In the main hall, everyone laughed happily.

Only Sun Ningying had a gloomy face. Seeing that Sun Ang had been in a long time, he suddenly spoke loudly and said, "Don't be too happy too early. Master Duan's teacher is Lord Yueyang. He is a fifth-level creator and one of the three major ministers of the royal creation office of the Ming Dynasty. Even if Lord Yu Hou met him, he would still give him three points! If you offend such a person, how can you still laugh?"

Everyone was stunned. They really didn't know that Master Duan had such a deep background, no wonder he was so arrogant.

Sun Ningying walked up with her hands behind her back and said with a heartache: "Originally, I wanted to establish a relationship with Your Excellency Yueyang through Master Duan. Our Sun family may not have the chance to enter Mingjing and become a dynasty family, but as long as you have the support of Your Excellency Yueyang, you can dominate the Weiyuan County. Alas, I'm sorry!"

After he said this, many elders hesitated and felt that Sun Ningying seemed to be considering more "long-term".

But this time, Sun Ningdao smiled unconsciously: "Ang'er has become a third-level creator in just one year. His achievements in this life are definitely not just a fifth-level creator!

With Ang'er here, our Sun family may not have a chance to become a dynasty family, and even enter Mingjing to gain a position!"

Sun Ningxuan looked further: "Sun Ningying, is your vision limited to the Ming Dynasty? I want me to say that Ang'er's future is in the entire seven realms!"

After the two of them said this, everyone immediately became excited: "Yes, Ang'er is definitely a genius in the seven realms. How can he trap him in the Ming Dynasty?"

Sun Ningying had a gloomy face. Finally, she wanted to disgust Sun Ang but was defeated. He snorted and wanted to say something else, but found that no one had paid attention to him and could only leave with a few confidants and hatred.

However, Sun Ang glanced at their backs. The information revealed by Sun Ningying, coupled with the threat from Master Duan before leaving, it was obvious that Master Duan would go to Master Yueyang to cry and complain that he would face Yueyang's revenge sooner or later.

Although I have not yet fully reached the level of a third-level creator, it will not take long to become a legitimate third-level creator!

He and the third level are by no means his ultimate goal.

He smiled slightly and said to the patriarch: "Grandpa, I want a creator."

Sun Ningdao was in high spirits and waved his hand, "Small family! Do we have no genius who is determined to support us? I will build a creator for you! I will allocate a sum of money every year to buy materials for you, and strive to become a fifth-level creator as soon as possible. We will also get a hijab belt for the royal creation to handle the affairs of the royal creation."

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed together.

...

Under the moonlight, swish swish swish swish—the sword shadows quickly connected into one piece. Sun Ang held the tiger sword in his hand, and his figure was like a ghost, constantly shuttled between darkness and brightness.

The tiger-capturing sword created by himself is much easier to use than the previous short sword, and it feels like it is connected to him.

Tonight, he truly felt that weapons were the concept of the eyes of the body.

The sword was getting faster and faster, and it was already shining, covering the entire yard.

A strong stone man kept popping up from him, but often he was struck by Sun Ang’s sword as soon as he rose halfway! This is the power of the third-level divine weapon.

There were 69 stone men in the entire courtyard. Su Ang had already smashed them all in one go. The mysterious and mysterious feeling he had already felt before was getting stronger and stronger, as if the tiger-capturing sword in his hand was telling him something!

No, it's not a tiger sword.

Sun Angren followed the sword, his body was like lightning, and he practiced the Heavenly Stele Sword Technique nine times in an instant. He was already very sure that it was the sword technique, and the sword technique was telling him!

boom!

The night sky suddenly changed color, and a thunder slashed down. Sun Ang's mind flashed in an instant, and he realized it.

The sword light in the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace. Sun Ang, who was still as shaped as lightning, had already put the tiger-capturing sword behind his elbow, as quiet as a virgin.

Boom boom boom boom!

Thunders fell one after another, illuminating the entire Weiyuan County City. After a moment, the strong wind roared and heavy rain poured down, washing the earth.

Sun Ang suddenly moved in the rain.

He jumped and used his own way to walk alone for thousands of miles. Except for the Sun's mansion, he went north like a ghost, silently crossing the city wall and heading straight for Tiger Break Mountain.

It was not during wartime that the Mahayana talisman seal protecting Weiyuan County City was not opened.

A figure walked through the wilderness and could only see the occasional cold light of the sword.

boom!

Heavy rain gathered on the ground into countless streams, and a thunder struck a mountain outside Hupo Mountain. An ancient tree that had been around for hundreds of years caught fire. It burned in the heavy rain for a while and was extinguished by the rain.

However, Sun Ang had already appeared on the top of the mountain.

Under the ancient tree, there was a huge rock dozens of feet high. I don’t know how many years of wind and rain were experiencing. At this time, Sun Ang stood a hundred feet in front of it, and his whole aura was even more sharp than the tiger sword.

Swish!

Capturing the tiger sword forward, Sun Ang’s body technique is activated, the first step!

The sound of footsteps fell on the ground, and the trampled mud and water splashed everywhere.

With nine steps, the momentum reached its peak.

With one sword, countless sword lights overlapped. The moment he waved his sword, he had already practiced all the tricks of the Heavenly Stele Sword Technique.

All the tricks condensed into a sword!

The sword is bright and the lightning is competing for lightning on rainy nights. Several years later, people living in the North City still vaguely remember which shocking rainy night, countless shocking lightning, but they didn't know that one of them was not real lightning.

Sun Ang finally shot this sword. He always felt that the Heavenly Stele Sword Technique should not be so simple. After all, it came from the Minghuang Heavenly Stele, and even if it was scattered, it should not be so weak.

Bang! It was like a thunderclap, pointed out by the sword light like lightning. The huge rock dozens of feet high was blown to pieces by a sword, and the gravel scattered everywhere in the pouring rain.

The moment Sun Ang set out his sword, there was also a thunder roar in the sea of ​​consciousness. Through a mysterious connection, a vague picture came from endless distance: golden light lingering, and a huge sky monument on it. There were countless golden lightnings entangled, mysterious words rolled, exuding an extremely majestic power, and that feeling enveloped the world...

In a daze, Sun Ang seemed to see the huge sky monument sinking, sinking into the sea of ​​clouds bit by bit.

This is what Jian Art wants to tell me!

He vaguely felt that this celestial monument seemed familiar. Just as this doubt arose in his heart, his sword had blown the huge rock to pieces, and the moment the sword ended, all the pictures were cut off.

The last clip surprised Sun Ang because on the sky monument, countless scrolling words finally gathered together, like gathered ants, forming three words on the sky monument: Killing the General Platform!

Kill the generals outside the Nantian Gate and kill all the people and ghosts in the world!

The evil name is so great that in an instant, the murderous aura is everywhere and the fierceness soars into the sky.

Sun Ang was in a daze, all the pictures were broken. He stood in the endless rain, looking up at the dark night sky, and asked questions: Martial Zhao of Heavenly Court, Nantianmen General Slaying Platform, and Tianbei Sword Skills Art, are they really coincidentals?

If not, what secret is hidden behind this?

...

The morning after the rain was particularly fresh. Sun Ang went from Sun's mansion to Tenglong Martial Arts Courtyard calmly.

The Jingjue sword last night was his biggest secret now, hidden deep in his heart, ready to give Wu Ning a surprise at the right time.

As soon as he left the door, Sun Ang was stunned for a moment. His carriage had disappeared and was replaced by a brand new one with pure gold patterns on the body. The horse pulling the carriage also changed from two colorful horses to six pure white horses.

Sun Chen sat in the position of the commander and said to him with a smile: "Young Master Ang, come up quickly."

Sun Ang was puzzled: "What's going on? Where is the carriage from the past?"

"You are now a third-level creator, which is your due treatment." Sun Chen said, shaking his horse whip to the Tenglong Martial Arts Academy. On the way, he complained: "Young Master Ang, you don't have to feel sorry for it. If we finally recruit Master Duan, his pomp would be much greater than this. We have calculated in private that apart from his reward and the Creation Academy, the annual expenses spent on these scenes will be 1,500 jade money."

Sun Ang was shocked: "So much?"

Sun Chen smiled bitterly: "Obviously you don't understand what kind of creator is a group that is so arrogant."

Sun Ang really doesn't understand. His master Sun Ningyuan is at least approachable to him, while Master Duan is completely opposite and arrogant. Neither of these two people can make him truly understand the "nobleness" of the Creator.

Sun Chen sighed, with a hint of reverence and awe in his eyes: "If you break through the limitations of the creator and be promoted to the alchemy master, you will even travel above the nine heavens. In the dark sea and above the seven realms, any major force will respect and respond to all requests."

Sun Ang couldn't help but miss his master. Didn't Sun Ningyuan resolutely give up his pampering life for the sake of that vague possibility? In fact, he can understand it now, just like his pursuit of martial arts. For Sun Ningyuan, creation is the pursuit of all life.

While speaking, they had already arrived at the Tenglong Martial Arts Academy, and Sun Ang and Sun Chen said goodbye and entered the gate.

Several junior colleges ahead were chattering by, and Sun Ang was stunned for a moment because he saw a person surrounded by the female disciples: Long Jianye.
Chapter completed!