My Sons And Daughters Are All God-Level Awakened, And The Pressure Is On Me

After hearing this, Hong Yidao glanced at the mulberry tea in his hand.

He glanced at Dabai not far away, and finally his eyes fell on Zhenbao Fengling.

"Brother Yang, you are too humble. You don't have absolute strength. Even if these opportunities are in front of you, ordinary people have no ability to take them away!"

"This sentence is correct. I have been in Ruicheng for more than ten years. Although I am also a master now, I have never gotten a decent treasure. After all, I am still too weak. Zhao Jun also let out a cry at this time emotion.

Seeing that everyone was a little depressed, Yang Ming said quickly.

"What are you doing, everyone, today is a good day, don't think about unhappy things.

"Everyone drinks tea, if you don't drink tea, the taste will change."

After that, he directly raised the mulberry tea and made a gesture of invitation.

After several people heard the voice, they all nodded slightly, then picked up the mulberry tea and tasted it slowly.

Every time you take a sip, there will be a hint of enjoyment on the faces of everyone.

Give enough face to Yang Ming, the master family.

Halfway through drinking the tea, Yang Ming looked at several people and asked, "Brothers, I haven't risen for a long time, and I don't know much about the upper class of Ruicheng. I don't know where there are good craftsmen in Ruicheng?"

Acquired Lingbao is not something that can be created casually.

This is a very powerful special skill.

A person who masters this skill is also called a craftsman.

The number of refining masters is extremely rare, so their status is distinguished.

Even the poorest craftsman's craftsman has the same status as a great master of the human race.

"Brother Yang, I know a fairly powerful craftsman. You will give the things to me later, and I promise to bring you back a very powerful Houtian Lingbao in a few days." Hong Yidao stood up at this time said

"Then please trouble Brother Hong. I heard that the fee for a craftsman to make a move is very expensive. You can just tell me how much you need at that time." Yang Ming said, clasping his fists.

"What money is not money, brother, don't cheat on me." Hong Yidao refused in a relaxed tone.

"No, no, the money must be paid!" Yang Mingtu said hastily.

Hong Yidao became anxious when he heard it.

I saw him say with a strong attitude.

"Brother, if you are so clear about right and wrong, then you can also charge for the cup of mulberry tea in my hand."

Now that we've talked about this, what else can Yang Ming do.

The two eyes were staring like a copper bell, and if 06 insisted on giving the money, even if he entered with a knife, he might rush out of the door.

"Then I won't be polite, thank you Brother Hong!!" Seeing this situation, Yang Ming accepted the other party's kindness.

But in the end he still said, "Brother Hong, if you encounter anything in the future, you can also come to me, Yang Ming will do my part!"

"That's right. The four of us are the masters of the Dahong Martial Art Museum. We are in a relationship where everyone is prosperous and everyone is hurt. It is also necessary to help each other. Besides, once this spirit treasure is formed

That increases the combat power of our Dahong Martial Arts Hall. As the owner of the hall, I must help. "

Hong Yidao was worthy of being the owner of the Dahong Martial Arts Hall. After waking up from the shock just now, his words and demeanor were filled with the demeanor of the Da Hong Martial Arts Hall owner.

"This matter is indeed worthy of celebration. In the entire Ruicheng, only the No. 1 Jilei martial arts gym has a great master. When this spiritual treasure is formed, our martial arts gym will be ranked first!"

Zhao Jun also said with a smile at this time.

Feng Ling is undoubtedly a very precious beast treasure.

But none of the three asked Yang Ming where this thing came from.

It's not that you don't dare to ask, but you can't ask.

After all, for warriors, some secrets cannot be revealed.

Yang Ming's ability to take out things can be said to trust them very much.

"Let's talk about the ranking of the martial arts hall later, brother Yang has brought out a good treasure for everyone to taste, so should we also take this opportunity to show our own way?"

After all, this is also the purpose of our coming here today?"

When Hong Yidao said these words again, there was a gleam in his eyes.

The Tao of the master is the artistic conception.

Among the four people present, he was the most mature.

Just now because he saw the treasure that Yang Ming took out, he lost his composure,

So this time he decided to use his own way to stabilize his image in everyone's mind.

"The three of you are sword practitioners, so let me, the sword master, talk about it first!"

When Zhao Jun spoke, he had already put the sword behind him on the table.

This sword looks big and wide, it should be a kind of epee, and there is a line of words engraved on the hilt of the sword, "Where the sword goes, the one who wins is invincible!"

"This sword is called 'Wufeng', it is an S-grade alloy weapon, and it is also the weapon I use now."

"My father is a swordsman, so I have been with swords since I was a child. When I was seven years old, I had my first sword. I remember it clearly. It was a wooden sword. Since then, I have I swung my sword thousands of times a day. When I was 15 years old, I achieved a small amount of swordsmanship. At 20 years old, I achieved great swordsmanship. At 30 years old, my swordsmanship was perfect. It may be because this road has gone so smoothly.

Having said that, he suddenly paused, and then sighed.

When Yang Ming heard this.

I don't know what to say anymore.

The sword technique that Zhao Jun mentioned just now is a high-level sword-type martial skill, similar to the nine-fold thunder knife

7 to 30 years old.

It took the other party a total of 23 years to practice a book of high-level martial arts to perfection.

However, it took so long.

He even felt that he was walking along the road very smoothly, and he was a genius.

If Yang Ming said at this time.

It only takes a few days for me.

The saber technique has been practiced to perfection.

I don't know if the other party will go crazy after hearing it.

"What about Lao Zhao then?" Wang Porridge listened very seriously, seeing that Zhao Jun just sighed and didn't speak, so he asked directly.

Zhao Jun cleared his throat when he heard the words, and continued, "After the sword was perfected at the age of 30, for the next 20 years, I was still unable to perceive the artistic conception of the sword, and missed the golden age of warriors. Comprehending the artistic conception, there is already a tendency to become a demon, but just when I was about to become a demon, my swordsman father passed away suddenly. When I knelt in front of his grave, I seemed to have unloaded some burden and directly realized the artistic conception.

"After thinking about it carefully, I finally understood why I haven't been able to comprehend the artistic conception these years. It should be because my obsession is too deep. I wanted too much to prove myself to my swordsman father, so I fell into a strange circle. After my father died, The obsession disappears, and the artistic conception is self-contained."

Yang Ming's pupils trembled after hearing this.

Good guy, is the artistic conception really so difficult to comprehend?

It took more than 50 years to practice swords, but in the end, he still needed to kill his father to prove the Tao.

Why did I comprehend the artistic conception of the knife after I casually fought with the big scorpion?

"Lao Zhao mourns." Hong Yidao said.

"My condolences." Wang Porridge said.

"Brother Zhao's condolences." Yang Ming echoed.

After Zhao Jun finished speaking, he stepped back.

Wang Porridge also stood up at this time

First, I will introduce my own weapons, and then I will talk about my enlightenment experience.

On the road to comprehend artistic conception.

He also had ups and downs, and the degree of distortion in the process was not even worse than that of Zhao Jun.

After Wang Porridge finished speaking, the eyes of several people were fixed on Yang Ming.

Hong Yidao has already comprehended the Dacheng Sword Intent.

as the strongest.

He deserved to be last.

Yang Ming saw that several people were looking at him.

His eyes were a little embarrassed.

I rely on.

How could I forget this.

My sword is still in the body of the Hercules Demon Bull, what can I do!

Weapons are the most important partners of warriors.

Therefore, when the two of them introduce their experiences, they will first introduce the weapons in their hands.

Of course, Yang Ming can also bypass this process, but doing so will leave a reputation for disrespecting weapons.

As a swordsman, if you don't respect the knife in your hand, even if they don't say anything on the surface, they will call you a piece of rubbish in their hearts.

Hong Yidao seemed to see the embarrassment in Yang Ming's eyes.

So he stood up and said.

"This is Brother Yang's home, Brother Yang should be the finale, let me talk about it first!"

After all, Hong Yidao also pulled out the saber behind him.

The blade was red, and it looked as if it had been soaked in a pool of blood. Several people even felt a faint smell of blood pouring into their nostrils.

"This knife is called 'Blood Fiend'. It is an SS-grade alloy weapon. This knife has been with me for many years. Because it has killed too many beasts, the knife has a bloody smell all the year round."

"Good knife, this is really a peerless good knife."

Zhao Jun and Wang Porridge had obviously seen this knife before, so there was no disturbance in their hearts.

These two people have met, but Yang Ming has not.

As a swordsman, he can tell whether a knife is good or bad at a glance.

Compared with other people's weapons, my sword seems to be picked up from a garbage dump.

Too shabby and totally unhandy.

Hong Yidao took a deep breath and was just about to explain his way.

I heard Zhao Jun say suddenly.

"Of the four people present, only you, Lao Hong, have comprehended Dacheng Saber Intent. Why don't you tell us what Dacheng Saber Intent is? Maybe we can understand it or not."

"It's okay to do it, but this thing can only be understood, not expressed in words. Even if you listen to it, there is a high probability that you will not understand it in the end. It's like reading a book without words!" Hong Yidao said in a deep voice.

"Let's talk about it, anyway, it won't waste much time." Zhao Jun insisted.

"Brother Hong, tell me, I also want to hear what Dacheng artistic conception is!" Yang Ming also showed curiosity.

"Tell me!" Wang Porridge echoed.

After Hong Yidao glanced at the three of them, he said slowly, "Okay, then I'll talk more today, don't blame me if you don't understand!

"Who will blame you, tell me quickly!" Zhao Jun said anxiously.

Under everyone's gaze, Hong Yidao slowly stretched out his right hand, and then he looked at the three of them and asked seriously.

"What did you see?"

"What did you see? I saw hands and five fingers." Zhao Jun replied without thinking.

After Wang Porridge pondered for a moment, he finally said slowly, "I only saw the palm, and nothing else!"

"Look at me and tell you that you don't understand!"

Hong Yidao didn't feel any surprise after hearing this, but when he turned his eyes to Yang Ming.

The pupils dilated instantly, and the eyes were more surprised than picking up a gold ingot.

Hong Yidao's abnormality immediately attracted the attention of the other two.

When Zhao Jun and Wang Porridge also set their sights on Yang Ming.

There was a surprise in the eyes, as if the sky and the earth had collapsed.

Yang Ming in sight.

His eyes were fixed on Hong Yidao's palm, and his eyebrows didn't even blink.

There is still a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere permeating the whole body.

Zhao Jun looked at Yang Ming and asked in shock, "Brother Yang must have realized the epiphany of martial arts, right?"

Martial Dao epiphany is a particularly miraculous state of cultivation, which is a test of the martial artist's talent.

It is difficult for a person with poor talent to enter martial arts epiphany once in a lifetime.

Talented people may drink tea and see

Reported, also epiphany.

Every time the epiphany ends, the warrior's strength will be greatly improved.

So this state is also a kind of cultivation state that warriors dream of.

"It should be the epiphany of martial arts. When I was young, I was fortunate enough to experience a epiphany of martial arts. It is exactly the same as Brother Yang's performance now. After that epiphany, my cultivation

All the martial arts cheats that have been refined have been improved by several levels!" Hong Yidao also said with envy.

"It seems that I have to buy you a drink after the epiphany is over, but then again, everyone is looking at the same hand, why didn't I have a martial arts epiphany? This is too hurtful

upset. "Zhao Jun said with a mournful face.

"What else could be the reason? It must be because your talent is not as good as my brother's!" Hong Yidao explained for him.

Zhao Jun: "

When the two are talking.

Yang Ming's body.

Suddenly, a particularly sharp breath erupted.

This breath is like a 383 supreme sword, directly cutting the surrounding space to pieces.

It even forced the surrounding void to make a 'woo woo woo' sound of begging for mercy.

next second.

The 'Blood Fiend' sword beside Hong Yidao.

He also began to tremble violently.

The same is true for the saber in Wang Porridge's hand.

Seeing this scene, several people looked at each other.

A few words came to mind.

Dacheng Daoyi!

"Old Hong, look at me and say what I said is right. You should talk more about the Dacheng artistic conception. Brother Yang will understand it after listening to it?

There is only one step left, maybe what we are witnessing today is the birth of the future peak. "Zhao Jun said excitedly.

"Brother Yang can comprehend Dacheng Sword Intent. This should have nothing to do with what I did just now. It should be realized by himself after he fell into the state of martial arts epiphany." Hong Yidao didn't grab it.

Credit, but told the actual situation.

"It can't be said that it has nothing to do with it. After all, it is because of you that my brother fell into the state of martial arts epiphany." Wang Porridge said suddenly at this moment.

"Everyone, don't worry about this, but after all, Brother Yang has comprehended Dacheng Saber Intent, so why hasn't he ended his epiphany?" Hong Yidao looked at him motionless.

Yang Ming moved, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"Who knows, maybe Brother Yang is still comprehending other martial arts!"

As soon as Zhao Jun finished speaking, he immediately felt a different breath.

Suddenly filled the living room.

After this aura appeared, Zhao Jun's 'Wufeng' sword also began to tremble violently.

Zhao Jun looked puzzled after seeing this scene.

But when he felt this breath with his heart, his body trembled violently.

In the end, he could only hear his inarticulate shout of excitement.

"My God, the sword intent, it's the sword intent... Brother Yang has not only comprehended the sword intent, but also the sword intent. He is a genius, a true martial arts genius!"

Hong Yidao and Wang Porridge at the side heard the voice.

There was also a deep shock in his eyes.

At the same time, he practiced two kinds of weapons, swords and knives.

This kind of human arrogance only exists in legends.

I didn't expect to be met by myself and others today.

The world is just crazy.

Especially Hong Yidao.

His eyes were the most shocked.

He at this time.

I am extremely grateful that I invited Yang Ming to join my Dahong Martial Arts.

No, I'm so happy.

I have to drink some tea to calm my shock!

"Old Zhao, can you feel what level Brother Yang's sword intent has reached?"

"Wait a moment." Zhao Jun closed his eyes and felt the terrifying aura permeating Yang Ming's body with his heart, and finally he only heard him say in a trembling voice, "Da...Dacheng Sword Intent, brother Yang comprehended the Dacheng Sword Intent!"

After Hong Yidao heard the sound, the tea in his mouth almost spewed out.

But considering the price and efficacy of this thing, he quickly swallowed it back.

"Dacheng Sword Intent, how is this possible, Lao Zhao, you can't perceive it wrong, right?"