When Zhou Fengming appeared on the top floor, Zhang Chaoyang thought that he was hallucinating and couldn't believe his eyes at all.

When he was sure that the one standing in front of him was the eldest prince who had disappeared for fifteen years, the old god of war got up from his chair excitedly, his eyes wet.

It's not just Zhang Chaoyang.

Zhang Beitian, who has never had a good face for people surnamed Zhou, actually greeted him for the first time.

"Feng Ming, I'm not dreaming, are I?

Zhou Fengming's legs bent and knelt on the ground, "Fengming has seen Grandpa Zhang, and Uncle Huiying of Beitian." ”

"Yo, how is this going to be? Hurry up, hurry up. ”

Zhang Chaoyang hurriedly helped Zhou Fengming up, looked at him from one glance to the next, his tearful eyes were relieved and excited, and he felt closer than seeing his own grandson.

"It's been fifteen years since I said goodbye, I really didn't expect you to be able to return to Quanyang City and see you again, my old bones are worth it even if they die. ”

"Grandpa Zhang, look at what you said, this Great Zhou Kingdom still needs you to protect it, if you don't have it, who will protect the millions of Great Zhou people?"

Seeing Zhou Fengming, Zhang Chaoyang had never been so happy in a year as he was today, and after a few words of greeting, he pulled Zhang Qingfeng over.

"Feng Ming, quick, this is Qingfeng, when you left Quanyang City, he had just turned one year old, and now he has become the head of my Zhang family. ”

When Zhou Fengming saw Zhang Qingfeng, his eyes lit up, and he sighed: "Brother Qingfeng, as soon as I stepped into the territory of the Great Zhou, I have heard of your name, I can't believe it, the baby in swaddling clothes I held back then has now become a well-known peerless genius, the tiger father has no dogs, and Grandpa Zhang has a successor." ”

Although Zhou Fengming and Zhang Beitian were known as the Great Zhou Twin Stars back then, in fact, the two were not of the same generation.

Zhang Chaoyang and the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty are sworn brothers, if Zhang Beitian and Emperor Zhou do not care about the monarch and ministers, they should also be brothers, just because Zhang Beitian is Zhang Chaoyang's youngest son, and Zhou Fengming is the eldest son of Emperor Zhou, the age difference between the two is only six years, so they have become strong martial cultivators of the same era.

Zhang Qingfeng said with a smile: "Brother Fengming is polite, grandpa and father have mentioned you more than once, and my ears are calloused." Especially grandpa, every time I talk about you, I don't know how many times the little brother is secretly jealous, I can't tell whether you are the Zhou family or my Zhang family. ”

This is not a compliment.

In the tense years when the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion and the royal family were incompatible, the only one who could make Zhang Chaoyang and Zhang Beitian look at each other differently was Zhou Fengming.

Regarding this Great Zhou Twin Star, Zhang Qingfeng doesn't know how many times he has heard Zhang Chaoyang mention it, and Zhang Beitian even praised him as a clear stream in the filthy Great Zhou royal family, which makes it difficult for Zhang Qingfeng not to be curious.

is completely different from the dull atmosphere of-for-tat confrontation with his biological father Zhou Huang as soon as he met, Zhou Fengming talked and laughed at Zhang Chaoyang's family, and the harmonious and lively atmosphere was really like a family.

"Feng Ming, have you been cultivating in the White Moon Sect all these years? How could you rush back to the Imperial City at this time? Could it be that you made a special trip to participate in the Nine Rank Tournament?"

After taking a seat, Zhang Chaoyang asked.

Zhou Fengming nodded and smiled: "Yes, as Grandpa Zhang said, this time I went back to the Imperial City to participate in the Jiujia Competition, but in addition, there is a more important thing to do." ”

"Oh? ”

Zhou Fengming stood up, gently patted the Qiankun bag on his waist, a purple light flashed, and a purple spear with a thick cup appeared in his hand.

"Grandpa Zhang, this 'Jinghong' gun has been kept here in Fengming for fifteen years, and it's time to return it to its original owner. ”

As he spoke, Zhou Fengming knelt on one knee, his face was extremely solemn and solemn, he raised the big purple gun above his head with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "Fengming implores Grandpa Zhang, take the gun!"

Pick up the gun, pick up the gun, pick up the gun......

Zhou Fengming's voice echoed in the room, and when Zhang Chaoyang saw this familiar war gun, his whole body trembled with excitement, and his lips trembled.

"Shocking ......"

As if feeling Zhang Chaoyang's call, the war spear in Zhou Fengming's hand actually let out a crisp hiss of joy, and the body of the gun trembled, and there was a tendency to fly out on its own.

"It's ...... Soul of the Machine!"

When Zhang Qingfeng saw this scene, his pupils contracted sharply in surprise, he never thought that he would actually see a spiritual weapon that awakened the soul in the small Quanyang City!

Yes.

This purple spear is a spiritual weapon!

Everyone in Quanyang City knew that Zhou Guo had a spiritual sword, which was in the hands of Emperor Zhou.

But not many people know that in addition to the spirit weapon sword, there is also a spirit weapon gun called 'Jinghong', which is the personal weapon of the god of war Zhang Chaoyang.

The spirit weapon is not uncommon to Zhang Qingfeng, but the spirit weapon that awakens the soul is another matter.

Artifacts are psychic, and holy artifacts generate wisdom, this is the basic common sense of the cultivation world.

In other words, this Amazing Spear, which can only be included in the spirit weapon level from the perspective of forging materials, has already produced a soul will that resonates with the Lord, and it is no longer a spirit weapon, but has truly stepped into the ranks of holy weapons!

"I didn't expect that after fifteen years, I could still see Jinghong, Fengming, do you say that grandpa should be happy or sad. ”

Zhang Chaoyang trembled and stretched out his hand to caress the body of the gun, as gentle as caressing the skin of a lover, and the tears in his eyes were about to burst out at any time.

Zhou Fengming knelt on one knee, bowed his head and said nothing, just raised his gun with both hands, waiting for Zhang Chaoyang's decision.

"Didn't Jinghong lose it, how could it be in Brother Feng Ming's hands?"

Zhang Qingfeng, as a member of the Zhang family, naturally heard of the war gun that Zhang Chaoyang used when he galloped on the battlefield, but whenever he talked about it, Zhang Chaoyang was an excuse to lose it, and he passed by, and now it seems that the old man obviously did not tell the truth.

"Feng Ming, you have a problem for your grandfather Zhang. ”

Zhang Chaoyang's attention was all on the gun and ignored Zhang Qingfeng.

Only then did Zhou Fengming speak: "Grandpa Zhang, this gun was given to you by my grandfather back then, and only in your hands can it exert its true power and protect the safety of the eight million people of the Great Zhou!" Feng Ming knelt down and asked Grandpa Zhang to take back the shock, deter Xiaoxiao, and protect my Zhou people with martial arts!"

Listening to Zhou Fengming's words, Zhang Chaoyang took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, two hot tears slid across his cheeks and dripped to the ground, his hands that stayed on the shock shook violently, and it took half a cup of tea to slowly bend his ten fingers and hold them on the barrel of the gun.

With the gun in both hands, Zhang Chaoyang's aura suddenly changed drastically, and a powerful and incomparable killing aura instantly filled the entire room, and his slightly rickety body suddenly became extremely tall, as if turning into an unattainable mountain, and his obviously low and choked voice was like a war drum that hit everyone's hearts on the scene.

"Wu'an Hou Zhang Chaoyang, swear to protect my Da Zhou!"