Chapter 166: The Three Stages of Martial Arts

After Yuan Tianfeng finished speaking.

Ning Cangyan's eyes were glazed, and the whole person was stunned.

There are eight grandmaster-level foundry masters in the Beiliang Army, all of whom are disciples under the command of Ningbei?

It's horrible!

Ningbei was in the north that year, reorganized the Beiliang database, including the library pavilion, and ordered the collection of casting techniques of various eras.

Huangfu Wushuang used the authority to pacify the envoys, mobilized the Kyoto database, and directly shared it with Beiliang.

The five commanders behind the five general groups, Lu Guiyi and them didn't say a word, sorted out all kinds of broken ancient scrolls, and sent them to the north.

Ningbei spent half a year sorting out all the ancient books and giving a complete way of refining the sect master.

In just two years, a full eight grandmaster-level foundries have been cultivated for the Beiliang Army!

More importantly, the Northern Liang Army has a complete way of refining.

It means that in the future, a steady stream of grandmaster-level casters will be cultivated.

That's the scariest thing!

And all of this is from the hands of King Ningbei.

The northern realm is in the hands of Ningbei, and it is really going to the peak!

Moreover, the young king of the north is not yet twenty years old.

That's the scariest thing!

At the age of twenty, for a king-level person, his qi and blood have not yet reached the real peak!

A warrior's life is divided into three stages.

In the initial growth period, it is highly malleable and grows rapidly, and you can spy on the talents of young warriors and judge future achievements.

Secondly, the age and blood of the body have reached their peak, and their strength is the most terrifying!

A king-level figure at the peak of his peak can pose a threat to all countries in the world and is a deterrent force.

The ancient warrior in his heyday, his combat power was at the peak, and he was not afraid of any enemy.

In the end, the martial artist prospered and declined, and he was going to his twilight years.

The body is old, the qi and blood are declining, the warrior must go through!

Before the arrival of the king-level figures, the decline of qi and blood will not be good, and the realm will fall.

As a result, the strength has plummeted!

These are the three stages of a warrior's life.

As for the king of Ningbei, he was not yet twenty years old.

The three sons of Beiliang are all at this age!

At such an age, with such strength?

You said that the third son of Beiliang, will he surpass the king level in the future!

And the average person's lifespan is not more than 100 years!

At the age of 30, the body's various functions are at their peak, just like plastic molding, irreversible and irremodelable.

After the age of 30, it is a process of slow decline in body functions.

By the age of 40, the risk of disease increases, and your physical strength cannot keep up with that of your youth, and you will feel a significant decline in physical fitness.

That's the process of aging!

However, king-level martial artists can generally live for three hundred years!

The life span of three hundred years is divided into three stages.

How many years is the growth period of the third son of Beiliang?

How many years are you at your peak!

A generation of Ningbei kings, the potential is extremely terrifying.

It was verified as early as when Ningbei was nine years old, and he became the god of war at the age of nine, attracting eight king-level figures from abroad to cross the border to kill him, wanting to erase this demon.

This kind of genius who amazes the world, under the young body, hides a suffocating terrifying potential!

Once it grows up, it is like a bamboo, and the king level is not the end of people.

Surpassing the king-level characters is the most terrifying!

At that point, one person can slaughter a country!

This is the king of Ningbei!

At this moment, Han Li heard that the eight great master-level foundries of Beiliang were all disciples of the military master.

He was extremely frightened, and then smiled bitterly, today he knows why the king of the northern realm is called a thousand-year wizard!

The thousand-year-old wizard King Ningbei really didn't say it for fun.

You must know that the genius who comes out once in a thousand years has a talent that ordinary mediocre people can compare.

The old man Zhang next to him thought about it in pieces, feeling distressed for 300,000 yuan, and wanted to follow him to find Luo Kui.

As for what to do, it is obvious that you want to return the money!

Old man Zhang was so poor that he didn't blink when he heard Ning Cang's death, he spent 300,000 yuan, and he also bought a broken weapon, which was simply rich and had no place to spend it.

Han Li personally drove to Luo Kui.

Ning Bei asked Ning Cangyan on the side about his requirements for weapons.

As a martial artist, a weapon at hand can maximize your strength.

Ning Cangyan thought for a moment and spoke: "Let's build it with the size of a gentian gun!" ”

The gentian gun was his ideal weapon, but the gun was too heavy to lift, and it was almost the same as killing the enemy with it.

King-level weapons, weight alone, restricts the use of low-level martial artists.

So don't expect low-ranking monks to wander around with king-level weapons.

Even if he gives it to Ning Cangyan, he won't be able to use it!

Ning Bei already had a number in his heart, and felt that the car was slowly slowing down, and he had already made it out of the center of Bianjing and came to the urban village and other areas.

In a small courtyard, black smoke billowed from the chimney.

Han Li got out of the car and said, "This is Luo Kui's home. ”

"I'm going to him!" Old man Zhang had to come with him, and he wanted to get 300,000 yuan back.

This kind of tasteless thing is only done by Old Man Zhang.

At the gate of the small courtyard, a young man covered in hot sweat walked out and asked in surprise: "Are you here to find my master?" ”

"Call Roqua out!" Han Li stepped forward.

The young man was stunned: "It turned out to be Mr. Han, my master won't take over business this month, the Bianjing Group wants to build weapons, let's come back on the first of next month." ”

"You have a misunderstanding, today is not to ask Luo Kui to build weapons, but to have other things."

After Han Li finished speaking, he glanced at a middle-aged man in the small courtyard.

This middle-aged man, with a naked bronzed upper body, is full of explosive power.

He is Roqua.

A nine-rank warrior!

"Who's at the door?" Roqua was a little impatient.

The young man turned his head and said respectfully, "Master, it's Mr. Han of the Bianjing Group, they are here." ”

"Then come in!" Rokui put down the sledgehammer in his hand, lit a cigarette, and glanced at the group of people who came in the doorway.

When he saw the people who came in, he was a little surprised.

Han Li and the fourth master of the Ning family from the Bianjing Group actually came over together!

Yuan Tianfeng's eyes were not good, he threw over an iron twist flower, and said angrily: "You built this thing?" ”

"It's ......"

Roquet almost didn't recognize it, it was the iron spear he had built with his own hands earlier.

As a result, I don't know who it was, and it was twisted into a twist!

Suddenly, Luo Kui's face was slightly gloomy: "I built it, what do you have to do?" ”

"Refund the money!"

Old man Zhang pulled his throat, and Yuan Tianfeng jumped when he came up.

provoked Yuan Tianfeng to secretly scold an old thing, and it fell into the eyes of money!

Luo Kui's face was slightly gloomy: "Fourth Master Ning, what does this mean, money is a small matter, but if I do this, can I think that I am humiliating me!" ”

A faint anger emanated from Luo Kui's body.

The weapon he personally built was condensed into a twist, thrown in front of his face, and he had to return it directly.

This is clearly a slap in the face!

Ning Cangyan smiled bitterly, just about to explain two sentences.

But the old man Zhang stiffened his neck and shouted: "Return the money, you dare to ask for 300,000 yuan for this thing, return the money to me, otherwise I will smash your stall!" ”