Nine hundred and ninetieth eight chapters small indeterminate two methods
In the Xuanbing House, Song Zhongkai walked slowly on the ground, constantly adapting to his legs. After sitting on a wooden chair for more than 40 years, he almost forgot this instinct of walking.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty"
Xu Zhi and Yan Jinbai had sweet mouths and immediately saluted and congratulated each other. Although this person's body was still ailing, he looked much better than when he entered the ruins.
If we go out now and face the great masters of Northern Xinjiang, we probably won’t have to force ourselves.
With Xuanbingwu's penetrating cold air suppressing it, many methods that could not be used before became more trouble-free. Relying on the adjustable cold air, the qi movement framework in Song Zhongkai's legs began to slowly recover, and the withered meridians became stronger.
Driven by internal energy, he constantly relies on precious medicine to revive.
"Not bad, not bad." Song Zhongkai nodded, quite happy with the congratulations from Xu Zhi and Yan Jinbai.
"It's a pity that I can only recover half of my strength."
Yan Xingxia felt a little regretful. This was much better than restoring 30% of his strength as he had budgeted, but if he could restore more, he would be even happier.
"Fifty percent of the strength is enough. It is not enough to attack, but it is more than enough to defend."
Song Zhongkai was obviously very satisfied with his current state. At least at this time, he could lift the sword normally. He was no longer like before and only had the ability to fight to the death.
"There have been many ties over the years. We are called the Four Grand Masters. You have to send one of us to protect me, a cripple like me, but you can't actually move more than two of us."
"Northern Xinjiang, Nan'ao, and the Kingdom of Ying are surrounded by enemies on three sides. You have worked hard these years to attack everywhere."
"From now on, Dongyue is no longer a place where they can come and leave whenever they want. There is no way to cross the border, and they will never come back."
"Hehe." Yan Xingxia sneered twice before saying, "When the time comes, I will ambush and kill one or two, and then they will be honest."
For this era, the Grand Master is the weapon that governs the country. The division at the top still adheres to the most primitive instinct. Whoever has the biggest fist has the right to speak.
Perhaps, in any dynasty and in any era, this will not change.
No matter whether you dominate the most cutting-edge technology or possess extreme personal power, as long as it can be transformed into a sufficiently deterrent military force, you will have enough confidence.
Without any tools, he can cross national borders and cross oceans by relying on his body. He has extreme strike capabilities, and it is self-evident that the great master cherishes him.
It is extremely difficult to make a great master fall, and it is very rare to see the death of a great master like Huozhenbeiqi and Aiyulibali Bada regicide.
A grand master can lose, but it is not difficult to run, retreat, or break away. At most, you have to pay some price, or in extreme cases, both sides will suffer. At this level, each has many cards, and there are very few shortcomings, just ability.
Just up and down.
It is extremely difficult to kill the opponent in a one-on-one situation. For example, Yan Xingxia can only ambush and rely on the power of three or four people to kill the opponent with minimal damage.
"Okay, okay, kill two of them."
Yan Xuankong watched silently as the two old men expressed their ambitions, thinking about certain possibilities. Whether they were calculating mentally or not, they might indeed be able to wait for some opportunity.
Song Zhongkai originally wanted to set off a fog bomb, but it turned into a big bomb.
But that's all for the future.
Now he was very confused. Yan Xuankong looked at the drawings in his hands. He didn't understand this art.
He was also despised by his grandson.
Everyone needs to communicate, and he has no hope for the two younger ones. He can only look at Li Huaien, who is older than him, or the same age.
"This picture was drawn with B425 ink pen. The drawing and outline are done in one go and with great ease. This is a casual work by a master of art."
Li Huaien took a piece of paper with magic symbols, looked at it carefully, and then nodded and commented.
"Grandmaster?"
Yan Xuankong looked at Xu Zhi. Xu Zhi shook his head repeatedly. Don't blame him for this matter. He knows nothing about art. Who will be the one to take the lead when the time comes?
"Is there anything strange about this?"
Yan Xingxia took a piece of drawing paper and looked back and forth carefully, but didn't see anything strange. It was a random work by a master, and it was a worthless work.
"The things these two little ones got are coupled with the patterns on a wall in that city."
"There's something weird about that wall. If you focus on the lines for a few minutes, you'll have illusions."
"It's not a bad thing, it's a good thing. It seems to have certain benefits in expanding the brain. It may be similar to the psychedelic tower."
Looking at the caring expressions of the three old guys for the mentally retarded, Yan Xuankong tried his best to explain.
"It's interesting, let's go and see it, Xiao Xu Zhi..."
Song Zhongkai just raised his hand and saw Xu Zhi on the other side lying on the ground transferring items.
"This little clever devil."
He laughed hoarsely, feeling much less anxious about taking out the exquisite secret medicine.
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"Hahaha, Master, you must be kidding me."
"No, no, no, look, it's really sliced."
In the elemental world, Xu Zhi took out his mobile phone, and there were piles of Titan residue on it, which were cut very neatly.
"If you can put it together completely, I will pick it up secretly for you when they look at the Wisdom Wall."
"No, no, no, I don't want this broken Titan anymore. It's hard to recognize all these parents. Let's just play with its head."
Somla shook his head repeatedly, feeling that the world Xu Zhi lived in was too bad, and his martial arts skills were so exquisite that anyone who used them would be cut into pieces and die very unhappy.
What could a titan's head do? Somla felt that she had to clean up and think about it carefully.
Xu Zhi also sneaked in to break the news. He still had to clean up the mess left by Song Zhongkai. As for logistics, he performed better this time. If he hadn't been careless and beaten half to death by Titan, this trip to the cave would have been perfect.
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A road of more than a hundred miles is an extremely short distance for the great masters.
Several people stood by the wall of wisdom. Song Zhongkai stood for a long time and then whispered: "The caves in Northern Xinjiang are really good."
"Our training field is not bad either. At least we have trained Huang Putu again."
"It's a pity that the black knight is not very capable and seems to be running out of fuel."
"Perhaps we can still support one or two. You two, ah, fight for some energy. When you reach the Grand Master Realm, I will set off firecrackers for you."
Yan Xuankong and Li Huaien had expressions of disgust on their faces. Faced with the painful teachings of two more experienced great masters, they could only accept it honestly.
"Looking through these drawings and simulating memory, this scene of filling in missing patterns is very interesting."
"There is always enough time."
After watching it only twice, Song Zhongkai has already completed the requirements of the Wisdom Wall.
Since it was not caused by cultivation and the Grand Master could benefit from it, Yan Xuankong could only refer to the drawings honestly.
"You two are very good. I have a little Wuding method. I wonder if you are willing to learn it."
"Willing to learn, willing to learn."
In the presence of a great master and two top masters, it is impossible for Song Zhongkai to throw out low-level skills.
Xu Zhi thought deeply, maybe this was Song Zhongkai's compensation for dragging the two younger ones of the Yan family into this life and death situation.
This was also the case when Yan Xingxia directly asked for the Linglong Secret Medicine. Only by leveling the unfairness between each other can the relationship be maintained in a long-term and equal manner.