[You rebelled against yin and yang and reversed reincarnation - failure. He failed to leave any trace in the glorious life of the Northland Gun Demon. Rating: As small as dust. No causal opportunities were obtained. 】
Return to the small courtyard of Zhongyonghou Mansion.
Yang Gang sighed sadly.
There was no suspense in the battle on Linbei City. All the passion and unwillingness were buried under the light of the sword that filled the sky. Zhao Tianqu died and the city was destroyed, and Yang Gang also died under the sword of the fierce generals of the giant gods.
In just three days, he did not have any impact on that era, so he naturally had no chance of cause and effect.
Yang Gang felt a little disappointed, and then a message came to his mind:
[You study past lives and experience reincarnation. Witnessing a wonderful battle on Linbei City, he desperately pounced on the Titan warrior at the last moment, and experienced the power of the heavenly sword with his life. 】
[Evaluation: Slight gain. 】
[Accumulation from past lives transforms into the power of three days of research. 】
"You actually succeeded in participating in the research? What is the principle of participating in the research on the past life?"
Yang Gang closed his eyes.
The scenes of the three days in Linbei City emerged before his eyes. In the end, only a dazzling sword light was left, domineering and pure, like the falling stars gradually filling his vision.
The sword flashed across the sky, and a broken body flew up. "The mantis' arm is used as a chariot, so he is quite strong." The last scene in my memory is of the Titan warrior general licking the blood on the blade with a look of admiration on his face.
"Heavenly Sword."
Yang Gang kept recalling that flash of sword, his expression seemed to have some realization.
He picked up a branch, took a few steps under the grapevine, and began to sign slowly under the moonlight.
"Is this... is this the case? No, that's not right... His sword is not fast, but very thick. It has a domineering and suppressive energy, as if it is blessed by the power of heaven."
"Yes, the giant god clan's heavenly sword should uphold the power of God, as deep as the mountain."
"But...what exactly is Tianwei?"
Yang Gang frowned and thought hard, and his mind kept flashing back to the giant god clan's last domineering sword, which fell mercilessly on him, his flesh and blood separated, and his body flew up.
"Ruthless, the power of God... the sky... the sun burns the sky!"
An idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and his eyes lit up with a little fire.
"I have never observed the supreme heavenly sword of the giant gods, but I have seen the ancient giant sun. Isn't that giant sun's radiant power and world-destroying disaster more powerful than a dead heavenly sword?"
Almost instinctively, a shadow of the sun appeared in Yang Gang's mind, his hands filled with heat, and he slashed forward with all his strength.
'call--'
A light red edge emerged, like a long red knife. The branch in his hand broke into two pieces with a 'click' sound. The red blade came out of his hand and landed on the grape trellis not far away.
There was a sudden crash, and half of the pergola collapsed, pressing towards Yang Gang.
"So fierce?"
Yang Gang was so frightened that he quickly ran out of the pergola.
Looking at the half-fallen grapevine and the bed and quilt underneath, Yang Gang had a bitter look on his face.
"Okay now, there's no place to sleep tonight!"
Gusts of cold wind blew, and Yang Gang felt a surge of warmth all over his body to offset the chill, and he didn't feel cold at all.
"This Great Sun Burning Sky God's Mingtu is really precious, otherwise my old body bones may not be able to withstand such a cold winter this year."
"Speaking of which, my cultivation qualifications seem pretty good?"
"Whether it is visualizing the picture of the sun burning the sky or comprehending this specious hint of the intention of the heavenly sword, I have not encountered many difficulties. Could it be that... I am also a genius?" Yang Gang thought in hindsight. , began to clean up the yard.
While thinking:
"Song Youque's sword is called the 'Youque' Heavenly Sword. What should I call my sword? The Big Sun Sword? The Burning Heaven Sword... or the Big Sun Burning Heaven Sword? It seems a bit too arrogant, why not call it simple? Sun sword?"
"No, no, if you shout 'Look at my sword' during a fight, wouldn't it make people laugh and crack their teeth?"
"It's better to keep it simple and call it Burning Heaven Sword!"
After casually deciding on the name of the sword technique he had learned, Yang Gang thought about the technique.
"In the realm of body refining, the first threshold requires a satin bone technique, then opening the meridians, and then condensing the dragon-elephant golden body. Each level is more difficult than the last..."
"Even if I visualize the Great Sun Burning the Sky and slash out a Burning Sky Sword, I will still be incompetent in front of powerful men like Zhao Tianqu. Only by strengthening my own strength can I exert the corresponding power of my technique."
"The Linbei City Army should have the technique of satin bone foundation building. If I can persist until Linbei City is destroyed and escape... Well, with my current ability, as long as I don't go to that dangerous city wall, I might be able to do more. Hold on for a while."
After figuring out a strategy, Yang Gang had no time to clean up the mess.
I couldn't wait to cross my legs and close my eyes, and once again entered the past life of the 'Northern Demon Spear'.
"You have been recruited." A strong voice sounded, like the prelude to a legend.
Yang Gang opened his eyes and once again saw Zhao Tianqu and a group of Linbeicheng soldiers behind him.
After a while.
Yang Gang followed the crowd towards the military camp, but looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion in Linbei City. According to his speculation, the identity of the Northland Gun Demon was probably the Linbei City Lord, a descendant of someone with a special bloodline.
It is obviously impossible for the two cities to fight without the Yuanshen Grandmaster in charge. The Northland Gun Demon was able to survive this catastrophe, probably because he was escorted out by the Yuanshen Grandmaster of Linbei City at the last moment.
Then, under the guidance of Master Yuanshen, the young man with a blood feud embarked on the road to challenge the Heavenly Sword step by step.
"This time, I will definitely survive until the Northland Gun Demon appears!" Yang Gang thought silently.
Last time, before Master Yuanshen showed up, he died on the top of the city. This time he persisted until the end and had the chance to escape from Linbei City with the Northland Gun Demon.
Linbeicheng military camp.
"Disband and return to their respective positions."
Zhao Tianqu gave an order, "Xiao Wu, take these new recruits to training. In three days, let them perfect their marksmanship for me."
"Yes, Commander Zhao."
Just like in the previous life, a strong soldier came out: "I guarantee that in three days, these little brats will be able to go into battle to kill the enemy!"
"Lord Commander."
Suddenly a voice sounded from the crowd.
Yang Gang stepped forward in one step and said loudly: "I want to directly learn Satin Bone Kung Fu to increase my strength and go into battle to kill the enemy."
Yes.
The last time he was in Linbei City, he had already learned basic military marksmanship for three days from the commander named 'Xiao Wu', and he didn't want to waste any more time.
Everyone cast surprised glances at Yang Gang.
"You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about!" Xiao Wu looked angry and stepped forward, wanting to slap Yang Gang to stop him.
"Oh?" Zhao Tianqu stopped and waved his hand to stop Xiao Wu.
He looked at Yang Gang with an interesting expression, "Why are you so anxious to learn Satin Bone Kung Fu?"
"Lord Commander, my parents and relatives were all killed by the giant god clan's butcher knife. I want revenge!" Yang Gang, like an upright young man blinded by hatred, looked at Zhao Tianqu blankly.
Zhao Tianqu said: "Although the satin bone method is not precious, if there is no foundation, it will only lead you astray..."
"Lord Commander, I have practiced marksmanship. I can also..." Yang Gang looked upright and stumbled, "I also know a little bit of swordsmanship."
"A little bit?"
Zhao Tianqu said, "Oh," "Xiao Wu, give him a gun. Well... give him a knife. This young man is quite interesting."
As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face.
His eyes fell on a soldier standing very straight in the crowd. This child's personality is somewhat similar to Ah Ling's. His talent is not very good, and he is even afraid of seeing blood. He would rather start as a pawn than show off his strength to help him in the army.
"Commander, this guy is so skinny that he is obviously fooling around..." Xiao Wu was about to continue, but was interrupted impatiently by Zhao Tianqu: "Go."
"Yes, sir."
Xiao Wu turned around and glared at Yang Gang, you are a poor refugee, why are you bragging? Your Majesty, the Commander, has not slept for three days. If you waste your precious rest time, I am worried that the military master will take your skin off!
