After these days of practice, Wei Zong has a deeper understanding of the Eight Great Mysterious Styles. At the same time, he also has an idea to improve the Eight Great Mysterious Styles.
The eight Daxuan postures improved by Wei Zong are not as difficult as before, but the movements have been increased, from the original eight postures to thirteen postures. The movements are more coherent, and the effect after practice is far better than before.
At the same time, Wei Zong, the object of visualization, also changed the founding emperor, and changed the object of visualization to himself.
"The Eight Daxuan Postures are too slow. This is a new technique. You can use it to practice." Wei Zong took out a new booklet for Yang Nu. It was thicker than the original Daxuan Eight Postures.
"This technique is called the Thirteen Forms of Tian Zong, and its effect is much stronger than the Eight Da Xuan Forms. Don't let me down!" Wei Zong said angrily to Yang.
Yang Nu looked at the new technique in his hand, and the surprise in his eyes became more and more intense. In the end, he almost knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Thank you for the gift, sir. From now on, I will go through fire and water for you, wherever you go."
Don’t give up!”
"Get up, it's too far to go through fire and water. You can improve your strength now." Wei Zong's eyes were calm.
"yes!"
Seeing Yang Nu happily walking towards the crowd, An Ran sighed in admiration: "Little Wei Zong, your understanding is really incredible. You actually made improvements after just seeing the technique a few times. Then you created this technique."
If the Emperor of the Dharma finds out, I'm afraid he will jump out of the coffin in anger."
"No! The emperor is probably not dead yet!" Wei Zong said calmly.
"He's not dead... Then he actually let others visualize himself. How shameless. By the way, but having said that, who was the person who changed the visualization picture later? Why does it look familiar to me?"
An Ran was a little suspicious. Wei Zong's improved visualization pictures always felt very familiar to her, but she couldn't tell where that familiarity came from.
The corners of Wei Zong's lips curled up slightly. He was afraid that An Ran would recognize him, so he made some key changes to his visualization diagram, making it difficult for even the most familiar people to recognize him.
"As for who it is... it's a secret!" Wei Zong said lightly.
"Don't be so stingy, who is it? I always feel like I know this person!"
"Now is not the time. I will tell you when the time comes."
"Tch...I don't care." An Ran rolled her eyes.
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Under the influence of Tianzong's Thirteen Postures, hundreds of people under Wei Zong underwent earth-shaking changes. In just half a month, their cultivation levels were improved even more than in the previous year.
You must know that they are elites to begin with, and coupled with the changes in the Thirteen Styles of Tianzong, the effect is not just as simple as one plus one equals two. Now each of them has strong aura and full of blood, and each of them has the ability to easily kill
The ability and strength of an ordinary source beast far exceed the level of an ordinary sergeant.
Especially Yang Nu, whose own strength is pretty good, coupled with Tian Zong's thirteen moves and Wei Zong's casual guidance, has now broken through to the pinnacle of a warrior, and only needs to condense his profound energy to break through to the realm of a general.
However, during this period, Xia Xiong also caused trouble for Wei Zong and others, often sending them to carry out some dangerous tasks. However, with Wei Zong around, there was no loss.
Just like that, another two days passed.
At this time, Wei Zong's Immortal Sword Body has reached a level of about 620. At this time, the improvement in strength has been a bit slow because... all the blue crystals have been consumed by Wei Zong.
Just when Wei Zong was thinking about where to get some blue crystals...
Woo~woo~
The low and desolate horn sound sounded, spreading throughout Wu'an City in an instant.
"what happened!"
Wei Zong stood up and looked at Yang Nu who was not far away.
Yang Nu lowered his head and said: "I don't know, I will go and find out now!"
Just when he was about to take action, Wei Zong raised his hand slightly, then frowned and said: "Forget it, let's assemble the team first, it seems to be no small matter!"
In his eyes, almost the entire army in Wu'an City was mobilizing and gathering to form a square military formation. This was the first time Wei Zong had seen such a situation as if he were facing a formidable enemy.
"As you command!"
City Lord's Mansion, Council Hall.
Four Wu'an City guards gathered together. Since the city lord was away, Wu Zhao temporarily took charge of the city lord's affairs.
"Mr. Wu, what happened? Why did the war horn sound suddenly?"
Guard Lin Han asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Also, where is the city lord, why are there only a few of us?"
Wu Zhao's face was expressionless, and he still said slowly: "My Lord, the City Lord... something happened!"
"What!"
"What!"
Everyone was shocked.
Guard Han Shuang even said: "The Lord of the City is a powerful King of Martial Arts. He is able to move freely in this area, and he can come and go freely even in dangerous places. How could something happen?"
"It's the Origin Beast!" Wu Zhao glanced at him and said slowly: "When the City Lord went to explore the Origin Beast Cave, he was trapped by a large number of Origin Beasts and it was difficult to get out. So, we used our family's communication method to
I sent a distress talisman."
As he spoke, Wu Zhao took out a talisman, which was shining brightly.
Everyone knows that Wu Zhao and the city lord are both from a prominent family in the Daxuan Emperor's capital. They were sent to the frontier because they committed crimes, so everyone knows their family's special communication methods.
Seeing this communication talisman, no one doubted anything else.
Xia Xiong said seriously: "So, according to Mr. Wu's opinion, what should we do?" After listening to his words, the other two people also turned their attention to Wu Zhao.
Wu Zhao said: "My opinion is that the four of us should be divided into two groups. Three people on one side will go to the Origin Beast Cave to rescue the Lord of the City, while one group will stay in Wu'an City to prevent foreign enemies from invading. What do you think?"
"good!"
"no problem!"
"I don't have any problem either!"
After seeing everyone express their stance, Wu Zhao nodded and said: "In that case, I will express my stance first. I am going to rescue the Lord of the City. What about you?"
Han Shuang said quickly: "I'll go with Mr. Wu!"
Xia Xiong turned his eyes and didn't know what he thought of. He quickly said: "I will follow Mr. Wu too!"
Lin Han was the only one left. He smiled bitterly: "You have made your choice. It seems that I can only choose to stay in Wu'an City."
Snapped!
Wu Zhao patted Lin Han's shoulder lightly, and said with some deep meaning in his eyes: "General Lin, Wu'an City depends on you!" Then he looked at the other two people and drank softly:
"You two, gather the team and get ready to go!"
Woo~
Amidst the increasingly sad horn sounds, the teams of the three generals in Wu'an City have gathered. At this time, the huge city gate is gradually rising, and the long black dragon is ready to attack...