Chapter Seventy-Six: The Idea of Shooting the Imperial City
Zhuo Yang got his father's mountain and river gun from the hand of the shopkeeper Mei, and suddenly felt like he couldn't put it down.
Unlike his love for swords, his dedication to swords, Zhuo Yang's feelings for mountains and rivers are more familiar, cordial, and ...... Responsibility and a legacy.
The world's dart game, the mountains and rivers gun.
Zhuo Yang understands that his father's dream is to travel all over the world, to experience more exciting, more gorgeous, and more unexpected scenery, and to leave a mark that belongs to him.
[Father, don't worry, I will spread the name of this world's dart game and this mountain and river gun all over the world. γ
[First of all, let's start with the Imperial City!] γ
"Whew~"
Controlling his somewhat excited mood a little, Zhuo Yang let out a long breath, and his gaze returned to calm and peace.
He knocked lightly on the door in front of him.
"Knock knock!"
"Enter."
As a cold male voice sounded, the door in front of him opened automatically.
When Zhuo Yang walked into the gate, he saw Lin Xuanyi sitting under the big tree in the courtyard, drinking tea.
"Uncle Lin."
"Hmm."
Lin Xuanyi, who originally wanted to ask Zhuo Yang what was going on with him, suddenly noticed the spear that Zhuo Yang was carrying behind him, and suddenly his eyes changed, excited, reminiscing, sad, and many emotions were intertwined, turning into an indescribable look from Zhuo Yang.
If I had to describe it, it would probably be...... Relax.
"You've found it."
"Well, I found it!"
Zhuo Yang smiled faintly, with pride, joy, and a sense of responsibility in his smile.
Lin Xuanyi looked at Zhuo Yang's hearty smile, and suddenly, a sense of familiarity came to his face.
"Hey, Lin Xuanyi, you guy, cold, what if you can't find your daughter-in-law in the future."
"Hehe, but it's okay, brother, I'll scatter your portrait when the time comes."
"Although you don't have a good personality, you can still be considered a human dog, maybe you are blind, ......"
It's infuriating to think about!
"Bang!"
"Oops!"
Zhuo Yang only felt that his head was inexplicably beaten, and he immediately looked at Lin Xuanyi very innocently.
"Senior, what are you doing here?"
"Well, it's nothing, just look at your reflexes."
Lin Xuanyi said lightly, then stood up and looked at Zhuo Yang calmly.
"You're here today to ask me for advice?"
"Hehe, I can't talk about asking for advice, it's just ......"
Zhuo Yang smiled, then untied the mountain and river gun behind him and put it on the ground.
"Bang!"
As if it were a stone falling into a calm lake, a wave of energy suddenly stuck to the ground and dispersed in all directions.
The trees in the quakes trembled slightly, and the green leaves fell.
A fallen leaf floated in front of Lin Xuanyi's eyes, and after that, it was Zhuo Yang's confident, bright, and sharp eyes.
"It's just that I want to understand the gap between my gun and Uncle Lin's gun."
Zhuo Yang said, making a starting style of the world's marksmanship.
"Hehe, although it looks good, it's not worth mentioning compared to your sword."
Lin Xuanyi commented with a faint smile, and then casually drew his hand, and a spear in the corner of the courtyard suddenly shot at him.
"Zheng!"
The spear fell into Lin Xuanyi's hand, making a light trembling sound.
Lin Xuanyi waved his hand twice, bringing two sounds of breaking the air.
"Whew! Call! β
Lin Xuanyi's momentum changed suddenly, like a steep mountain peak, giving people a sense of danger that could not be looked at directly.
Just one glance made Zhuo Yang feel like a man's back, but the more this happened, the more exciting Zhuo Yang felt, revealing a smile that he couldn't help but smile.
"Uncle Lin, I'm on!"
Looking at Zhuo Yang, who was rushing towards him with a gun, his bright and combative eyes made Lin Xuanyi in a trance again.
"Hmph, Xiao Linzi, eat me a shot!"
[Sure enough, you guy, you still annoy me so much. γ
A shallow smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuanyi's mouth, and then the gun shot out like a dragon in an instant, and the cold light flickered, instantly interrupting Zhuo Yang's offensive.
"Oops!"
Zhuo Yang secretly screamed that it was not good, and subconsciously dodged it with the wind god legs.
After Lin Xuanyi saw this scene, he frowned and said lightly: "You are like this, but it has no effect." β
"Hehe, senior, I know, it's just a subconscious habit just now."
Zhuo Yang smiled.
"This marksmanship has not been used for too long, and it is really a little rusty, it seems that if you want to rely on this hand to participate in the martial arts competition, I am afraid it is a little reluctant."
"Martial arts competition?"
After Lin Xuanyi heard Zhuo Yang's words, he was a little surprised, and looked at him with some seriousness.
"Why are you going to a jousting tournament all of a sudden?"
"Hehe, it's not because of this technology!"
Zhuo Yang said, and danced the mountain and river gun in his hand into a spear flower.
When Lin Xuanyi heard this, he was silent.
"Do you have to use a gun?"
In his opinion, Zhuo Yang's current martial arts can be said to be quite good, but his marksmanship is obviously slightly inferior, so there is no need to rush for a while.
"Well, I want to use it, I want to use this mountain and river gun at the door of my father's house, and make a show."
Zhuo Yang said, his eyes always shining with bright colors.
Some are innocent, naΓ―ve, and even stupid.
Lin Xuanyi was silent after hearing Zhuo Yang's words.
At this time, he was already thinking about what kind of method to use to let Zhuo Yang improve his marksmanship in less than half a month.
He also hopes that the mountain and river gun will burst out again with its brilliance.
Looking at Lin Xuanyi, who was pondering, Zhuo Yang said easily: "But Uncle Lin, in this martial arts competition in the imperial city, the water should be very deep, my grandparents ...... over there."
"I'm covered, you don't have to worry about it."
Lin Xuanyi said firmly.
Listening to Lin Xuanyi's words, the last stone in Zhuo Yang's heart was finally put down.
"Then, boy, thank you Uncle Lin."
Lin Xuanyi continued: "However, with your current level of marksmanship, if you want to win the championship in the martial arts competition, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult, according to the news of our Qixuansi, the players in this martial arts competition are not weak, if you only want to rely on marksmanship to compete, there is not much chance of winning." β
Lin Xuanyi said euphemistically, and in the face of Lin Xuanyi's reminder, Zhuo Yang said confidently: "Uncle Lin, you don't have to worry, do your best, obey the destiny of heaven, even if the time is very short, the kid will do his best." β
"It's just to bother Uncle Lin, during this time, I can take a while longer to train me."
"It's okay to ask for that."
Lin Xuanyi said without hesitation: "Recently, because of the martial arts competition, the focus of the Seven Xuansi Division has been on this, and the master of the division is back, so I have more time." β
Lin Xuanyi looked at Zhuo Yang seriously and said responsibly: "During this time, you can come to me." β
"Boy, thank you Uncle Lin."
Zhuo Yang saw that Lin Xuanyi agreed so readily, and while he was moved in his heart, he also said confidently: "The kid will not let Uncle Lin's heart down." β
Lin Xuanyi persuaded Zhuo Yang not to be too ambitious.
"Guns, it's not that easy to practice."
Zhuo Yang nodded.
"Boy understands."
Although he said so, Zhuo Yang silently shouted in his heart.
[Editing Task ......]
In this way, in the days when Zhuo Yang asked Lin Xuanyi for marksmanship every day, time passed day by day.
Until one day......
Staying in Zhuo's Mansion, sitting cross-legged on the bed, An Lingyun, who was cultivating, moved.
I saw that An Lingyun's body in the room continued to emit a faint purple light, and wisps of purple smoke slowly enveloped her whole body, and it became bigger and bigger......