"I've been in prison for ten years, and now Xiaocheng, please try the gun!" Chen Zixuan said coldly.

"Ten years in retreat? Hey, can you really bear it? Zhong Ze touched his fists, "Come on, let me see, what is the big deal about you taking one shot in ten years!" ”

"You won't be disappointed." Chen Zixuan said lightly, and then his fingers gently stroked the body of the gun, and the flow of clouds and mist on the top of the mountain seemed to slow down.

The iron gun in Chen Zixuan's hand didn't look unusual, as if it was an ordinary iron gun, but the origin of this gun was very big.

When the disciples of Dongyue Gun Forest reach the age of eight, as a birthday gift, they have to enter the Gun Forest Cemetery to choose a weapon.

And this Gun Forest Cemetery is not a cemetery in the traditional sense, but a place where the disciples of the East Yue Gun Forest have buried their weapons after their deaths, so as to attract the luck of heaven and earth.

Later generations of disciples can inherit the shadow of their ancestors and go to the cemetery at the age of eight to choose a gun that suits them.

Chen Zixuan entered the cemetery when he was eight years old and chose this ordinary iron gun.

At that time, Chen Zixuan, who was still young, had already shown an amazing talent, and everyone in the gun forest thought that he would get some inheritance of the great power of his ancestors from it, but when he came back from the cemetery, all he was holding in his arms was the iron spear that did not have any aura.

Everyone was disappointed, and no matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't find any information about the iron gun. Perhaps, it's just a filler. But according to the rules of the Gun Forest, the disciples of the Gun Forest can only enter once in their lives, and the high-level officials of the Gun Forest discussed this, and wanted to hire a master of the Mo family to build a suitable gun for Chen Zixuan for him, but when they told Chen Zixuan the news, he shook his head gently, and still said lightly with the attitude that the sky is falling and it is none of my business, "In my life, I only use it." ”

was so angry that a number of high-level Buddhas were born, but they were helpless. After all, this is their hope for the future of the gun forest.

No one knows why Chen Zixuan chose this iron gun that day, even if his father asked, he never answered, perhaps, only he knows.

……

When Chen Zixuan was eight years old, he came to the cemetery in the gun forest under the witness of the gun forest. The moment he entered the gun forest, the guns stuck in the ground seemed to have an aura, buzzing.

Chen Zixuan looked at the humming weapons as if they were flattering him, including the guns in the deepest part of the cemetery.

But Chen Zixuan always felt that they were not suitable for him, and suddenly, Chen Zixuan saw a gun diagonally inserted in the corner, it was lying quietly like that, without emitting a flattering message, and it was very appropriate to describe it as immobile as a mountain.

Chen Zixuan stepped forward and pulled out the iron gun, the iron gun was black all over, with a sense of simplicity, and the tip of the gun was still cold, without a trace of rust. Other than that, there's nothing left to be amazed.

But the moment Chen Zixuan came into contact with it, he felt that it was 100% compatible with himself, and it was at this moment that he felt the resonance of heaven and earth, and reached the realm of the unity of man and gun in the cemetery!

"Good gun!" Chen Zixuan waved the iron spear in one hand, and praised himself.

Chen Yuxuan gently wiped the mud off the body of the gun, and said softly in the gentlest tone of his life: "In the future, I will call you 'jade'." ”

Jade, the stone of its mountain, can attack jade.

……

"Go!" I saw Chen Zixuan stand up, roared, and threw the iron gun in the direction of Zhong Ze with one hand.

A powerful and incomparable gun intent instantly poured out around the iron spear, tearing through the clouds and mist, enveloping the power of heaven and earth, and sweeping the sky and the earth.

Slowly, the unusually strong gun intent was gradually absorbed by the iron spear, condensed at the tip of the spear, and turned into a little cold.

When Zhong Ze saw this scene, he also put away the cynical smile on his face, he could feel that the power of this blow was very strong!

"After this move, go out on your own." In the sky, Chen Zixuan's stiff voice came from afar.

"Hey, you think I can't take it? Master, I'm going to show you today! Zhong Ze stared solemnly at the iron spear in the sky, as if he would attack him at any time.

"Ready, I'm going to start ......"

"Hurry!"

As Chen Zixuan's voice fell, that bit of cold instantly broke through the clouds and rushed towards Zhong Ze.

So fast! This is everyone's first feeling, and in the blink of an eye, they are in front of Zhong Ze.

"Heh-" Zhong Ze threw a punch, no matter what the opponent did, he only had this punch.

As Zhong Ze's fist touched that little bit of coldness, the wind and sand on the mountain peak stirred, and the clouds rolled in the sky.

"Break it for me!" Zhong Ze's eyes had turned red, and he stared at the cold glow, as if he was going to eat it.

"Collapse-" A loud noise suddenly came from the place where the two powerful energies were handed over, and everyone on Guanwu Peak hurriedly stood on tiptoe and looked, only to see that the place where the explosion came from was obscured by flying sand smoke.

Who won?

Zhong Ze or Chen Zixuan?

This is a question on the minds of almost everyone.

The random sand and gravel slowly dissipated, and everyone looked intently, only to see a standing figure faintly in the smoke.

"Haha, happy!" Zhong Ze's rough voice came from the smoke.

It's Zhong Ze! So, in this competition, is Zhong Ze winning?

Chu Nu finally put away her frowning brows, this guy seems to have some strength.

And those disciples of the Gun Forest, all of them were depressed, within one day, they were not only broken by this young man's hundred-person Cloud Ladder Gun Formation, but now even the one-armed Spear Immortal they were proud of was so easily defeated in his hands?

On the side, Wei Ya, who saw this scene, did not smile, because he saw that not far away, all the disciples of the Gun Forest were depressed, and Chen Yuanlong was smiling.

Don't...... Wei Ya suddenly looked up at the sky, only to see the gunfire intent that should have dissipated above the sky regrouped, filling the sky of the entire mountain forest.

Really...... If it's so easy to deal with, how can it be as famous as Zhong Ze?

"That's all you do!" Zhong Ze laughed wildly.

"Do you think my trick is over?" Chen Zixuan's cold voice came again, "It's just the beginning." ”

As his words fell, the gun intent in the sky slowly dispersed, and then retracted, turning into countless iron spear-like gun intent, locking Zhong Ze from afar.

"Please!"

One after another, the gun intent was like an iron spear, with a sharp aura, and shot towards Zhong Ze.

A little cold came first, and then the gun came out like a dragon!

Zhong Ze smashed a gun intent with a punch, took half a step back, his stomach turned over, he shook his trembling arm, and looked into the distance with red eyes, "It's good to come!" ”

Chen Zixuan, who was standing on the top of the mountain, looked at Zhong Ze who was dealing with the gun's intent below, and remembered his childhood for no reason.

……

"It's born, it's a boy!" Wen Po ran out of the house and felt at Chen Yuanlong, who was waiting anxiously outside the house.

"Good, good!" Chen Yuanlong was overjoyed, "What about Madam?" How is Madame? ”

"This ...... Madame was very weak, but her life was fine for now. Wen Po said with some hesitation.

When Chen Yuanlong heard this, he hurriedly ran into the house, only to see that his wife was pale and breathing extremely weakly.

"Kid, let me see my kid......"

Chen Yuanlong hurriedly handed over Cheng Zixuan, who was still swaddling in his hand, "Xiaojing, you must take care of your body." ”

"Child, my child's ......" Xiaojing's fingers stroked Chen Zixuan's face, and called softly a few times, "Yuanlong, give our child a name." ”

"Well......" Chen Yuanlong thought for a moment, "just call him Chen Zixuan." ”

"Zixuan, Zixuan, good name, good name...... Ahem......" Xiaojing said weakly, but she could still see her smile in her eyes.

"Xiaojing, stop talking, have a good rest." Chen Yuanlong said with some distress.

Xiaojing shook her head, "My own body, I know it myself, since I was pregnant with Xuan'er, my body has been getting worse day by day, and I am already very satisfied if I can hold on until I give birth to him." ”

Xiaojing looked at Chen Zixuan in her arms, "I really hope to see our children grow up, they must be handsome heroes." ”

"Yuanlong."

"Huh?"

"Just now I heard a lot of movement outside, you say, our child, is it a child favored by God?"

Chen Yuanlong nodded, "The elders also said the same, they said that Xuan'er must be the expectation of my spear forest in the future. ”

"I also hope that Xuan'er will become the hope of the gun forest in the future, but ...... Ahem...... I'm running out of time, Yuanlong, can you promise me one thing? Xiaojing coughed and said.

Chen Yuanlong hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, "Okay, okay, don't talk yet, take a rest first." ”

Xiaojing shook her head a little stubbornly, "It's okay, you have to promise me, in the future, Xuan'er wants to practice guns, you will teach him to practice guns, if he doesn't like it, don't force him, let him live this life happily......"

"Okay, good, I promise you!"

Xiaojing stretched out her finger and pointed at Chen Yuanlong, "In this life, I haven't done it...... Your ...... Wife, I still have some ...... Unwilling......" After saying that, she lowered her arms and died.

The next day, Chen Yuanlong came to the council hall, and the elders congratulated him.

"Sect Master, I went to see the little Sect Master yesterday, and he is a genius who is rare in a hundred years......"

"Yes, yes, just yesterday's vision of heaven and earth, the little sect master must be a person who practices guns in the past and the present......"

"Congratulations to the Sect Master, congratulations to the Sect Master!"

Chen Yuanlong sat in the first seat, and yesterday's joy of having a son had already been washed away by the pain of losing his wife.

Because of this son, Xiaojing's funeral was hastily completed.

At this time, hearing the words of the elders, he remembered Xiaojing's dying words yesterday.

"In the future, if Xuan'er wants to practice guns, you will teach him to practice guns, if he doesn't like it, don't force him, let him live this life happily......"

Chen Yuanlong stood up, since he became the sect master, he had never disobeyed these elders, who were mostly elders, and today, he might have to make an exception.

"Xuan'er's future, let him choose his own ......"

"Elders, don't say much......"

With that, he turned and left, leaving the elders looking at each other.

Six years later, the young Chen Zixuan stood in front of Chen Yuanlong, "What did my mother say before she died?" ”

Chen Yuanlong told him truthfully, and he was silent for a moment before turning around and leaving.

"Then I'll be the person my mother wants."