Chapter 472: Meeting grandpa for the first time, the God of War thought [Big Cup!]
'This nephew Mo Feng is really energetic.'
Wu Wang yawned as he walked out of his master's courtyard and jogged towards the outside of the town, his speed gradually increasing.
We talked all night last night, all about martial arts practice.
Wu Huan also fulfilled the duty of a master uncle and gave Mo Feng some pointers. As long as his nephew Mo Feng goes back and follows the path he pointed out step by step, he will definitely achieve something.
The leader of Tiandao still needs to have this kind of self-confidence.
It was just dawn and the streets in the town were empty. The coolness of the early morning penetrated his body and Wu Wan quickly became sober.
It’s really tiring to have both sides of the world inside and outside.
Tiandao's speed in digging the avenues has obviously become faster recently, and Wu Huan's mastery of the avenues has also become faster.
This is indeed the case. As the Dao of Heaven itself strengthens, the speed of 'research and development' of a new avenue will naturally increase. At this time, it is not difficult to master the three thousand avenues before the great catastrophe.
But regarding the understanding of ‘Ten Thousand Stars’, Wu Huan fell into a bottleneck.
If the starry sky is void, and one can only understand the avenue of the starry sky as a whole - this is the way of the Star God - then how can one find a glimmer of life among the stars?
Everything is nothing;
Everything is real again.
Zhong arranged for his incarnation to come to the God of War to practice from scratch. Was there some kind of ‘intention’?
This little Zhong, who is becoming more and more naughty, must have also witnessed the two times when 'he' passed through the great tribulations of heaven and earth. It is very likely that he knows the truth of the great tribulations, but he has always guided himself to understand and feel.
The reason is that Xiao Zhong himself cannot solve the catastrophe...
She was just helping her master from the beginning to the end.
Wu Wan understood it all, so after he transformed into the outer world, he became particularly diligent and diligent in his practice.
He needs to quickly improve his strength. At this time, he is racing against time. If he gets control of the outer world earlier, he may have a better chance of winning in the future.
"Time waits for us not."
Wu Wang murmured and ran into the woods outside the town.
With the slight chill of the autumn morning, he unbuttoned his shirt and wore only a short shirt. He raised his hands and pressed them slowly. Wisps of spiritual power manifested around him and turned into several complicated runes, which were imprinted on Wu.
The back and soles of the feet.
In an instant, he seemed to be carrying a small mountain, and his feet did not put too much pressure on the earth.
"ha!"
Wu Wan shouted loudly, and his whole body became much more energetic. He dashed left and right, and performed a set of uncomplicated boxing techniques with great force, making thunderous explosions.
But Wu Wu, who had previously been able to call upon the wind and rain, soared into the clouds and controlled the mist, and later relied on the way of heaven to follow his words, really couldn't find much happiness at the moment.
This may be the disadvantage of "quick pass".
In the wild world, Wu Wu, with the help of Zhong, quickly achieved the position of Emperor of Heaven, stood on the great road, controlled the way of heaven, and commanded the heaven.
The problem that arises is that Wu Wang himself is perfect in this line of time that he has now stepped out, but his own mental experience is not enough, so he has this experience and practice in Tianwai.
Therefore, even if Wu Wan does not feel happy, he must take one step at a time and walk this path firmly.
Practice, cultivate your mind, and cultivate yourself.
In this process, Wu Wang relied on his "little bit" of experience to start improving the strength of his incarnation's soul in advance while exercising, so as to make up for the shortcomings of martial arts. Isn't it unreasonable?
This is very reasonable.
With a gentle breath, Wu Wan closed his eyes, and wisps of spiritual consciousness spread around him, covering the entire town.
He felt the movement of his own spiritual power and the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth. He pushed forward gently with his hands, and the muscles in his whole body were between relaxation and tension, and he had begun to practice his own "Tai Chi".
For a few moments, the palm pushed the spiritual energy and the fist hit the virtual object.
The spiritual energy within a radius of ten miles began to rotate in a circle, and a faint smile appeared on Wu Wang's lips, feeling comfortable and contented all over.
This great ancestor of Blue Star.
…
Mo Feng has never felt such pressure.
A person of the same age, and a person who has just formally practiced for half a year and is slightly younger than himself, has a much better understanding of martial arts than him.
And the more contact he had with his junior uncle, the more shocked Mo Feng was in his heart.
Is this really a young man who was born as a hunter and grew up in the mountains?
I always feel that even those children who have served Lord Liuli God since childhood are unlikely to have this level of understanding of martial arts, right?
Talking all night last night really benefited Mo Feng a lot.
At the beginning, Mo Feng asked Wu Wang for advice, but he was still a little arrogant in his heart. He thought that his cultivation level was still advanced after all, so he could in turn give his junior uncle some guidance on his cultivation and give him some experience.
But when Wu Huan really gave him a few words of advice, he explained the introduction of the spiritual power tide in the warrior's body, corrected Mo Feng's power-generating techniques in several moves, and pointed out more than ten deficiencies in the connection of Mo Feng's moves.
…
Gradually, Mo Feng became less well.
Could it be that my junior uncle is really the reincarnation of Lord Martial God?
How come this martial arts understanding is higher than that of my master?
What was even more outrageous was that when Mo Feng went to his master Chun Luan with such doubts, Chun Luan smiled and talked about the outrageous 'childhood experience' of his junior uncle.
"This little uncle of yours is a monster, don't compare yourself to him.
Your master once sent someone to investigate the family background of your junior uncle, how he grew up in these years..."
"Is there something wrong with the origin of my junior uncle?" Mo Feng couldn't help but become nervous.
Chun Luan shook his head, touched Mo Feng's head, and said warmly: "Don't make this matter public. If word spreads, it will bring a bad reputation to your junior uncle. Before he was eight years old, he was...a fool."
"Ahem! Ahem!"
"this?"
"Your little uncle grew up in a valley village. He was raised by two hunters. Those two hunters settled in the town. Little Jinwei has no blood relationship with him. They are just brother and sister."
Chun Luan smiled and said:
"Your uncle Qiu is the most familiar with this family. He has inquired a lot overtly and covertly. Your junior uncle doesn't have any secrets.
All we can say is that this is the talent that Lord Martial God gave us in the Glazed Realm.
In fact, every few hundred years, it is possible for such a being to be born, with extraordinary qualifications and strong understanding, and then quickly rise to become the pillar of a world. This has happened before.
When you see more of it, you won’t feel so strange anymore.”
"Yes, teacher, I understand," Mo Feng lowered his head in response, "It's just that my junior uncle is so outstanding that I can't adapt to it for a while."
Chun Luan said: "Get along with your junior uncle more. We will only stay here for three more days. I suddenly received a call from the army and the border is a bit unstable."
"Only for three days?"
"Your master is going to teach Beng Yun Jin later. You can learn as much as you can. It doesn't matter if you can't learn it," Chun Luan said with a smile. "I've known it for a long time. This is my master's best skill. On weekdays, I can't do it."
None of it is revealed.”
"Um."
Just as Mo Feng was about to resign and leave, he heard his master murmuring in a low voice:
"You, Master Qiu, and Master Dong, are both praising you as a young master to the heavens. Later, the teacher will use Collapse Cloud Strength. It depends on how much he can master on the first day."
Mo Feng was thoughtful, but he started to compare.
He will have to observe carefully later to see if he can comprehend such a unique skill!
Mo Feng left his master and found a rock in the corner of the courtyard. He sat cross-legged on it and began to understand the flow of spiritual power. He was extremely diligent.
He was trying hard to relax his mind, recuperate his energy, and put himself in the best condition to accept his master's Collapse of Cloud Energy.
This went on for about half an hour.
The sun was rising, and two white clouds were floating in the sky. The wooden door in front of Qiu Lao's house was slowly opened. Qiu Lao stepped out with his hands behind his back, a proud smile on his lips, and his energy was fuller than usual.
A lot.
Obviously, the teacher had also made preparations for a long time before.
"Come to the courtyard. Let's go outside the town so as not to disturb others."
The wooden doors everywhere were opened, and the spring, autumn, and winter disciples went out together. Fu'er and Jin Wei had already packed up and followed Qiuli.
Mo Feng jumped up from where he was meditating, looked around, and wondered: "Where is my junior uncle?"
"Let's go boxing."
Qiu Lao said with a smile: "Come on, let's go find him right now."
Jin Wei asked in a low voice: "When did my brother go out? Why didn't I hear him?"
"He went to practice before dawn," Qiuli said with a smile. "On weekdays, he comes here early in the morning every day, and he is sweating profusely every time he comes."
"The level of talent only determines the level of your upper limit," Mr. Qiu said slowly. "If you want to reach your upper limit quickly and have more opportunities to break through this limit, you need to work hard day and night.
Your little uncle is much more diligent than your master when he was young."
Chunluan, who put on her battle armor and carried a spear on her back, complained softly: "Master, don't talk about what I did when I was young. Am I not young now?"
"Hahaha," Mr. Qiu laughed while stroking his beard, his voice was quite hearty.
Dong Peng arranged two ox carts to carry everyone slowly towards the hillside forest outside the town.
Along the streets and alleys, there were only a few pedestrians.
Mo Feng and Fu'er, who were accustomed to the bustling scenery of the big city, now felt the tranquility and leisure of the small town, and their moods became a little more peaceful.
The years here are slow and the sun is long here. Everyone can support themselves by doing one thing well.
Mo Feng whispered: "No matter how many times we lose in the Twelve World Competition, it doesn't seem to affect the life here."
"Well," Chun Luan said, "those cities where a large number of tribesmen are gathered are the ones who are really anxious...and this is the case in all walks of life. Only those big cities are considered cities and can be seen by the adults above.
These small towns and villages are as good as non-existent."
Mo Feng didn't know how to comment for a moment, always feeling a little powerless.
Qiu Lao saw him and said with a smile: "You can ask Qingshan about this question."
"Yes, Master."
Mo Feng responded respectfully, his master's words filling his heart again.
'Your little uncle was a fool before he was eight years old.'
Fool?
No, this may be the state of 'innate perfection and freedom' in those rumors. My uncle has behaved strangely and behaved strangely in the eyes of others since he was a child, because he is a natural martial arts expert.
Yes, that must be the case!
Mo Feng's eyes gradually became more fanatical, and he wished he could squat next to his uncle right away and study Uncle Qingshan's practice method carefully.
After an unknown amount of time, Dong Peng smiled and said, "It's right here."
On the hillside ahead, Wu Wan trotted to meet him, his open chest dripping with sweat.
Jin Wei suddenly became energetic, jumped off the bullock cart and rushed towards Wu Wan, still laughing, but she didn't know what she was laughing at.
All children are like this.
Wu Wan picked up little Jinwei and spun her around twice, making Jinwei scream continuously;
Several people got off the bullock cart one by one. When Qiuli and Chunluan wanted to help Qiu Lao, they were pushed away by Qiu Lao.
The older the old martial artist was, the less he wanted to obey his old age. At this moment, he was walking on the hillside with his hands behind his back, and his spiritual power was flowing in his body for the first time in a long time.
Wu Wan stepped forward to meet him and called him "teacher" respectfully.
Qiu Lao found a shade tree, called his disciples and grandsons to gather in front of him, and began to explain martial arts and teach Bengyun Jin.
Wu Wan opened up the power of his soul to monitor everywhere, carefully analyzing the meaning of the teacher's every word.
He suddenly felt two fiery eyes beside him.
Little Jinwei hasn't even entered puberty yet, so why is she starting to have feelings for her?
Wu Wan turned his head and glanced, and there were several black lines hanging on his forehead.
Uh, it's Mo Feng.
If this were Fu'er and Wu Wan, although they would feel uncomfortable, they would still be able to accept it.
But Mo Feng...a young man with a delicate face...
"Little uncle."
While Qiu Lao was drinking water, Mo Feng whispered something.
"What's wrong?" Wu Wan subconsciously moved half an inch away from him.
Mo Feng took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and asked angrily: "Were you a fool when you were a child?"
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Qiu Lao choked on his drink of water.
Wu Wan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was because of this that he thought Mo Feng...
"That's right," Wu said with a smile, "Others laugh at me because I'm too crazy, but I laugh at others because they can't see through it. Maybe I'm a fool in the eyes of others, but sometimes, I'm just following nature."
Mo Feng clenched his fists excitedly and looked at Wu Wan, his eyes became even more intense.
Qiu Lao said calmly: "Okay, okay, you two little guys, stop whispering. I'm here to explain Bengyun Jin to you, and then give you a demonstration."
Chun Luan hurriedly said: "Teacher, let me demonstrate. Don't tremble your energy and blood."
"Hey, it doesn't matter," Qiu Lao said with a smile, "You haven't mastered your kung fu yet, so you can do some Qi training for me in advance."
Wu Wang hesitated to speak, but still obeyed the teacher's wishes.
What Wu Huan didn't know was that not far from their heads, on a slowly floating cloud, two figures were sitting in the cloud, drinking wine and listening to music, feeling at ease.
There is no way, the power of the soul of Wu Wan's incarnation is not very strong, even if the spiritual sense can see the cloud, it can't see through the blindness on the cloud.
Of the two figures, one was of medium build, with bulging muscles, a beard, wearing golden armor, and exuding a strong masculine aura.
A fat ball turned into a ball...or in other words, this is a ball.
At this moment, the two gods drank one glass of wine after another. The innate god in armor sighed softly, and the ball god's eyes were filled with emotion.
"Water God," the strong man sighed, "if you have something to say, just say something. I have drunk so much wine, and I look like this with a faint and resentful look. You say this! If you want to drink, just say it, I will give it to you.
Is it okay to care enough?"
"well."
Shui Shen said: "I don't know where to start talking about this."
The God of War wondered: "What's wrong?"
"My daughter..."
"What's wrong with Sister Cangxue?" Martial God's eyes lit up and he leaned forward slightly, "Tell me, Sister Cangxue is back?"
"Yes," the Water God sighed, "he is back, but he is gone."
After saying this, the Water God picked up a glass of wine and drank it down. His fat face, which even looked mildly sad, was full of tangles.
Shui Shen said: "Didn't Emperor Kuang lose to the new Heavenly Emperor Donghuang Taiyi in the wilderness?"
"I'm worried about this too," the God of War sighed. "That day when Donghuang Taiyi and the gods in the sky took action, I also felt it. Good guy, this Donghuang Taiyi was a bit amazing. He incorporated hundreds of avenues into his own.
Tao, it has never been done before or since."
"My grandson." The Water God muttered in a low voice.
The God of War blinked: "What?"
"My grandson," Shui Shen said, "Donghuang Taiyi, is Cang Xue's child."
The God of War's eyes widened, and the breath almost came out of his body. He gritted his back molars and shouted: "Cang Xue is married!?"
"Ah," the Water God muttered, "I found the man I love in the wilderness, and he is a human race."
"I!"
The God of War hammered his heart twice hard, and then sighed quietly: "Fortunately, I didn't put all my bets on Cang Xue girl, and there are several other girls she likes. Let's drink and drink and wish her happiness.
...No, you said Cang Xue is missing?"
"It was when His Majesty hit the seal of heaven and earth and fought against Donghuang Taiyi that my temple on the seabed was broken into."
The water god sighed:
"After I rushed back, Cang Xue's figure was no longer there. Her real body - Eternal Green, the first piece of black ice in the world, had been taken away, and the fluctuations of the ancient seal still remained.
Obviously, while the two Heavenly Emperors were competing, someone was plotting secretly, and based on the remaining fluctuations, only the strongest could do this.
Only Di Kuang, who was driven away by Donghuang Taiyi, had the opportunity to come to Tianwai.
I used various means to track it all the way, and finally found the location of my daughter's body."
"At Zhulong's?"
The God of War asked in return.
The water god nodded lightly.
The God of War threw the wine glass and chopsticks onto the square table, looking a little ugly.
"Let me just say, Zhulong doesn't want to go back for revenge, but wants to be the Emperor of Heaven. He can still cooperate with Emperor Kuang now! Have you forgotten how he was kicked out back then?"
The Water God hurriedly said: "Don't say that, don't say that, your Majesty is your Majesty after all."
"Why are you afraid of him?"
The Martial God slapped his thigh: "If he hadn't used the Avenue of Chaos to force my eldest brother down, my eldest brother would have done it for him back then!"
The Water God smiled awkwardly and muttered: "Your Majesty is very kind to me after all."
"I think you are just too weak! What if we join forces and touch him?"
"No, no," the Water God sighed, "We are the only ones left in the sky. If we can't unite as one, how can we go back?"
Wu Shen said: "Isn't the new Emperor your grandson?"
"This is different," Shui Shen said, "Don't reveal this kind of news to anyone. God knows this and you know it and I know it."
"Don't worry, this is my territory," the God of War smiled calmly, "Who can overturn my table in front of you and me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the God of War suddenly frowned and looked down at his buttocks.
The Water God also felt something and looked down.
suddenly!
The middle of the white cloud collapsed, and a violent force rushed between the two gods, knocking the small wooden table straight into the sky and exploding into pieces with a snap.
The two gods stared with big eyes and small eyes. At the same time, they looked down through the hole in the cloud. They vaguely saw a few "weak" creatures below. There was a gray-haired old man with his fist raised in the air and coughing hard;
People quickly gathered around to help the old man.
The God of War is furious!
"Me! Hi!"
"Calm down, calm down, these are your people!"
The Water God casually filled up the clouds, quickly pulled the Martial God forward, and said warmly: "How could they notice that we are here?"
"That wasn't intentional?"
"This is definitely not intentional," the Water God said hurriedly, "If you don't believe me, just listen."
The God of War pricked up his ears, and a wisp of charm enveloped the ground. Sure enough, he heard the voices of those people...
On the ground, Wu Huan glanced at the white cloud with suspicion in his heart, and had a somewhat unpleasant premonition in his heart.
Qiu Lao smiled and said: "No problem, no problem, I am getting older, my energy and blood have dried up, and I am no longer the same as before... Qingshan, how much do you understand? I will let you use this Collapse Cloud Power again."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wu Wan supported Qiu Lao and said hurriedly: "Teacher, please stop demonstrating, I have already learned it, I have already mastered it."
Qiu Lao blew his nose and stared: "You can do it once?"
"It's not even a plenary meeting," Wu laughed twice, "Let my senior sister demonstrate it to me."
"That's okay," Qiu Lao said slowly, "Chun Luan, come here, show your skills to your junior brother and your disciples, and hit the cloud that I just hit."
Wu Wangang wanted to say something: "How about changing to a cloud? There seems to be something on that cloud."
But he changed his mind. Even if he happened to meet some strong people, he couldn't reveal such a peculiarity, so he changed his words:
"Sister, how far can you hit?"
Chunluan touched his chin and considered it: "Sixty miles."
Wu Wan pointed to a cloud in the distance: "Let's take a look."
"Can you see the effect if you hit that one? If you want to hit it, just hit it on the top of your head! Watch carefully!"
Chun Luan shouted softly, and jumped several feet away. He planted his horse firmly, gathered strength in his fists, and yelled softly. The ground beneath his feet suddenly sank deep, and a wave of strength spurted upward on his own, and his long hair was tied into a ponytail.
The hair floats vertically.
She made a circle with her hands, suddenly jumped up, clenched her right fist and punched it forward!
Collapse of clouds! Strength!
boom!
It was like an 'air cannon' appeared in front of the fist. Wu Wan keenly captured the tremor of the 'line' of the universe and the upward conduction of this tremor.
The cloud above the head silently opened a big hole.
Wu Wan immediately looked closely, and the power of his spiritual thoughts penetrated into it, but he didn't find anything strange at all.
Did he feel wrong just now?
Just as he was thinking about this, a piece of debris fell from the air and landed in front of Wu Huan. It made a small hole, which was the base of a wine glass...
Chun Luan walked back, pinching her waist, and raised her eyes at Wu Wan: "How is it?"
"sharp!"
Wu Wan gave a thumbs up, and his whole body tensed up.
"Come," Mr. Qiu greeted, "I will teach you how to throw this Cloud Collapse Fist."
In the trees not far away, two figures stared at the group of people, each of their figures blending into the air.
The Water God praised: "Not to mention other things, you are quite good at training warriors."
The God of War had an undisguised smile on his face:
"Generally, the way of martial arts is not as good as my elder brother's way of spiritual cultivation. The human realm in heaven and earth can fight against the emperor. My martial arts, even if they break through to the realm of the Martial Emperor, are only comparable to those of spiritual immortals. No.
Worth mentioning."
"Then why are you laughing?"
"Hahaha," Wu Shen pinched his sexy beard, "The table was turned over and I felt happy. Look at that boy, the one with red lips and white teeth."
"I saw it," the Water God said with a smile, "It seems to be the old man's disciple, why is there still a little bit of your breath."
The God of War smiled proudly:
"His name is Mo Feng, he is a good seedling that I selected earlier, and I gave him some blood essence to improve his physique.
Fifty-eight years later, he will be able to represent the Liuli world in the competition, and then he will be able to achieve a good ranking for the Liuli world.
This is how I balance the distribution of the twelve divine realms.
The palms and backs of my hands are full of flesh, and the output of my small world is limited, so I have to let them live a hard life next to each other."
The Water God smiled and nodded, and suddenly asked: "But why do I feel that the youngest girl next to me seems to have a better physique?"
"Huh?"
The God of War took a closer look, and his eyes were full of bright light, and he praised: "It's a good luck, I found such a seedling here! What kind of physique is this? This is not given by me!"
"What?" The Water God said with a smile, "This can help you pick up treasures?"
"It seems to coincide with the great road of fire, and has the lightness of heaven and the softness of water!"
The God of War kept shaking his head, his mouth burst into laughter, he clapped his hands and said with emotion:
"Living beings are indeed the creation of heaven and earth. The future is really the era of living beings. We cannot accept it.
The physique I cultivated personally is not as good as this little girl's own natural physique. This aura is so transparent and powerful that if you look carefully, the aura seems to have given birth to an elf, constantly rotating around her.
Is this really a human race?
I thought some ancient god was alive!
If this is cultivated, can I open up the Thirteenth Divine Realm?"
The Water God smiled and said: "Then I have to congratulate the Martial God."
The Martial God smiled happily: "Although Sister Cangxue married a husband who is not me, I unexpectedly picked up a little girl with qualifications above the three treasure bodies."
"Hey!" Water God said quickly, "You old man, are you still thinking about something wrong?"
"Look!"
The God of War looked disgusted: "You old ball, am I that kind of god? Can't I accept a disciple?"
"It really scared me."
"Let me see if any of these people have good qualifications... Why is this hand useless? Why is this foot not working anymore? This one is not bad, but he is too old and lacks plasticity. This..."
The God of War paused for a moment and stared blankly at the young man known as 'Qingshan'.
For a moment, the old god's eyes were full of doubts;
The next moment, his eyes were full of tenderness;
Then, this tenderness turned into a lingering touch, and even sniffed and sighed softly.
"What's wrong?"
The God of War murmured: "It goes against the will of heaven, and the living beings exceed the limits. What should I do... I think..."
The Water God frowned and said: "Did you arrange it on purpose? I came to your place to ask for a drink, and you used these little guys to stimulate me? I haven't started any cultivation methods! By the way, what do you want to do?"
"I want to seize the body!"
"Hey!" The Water God scolded, "Can you be more serious!"
"Just kidding," Wu Shen raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, his eyes filled with memories, "Old Shui, I saw my elder brother's physique."
This time it was the Water God's turn to be stunned and looked up at Wu Wan's back.
"That green mountain?"
"Green Mountain."
The God of War murmured to himself, the memories in his eyes becoming more intense, and he could not return to his senses for a long time.