The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 211 What happened when Po Jun was a child (two in one, please subscribe)

Fa Zhi looked at Hao Jian who was proudly standing on top of the white snow, his eyes were full of disbelief.

He said in a dream, "God... God was really killed?"

A god who claims to be immortal and possesses an immortal body, is that all there is to it?
Hao Jian glanced at Fa Zhi, "You have only lived for 200 years, and you call yourself a god... Only a stupid monk like you will believe it."

Fa Zhi: "..."

What the hell, isn't living for 200 years worth boasting about?

Is the average life expectancy so long these days?

Hao Jian didn't bother to talk about the law, so he just sat cross-legged in the snow and began to meditate to adjust his breath and absorb the vitality of heaven and earth.

For him, this battle has gained a lot.

First of all, let Hao Jian figure out his own strength positioning in the world of "Fengyun", which has surpassed the realm of destroying hegemony, and has not yet reached the realm of exploding fortune.

At this time point, the Immortal God has not yet reached the strongest period, and the research and application of "Maha Wuliang" is still very shallow, and it is in its infancy...

That's why Hao Jian was able to win so easily.

Speaking of which, it’s been too long since the Immortal God Gou, who worked so hard for a hundred years to create "Heavenly Level Maha", but has never fought against a real strong person, and his application ability is still at the level of a primary school student...

No, when the staring method is ineffective, the means of the Immortal God will be stretched...

However, Feng and Yun in the original time and space, started from the "Heavenly Level Maha" with [-]% of the Immortal God, and then grew up all the way, and finally exerted the power of "Maha Infinite" to the point where time and space can be reversed...

In comparison, staring Dafa is too LOW...

So, we still have to fight!

……

Seeing Hao Jian adjusting his breath there, Fa Zhi felt mixed feelings...

He originally thought that if Hao Jian was not supported, he would use the method of "Growing Roots" to control God at the critical moment, but who knew that after OB for a long time, God died like this in the end.

"In this way, the poor monk's mission of 'sacrificing' has also failed!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha... the sky has eyes! The sky has eyes! The gods have really fallen, ha ha ha ha ha... Grandfather, parents, your spirits in the sky can rest in peace..." Suddenly, a voice came from afar. There was a long laugh.

Fa Zhi's expression froze, and he looked intently, a man in a blood-red war robe came to the west at some point.

In this white world, this figure is particularly eye-catching.

"Amitabha, come and stop!" Fazhi stopped in front of the man in the blood-red shirt without thinking, and looked at him cautiously.

The man in the blood-red shirt said in a deep voice, "Who are you?... Oh, I remember now, you are a subordinate of God and the successor of Master Fa Hai, right?"

Fa Zhi's heart moved, "How do you know?"

The man in the blood-red shirt stared at Fazhi, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about how I know, let me ask you, did God really fall? There is no chance of resurrection?"

Fazhi nodded expressionlessly and said: "The poor monk saw it with his own eyes, the god was killed, his body exploded into blood mist, and there was no bones left!"

The man in the blood-red shirt showed a relaxed expression on his face, and suddenly fell to his knees in the snow, "That's great! It's really great...Who killed God?"

Fazhi pointed to Hao Jian who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, "It's him."

The figure of the man in the blood-red shirt turned around, and solemnly bowed to Hao Jian's figure three times, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for eliminating harm in the martial arts world!"

Immediately, he stood up with a tired look on his face.

"In this way, I no longer need to wait for the legendary master Fa Hai to set up a lore... 20 years of sleepless nights, and today I can finally be free..."

Fa Zhi's heart moved, "The lore that the master said is on your side? Who are you?"

The man in the blood-red shirt smiled and said, "I am Meng Hen, the grandson of Meng Shan, Marshal Yama of the Ten Palaces! God ordered my grandfather to develop thousands of firearms a hundred years ago in order to dominate the martial arts world! Only God can do this. Knowing from Master Fahai, Master Fahai came to the tenth hall before his death and told my grandfather the true face of God..."

"From then on, my grandfather vowed not to hand over firearms to God, and he guarded against God day after day... After my grandfather passed away, my parents guarded them, and after my parents left, I guarded them alone, waiting hard for Master Fahai You are a man of destiny! I didn't expect that the god would really fall before the lore kicks in..."

Fazhi suddenly realized, and finally understood the origin of the secret method "Growing Roots on the Ground" created by the patriarch...

It's just that, as Meng Hen said, all of this disappeared with the fall of the god...

He took out a blood-red key from his pocket, and when he exhaled his true energy, he shattered it into crumbs and scattered it in the wind.

Meng Hen laughed heartily and said, "Let these firearms be buried under the glacier forever..."

"It's over! Hahahahaha..."

Laughing and laughing, Meng Hen yawned, and immediately fell down like this...

For 20 years without sleep or rest, he supported it all with his will!
Now that my mind is relaxed, I just fell down like this...

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Fazhi quickly helped him up and fed him a pill...

"Benefactor, you are too tired. From now on, you can rest with peace of mind... Poor monk, I can finally let go of all this and return to Jinshan Temple."

A few days later, Fa Zhi returned to Jinshan Temple to be his abbot, and Meng Hen returned to Yan Luo Temple to continue to be his marshal...

The fall of the Immortal God did not cause any waves in the world.

Because the God of Immortality does not leave the gate of Sou Shrine, the entire Sou Shrine is rarely known in today's arena.

As for Hao Jian... Being extremely bored, he was going to go to Jianzong.

"After all... In the world of "Shooting the Condors", I also established a dignified and humble sect! Now in the world of "Fengyun", isn't it natural for Jianzong to become a humble sect?"

Hao Jian felt...it was very reasonable for him to be the helm of this humble sect.

Well, the greater the power, the greater the power!

……

It is summer, and the whole wheat field is like a golden ocean.

Standing on the edge of the field, Mu Yingxiong was sitting on the edge of the wheat field, and the world-famous heroic sword was casually placed beside him.

He stared blankly at the wheat field with a dazed look on his face.

Suddenly, he stood up with a long body, and the heroic sword suddenly came out of its sheath and fell into his palm, and the aura of the emperor of ten thousand swords soared into the sky!

I saw countless wheat suddenly bent together, all towards the land occupied by Mu Yingxiong, just like Wan Zhu bowed his head when he was born...

"Kill the world!"

With a loud shout, he gathered all his true energy on the hero sword, and immediately swept it out!

In an instant, a terrifying sword aura more than ten feet long appeared in front of him.

Wherever the sword qi passed, countless golden wheats were brushed together...beheaded!

"A sword across the sky!"

"The sword is proud of the heroes!"

The "Sword of Killing Love" created by comprehending and creating one move from "Inexplicable Sword Art" unfolded in this wheat field.

After a few breaths, Mu Yingxiong stood with his sword in hand.

In front of him, countless ears of wheat piled up into a hill.

The corpses of the wheats are still standing, and the fracture is extremely smooth...

……

At night, Ying Xiong sat in front of the stone house, staring at the stars in the sky in a daze.

After a while, he picked up the Hero Sword beside him again, slowly pulled out the blade, and muttered to himself: "Hero Sword, are you also disappointed in me, the sword master..."

Although he lives in seclusion in a mountain village, he always pays attention to unknown news.

But now, Wuming's reputation has spread throughout the martial arts world, so much so that he can hear the news of Wuming's sword competition with a certain master in the mountain village...

At the door of the stone house, Xiao Yu looked at Ying Xiong's back, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.

She stepped forward slowly, hugged Ying Xiong from behind, and whispered: "Husband...you can do whatever you want."

Ying Xiong was startled, and said, "Xiaoyu...you..."

"Husband, you are a born king of swordsmanship, you shouldn't live such a life with a radiant heroic sword at such a young age." Xiaoyu said quietly, "I know, like cousin Yingming...is the one in your heart. Dream! Just, please don't leave me..."

Ying Xiong was so moved that he turned around and hugged Xiaoyu, smelling her fragrance, and said:

"Thank you... Xiaoyu! Let's go together!"

……

Beiyuan, this is a small town who does not want to be named.

Hao Jian walked into an inn.

As soon as he sat down, he ordered some side dishes and a pot of wine, and saw Ying Xiong and Xiao Yu coming in hand in hand.

Seeing Hao Jian, Ying Xiong and Xiao Yu's eyes lit up.

Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise: "Benefactor, why are you here?"

Hao Jian didn't expect to meet Mu Yingxiong and Xiaoyu here, so he smiled and said, "So it's you! It's fate to meet, come and sit down."

"Thank you benefactor!" The two walked over and sat down hand in hand.

Ying Xiong was very happy when he saw Hao Jian, and said with a smile, "Good morning, benefactor!"

Hao Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "Good morning? What's wrong? I'm not good at noon, not good in the afternoon, and not good in the evening, so it's good at noon?"

Ying Xiong froze for a moment, feeling a bit at a loss, before saying, "I'm sorry! It should be... hello!"

Hao Jian wanted to tease Ying Xiong, and then raised the bar and said, "Huh? Is that your fault? Or is it her fault? Oh, just me? Well, if it's just me, let me ask you, what do I have?" How good is it?"

Ying Xiong said helplessly: "That's right, it's just you! You are the best, very good, very, very good! Both my husband and wife and our second brother will remember your kindness... in our hearts!"

Hao Jian laughed, and said, "Brother Mu, why are you telling the truth? Since you know my goodness, you should not only keep it in your heart, but also talk about it, and say it three times a day, morning, evening, and evening!"

Mu Yingxiong: "..."

"Benefactor, where are you going?" Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Xiao Yu quickly changed the subject.

Hao Jian smiled and said, "Jianzong, how about you?"

Mu Yingxiong's heart moved, and he said eagerly, "I...we are also going to Jianzong! Benefactor, how about...we go together?"

Hao Jian happily said: "The crotch is on fire..."

Mu Yingxiong looked bewildered: "What... what do you mean?"

Hao Jian said slowly: "Crotch burning (of course) is fine!"

Mu Yingxiong: "..."

Xiao Yu couldn't help but smile coquettishly...

Well, a married woman is indeed different from a young girl...

……

Along the way, Mu Yingxiong wanted to ask Hao Jian for advice, but he didn't know how to ask.

Hao Jian naturally saw what Mu Yingxiong was thinking, but he was not in a hurry, and walked slowly every day.

After hesitating for several days in a row, Mu Yingxiong finally couldn't bear it any longer, and intentionally or unintentionally practiced sword skills in front of Hao Jian, hoping to get some advice from Hao Jian.

Hao Jian saw it, but continued to pretend not to know, and wanted me to guide you, yes, but you have to ask me!

On this day, Mu Yingxiong took advantage of the break to practice swordsmanship again, and specially chose a place where Hao Jian could see it, and performed his self-created "Swordsmanship of Killing Love" to the fullest.

While rehearsing, Mu Yingxiong's heart suddenly moved, "There is someone! This breath...is a bit familiar..."

He thought for a while, then suddenly remembered, "It's Jianhui's son, Po Jun! It seems that this is very close to Jianzong..."

Of course, Hao Jian also noticed Po Jun who was watching secretly, thought for a while, and said loudly: "Ying Xiong, do you know...the head of the Sword Sect, Jian Hui?"

As soon as Mu Yingxiong's sword stopped, he understood: "I know, not only do I know about Jian Hui, but I also know that he has a son, Po Jun! There was also a grievance!"

Hao Jian nodded and continued: "Have you ever had a grievance? Yes, let me tell you... that Po Jun, the son of the head of the Sword Sect, is a super evil person, and he has done countless evil things. Counting... is too much to count! Ying Xiong, Xiao Yu, if you meet, you must be careful!"

Mu Yingxiong was very cooperative when he heard the words: "Oh? I would like to hear the details!"

Hao Jian put on a look of righteous indignation and said: "You don't know! This Pojun peeped at the women in the village near Jianzong taking a bath at the age of three, forced the village girls to watch him take a bath at the age of four, and became even more unscrupulous at the age of five. The village girl peeked at him taking a bath with his father, and the seven-year-old forced the village girl to peek at their sword master brothers taking a bath together..."

Xiaoyu said that she could hardly listen anymore...

Mu Yingxiong lowered his head, his shoulders shrugged uncontrollably, obviously trying hard to suppress a smile.

"Nonsense! Who are you? How dare you slander me so much!" Po Jun, who was secretly watching, couldn't bear it anymore, shouted violently, and jumped out of the forest.

He had obtained the sect's information a long time ago, and when he heard that Hero Jian, whom he had missed in the past, had returned to his mother's house, he rushed over impatiently.

After all, it was the Heroic Sword that I had been licking since I was a child, even more times than the Juggernaut, but in the end, the Heroic Sword actively fell into the arms of Mu Yingxiong and Wuming...

This once made Po Jun feel disheartened!

Later, Wuming worshiped Jianzong, and seeing the heroic sword he had been dreaming of day and night and Wuming were like glue, the jealousy in his heart became more and more intense!

Afterwards, Wuming successfully broke through the reincarnation of the sword, recovered his martial arts, and went back to the Central Plains to stop Mu Yingxiong.

It was not until today that he saw the Hero Sword again. He couldn't help the longing in his heart, thinking that even if he couldn't get the heart of the Hero Sword... Jianjue, he would still have the body of the Hero Sword, but he heard such slanderous words!

Has Po Jun ever been wronged like this?

Hao Jian looked at Po Jun who was burning with anger, and laughed secretly that this guy didn't know that he was the one who scared him at the beginning, and immediately said righteously: "Don't think I don't know! Let me tell you, my distant cousin's in-law's neighbor's raised The third daughter of the dog's former owner was harmed by you!"

After listening in a daze, Po Jun bowed his head and counted with his fingers for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and shouted: "You're talking nonsense! I'm just bragging... Before I could do it, the elder brother brought a group of people to give me block up……"

Hao Jian roared angrily: "What do you know? When she heard the news that you were going to rob her by force, she was so scared that she jumped into the river!"

Po Jun was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale, and he didn't dare to answer: "Really...really?"

……

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