In Cai's mansion, Cai Wenzhao put a tea cup in the palm of his hand, and a gust of wind blew, and the cup that was still round turned into a handful of white powder and fell from his fingertips. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today's Cai Wenzhao is already a cultivator of the True Qi Realm, and the martial artists of the Yuan Qi Realm can only break the stele and crack the stone with their strength, but the martial artists of the True Qi Realm are different, and they can directly destroy the inside of the object.

But at this moment, Cai Wenzhao was not happy at all, he had been cultivating frantically in the past few days, but the true qi in his body had only decreased but not increased.

The appointed day is getting closer and closer, and Cai Wenzhao can't help but feel solemn in his heart.

These days, the spiritual power around his body has been abnormal, and there seems to be a black hole in his right palm, absorbing his own painstaking power into the heaven and earth Yuan Force and devouring it.

Cai Wenzhao looked inward, and once again operated the Yuan Force, and once again the saturated Yuan Force flowed frantically to the right palm.

"I don't believe it, Heaven and Earth Yuan Force Condensation!" Cai Wenzhao shouted, and the Yuan Force around him once again erupted, converging towards the palm of his hand.

After a full quarter of an hour's effort, Cai Wenzhao's face turned pale, and almost two-thirds of his Yuan Force merged into this bottomless pit, and finally the emperor lived up to his wishes.

"Boom!"

A ray of light shone brightly, and a golden object like a swimming dragon seemed to come to life, drilling out of Cai Wenzhao's palm!

"Sure enough, it's it!"

Looking at this spirit of Fang Tian's painting halberd, which had not moved since the last time it was dormant, a hint of strange color flashed in Cai Wenzhao's eyes.

Just as Cai Wenzhao was thinking, the spirit of Fang Tian's painting halberd jumped in front of his eyes, and with an extremely weak and somewhat ignorant immature divine thought, he said: "Because of the trauma, I have lost most of my memories, and this time I woke up with your Yuan Force, and I have two things to explain." ”

Cai Wenzhao was about to ask, but was interrupted by Fang Tian's spirit of painting halberds, obviously he was extremely urgent.

"First of all, within a month you will only be able to retain my remnants of my knowledge if you find the true body of my weapon. The second thing is that once I am annihilated, all the exercises that I have inherited in my memory will disappear. ”

Cai Wenzhao looked at the spirit of the Fang Tian Painting Halberd and frowned, obviously not expecting that he would be hollowed out like this in exchange for such bad news.

Fang Tian's halberd seemed to see through Cai Wenzhao: "Little baby, don't worry, the deity will not take your benefits in vain." This is a inheritance martial art left by the previous generation master in my memory, but now the vitality is limited, only one of them, you can be optimistic!"

"Boom!"

A golden light shot out from the halberd spirit, and at the same time, Cai Wenzhao's mind was in chaos, and a complex and majestic information poured in.

A huge phantom appeared in my mind, stretching for thousands of miles, like a god, into a demon!

It seems that there is no room for one of this person's military boots between heaven and earth, Cai Wenzhao wanted to raise his head, but before he could see a piece of armor, his whole eyes were shining tears.

In the magnificent divine light, this slight movement is an earth-shaking divine general, and the domineering and boundless voice flutters down from above the nine heavens, which is full of infinite confidence and arrogance.

"Yu has been all over the world all his life, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and all kinds of weapons are proficient, but Yu Du loves the hegemony of a hundred soldiers - halberd! One hundred and ten years, Yu Dong conquered the west, and life and death, between the enemy, and between heaven and earth, and the thirteen styles of marksmanship, and a hundred years, simplifying, and finally creating a one-handed eighteen picks, since then there is no one under the general, but the manpower is limited, and the destiny is impermanent. After a thousand years, it will finally be passed on, but it is also a regret. How can my inheritance be dissipated, and how can my glory be cut off? You are my third generation. ”

This is one of the thirteen marksmanship obtained in the past years, a hundred birds towards the phoenix gun, this gun can swing out a hundred single eight gun shadows, the virtual and the real are dazzling and can not distinguish the authenticity, so the "hundred birds towards the phoenix", its changes are complex, and the virtual and the real are combined. Thou canst think of it, and realize it. ”

The loud and domineering voice slowly faded, and the phantom in the sky gradually dissipated, and Cai Wenzhao's consciousness slowly recovered, and there was an extra marksmanship in his mind.

"When you find the true body of the deity, and the memory of the deity is restored, it will naturally be of no benefit to you, remember, you must find my true body within a month. "Fang Tian's immature voice of the spirit of the halberd is old-fashioned.

"But ......." Cai Wenzhao was just about to ask about the details of the branches, how to find them, but there were clues.

"Whatever it is. The immature voice of the halberd spirit was cold for a while, and once again turned into a golden light and flew into Cai Wenzhao's palm, turning into a large tattoo mark.

"Holy. Cai Wenzhao suddenly had the urge to scold his mother, but his head hurt at this moment.

"By the way, until I find the main body, I will continue to absorb your Yuan Power. ”

"Holy. Cai Wenzhao couldn't help but scold his mother, others pick up a gold finger is a treasure, but when he comes here, he has become the ancestor of debt collection.

"Hey, you should give me some hints, this is a great god, where will I go to find a needle in a haystack within a month. Cai Wenzhao was a little helpless for such a machine spirit for a while.

Multiply!

Suddenly, a powerful suction force appeared from the palm of his right hand, and after a cup of tea, Cai Wenzhao's whole person seemed to be hollowed out, and he collapsed on the stool with his last breath.

Fang Tian painted the spirit of the halberd, looking full, and replied immaturely again: "Since you are so pious, I will reluctantly give you a pointer, this is what you begged me, not that I want to suck you dry." Only after this time, you and I only have half a month left. ”

In the second half of the sentence, Fang Tian's halberd spirit tone was full of vicissitudes, as if it had traveled thousands of years, a stream of golden light shone, Fang Tian's halberd blur was magnified dozens of times, and then a golden light rushed to the sky, breaking through the sky.

After a stick of incense, Cai Wenzhao finally took a breath, and his eyes were very resentful, after all, the taste of being squeezed dry was really uncomfortable.

A golden artifact spirit finally turned around slowly, descended above Cai Wenzhao's head, and said in an excited voice: "I feel the breath of the previous master of the Dao, it is within a hundred miles radius of Luoyang City. ”

Cai Wenzhao really wanted to say help me up, but he was so tired that he didn't want to speak, so he just nodded his head.

.......

Three days later. In Xiahou's mansion, in a study.

A man sat in front of the desk, kneeling in front of him a servant holding a note in his hands.

Xiahou Ba took a cursory look and frowned: "This kid is not good at cultivating at this time, how did he leave the imperial city and go to the eastern suburbs, where the hunting grounds of the royal family are rampant, and there are fierce beasts rampant in it, does that kid plan to live and die here?"

Xiahou Ba put down the note and smiled coldly: "Since this kid has chosen such a place as his burial place, it is also convenient for me." Within three days, I want to hear rumors in Luoyang City that Cai Yong's youngest son made a bet with the eldest princess and died in the belly of a demon beast when he went to the hunting ground in the eastern suburbs. ”

"Yes, son. The servant respectfully received the order and went out of the study.

......

Thousands of miles away, the frontier barracks.

In the tent, a peerless figure like a god son turned his back to the tent door, and at this moment his back was wrapped in armor, heroic and unspeakably expensive.

It's just that no one knows what the expression on his face is, and after a long time, an indifferent voice sounded.

"Zhang Feng, this kind of thing doesn't need to be said in person like this in the future. The act of a nobody, listening to it, only polluted my ears. You know how to do it. ”

"Yes, little marquis. The next time you enter Beijing, this person will definitely disappear into Luoyang. Zhang Feng was covered in a cold sweat behind his back, and he had long expected in his heart that with the vision of the little marquis Sima Shi, how could he pay attention to such a small young son of Caifu.

Isn't it ridiculous that he also thought about breaking the marriage contract of the little marquis.

A hideous look appeared on the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth, the king of Hades wanted people to die in the third watch, and he could not keep people until the fifth watch.

Sima Shi's words naturally decided the life and death of that kid.