The five levels of artistic conception of the Divine Weapon Way are: Zhan Feng, Zhong Yue, Clear Heart, Hidden Weapon, and Ten Thousand Gods Realm.
If you want to improve, it can be said that luck and talent are indispensable.
Many warriors may not be able to reach the state of triple-minded enlightenment in their entire lives. This is a hurdle!
Logically speaking, Senior Sword Maniac said that his second brother can spy on the realm of hidden weapons, which has proved his talent in the way of swordsmanship.
But Qin Feng felt that this was not enough.
Now that I have practiced swordsmanship, I naturally want to pursue the highest artistic conception of the sword - the realm of the gods!
"However, what I practice is Wen Sheng Taoism. Even if I can help my second brother to a certain extent, it is still very limited.
If you want your second brother to be more diligent in his practice, he still has to rely on a master who also practices swordsmanship. "
As for the choice of this master... Qin Feng glanced at Lord General and felt that the answer was far away and right in front of him.
But how could such a big boss become someone's master so easily?
So, he probed: "Senior Zhen, I wonder if you have any plans to recruit disciples?"
As soon as these words came out, the second brother and Hei Tantou both looked at him in surprise. How could they not hear the implication of these words?
Zhentian raised his eyebrows but did not reply. Qin Feng added: "Your attainments in the art of swordsmanship have reached the pinnacle, haven't you ever thought about passing on your legacy?
You must know that the reason why the current situation of Daqian demons running rampant has never been improved is because the strongest combat power in the country is still too small.
The reason is still a matter of inheritance! "
"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, the waves wash away the heroes, and the success or failure of right and wrong turns to nothing!
Even though your sword technique can suppress the demons and monsters in this life, but let me put it bluntly, what about a hundred years from now or a thousand years from now?
You turned into withered bones, how can you still protect this side's safety?
Therefore, you need a talented person to take over the mantle, and then carry forward the way of the sword so that all ghosts in the world will tremble the moment they see the light of the sword and dare not make mistakes! "
The eldest brother (uncle-in-law) is really eloquent... The second brother and Hei Tantou looked at each other and had the same idea.
Especially the poem about the rolling water of the Yangtze River flowing eastward actually made them see the passage of time and the desolation of the hero in his old age.
In this era, the idea that inheritance really needs to be passed on comes into being!
Zhentian narrowed his eyes once or twice, recalling the poem in his mind, half-smiling but not smiling: "Then who do you think is suitable to be my apprentice?"
Boss, aren't you asking questions knowingly? I made it so obvious...
Qin Feng's face turned red and he said seriously: "I think my second brother is pretty good. At only eighteen years old, he has already entered the sixth level of Shenwu.
Moreover, you have also seen his talent in the way of the sword. With your guidance, it will not be difficult to realize the fifth level of sword intention and the ten thousand gods realm in the future. "
As soon as these words came out, the second brother and Hei Tantou both cast expectant glances at Zhen Tianyi.
Being able to become a disciple of the Twelve Divine Generals will naturally have an immeasurable future!
However, Zhen Tianyi shook his head: "I recognize his talent, but I'm sorry, I like an unrestrained life. If I accept a disciple, I will inevitably have concerns.
But you don’t have to be too depressed. I also know a few people in the Demon Slaying Division, and I can also guide your second brother’s practice. "
If I haven't met you, I can just find another knife master in the future, but after meeting you, how can others take notice of you?
And your unrestrained and careless temperament reminds me of that big white-legged sister in a green skirt. I always feel a little pitiful about her...
Qin Feng's mind was spinning, wondering how to get this god general to change his mind.
But Zhen Tianyi obviously didn't intend to continue talking about this topic. After mentioning his second brother a few words, he planned to leave.
The moment the Lord Divine General turned around, Qin Feng suddenly noticed the wine gourd hanging on the handle of the other's silver-white long sword, and he immediately took it into his mind!
He took out some unmixed Immortal Drunk from the Sumeru Ring, then patted his second brother on the shoulder and comforted him: "Second brother, you don't have to be so sad. There will be a time in life, but there is no time in life. Don't force it.
The reason why the God General doesn't want to accept you as his disciple is because the fate between you two has not come.
Come, have a drink and relieve your worries! "
The second brother was confused when he heard this. Although the Lord Divine General refused to accept him as his disciple, which made him a little frustrated, this was also what he expected.
After all, what level of characters are the Twelve God Generals?
The geniuses I have seen are like crucian carp crossing the river!
It's normal to have a higher vision and have a unique personality.
The eldest brother must have misunderstood, thinking that I was in a bad mood, and wanted to buy me a drink to comfort me. The eldest brother was so kind to me... The second brother was moved and wanted to reach out and take the wine, accepting the kindness of the eldest brother.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his hand halfway, he saw his eldest brother's hand loosening the wine jar.
But after all, the second brother practiced Shenwu Taoism, not to mention that he had reached the sixth level, and his reaction speed was not bad.
The wine jar was still a foot away from the ground, so he held the wine jar firmly with one palm.
The second brother breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Brother, you are too young..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng's fingertips gathered together and stabbed the wine jar fiercely.
Just listen to a click!
The wine jar shattered, the wine spilled all over the floor, and the rich aroma of wine spread, intoxicating the heart and mind.
The second brother looked at Qin Feng blankly.
The Heitan leader on the side was stunned.
"Ah, second brother, why are you so careless?
I've said it before, you have just entered the sixth level of power concentration, and you have unstable control over the strength in your hands. You should be more careful when picking up things.
This Immortal Drunk is not an ordinary drink. It is rare in quantity and has a price but no market!
Even if only I have it, you can't waste it like this! "
Fortunately, my reaction was not slow, and I was almost ruined by my second brother... Qin Feng thought of this and looked slightly sideways at the other side.
As soon as Zhentian stopped, he was already captivated by the rich aroma of wine.
The famous sword madman has only two hobbies in his life: wielding the most powerful swords and drinking the strongest wine.
Along the way to the sword path, he had almost reached the top.
And this strongest wine... With his status, he has drunk countless fine wines. However, compared with the aroma of wine he smelled at this moment, those wines seemed completely inadequate.
In just a blink of an eye, Zhen Tianyi's figure disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already holding a knife and squatting in front of the wine spilled on the ground.
Smelling the intoxicating aroma of wine, he had a look of pain on his face.
"What is this wine called?"
"The immortal is drunk." Qin Feng replied.
"Only you have it?"
"Only I have."
Zhentian stood up, and after a moment of silence, he asked again: "Do you have any more?"
Qin Feng looked embarrassed when he heard this: "There are indeed some..."
"Set a condition, but don't even think about becoming a disciple." As Zhen Tianyi, how could he not see Qin Feng's little thoughts?
And Qin Feng naturally understood that it was definitely unrealistic for his second brother to worship a god as his master with just a jar of wine.
However, all he wanted was an initial breakthrough!
Qin Feng let out a breath, cupped his fists and bowed: "I beg the Lord General to guide my second brother in the practice of swordsmanship before leaving Jinyang City. It does not need to be a master-student ritual, but a senior's guidance to the younger ones."
When the second brother and Heitan Tou saw him, they also cupped their fists and bowed in salute.
Zhentian glanced at the three of them and fell into deep thought.
Just when Qin Feng was extremely nervous, he just heard "Bring me the wine!"
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart finally fell.
"Master God, please use it."
