The sixth senior brother looked at Ning Que and said, "If the material of the arrow shaft is changed to mixed silver, your talisman must also be redesigned, and I will play a few mixed silver pieces later, you can take it back and try it." ”

Ning Que thought about the little maid floating in the middle of the night in Lao Bizhai, scratched his head and said, "Sixth Senior Brother, please help me prepare more materials then, the talisman in the previous interview is extremely light, and it seems that it should be heavier this time." ”

The seventh senior sister threw the lid of the pot in her hand to Chen Pipi, clapped her palms, looked at the two people in the discussion and asked suspiciously, "Why can't Master Yan Se engrave the talisman on the shaft of the arrow? Wouldn't the talisman carved by the rune master be better?"

For ordinary runes, the runes he writes can only be stimulated by their own telekinetic frequency, but this rule does not apply to rune masters with mysterious realms. Divine rune masters like Master Yan Se, they have the ability to seal the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and the rune paper, and they only need the user to use their telekinesis to manipulate the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi Activation Talisman to activate the power in the rune.

The importance of the national army and sect when he was a rune master was reflected here, but how high the status of a rune master was, where was the ordinary martial arts cultivator qualified to ask them to make a weapon for themselves. What's more, if the armor and weapons of martial arts cultivators want to withstand the powerful carvings of the rune masters, they need to be of sufficient quality or even rare materials, but all rare materials are inevitably expensive, which is also one of the important reasons why the rune weapons are extremely rare.

Ning Que was about to explain the difference between the two to the seventh senior sister, and the fourth senior brother, who had been silent for a long time in the dark corner of the room, said: "The talisman carved by the rune master is powerful, but after all, it is someone else's talisman, like the kind of melee weapon that the junior brother needs, it is best to engrave his own talisman, the two have the same mind, and can even change in response to the surrounding environment, which is extremely beneficial for improving one's own realm and enhancing the combat advantage." ”

After a slight pause, he continued: "A person like Junior Brother who has a great opportunity can ask Master Yan Se to take action at any time, but the more he can't do this, once he relies on the fixed rune, the more difficult it will be for him to progress, not to mention that the runes on the weapon are not made by himself, if it is damaged, where will he repair it?"

Ning Que had wanted to ask Shi Bo to engrave the answer of Master Yan Se on the weapon for him a few days ago, which was very similar to the fourth senior brother's statement, he couldn't help nodding again and again, and suddenly thought of the thing that Chen Pipi had mentioned when he first entered the back mountain of the academy, looked at the fourth senior brother and asked curiously: "Fourth senior brother, the armor of General Xiahou ......"

The fourth senior brother replied: "The rune armor on Xiahou's body is a rune designed by Professor Huang He himself, and your sixth senior brother and I are just blacksmiths and carvers, doing some technical work. ”

Thinking of the general who was wearing rune armor and had been killing and winning in the Yan Realm for more than ten years, Ning Que smiled after being silent for a long time, shook his head and sighed: "Being able to ask a rune master like Professor Huang He to make talismans can make the two senior brothers carefully make armor, and the face of the four border generals of my Tang Empire is really big." ”

The fourth senior brother shook his head expressionlessly, and said: "The four generals of the empire have no impact on my academy, although I am not a rune master, but if I don't want to, even General Xu Shi will not let me make a move, after all, it is still Professor Huang He's face, since he has opened it." , and we can't refuse.

"Professor Huang He is familiar with General Xiahou?" Ning Que seemed to ask unintentionally.

The fourth senior brother glanced up at him and said after a moment of silence: "Professor Huang He is a guest of the Imperial Heavenly Pivot, and enhancing the strength of the Emperor ** is what he should do. ”

Hearing the three words of Tianshu, Ning Que remembered the brand hidden in his belt. Ever since His Majesty the Emperor gave him that waist tablet, he hadn't been to the Heavenly Pivot to see it, and he only knew that it was an institution used by the empire to manage cultivators. He couldn't help but wonder if his identity in the Heavenly Pivot could get some benefits?

Walking stones at the bottom of the stream, trying arrows by the lake, the time on the mountain behind the academy seems to be much faster than the outside, seeing that the sun on the cliff is already slanting, and the light is getting red and dark, Ning Que took the heavy silver wrought iron wrapped in fur from the sixth senior brother, waved his hand to the senior brother and sister, and walked out of the mountain.

Chen Pipi sent him out of the mountain. Before entering the fog, he suddenly stopped, his chubby face was full of doubts, and he questioned, "Master Yan Se really said it...... Your qualifications in runes are among the top three in history?"

Ning Que patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "Did you find that in terms of cultivation, there is finally one thing that you can't compare to me, so you feel a little lost, lonely and cold? If you want to open some, you can't enter the rune path by nature, why compare with me like this? Think about Sword Saint Liu Bai, he can't catch up with me in this area in his life." ”

Listening to Ning Que comparing himself to the strongest person in the world, Chen Pipi's feelings did not improve immediately, and he responded mockingly: "I am a great cultivator of the Destiny Realm, can I still envy you as a little unconfused?"

That's not what I said. Ning Que retorted with a smile: "I have only practiced for a year, and I have jumped from the first realm to the unconfused, and I have crossed three realms in a row, who can be sure that I will not be able to enter the Zhifu in the future?"

"The snow mountain qi sea has only ten tricks, and you must admit it. ”

Chen Pipi looked at him sympathetically and said, "Take 10,000 steps back and say, what if the master forcibly teaches your elm head to the realm of knowing fate after returning to the academy? ”

Ning Que frowned and said, "The snow mountain is not connected to the sea of qi, and it is not that the head is not connected. ”

Chen Pipi stood in front of the mountain path clouds, looked back at him and said with a smile: "Anyway, I'm not sure if you are the top three in the history of Fu Dao qualifications, but I can be sure that even if you enter the realm of knowing fate, you will definitely be the weakest knowing fate in history." The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that can be affected can't be three feet away from your side, so how can you be embarrassed to call yourself a Great Cultivator when the time comes?"

When it comes to great cultivators, he deliberately pronounces the big characters extremely heavily and bites them very deeply.

Ning Que's face had already been cultivated incomparably hard in the cold wind of Minshan Mountain and the wild sand of the border plug, and he didn't care about his ridicule at all, just thinking that it had been several months since he entered the second floor of the academy, but he hadn't seen the legendary master and senior brother, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful, thinking that if he was taught by the master himself, then what kind of speed should his cultivation become.

"When will the teacher and senior brother come back?"

"Nobody knows. ”

"Traveling to the country...... There's going to be a time to go back home, right? It's been more than a year. ”

"Traveling to enjoy the scenery and visiting friends, of course, is much happier than practicing in the back mountains, and I am reluctant to come back. ”

Ning Que looked at him with a smile and asked, "I heard that every time the teacher travels around the world over the years, he only takes the senior brother, why doesn't he take you?" Last year in the old book building, you boasted every day that you were the most favored by the master, and it didn't look like it. ”

Chen Pipi shook his head and said with emotion: "You don't understand. The world respects the Master, and does not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest, of course, even more so for those of us who are students, but no one can do the same as the senior brother who can serve the Master properly, if it were you, would you rather take a spoiled daughter out or would you like to bring a wife who can cook out?"

This is a very ridiculous question, but Ning Que stood in front of the mountain path fog and actually began to think seriously After thinking for a long time, he replied: I take Sangsang, she can cook and serve people. ”

The summer of the wasteland is coming to an end, the temperature of the fertile grassland is gradually cooling, and the color of the grass on the black mud is gradually fading. However, unlike the feeling of loneliness, the northern grassland far away from the Central Plains is still a lively scene, with countless tents clinging to each other like clouds, slaughtering sheep and special meat singing and dancing, extremely cheerful.

After countless tragic and bloody battles, the desolate people who migrated south from the extremely cold northern region of the Extreme Cold Sea finally completely crushed the will of the steppe barbarians to resist. At the cost of the death of thousands of elite cavalry, the court of the Left Horde could not stop the desolate people's strong footsteps, and had to move all the tribes near the north to the grassland pastures further south, leaving the fertile pastures in the north to the desolate people.

The brave warriors of the desert have been victorious, and the land that had been thousands of years ago has been regained with a new home. In the eyes of the people of the Central Plains, this homeland has a cold climate and a harsh environment, but it is undoubtedly as beautiful as paradise for this suffering people who live in the cold region of the extreme north all year round.

Not long ago, the women, children, and children of the desolate tribe, who had been left behind because of the slow migration speed, finally arrived at this new home, and the number of people who successfully arrived far exceeded the expectations of the desolate people when they decided to move south in advance, and it was even more surprising to all the desolate people.

Between the grassland tents, the relatives meet again, each settle their own home, familiar with the beautiful and strange new life, the ** smell of sheep soup wafting, the smell of dry manure burning mixed together, but it smells extremely happy in the desert.

The revelry lasted from night to the evening of the next day, and the desert warriors used the liquor they had stolen from the royal court of the steppe to work hard for themselves and their families who had worked hard, and then mournfully remembered their relatives who had died on the road or tenderly embraced their wives, and each of them went to sleep deeply, and the oil lamps did not need to be lit at all.

The tent in the northwest of the pasture was also simple in appearance, but much larger in size, but it was brightly lit, and more than a dozen braziers hung in the air half a person high, illuminating the tent very brightly.

The Elders of the Desolation and the most powerful warrior leaders had been celebrating their victory for a whole day, only to be lost in thought and silence when one of the Elders brought up a topic.

"What do the Tang people have to be quiet?"

A leader of the desolate warriors who was as strong as a bear looked at the old elders with a puzzled face, and said in a deep voice: "We are all born warriors, and we can beat the royal court on the grassland after thousands of miles of migration to the south, as long as we rest on this grassland for half a year, who else in the world can be our opponent?"

The Great Elder of the Desolate People, who was sitting in the deepest part of the tent, looked at him calmly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "No matter how powerful a warrior is, once he is controlled by pride, he will become weak. ”

Criticized by the respected elders, the strong leader of the desolate warriors showed a panicked look on his face, and quickly bowed his head to plead guilty, but from his eyes, it could be clearly seen that he still did not understand the fear of the elders.

"This grassland was originally the homeland of our desolate people, we used to be the most powerful kingdom in the world, but why were our ancestors forced to leave this fertile grassland thousands of years ago and go to the extreme north to survive hard?"

The old man looked around at the people in the tent and said with a blank face, "Because the Tang people have defeated us."

The old man was silent for a long time and continued: "Let you remember that the reason why the ancestors were forced to leave the steppe is not to take revenge, but to remind you how powerful that empire called Tang is. ”

"Thousands of years ago, the ancestors swept through the north of the continent and no one dared to resist, even the Xiling Divine Kingdom only thought about preaching at the beginning without hostility, until Li Tang established the country, the ancestors were defeated again and again, and finally almost lost their clan and species, signed an agreement with the other party to retreat into the cold region, and vowed not to return to the south, so as to retain some fire. ”

The old man whispered the story of the millennium passed down from generation to generation by the desolate people, and there was a dead silence in the tent.

"The ancestors of that year had a hundred times the territory of our descendants, a hundred times the population of our descendants, and the strong were as numerous as the stars in the night sky, countless, and they died at the hands of the Tang people. Now that our department has been suffering for thousands of years in Atami, and there are only hundreds of thousands of people, how can we compare with our ancestors, and why should we despise the Tang people?"

"The question we need to be concerned about now is what to do with the Tang people once they come into contact with them. ”

An answer voice sounded in the tent: "We don't want the land of the Central Plains people, what we have snatched back is our own grassland, even if the barbarian royal court is driven south by us and has a dispute with the Central Plains people, what does it have to do with us?"

Someone said worriedly: "After all, our clan's southward migration has violated the agreement signed with the Tang people a thousand years ago, if the Tang people take advantage of this to make trouble, how should they deal with it?"

The old man's eyes drooped slightly, and he said: "The Left Tent Palace, the Right Tent Palace, the Golden Horde, after a thousand years, there will only be a few barbarians left on the grassland, and our real descendants of the Khan these days are forced to live hard by the Atami Sea. It would be fine if he could really survive, but now that he can't survive, moving south is inevitable. The night is in front, death is in the back, and any agreement is relatively meaningless. ”

Then he raised his head, looked at the most important people in the desolate human race in the tent, and said in a deep voice: "But if the war with the Tang Empire can be avoided, then it must be avoided. ”

All the people in the tent should say yes in unison.

Suddenly, the patriarch noticed that there was no figure of that person in the tent, and his white eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle, although the man never expressed any opinion at the senator's meeting, and was used to silence, but after all, he was the most powerful warrior of the wilderness, and he always felt that something was wrong when he was not present to discuss such an important matter.

"Where did he go?"

"I don't know. ”

The old man was about to continue to say something, when he suddenly felt a fluctuation of aura coming from the extreme west, this breath could not feel how powerful it was, but the unique smell of heaven and earth deeply touched the already old heart in his body.

The old man's body stiffened suddenly, and his face showed a look of awe and fear, and he hurriedly moved his body back, and then knelt down towards the west, stretching his hands forward to look extremely respectful.

The thin patriarchs next to them also sensed the breath of the West, their complexions changed drastically, and they leaned over the blanket as fast as they could, and sincerely stretched out their hands to touch the ground and bow down.

The leaders of the prime-aged desolate people of the various tribes did not feel the breath, they couldn't help but be shocked and puzzled when they saw the reaction of the patriarchs, and subconsciously knelt down and kowtowed to the west.