From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 74: Collecting the Red Lotus Karma Fire! (Please read on~~)

"The so-called armor-piercing is to make the arrow spin at high speed, making the tip sharper, thereby increasing the arrow's penetration ability."

Wu Fengdeng's mind was flooded with information about [Break Armor], and at the same time, he felt relieved and enlightened.

He then waved his hand to dispel the illusion, put an arrow on the bow, and slowly pulled the bow open.

The blood surged and rolled in the body, following the trajectory of [Break Armor] faster and faster, and dark red air currents lingered around the arms.

The arrow shot out suddenly, piercing through the one-foot-thick wooden target in an instant, and then nailed to the wall, stirring up the gravel powder.

After two full breaths, the arrow finally stopped moving and remained stuck in the wall, tilted.

"After penetrating the wooden target, it can still leave a small hole in the wall. This kind of armor-piercing power should be able to directly break most shields and armor. If used with the must, it can be said to be invincible."

Wu Fengdeng pulled out the arrow, estimated the depth, and smacked his lips in amazement.

squeak~
At this moment, the gate of the courtyard opened.

Yang Jianwen, dressed in a red robe, walked in slowly.

After leaving the battlefield, she took off the armor she had been wearing all day and wore a slightly loose red robe embroidered with floating clouds in gold thread. Her long hair was draped behind her, and her face was plain and cold without any makeup.

Although he is not wearing armor, his restrained determination is even more awe-inspiring.

"General Yang!"

It was the first time Wu Fengdeng had seen her in many days, and he quickly bowed to her.

Then Baoer walked past him, swept away the fallen leaves and dust on the stone table in the yard, and looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

"sit down."

Yang Jianwen raised his arm to collect his robe and sat upright. Wu Fengdeng also nodded and sat opposite him.

"I have been cultivating myself in seclusion these days and have not been concerned with worldly affairs. It is inevitable that some clowns will cause trouble. Fortunately, you are here to stand up for the personal guards today."

"I heard from Bao'er that you are worried about your life. You are very thoughtful. Please give me your hand."

She got straight to the point without much further ado.

Wu Fengdeng had gotten used to her style over the days and quickly reached out his hand.

Yang Jianwen pointed out his index finger and slid it lightly across the palm of his hand. Wherever his slightly cool finger passed, there was a strong burning sensation, leaving faint red lines.

Wu Fengdeng pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little pain.

Fortunately, he had once added some [Steel Hands] to his [Craftsmanship], so the skin and flesh on his palms were very firm, able to withstand a trace of spiritual energy from Yang Jianwen's Zhenwu realm.

She happened to raise her eyes and saw that although Wu Fengdeng was frowning, his hands were still held steady. There was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

After ten breaths, stop.

There was already a simple red fire pattern shape on the palm of Wu Fengdeng's hand, which then slowly dissipated until it disappeared without a trace.

"What you just drew is a trace of my original fire. With your blood and energy, it can be transformed into the Red Lotus Karma Fire."

"However, at your current state, the summoning fire is only at its weakest state, and it is not infinite. The amount I implanted in you can block a blow from the Qi Conservation Realm. If the fire pattern disappears, then it will be completely useless."

"It's up to you where you want to use it."

Yang Jianwen introduced slowly, and Wu Fengdeng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard it.

It was actually the red lotus fire!

When she had the decisive battle with Le Ji Le Xiang that day, the power of the red lotus fire made him unforgettable for a long time.

The fact that Yang Jianwen was willing to give up a bit of her original fire showed how much she valued cultivation!

"Thank you, General!"

"Don't mention the word thank you again. Just give it a try."

"it is good."

Wu Fengdeng used the Bing Fa Jue (Mechanical Conquest Technique) and some Qi and blood flowed down his arms and gathered in his left hand.

Boom~
With a muffled sound, Wu Fengdeng's face was suddenly covered by red light. The burning red lotus fire was terrifying, but he felt an incomparable sense of affinity.

Use your own qi and blood to stimulate it, and this is your own fire.

After struggling for so long, Old Wu finally has a way to save his life and finally has his own "grandfather"!
God knows how nervous he has been these days. He dares not go out without a sword.
"Wu Fengdeng."

Then Yang Jianwen changed the subject and said slowly: "You are also aware of the current situation. There are many villains around Lord Wei, and the country has long been in tatters."

"I want to reorganize the army. I can help the king to eliminate the traitors, or I can protect the Yang Mansion. What do you think?"

"me?"

Wu Fengdeng was stunned and looked surprised. He didn't expect that Yang Jianwen would actually ask for his opinion.

He pondered for a moment, then said, "I think it would be wise for the general to reorganize the army and use it for his own purposes, but it would be better for him to lead the army away and stay away from Weiguo."

After these words came out, not only Bao Er, but even Yang Jianwen frowned slightly, and turned suspicious: "What did you say?"

Wu Fengdeng quickly explained: "The situation has become clear recently. The king intends to reduce your military power. Although there are slanders from villains, the root cause is that the king himself has this idea."

"As the saying goes, your achievements are so great that they frighten the ruler. You are too powerful now, and any king would be afraid of you."

"Moreover, the Wei State has long been in decline, the king is weak, the people are poor, it is like a dead tree, watering and fertilizing it is useless, it is better to give up as soon as possible."

Yang Jianwen took a deep breath and said coldly, "The Wei Kingdom is weak, and this is the time when the Yang Mansion can turn the tide. How can we escape from the battlefield?"

“You see yourself as a savior, but others see you as a hot potato, and if you show any sign of fatigue, they will be more excited than the enemy in the enemy country.”

"As long as you are alive, they will not be able to sleep or eat."

"So if you really care about the Yang family, it's best for you to leave with your entire family. The honor of protecting the country cannot become a shackle that imprisons you."

Wu Fengdeng didn't want Yang Jianwen to repeat Yue Fei's tragic fate, so he persuaded her to leave.

Of course, he also supported the rebellion, but the loyal Yang Jianwen would never agree to it, so he could only settle for the next best thing and persuade him to leave.

"General, Wu Fengdeng is tired from practicing today, so he may be a little confused. Please don't take it to heart."

Baoer's eyes trembled slightly and he hurried forward to smooth things over.

Yang Jianwen stared at Wu Fengdeng deeply, with a slightly complicated expression on his cold and beautiful face.

After a long time, she said nothing more and stood up and walked away.

"You are tired. Rest as soon as possible. You will be the vanguard in the fight against bandits at Xushan tomorrow."

He left only a few words.

"Here."

Wu Fengdeng bowed and saw him off, his face remaining calm.

……

Bluestone ramp.

"General, Wu Fengdeng has been practicing very hard recently. He practices until midnight every day to help you share your worries. He doesn't get enough rest, so it's inevitable that he will be confused at times."

"What he just said was completely unintentional and there is absolutely no suspicion of treason."

"I am willing to guarantee him. Wu Fengdeng has no second thoughts. If not, I am willing to die with him!"

Bao'er followed Yang Jianwen quickly, looking very anxious, and was already somewhat unable to maintain her manners.

Suddenly, Yang Jianwen stopped and looked at her.

"Do I mean to blame him?"

"You...didn't..."

Yang Jianwen looked a little helpless, raised his hand, and said slowly: "Wu Fengdeng has unique insights and is a great talent. I asked you to interact with him more often. I never thought that you would be so upset now. You were not like this before."

"The slave is guilty."

"Whether it's a crime or not is another matter. Just make it up to yourself."

She slowed down her pace, her red robe fluttering gently in the breeze.

"I have drawn up a list and ordered you to send someone to gather the families of the soldiers on the list within three days. This will be announced to the public as a reward from the Yang Mansion..."

(End of this chapter)