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Chapter 159 From No Name to Famous
Hua Zhenxing gave a detailed introduction of yesterday's situation, including the various magical inheritances he had obtained.

He didn't talk about the specific content of these secret techniques, and without Locke's permission, he couldn't disclose the secret biography of the Forgan family without authorization, but only analyzed the types and functions of various divine techniques.

Yang Tehong nodded slightly: "This Luo Fugen is an open-minded person, at least he knows who to open up to.

As for you, you still need to focus on the Nourishing Art, you don’t need to learn those magical arts, the key is to understand.What I teach you to practice, you can't slack off. "

Hua Zhenxing: "Of course I won't...Mr. Yang, where is that artifact you always want to give me?"

Yang Tehong: "How do you know I'm going to give you an artifact?"

Hua Zhenxing: "In Brussels, that morning, in the spiritual imprint you always left for me, there is a divine soul imprint on how to sacrifice and use a certain artifact. The inheritance is there, but where is the thing?"

At this moment, Ke Fuzi's voice came: "It's a bit extravagant to eat braised noodles early in the morning." Turning around, Ke Mengchao and Mo Shangtong walked in side by side.

What day is it today? The three old men have all come here again.The old man raised his head and said, "Why is a bowl of noodles extravagant? Are you mistaken about the age?"

Mo Shangtong: "Xiao Ke is not referring to the time but the place. Isn't it a bit extravagant to be in Feisuo Port?"

Hua Zhenxing got up quickly and said, "Have you two had breakfast?"

The two elders said in unison: "I haven't eaten yet."

Hua Zhenxing: "Sit first, I'll do it for you."

He was very obedient, and didn't ask about the artifact anymore. He ran into the kitchen to reboil the water, boil the noodles, make the stew, pour the stew, and brought a big bowl for each of Uncle Mo and Ke Fuzi.After they had finished eating, they cleared away all the bowls and chopsticks, made a pot of tea, and set up cups for the three old people to pour.

Old man Yang didn't wait for Hua Zhenxing to ask, and took the initiative to say: "We are indeed planning to give you a divine weapon today. According to the tradition of monks in the Eastern Kingdom, you have already broken through the four realms, and you can become a teacher."

Hua Zhenxing: "Became a teacher? Don't you want to teach me anymore?"

Old man Yang shook his head: "That's not what it means. The so-called live to learn, there are still many things you haven't learned. Being a teacher is a way of saying that you have graduated and can start working."

Hua Zhenxing: "I haven't been to school either, I've been working a long time ago."

"I can't explain such a simple thing!" Ke Meng gave Yang Tehong a white look, then looked at Xiaohua and said, "It's very simple. It's like the previous trip to Liyuan. After the apprentice has learned it, he can sell tickets on stage."

Hua Zhenxing: "Where can I go on stage to sell tickets?"

"Your explanation is neither fish nor fowl!" Mo Shangtong also gave Ke Mengchao a blank look, and then explained to Xiaohua, "It's like an apprentice in a workshop who becomes a teacher, and some operations can be completed by himself. But you still have to keep learning and keep improving. I haven't learned a lot of master's skills yet."

Hua Zhenxing: "Oh, I almost understand."

"What do you understand! Such a simple thing makes you talk so complicated." Old man Yang said with some dissatisfaction, "According to the past, you can travel in the mountains. According to your dream, it is to become an intermediate Yangyuan Art teacher."

Hua Zhenxing nodded quickly: "I understand, I understand, the three of you speak very clearly."

Old Man Yang: "Let's talk about that artifact, in fact, you've already used it."

Hua Zhenxing: "The stick that stabbed Flick to death?"

Old Man Yang: "That's right! You processed that stick yourself at first, and then I added something to it and refined it into a divine weapon."

Mo Shangtong interjected, "Lao Yang combined a divine weapon with your stick. The divine weapon is still a divine weapon, but it looks like your stick."

"Don't interrupt!...Your uncle Mo is right, that's how the stick came from. After you brought it out last time and came back, the three of us worked together to refine another treasure, and it's no longer a stick. , but a sharp gun."

Hua Zhenxing: "Sharp Spear, where is it?"

Old man Yang: "It's in my hand, I've been sitting opposite for so long, don't you see it?"

on hand?Old man Yang was eating noodles just now, and the chopsticks he used were normal. Now his left hand is empty, and his right hand is holding a teacup. Where did he get a sharp gun... Hua Zhenxing suddenly found that there was something extra in Old Man Yang's hand, and he wondered : "Is this the bracelet?"

Old man Yang: "To be precise, it is a rattan ring. My ancestor has a magic weapon that looks like this, but the magical power is different."

Old man Yang usually does not wear jewelry, but today he has a bracelet on his right wrist, which looks to be made of wood or rattan, and is very thin, less than five millimeters in diameter.

If you look closely, the stick that Hua Zhenxing used has shrunk countless times, and it is twisted into an oval shape that connects end to end, but it is not completely connected, and there is a small gap in the middle.

Hua Zhenxing looked at it for a long time before asking: "Mr. Yang, do you call this rattan ring a sharp gun?"

Yang Tehong: "The magic weapon mainly depends on its magic function. I just used an analogy instead of naming it. Although you can't grasp all its magic functions now, at least it can be used. My old man will show you first!"

As he spoke, he put down the teacup, turned his right hand over and held it, and the vine ring disappeared from his wrist, and he held it in his palm like a twig.

Then with a shake of the hand, the branch turned into a long stick with a sharpened end, just like the original stick. With another shake of the hand, he picked out a bunch of lychees on the treetop.

It may be because of the climate in Port Fiso. The lychee tree planted by Old Man Yang in the courtyard will bloom and bear fruit all year round, but it only bears the most fruit at the end of the heavy rainy season every year, and it bears little fruit at other times.

When the fruit was hanging this year, Hua Zhenxing picked all the ripe fruits, and now some more, all on the high places of the treetops.

The stick was originally more than three meters long, and the string of lychees was hung on a treetop about ten meters high. Old man Yang shook the stick just now, and either picked the lychees from the air, or picked them off with a stick.

Hua Zhenxing could see and feel clearly, the stick suddenly stretched out ten meters long, and the end was still in old man Yang's hand.Holding a bunch of lychees in his left hand, the long stick in Old Man Yang's right hand has disappeared and turned into a vine ring to wear on his wrist again.

Old man Yang's demonstration was very chic, the only fly in the ointment was that the stick picked out a hole in the big umbrella above his head.Ke Mengchao frowned and said, "Old Yang, if you demonstrate the artifact, just demonstrate it well, why are you having trouble with the umbrella?"

Old man Yang coughed: "Mistake, small mistake, there is usually no umbrella here... Let's talk about business, what name should we give this artifact?"

Mo Shangtong flicked his finger on the top of his head, and the torn umbrella closed again, and it miraculously returned to its original shape. He smiled and said, "How about calling it the barrel of a gun?"

Hua Zhenxing said with a bitter face, "It's not that good."

Old man Yang smiled and said, "I think it's pretty good, let's make it so."

Ke Fuzi looked at Hua Zhenxing's expression, squinted his eyes and said: "The name can be determined like this, but you can have another name, just like people can have nicknames, for example, they call Li Jingzhi Da Gangzi."

Hua Zhenxing: "Okay! Mr. Ke, what alias do you want to give it?"

Ke Fuzi: "Baolian Spear, what do you think?"

Hua Zhenxing said a little weakly: "When it comes to the word Baolian, it seems that it is not suitable to describe the gun?"

Ke Mengchao: "Are you not satisfied with the name I gave?"

Hua Zhenxing: "Satisfied, satisfied, let's call it the barrel of the gun... alias Baolian gun, but can we have another name, people can also have two nicknames!"

"Stop teasing the children!" Old man Yang finally knocked on the table and said, "Xiaohua, the thing you brought back from that outer world last time is the treasure of controlling the realm of the kingdom of gods, the gate of the hidden world. The key, which looks like a short bone staff, we also refined it into this artifact.

Teacher Ding should have told you that if you control this thing, you can become the master of the world.Of course, it's not the real master of the world, but you can control that small world, the premise is to get the inheritance of the treasure of controlling the world, and sacrifice in that small world.

You definitely can't do it now, but at least you have broken through the cultivation base of the four realms, so you can use it.With this object in hand, you can open the legendary door of the hidden gods by yourself.

Although the inheritance of the Realm Controlling Treasure has been broken, that's what Mr. Ding did. He re-sacrificed the Realm Controlling Treasure and left a new inheritance, which is specially used for the Kingdom of God and the Gate of Hermitage.It is also included in the soul brand that Lao Yang passed on to you.

I said that this treasure is a magic gun, and you can use it to open the door of the hidden world, so how about calling it the hidden gun? "

Hua Zhenxing quickly nodded and said: "Very good, very good, that's it, it's called Shenyin Spear! I like this name, and it can't be praised any more!"

Hurry up and decide on the name, and let the three old men tear it down, maybe some monster moths will be pulled out.But as soon as these words came out, the three elders nodded at the same time, and there was a mysterious and unspeakable connection between Hua Zhenxing and this artifact.

The naming of artifacts is not as simple as giving random names to ordinary things, it is equivalent to the birth of some kind of spirituality that blends with form and spirit.

The soul brand that old man Yang passed on to Hua Zhenxing was dedicated to cultivating and using this artifact, but Hua Zhenxing always felt that something was missing in it, like a manual that couldn't be opened, and it didn't become clear until now.

Although Hua Zhenxing can come up with many names by himself, he is not qualified to name this artifact alone, but on the other hand, he can participate in the naming of this artifact and finally name it.

It is also a ritual for the artifact to go from unknown to famous.

The earliest stick was cut by Hua Zhenxing himself and sacrificed with his spiritual consciousness, and then old man Yang "continued" a divine weapon in it, and finally the three old men joined forces to refine the world-controlling treasure of the kingdom of gods.

In a sense, Hua Zhenxing is the originator of creating this artifact, and more importantly, this artifact came out because of him and for him.To put it another way, he is the original creator of the artifact, and he named it.

Such a thing has almost never happened in history, because Hua Zhenxing is only a monk of the four realms, and the creator of every artifact in history is an expert who personally built the artifact, and his cultivation is at least superb.

(End of this chapter)