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Chapter 147: The Sword Spirit accepts disciples on behalf of the master, Wang Luo doubts life

Wang Luo did not agree immediately. His reason told him that such a good thing could not happen to him.

He even suspected that he was on the verge of death.

And everything in front of him was a figment of his unwillingness.

Otherwise, how could he have met the Sword Spirit and been accepted as a disciple by the Sword Spirit to train soldiers with his body?

Forget it, even if it’s just a fantasy, you should be glorious before you die.

Thinking like this, he immediately knelt down and wanted to become a disciple.

"Aren't you worried that I will use you as a furnace and your flesh and blood to support my soldiers, but in the end I will kill you?" Sword Spirit asked with a smile.

"People who are almost dead, what are you afraid of!"

Wang Luo muttered in a low voice, and then replied: "Senior values ​​me, that is my chance. If senior wants to harm me, just take it. My life was saved by senior. If that is the case, then I will

I don’t owe my seniors anything.”

"Haha, you are a child who repays his kindness. Don't worry, no matter how high-grade a weapon made from other people's flesh and blood is, it is still a magic weapon. Not only is it murderous, it is even difficult to control and suffers from backlash.

"

Sword Spirit explained: "The true magic weapon is nourished by its own flesh and blood, and the soldier and the soldier are one. When the weapon reaches a certain level, it can also feed its master. It truly achieves the unity of the soldier and the complement of each other."

"Disciple understands."

Wang Luo wasn't worried at first, but after hearing what the sword spirit said, he became more and more excited.

"Then you will become your master, but you will not become my master, but my master." Sword Spirit became serious.

The master? Wang Luo looked at Qi Hao.

Although Qi Hao looked younger than him, Wang Luo did not dare to judge Qi Hao based on his age.

The sword spirit asked from the bottom of his heart: "Little master, you have obtained the battle sword, and you should be regarded as the master's disciple. However, due to your relationship with the Supreme Suffering Beast, even if you recognize the master, you are still the Supreme Suffering Beast, not the master.

.The master had several disciples during his lifetime. But in the last battle, all those people died following the master, and the master’s inheritance was also ended. So, I just came up with this idea today, and I ask the little master to agree to it.

.”

From the day he entered Wang Luo's body until Wang Luo's body was suitable for military training, he began to think about recruiting disciples on behalf of General Ming Zhan.

If today was a peaceful time, he would not have such thoughts. After all, helping his former master recruit disciples would probably make Qi Hao unhappy.

However, following their speculations, they had already lost the battle that year, but not completely.

The Supreme and others are still around, which means there is still a chance for a comeback, and there will probably be another war in the future.

He could even imagine that in such a war, a group of young men would rise up and become famous all over the world.

And Qi Hao is likely to become one.

By that time, Zhan Jian will also follow Qi Hao and become famous all over the world.

However, who will remember General Ming Zhan?

Regardless of his performance or merit, General Ming Zhan is no weaker than several venerables.

He did not want General Ming Zhan to be buried in the dust of history. He hoped that one day in the future, General Ming Zhan would still be known and worshiped by many people.

The simplest way is to accept disciples as General Ming Zhan. If your disciples are in the world, they will be General Ming Zhan.

As he said, Qi Hao is not a disciple of General Ming Zhan.

In fact, Wang Luo is still far from the standard he wants, but it is also very rare.

The most important thing is that he doesn't have that much time.

The fall of the Beast Lord will inevitably trigger a series of reactions. It cannot be felt here, but changes have naturally occurred in other places.

A new era has begun, and he doesn't know how long it will be until that battle.

A hundred years? Ten years? One year? Even if it breaks out tomorrow, he won't be surprised.

And he got the Soul-Destroying Needle. He needs to wear it off little by little, and he will fall into the Soul-Destroying Needle again. It is impossible to wake up in a short period of time.

Not to mention recruiting disciples and teaching Dharma on behalf of General Ming Zhan, this opportunity can only be given to Wang Luo.

Wang Luo himself didn't even know what this opportunity meant and how it would change his future.

"What did the senior say? I understand the friendship between the senior and General Ming Zhan. I also hope that someone can inherit the legacy of General Ming Zhan. If in the future, he can see the same style as General Ming Zhan." Qi Hao's message

Said inwardly.

Does he feel uncomfortable? Not at all.

He is already very satisfied.

"Thank you, little master."

The sword spirit looked at Wang Luo with unprecedented seriousness.

"I have had two masters in my life. The person I asked you to become my master is the first city lord of Wanzhan City, General Mingzhan, who can also be called Lord Mingzhan."

"Your Majesty?"

Wang Luo showed the same expression that Qi Hao showed before.

"You are too weak, so naturally you don't know about the Venerable. The Venerable is the strongest among the immortals and the most powerful people in the world." Sword Spirit said.

"Sure enough, this is my life!" Wang Luo sighed in his heart.

He is in the realm of real bones and is the strongest person under the immortals. He only dares to think like this in dreams.

"Today, you become the disciple of General Ming Zhan, and you are the only successor of General Ming Zhan. Even if you die, you must not disgrace the general's reputation, and you must not betray Wan Zhan City." The sword spirit's voice was loud and his breath was majestic.

"Disciples will remember it!"

Wang Luo responded loudly.

Since it is a dream, let this dream be more real and more enjoyable.

"Even, little master, I need to ask you for another weapon to make the embryo of a new weapon."

"Wang Luo is a disciple of General Mingzhan, and he is from Wanzhan City. Joining Wanzhan City, there are naturally rewards. Just in time, I also want to go to the armory and see it." Qi Hao responded with a smile.

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The group left the library and came to the weapons warehouse.

Compared to the Library Pavilion, the weapon formations are more powerful.

Once you enter it, you can sense the strong sword intent and killing intent.

"This dream is worth dying for." Wang Luo swallowed.

How many weapons were there in front of him? He didn't know. He only knew that the value of each weapon was enough to be worth the wealth of the Wang family.

"Choose one for yourself, remember, choose carefully." Sword Spirit ordered.

Qi Hao was also wandering around the weapons pavilion, looking at every weapon here.

There are everything from bronze tripods to embroidery needles.

There are even traces of blood remaining on some weapons.

"Little master, every weapon is different. Not only the appearance, the battles experienced, and the number of kills, but even the character and murderous intention of the previous owner will be imprinted on the weapon. Every weapon here will be imprinted on it.

Every weapon is worth understanding." Sword Spirit said patiently.

Qi Hao agreed so readily, which made him even more willing to get close to Qi Hao.

"Yes, standing in front of each weapon, what I perceive is different, and some of them can even resonate with me."

Qi Hao stopped in front of a bell.

Obviously the bell was not shaking, but there seemed to be a sound inside his body.

"My little master is indeed a person with a destiny. Being able to resonate with a weapon means that you are destined to this weapon. If you can control it, it will be easier. In fact, every good weapon has a spirit. It's just their spirit.

, without consciousness, without form, it can also be called instinct."


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