Chapter 802: Lesson 1!
"Is this still an option?"
When Murong heard this, his face was 'revealed' with surprise, he thought for a while, suddenly smiled shyly, and said, "Whatever you teach, I will learn." ( )。 The update is so fast. Please remember our website: Novel. ”
"Hah, you little slippery head. ”
Meng Nan pointed at Murong and smiled, and said, "Teacher, I know everything with eighteen weapons, but I can't teach casually...... Tell me, what's your favorite weapon?"
"Hey, hey. ”
Murong scratched his head and fell into deep thought, and after a while, he raised his head, and there was a hint of firmness in his eyes, "I want to practice guns." ”
"Oh? Why?"
"Teacher, I have heard a saying, it is called an inch long and an inch strong, and the gun is so long, it must be the strongest!"
"Hah!"
Meng Nan smiled dumbly, "The gun is the king of all weapons, if you practice it, the power is indeed amazing, but it is the most difficult to practice, are you sure you want to practice marksmanship?"
"Sure. ”
"If that's the case, I'll teach you marksmanship. ”
Meng Nan nodded, he taught students, always based on the interests of students, he firmly believed that a sentence in his previous life, interest, is the best teacher. With interest, learning will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.
"Great, teacher, let's start quickly!" Murong looked excited, and he couldn't wait.
"Stinky boy, what's the hurry?" Meng Nan smiled, "If you want to practice marksmanship, you must have a gun first, right?"
"Guns?"
Murong was stunned, and then he reacted, now he only has a piece of 'jade' left for him by his mother on his body, how can there be any guns.
"Grandpa Mu......"
With a roll of his eyes, he looked at the old servant expectantly, and his eyes showed an inquiring look.
Feeling Murong's eager gaze, a trace of embarrassment appeared on the old servant's face, "That, young patriarch, I didn't ...... either"
"Huh?
Murong's face fell. [txt full works download]
Seeing this, Meng Nan immediately laughed and said, "I said that you don't worry, isn't it just a gun, I have it here." ”
As the words fell, he separated a wisp of divine consciousness and entered the Thunder Emperor's Palace, and his mind moved slightly.
Shout!
In the next moment, a purple shadow burst out of the sky.
A fierce aura instantly filled the void.
"It's ......"
Murong and the old servant were shocked at the same time and looked up.
But he saw an amazing spear, floating quietly in Meng Nan's hand.
The barrel of the gun is forged from purple 'color' metal, which is covered with mysterious patterns, dense, making people feel as if they are going to sink into it at a glance, and the tip of the gun is a piece of purple 'color' spar that is extremely sharp, shining with cold light under the sun's rays', as soon as it appears, there is a powerful vitality 'wave' that permeates out.
It's a spiritual artifact!
And depending on the condition, the grade should not be low!
Meng Nan stretched out his hand, held the purple 'colored' spear in his hand, and looked at Murong.
"This gun is called Zidian, it's just a high-grade spiritual weapon, and the power is okay, so it's a gift from the teacher, so you can practice with this in the future." ”
"This ...... Is this for me?"
When Murong heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and a burst of surprise surged out of his heart.
Superior Spiritual Weapon!
It turned out to be a high-grade spiritual weapon!
Murong has never cultivated martial arts, but it doesn't mean that he is shallow, he knows what the four words "high-grade spiritual weapon" mean, that is something that countless martial artists dream of!
"Of course it's for you, what, don't you want it?"
Meng Nan smiled slightly, for him who had the entire Thunder Emperor's Secret Treasure, a mere high-grade spiritual weapon was nothing at all, if it weren't for the fact that Murong's strength was not enough to control it, he was ready to take out a superb spiritual weapon spear in the Thunder Emperor's Palace.
"Yes!"
Murong slammed into a 'excited' spirit, stepped forward suddenly, and took the purple electric gun in his hand and hugged it, as if he was afraid that Meng Nan would regret it.
This is a top-grade spiritual weapon!
What you don't want is a fool!
Seeing this, Meng Nan immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Look at your appearance, isn't it just a high-grade spiritual weapon, can you use it with all the fuss?"
"Is there anything better?"
"I'll go, isn't that ...... The best spiritual weapon?"
When Murong heard this, his eyes lit up instantly, and his breathing became much shorter.
Next to him, the old servant who had been silent was also shocked by Meng Nan's generosity.
That's a top-grade spiritual weapon!
Although it is not very rare, even among the Sea Clan, there are many Earth Evil Realms, and even the geniuses of the Tiangang cannot possess them.
Just to practice?
Rub, that's too extravagant!
With the old man's rich experience, of course, it can be seen that Meng Nan really doesn't pay much attention to this high-grade spiritual weapon purple stun gun.
He has never seen a martial artist with a top-grade spiritual weapon, which one is not collected as a treasure, and he dares to throw out a high-grade spiritual weapon like garbage like Meng Nan, which is really unique.
What do you mean by making do with it first?
Is there anything better?
I'll go, what is the origin of this Meng Gongzi?
The strength is so strong that it is against the sky, not to mention, and he can easily heal his helpless injuries, such a character is just a teacher......
The old servant looked at Meng Nan, and suddenly had a feeling that this time, the young patriarch was afraid that he had found an amazing teacher!
Meng Nan looked at Murong who was holding the purple electric gun tightly and refused to let go, smiled dumbly, and said, "Okay, don't 'stir' it first, next, it's time to start class, are you ready?"
"Ready!"
Murong Zhensheng replied, with the spear in his hand, he only felt that the blood on his body was burning.
Finally, I can practice martial arts!
Meng Nan raised his eyes and looked around, and found that there were strange rocks and strange stones everywhere, thought about it, and said, "This is not a place to practice martial arts, let's go, let's go to the beach!"
As the words fell, he stretched out his hands and slammed them.
When Haoran's righteous qi surged out, his figure had already risen into the air, and he walked away with Murong and the old servant who was temporarily unable to use his Yuan power, and after a while, he landed on a sandy beach.
"Next, I'll teach you basic marksmanship. Meng Nan said.
"Ah, basic ......" Murong was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Do you still want to practice basic marksmanship?" Teacher, wouldn't it be better if you could just teach me the most powerful marksmanship." ”
"What's the matter, can't you look at basic marksmanship?" Meng Nan turned his face sideways, smiling rather than smiling.
"No......" Murong stretched out his hand and scratched his head, "I just feel that I have already delayed a lot of time, and there is no need to start from the basics......"
Before he finished speaking, Murong noticed that Meng Nan's face had changed, and his heart suddenly sank.
"Hehe, I haven't learned to walk yet, and I want to fly?"
Meng Nan's faint voice resounded, and for some reason, Murong's heart trembled, and an inexplicable sense of tension arose.
"This is my first lesson to you, and I want to tell you that no matter what you are learning at any time, the foundation is the most important!"
"Although you have achieved success in cultivating your Yuan Force and reached the Divine Spirit Realm, in terms of martial arts, you are only just getting started. If the foundation is unstable, the final result will be that after reaching a certain height, it will collapse violently!"
Meng Nan's expression was serious, he glanced at Murong, and then said: "I know what you're thinking, you don't think the basic marksmanship is useless, right? Next, I'll let you see what the basic marksmanship will be like after the basic marksmanship is practiced!"
"Look!"
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