmm!"

As they watched in horror, a long, long groan came from the idol's mouth, like the first awakening from a great dream.

Rao is brothers have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, but they are still inevitably afraid, and said astringently: "You...... Are you a human or a ghost? ”

But the more terrifying is still behind, with the movement of the statue, the light and shadow outside the temple change, a moment ago there was a heavy rain, the sky and the earth were obscure, and in a blink of an eye, the sun was shining.

A pear tree in front of the temple bloomed and bore fruit at an unimaginable rate, and then the fruit fell to the ground and rotted, the flowers withered and the tree withered, and then the previous vision was repeated, and the cycle repeated.

The sky is sometimes sunny and rainy, sometimes cloudless, sometimes stormy, or snowy and frosty.

However, in just a few breaths, several people have seen the scenery of the four seasons, the grass and trees are withered, and all the souls are rising.

Such a strange thing, they usually don't talk about it, they have never heard of it.

"Click......"

It was only with the sound of a strange sound that those cracked cracks saw countless fine lines spread, and finally scattered into ashes.

Several people's pupils shrank sharply, and they knelt down with "puff", kowtowing like pounding garlic, like seeing gods and Buddhas.

Beneath the scattered stone shells of Gain stood a living person. It was a young man, with a green robe and wide sleeves, long hair and a shawl, and a pair of low-hanging eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be godless and empty, but in fact they were vast and endless, like a starry sky, full of vicissitudes of time.

"The gods spare their lives, the little ones have no intention of offending."

Only the boss slowly pulled out his double knives, kicked at a few brothers who worshipped the statue angrily, and then said with gloomy eyes: "Open your dog's eyes and take a closer look, this is a person, what kind of immortal." ”

He raised his long knife, pointed obliquely at the tip of the knife, and said, "Where did Your Excellency come from?" ”

But no one answered him.

"Fool yourself and find death!"

The boss laughed angrily, and dragged out a circle of cold rays with both knives, slashing wildly all over the mysterious young man's body.

The frenzied fast knife was almost impossible to chase with the naked eye, and the sword qi swept away, all of which were inflicted on the young man's body.

But under the rapid knife momentum, there was a series of gold-like bumps.

The young man stood still, and the boss kept wandering around the young man to get down the knife, turning over the knife light, and attacking the dead holes around him.

But still the same result.

only used his own sword technique all over again, but he couldn't leave a trace on the young man's body and bring out a bloody wound.

The rest of the people were all dumbfounded, and finally they simply took their hearts and raised their knives one after another, surrounding the mysterious person in the statue and making one move after another.

This lasted for more than half an hour, and the few people who were still alive before were already tired and out of breath, but what made them creepy was that this mysterious person was still unmoved and unscathed.

Hell alive.

Several people were cold.

Just when they were exhausted and had no choice but to stop, the mysterious man's stiff body finally changed, and his empty eyes gradually returned to their senses, like starlight gathering, turning into two points of dazzling brilliance.

Then his body shook slightly, the dust was scattered, and he slowly raised his eyes.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds outside the temple surged, and the clouds and mist in the mountains presented all kinds of strange phenomena and wonders, which were extraordinary and extraordinary.

Chen Zhuo gently dusted off the dust on his clothes, and asked with a warm smile at the few men in front of him who were blinded and exhausted: "Dare to ask what year and month is it now, which dynasty and which generation?" ”

The boss swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face turned from white to blue, and subconsciously replied: "Now it is the Great Sui, and the emperor's surname is Yang Mingguang." ”

After saying that, he himself was stunned.

He didn't want to respond, but when he heard the right words, the ghost made him speak, as if every word and deed of the mysterious person in front of him had a kind of soul-seducing magic.

"Yang Guang? Another two hundred years. ”

The young man shook his arms and shook his sleeves, and slowly walked off the platform, and the qi outside his body was obscure, and he passed where, but when he saw that the dead wood behind him was still spring, flowers were born out of thin air, and the people who saw it were shocked.

Outside the temple, the sky was dark, and the wind and rain were raging.

The young man stood in front of the temple gate, looking at the wind and rain through the eaves, his green robe fluttering, and his hair flying.

Now all the injuries in his body have recovered, and after more than 100 years of precipitation, his qi has gradually melted into the heavens and the earth, resting with the mountains and rivers, like wind and rain in the same vein, and no one is invincible in the whole world.

Even those who shatter the void, if they can't reach the peak, they are just weak in front of him.

The rain curtain fell, and the handwriting reappeared.

[Carrier: Chen Zhuo]

【World: Datang Double Dragon】

[Fate: Greedy Wolf Enters the Life]

[Luck: First Grade]

[Life: Half-step Destiny]

[Talent: Gathering] (Note: Greedy wolf devours the sky, devours the enemy and gathers transportation.) ）

Tips: Life changes with luck, and luck follows people. (Note: The momentum of the master has been achieved, and in the future, if the mountain is opened, the martial arts will be passed on, and the luck of the disciples can be gathered, and the luck of the sect can be gathered; If you establish a dynasty and dominate the world, you can get great luck; Transported to the extreme, you can go to other worlds, or you can return to the world you have experienced in the past. ）

……

Chen Zhuo now looked at this fate and luck, and couldn't help but show a strange light, pondered for a moment, and suddenly raised his finger to the virtual point, and pointed to the belly with a volley.

Then I saw that the handwriting in front of me was vaguely within reach.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency?"

The brothers in the temple were already pale, looking at Chen Zhuo trembling.

Chen Zhuo did not answer them, but raised his hand and took the stone book that several people had hidden into his hand.

"The Recipe for Longevity!"

Although the boss was jealous, he still couldn't help but warn: "I advise Your Excellency not to make mistakes, this thing is personally named by the current emperor, and Yu Wenhua and your lord preside over this matter." ”

"Don't worry, I'll send it to Yang Guang myself."

Chen Zhuo looked at the miraculous skills that people in the world dreamed of, and suddenly waved his sleeves, and the rain in front of him instantly split from it like waves to both sides, all flowing backwards, and the scene was terrifying to the extreme.

Watching Chen Zhuo walk out of the ancient temple and into the rain, several people went from wooden to dazed, and finally changed color in shock, and shouted in shock: "Ah, haven't we seen a ghost?" ”

Not long after Chen Zhuo left, a big man in the mountains strode over.

"I am Yangzhou Shilong, hand over the 'longevity formula', Rao Er will not die!"

(End of chapter)