This Martial Saint is too generous.

Chapter 151 The end of the layout, the youngest fifth product

"This one is a 170-year-old extreme fire grass. It took me a lot of effort back then..."

One after another, geniuses and treasures were thrown out of Ming Genbo's hands, and wave after wave of phantom visions of medicine essence emerged one after another. The warriors in the yard were gradually accustomed to the shock from the very beginning, and now they are numb.

No wonder!

Soon, the tempering of the fourth ring of five grievances ended.

Boiled Dragon sits on the highest place, expressionless, indifferent eyes, the whole person is in a state of aloofness.

In fact, in the eyes of the warriors in the Xu Qin Camp, the Eighth Prince was bloated and his face was not as handsome and tough as the other princes. In addition, he was usually mediocre, so many people did not think highly of the Eighth Prince in their hearts.

Although some warriors did not dare to say it, they complained in their hearts:

But it's just good luck when reincarnated. If he was reincarnated into the royal family, he must be better than the Eighth Prince.

But at this moment, the eighth prince has been reborn, he is already the root of Baiyu Peak, and he is holding the treasure of his life. Even though his face is exactly the same as before, his temperament is completely different.

The previous obesity was bloated and clumsy.

But the obesity at this time is a kind of oppressive feeling that makes people palpitate... This is a mountain, a majestic mountain.

The face of the emperor.

Anger is indistinguishable.

It turns out that the Dragon Soul has been hidden in the body of the Eighth Prince... The Eighth Prince has the appearance of an emperor.

This time, the warriors of Xuqin camp were completely convinced and began to worship Bozhilong thoroughly.

……

Inside the stubborn snake.

Qin Jinyang seized the time and recited the heart method in the peanut gourd.

In fact, Qin Jinyang has already been in contact with Dongshixiahuojue. Although he has not successfully practiced it, he has a certain understanding of Xuangong.

Xuan Gong is complicated and cumbersome, several times more difficult than ordinary martial arts.

Fortunately, Qin Jinyang's roots were already at the top of Baiyu Peak, and he was a little surprised at how powerful his memory was.

He had already recited it all almost at the same time he finished reading it.

Of course, the current stage is just rote memorization, the most difficult part of Xuan Gong is understanding and how to master it.

If you want to master it thoroughly, you need a lot of time, trial and error again and again, and you need to be guided by a famous teacher... As for the roots, diligence, and talent, they are the foundation of the foundation.

You don't even have any white jade roots, so what are you talking about mastering profound arts?
Xu Wenqing's roots are weak, Xu Yuansheng has worked hard, almost from her childhood, she has been using geniuses and earth treasures to cultivate her.

But even so, Xu Wenqing was still unable to master the Dongshixiahuo Jue.

Of course, Qin Jinyang is a maverick and bravely chose a path that others have never taken before. It is a path that is destined to be incomprehensible and undefined: add points to the system!

……

[Hint: Profound art detected: Horrible Laugh Burial.The current state is in line with the conditions for the practice of Ji Xiao Zong. Does it consume the potential and directly grasp the Dzogchen? 】

[Hint: Burying Dzogchen with a horrible smile consumes 14000 potential points. 】

……

Qin Jinyang frowned.

Compared with the Promise Realm of ordinary martial arts, the consumption of this profound art is actually acceptable.

It's a pity that the tens of thousands of potential points I have accumulated with great difficulty will be exhausted again this time.

But no problem.

If you can cooperate with credit wine to explore flowers and kill the fifth rank, the system will definitely reward a large amount.

hiss!
Qin Jinyang's eyes went dark, his mind ached, and he fell into an indescribable soul pain.

This pain cannot be described in words.

It was like a nightmare.

I know that the severe pain comes from the dream, but as we all know, there is no pain at all in the dream.

But the pain exists.

The feeling that his soul was going to be torn apart almost made Qin Jinyang collapse.

Fortunately, the system is more measured, and it didn't make Qin Jinyang go crazy.

At the same time as the excruciating pain was unbearable, countless insights and thoughts also poured into his mind. Every time like this, Qin Jinyang seemed to be raining after a long drought, and a piece of candy finally came out of the bitterness in his mouth. The slightest sweetness.

It's like shaking and adding a beautiful girl.

You think about it day and night, racking your brains to express your love. During this period, you worry about it countless times, and you can't sleep countless times at night.

Finally, the beautiful girl opens up and shows her vulnerability to you.

You know that if you seize the vulnerability and sneak in, you can embrace the beauty. You can't wait to pay the girl to give the money to the kind grandpa to help grandpa's tea plantation tide over the difficulties.

In that moment, you are a hero.

You not only won the girl's heart, but also got the affirmation from the elders.

……

"This is the succulent herb. 17 years ago, the succulent mission of the Sinau Kingdom met with your great emperor of Zhongzhou. The tribute was taken away on the way, so the succulent mission of the Sinau Kingdom could only meet your emperor empty-handed."

"Old drunkard, you should remember that your emperor was furious and sent troops to destroy this small country just because of a ridiculous crime of deceiving the emperor."

"You Zhongzhou court is full of benevolence and morality, shut up about morality and righteousness. Every time someone attacks your Zhongzhou, you scholars worry about the world, the people, and the common people... But in your heart, the people of Songnao are just animals... ..."

"What is your emperor? Why can't you bully him?"

"Speaking of the sky, the truth of this world is whether the fist is big enough... If Dachou country has big fists, then we are the orthodox of Zhongzhou... If the country of Moze has big fists, then the country of Moze is the orthodox of Zhongzhou... Princes and generals would rather have Seems like, right?"

Ming Gen laughed wildly, and threw out another elixir.

"Long live the Eighth Highness, long live the Eighth Highness!"

Everyone in the Xuqin Camp blushed and had thick necks. In their eyes, if they boiled to the dragon, they would be able to flourish immediately. When they returned, they would be the crown prince. Afterwards, they could lead the army to flatten the Zhongzhou city defenses, all the way to the imperial capital, and finally break through the imperial city and kick Open the Golden Luan Hall and let His Highness the Eighth Prince sit on the dragon chair.

As for himself, he became king and worshiped generals, glorified his ancestors and his ancestors, and his name lasted through the ages.

excited!

I was so excited that I couldn't breathe.

Boiling to the dragon is still expressionless, he only has the last five rings of resentment in his eyes.

In this short period of time, it was already a world of difference to Boiling Dragon's mentality.

He seemed to realize a lot of things.

In his mind, he thought of many, many contents in books, how to show favor and power to his subordinates, how to screen his subordinates, these things, he used to sneer at them.

He believes that his subordinates are all brothers who work hard for him. Everyone drinks and eats meat together, and lives and dies together.

But now, the boiling dragon has changed.

The look in his eyes gradually became wiser.

Boiled to Dragon even imitated the third prince in his expression, he was the most promising son of his father, and he was also a role model among them.

He began to dislike this group of men.

Perhaps, for the humble Eighth Prince, they were personal guards, confidantes, and important brothers.

Unfortunately, I am no longer who I used to be.

I need a stronger team, look at the third brother's men, what lineup is that?
Look at the group of people under him again?

Crooked melons and dates.

In his eyes, there was already aloof indifference.

And this kind of superiority, in the eyes of the guard, is domineering, kingly, kingly, and emperor's capital.

Because they have also seen this kind of coldness in the third prince.

Our eighth prince...has finally come to fruition.

……

The side of Shifengying was completely silent, and everyone could only hold the handle of the knife as tightly as possible.

They all knew that next year's day would be their death day.

If it is to bury their heads in the fight, this group of people are all elites, and they don't know how to write the word "fear of death".

But the state of waiting to die in silence in front of him makes people despair.

This is a test that is enough to drive people crazy.

"Brothers from Shifengying opposite, is there anyone who wants to turn from darkness to light?"

"Throw away the weapon in your hand, kneel down, and crawl over..."

Someone in Xu Qin's camp shouted.

"Yeah, crawl over here, and you can survive!"

"If you want to survive, climb quickly, hahaha!"

Soon, more and more warriors began to laugh and shout.

"The country belongs to the emperor, and your life belongs to you... Don't you want to live?"

Commander Chang Burui wiped the long knife in his hand, with a half smile on his face.

……

"Concentrate on preparing for the battle, the opponent's tricks are nothing more than demagogy!"

Jiang Youliang fought with his father since he was a child. He has seen countless battles before the war, and he has also fought countless people.

This method is very old-fashioned.

But... works.

Especially for soldiers who are in a desperate situation, it can quickly disintegrate their fighting spirit.

Even the most loyal warriors will eventually doubt the meaning of life when faced with death.

Surround but not attack.

It can be described as vicious.

"Hahaha... Deceiving people? What a high-sounding excuse... Am I deceiving people?"

"Why did they fight for your Jiang family's royal family, not the Jiang family for them? Why did they die for you, instead of you first?"

"Who is bewitching people?"

Chang Burui sneered darkly.

Sure enough, there was a commotion in Shifeng Camp.

very light.

But the commotion did arise.

Of course, as a pro-military force, it is impossible for Shifengying to surrender to the enemy.

Hu Daqian also does not allow his subordinates to surrender to the enemy.

But the will to fight has been corroded by penetration.

"Cough...cough...cough cough..."

Suddenly, there was a coughing sound: "Believe in miracles, believe in hope, there is no limit to the road, believe that man will conquer the sky... Meditate!"

It's wine on credit.

He was weak and coughing for morale.

But it’s okay if he doesn’t open his mouth. When he speaks this sentence, he looks ridiculous like a storyteller in a tea house.

Miracle?

hope?

What are these things?
Relying on the belief that miracles are useful, can the dead still be used in the battlefield?
Everyone in Shifengying was even a little ashamed.

Fortunately, these words come from a poor scholar, which is understandable.

If it was the commander, or the prince of Luan Wang, who said such things, all the soldiers of Shifeng camp would probably find a piece of tofu to crash to death.

They are not afraid to follow the general to bury their bones in other lands.

They are most afraid of following a fool and dying for nothing.

A scholar talking about military affairs, the biggest fool.

hiss!
Even Yan Shaoyu took a breath.

Mr. Credit seems to be old and dim, and he is on the verge of death.

Believe in miracles?

First of all, in a dream.

……

"Hahaha...hahahaha...Are you going to laugh at this Commander to death?"

"Let me tell you, I, Chang Burui, is your hope, and I am your miracle... If you want to survive, crawl over here, and I will give you hope... Hahaha..."

"It's no wonder the Zhongzhou court is corrupt. It turns out that when you sent troops to fight, you won by miracles and luck... Hahaha... I am lucky to have enemies like you."

Chang Burui burst out laughing.

A group of people from Xu Qinying also echoed, some of them were rocking with laughter.

Ming Gen shook his head.

It would be great if Zhongzhou was filled with such idealistic idiots.

Even Bo Zhilong, who was maintaining an indifferent posture, couldn't hold back, and almost laughed out loud.

Scholars in Zhongzhou are sometimes very humorous.

"Mr. Credit... you... why don't you take a break first!"

Hu Daqian gritted his teeth.

I was already ready to be smashed to pieces, but you made me lose face again before I died.

If you can't speak, don't speak.

……

Tanhua, who was drinking on credit, just smiled.

His goal was achieved.

Let everyone despise yourself, it is best to look down on yourself, and treat yourself as a fool before dying.

Just now, Tanhua, who was credited with wine, got a piece of news, and was almost so excited that his soul went out of his body.

Old six!

That sixth child, he has actually mastered the horror.

Although extremely ridiculous.

Although it is even more absurd than a eunuch giving birth to a son.

But the thing happened in front of his eyes, he had to believe it.

He even took a test of Lao Liu's few uncommon mental formulas. If he didn't have a certain degree of training, it would be impossible to understand these formulas.

But the sixth child answered fluently.

After being shocked by the wine on credit, he didn't have time to relive the joy. Next, he was going to make a big deal with the sixth child.

First of all, borrow the snake corpse again.

You have experience in exploring flowers on credit, and you can still borrow snake corpses.

And the sixth child is even simpler, he is in the belly of the stubborn snake, and this step is not difficult.

If you want to kill the root refutation, you first need the sixth child and yourself to perform terror and laughter at the same time. This is a process of borrowing bones.But this time it will be easier, the opponent is Baiyu Peak after all.

But the problem is still serious.

It takes a period of time for the burial of horror and laughter to be brewed, and during this period of time, the refutation must be within a certain range.

But seeing that the refining of the fifth Ring of Five Resentments is about to end, and when the treasure is completed, Ming Genbo will definitely attack Shi Fengying.

There is simply not enough time.

Qin Jinyang was also anxious in the snake's stomach.

If you have cultivated profound kung fu from the very beginning, you can take advantage of the time of Ming Genbo to refine the weapon to brew, after all, Ming Genbo can't be multi-purpose.

But the golden hour has been missed.

When Minggen finished refining the weapon, he would notice the slightest disturbance.

The current situation is even more difficult than before, because the secret array of wine on credit has no effect on the obvious, and it is impossible to brew a horrible funeral without anyone noticing.

Qin Jinyang was already thinking about his escape plan.

"You just concentrate on running your mind, and I'll delay the time!"

The peanut gourd vibrated, and the wine on credit Tanhua's tone was firm.

Qin Jinyang was curious, what else could he do to delay the time?

……

"Hahaha...hahaha...it became...the perfect treasure...this is my ingenious handwriting, hahaha..."

hum!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, all five rings of five grievances were tempered successfully.

The elixir under Ming Genbo's feet has been consumed. If it is an ordinary craftsman, even if he succeeds in tempering, he will feel sorry for these genius treasures, but Ming Genbi is different.

He doesn't need to be distressed.

The Ring of Five Resentments is not just the Ring of Five Resentments, it also has its own reputation.

From today onwards, I am a master craftsman.

Boiling to the Dragon with his mouth crooked, he tried his best to keep calm, the real man must always remain indifferent and not let others see his emotions.

The scepter in front of him has begun to dim, this is because there is no genius to continue blessing, after all, the refining is over.

Boiling Zhilong gently stretched out his hand, ready to put the Five Resentment Rings back on his arm.

"Stop...cough cough...stop...you can't take the Five Resentment Rings...let me put it down!"

Suddenly, a severe cough came from the direction of Shifengying.

He has reached the pinnacle of chatting with flowers on credit, so he can talk while running.

He stood up tremblingly, looking directly at Bozhilong.

"Mr. Credit...you..."

Jiang Youliang was at a loss.

What are you talking about with the wine on credit?

It's hard to forge a treasure. If you make it impossible for others to take it, why do others listen to you?

……

"Hehe... Zhongzhou people... are getting more and more interesting..."

Boiling to Long was stunned for a moment, then just laughed lightly, as if laughing at an ant's overreach.

I take my own Five Rings of Resentment, it's your turn to point it out?
There are many lunatics in Zhongzhou.

More pompous lunatics.

"Cough...you are not authentic...you are not loyal to your king...the Five Rings of Resentment can obviously continue to be tempered and can be refined, why do you want to keep it?"

The wine on credit and the flowers questioned clearly and clearly, and the voice was loud.

Swish!
Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Ming Genfu.

Keep one hand?
Unfaithful?
Bozhilong frowned even more, looking up and down at Ming Genbo, his suspicious eyes seemed to say: Sir, I trust you, don't let me down, I am the top of Baiyu Peak, you will be at your own risk if you lie to me .

"Your Highness, this person is trying to confuse the crowd!"

Minggen narrowed his eyes.

"Ming Genbu, you obviously have a Tianyao Soul-Returning Grass in your hand... I saw it with my own eyes when I killed you just now... You can fool the little prince, but you can't fool me. The Tianyao Soul-Returning Grass can Reinforce the treasure and make it more indestructible."

"Ahem...Little Prince, he just kept his hand and deliberately deceived you."

Tanhua pointed at Ming Gen and retorted.

Tianyao's soul-returning grass is a life-saving elixir, just now Ming Genbi thought he would die, so he took it out in a hurry.

It's a pity that Jiang Youliang didn't have enough control over the Burial of Horror, and in the end he was defeated at the critical moment, and Tianyao's soul-returning grass was not swallowed.

It can be said that this is Minggen's second life.

"You don't want to delay the time... the old man will kill you now..."

Ming Gen retorted extremely angry.

Damn.

The old drunkard's eyes were too sharp.

Tianyao Soul-Returning Grass is my life-saving elixir, I took it out for a moment, and you saw it.

old bitch.

"Mr. Ming... how do I treat you like a dragon?"

At this moment, Boiling Dragon suddenly asked sharply.

His face was expressionless, and his palm was suspended above the ring of five grievances, but he didn't take it back.

Everyone in Xu Qinying was astonished.

His Highness Eight's tone made people feel chills.

You know, before the Eighth Prince, Zun Minggen, who was a teacher, spoke softly, and never felt so angry.

His Royal Highness has changed.

He has really changed, and the majesty of the strong is getting stronger and stronger.

"I……"

Ming Gen froze in place.

How dare you talk to me like that?

I am your teacher.

You actually scolded me?

Minggen couldn't believe it, and at first he didn't know this student.

"Teacher, my root bone is the top of the White Jade Peak. My father may promote me to the pearly root bone...Follow me, and you will flourish in the future, but I don't like subordinates who have two hearts...Especially, it's my teacher. .”

Boiling to Long's expression was flat, as if he was chatting with his teacher about trivial matters, but every word in this sentence was full of threats.

Xu Qinying's expression was serious, and he didn't even dare to take a deep breath.

Chang Burui's palms were covered with cold sweat, and he even felt that Ming Genbu would get angry, which would be detrimental to His Highness.

After all, His Highness Eighth Prince's personality changed too quickly.

"Uh... When people get old, they become forgetful...Your Highness, this elixir was originally used to help you refine weapons. There are too many things to do, so I'm confused... Hahaha..."

Minggen's expression flickered a few times, and suddenly he showed his yellow teeth and began to smile.

In fact, Chang Burui thought too much.

Although Ming Genbu is a fifth rank, how dare he attack the Eighth Prince!
In Qiyi City, there is still Xin Shanhan.

Although Xin Shanhan was not loyal to the Eighth Prince, if the Eighth Prince died in his army, he would be held accountable.

That's it!

The root bone determines the status.

Ming Gen admitted that he had underestimated Bo Zhilong before.

It's ridiculous to think about it, but the other party is Wang's son, and he has been ignorant of it since he was a child, so how could he be a softie.

The reason why he looks a little weak is because he wants to hide his clumsiness.

Boiling to Dragon is right, it is really possible to be promoted to the Pearly Roots at the top of Baiyu Peak.

This fat prince, now there is no need to pretend to be himself.

He is qualified to show his sharpness.

Now that he has boarded the boat of His Highness the Eighth Prince, there is no turning back, he can bend and stretch, and recognize the reality clearly.

Taking a step back, this is actually a good thing.

"I knew that the teacher treated me most sincerely. If one day I ascend the throne, the teacher must be the national teacher."

Boiled until the dragon sat upright again, his palm was pressed on the top of the scepter very familiarly.

While Ming Gen refuted his superficial loyalty, he scolded Bo Zhilong for his hypocrisy a hundred times in his heart.

From top to bottom, from old to young, there is no normal person in the Bo family.

The royal family, very people are not competent.

……

Tanhua, who was drinking on credit, showed a smug smile.

Jiang Youliang smiled wryly, he figured it out, buying wine on credit was delaying time.

What's the use of procrastination?

When this elixir is refined, what should come will still come.

……

In the belly of the stubborn snake!
Qin Jinyang knew that precious time had been bought.

His heart was beating wildly, getting more and more excited.

almost.

Seventy percent of the Burial of Terror's Laughing has been in operation.

……

The stubborn snake looks out.

There was a young girl in her 20s, sitting on a tree, looking at the Temple of the Snake.

Xin Shanhan's youngest sister, Xin Shancha.

The top-grade root bone of white jade, the youngest fifth-grade in the Dachou country, can be called a miracle of cultivation.

When she was a child, Xin Shancha was taken in as a disciple by a sorcerer, and learned a kind of mysterious power.

Inhale human blood and practice quickly.

Xin Shanhan doted on his younger sister, and often tied up prisoners of war on the battlefield for his younger sister to practice Xuan Gong.

Sometimes when there is no war at the border, Xin Shanhan would arrest innocent people, frame them as rebels, and then use them for his sister to practice Xuangong.

Although Xin Shancha was young, the number of innocent people who died at his hands could no longer be described in numbers.

She also especially likes children.

Xin Shancha's eyes were blood red, a faint light appeared on his face, and his whole body was full of strangeness.

In the eyes of the girl, the secret formation of the Obstinate Snake View does not exist at all.

From front to back, she has been observing the two camps.

"Bizhilong is a waste, what resource does he have to possess the Five Rings of Resentment! This kind of treasure should belong to Boqiulong!"

"Brother doesn't allow me to get close to Boiling Dragon, and I can't take away the treasure of my life... It makes people angry."

"This bunch of trash in Zhongzhou, why can't you be more aggressive and just kill Bozhilong... a bunch of trash."

Xin Shancha likes the third prince Bo Qiulong.

She also asked her elder brother to hook up more than once, and she wanted to be the princess.

Fortunately, the king agreed to the marriage, and when the war is over, he can go back to be the princess.

After finally coming out, I have to get a gift for my future husband.

Boiled to the root of the dragon, is it really the top of Baiyu Peak?

This person... must die.

(End of this chapter)