If you don't accumulate steps, how can you reach thousands of miles?!

If you don't accumulate small streams, how can you become rivers and seas?!

Pay may not be rewarded, but if you don't work hard, you will inevitably not succeed, Zhou Wenluo is such a person in the depths of the desert again and again wielding the beginner's firewood marksmanship, in addition to the time that has passed like water, can prove his sweat and perseverance value, as well as his steadily improving firewood marksmanship strength.

If at the beginning, he simply mastered the basic marksmanship and could stab out more than a dozen guns per second at one time, then now, he has been able to stab the gun shadows all over the world like Li Ruohai, of course, it is just a simple surface of the gun shadow, in terms of power, it is definitely far from being comparable to a gun god like Li Ruohai.

Li Ruohai's required marksmanship instead of protecting the body to shield the wind and sand, now Zhou Wenluo can also do it in a short time, but it is only one or two hours, after all, the wind and dust in the depths of the desert are too fierce, Zhou Wenluo has to rely on the spear in his hand alone to keep himself from touching the sand, the difficulty is too great, and insisting on one or two hours is already the limit of his hard practice.

In addition, not only marksmanship, Zhou Wenluo's original heart method and Ling Bo micro-step are also in this repetition day after day, gradually improved, especially Ling Bo micro-step, although Zhou Wenluo often used it to avoid the enemy in the past, but after all, he has not really been on the battlefield, and he has fought hard one-on-one, although he has also performed well, but there are not many opportunities to practice.

But now in this great desert, stepping on Ling Bo's micro-step steps every day and stabbing the fire-proof marksmanship in his hand again and again, facing such a perverted target as the wild sand in the sky, presumably those seniors who have practiced Ling Bo Weibu to Dacheng will also be ashamed to see his practice, right?

It's just that these achievements are not enough, Zhou Wenluo is still practicing hard day after day.

Every day, you can see a red shadow wrapped in sharp flames dancing in the wind and sand, and countless spear flowers bloom in the air.

Evening. Like a fire in the prairie fire, the figure flutters and moves flexibly in the air and on the ground. Like a pulsing fiery ghost.

Late at night. When you fell asleep, this red figure still did not rest, sitting motionless on the ground and cultivating hard, the faint moonlight stretched his shadow very long.

Days like this. I don't know how long it has been, so long that even Zhou Wenluo himself can't remember the date he remembered at the beginning, facing the same wind and yellow sand every day, without any other color and life. In addition to the gun in the hand or the gun in the hand, the only thing that can prove the changes of heaven and earth is the continuous transformation of day and night.

In the midst of such isolated penance, Zhou Wenluo even felt that he might have seen some kind of time called "eternity".

It is also in this boring and unchanging reincarnation penance day after day that Zhou Wenluo's fire-proof marksmanship can finally not use the true qi of the body to protect the body, but purely block the sand and dust with marksmanship for dozens of seconds, to a few minutes not long ago, to dozens of minutes later, and then to more than an hour now. Great strides have been made.

Finally, one day, when Zhou Wenluo had almost completely forgotten everything about the outside world. Li Ruohai appeared in front of him when the cold wind had just stopped and the sand and dust had just landed, and said calmly: "You can take a good rest." ”

At this time, Zhou Wenluo's fire-proof marksmanship has been able to easily meet Li Ruohai's requirements, and he doesn't need to protect his body's true qi and use his spear skills to block the desert and resist the wild sand in the sky.

It was also at this time that Zhou Wenluo struggled out of the state of ascetic cultivation that his heart was like water and isolated from the world, and he asked a little blankly: "Master, how long have I been cultivating?" ”

"It's been more than three months." Li Ruohai looked at his eyes and said indifferently.

Zhou Wenluo nodded, and also accepted it very calmly, more than three months of isolated penance, not only improved his marksmanship and strength, but also his state of mind, this kind of spiritual growth and sublimation, no matter how magical Bing Xinduel was, could not do it, and Zhou Wenluo's strength improved too quickly, resulting in the shortcoming problem that his mood might not be able to keep up was also solved in this improvement.

The heart is like stopping water, and the pampering is not shocked, Zhou Wenluo's lonely and stoic penance has undoubtedly been rewarded accordingly.

After a few months, Zhou Wenluo finally returned to the inn in the town again, closed his eyes and slept normally.

There was nothing to say all night, and when Zhou Wenluo got up the next day, Li Ruohai was already sitting in the hall of the inn drinking wine.

Li Ruohai drinks, unlike other people in the rivers and lakes or heroic high-rollers who love to drink, he drinks very slowly, just a small sip, a small sip, but he is not savoring, because he never drinks for the sake of drinking, but purely to pass the time, a pastime.

The more he got along with Li Ruohai, the more Zhou Wenluo found that compared to his previous boring penances day after day, he was actually an ascetic in the true sense.

As introduced in his secret book, as the most beautiful man in the world, in the past forty-eight years, he has never had anything to do with women, nor does he like to drink, nor does he have any other hobbies, probably except for martial arts and fighting, he has no hobbies.

Only by being extremely affectionate can we be extremely sword-wise.

Zhou Wenluo remembered that the only one in this world who can compete with the "magician" Pang Ban, another top master, "Covering Rain Sword", the other party was locked in Dongting Lake for decades after the death of his beloved wife.

Everything in the world is really like this, only by truly devoting oneself to martial arts, and leaving nothing else, can one achieve a terrifying strength like Li Ruohai and the waves rolling over the clouds, right?

Seeing Zhou Wen come down slightly, Li Ruohai nodded and motioned for him to sit down.

After Zhou Wenluo sat down, Li Ruohai glanced at him and said lightly: "Your current Liaoyuan marksmanship, the basic skills have been laid, starting tomorrow, I will take you to the center of the desert." ”

Is this the basic?

Zhou Wenluo listened to the wry smile in his heart, his current Liaoyuan marksmanship, in addition to the supporting Liaoyuan Zhenjin because it is an internal strength, it still takes time to practice, in terms of marksmanship skills alone, it can even be almost the same as the knife technique that he comprehended the knife intent, the difference is that he has not been able to comprehend his own gun intent in that situation.

To put it mildly, his current marksmanship. If you put it on the battlefield of ancient times. can be regarded as a first-class general. But in Li Ruohai's eyes, it is still a basic skill!

The gun god is worthy of being the gun god, the vision requirements are high, Zhou Wenluo shook his head. At the beginning, Li Ruohai said that his disciples were strict, but he didn't think so, but now he has a deep understanding that the requirements are really strict.

But. The basic skills are the basic skills, as long as you can improve your strength, how hard and tired you are?

Zhou Wenluo was concerned about another matter, "Master, I heard from the people in this town that there are groups of horse thieves and sand thieves in the center of the desert, if you go there to cultivate, will you run into trouble?" ”

"Trouble?" Li Ruohai smiled contemptuously, and said proudly: "My spear skills and martial arts were honed there, do you say that there will be trouble if you go to the teacher?" ”

"Still." Speaking of this, he suddenly changed his words. Looking at Zhou Wenxiao, he smiled slightly: "But if you go in exchange for Wenluo, there will definitely be trouble." And it's big trouble! ”

I'll it!

Zhou Wenluo rolled his eyes in his heart, could it be said that when he was a master and trained apprentices, he had this common problem, and it was just a matter of teaching that guy to be the same as the devil, and even Li Ruohai was so black-bellied?

"I'm taking you there to fight with hordes of fierce and powerful horse thieves, so that you can exercise your actual combat ability and accumulate your actual combat experience...... Your current firewood marksmanship is just a person's practice of marksmanship, the gun is a soldier in the battle array, only after experiencing the real killing, in the future in the face of the situation of fighting more with less, can you calmly deal with it. ”

Li Ruohai didn't know that Zhou Wenluo, a "criminal", was slandering him in his heart, and he said the reason why he wanted Zhou Wenluo to go to the center of the desert to fight with the horse thief.

"Yes, master." Everything is for himself, Li Ruohai's words have been said to this, Zhou Wenluo naturally has nothing to say, everything obediently listens to the master.

After breakfast, Li Ruohai and Zhou Wenluo's master and apprentice led the famous horse Bailongma, oh no, it was the "hoof stepping swallow" to set foot in the west to learn scriptures again, oh no, it was once again on the road of cultivation.

Compared with the previous penance, Zhou Wenluo's cultivation this time, the process will undoubtedly be more dangerous, in the past, he only had to overcome the treacherous weather and environment, as well as endure psychological boredom and perseverance, but this time, he is really on the battlefield, to kill with real knives and guns, from the killing to accumulate valuable practical experience in Liaoyuan marksmanship, improve his strength, and comprehend the real Liaoyuan marksmanship.

"The gun is the soldier of the battle array, and the real marksmanship must start with killing!"

Li Ruohai said lightly, "In the depths of the vast desert center in the northwest, for those ferocious horse thieves and sand thieves, there is no so-called mercy, and there are no other feelings, some are just killing. There, you have to keep a heart to kill! Otherwise, you will be the one who will be killed, and the horse thief will not talk to you about morality. Remember my words, either you kill them, or they kill you, the law of the jungle has no other choice. So you must keep a killing heart! ”

Killing Heart!

Of course, Zhou Wenluo understood the meaning of this word, in the hell training he taught, when he received those bloody trainings at the beginning, he even almost fell into a pathological state, and later he really experienced the battlefields of cold weapons and hot weapons in different eras, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the existence of life was pale and humble.

It's just that after returning to reality, there is naturally no chance to regain it, and today, do you have to experience it again?

Under the horsepower of the hoofed swallow, the master and apprentice soon came to the center of the desert, where everywhere they could see was the yellow sand that could not be seen at a glance.

The early morning wind was not very strong, and his eyes could be looked farther away, and the surface of Zhou Wenluo's body was only covered with a very thin layer of flame-like fire-like true qi, and if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't even see it.

It's not that Zhou Wenluo's newly learned Liaoyuan True Qi is so weak, but through these few months of cultivation, his mastery of the True Qi External Protection Body in this desert has been very familiar, and it seems to be a thin layer, but it is not more than a point, not less than a point, just enough to block the biting cold wind, and it will not waste a little bit of True Qi.

can achieve this level, whether it is Zhou Wenluo and Li Ruohai, they are very satisfied.

After entering the center of the desert. Li Ruohai and Zhou Wenluo's footsteps did not stop. Directly through the barrier of the storm. Entered the middle of the most dangerous central area.

Here, there is no bitter cold wind, no sand and dust flying in the sky, only the sun lazily shining. But the rough ground was full of the bones of living beings, some of them of animals and some of them of humans. There are also half-buried and half-hidden ornaments and weapons.

Things in this world are sometimes so wonderful, and for human beings, the greed and gore of their own kind are far more terrifying and ferocious than the harshness of nature and extreme weather.

Zhou Wenluo's first killing came very quickly, not long after the master and apprentice entered the center of the desert, several figures suddenly appeared in the distance in front of the original sight of the endless yellow sand, they were wearing yellow robes like yellow sand, and the weapons in their hands reflected bursts of light in a golden desert yellow sand under the light of the scorching sun overhead.

"Kill them all!"

There was no trace of temperature in Li Ruohai's eyes, and he ordered coldly to Zhou Wen beside him!

"Yes!"

Zhou Wenluo didn't say much. After nodding, he did not hesitate to rush over with the spear in his hand.

It is a sin to kill one. Tu Wan is a male, and a man should be killed!

Zhou Wen, who was galloping, slightly raised his front body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils were glowing with blood, murderous!

"Let's start with the killing......"

Behind him, looking at Zhou Wenluo's indomitable back, Li Ruohai's cold eyes were full of expectation.

There were seven of them in this batch.

Seven horse thieves, seven horses, seven silver scimitars.

Among the seven people, one of them's horse is white, and his cultivation is also the strongest, which is similar to Zhou Wenluo's current Liaoyuan True Jin cultivation, they are all innate masters in the early stage of the human rank, and the other six are not bad, they are all in the late stage of martial arts and around the peak of martial artists, and their horses are all jujube red.

At the same time that Zhou Wenluo rushed towards them, they also found him, and the white horse thief raised the scimitar in his hand, and the seven people and seven horses had a tacit understanding without saying a word, and rushed towards him fiercely.

"Boom!"

The two sides soon collided in a narrow way, but the difference was that there were seven people on the other side, and Zhou Wenluo was only one person, and the other party used the most commonly used scimitar in the Western Desert, while Zhou Wenluo was holding a gun in his hand.

Zhou Wenluo's gun is a standard spear, their knife is a standard scimitar, and Zhou Wenluo's gun is much longer than their knife, so the first to collide is Zhou Wenluo's gun and the fastest white horse.

"Khooth!"

The strongest horse thief scimitar on the white horse slashed at the body of the spear that Zhou Wenluo stabbed, Zhou Wenluo's hand shook hard, and he lightly flicked away the knife that the other party had chopped off, and the spear flashed, and it stabbed into the eyes of the white horse under him like a snake.

The white and red thing suddenly rushed out of the white horse's eyes under the action of the sharp tip of the spear, and with a terrible neigh, the white horse struggled and galloped under the severe pain, and was caught off guard, and the strongest horse thief riding above immediately fell down involuntarily.

And after Zhou Wenluo's gun pulled out the eyes of the white horse, it immediately stabbed out again like lightning, and stabbed into the chest of the falling horse thief!

An innate master at the early stage of a human rank died under Zhou Wenluo's fierce marksmanship in such a light face under the light enemy!

But at the same time, the six scimitars of the other six horse thieves slashed Zhou Wenluo's body at the same time, but they were immediately blocked by his Jiuyang True Qi that automatically protected his body......

Between the shocks of true qi, Zhou Wenluo pulled out the spear that pierced the chest of the horse thief in the innate realm, and a stream of blood spurted out from the hole, and the innate horse thief died instantly, and the spear swirled and swiped away, sweeping away the six scimitars that were split again.

Prairie marksmanship!

Thirty blows!

Zhou Wenluo's hand shook, and the spear suddenly turned into a thousands of fire-like gun shadows, and the flames all over the sky bypassed the horses under the opponent, and directly took the horse thief on horseback, and there was no way to hide!

In the midst of a clanging sound, a ball of blood spurted out from the eyebrows of the six horse thieves, and they were all killed!

The people on the horse died, and the frightened horses immediately scattered and fled, Zhou Wenluo quickly grabbed one of them, turned over and jumped on, and returned to Li Ruohai, who was watching from a distance.

It's just that before he could speak, Li Ruohai shook his head and dropped a sentence: "No, it's too bad!" Dealing with people with lower strength than their own cultivation, and the number of opponents is not large, they actually have to be hit, relying on the protection of the body's true qi to hard top, completely failing! ”

Such an evaluation undoubtedly indicates the beginning of Zhou Wenluo's next crazy killing, and it is also expected that in the next few days, Zhou Wenluo will usher in the same day-to-day killing as his previous cultivation.

Soon, the master and apprentice met the second batch of horse thieves, but compared to the last time there were only seven people, this time the horse thieves were already a group of horse thieves, with more than fourteen or fifteen people, one person was a mid-level strongman, two people were early stage masters, and five martial artists were at the peak, and the lineup could be described as powerful.

The martial arts masters of this world are really not as good as dogs, and the dignified innate powerhouse actually ran to this veritable bird to and not grow a single inch of grass in the desert to be a horse thief.

Zhou Wenluo complained in his heart, but he still had to ride forward, facing these dozen strong enemies, first tried his best to kill the strongest mid-level powerhouse in one fell swoop as quickly as possible, and then killed the two early-stage masters with one enemy and two enemies, but he still inevitably suffered some minor injuries on his body, relying on the True Qi shield to withstand the attacks of other minions.

For such a result, Li Ruohai still shook his head: "Failed......"

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