Because he is Chen Youren's disciple, a generation higher than them, and he doesn't know whether to call him senior brother or nephew.
"Little... Master... Uncle, I obey!" The disciple also replied according to his seniority, creating a strange atmosphere.
"You can just call me from now on!" Zhou Xing said sincerely.
"No, I don't dare." The disciple said.
"Okay Xiaohao, just call him that first!" Chen Youren said from the side.
"As you command!"
After Xiao Hao left, Zhou Xing no longer cared about his image, so he wolfed down the food. He was so hungry that he had to cut fifty bamboos in a while! It’s really life-threatening. I don’t care, I’ll finish eating first.
When Zhou Xing was eating, he also asked about Xiao Hao. Xiao Hao was an orphan. Chen Youren saw that he was pitiful, so he took him back to Lishan. Xiao Hao also had some foundation in martial arts, so Chen Youren took him Become a disciple of Baihuatang. And he also took care of Chen Youren's daily life for sixteen years.
Zhou Xing lives an almost inhuman life. He has to get up before dawn every day to cut bamboos. He has made great achievements in a month, from five bamboos a day at the beginning to fifteen bamboos a day now.
Moreover, Madman Wu didn't hand him anything. He just asked him to go to the back mountain to chop bamboos day and night, saying that if he could chop fifty bamboos a day, he would start handing him his strongest marksmanship.
However, Zhou Xing didn't think so. He felt that the martial arts maniac was just playing with him, but then he thought about it, he was still doing it for his own good. Over the past month, his physical strength has indeed become much stronger, and now it can almost match that of the early stage of the ninth level of physical training. .
And he couldn't see Madman Wu every other day, and he didn't know where he was going. Besides chopping bamboo, he was still chopping bamboo. Every day, Xiao Hao would bring him meals on time. Gradually, he and Xiao Hao got to know each other well, and they would talk to Xiao Hao every time they ate.
Zhou Xing spent the day chopping bamboo as usual, then fell asleep in his room after eating. Faced with such a strong spiritual energy, he had no choice but to sleep more peacefully than in other places.
Just as he was sleeping, his chest suddenly felt a surge of gold, and the whole room was filled with the gold that appeared for no apparent reason. I saw the gun-shaped pendant around his neck rising slowly in the gold. The nine golden dragons on the gun seemed to come alive, entwining and swimming around each other, lifelike.
At this time, Zhou Xing was awakened from his dream. When he saw such a scene, he was also shocked. He was very familiar with this pendant. It was the only thing his father and mother had given him. It had been hanging around his neck for thirteen years, and nothing like this had ever happened before!
Just as he was surprised, the Nine-Dragon Golden Gun turned faster and faster, and the surrounding spiritual energy went towards it. A vortex of spiritual energy that could be seen with the naked eye appeared on the golden gun. The Nine Dragons Golden Gun was absorbing the rich spiritual energy, which was beyond Zhou Xing's expectation.
"Oh my god, it's absorbing spiritual energy!" Zhou Xing exclaimed.
Don't mention Zhou Xing's shock. The spiritual energy he couldn't absorb was absorbed by this pendant, and it absorbed so much, it was so incredible.
In Zhou Xing's surprised eyes, the Nine Dragons Golden Gun slowly stopped.
"hold head high!"
Along with a dragon roar, the Nine-Dragon Golden Gun suddenly emitted a strong golden energy, covering Zhou Xing's body. A huge force pulled him and he fainted.
Many people heard the dragon roar, but they just thought they heard it wrong in their dreams. But the elders of Lishan were shocked. Indeed, they were very sure that Long Yin was right. They were in Madman Valley. They knew what was there, and they couldn't sit still.
When Zhou Xing woke up again, he found himself in a splendid space. There was a child in the distance looking at him with a smile.
I saw that the child was covered in a black gown with nine golden dragons embroidered on it, but he seemed to be swimming on it as if he were alive, just like the nine golden dragons on the Nine Dragons Golden Gun. Is there any relationship between the two?
The child was only four or five years old, with a very rosy face and a chubby face. His hair was actually golden, and there were two protrusions on the top of his head, like antlers.
"Little brother, where is this? Why am I here?" Zhou Xing asked curiously.
"You are the little brother! I am Long Ling, of course you can call me Jiulong Tianzun!" the child said with disdain on his face.
"Dragon spirit?"
"Yes, I am the dragon spirit. To put it bluntly, I am the weapon spirit of this Nine Dragons Golden Spear! I don't know how many thousands of years I have lived. Do you think I look like a little brother?"
"You said you are a weapon spirit? Is this pendant of mine a weapon?" Zhou Xing said with a different face.
"Otherwise, well, I'm really unlucky to meet such a weirdo like you, but who will let you be your master!" Long Ling said.
But Zhou Xing was still listening to Long Ling's words blankly like a fool listening to a book from heaven. He seemed to be a little disbelieving and thought he was dreaming!
"Okay, listen carefully, I am Dragon Spirit, the weapon spirit of this spear. The name of this spear is Jiulong. It is transformed from the divine body of the first golden holy dragon when the world was first formed. There are nine powers, and your mission is to understand these nine powers, get rid of the shackles of heaven and earth, and control your own destiny."
"Kowloon is a weapon that transcends all. It is a divine weapon. It has a total of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine kilograms. It is not easy for you to master it. Only if you master these nine powers can you use it. When you really grow up, To that point, it can be said that it has the power to destroy the world. But now you can only think about it!"
"I have been sleeping for a long time, so waking up requires a certain amount of energy. If I hadn't absorbed most of the power when you entered your body last time, you would have died. This time, the aura of this little tree is still there. You can revive me, but I haven't recovered even one ten thousandth of my strength, so I have to rely on you in the future."
"Holy shit!" Zhou Xing was really shocked.
"Although I am the body of a star, my meridians are blocked and I cannot absorb the power of the stars. Even ordinary spiritual energy cannot be absorbed. Moreover, I am still the only one with useless spiritual roots. All good and bad things have happened to me. Why am I so unlucky? Do you think I can do it on my own?"
"This is nothing. With my great dragon spirit here, what do you have to worry about? I will solve your meridians problem for you, as long as you have the essence and blood of a powerful monster! There seems to be a big guy here, your What good luck!" Long Ling said contemptuously.
"Really? What kind of monster is it? Where is it?" Zhou Xing asked excitedly.
"Okay, someone is coming, you go out first, we will talk later!"
A golden line swept across, and Zhou Xing suddenly appeared in his room. He completely believed Long Ling's words. He was so powerful, and he was his master. It seemed that there was hope to change the blocked meridians.
Just when he was imagining, someone came in. It was Madman Wu and the seven guys. They all seemed a little panicked as if there was something important.
"Okay, did you hear anything just now?" Chen Youren asked.
"Master, I seem to have heard the roar of a dragon. It seems to be in our Madman Valley. I was also awakened. Master, do we have a dragon here?" Zhou Xing knew that the dragon roar just now must have been caused by the dragon spirit, so he hurriedly He explained randomly.
"Unexpectedly, he is not dead yet!" Madman Wu said, and the others also looked solemn.
"Master, who are you talking about?" Zhou Xing was also a little surprised.
"It's nothing, don't ask around, don't go out and talk about what happened today!" Chen Youren said strangely.
"I understand, master."
After Chen Youren and the elders left, Long Ling pulled Zhou Xing down to the Kowloon Dimension.
"Long Ling, did you hear what my master said just now? Why is it so strange?" Zhou Xing asked Long Ling.
"Actually, I felt the breath of the dragon clan here as soon as I woke up. Judging from the behavior of your master and the others just now, it should be unmistakable. Your opportunity has come!" Long Ling said with a smile.
"What opportunity?" Zhou Xing was confused.
"Just ask the tree, he should be awake too! In the future, you only need to use your mind to communicate with me. All you need to do is think about it. I will take Jiulong into your Dantian now!" Long Ling released Zhou Xing. come out.
Then he saw that Jiulong had completely disappeared, but he saw a golden mini-gun in his Dantian, which was the Nine-Dragon Divine Spear.
"Long Ling, did you hear that?" Zhou Xing tried to communicate with Long Ling with his mind.
"I heard it, now ask this little tree!"
"What should I ask?" Zhou Xing really didn't know what to ask the tree, how could the tree talk?
"Use your mind, idiot!" Long Ling said.
"Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots, do you hear me?" Zhou Xing said, touching the tree.
"I heard it. It seems that you are my destined person. From now on, you can call me Qingmu. That's what my master called me before!"
"Qingmu, is there a powerful monster here?" Zhou Xing was not surprised to know that this big tree had communicated with Madman Wu.
"Yes, he is the most powerful monster in this continent, but the master was unable to kill him back then, so he had to set up a killing array to destroy him. After so many years, he must be dead too!" Aoki explained.
"What kind of monster is it?"
"It's a black dragon!"
Through Aoki's explanation, Zhou Xingcai roughly understood. It turns out that a young man came from nowhere thousands of years ago. He was a very calm young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old. This had never happened before. No one had seen the boy, and no one knew where he came from. As soon as he appeared, he came to various martial arts sects to challenge the geniuses of the younger generation.
He was in the largest sect in the Tianxing Dynasty. That is to say, Li Shan set up an arena and welcomed talented disciples from various sects to challenge.
His behavior undoubtedly slapped the faces of all the sects. If they didn't teach him a lesson, how could the various sects stand on this land. At first, the people in Lishan just thought he was a clown who didn't know where he came from, and didn't take him seriously at all, considering how powerful he was for a boy who was only seventeen or eighteen years old.
So at the beginning, I just wanted to teach him a lesson, so I sent a core disciple from Lishan. He was about the same age as him, but his cultivation level was at the fourth level of Qi Condensation Realm. He was a pretty good disciple. But facing the young man in black, he was defeated without even a single move. He didn't even force out his weapons. The man in black just relied on one fist to directly hit the long sword that was thrust at him. As a result, the sword broke and the man vomited blood and flew backwards.
The behavior of the young man in black was completely beyond Lishanren's expectations. Even the fists that could clash with sharp swords were astonishing. That long sword is the sword of Lishan disciples. It is made of the best hundred-melted steel. It is extremely sharp. Although it is not a treasure, it is infinitely close to it. What a strong fist that is!
They all thought that this was definitely the disciple of some hidden master. Make everyone take it seriously. Li Shan's core disciples came out, but they were all defeated.
So the news spread that the disciple of a certain hidden master was named "Leng". When others asked him his name, he only said this one word, and this was his name. Li Shan, the largest faction in the Tianxing Dynasty, set up a challenge stage to welcome the young heroes from all over the world.
This competition has completely set off a frenzy, and even many sects from the other two dynasties have come. For example, Chaoyang Sect of Rizhao Dynasty and Huanyue Valley of Yeyue Dynasty, various monks and princes and princesses also came to watch the competition. They were all eager to try and become famous in one fell swoop.
All the sects have discussed and come to a conclusion, that is, the sect competition that is held every ten years will be held three years in advance. The location is in Lishan, and a martial arts stage was set up for this grand event.
All sects have sent out elite disciples, including close disciples of major elders, all looking forward to a good ranking. The sect competition is in full swing, and young casual cultivators are welcome to join.
But everyone who faced Leng was defeated. Leng Zhong never used weapons from beginning to end, he just relied on his fists and confusing body skills. It is certain that Leng will be the number one in this competition.
It was at this time that Aoki's master appeared.
"Can I try?" After the last competition, a very nice voice came from the audience, and everyone was looking for the source of the voice.
I saw a man slowly walking up from the stage. The moment the man appeared, his "cold" eyes never left his body. His intuition told him that this was a troublesome opponent.
"Who is he?" Everyone asked in confusion.
"He must be the disciple of some powerful man, and he is definitely a monster!"
"Yes, looking at his calm expression, it seems that he is even better than Leng. It looks like it will be another exciting battle!"
"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to it!"
No one here has ever seen this man before. He is cold and no one knows where he comes from. Dressed in Tsing Yi, his delicate face makes people feel amiable, but at the same time repulsive, as if he is an immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
"I know your details. You have your mission, which is about your family. Do you believe me?"
"Fight first and then talk!" Just like his name, he is a very cold person who doesn't talk much.
"You are no match for me." The man in green looked at him with a smile.
"Ang." A sword chanted, "The name of the sword is Black Iron." Leng took out a long sword that was completely black and took it directly at the man in green.
"Treasure, this is definitely a treasure, even an earth-level treasure. Looking at those black deeds, it is touching. It is a treasure that makes people feel cold in their souls!" The old man in the stands thought that he was staring at the weapon. Black Sword said excitedly.
(End of chapter)
