As soon as Dian Wei left the weapon world with Qin Ge on his back, he felt that he had entered a space, the world was spinning, and a moment later he appeared on the top of a mountain. Hu Zhao was sitting on a rock, sipping tea leisurely.
Seeing Hu Zhao, Dian Wei breathed a sigh of relief. Hu Zhao looked at the god-slaying battle ax in Dian Wei's hand and twitched his lips: "There are still three nails in the broken ship. This Qin Ge is really willing to give away the weapon of his ancestors." You! But this pair of battle axes is quite suitable for you!"
Dian Wei put Qin Ge down and suddenly knelt down to Hu Zhaoyi and said, "Sir, please teach me martial arts!"
Hu Zhao squinted his eyes and took a sip of tea: "Dian Wei! I didn't expect that you finally got the idea! That day in Mang Mountain, you tore apart the Demon Bear with your hands. I happened to pass by and noticed that you had inherited the Xingtian War Spirit in your body, so I unsealed it for you. War spirit, I didn’t expect that you are arrogant by nature. I wanted to teach you martial arts back then, but you, a fool who didn’t know my magic, actually humiliated me. I didn’t expect that such a chaotic thing like you could actually enlighten me, Boxi. It really surprised me!”
Dian Wei was horrified, and saw a mist rising from Hu Zhao's body, and an old man with white beard and white hair and a childlike face appeared vaguely. He was the master who taught Dian Wei when he was young. Dian Wei was surprised and said: "It turns out that he is the teacher." Respect!"
Hu Zhao shook his hand and said: "Back then, I saw that you had great aptitude, and I wanted to accept you as a registered disciple, but it turned out that you were so stubborn and confused. But now that you are enlightened and can use the ax again, I have obtained the nine styles from ancient monuments. The devil's ax techniques include flying sand and stones, moving stars and fighting, shaking mountains and earth, turning rivers and seas upside down, patching up the sky and bathing in the sun, reversing yin and yang, rolling wind and remaining clouds, thunder shaking thousands of rivers, and creating heaven and earth. There are nine styles in total. You are now practicing Qin's unicorn shape. You have embarked on the path of body refining, which is consistent with the ancient demon god's cultivation method. This set of ax techniques is just passed on to you, and now you can be considered my registered disciple!"
Dian Wei kowtowed to Hu Zhao and said, "Thank you so much, Master! But it's my lord!"
Hu Zhao looked at Qin Ge and said with a smile: "Don't worry about this. He has gained huge benefits from this trip. Now he is integrating with the thing. By then he will have the dragon bone and be qualified to become a dragon! Let me teach you first Use the ax technique!" After saying this, Hu Zhao made a seal with both hands, and a seal was printed directly on Dian Wei's eyebrows. Dian Wei entered an illusory space and saw a demon holding a battle ax and chopping. He was really performing the demon ax technique!
Dian Wei watched each move in ecstasy. Each move of the Demon God was gradually imprinted in his mind. The Demon God's figure became fainter and fainter, and finally disappeared from sight.
Dian Wei woke up from the illusion. Hu Zhao looked at him and asked, "How did you learn the moves?"
Dian Wei picked up the God-Slaying Battle Ax and began to make gestures, performing one move after another. As he became more and more proficient in practice, half an hour later, Dian Wei could accurately perform the nine moves of the Demon God.
Hu Zhao nodded and said: "Yes! You are simple and stubborn, and you are a good young man in martial arts. Okay! I will teach you actual combat now and master this ax technique completely!" Hu Zhao muttered something in his mouth and shouted: "Jiu!" and slapped him with a palm. On the ground, I saw the ground shaking violently under my feet. A thousand meters away, a mountain twisted and transformed into a 100-meter-high rock giant!
Hu Zhao pointed at the giant and said: "He has divine power, why don't you practice the nine moves of the devil instead!" Dian Wei did not hesitate and rushed forward with his battle ax. In ancient times, the Chinese Dragon Veins had not been monopolized by certain families or forces, and the whole world was full of spiritual energy. Therefore, the ancient demon gods generally practiced the body refining method, because the body refining method can be practiced as long as there is sufficient spiritual energy. Therefore, this set of ax techniques is extremely strong and powerful, completely defeating the enemy with force! The mountain stone giant summoned by Hu Zhao was extremely powerful, and Dian Wei started to fight head-on with his battle axe.
Seeing Dian Wei's selfless practice, Hu Zhao gently shook his feather fan and looked at the unconscious Qin Ge with a smile: "It seems that this kid is gradually starting to look like a hero!"
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On the snowy peak of Changbai Mountain, heavy snow was falling. The old man with a thunder gun stepped onto the top of the mountain with a sun soaking gun on his back. The wild beast and Xia Houlan followed behind. On the top of the mountain, an old man wearing a pure white armor and a warrior robe was sitting cross-legged. The wind and snow are raging on the top of the mountain. This old man is Tong Yuan, the spear prodigy.
"What a fierce gun, even the clouds, mist, ice and snow of Changbai Mountain can't hide its edge!" Tong Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, stood up from the ground, raised his hand and grabbed it in the air. Before the old man with the thunder gun could react, the gun behind him The sun-soaking gun broke through the gun bag and burst out with a bloody light that penetrated the sky and the earth. In the blood light, a bloody giant roc spread its wings and soared, directly breaking through the cumulus clouds in the sky!
The sun showed its brilliance in the sky, and the heavy snow stopped falling. Tong Yuan roared: "What a gun!" After saying that, he shook his hand, and the bloody giant roc returned to the sun-soaking gun. The sun-soaking gun put away its edge and flew into Tong Yuan's hand. Tong Yuan had just held the sun-soaking gun in his hand and was about to touch it. As a gun god, his favorite thing in his life was the famous gun. Suddenly, the sun-soaking gun began to tremble violently. Tong Yuan's hand did not tighten, and the sun-soaking gun flew away from his hand. Come out and insert it into the ground about a foot away in front of you.
"What a powerful gun! You are the first one to make me, Tong Yuan, lose my gun!" Tong Yuanru saw something very interesting and circled around the sun-dipping gun. The skin and flesh on the old man with the thunder gun began to fall off, revealing a handsome young man in white robe, it was not Zhao Yun or someone else.
Zhao Yun cupped his fists and said, "Master..."
Tong Yuan raised his hand to stop him, touched his chin and smiled: "Don't rush to tell me, let me guess! This gun is full of the resentment of the aliens, and it is so evil! There are only two in the world! One is the champion of the year. Huo Qubing's Ponu Spear is a sun-immersed spear owned by Li Mu, the Blood Peng of the State of Zhao in the Age of Great Conflict. From the vision of heaven and earth caused by the spirit of the spear just now, it is self-explanatory! This spear was banned by Qin Shihuang back then, and it seems that you can obtain it. It's God's will! It's a sign that the age of great strife is coming!" Tong Yuan's tone was very strange, filled with sadness, excitement, and an inexplicable fear.
Zhao Yun watched Tong Yuan staring at the sun soaking gun in a daze, knelt down and clasped his fists and said: "Zilong has disgraced his mission. Master asked me to retrieve the Yajiao Spear passed down by Tianmen's ancestors, but my disciple was incompetent. He took out such a magic weapon and almost got it taken away by him." Your mind is a disgrace to the master! Please punish me, master!"
Tong Yuan came to his senses, looked back at Zhao Yun and shook his head: "Pedantic! No wonder the sun-dipping gun is screaming!"
Tong Yuan looked at Zhao Yun, who was a little confused, and sighed: "Zilong! Your qualifications far exceed those of your two senior brothers, but your character is far from your senior brothers! You are born in a world of great strife. Your luck is also your sorrow! You have the power of a silver dragon to fly into the sky, but you are trapped in a cocoon and cannot become a great weapon! Now that you have obtained this gun, my teacher thought you had broken through the mental barrier, but I didn't expect you to be so pedantic! In the age of great struggle! Why? For a big fight? That's plundering and killing, and the difference between good and evil lies in the judgment of the heart, not in the demon sage of the gun. If you don't understand this, your life will be like this!" Tong Yuan saw The disciple, who was lying on the ground and listening to his scolding with trepidation, let out a long sigh.
Tong Yuan looked back at the sun-soaking gun on the ground, his eyes suddenly flashed and murmured: "Heroes make times, times make heroes. I asked Zilong to get the Yajiao gun, but he took back the sun-soaking gun. This It’s just variables, the world is unpredictable, the so-called gun understands human nature, Zilong’s character has changed, and the future development is immeasurable!”
Tong Yuan suddenly waved his hand and clapped the sun-soaking gun with one palm. The sun-soaking gun shot towards Zhao Yun like electricity. Zhao Yun quickly caught the sun-soaking gun with both hands and looked at his master in surprise. Tong Yuan said: "Zilong! I am going to teach you everything I have learned in my life. From now on, you can retreat with me! I will help you control this gun!"
Zhao Yun looked at the sun-immersed gun at a loss and said: "Master, this is a magic gun. When the disciple uses this gun, he will be affected by the murderous intention. I am afraid that practicing martial arts with this gun may lead to the devil!"
Tong Yuan looked down at Zhao Yun and said: "Back then, Li Mu swept away the Huns, and the sky was red with blood. The champions were granted the title of wolf, and corpses were floating thousands of miles away. Are they demons?"
Zhao Yun leaned over and said: "Both the two ancient saints and famous generals have made great achievements in helping the country and shining through the ages. However, their methods are too extermination. You must not know that many innocent foreigners and dead souls fell in the pool of blood!"
Tong Yuan didn't say anything more, but Yang Tian sighed and said: "Zilong, remember what you said today. Maybe not long after, when you see foreigners stepping into the Central Plains, you can think of what you said today. If you can still If you comment on the two sages with such certainty, then that will be the case for you in this life! This spear is ten times better than the Yajiao Spear. It already has spirituality and has the qualifications to become a saint. Now that he is born, whether he will be buried or not will be determined. It's all on you!"
Tong Yuan looked back at Xia Houlan and Kuangshou and said: "From today onwards, I will close the mountain gate. You two will follow what I have learned. That's it. Now is the time to go down the mountain to practice. You two can join the world!"
Kuangshou quickly knelt down with Xiahoulan and said, "Yes, Master!"
With a wave of his hand, Tong Yuan led Zhao Yun into thunder and disappeared on the mountain top. Looking at the god-like methods, the wild beast's eyes flashed with heat, because this was the pinnacle of the ascetic, and it was also the ultimate goal of the evolver to become a god.
Xia Houlan looked at the empty mountain top in a daze. He was different from Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun had superior qualifications, and Tong Yuan admired him unusually. From what he just meant, Tong Yuan was ready to teach all his skills to Zhao Yun. Carry on your own mantle. Although Xia Houlan's qualifications are considered outstanding among ordinary people, they are far behind Zhao Yun. Although he is a second-rate historical general, he seems to have reached his limit.
"Senior Brother Xiahou, where are you going?" Xiahoulan looked at the sky with confusion in his eyes.
The mad beast looked at Xia Houlan with a strange expression. Although Xia Houlan was not a top historical general, he was also a rare general, and he had a close personal relationship with Zhao Yun. If he could defeat Xia Houlan, he would also be able to defeat the simple-minded Zhao Yun. Everything will fall into place. The mad beast clasped his fists and said, "I have a foundation in Youzhou, how about joining the world with me, senior brother?"
Xia Houlan looked at the mad beast. This junior brother was usually very kind to him. He originally wanted to vote for the White Horse General Gongsun Zan, but the mad beast was so kind that he couldn't refuse, so he finally nodded.
On the Yingchuan Mountains, Hu Zhao was sipping tea leisurely. There was a chessboard in front of him, and he was playing chess alone. In the misty and steaming valley, Dian Wei is still fighting against the mountain stone giants. This mist is condensed by immortal magic. In the mist, fighting only causes pain, but no injuries. Moreover, he can continuously replenish his energy and continue fighting. .
At this time, a handsome young man walked up to the top of the mountain waving a folding fan. This person had a powdered face, was as handsome as a woman with thrush, and had a pair of watery peach blossom eyes. He looked like a playboy.
The young master walked up the steps, put away his fan and saluted Hu Zhao: "Greetings, senior brother!"
