"What a complete solution? Just go find Song Yue." Sun Yi was sent back to his ancestral land. His injuries had improved greatly after taking the spiritual pill purchased by Mingjing, but he still needed to rest.

Sun Tang had already found out everything. The three of them had discussed for a long time, but when they said this to Sun Yi, he casually said something. The three of them were stunned and silently discarded the original "wholesome strategy".

Song Yue was still reserved on the surface and seemed to draw a clear line with Sun Yi. However, she "left" a bottle of spiritual pill without any trace.

Sun Ang used Sun Jian to conduct an experiment in secret, proving that this bottle of spiritual pill is colorless and tasteless, and the effect is very good - Sun Jian fell asleep for a day and a night before waking up.

The three of them calculated the time and quietly rushed to Yingfeng Town outside Wulong County. The person responsible for going to Mingjing to acquire martial arts was the confidant butler of the head of the Sun family in Wulong, and also the cultivation level in the early stage of the Mind Spirit Realm.

However, Sun Ang and his other men had secret medicines, so they easily zipped the butler in a teahouse in Yingfeng Town, and then found a classic book and dozens of jade coins, and all of them were swept away.

"This bottle of medicine is good, it is a must-have item for exploring the world and staying at home." Sun Ang said, pulling the rest of himself up.

Sun Tang and Sun Jian looked at him with a gaze, and Sun Ang pretended not to pay attention.

"Look at what kind of martial arts it is."

If you are not in harmony with Sun Ang's attributes, you really can't practice.

The housekeeper put the book in a box, and when he opened it, it was a handwritten copy: The Heavenly Stele Sword Technique!

The three young men suddenly became excited: "It's Mingjing's Heavenly Stele Sword Art!"

Legend has it that the royal family in the previous dynasty was a waste of life. Emperor Taizu of Qianming was just a commoner. When he was building a canal in his backyard, he dug out a stone tablet without words. Taizu sat in front of the tablet for ten years, realized martial arts and became the most powerful master in the world.

Then, he waved his sword and resisted the ****, and fought against tens of thousands of officials. After hundreds of battles, he gathered tens of thousands of warriors to follow him. He finally overthrew the previous dynasty and ascended the great treasure, achieving the foundation of the Qianming Dynasty for four hundred years!

The stone tablet without words is also called the "Minghuang Heavenly Monument", which is a sacred property of the royal family and is known as the source of the fortune of the Qianming Dynasty.

Originally, all the martial arts on the Heavenly Monument were secretly passed down, but hundreds of years have passed, and some of them will be spread there.

The hand-made manuscript of the Heavenly Stele Sword Technique in front of me is probably the source of the Minghuang Heavenly Stele.

Sun Ang quickly looked through it and identified it: "I can't tell if it is the real Heavenly Stele Sword Technique, but even it is only the most superficial analysis. It is simply the realm of the Life Yuan Realm, and it is impossible to exert the true power of the martial arts on the Minghuang Heavenly Stele."

Sun Tang asked, "How powerful is this set of sword techniques?"

"Very good! There is no doubt that the fourth-level martial arts of the Life Yuan Realm!" Although Sun Ang only took a rough look, he was enough to distinguish the level of this martial arts.

Compared to his Nine Rising Moon Swords, there is no doubt that this set of Tianbei Sword Technique, which has unknown origin, is even more powerful than one level!

"I heard from my father that the Sun family of Wulong spent a lot of money this time. In order to buy this martial arts, they only spent hundreds of jade money to clear their relationship in Mingjing. This martial arts itself is said to be worth 1,400 jade money!" Sun Tang said.

Sun Jian took a deep breath: "Good guy, Wulong Sun probably pressed his wife up, right?"

"Indeed. If it weren't for Sun Ling being killed by Young Master An, and the Sun family in Wulong was in chaos, there would definitely be a large number of martial arts powerhouses coming to help, and we wouldn't have succeeded so easily."

Sun Ang happily said: "No matter what, this martial art is ours now. When you reach the realm of Life, you don't have to worry about martial arts."

The three of them quietly returned to the ancestral land, and Sun Ang devoted himself to practicing the Heavenly Stele Sword Technique, and another half month passed in a flash.

During this period, Xiao Cai kept promoting it to the outside world that as long as Sun Ang dared to walk out of his ancestral land, he would be left without a place to die!

Not only did he kill him, but he also had to humiliate him severely, and even his father and brother would not let him go. He must understand how serious the consequences of offending the Ginghe Martial Arts Academy are!

Before he knew it, the Master’s birthday came. Originally, this day should have been the day when Sun Ling returned to his ancestral land with his "showing his power", but now it is very peaceful.

In the ancestral land, the Sun family members prepared gifts and went to visit their mentors. According to etiquette, Sun Ang also visited Sun Yuanlin and Sun Ningzhi.

Then he returned to his small yard and focused on practicing. His practice of the Heavenly Stele Sword Technique was at a critical moment.

But unexpectedly, in the afternoon, Sun Ang, who was intoxicated by martial arts, was disturbed by a burst of rapid knocks on the door. His face looked very bad. When he opened the door, Sun Tang stood outside anxiously and said, "Young Master, isn't good, Su Mo is back, this time he also brought his helper.

A large number of craftsmen are waiting outside Aofeng Hall. They want to overthrow and rebuild all Aofeng Hall!"

Sun Ang frowned: "Let's go!"

...

Su Mo was full of energy and stood at the door of Aofeng Hall, directing a group of craftsmen: "You all have the hammer ready, start construction later, and smash this messy place hard!"

"The craftsmen of the Sun family are all idiots. They can't see the situation clearly. They even want to resist our master and apprentice. Let's see how they regret it!"

"Senior Brother, you must help me get angry later! That kid is so arrogant that he doesn't even take Master seriously!"

The senior brother in Su Mo's mouth sat upright on a Grand Master chair, with Sun Ningquan beside him. He was much older than Su Mo. He was a little more calm than Su Mo's frivolity, but there was still pride that could not be concealed between his eyebrows.

He is Master Duan’s great disciple and is already a second-level creator at a young age. No matter where such a genius goes, he has enough capital to be proud in front of anyone.

The eldest brother said lightly: "Don't be impatient. Some people's failure is destined, but they just make them go a little crazy before they perish.

My junior brother repeatedly reminds you to be able to calm down, but you forgot? Wait and see, it will definitely be the result you want."

Su Mo was overjoyed: "Thank you, senior brother, haha, I knew that besides the master, you are the one who treats me the best. You must avenge me and teach that idiot a lesson!"

Sun Ang rushed over and saw those craftsmen. They were all brought by Su Mo, not from the Sun family. These people only followed the command of Su Mo and his senior brother.

Su Mo also saw him and was proud: "Boy, I will open your eyes today!"

Sun Ang sneered: "I've found a helper? Well, I'll follow the rules of the last time?"

He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Su Mo.

Su Mo was furious by his contempt, and the senior brother on the side gently raised his hand and pressed him down.

"You are Sun Ang?" The eldest brother stood up and looked at him with a condescending attitude.

Sun Ang frowned: "What's wrong?"

The eldest brother said proudly: "My master has heard about you. Master has always loved talents and liked to promote younger generations. He decided to give you a chance to accept you as a registered disciple."

After the elder brother finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and said, "Hurry up and prepare a valuable gift and follow me to pay homage to the master. You must know that many people dream of such an opportunity. Your ancestors have burned many high incense pillars to have such an opportunity."

Su Mo was stunned: "But senior brother..."

The eldest brother waved his hand slightly: "This is the master's order."

Su Mo was so upset that he didn't dare to say anything more.

Sun Ang couldn't help laughing: "You should really pee and take a look at your ugly face with a lofty arrogance!"

The eldest brother frowned: "I advise you to cherish the opportunity and not be willful because of your youth, otherwise you will regret it in the future!"

"Master Duan did not teach you the skills of the creator, but he trained your bragging skills very well." Sun Ang sneered: "Is it better to compare?"

The eldest brother sneered, and he was very sure: "You will definitely regret it."

Su Mo was extremely excited: "Prepare everything and see how the eldest brother teaches him a lesson!"

It's still the same as last time, but Sun Ang's opponent this time was replaced by a senior brother. As soon as he took action, he could see the gap between him and Su Mo, who is worthy of being a second-level creator!

Sun Ningzhi frowned tightly, feeling that Sun Ang’s future was not good.

Sun Yuanlin quietly leaned over and said, "Great Elder, can you win this time...?"

His tone was full of questions because he really had no confidence.

The eldest brother fully demonstrated the strength of a second-level creator. The moment he picked up the hammer, his whole person was completely different. Various creator's exclusive skills appeared under him like flowing water.

On the other hand, Sun Ang seemed to have been shocked by the second-level creator. He stood in front of the fire, staring blankly and never took action.

"Did... Sun Ang has given up?" Sun Yuanlin's heart was dim.

Sun Ningzhi was also a little shaken: "He is a second-level creator, so it is normal for Sun Ang to lose."

He secretly defended Sun Yuanlin and was also comforting himself: "Don't worry, Sun Ang is extremely talented and has a bright future with the Creator. The family will never give up on him."

As long as the family does not give up on Sun Ang, they can continue to benefit from it.

The eldest brother has completed a large part of his work, and he should be proud - because once he enters the state of a creator, he is focused and extremely focused, and his eyes are full of fanaticism about creation.

Sun Ang seemed to have figured out some things, took a deep breath, turned to Su Mo and his senior brother, and said: "The skill of creation lies in creation. The creator should be an existence that is addicted to his own world and ignores the favors and disgraces of the outside world.

I really hope that I am the same, but reality forces me to use the skills of creation to win to preserve what I care about.

This is a blasphemy and derogatory approach to the creation skills, but I have to do so.

I can tell you that I am still a first-level creator now, but I will break through the second level in the next creation process. Because I am fighting for faith, and you... are only pride that supports you. I am ashamed of the profession of creator, and you owe more!”
Chapter completed!