martial arts mythology system

Chapter 341 When the world is in turmoil

Yoyo, a nine-story tower.

I was lonely all my life, sitting alone all year round.

The man has white hair, eyes closed on the simple futon, and an incense burner in front of him, with light smoke curling up.

The red candles on the pagoda are lit, looking at the bustling scenery in the distance, and only when you really sit in it can you feel what kind of loneliness it is.

The person sitting here is Liguo Guoshi—the Sanskrit God.

No one would have thought that Master Guoshi, who has left the country with power and is feared by countless people, would be so lonely when he was alone.

Footsteps sounded, and at some point there was an extra person on the top of the tower,

Wearing bronze armor, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, his pupils are full of vicissitudes of life.

The nine-storey tower is located in the center of Yuchenjing, the capital of the Li country, surrounded by 24 barriers, but this person came so silently, as if those barriers did not exist.

The little boy who was accompanying the Sanskrit God with a glazed lamp was startled by the unexpected visitor and let out a soft cry.

The Sanskrit God was not surprised at all, and said lightly with his eyes closed:

"You're bringing in vulgarity."

Mr. Wu Que didn't care about the metaphors in the Sanskrit words of God, but said straight to the point:
"The sanskrit god of Liguo Guoshi, Binghaotianqiong wants to negotiate a deal with you, a deal that is enough to affect this country."

"Worldly people and militaristic people, why do you think that I want to make a deal with you... Once you open your mouth, the vulgar atmosphere here... becomes heavier."

From beginning to end, the Sanskrit God never even opened his eyes.

A flash of anger flashed in Wu Que-jun's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it, and continued to speak directly:

"You came to the Northern Territory from Zhongzhou, and you were trapped in this area to leave the country. It was just for the Xuanxuan Dragon Qi of the Northern Territory. However, with the national fortune of the Liguo, even if you draw it for decades, it is not enough to wake up your friends. You and I both know what works best for a dying god."

It seems that Mr. Wu Que's words aroused the interest of the Sanskrit god. The Taoist with closed eyes finally opened his eyes. Under the long and thick eyelashes, there are a pair of silver pupils. There are faint runes in the pupils. .

"What exactly are you trying to express? Your detours make me think you're stupid."

Mr. Wu Que clenched his fingers suddenly, the strength contained in them was enough to destroy the mountain, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged, but in the end he held back his attack on the Sanskrit god.

"The Heaven of War Disaster gives you [Ancient Divine Blood]. You capture Jun Huaixu, and I want the [Ancient Key of War Disaster] from him."

Hearing the words, the Sanskrit God seemed calm on the surface, but the sudden confusion of runes in his pupils revealed the restlessness in his heart.

"how many?"

"It's enough to save your friend—[Dharma Guardian God] Zuo Tianrao."

"After half a month, you come to me."

"it is good."

In just a few words, the two of them seemed to have decided on a major event that would affect Li Guo.

Then Mr. Wu Que walked straight out of the ninth floor of the tower, came to the outer corridor, stepped out, and disappeared without a trace.

The Sanskrit god also closed his eyes again, as if nothing happened.

The boy holding the glazed cup had a thousand words in his heart that he wanted to ask and say, but he didn't dare.

After a while, I heard the gentle and gentle voice of the national teacher:
"Li'er, call King Qi, King Xiang and General Du tomorrow, I have something to share with them."

"Oh, it's worth it."

The little boy in Liulizhan responded.

Still the red candle on the tower, still lonely for the rest of my life.

It's just that the people on the tower can't calm down.

……

Clouds and dusts, clouds and mists linger all year round.

Han Feng was sitting in his room, running "Tian Xia Bu Wu Pian".

Maybe it's because Brother Wuqi sees that he is always in the battlefield close to the innate level, and he is still planning to give himself a little reliable ability to suppress the situation.

The function of "Tianxia Buwu Pian" has passed the postgraduate entrance examination of the times.

Among other things, my own six unique skills are integrated into one, and it is just easy to leapfrog and fight monsters.

Now that I can have two unique skills to forge top external body protection skills for myself, I must not waste it.

Silently exercised, the two Buddhist body-protecting magical arts started to work at the same time.

It has been introduced before that "King Kong Is Indestructible Magical Art" comes from Shaolin of the Jin family, and it is listed among the top five magical arts in ancient and modern times.

And "The Twelve Passes of the Golden Bell Cover" comes from the world of "Dragon and Tiger Gate", and it is one of the four great Shaolin martial arts created by Bodhidharma.

The so-called [Jingjing of Changing Tendons] when you come to the world, ascending to the Tao [Sutra of Washing Marrow], invincible in the world [Golden Bell Shield], and building the way of immortality with [Magic Skills of Boys].

The late stage of the world of "Dragon Tiger Gate" has reached the point of fantasy martial arts. Among them, "The Twelve Passes of the Golden Bell Cover", which is also a magical skill, can be regarded as a high-ranking masterpiece in terms of personality. Compared with "King Kong", which is from Shaolin but exists in a different worldview "Not Bad Magical Art" is even stronger.

"Tianxiabuwupian" was turned into a Daoist oven, which tempered Han Feng's body and integrated these martial arts into one.

"The Twelve Passes of the Golden Bell Cover" has the characteristics of being impenetrable by water and fire, invulnerable to diamonds, restless in the physical body, and inexhaustible in internal energy, and can counter-shock all attacks.

"Tianxiabuwupian" is based on "The Twelve Passes of the Golden Bell Cover" by itself, and incorporates the indestructible "King Kong Indestructible Body Divine Art", and also incorporates "The Hardest Art", "Dragon Yin Iron Clothes" There is also "Thirteen Taibao Henglian", which is transformed into a body-protecting magic art that penetrates inside and outside, is indestructible, unbreakable, and wards off all evils.

In an instant, Han Feng only felt that there seemed to be Buddhist Zen singing Sanskrit to praise him in his ears.

With a little movement, a round and unbreakable golden force emanated from the body.

A big golden bell in his heart wrapped himself up.

With the improvement of Han Feng's energy injection, the golden bell continued to expand.

The first level, the second level... until the fourth level, the golden bell had already walked several feet high, and it was on the beam of the room, which made Han Feng dare not continue to pour in his skills.

This martial art needs to be renamed "The Thirteen Gates of the Golden Bell". After integrating various excellent martial arts, Han Feng can clearly feel that this golden bell has been completely reborn and opened up a new world. A whole new level has been reached.

Because it is a martial art recast in "Tian Xia Bu Wu Pian", this martial art is also different from the original version.

Now that Han Feng is facing the enemy, he can push it to the ninth level at most with the help of the Martial Arts.

Usually, self-protection can only be maintained at the level of the eighth level.

Han Feng retracted the golden bell and got up slowly.

With "Golden Bell Cover Twelve Levels" and "King Kong's Indestructible Physical Skill" as the core, this martial art should simply be called "Indestructible Golden Bell Cover".

Continuing the name of "Iron Palm Flying Flowers", Han Feng is still a useless name...

But these are not the key.

Han Feng took out the letter Jun Huaixu left for him.

I don't know when I stayed here, but the content written in it shocked Han Feng.

This country on the border of Kyushu finally became the battlefield of the world one day.

Everyone wants to be a chess player, but it is inevitable that they will be manipulated by others.

Jun Huaixu wanted to sacrifice his life to join the game, and even invited himself to join the game.

And myself, do I really want to agree?

Han Feng hasn't made up his mind yet.

The mist had already made his decision for him.

(End of this chapter)