The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

Chapter 178 Martial God

"Is this really just a suit of armor? There's no one in it?"

The martial artist holding the spear looked at the figure in golden armor under the moonlight in despair, with arrogance surging on his body. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief, as if the knowledge he had established in the first half of his life had been shattered by impact, and was thrown to the ground and trampled on. .

"No one, that's just a suit of armor!"

The old man with sad eyes looked at the water and fire stick that had been broken into two pieces in his hand, and then looked up at the appearance of the young man. The depression in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

It seems that it is not that the martial arts he learned is easy to learn, nor is it that he has little talent and knowledge, it is actually that the armor is not a thing of the world, but belongs to heaven and man, and it is nothing more than that they, who are still ordinary warriors, cannot defeat it.

"have you seen?"

After a fight, the gunman who had been beaten to pieces asked reluctantly.

Underneath the armor he hoped for now was a martial arts master who was proficient in all eighteen martial arts. The fight with him just now was just to play with him, otherwise it would be too shocking.

"I know what you are thinking. Don't think about it. There is nothing inside. If you don't believe it, you can go up and knock twice after the beating is over!"

"this is okay too?"

Hearing this, the warrior holding the spear was stunned. Isn't this too rude? After all, this is someone who learned everything about him in an hour and defeated him in turn, even though it was a pair of armor.

"That one doesn't mind such little things!"

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the golden-armored figure fighting against his old friend holding a pair of swords in the razed mountain forest, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"Here we go again, what a terrifying talent. Lao Li has been thinking about the Red Maple Sword for half his life, and in just a short time, he has mastered it!"

"What a terrifying talent, but luckily it's armor. If it were a human, it would be really disappointing!"

This place was specially chosen to be far away from human habitation. Many warriors who could frighten tigers and leopards in the forest with just their aura looked at the golden-armored figures flying like dragons in the field and couldn't help but admire them. However, some people couldn't control their little hearts. thought,

"No matter what kind of technique it is, if it can be passed down from generation to generation, it will surely create a family that can overwhelm the Jin Dynasty within a hundred years!"

As soon as these words came out, the mountain forest, where people were talking in low voices everywhere, suddenly fell into silence, with only the sound of gold and iron clashing with swords.

"You guys are watching what I do, I'm just saying it!"

Wufu, who had just lost his mind and said what he was thinking for a moment, was stared at so hard that his whole body was numb. A layer of cold sweat broke out from his back unconsciously. He laughed twice and explained.

"You'd better just say it!"

As the leader of the city defense of Anqing Prefecture, the captain glanced at the warrior who spoke out, with an unkind look on his face.

"Don't have thoughts that you shouldn't have. Don't cause trouble for yourself or the people behind you. If you don't want to live anymore, you can commit suicide!"

"Master Cheng, I just said it unintentionally!"

Looking at the captain's armor that symbolized authority on the opponent's body, the warrior who had just made the rude remarks was sweating profusely. He lowered his head and smiled and said, although they are both warriors in the Gangsha realm, their futures are clear at a glance, and there is no comparison.

"Then I will treat your words as unintentional, but I will also tell you in advance that the owner of this divine armor, his brother is now powerful in the Jin Dynasty!"

The captain snorted coldly. Sitting in his current position, he had the habit of reading the Di newspaper regularly. He was well aware of the major events happening in the Jin Dynasty.

After that man was transferred from the capital to the frontier, he killed many people both externally and internally. Correspondingly, his prestige among the local people increased day by day. According to investigations, there were already many People began to enshrine his longevity tablets in their homes.

Northern Xinjiang, which was originally a little unsettled, has become more stable because of the arrival of that man. Those barbarian kings who have gone too far and invaded the pastures have already begun to give in.

"Yes, yes, thank you for the warning, sir. I will definitely keep it in mind, little one!"

Looking at the other warriors around him who had distanced themselves from him, and even some friends who had been with him before but now didn't even look at him, the warrior felt so regretful that his intestines were blue.

His thoughts were normal. Who wouldn't want this kind of magical thing? There was a person here who had such thoughts, but he didn't think about it and said what he was thinking.

"snort!"

Even though the other party had lowered his stance and apologized in a low voice, the captain still didn't give him a good look. He organized this fight. If something went wrong in the future, it would definitely be tied to him, and he didn't want to Provoked the Duke Chengwen who had already become a powerful figure in Northern Xinjiang.

In the city of Anqing Prefecture, which is less than fifty miles away from this deserted place, in the empty and lonely courtyard, firebirds spread their wings, crisp vines snake and climb on the walls or pillars like snakes and pythons, and peach and plum fruit trees stretch out. Turning branches and leaves, one day is a season, fruitful and luxuriant.

In this courtyard, which is located in a bustling city but looks like a deep mountain valley, the young man spreads his limbs and moves unconsciously. His hands stretch out, sometimes with his palms together like a knife, sometimes with his fingers like a sword. Wherever he passes, thick stones are thrown. The bricks broke neatly, and the vines that grew wantonly exploded in pieces.

"Wonderful, so wonderful!"

Feng Qing'an's consciousness was immersed in Minglongjia. He did not interfere with Minglongjia's confrontation with the group of summoned warriors. He just settled down and pondered over Minglongjia's martial arts understanding and experience summary.

This armor with a pure mind opens everything to him. He can read Minglongjia's insights and experiences on martial arts at any time, and can even experience the feeling of competing with warriors from a first-person perspective.

This benefited Feng Qing'an so much that in just a few days, he no longer even needed the assistance of the Minglong Armor, he was able to perfectly control his own power, and with just his fists and feet, he could reach a distance of several feet in the air. They can all exert lethal energy.

Feng Qing'an was in a good mood these past few days because he was enjoying the good things. Therefore, he didn't care even if some people had undue thoughts about Minglongjia.

It is unrealistic for a martial artist to stop thinking about magic weapons when he sees them, just like asking a man to stop thinking evil thoughts when he sees the beauty of the world. As long as he does not take action, it is good. If he dares to take action, he can teach him with his backhand. These reckless people behave like this.

However, the good times are always short-lived. Fighting with martial artists in actual combat can make Minglongjia advance rapidly in martial arts skills. However, with more and more Gangsha realm martial artists, the benefits gained plummet.

When fighting Jiangbei, the first martial artist in the Gangsha Realm, it took Minglongjia a whole night to master his "meaning". When fighting the captain, it took Minglongjia half the time. Do the same thing.

When fighting against the fifth martial artist, it only took Minglongjia an hour to comprehend the meaning of the spear, and defeated the opponent with overwhelming force, without even falling into a downturn at the beginning.

This made Feng Qing'an understand why a martial artist would always crave a stronger opponent after defeating his opponent, because constantly fighting martial artists of the same level until the end would yield almost no gain and would even be a waste of time.

In some respects, warriors of the same realm are very homogeneous. The "intent" they comprehend can be divided into sword intention, knife intention, fist intention, etc. due to their different preferences for weapons. But the essence is the same.

One method is applicable to all methods!

After Minglongjia realized the meaning of the sword on the first night, the various "intentions" he realized from his opponents were just a matter of course and logical.

This is because Minglongjia is extremely talented and has an incredible learning ability in martial arts. No matter what weapon he chooses, he can also learn various weapon usage techniques from his opponents. Otherwise, Feng Qingan would have planned to let him It will be over in two days, so you don’t waste time.

But even so, Feng Qing'an already had the intention to go. He planned to go to the next place after trying all the special delicacies of Anqing Mansion. If he ate from morning to night, it would actually take less than a few days.

A strong-blooded warrior could easily eat a cow a day with his belly open. Feng Qing'an was not a warrior, but he already had enough belly to eat a cow.

five days later

At the gate of Anqing Prefecture, a burly man in brocade clothes led a group of soldiers to see off a young man in white. Such a formation made passers-by avoid him, but they couldn't help but cast curious glances and guess his identity.

"Master Feng, are you leaving now? Don't you want to stay a little longer? There are many places in Qing'an City that you haven't been to yet!"

The captain of the city defense camp, who thought he had kept a very low profile, was reluctant to look at the young man in front of him. Now he had tasted the sweetness.

After that night, he communicated with the Divine Armor several times, and each time he benefited a lot. In just a few days, he felt that he had made great progress in martial arts. He even had a faint glimpse of the path to the Hunyuan Realm. path of.

How could this martial artist not be tempted by such a big promotion? Although he also had a family background, if he wanted to be promoted, he must have the strength to match it.

He is a military commander, and he does not have enough strength to convince the crowd. Even if he is helped up, the position under his butt is not stable.

"Everything that needs to go has gone, and I have tasted everything that needs to be tasted. There is nothing worth missing anymore. It's time to go to the next place to see!"

Feng Qingan looked at the man in front of him. He knew exactly what this guy was thinking.

It was originally a win-win situation for both sides, but now everything these guys have learned has been basically taken away by Minglongjia. If they continue to practice with them, Minglongjia will be taken advantage of by them and become their real and nameless opponent. Master, how can Feng Qingan be willing to do this?

"Alas, if it weren't for my duty, I would really like to travel around the Jin Dynasty with the young master!"

The captain sighed and said sincerely.

"You don't want to follow me, you want to communicate more with my Minglongjia!"

Feng Qingan mercilessly exposed the insincere words of the guy in front of him. Just listen to it, don't take it seriously.

Not everyone can have the same pursuit as him. Because he has a promising future that he can see, he doesn't pay much attention to high-ranking officials and rich salaries, as well as worldly fame and wealth in the world.

The martial artist sitting in front of him had spent half his life and even received a lot of support from behind to sit in the position he was sitting in. How could it be possible for him to give up?

"Master, you are joking. Aren't Martial God Armor and you one and the same? If you want to get closer to Martial God Armor, don't you just want to follow you, Master?"

After all, he is a man who can be a captain. Hearing Feng Qingan speak so straightforwardly, he was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he touched the beard on his cheek and laughed.

"Martial God Armor?"

Feng Qing'an raised his eyebrows with amusement on his face.

"Sir, the talent your armor has shown in martial arts is something I have only seen and never heard of in my life. I am not the only one to comment on it. Many martial artists and I feel that sooner or later, your armor will be able to reach the divine realm one day! "

"Martial arts connects the gods, so you call it the Martial God Armor?"

Feng Qing'an knew that there was only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname.

As long as a martial artist is famous, he will often use the nickname given to him by others as a name. Some warriors have such great names that people will ignore their names.

Martial God Armor was the nickname given to Minglong Armor by these warriors. However, the name was too big and quite inciting hatred, so it was simply a set of armor.

If you are a martial artist and dare to call yourself a martial artist, you will probably be beaten to death before you can even take eight steps.

"Exactly, in just a few days, my fist skills have improved quite a lot. If I can follow the young master, I may one day achieve Hunyuan!"

"But you are just thinking about it. If you are willing to resign from the official position, I would not mind accepting you as my follower!"

Feng Qing'an replied half-jokingly, of course he did not accept the idea of ​​the captain in front of him, he was just joking. Not many people in this world can earn fame and fortune, not even the extraordinary Gangsha warrior. exception.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. It's a pity that I can't bear it. I didn't get this official position by myself. It all depends on my good birth. Otherwise, it wouldn't be my turn. So I want to resign. I can't do it myself." .”

Even when he heard that the young man in front of him, who only had the honor of being a child, threatened to accept him as a follower, the captain not only did not show the slightest anger, but actually explained seriously.

Because the young man in front of him has such capital, not to mention his brother, just the armor on his body is enough to make many warriors crazy about it. He has an official position and cannot follow him, but others do not!

Are there too many warriors wandering around the world in this world? As long as the reputation of Martial God Armor spreads, wherever this young master goes, countless warriors will surely flock to him like crazy sharks that have smelled the scent of blood.

Whether he wants to establish a martial arts family or not depends entirely on the young master's will. As long as he is willing, a thousand-year-old family will be within easy reach.

No matter how powerful a warrior is, he will eventually die one day, but armor has no longevity limit.