The territory of Dayan is vast, and there are countless high mountains and strange peaks! And on a steep mountain called Qingping Mountain, there is a cottage called Heifeng Village. At this time, Cheng Yaojin was accompanying the smiling face, respectfully pouring it for his newly recognized cheap father. "I said, Dad, you've been teaching me all the time. I am very grateful to be a son, but these days, you are hard enough, and you should also rest well and enjoy the blessings. Look at the next few days, don't you have to urge me?"

Cheng Yaojin said that there is actually a reason for saying this, since he kindly picked up this old man. The old man was so stubborn that he insisted on becoming his father. Don't want to? The old man has a way. Moved with affection, understood with reason, let Cheng Yaojin be moved to tears? Please, that's too troublesome. The obscene old man used the fact of red luoluo to tell Cheng Yaojin that in this world, in fact, fists are far faster and more effective than mouths.

What's even more infuriating is that the obscene old man thought that Cheng Yaojin's strength was too poor, and he would lose his old man's face if he went out, so he began to formulate a strict martial arts training plan for Cheng Yaojin and personally supervised it. So Cheng Yaojin's hard days came, and he had to get up in front of the sun every day to practice martial arts, and he was not allowed to rest until he sent away the sun's afterglow. These kinds of days can be described as miserable.

Even if it's a long time, the intensity of the training is staggering. Every day, when Cheng Yaojin dragged his extremely tired body to stop training for a day, the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water. Cheng Yaojin, who was helpless, finally thought of bribing the old man with fine wine, hoping that he could relax his supervision. "Dad, thanks to your supervision and guidance, I have become a Obsidian Martial Venerable son who has not become a weapon! You should be satisfied with such great achievements in such a short period of time! You should also rest and rest for a while!"

"I understand, I understand!" Tasting the mellow wine, the obscene old man's face was smiling. Facing Cheng Yaojin, who obviously had other plans, he didn't seem to have found anything.

"It's done!" Cheng Yaojin was overjoyed. As the saying goes, the mouth of eating people is soft, and the hands of people are short. Since the obscene old man did not refuse his wine, he had to agree to this little request of his own. But the next performance of the obscene old man made Cheng Yaojin crazy.

"I said good son, for your heart, my old man said thank you. The obscene old man snatched the wine jug from Yao Jin's hand and said with a smile, "But I'll come by myself and let people serve me, I'm really not used to it." ”

"But for your request of a good son, my old man has only one answer, dream!" The smile on the obscene old man's face suddenly disappeared.

"Obsidian Wuzun? It's great to become an obsidian martial artist? Let me tell you, obsidian martial arts is not a fart in the eyes of Lao Tzu!"

"You ......" Seeing the obscene old man sipping slowly with a wine glass and smiling at Mimi, Cheng Yaojin couldn't wait to go up and give this obscene old man a few strokes, but he didn't have the courage to realize this idea. Although he is younger than the old man, his body looks much stronger than the old man. But the old man wants to clean himself up, but it's like playing.

"What are you, don't say a word, believe it or not, I'll beat you?" the obscene old man kicked over, "Hurry up and go back to sleep, and continue training tomorrow morning." ”

"Why is my life so bitter?" Yao Jin burst into tears at this time.

"Put on this bitter gourd face again. I'll beat you up now!" the obscene old man Cheng Long raised his fist.

"Don't, don't, Daddy, I'll go!I'll go!" poor Yao Jin was suddenly frightened!

When the light of dawn began to slowly drive away the darkness the next day, two men were walking on the dew-stained sheep intestine mountain road towards the peak of Longshi Mountain. The obscene old man Cheng Long told Cheng Yaojin that he was going to give Cheng Yaojin a big surprise today.

"Surprise, haven't you surprised me enough?" Cheng Yaojin scolded indignantly as he stepped on the road that had become muddy due to the rain and dew of the morning sun. In front of a steep cliff with a steep peak and no grass growing around, the two finally stopped.

"Dad, take me to this ghost place to see the scenery, this is really a surprise!" Cheng Yaojin smiled bitterly. The old man was so full that he couldn't bear it, and he took me to such a ghost place.

"Shut up, don't be a hippie smile in such a sacred place!" Compared with Cheng Yaojin, who was smiling bitterly, the obscene old man's face was serious.

"Good son, quick, close your eyes and feel with your heart. Cheng Long's voice trembled for some reason.

"I'm tossing people again, this dick place, do I feel a fart?" Cheng Yaojin scolded indignantly in his heart. Although Cheng Yaojin was very annoyed by the obscene old man tossing himself like this, he didn't dare to disobey his words. After all, according to this old guy's temperament, if he is unhappy, he is likely to add punches and kicks to himself. And with the ability of the other party, it is as if beating yourself and playing.

"Well, just follow this old guy's pride and make a show. Cheng Yaojin sighed, closed his eyes, and felt the incomprehensible thing that the obscene old man said in his heart. Feel, feel a fart? There's nothing in my ears but the cold wind that whistles by.

A peculiar scene was born, a lewd old man stood solemnly in the cold wind, and beside him was a sloppy young man with a disgruntled face. Time passed slowly, and the obscene old man's face was still solemn. But Cheng Yaojin's face slowly changed, and he felt something. It was a feeling of indescribability, of incomprehension. Grief, helplessness, heartache, choking, unwillingness?

"How can this be?" Cheng Yaojin opened his eyes suddenly, what the hell was going on. Cheng Yaojin's eyes quickly scanned around, and he wanted to find the reason for his complex and multifaceted feelings.

Cheng Yaojin's gaze finally stopped on the rock wall, and there seemed to be something embedded in it. So many complicated feelings seem to come from somewhere. Cheng Yaojin roared, jumped up, and threw himself straight towards the rock wall.

Cheng Yaojin grabbed the object, pulled it hard, and finally dragged the object into his hand. "Looks like you've finally found out. Looking at Cheng Yaojin, who was in a daze, the obscene old man showed a relieved smile.

"Why is this such a thing?" Cheng Yaojin was also stunned. The objects that make me feel so many inexplicable and inexplicable are not as mysterious and exaggerated as I imagined. On the contrary, it is very simple. It's just an axe, a rusty, very ordinary-looking axe. But even this axe can't make Cheng Yaojin despise it at all. At this time, it seemed to be beating in Cheng Yaojin's hands, screaming sadly.

"It's a bit of a wickedness. Cheng Yaojin muttered. What makes an axe so sad?

"It's mourning for its owner, it's mourning for its fate. I think that rather than be abandoned and slowly stained with endless rust spots, it would rather choose to be on the battlefield and feast on the blood of the enemy!" Cheng Long took the axe and gently wiped it with his sleeve.

"Cut, Daddy, what are you talking about? It's just an ordinary axe, do you really think it has feelings?" Yao Jin disagreed.

"An ordinary axe, boy, what would you think if I told you that more than 10,000 people had died under this axe?"

"What? Daddy, you said this axe has cut off the heads of at least 10,000 people?" Yao Jin was shocked.

"That's right!" Cheng Long nodded heavily, "It has cut off the heads of 10,000 people and drank the blood of 10,000 people! Can such an axe still be considered ordinary? An axe that has been born and died with its owner for decades, can you still say that it is a dead thing without feelings?"

"Spanning the world for decades, using an axe to chop off the heads of more than 10,000 people!" Yao Jin's body shook, he stared at Cheng Long carefully, there was no longer the big grin in his eyes, all of them were splashed with fine light!

"I think it has been more than 50 years since the establishment of my Great Yan Kingdom! In the past 50 years, the wars and turmoil of all sizes have never really subsided! But no matter how many crises and dangers have arisen, my Great Yan Kingdom is still safe and sound! Why is this? It is because my Great Yan State has General Yang Zhantian and Yang Da General!"

"General Yang is not only brilliant in intelligence, but also outstanding in character! He has strategized and won decisive victories for thousands of miles! He has experienced no less than 100 thrilling battles in his life, but he has never lost a single one. No matter how powerful the foreign enemy is. Only with him, the military heart and the people's heart of my Dayan Kingdom will be greatly determined, so General Yang Da is called the military god by the people of my Dayan Kingdom. ”

"But under him, there is actually one more person, although his reputation is slightly inferior to him, but there is no doubt that he is the pillar of the Optimus of my Great Yan Kingdom, and that is Qin Yuansheng! This person is brave and good at fighting, and no one in the world can match him! And his most well-known weapon in the world is an axe!"

"Qin Yuansheng, he has experienced hundreds of battles of the same size, and he has never lost a single defeat. He was called the god of war by the military and civilians of the Great Yan Kingdom. ”

Yao Jin stared at Cheng Long's eyes tightly, "An axe full of the blood of thousands of people, a man who regards this axe as a relative! Daddy, if I guess correctly, you should be Qin Yuansheng, the god of war of the Great Yan Kingdom, right?"

Cheng Long was still gently wiping the rusty axe in his hand, "Good son, Su Yang has always said that you stupid person belongs to that kind of person who is as wise as a fool, originally I believed the old man! But now, I believe it! I really believe it!"

"Dad, don't look at the inconspicuous axe in your hand, it can be called a well-deserved artifact!" Looking at the axe in Qin Yuansheng's hand, Yao Jin sighed infinitely!

In fact, everything in the world is spiritual, and as long as you are sincere and emotional, it will also have feelings for you. Qin Yuansheng stared at the axe affectionately.

Yao Jin could clearly feel that once the rusty axe was in his father's hands, it seemed to change, from grief and anger to joy, as if he had seen a relative he hadn't seen for many years.

"Dad, it's so hard for you to hide it from me!"

"Son, I am not a god of war, the name Qin Yuansheng, I have forgotten it for many years. Qin Yuansheng sighed, "Remember, I'm already old, I don't want to fight anymore, I just want to spend the rest of my life peacefully." But I don't want my old fellow to suffer, I don't want it to sink silently like this!"

"I know that my old fellow is hungry for battle, and that its true home and grave is the battlefield. So, I'm handing it over to you and hopefully you'll be able to make it work!"

"Child, it's good, it's good!" Qin Yuansheng took a long breath and raised the sky-breaking axe high. Suddenly, Qin Yuansheng seemed to be fused with the axe, as if he was integrated into the heaven and earth, and there was a faint sense of domineering that was proud of the world.

"Thunder!" the raised tomahawk finally fell. There was a roar, and the earth trembled violently. The smoke and dust spread everywhere, choking Cheng Yaojin hurriedly covered his eyes and coughed incessantly.

When the smoke and dust slowly cleared, Cheng Yaojin was stunned. On the ground, a huge trench about a few feet deep and dozens of zhang long appeared out of thin air. "Dad, this is too powerful!" Cheng Yaojin muttered.

"If you work hard, you can do it. Qin Yuansheng smiled slightly.

"When a man is alive, he should be vigorous. Good son, let my old buddy and you write this pen that belongs to you in this world, believe in yourself, you are also the new god of war of my Dayan Kingdom. Qin Yuansheng's eyes lit up with a scorching fire.

"It's not a pity that I, Qin Yuansheng, died, but the Great Yan Kingdom can't do without the God of War. Qin Yuansheng suddenly shouted.

"Dad, I don't have that blessing!" Yao Jin pouted.

"What? You mean to say that you don't want to be loyal to my Great Yan Kingdom?" Qin Yuansheng was furious, and an awe-inspiring murderous aura rose.

"Don't, Dad! Listen to me!" Yao Jin smiled bitterly, "Although I, Yao Jin, am not talented, although I have not read any books! The king is like a father, and the minister is like a son. How can people like us do such a great rebellion?"

Looking at Yao Jin, who was righteous, Qin Yuansheng breathed a sigh of relief, and his face softened again, "Then what do you mean?"

"Daddy, I mean, you are not old now, and even if you are old, you are still old and strong, and you are still majestic!

"Besides, Dad, if you want to find a successor, I think Brother Su Yang is more suitable than me!"

"Hahaha!" Qin Yuansheng laughed, "That's right, I'm not old at all, old man! Besides, even if I'm old, I'm still old and strong, and I'm still majestic! How can I be so depressed?"

"Daddy, that's right!"

"But son! I know better than you who Su Yang is! As long as he is there, even a group of rabble will become iron-blooded lions! He is an expert in military training! But when it comes to fighting the enemy on the battlefield, he is still a step behind!"

"So, good son, you want to play tricks, no way!" Qin Yuansheng hugged Yao Jin's head!