The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Chapter 288 Do It Yourself
How far is the distance for a warrior from King Wu to entering the divine way?
There is no correct answer to this question. It needs to be different from person to person. There are also internal and external factors. The internal refers to the talent of the warrior himself and whether he is willing to study hard. A genius, if he doesn't practice martial arts every day, how can he make any progress.

On the outside, it is the cultivation method and the cultivation environment. The reason why the martial arts sects exist in the world is not to occupy an excellent cultivation place, and moreover, it is easier to do things with more people. And some people want to go to the next level, concentrate on cultivation and ignore miscellaneous things, so they don't need someone to do things for them. If you don't talk about inheritance, all the sects and other sects in the world will be the biggest beneficiaries. Always the ones on top.

All in all, from King Wu to Shinto, one needs to enrich and broaden one's aura step by step. People often say that everyone under King Wu is an ant, but becoming King Wu is actually just a key to the door of the strongest.

For those with good internal and external conditions, the journey from Martial King to Shinto is certainly easier and much faster than others, but no matter how talented a person is, no one can complete it within a year or two.

Ye Feng obviously didn't realize this, besides, he is not a "God".

However, Xiao Chuanqi and Leng Wuming were in a daze. To put it bluntly, how long did it take for them to become Wu Wang?

It doesn't seem right!

It seems that Wang is only at the Wu King Realm, but he even beat up Xue Chengbi, the Enlightenment Realm Divine Daoist. Is this something that Wu Wang can do?
"Where's your knife?"

Xiao Chuanqi came back to his senses and asked Leng Wuming.

Knife, of course, does not refer to Lieyang Knife, but the gadget hidden in Leng Wuming's body.

"I don't cast it as casually as you do."

From the center of Leng Wuming's eyebrows, a fiery red blade flew out, and upon closer inspection, it was not the miniature version of Lieyang Dao.

It seems that it is still a little different from myself!

Xiao Chuanqi knew it clearly at a glance, no wonder Leng Wuming found it difficult to use it, the sword of emotion is not his own thing, unlike the two small swords in his body, which can be used at will.

"The vice-captain's black blood sword, and your Lieyang knife, are nothing unusual."

Black Blood Sword, the number one murder weapon in the North.

Gai Jiutian was Ye Feng's former chief army commander. The Black Blood Sword drank a lot of blood in his hands. It is convenient. On the other hand, the sword itself is also very strange. The black blood left on the sword will kill more people. The sharper it is.

Xiao Chuanqi thought more than once that the reason why Gai Jiutian became a demon so quickly might be the "credit" of the Black Blood Sword.

And Leng Wuming's Lieyang Knife looks ordinary, but once he looks at it for a long time, he will have a burning desire in his heart, wanting to use it to cut everything.

"I have always known that this is an ancestral item, and I have my own measure."

Leng Wuming said calmly, he could see the worry in Xiao Chuanqi's eyes.

Is the person holding the sword, or is the sword driving the person?

For Leng Wuming, there was nothing to worry about this issue. The Lieyang Dao might be different in other people's hands, but in his hands, it was just a sharp weapon for him to kill the enemy.

"Practice?"

Xiao Chuanqi asked suddenly, with fighting spirit in his eyes.

When swords meet, there is bound to be a struggle.

I didn't enjoy playing at all today, and I was completely played by others. In any case, the road to Shinto is still very long, but it is necessary to enhance your combat power, and the fastest way to improve your combat power It is to hone yourself in the battle.

"I can't ask for it."

Leng Wuming's figure flashed and went straight to the training ground.

There is a martial arts training ground in Beiyunjuli, and I don't know what the old Beiwang got here for. It's a little small, but fortunately there is a place for fighting.

Two two!
If he knew that those two guys were going to fight again, then he would show them their injuries, Ye Feng laughed and scolded in a low voice.

Hit it!

As long as he is here, no injuries are a problem, that is, Sima Zhantian and Long Nannan went out to play, otherwise it would be more exciting.

When he returned to the wing room, he found that Hong Qingyan was not there. In the end, Ye Feng could only go to the study room alone. His intuition told him that the one hundred and tenth acupoint just opened would not really change at all. Just noticed.

……

"Little uncle, you are finally willing to go out, where are you going to play today?"

For two days in a row, Ye Feng locked himself in Beiyunju. Seeing that he was going to go out now, Long Nannan was immediately excited.

"Ninny, the little uncle is not going to play, but to meet a friend."

Ye Feng looked at Long Nannan seriously.

Good guy!
It's only been a few days in the imperial capital, and this little face is obviously rounder, and I don't know where Sima Zhantian took her to eat and drink.

"You are also going to meet friends. Da Zhan also went to meet some friends in the past two days, and all of them are sisters. Everyone is very enthusiastic."

Long Nannan said solemnly.

This works!
Ye Feng looked at Sima Zhantian, feeling confused all of a sudden, did this guy really not know, or was he just pretending to be stupid, and brought Long Nannan to meet his old friends?
It is certain that Sima Zhantian is definitely going to say goodbye to him.

But you are not good at bringing anyone, but you want to bring Long Nannan together, Ye Feng can even imagine that scene, Sima Zhantian said goodbye to the other girl in a serious manner, and Long Nannan unconsciously remembered another... .

"Wang, I don't have that, I just told them and left."

Seeing the strangeness in Ye Feng's eyes, Sima Zhantian hastily explained, but unfortunately, he didn't realize where he was wrong.

"Well done!"

Ye Feng said earnestly, he was not that interested in paying attention to Sima Zhantian's private life, he could only say that this guy might go further and further away on the road of being beaten by Feng Yuan.

"Who are you going to see?"

The corner of Hong Qingyan's mouth hehe, how could she not understand the meaning of those words.

"It has something to do with you, you'll know when you arrive."

Ye Feng pretended to be mysterious and said.

For this trip, Ye Feng only brought Hong Qingyan, Long Nannan, and Sima Zhantian with him. Anyway, the second headmaster had already said that the headmaster had arranged for a second hand before leaving. There will be another accident.

With such a large number of people, it is not that important, and if someone takes action against him, those people really can't count on them.

After an hour, a group of four finally arrived at their destination.

Headquarters of the Divine Doctor Sect of the Imperial City!

"I see, that Sister Yu is a genius doctor. Did you come to see her, Junior Martial Uncle? She really has something to do with Sister Qingyan."

Outside the gate, Long Nannan opened whichever pot she didn't mention.

"Ninny, your little uncle is his half-master, so it's normal to come to visit now."

Hong Qingyan said in a slightly sour tone.

Normal shit!

Ye Feng didn't bother to explain. Anyway, explaining to a woman is tantamount to covering up. He smiled lightly and said:

"walk into!"

It is said to be the headquarters of the Divine Doctor Sect, but it is actually a medicine tower.

The [-]-storey tower has a diameter of more than [-] meters and stands tall. Back then, Ye Feng entrusted his friend to establish the School of Divine Doctors, and the latter obviously followed the style of the Valley of the Medicine Gods.

Looking up, at the main entrance, there is a gold plaque with four characters engraved on it.

The benevolence of the doctor!
Ye Feng looked up and sighed in his heart.

Traditional medicine has a long way to go!
"Why does this handwriting look familiar?"

Hong Qingyan looked at the words on it with doubts on his face.

"Ha ha!"

"I said, girl, the branches of the Miracle Doctor Sect in various regions of Xuanyuan Kingdom have such a similar plaque. The familiarity you said is probably seen in a certain branch."

An elderly man in a white shirt passed by and said with emotion as he turned his head.

This is the door of the divine doctor!

There are tens of thousands of branches under the sect, not a school, but better than a school.

"No, I mean the words on it are familiar, like someone's handwriting."

Hong Qingyan shook his head and said.

Unexpectedly, these words immediately made the old man's face condense. He looked at Hong Qingyan seriously. Such a girl didn't look like someone who pretended to be famous, and said:
"Girl, don't make drafts for bragging. The so-called writing like a god's painting has a spirit. The four characters you see actually have a sense of righteousness in them. This is called leading the way. The person who wrote these four characters must be He is a benevolent master."

"I've been working in the miraculous doctor's school for at least four years. Don't say I've seen the master's original handwriting, and I don't even know which master's handwriting it is."

Therefore, the old man took it for granted that Hong Qingyan was trying to please the public.

Uh!all
Hong Qingyan's face turned red when she was told, she looked away at Ye Feng, only to find that he was laughing secretly, and suddenly realized.

No wonder it is familiar!
It's fine if you don't speak for me. Still smiling, Hong Qingyan stretched out two fingers and twisted Ye Feng's waist.

"Old man, if you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean he hasn't seen it."

In four years, the Miracle Doctor School has only been established for a total of five years.

This old man has been working in the headquarters of the Divine Doctor Sect in the Imperial City for four years. I don't know what his medical skills are, but his medical ethics can be justified. For such a person, Ye Feng is naturally willing to treat him with courtesy.

"That's the way it is, but some things must be seen to be believed to be true."

The old man did not deny Ye Feng's words, but he still did not believe his words.

"It's true. I don't know the old man's last name?"

What's the matter, want to make friends?

"My surname is Zhong, and my name is Chu Lan. The old man still has something to do, so I will take my leave."

After all, he was a medical student, and his body was very strong, so he quickly disappeared in front of several people.

"Husband, it seems that you are not a good master, you have been despised by others."

Zhong Chulan hurriedly got away, looking at the eyes of Ye Feng and the others, she didn't want to have any relationship with them, Hong Qingyan will return to the first army soon.

Let you just watch the joke!
"Normal, normal, so-so, I can write such words."

Long Nannan was very brazen and echoed Hong Qingyan.

"Isn't it nice not to know?"

Ye Feng didn't say much.

He is a doctor, but he is also a general, the supreme commander of the northern border.

(End of this chapter)