"Zhao Feng! What's your problem? It has nothing to do with practice. Master recruits geniuses from all over the world, and naturally he loves talent. Do you think Master has any intention?"
Nangong Fan looked sulky and shouted in surprise.
Zhao Feng's question also made Bei Mo and Feng Yinyue frown slightly.
Indeed, the questions raised by Zhao Feng were a bit strange. Although they were not considered questioning and making things difficult, they at least had nothing to do with martial arts practice.
Zhao Feng also immediately realized that this question was somewhat off-topic.
"This is the first time that someone has raised this issue with me."
Marquis Guangjun's expression returned to normal and he glanced at Zhao Feng lightly.
Considering his height, he would naturally not be annoyed by this matter, otherwise it would be difficult for him to reach the height he has reached so far.
Master is really magnanimous.
Nangong Fan and others breathed a sigh of relief, as Marquis Guangjun did not scold him as expected.
After Zhao Feng mentioned it, several geniuses in the palace became somewhat interested.
Nangong Fan, Feng Yinyue and other geniuses are all extremely talented and intelligent people. Marquis Guangjun's behavior of searching for geniuses everywhere and cultivating young geniuses cannot be a simple love of talents. There should be a purpose.
Marquis Guangjun stood up slowly, stood with his hands behind his hands, sighed softly, his eyes gradually drifted away, the depth inside was endless, as if there was a world of heaven and earth, experiencing an unknown story.
His thoughts drifted farther and farther at that moment, traveling into the time and space of the past years.
Zhao Feng's left eye clearly captured the emotional changes in Marquis Guangjun's eyes that were difficult for ordinary people to detect.
During that gentle sigh, Zhao Feng caught the complex expressions in his eyes such as gloom, helplessness, regret, perseverance, and hope.
It was as if at that moment of sighing, Marquis Guangjun experienced a cycle of four seasons in his life.
"Over the years, I have been searching everywhere to train young geniuses, all for one 'wish'. That is a 'wish' that I cannot achieve myself, but can only rely on the geniuses of the future generations to fulfill."
Marquis Guangjun sighed with regret, and immediately glanced at the several geniuses in the hall, especially when he fell on Bei Mo's face, he showed a hint of hope.
A wish?
A wish that even Marquis Guangjun could not fulfill?
Several talented young people in the main hall looked at each other, looking at each other with unknown shock.
Several geniuses, including Bei Mo, had strong curiosity.
It should be noted that Marquis Guangjun has stood at the pinnacle of Xiangyun Kingdom's military force and power. There are only a handful of giants in the country who can be equal to him.
Even in the eyes of some people, Marquis Guangjun is already a myth of invincibility in Xiangyun Kingdom.
Such a giant, if even he can't do something, who else can accomplish it?
"What is Marquis Guangjun's wish?"
Zhao Feng became more and more curious. He didn't even believe that there were things in this world that the other party couldn't do.
He estimated that Marquis Guangjun was probably a strong man in the holy realm of martial arts; if he surpassed the master of martial arts, he could be crowned with the title of "grand master of martial arts".
Therefore, this is equivalent to the wish of a "sacred realm master".
"You guys should retreat first."
Marquis Guangjun sighed, waved his hand, and sat back on the futon, leaving only his direct disciple Bei Mo behind.
"Master, don't worry, I will work hard to help you achieve your wish."
Bei Mo said respectfully.
"If you have this heart, Master will be satisfied. From today on, I will teach you some unique skills..."
Marquis Guangjun smiled with relief.
Today, there were ten geniuses in Lingwu Hall who participated in the qualification test.
There is no doubt that the qualifications of Feng Yinyue and others have surpassed ordinary people, and they are worthy of the name of genius.
However, compared to their direct disciple Bei Mo, their qualifications are insignificant.
…
Outside Lingwu Hall.
Several direct disciples of Marquis Guangjun walked out of the hall together.
"Junior Brother Zhao, you are very courageous. You actually raised such a question just now? You have to understand that some masters of the ninth level of martial arts are trembling and flattered in front of the master."
Nangong Fan said in the tone of a senior brother reprimanding his junior brother.
Indeed, he entered the master's sect earlier than Zhao Feng, and regardless of his cultivation level and qualifications, he is better than Zhao Feng and several others.
"Thank you for your concern, senior brother."
Zhao Feng said neither salty nor bland.
He had just become the registered disciple of Marquis Guangjun. Although he did not want to offend Nangong Fan, he would never obey this man's orders.
Zhao Feng's performance made Nangong Fan feel a little unhappy, but he couldn't get angry on the spot, so he had to keep it in mind.
On the other hand, Zhao Yufei, who was smart and smiling, got a lot of information from Nangong Fan.
Nangong Fan said: "Let me remind you, Junior Brother Beimo has amazing qualifications and is the most valued by Master. He seems to be old-fashioned, but in fact he is arrogant and does not allow others to surpass him in any place. Therefore, you
Don't be competitive with him on weekdays."
After hearing what he said, Zhao Feng felt the same way.
That day in the Tianwei camp, I was better than Bei Mo in terms of memory, and the other party was obviously unhappy.
"Senior Brother Nangong, how strong is Bei Mo's qualifications that makes Master value him so much and accept him as his direct disciple?"
There was some confusion in Feng Yinyue's tone.
With his strength as the number one genius in the Tianwei camp, he is completely unqualified to become the personal disciple of Marquis Guangjun.
Feng Yinyue is also a proud and arrogant person. He does not believe that anyone of his generation can surpass him in what he cannot do himself.
"Haha, if you had seen Junior Brother Beimo's test performance with your own eyes, you wouldn't have made such remarks."
Nangong Fan's laughter contained a bit of ridicule and a hint of jealousy and weakness.
"How many laps did Senior Brother Beimo achieve in his test at that time?"
Zhao Yufei asked curiously.
A few of them can become the registered disciples of Marquis Guangjun, and they have basically performed about five rounds of tests.
"At that time, my test result was five and a half laps..."
A hint of memory appeared on Nangong Fan's face, and his mind seemed to have returned to the moment when he and Bei Mo entered the Lingwu Hall three years ago.
"Five and a half laps? That's already more than us."
Feng Yinyue was surprised and moved, and the imbalance in her heart suddenly disappeared.
Zhao Feng also revealed something strange. Nangong Fan's aptitude was indeed better than that of the Ten Heavenly Guards boy, and even Feng Yin Yue was slightly inferior.
"However, compared with Junior Brother Beimo, my test performance is insignificant. Junior Brother Beimo, the test result at that time... was almost eight and a half laps!"
Nangong Fan took a deep breath, with deep helplessness and unwillingness in his eyes, as well as a trace of unconcealable jealousy.
Eight and a half circles!
Feng Yinyue and Zhao Yufei couldn't help but be stunned.
Zhao Feng's heart was slightly shocked. Eight and a half circles, this is completely unimaginable talent and talent, it can be called abnormal.
It is no wonder that Bei Mo became the personal disciple of Marquis Guangjun and was so valued.
At this moment, several geniuses present truly realized the gap between them and Bei Mo.
After leaving Lingwu Hall, Zhao Feng, Feng Yinyue, and Zhao Yufei returned to the Tianwei camp.
From that day on, they will leave Tianwei Camp and settle in Guangling Mansion as disciples of Marquis Guangjun.
"Congratulations to both of you, you have become the disciples of Marquis Guangjun. You will achieve great success in the future. Don't forget me, Mr. Huang."
Huang Qi looked envious, with a sour taste in his tone.
At this moment, Huang Qi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking that when he first met Zhao Feng, he didn't take them seriously.
But today, fate has turned around due to repeated push.
Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei surpassed themselves one after another and successfully became the disciples of Guangjun Hou, surpassing his level.
After reorganizing themselves in the Tianwei camp, Zhao Feng and the two went to say goodbye to the dull young man.
"Two junior brothers and junior sisters, we will be in the same sect from now on. If you need anything, you can come to me."
The dull young man smiled slightly.
"Dare I ask my senior brother's name?"
Zhao Feng still doesn't know the name of the dull young man.
"As a Guangjun Guard, from now on there is only one code name left, 'San Wei'. This is my name. You can call me Senior Brother San Wei."
The dull young man remains as mysterious as ever.
Zhao Feng and Zhao Feng looked a little stunned and stood up to say goodbye to the dull young man.
Becoming a disciple of Marquis Guangjun, the treatment you will enjoy from now on will be far superior to that of most people in Guangling Mansion.
On that very day.
Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei moved into an independent pavilion in Guangling Mansion respectively, saying goodbye to the dilapidated tents and wooden houses in Tianwei camp.
The pavilion in the other courtyard where Zhao Feng stayed had two guards at the door, both of whom were warriors.
"Meet Master Zhao!"
The two guards bowed.
"Meet the master."
There are actually seven or eight servants and maids under Zhao Feng's name, and they are all respectful.
In the courtyard, there is a small garden filled with fragrance and a three-story pavilion, which is luxurious and noble.
"This kind of treatment is even better than the elders of the Zhao clan."
Zhao Feng was secretly speechless.
Half a year ago, he was still a martial arts disciple. How could he have ever thought that a strong warrior at the warrior level could be just his own guard?
Becoming a disciple of Marquis Guangjun, he can earn 20,000 to 30,000 silver per month, and can also enjoy some cultivation resources for free, such as some common heavenly materials and earthly treasures, elixirs, body-tempering powder, etc.
After moving into the new villa, Zhao Feng took a good bath at night and then started practicing.
Among them, "Guiyuan Qi Jue" is his indispensable homework every night.
After running "Guiyuan Qi Jue" several times, Zhao Feng focused on "Silver Wall Jue" again.
"Silver Wall Technique" is the only holy martial arts he possesses, which greatly improves his strength.
Zhao Feng recalled what Marquis Guangjun said during the day: "...the purpose of the ninth level of martial arts is to strengthen flesh, bones, and internal organs. The real role of internal strength in martial arts is not to kill the enemy, but to strengthen oneself. At this point
There are many warriors who have gone astray."
It is not difficult to see that the ninth level of martial arts really focuses on the body and foundation.
This made Zhao Feng even more determined to successfully practice the "Silver Wall Technique".
Once the "Silver Wall Technique" breaks through the tenth level, the physical body can escape from the mortal world and enter the holy realm, and there is no need to worry about impacting the holy realm of martial arts.
In the next few days, Zhao Feng concentrated on practicing the "Silver Wall Technique", supplemented by the "Returning Qi Technique", and other martial arts, such as "Star Pointing Finger", "Smoke Wave Shadowless Step", etc., were secondary.
However, "Silver Wall Technique" is a holy martial art after all. After Zhao Feng broke through to the sixth level, his advancement became very slow.
Moreover, the physical training type of martial arts requires the most time and arduous practice. It is difficult to make tricks and requires one step at a time.
"For body-training exercises, you can speed up your training with the help of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as external objects such as body-tempering liquids."
Zhao Feng's thoughts changed.
He couldn't help but clean up his belongings and found that there were three to four hundred thousand taels of banknotes in his pocket.
Huh? So much.
Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that all these silver taels were obtained from the bandit suppression that day. Among them, just by killing the seventh-level bandit leader, he got two to three hundred thousand taels of silver notes.