Time flies.

Seven years later, one day in late autumn.

The West Han Kingdom sits on the official road in the north of the city, and there is a tea stall.

There were a few travelers in front of the tea stall, and a storyteller was performing arts: "Friends, there are thousands of strange things in this world, let's just say that this martial arts fights: the art cultivation has the attributes ......of the five elements such as water, fire, earth, engineering and gold, and the polar attributes such as light and darkness, and the skills can be said to have their own merits."

"Although martial cultivation only has one chaotic attribute, but the spear, sword, bow and shield, compared to the skill cultivation, it will definitely not fall behind......"

As he spoke, a deer cart sped by.

The deer cart was pulled by two very divine yellow deer, and the deer's hooves were snow-white. The coachman didn't give much order, and the deer automatically avoided passers-by, looking very spiritual, and every time the deer's hooves hit the ground, ice would appear under the hooves, and the speed was so fast that everyone looked sideways.

When they arrived near the tea stall, the coachman stopped the car, asked for tea, and handed it through the curtain.

The storyteller was foaming at the mouth when a big man with a horizontal face interrupted: "You are a good storyteller and have no knowledge, they all say that the three ways of art, martial arts, and weapons stand side by side, and our Western Han Kingdom has always been like this, how come to you, there is only martial arts? No, it really doesn't work! Who wants to listen to your nonsense, hurry up and return the silver to Lao Tzu!"

"Friend is really insightful!" the storyteller said with a smile: "Of course, the Tao of the instrument is very important, and the master of Tiesong of your country is a great master, and he is famous only for children. But you must also know that only martial arts cultivators have the ability to refine magic weapons, and martial arts are the premise of the instrument path, so it is naturally difficult to put them together. ”

The storyteller got to the point: "Next, if I don't want to talk about it, I have to start with the battle between the West Han and the East Han twenty years ago, the Changbaiguan War......

The big man didn't listen to two sentences, and then found fault: "What is there to talk about in a big defeat! Your book is really ugly, hurry up and return the silver to Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu is impatient!"

The storyteller brightened the pottery bowl in front of him, took out a stone chip from the bowl, and said with a wry smile: "Friend, spare it, please see, in this dining guy, except for a few copper plates, there is only this thing you threw ......"

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The big man's face burned slightly, pointed to the deer cart, and came up with a problem: "Storyteller, do you recognize the deer, the deer's feet will freeze when stepped on, what's going on? If you can't say it, do you still have the face to sell your mouth, hurry up and pack up your things for Lao Tzu, get out!"

The storyteller laughed and said: "Since I eat this meal in the next place, of course it is what my friends want to hear, and I will talk about it in the next - the deer is called the ice hoof deer, which is a four-grade spirit animal, and it belongs to stagnant water in the five elements, and it can perform the ice escape technique, so it is much faster than a horse when it runs." ”

Dahan asked: "Is the icehoof deer powerful, compared to Lao Tzu?"

"The strength of the spirit beast is about the same as that of the cultivator of the same grade, do you say that the ice hoof deer is not powerful?" The storyteller said with a smile: "One thousand people cultivate, even if it is the lowest vice-fifth-grade cultivator, it is also known as the enemy of nine people, I heard that for every high grade, the strength will be nine times greater." So ice-hoofed deer, I'm afraid that dozens of strong men like you won't be able to take it. ”

The big man finally had a seizure, raised his old fist, and was about to rob the storyteller of his money.

At this moment, a white light flashed, and it just smashed on Dahan's fist, and Dahan immediately couldn't move, and a layer of frost appeared outside his body.

The white light bounced away, and it happened to fall into the storyteller's clay bowl, which turned out to be a piece of silver.

The storyteller knows: This big man is frozen in ice, and he can't move for half an hour.

When the storyteller hurriedly packed up his things and prepared to flash people, and was about to thank the silver reward, he saw that the deer cart had gone far away......

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"The storyteller also knows the prestige of the master. A young man in the car withdrew his hand and smiled at the white-haired old man sitting next to him: "He also knows the icehoof deer, although we are dressed in disguise, but in order to hurry, this deer cart is exposed." ”

The boy is none other than Shen Cheng.

"What master, why don't you change your words? It's so unruly, when I'm muddy? If you scream nonsense, I'll go home immediately, and I won't take you to the city." The old man blew his beard and glared at him and rebuked, "Now you have to call Master!"

"Yes, yes," Shen Cheng nodded again and again, "I'm used to it, and I can't change it for a while." ”

"What's so strange about the storyteller knowing the master's prestige," the old man was proud: "Over the years, the Xihan soldiers have been prepared for several grades, and it's not all the master's credit!"

Shen Cheng agreed.

The old man said disdainfully: "Besides, the ice hoof deer is just a four-grade spirit ride, and it runs on the ground, not to mention that it is in our house, even if it is put in the official office and the family of the city, it is nothing, and it will definitely not be exposed." ”

The old man came to his senses, leaned over and shook Shen Cheng's arm and said, "Let me tell you, that sitting in Wangcheng is not ordinary, compared to Yongdong Jing, there is one less supreme powerhouse!"

Speaking of the supreme powerhouse, the old man's face was full of rarity, and he didn't notice that he had gone off topic at all, and he also touched Shen Cheng's heart.

Shen Cheng's face did not change, he opened the curtain and asked the coachman: "Uncle Quanfu, how long will it take to get to the city?" The coachman replied quickly, and there was still half an hour at most.

Shen Cheng put down the curtain and said hesitantly: "This time I went to buy shark bones in the black market of Wangcheng, and I found that something was wrong. ”

"What's wrong?" asked the old man.

Shen Chengdao: "The storyteller can recognize the icehoof, and when he arrives in the city, there are even more people who can recognize him, what if someone sees through our identity?"

The old man said disdainfully, "So what?"

Shen Cheng said: "The shark bone is an official-controlled spiritual material, but we want to buy it from the black market, if it is known, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not cause trouble-I am afraid that it will be passed back to Yongdongjing." ”

The old man patted his thigh and shouted: "Yes, I'm afraid that the cold face that doesn't open its eyes will jump out when it hits the head, and it's not fun to find us!"

At the mention of that person, the more the old man thought about it, the more angry he became, and he complained: "Hey! I really can't figure it out, why is that cold face so unreasonable!"

"Don't talk about the Ministry of Industry and Weapons Bureau, just say that such a big school, plus the army, how many spiritual materials have to be used every day, just buckle some scum, it's enough for you. But he is good, not only does he not give you any convenience, but even the shark bone specially approved by the master for you is also swept off with a big stroke!"

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Shen Cheng also felt very aggrieved about this, but he didn't want to blame the elders, so he didn't accept it, and he didn't hear it.

He turned his head to open the curtain, looked at the scenery outside the car, and looked for some excuses in his heart, and sure enough, he remembered one thing: he had grown so big and had not left the capital, but this time he had the opportunity to go far away.

Shen Cheng's heart was much more relaxed, so he practiced ice skills.

A heavy Dao star appeared on his forehead, and his left hand gathered a blue light cluster, constantly shooting ice arrows, but the target was his right hand.

Not to be outdone, the right hand continuously performed the "Ice Solving Technique",-for-tat, and dissolved the ice arrows cleanly.

After a while, the left hand cast the spell half a beat slower, and the right hand took the opportunity to shoot an ice arrow, which immediately became a right-handed attack and a left-handed defense.