"Bang!"

The palm of the old man in the mountain slapped on Qin Yuan's shoulder, Qin Yuan stumbled, and almost fell to the ground on the spot, half of his body was numb, the bones of his shoulder armor were almost shattered, and he grinned after snorting, this old man was happy to be happy, what are you doing with such great strength?

However, he could understand the joy and sorrow of life and death in the Suiren City, and he could understand the joy of the old man when he finally saw hope after tens of thousands of years of grief and indignation.

Qin Yuan could understand the old man in the mountain, but the old man in the mountain didn't understand him, the old man looked at Qin Yuan with a sneer, and said: "The dignified Suiren City Lord, what can such a lowly cultivation be?

There was another reprimand for no reason, Qin Yuan did not respond or refute, he knew that his cultivation was not high, but to "stand up to the sky and step on the ground", it was more than a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

Rice has to be eaten in one bite, things have to be done little by little, Qin Yuan has understood this truth since he was a child, so he did not become enthusiastic because of the old man's words, and became that brainless and hot-blooded young man.

Seeing that Qin Yuan didn't react much, the old man was angry, and just wanted to continue, but he remembered the scene when Qin Yuan turned around not long ago, and knew that this guy seemed easy-going, but he was very strong in his bones.

"How long have you been practicing so far?" the old man moved on to another topic, he was even more concerned about Qin Yuan's cultivation than Qin Yuan himself.

Qin Yuan replied truthfully: "Less than three months. ”

"Less than three months?" the old man was slightly startled, and looked at Qin Yuan suspiciously, as if he didn't believe his words.

Qin Yuan nodded and replied truthfully: "Three months ago, the younger generation accidentally got a small seal, accepted the inheritance of a geography master, and came to this day step by step. ”

The old man looked at Qin Yuan seriously, seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, and he didn't need to lie, he laughed after a while, his laughter was thick and hoarse, like an old wood swaying in the wind, and his rough cheeks were full of relief.

"Practicing in March, you will become the realm of Bigu, not bad, not bad, what your teacher said is really good, Suiren City is handed over to you, although there are some grievances, but the result will not be too bad. ”

Qin Yuan was very unhappy when he heard this, rolled his eyes, and said with sincerity on his face: "Or you are also wronged and wronged, and now you will recognize me as the master?" I promise that I will also give you a very good result." ”

The old man in the mountain tilted his head to the side.

Qin Yuan didn't joke with him, and said, "Senior, when are you going to release those children?" Declare in advance, I don't have time to be a nanny to help you take care of the children now." Besides, those children are all geniuses, and if they really want to be released, they must have some masters to cultivate by their side. ”

The old man in the mountain saw that Qin Yuan cared about the last fire of Suiren City, his face softened slightly, and said: "Now is not the opportunity, the people of Suiren City have put their hopes in my hands, then I will naturally not let them grow on the broken bricks and tiles, at least until most of the Suiren City is repaired, as for the master teaching, hehe, the old man has existed for nearly 100,000 years, and he can barely be regarded as a master!"

The old man in the mountain is very proud, and it is true, he is the instrument spirit of this city, and the staff of the dragon god and the flint diamond are on a par with each other, and the cultivation of all the people in the city is seen by him, and he is like a machine to remember, taught by him personally, of course, he can bloom the strength of this group of children to the greatest extent.

Just then, his pride disappeared, not long ago, he was pierced through the chest with a finger, if he was a master, what was that old pedantic terrifying existence?

"That's just right. Qin Yuan was also satisfied with his plan, and after a few words with the old man in the mountain, he was about to leave this place and return to the earth.

"Wait a minute. ”

The old man in the mountain stopped Qin Yuan before he left, and said: "I think your most advantageous blade is the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, the body is good, the strength is good, your heroic momentum is also good, it is the material for practicing the halberd, but the halberd method is too lame, that is, the second-rate goods in Suiren City, take a look at this." ”

The old man in the mountain casually threw over a white jade medallion.

This set of halberd method is his family heirloom, when he was young, he suffered countless hardships to hone his proficiency and mellowness, and was ridiculed by this old guy as a second-rate commodity in Suiren City.

Qin Yuan took it and grinned, it could be regarded as because he understood his character, otherwise it would be really angry to chat with him.

He did know that this thing was something that some major sects collected exercises, called jade slips, which needed to be made by powerful cultivators, and they were very precious.

But even so, Qin Yuan still didn't think so, he knew that his halberd technique had not encountered an opponent in the white-knuckle battle so far, maybe it was slightly inferior to the top halberd technique in Suiren City, but he didn't believe that it was just a second-rate commodity.

Qin Yuan put out a trace of divine thought and saw a middle-aged man holding a halberd, with a slender figure and long hair tied into a ponytail, standing on a black round platform with mottled sword marks.

"The name of my halberd is 'Nine Thousands'!"

"For the mountains and nine thousands, layer upon layer, a mountain and a halberd, plus the power of the mountain on the halberd, or split or thorn, all for the mountain......"

The middle-aged man's tone was very large, and he was extremely confident in his halberd method, and his heroic feelings were undoubtedly displayed in just a few words.

"My halberd method is only passed on to those who are destined, those who are indomitable and determined not to pass it on, those who are not as tough as iron will, those who are not hard-working and lonely, those who are not behaving badly, and those who are complacent are not passed on......"

After he said seven or eight "don't pass on" in a row, he began to practice the halberd method.

The first style of "Nine Thousands", without a name, is only called "First Style", with a simple start, holding a halberd in both hands, and splitting down vertically, which seems to be not much different from the halberd method taught by the master of the ordinary martial arts hall.

However, Qin Yuan was dumbfounded.

After the halberd was slashed, it stabilized in mid-air, with no sharp edges exposed, only stirring up a cold wind.

The extremely thin cold wind instantly came to the round platform under his feet, and the round platform exploded immediately, and an extremely thin but extremely deep crack appeared on the round platform, up to three or four meters deep.

Qin Yuan could tell that this cold wind was not spiritual power, nor was it a magical spell born through the halberd, it was just a cold wind stirred up by Fang Tian's halberd, that is, this cold wind, but it cut the round platform deep into a crack three or four meters deep.

"The martial arts training ground is the gladiatorial arena of Suiren City, and the material of the round platform is not special, just some cold iron. The faint voice of the old man in the mountain sounded in Qin Yuan's ears, although it was light, but it was full of self-satisfaction and pride.

The sword marks are mottled, and the gladiatorial arena, which has gone through many duels, has never been damaged, but it was cut out of a crack three or four meters deep by the strong wind stirred up by the horse-tailed man's halberd.

This kind of cultivation, this kind of halberd method, is indeed a few points higher than Qin Yuan's Zhenwu halberd...... Or maybe it's a few points.

"There is a mountain of qi sea bones in the human body, mobilize the qi sea bone mountain, gather the power of a mountain in the halberd blade, do not leak a trace, do not show a point, all the strength, all the strength is above the slender halberd blade......"

After the middle-aged man practiced this style, he began to explain, dismantling the first halberd method carefully, from the most subtle meridians to the tiniest muscles, decomposing them one by one.

Of course, his cultivation is also extremely high, otherwise, with the halberd method alone, he must not just rely on the cold wind stirred up and cut the cold iron round platform into a crack several meters deep.

Qin Yuan had to admit that compared to this "Nine Thousands", his True Martial Euphorbia was indeed only a second-rate commodity.

However, he didn't deny the True Martial Euphorbia because of this, after all, it was the exercise that really fit his bloodline, and the second-rate method could also exert first-class power, of course, compared to this super-first-class method, it was still much worse after all.

He withdrew his divine sense, put the jade slip in the storage bracelet, looked at the old man in the mountain, bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you for the gift from your predecessors, this halberd method can kill ghosts and gods." ”

"Don't thank me, I just see that your major in Suiren City is really cold, and if you go out and die in the hands of that little fish and shrimp, I will be embarrassed for nothing. ”

The old man in the mountain looked into the distance and said hard.

Qin Yuan's back molars were hot, and the sound of gasping for air sounded.

He didn't say anything more to the old man, said goodbye, and walked towards the vermilion building, he still has many things to deal with on the earth, and the matter of feeding the giant ape to Fan Chaofan and Xie Qingmang has not yet been understood, and the trouble is estimated to be still behind, Mu Qingyu does such a big thing, even if it has nothing to do with him, after all, it will be implicated, and someone from above will inevitably investigate.

There is also the matter of joining forces with Zhou Xiaohu to massacre the Supervision Envoy, although it is secretive, but it is not sure that he will be caught.

It's all a bunch of trouble.

When he was a child, he either fantasized about becoming an immortal like the Eight Immortals, or he thought that he could become a hero who flew around like Qiao Feng and Yang Guo, but now his dream has come true, but he didn't expect that this troublesome thing happened one after another, so much that he began to have lice and was not afraid of itching.

And now in addition to these, he has some more things, that is, this "Nine Points".

Once he masters, then his combat power will definitely go to the next level.

Thinking like this, Qin Yuan was still not satisfied, his current cultivation was too low, far from matching his combat power, although the old man in the mountain said it was ugly, but it was the truth.

He always had to speed up his cultivation.

He thought that once he went back, if there was no trouble coming to him, he would definitely retreat well and greatly improve his cultivation to a few levels.

Looking at Qin Yuan's back as he left in a hurry, the old man in the mountain who had always been cold to Qin Yuan showed a rare smile, "This little guy is a little interesting, when he encounters that kind of halberd method, he is not greedy, and it will be over after reading it, hehe, this heart is finally improvised, and he has not embarrassed the Suiren City Lord!"

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