Shui Bing'er smiled slightly, but didn't say anything.
She knew Ma Hongjun's method of cultivating fire. It originated from one of the four magical skills that Ma Hongjun learned when he absorbed the ninth soul ring.
That's right, four.
And this is also the most special point of the god-given soul ring.
Just because a god-given soul ring can possess several soul skills, it all depends on one's own understanding and persistence.
For example, if you can only persist until the age of the soul ring reaches less than 100,000 years, then the soul ring can only have one soul skill engraved on it.
Even if, like Ma Hongjun, the soul ring is cultivated to the point where it has no fixed soul skills, a soul ring that is less than 100,000 years old can only have one soul skill engraved and activated at a time.
After more than 100,000 years, a god-given soul ring still has no soul skills, but a soul master who absorbs a god-given soul ring can engrave the soul skills he has learned into the soul ring.
If the soul master's comprehension ability is limited, he can only have one soul skill, otherwise he can have two.
At the same time, if a soul master has multiple self-created soul skills, he does not need to learn them again. He can just engrave the existing soul skills into them.
This is similar to how a soul beast's self-created soul skills can be turned into soul ring skills.
The same is true for millions of years. As long as you can understand it, or have it in the first place, you can engrave four.
What Ma Hongjun lacks most is soul skills, so his four million-year soul skills are almost all related to some of the abilities he has mastered before.
For example, the magical skill Phoenix Nirvana is the secret of his original martial soul. Whether it is Nirvana transformation or a life-threatening killing move, it is one of his strongest trump cards.
Now that he has the opportunity to upgrade it to the level of a magical skill, Ma Hongjun will naturally do so.
There is also a method of planting fire and cultivating fire, which is also inseparable from his inherent ability.
However, Ma Hongjun's mental power has reached the limit that humans can achieve. In the entire Wuhun Empire, only Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu can remove the fire mark from those people, so it is not that easy.
Ji Xiang said again: "Uncle, why do you have two Tiandou empires here? Isn't my aunt the emperor of Tiandou?"
"Jixiang, have you ever heard of a civet cat being exchanged for a prince?" Ma Hongjun said.
"Want to hear the details!" Ji Xiang said.
"Xiang doesn't."
Ma Hongjun told the story of exchanging a civet cat for a prince, combined with the actual situation of the Tiandou Empire, to Ji Xiang, Zi Zhenzhu and the others.
Jixiang and the others were stunned when they heard this, "How can this still be successful?"
"Since she has successfully stolen the Tiandou Empire, why does she still call it the Tiandou Empire?"
"In the face of this turbulent trend of history, no matter how powerful human power is, sometimes it is only an insignificant force."
Ma Hongjun sighed, and then added: "Originally, she couldn't succeed. The blame is on the wings of a certain butterfly, and some bastard who is obsessed with the gentleness of Senior Bo Saixi and can't help himself."
"If it weren't for them, the situation in Pan-Continent would not have developed to this point."
"ah?"
Ji Xiang looked confused, "Are there any other bastards?"
His cousin Ankang also said: "Who is it, uncle? Who is the other bastard?"
Ankang, Wuhun Lanyincao, was born with zero soul power. Although his appearance was somewhat similar to Ji Xiang, he was slightly burlier than him.
What he practiced was the Beiming Xuantian Kung Fu taught to Wen Xiaoya by Ma Hongjun, and the Tang Clan's unique skills taught by Tang San.
Ma Hongjun touched the tip of his nose and said with a faint smile: "After much thought, the other bastard should be your teacher who has almost become a Titled Douluo."
"Our teacher?"
Ji Xiang and Ankang's delicate little faces suddenly wrinkled up. Ma Danna smiled slightly and interjected: "You guys, don't listen to dad's nonsense. He is the most dazzling in their generation."
"Although my father is a low-key person and has been trying his best to hide himself, he is extremely talented and cannot hide it even if he wants to. Therefore, he must be the bastard."
"Although your teacher has twin martial souls, he is still half a vegetative state, but he can only be considered half at best."
"Nana knows better!"
"Thank you Nana!"
"Nana is so awesome!"
The Jixiang brothers kept praising her, their eyes showing deep obsession and admiration. Unfortunately, no matter how they behaved, Ma Danna also showed no pretense to them.
Ma Hongjun said in surprise: "Yes, compared with a month ago, there is more human touch."
"Then will daddy like me?"
Madonna smiled lightly, her beautiful face was as holy and exquisite as an angel, even the flowers and plants on the roadside were ashamed of themselves.
Ma Hongjun smiled slightly and touched her little head, "You inherited my five-clawed golden dragon and my blood is still flowing in your body. How could dad not like you?"
Shui Bing'er also smiled and said: "Although we are not related by blood, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I will treat you as if I were one of my own."
"Nana, when you get back, my mother will canonize you as the eldest princess of this generation, the Golden Dragon Princess Ma Danna, do you agree?"
"snort!"
"Yuji, let's go!"
Ma Danna blushed. She didn't know whether she was embarrassed because Ma Hongjun touched her head, or she was angry because of Ma Hongjun's intimate actions and their words. In short, the Silver Dragon King incarnate snorted arrogantly and pulled Yu Ji forward first. Go.
Ji Xiang said: "Uncle, why is she still called Tiandou Empire? Why don't you change her name?"
"Uncle, I'm testing you, why do you think this is?"
Ma Hongjun smiled slightly, without explaining, and pulled Shui Bing'er to catch up with Ma Danna and Yu Ji who were ahead.
A few days later, seeing Anlin Pass getting closer and closer, Ma Hongjun shook his head and sighed: "What a pity, I didn't hide myself along the way. It seems that the old man from Qiandaoliu will not come. "
Yu Ji said: "What's the use of coming?"
"Other titled Douluo also bring food to you when they come, but he comes in person, and I am by your side, he can't do anything to you, why should he come to find you?"
"Let's go and enter the customs."
Ma Hongjun shook his head. Originally, he wanted to catch Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong, but now it seems that since Qian Daoliu didn't come, Bibi Dong probably won't come either.
The same is true in reality. Bibi Dong was busy looking for a hundred thousand year soul beast for her ninth soul ring, how could she have time to pay attention to Ma Hongjun?
Anlinguan is surrounded by mountains and peaks on both sides, with deep valleys and steep cliffs, and high mountains and dangerous roads. In the north, the Tianling River originating from the Fasnuo Province serves as a moat, forming a natural line of defense.
The Shuangchi River in the far north meets and flows into the Hu Sea.
A few days later, standing at the head of Anlinguan City, Ma Hongjun looked at the vast Lingdou Plain outside the pass and said with emotion: "The west wind is strong, the geese in the sky are calling the frost morning moon. The frost morning moon, the sound of horse hooves, the sound of trumpets. The road to Xiongguan is really like this.
Iron, now we are crossing over from the beginning. The mountains are like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood. Uncle Hao, thank you for your hard work."
"Good poem, good spirit. Although it sounds a little weird, your poem alone is worthy of the efforts of the soldiers over the past two years."
"good!"
Tang Hao was startled, and his heart seemed to be filled with blazing blood. He praised it again as he spoke, took out a pot of wine from the storage soul guide on his body, and drank it.
Although after following his grandfather and grandmother to leave Poseidon Island, he failed to kill Ju Douluo and others in order to avenge the deaths of the disciples of the Haotian Sect.
But in the past two years, whenever the Wuhun Empire's army attacked Anlinguan, Tang Hao would actively request a fight every time, leading the Tiandou soldiers and horses stationed at Anlinguan to gallop outside the pass and kill them.
Everyone knew that he was holding a fire in his heart, and he was a famous Haotian Douluo in the mainland, so they didn't stop him and let him kill him.
Ma Hongjun shook his head and sighed: "Yes, a great man who can write such heroic and beautiful sentences, I really wish he could live in the same era as him."