Chapter Eighty-Seven: Divine Martial Arts, Sword King Fan Tong
Bai Xiling and Jun Han focused their eyes on Ren Shuirou, Ren Shuirou was immediately stunned, and said hesitantly: "I...... I just want to find a quiet place to live, the students on the other side of the Silver Martial Palace look very uncomfortable, I ......"
Jun Han's eyes froze, and he said to Bai Xiling: "Elder Bai, let them live in the Red Bronze Martial Palace! Anyway, there are not many students in the Red Bronze Martial Palace, and they can't be a burden, if there is anything, I will handle it." ”
Bai Xiling looked at Jun Han, pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay! In that case, you two can live here! Tomorrow you bring your luggage over, and I will take you to your accommodation." ”
Ren Shuirou nodded again and again, and said in a beautiful voice like a yellow bird: "Okay! I'll go back and clean up right away." ”
"No need, my things for you, I have already packed them for you, everything is in this spirit ring. Ying Yun'er held a spirit ring between her fingers, and her face was stiff, but she could see that Ying Yun'er's eyes were full of joy.
"What? you...... You're out this morning while I'm out?"
Ren Shuirou asked.
Ying Yun'er pouted, looked to the side and didn't say anything, as if she acquiesced.
"Okay, then you two come with me!" Bai Xiling showed an intoxicating smile, said softly to the two girls, and turned around and walked into the gate of the Red Bronze Martial Palace.
"This is the necklace I gave you? You're pretty wearing it. Jun Han noticed the magic seal necklace around Ren Shuirou's neck and said.
Ren Shuirou nodded again and again, smiled, and said softly: "It's good if you think it's beautiful." ”
The more Ying Yun'er looked at Jun Han, the more unpleasant she became, and when she passed in front of Jun Han, she raised the soles of her feet and stepped on Jun Han fiercely.
"Whore, hum!"
Jun Han's body shook, looked at Ying Yun'er, and seemed to say in his eyes, "What are you stepping on me for?"
In the Red Bronze Martial Palace, Fan Tong and dozens of students were practicing boxing, and Bai Xiling walked in with Ying Yun'er and Ren Shuirou.
Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted to the three of them, all three of whom were standard beauties, but their styles were very different, but any one of them could fascinate a man.
The three of them hurried by, and the eyes of the students of the Red Bronze Martial Hall were almost hooked.
At this moment, Jun Han walked in from the gate of the Red Bronze Martial Hall and walked alone in the direction of his residence.
When Fan Tong saw Jun Han, he immediately came over with a smile, followed behind Jun Han and said, "That...... Boss Jun Han, you are really the lucky star of our Red Bronze Martial Palace, since you came to the Red Bronze Martial Palace, the people of the Silver Martial Palace have never come to look for trouble, and they are still fighting for the Red Bronze Martial Palace in the Martial King Palace, and they are still ......"
Jun Han snorted: "Okay, talk about something quickly." ”
Jun Han really couldn't stand Fan Tong's sycophancy, and said impatiently.
Fan Tong laughed hesitantly, straightened his belly full of fat, and said in a low voice: "Boss Jun Han, you see that you are so powerful, can you teach me a few tricks, although I am a one-star martial arts, but I am also very hard at cultivating martial arts, as long as I am given a chance, I will definitely be able to soar to the sky." ”
"You?
Jun Han glanced at Fan Tong, who was more than 200 catties beside him, and really couldn't imagine what he would look like when he became a martial arts venerable.
"Get out of the way!"
Jun Han slapped Fan Tong's body with one hand, and at that moment, a stream of spiritual power entered Fan Tong's body.
Suddenly, Jun Han felt a powerful and subtle force pushing his spiritual power out.
"What?"
Jun Han looked at Fan Tong in surprise, and was a little stunned for a while.
"Boss Jun Han, what's wrong with you?" asked Fan Tong, whose big round face was full of fat and flashed with a pair of cow eyes.
Wang Jianwu vein?
Wang Jianwu Vein will appear here?
Jun Han grabbed Fan Tong's arm and injected a stream of spiritual power into Fan Tong's body, and suddenly, Jun Han saw a vague and hazy heavy sword drawn on Fan Tong's martial vein, and a certain power of the heavy sword was suppressed, so Fan Tong's martial vein would show the strength of a one-star martial vein.
This situation is the hiding stage of the royal vein.
In the Cangyun Continent, there are many supernatural martial veins, and there are many powerful inheritance martial veins.
The world divides the supernatural martial veins into levels, divided into: king level, emperor level, emperor level, holy level, above the holy level, there are stronger martial veins, but it is difficult for that kind of martial vein to appear in the Cangyun Continent.
Jun Han didn't expect that he would actually meet Wang Mai here.
Generally speaking, martial artists who have supernatural martial arts or inherit martial arts will become strong when they grow up, and these people are also the martial artists who are most likely to break through the Heavenly Spirit Realm.
Like Jun Han's ancient dragon vein, it is a natural supernatural martial vein.
Jun Han stared at Fan Tong's eyes and didn't speak for a long time.
Fan Tong asked curiously, "Boss Jun Han, what's wrong?"
Jun Han shook his head, let go of Fan Tong, and asked in a low voice, "Fan Tong, do you like to use a sword?"
"I don't like swords, I like to use heavy weapons, axes, sledgehammers, etc. Fan Tong shook his head and replied.
Jun Han smiled and said, "I have nothing to teach you, I can only teach you some cultivation methods." ”
"What cultivation method?" Fan Tong became excited and hurriedly asked.
Jun Han said: "From tomorrow onwards, you will run among the mountains with a thousand catties of boulders on your back every day, and after thirty days, I will come to see you again, and at that time, I will tell you how to cultivate next." ”
A thousand pounds?
I'm afraid that ordinary warriors can't run for a quarter of an hour with a boulder of 1,000 pounds on their backs!
This Jun Han actually let me run in the mountains for thirty days as soon as he opened his mouth, which is really unacceptable.
"You don't want to?" Jun Han asked.
"No, no, no, I am willing, the cultivation method that Boss Jun Han said must be an extremely subtle cultivation skill, and I must cultivate according to Boss Jun Han's method. Although Fan Tong was skeptical of this extreme approach, he did not refute it.
Jun Han was a student who broke into the fifth layer of the Martial King Palace, you must know that even the demonic genius of the Heavenly Martial Palace: Su Meng, failed to enter the fifth layer of the Martial King Palace.
Jun Han nodded, and went straight to his residence.
Fan Tong stood in place and watched Jun Han leave from a distance, his fat body trembled, and a pair of bull eyes looked at the sky: "Who said that I, Fan Tong, am a rice bucket, Lao Tzu can also become a powerful warrior, at that time, Lao Tzu must eat all the delicious food in the world, hahaha!"
"Starting tomorrow, go to the devil cultivation!"
Jun Han didn't know that his actions at the moment had created the beginning of a legend.
Decades later, the Wind Sword Venerable who galloped across the Cangyun Continent also gradually grew up from this moment.