Chapter 4 The Recipe for Turning the Dragon

Zhao Zheng scratched his head and smirked: "Actually, you don't have to thank me, I want to thank you, if you hadn't told me my true origin, I wouldn't have known that I picked it up." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info But it was really dangerous at the time, but fortunately I ran fast, and I jumped into the pool below with the piano in my arms, otherwise I would probably be killed or buried by falling stones, and I am still scared when I think about it now. Yi Yue laughed when she heard this, and Zhao Zheng's face turned even redder.

After a song, Yi Yue looked at the depressed Yang Fan and said, "It's better to pack up your mood and think about your future life, decadence will not help you in any way." Learn from this person next to you, who has experienced similar things to you. There is still a long way to go, and everything is just the beginning. After speaking, Yi Yue hugged the qin and left.

"Let's go, brother, come back with me, in fact, I don't think it's okay if you don't go back to your hometown, we are also very good here, why don't you stay for two days and try?" Zhao Zheng invited Yang Fan very sincerely.

Looking at Zhao Zheng's simple and sincere eyes, Yang Fan nodded: "Okay, I'll try, but it is estimated that it will be difficult, and you should not have too much hope for me." ”

Yang Fan followed Zhao Zheng back to Uncle Zhao's house, the two old men continued to live a calm and stable life for decades, and they were no stranger to what happened to Yang Fan. However, the two old men were very concerned about the collapse of the White Fox Cave. The old lady always thought that it was the White Fox Great Immortal who appeared, while Uncle Zhao thought that it was the sword of King Zhao Wuling who followed his master.

The old lady lamented: "After the landslide yesterday, the portrait of the former king that I put in the shrine somehow turned into black powder, it's a pity to think about it. ”

Yang Fan quickly took out the coin after hearing this, and found that it had also turned into an uneven iron lump, which seemed to have been completely cut off from his original world, and Yang Fan's heart suddenly became ashes.

Just when Yang Fan sighed at the impermanence of the world, Sister Cang appeared in her dream again. Yang Fan was excited and made up his mind, this time there was no need for any foreplay, and he went straight to the point, anyway, Sister Cang is experienced and experienced, and it should be nothing less than one or two steps. Just as Yang Fan was about to pounce on him, the object in front of him changed, and the old man in last night's dream reappeared. The old man's appearance was even more obscene: "Boy, do you still think I'm talking nonsense?" ”

Yang Fan was shocked: "Why are you an old god again, I warn you, if you disturb my spring dream again, be careful that I cut you to death." Now get out of here, I'm going to wait for Sister Cang to come back. ”

The old man haha: "Now that your dreams are dominated by me, your Sister Cang will not appear." Unless you agree to my conditions, you won't dream of anything else in your life except dream of me every day, believe it or not? ”

"What, you are too despicable," Yang Fan gritted his teeth, pointed at the old man's nose and scolded: "It's already miserable that I can't go home in my life, you still occupy my dreams, peep into my personal privacy, and even deprive me of the last glimmer of hope for Sister Cang, can you find someone more shameless than you in the world, isn't it, a ghost?" ”

"Eh, how can you say that, listen to my conditions, maybe you won't be able to ask for it," the old man began to tempt Yang Fan, Yang Fan sneered, "I believe your nonsense", indicating that he would not be fooled.

The old man was not in a hurry: "You listen to me, my conditions are very simple, I don't want you to do anything for me, as long as you learn kung fu from me, when you finish learning what I teach, I will let go of your dreams, how about it?" ”

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment: "You mean that you teach me to learn things, don't charge tuition, and don't want me to provide you with food and drink, and you still give me Teacher Cang back when you're done, right?" ”

"Yes, yes," the old man echoed, "you are a clever boy, you can understand a little, and you don't have to waste your tongue." ”

"Yes, don't think I don't know what your idea is," Yang Fan looked like he saw through the other party's purpose, "What you taught me must not be a good kung fu, either a sunflower treasure book or a chrysanthemum treasure book, after practicing, it will either break your hands and feet or break your roots, and at the very least, you will be half-paralyzed, and you will be able to blackmail me, destroy me, ravage me, and satisfy your heavy taste Isn't it, you are a complete pervert, I fell for you?" If you are sincere, just tell me your true purpose, and I may consider your suggestion, otherwise I won't agree to kill you. ”

The old man sighed: "Okay, in fact, it's not a big deal, I'm not the spiritual consciousness of the evolution of the Nuwa Divine Stone, but when I was killed, because a drop of blood full of resentment splashed on the Nuwa Divine Stone, I became what I am now." The reason why I say that it is the evolution of the Nuwa Divine Stone is that on the one hand, I don't want to scare you, and on the other hand, I don't want to admit that I have been dead for many years. I want to teach you my martial arts, and I don't expect you to avenge me, but I just want to let the world remember that there was once a person named Spear Shenlong who died in a bloody battle for the world, after all, I no longer had any relatives when I was alive. After the old man finished speaking, the whole person looked very lonely.

Yang Fan nodded: "I believe a little bit when you say this, after all, I still believe in ghost stories more than myths." By the way, who is the person who killed you, it must be a very powerful person? “

"That's natural," the old man suddenly looked proud, "How can you say that you were also one of the eight masters in the world back then, and when you besieged the Demon God Killing Heaven with seven equally top masters in the yellow sand, I was killed in that battle, at that time, I and the other two masters rushed up in the third group, and the first two groups failed, fortunately, I was carrying the Nuwa Divine Stone in my arms at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have seen you today." ”

"Is it the last time I saw a blockbuster?" Yang Fan thought for a while: "No, I saw that the inscription next to the Nuwa Divine Stone was written on the Nuwa Divine Stone that King Zhao Wuling had killed the Xiongnu seven times, and the Nuwa Divine Stone that was snatched from the Huns, how did it become yours again." ”

The old man also wondered: "And this verse?" Zhao Yong, King of Zhao Wuling, I know, how can I still attack the Huns seven times, could it be that Nuwa Stone was later obtained by the Huns? I've been asleep in the Nuwa Stone for too long, and I don't know how many years have passed, so tell me first if the demon god Chi Tian is still alive. ”

"Killing the sky?" Yang Fan shook his head, "Haven't you heard of this person, is it very powerful?" ”

"It seems that he has been dead for a long time, otherwise no one would have known about him. You don't know how powerful a character the demon god Chi Slayer was back then, it's not an exaggeration to say that he is the demon god, not to mention the first in the past, at least the number one in the row, otherwise there would be no siege by the eight masters. To be honest, it's not too unjust for me to die at his hands. "Speaking of this, the old man seems to be quite proud, and seems to have forgotten the revenge of killing." In order to revive the Chiyou family, he frantically killed the sons of the hundred schools and the Xuanyuan lineage, and destroyed many Taoist systems and small vassal states, and he had nine major leaders under his command, any of which was a top master at that time. At first, Qin and Chu and other big countries felt that the Heaven Killer was just a bandit similar to the likes of thieves, and they didn't care too much, but as the power of the Heaven Killing Heaven became bigger and bigger, there were more and more people under him, and even established a so-called Tiandu Dynasty, which had faintly the strength to compete with the big powers, and even began to assassinate the important ministers and generals of various countries. The master of the three sects of guns and swords is such a peerless master, and I am the master of the spear sect among them. The old man was faintly proud in his tone, obviously very happy to be among the eight masters, but according to what Yang Fan saw at the time, this guy was also a soy sauce player, and he hung up without a few moves in the hands of the Killing Heaven.

Yang Fan didn't dismantle him, but asked, "What happened later?" ”

"Then I died, how do I know what's going on?" The old man sighed, "I don't know what the final outcome of my colleagues who fought together back then, I guess it was a success, otherwise the Heaven Killer would not have been unknown until now, but it must have paid a lot of price." ”

"Let's talk about the Huns, why did it go to the Huns again."

The old man said: "You may not know some insiders, although we regard the Xiongnu as a foreign race, they are actually descendants of the Xia Hou clan. Does the Xia Hou clan know, it is Dayu's family, and it is connected to my Chinese bloodline. Going back further, the ancestor of the Xia Hou clan is the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor. Since Chi Ji Tian claims to be the descendants of Chi You, how can he let them go. I heard that he not only killed a Xiongnu Shan Yu, as for what Zuo Xian Wang, Right Xian Wang did not know how many he killed, so Xiongnu Shan Yu invited their high priest, a person known as the Witch Emperor, he will have a very magical spell, can kill people and invisible, very powerful, I think Nuwa Stone should have come to his hands later, otherwise how could the treasure of Huaxia fall to the Xiongnu? The old man's words reminded Yang Fan of the man he had seen wearing animal skins and holding a beast head scepter.

"Well, after listening to my old man's story, do you have an urge to learn art immediately," the old man continued to tempt, "After this village, there will be no such shop, the opportunity is rare, take advantage of it." ”

Yang Fan thought for a while: "Your story is very exciting, and your deeds are also very touching, but I really don't have much confidence in your martial arts. Don't learn. ”

The old man was a little anxious: "How can you say that, you don't know how powerful the Killer Heaven is, he can't be regarded as a human being at all." Besides, didn't I have no martial arts at that time, otherwise I would have killed him alive in ten days. ”

The old man's words were obviously bragging, but he was obviously very confident in his own exercises before he said this, Yang Fan suddenly became a little interested, but for the sake of insurance, Yang Fan decided to drag it first: "That, after talking for so long today, I estimate that the sky is about to dawn, and I am also thinking about it, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

A ray of sunlight hit Yang Fan's face, and Yang Fan opened his eyes.