Ji Zhuling's stiff face twitched, and she seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if she was amused by Han Zhao's performance.
"It's very simple. You just need to let Bai Wei follow you. As for what to do...as long as you don't kill her, you can do whatever you want." Ji Zhuling said pointedly.
"You can really do anything?" Han Zhao frowned slightly.
"As long as she doesn't encounter a fatal crisis, I won't take action." Ji Zhuling said calmly.
"In fact, Han Cheng is dead, but Bai Wei doesn't know it. It was arranged by the Ji family to let Bai Wei come out to find you this time."
"What? My eldest brother is dead?!" Han Zhao was shocked and asked quickly: "How did he die?"
"Your eldest brother died at the hands of a divine weapon, what happened? Do you still want to avenge him?" Ji Zhuling looked sarcastic, "I'm afraid you don't even know what a divine weapon is, right?"
"This magic weapon is..." Han Zhao followed her words.
"Just like the weapons of your warriors, the magic weapons are millions of times more powerful than conventional weapons, but the weapons are dead, while the magic weapons are alive!" Ji Zhuling's expression was a little fanatical.
"Alive?" Han Zhao's pupils tightened. He thought of the psychic Sword of the Past in the simulation. Doesn't this mean that the Sword of the Past can also become a magic weapon in the future?
"No matter how rich you are, how beautiful you are, how powerful you are, you will never be able to defeat time." Ji Zhuling was a little lost in thought, and ignored Han Zhao's question, and said to herself: "As long as you get the favor of the divine soldiers and become the 'army master', You can reach heaven in one step and gain hundreds of years of life! Is there anything more tempting in the world than this?"
"Hundreds of years of life?" Han Zhao looked surprised. This time he was not pretending.
But according to Ji Zhuling, you still have to be favored by the magic weapon.
Doesn’t that mean he’s kneeling down to beg for food?
If the Sword of Death had become conscious and he had to coax 'it' before it was willing to use its force, then Han Zhao would have melted it down immediately and rebuilt it!
Moreover, the life span is only a few hundred years. According to the current life-extending effect of the health regimen, as long as you add some crazy points, it may not be difficult to have a life span of several hundred years.
He would never kneel down anyway.
Unless it's on the bed.
"This soldier is..." Han Zhao continued to ask. Ji Zhuling obviously had a story, and he could extract information from her. This was much more detailed than the simulation.
Seeing Han Zhao looking like a country bumpkin, Ji Zhuling sneered.
However, in order to make him work hard to help, I still answered for him:
"Serve the Divine Weapon wholeheartedly, put all the needs of the Divine Weapon as your first priority, gain the recognition of the Divine Weapon, and be able to withstand the power of the Divine Weapon, then you can become the Master of the Divine Weapon."
"According to the realm of your warriors, the Weapon Master is equivalent to a Martial God in the magical realm! He is a figure standing in the clouds."
"Supernatural power realm, God of War!" Han Zhao finally figured out the realm behind refining viscera and condensing evil spirits.
From this point of view, it was the commander who killed him with a bronze ax in the last simulation.
The Yuan Soul Pearl is indeed a good treasure!
How did Han Lin get it?
Seeing Han Zhao lowering his head, Ji Zhuling thought that the impact on him was too great, and then said:
"A warrior who can reach the master level of Zang Refining is considered a master even in the city, and some small and medium-sized aristocratic families will treat him as a guest.
As for the realm of Ningsha Martial Saint, they have already stood at the top of the land of Yifu. They are all famous people in Yizhou. Most of the commanders of small and medium-sized aristocratic families are also at this level of strength. "
Han Zhao was startled: "The soldiers in charge are also divided into strong and weak? Is the gap so big?!"
"Of course! In the Wei Dynasty, only the military masters of the five major surnames and the ten giant families can compete with the magical power realm. How can those small and medium-sized families who master the fragments of magical weapons compare with our top ten magical weapon families."
Ji Zhuling's words contained a strong sense of superiority.
"Does that mean the magical realm is more powerful?" Han Zhao asked again.
"Each has its own advantages." Ji Zhuling's eyes were slightly unnatural.
"This is no longer the time when martial arts was at its peak. It has been a thousand years since the Great Qin Empire was carved up by the three families of Wei, Qi and Chu, and the Tiansheng Sect was destroyed!"
"The warrior is now just a vassal of the noble family."
'Each has its own advantages? I'm afraid not. Han Zhao's heart moved.
The more Ji Zhuling belittles martial arts, the more powerful it proves. It seems that both the Qin Empire and the Tiansheng Sect are quite powerful.
"Okay, having said all that, I just want to tell you that Bai Wei now has a chance to become a military commander, which is what all the children of aristocratic families dream of." Ji Zhuling changed the topic and returned to the topic.
"Such a big thing, I'm afraid I can do it alone..." Han Zhao tentatively said.
"You think too highly of yourself!" Ji Zhuling's face was expressionless.
"You don't need to test. If you weren't related by blood to Han Cheng, we wouldn't have found your head at all."
"The bloodline descendants of the Weapon Master can inherit part of the power of the Divine Weapon. The weakest ones are equivalent to the warrior's strength training level. And for ordinary warriors, the children of aristocratic families have almost immortality."
"I don't care what secrets you have, they are trivial to us and can only make people laugh if you tell them."
Ji Zhuling's words were very polite.
In her opinion, if Han Zhao hadn't been of some use and wanted him to do more, she wouldn't have bothered to say so much.
At Han Zhao's age, many of the children of the aristocratic families had already activated their bloodline power, and their strength was beyond what he could have imagined.
'If the family is really so awesome, don't grab the Yuanso Pearl when I take it out! Han Zhao secretly cursed in his heart.
It is now certain that Ji Zhuling deliberately sat back and watched Ji Baiwei being captured and raped by bandits during the simulation.
Later, when he was asked to choose between asking for money or rescuing people, Ji Baiwei might have been rescued by her, and she might be hiding and eavesdropping.
He was completely innocent in the whole thing.
Of course, as the 'strong' family, he, as the 'weak', probably doesn't care what he thinks.
If you want him to take the blame, you have to be prepared to be beaten to death!
Everything is clear now.
For Ji Baiwei to suffer such a devastating blow, her temperament changed drastically.
I guess the Ji family's magic weapon likes people with abnormal psychology.
This magic weapon is quite evil!
"As long as you have the ability, we can accept even marrying into Ji's family and becoming Bai Wei's husband." Ji Zhuling added.
Pull it down!
Han Zhao resisted rolling his eyes, cupped his fists and saluted: "Senior, I don't know if I can advance some payment. Please don't get me wrong! I think since I have to spend money to go out for training, I don't have much money now, so I can't sleep in the wild. Right? Taste the sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, don’t you think so?”
"Yes." Ji Zhuling responded, touching her lower back, and ten banknotes with a denomination of one hundred taels appeared in her hands, and handed them to Han Zhao.
Once the mission is completed, she will have the opportunity to take further steps when she returns to her family.
She didn't care at all for a mere ten thousand taels of silver. The reason why she didn't give more was because she felt Han Zhao didn't deserve it.
As for the skills, if he could master them, he would truly be a unique genius, one in a million.
hehe.
is it possible?
"Thank you, senior." Han Zhao took the banknote and looked happy.
"After the work is completed, I will give you the remaining banknotes and the skills. You should know the value of the skills leaked from the Tiansheng Sect, right?" Ji Zhuling said lightly.
"Yes!" Han Zhao pretended to be ecstatic.
