Fortune Teller

Three poles in the sun.

Du Zhiqiu led a group of sergeants to the high platform.

Two sergeants wearing heavy armor stepped forward, energy surged around their bodies, and they said loudly: "General Lan is accepting disciples today. There are no requirements or restrictions, but they must be talented and intelligent, and they must not be treacherous or evil."

As he spoke, a picture scroll was opened.

The warriors around the high platform quickly raised their heads and looked.

The picture scroll is a set of martial arts moves, passed down from Gu Xiuyun. This set of martial arts has a total of one thousand and twenty-four moves. It is extremely complicated, but also very powerful.

Lan Chonghe practiced hard for half a year and could only barely comprehend the first hundred moves.

There are a total of thirty-six moves in the scroll at this moment, which together form a powerful martial art.

"The rules are very simple. Within three days, you must practice the moves in the scroll with all your strength. After three days, you will compete with the moves without using your true energy. The final winner will have the opportunity to worship General Lan."

The sergeant behind Du Zhiqiu took out a dozen scrolls and hung them around the high platform so that all the warriors could clearly see them.

Soon, people began to practice, including an old man and a young man.

"What a powerful martial art. Without the method of using Qi, the power of the moves alone is extraordinary. If you can get the method of using Qi, you can even fight across borders."

"Thirty-six moves, each move is exquisite. When combined with each other, it is an extremely powerful killing method. Even if I can't become a disciple of General Lan, I can learn this martial arts. It's not in vain for me to come here."

"Wonderful, really wonderful, every move is extremely mysterious, as if there is only one move and no other way, but thirty-six moves can be combined together. Who created such exquisite martial arts?"

The warriors around the high platform had just understood a few moves and couldn't help but marvel.

…

On the top of the hanging beam, Lan Chonghe lowered his eyebrows and stared down.

It is not difficult to practice the thirty-six moves. What is difficult is how to integrate them into one and use them freely. Everyone will soon discover that the thirty-six moves are not simply performed in sequence.

If used in reverse order, or disrupted and reorganized, the power is equally extraordinary, and in some cases, it can even produce better effects.

"One thousand and twenty-four moves, even Ning Jun may not be able to master them. Who created such a powerful martial arts?" Lan Chonghe whispered in his heart.

This martial art is extremely mysterious. Not to mention that Gu Xiuyun is only in the second level of innate realm. Even if he is in the sixth level, he may not be able to create it. Lan Chonghe subconsciously ruled out the possibility of Gu Xiuyun creating his own martial arts.

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The side of the high platform.

An old man and a young man stared closely at the picture scroll, sometimes waving their arms and wandering unsteadily. Each move was divided into nine moves. After one move was completed, the next move was naturally derived, as if there was no need to control the mind, the body instinct 's reaction.

"This martial arts is far more powerful than my Thirty-six-way Tiger-Slaying Sword," the old man exclaimed repeatedly, "Fu'er, you must practice hard. At your age, if you can master this martial arts in three days, You can definitely become the disciple of General Lan.”

"Fu'er understands."

The young man became more and more diligent.

In addition to the old and the young, there are also many young people among the warriors around, ranging from seven or eight years old to fifteen or sixteen years old. They are all wearing fancy clothes and have majestic heads.

Compared with warriors in their thirties and forties, they have greater hope of becoming Lan Chonghe's disciples. After all, most people will not accept too old people as disciples.

…

While everyone was practicing martial arts diligently, a figure appeared not far away.

Lan Chonghe turned around to look if he felt something.

The old master of Blackwater Castle holds a black water thorn in his hand and his eyes are bright and reserved. He seems to be just an ordinary 80-year-old man. However, he is full of energy and his feet are steady and steady, which shows that he is extremely powerful.

The old master of Blackwater Castle is also at the ninth level. The last three levels are as difficult as climbing to the sky and have stopped countless powerful people. Only seven people in the entire Ao Kingdom have surpassed this level, and the rest are stuck at the ninth level.

Of those seven people, five stayed at the tenth level and two reached the eleventh level.

A twelfth-level warrior... there is not one person to be found in the entire Ao country.

"Master of Blackwater Castle!"

Lan Chonghe narrowed his eyes and held the silver-white sword tightly, "You came here today to fight me?"

"Yes," the Lord of Blackwater Castle nodded slightly, "I heard that you worshiped Gu Ximing's sect and disappeared for half a year. You must have improved your strength by recruiting disciples with such great fanfare. I want to give it a try."

"Wait a minute, I have to take action first," a rough voice came from the distance. Lan Chonghe and the master of Heishui Castle turned to look. The master of the Twelve Green Forest States, dressed in green robes and wearing a green crown, came at a very fast speed. Approaching Xuanliang Mountain, "I have always been at odds with the imperial court. I have been fighting with Mr. Lan for a long time. I will come first in this battle."

"Who am I talking about? It turns out to be Master Xie," Lan Chonghe glanced at the middle-aged man in green robes and said softly, "You two want to test my skills, so you might as well join forces to fight, saving me a lot of effort. "

"What a strong tone," the Lord of Blackwater Castle looked coldly, "It's a pity that you are not worthy."

Mr. Xie chuckled twice, his face full of sarcasm.

In the past ten years, Lan Chonghe has repeatedly conquered Blackwater Castle and the Twelve Green Forest States. The three have fought several times. The master of Blackwater Castle has always had the upper hand. Although Master Xie is slightly behind, he is still slightly better than Lan Chonghe.

Among them, the Qimen acupoint was injured.

After many battles, the master of Blackwater Castle and the Xie family have always had the upper hand. Naturally, they will not take Lan Chonghe seriously. They do not believe how much progress Lan Chonghe can make in just half a year.

When you reach the ninth level, it is difficult to improve even a little bit, because that is already the limit for ordinary mortals. Lan Chonghe, Master Xie, and Lord Blackwater Castle are all extremely talented people, and they can reach the ninth level in just a few decades. level.

From now on, it cannot be achieved by talent, and you must rely on external things to improve your limits.

Lan Chonghe hummed lowly, and was about to start a fight with the two, when suddenly a loud eagle cry came to his ears.

The three of them looked up.

In the sky, a giant eagle with a width of two feet was hovering. Its feathers were black and red, and its eyes were like sharp blades, staring at the three people on the ground.

"Red-blooded Black Eagle?!"

Mr. Xie was shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Why did this condor appear in Xuanliang Mountain?" Lan Chonghe couldn't help but tremble.

The red-blooded black eagle is a variant of the eagle clan. It has a huge body, its wings are two to three feet wide when spread, and its combat power is comparable to that of a first-class warrior of the third level.

There are only two red-blooded black eagles in the entire Ao country. One is by Ning Jun's side, and the other is kept in the palace as the mount of the leader of Ao country.

In this world where even the innate warriors cannot fly into the sky and the gods cannot come out, the red-blooded black eagle is an immortal existence. It can soar to a height of thousands of feet and escape to any place, even the innate warriors can't do anything about it.

The appearance of the red-blooded black eagle here means that Ning Jun may also be here.

Facing the most powerful Xiantian warrior in Ao country, the terrifying existence of the fourth level of Xiantian realm, the three ninth-level warriors felt horrified.