Chapter Ninety-One: Missing
So, Chen Feng asked again: "Then, since the power of the magic weapon is nothing more than that, since the divine snail that this Indian mouth said is also a magic weapon, how can he not know what the magic weapon is and will be passed on as an artifact?" ”
Hearing Chen Feng's words, the walker explained: "This is going to involve an old incident in the ancient martial arts world, when the English kingdom of Europa was in an unprecedented prosperous era, and five fighting gods comparable to the powerhouses of our innate realm actually emerged from the millions of people of the small island country, and these five powerhouses joined forces to sweep away all the ancient forces in the entire Indy subcontinent, wantonly plundering the magic weapons that they had treasured for countless years, and it was at this time that many high-ranking factions in the country also joined forces to sweep away, so this led to the emptiness of the country, So much so that the old incident of the Eight-Nation Coalition happened. ”
"And the Phoenix Gate, the master of the gate back then was also an ancient warrior of the consummation realm, participated in the operation of sweeping the Indy subcontinent, and snatched a conch from the temple of the god Shiva that had a confusing magic weapon after blowing the sound, and several other so-called Zhongtian artifacts of the god Shiva, also have their own whereabouts, and two of them are also in our Huaxia, a scepter was taken away by the bald donkey on the Shaomu Mountain, saying that it was related to the Buddha, and the long knife fell into the hands of the Zhongzhou faction."
As he spoke, the walker shrugged his shoulders.
"What? How can it be? How can it be? ”
Shah Rukh was able to understand the words of the walker, and at this time he already looked like he was devastated, but he didn't expect this Zhongtian artifact to be snatched away, what does that mean? Could it be that even Lord Shiva is no match for these Chinese?
All kinds of thoughts were intertwined in his heart, and he muttered to himself in despair.
Looking at the appearance of this guy, Chen Feng shook his head, Indians are more reverent of belief in the so-called gods, and once the faith collapses, believers who commit suicide abound.
"This guy is dead!"
Chen Feng is almost certain.
Having faith will undoubtedly make people more persistent in their own path, but when the image established by the same primitive and immature faith collapses, the whole mind of the believer who is convinced will fall into self-doubt and denial.
For example, the Zen sect of Buddhism and Taoism in China are all based on people, and religious classics are more about expounding the truth of the world, rather than blindly advocating how powerful and invincible the gods and Buddhas are.
At this moment, suddenly the flying machine hovering above the sky fell, and when it landed not far from Chen Feng, the voice of the old eagle came, and the old eagle said hurriedly: "Hurricane, walker, you two hurry back, I received news here, they unexpectedly chose to cross the border during the day, and they will soon arrive at the predetermined place, and they must start acting immediately." ”
Hearing this, Chen Feng and the walker looked at each other, and then Chen Feng kicked Shah Rukh's head, kicked him so hard that he fainted, and then came out and said to Zhang Haijia and several other soldiers: "You hurry up and take this spy back to find your regiment commander to return to your regiment commander, I am in a hurry to leave in advance." ”
Before the words fell, Chen Feng had already turned around and rushed out with the walker one after the other, and a wind whistle came, Zhang Haijia and the others only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Chen Feng and the walker couldn't see any trace of it.
"What's going on here? Ghosts? ”
Zhang Chunfang's face was full of disbelief and said dumbly.
However, it is destined that no one will answer his question, because the existence of ancient warriors is too far away for ordinary people like him, so far away that he may have seen many ancient warriors in his life, but he just passed by, even if someone told him that there is such a group of special groups in the world that have surpassed the limits of ordinary human bodies, he will only regard it as a fantasy.
In a few minutes of rushing at full speed, Chen Feng and the walkers rushed into the camp one after the other.
At this moment, Lao Diao and the others had already gathered in the open space with serious faces, and when Chen Feng and the walker came back, Lao Diao hurriedly said: "Now it's time to set off immediately, you two hurry down and pick up the weapons you can use." ”
Nodding, Chen Feng and the walkers are not pretentious, even if they are ancient martial artists, but with weapons in their hands and bare hands, they are completely two levels.
Chen Feng quickly picked out two * and several* bullets, as well as two narrow sabers with a cold light and walked up, while the walker only took a pair of finger tigers and a few *.
Seeing them coming up, the old eagle said directly: "Set off immediately!" ”
Seeing that the two of them looked uneasy, Chen Feng directly stepped forward and snatched it, and said, "Old Diao, you quickly lead the way, and I'll get the things." ”
When the old eagle heard this, he took a deep look at Chen Feng, and he was not hypocritical, so he nodded directly and said, "Okay!" ”
And the firebird looked at Chen Feng, who was obviously still relaxed, and said with a look of envy: "Boss, you ancient warriors are good, even the weight is so high." ”
"What, do you want to learn?"
Chen Feng turned his head and said with a smile.
"Yes!"
The firebird blurted out almost subconsciously.
Chen Feng shook his head, and said directly with a smile: "Don't think about it, there is no ancient martial arts sect to teach you the exercises, if you practice indiscriminately, beware of being hunted down and killed!" ”
Hearing Chen Feng's words, the Firebird suddenly had a stiff expression on his face, obviously a little afraid, but he still asked with a puzzled face: "Boss, how did you cultivate ancient martial arts?" Isn't it rumored that it is impossible for a person from the country to be accepted as a disciple by the sect of the ancient martial arts world? ”
"I'm talented, can't I?"
Chen Feng said.
"This, okay, okay!"
The firebird was speechless for a while by Chen Feng.
"Are you talented? If you have good talent and can practice martial arts, where will it be your turn to be the first to eat crabs? ”
The firebird muttered to himself, he didn't believe it if he was killed.
Huaxia maintains a standing army of two million every year, of which every year there are not many new recruits from the reserve army enlisted, and there are also unknown how many veterans are discharged.
In fact, Chen Feng was also quite emotional, if it weren't for the coincidence that he won the other eyes of the Qingdao people, and Taiyi's true qi was the original creation of the Qingdao people, how could he make an exception to become an ancient martial artist?
However, even so, he was only a registered disciple of the Qingdao people, not an official introductory disciple.