All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 482 Gifts, Battle Posts

barracks.

Tents stretching for an unknown number of miles.

The military spirit is condensed, and there are soldiers from the Northern Mang who are really practicing, ready to go south to invade the Central Plains at any time.That world of flowers and flowers is such a beautiful country, why can't they enjoy it?
A tent located in the center of the barracks.

There is no complicated and luxurious decoration, but it is extra solid and extraordinarily vast.It seems that it is not a tent, but a vast and simple palace.

Outside the "Palace", there are many soldiers and generals passing by, but when almost everyone looks at this tent, they can't help showing adoration, wishing to worship and turn into the most fanatical believers.It seems that what lives in it is not a person, but a god.

No, maybe that's God.

——The Northern Mang Army God.

Tuoba Bodhisattva, God of the Northern Mang Army.

In the tent, there is a person who is practicing boxing.

This man has a dull and simple face, long arms like an ape, old clothes, and a rustic look all over his body, as if he was a farmer who has worked in the fields for decades, and he has nothing to do with words like general and master above.

The farmer's punches were also simple and unadorned, nothing fancy, as if a three-year-old child could hum and haha.

The only difference is that when the farmer stretched out his fists and feet, he carried a mighty thunder, and his every move was like a thunderbolt, which made everyone feel terrified.

After the farmer finished punching, he calmed down for a while.A soldier came to report that it was the young master who asked to see him.

The farmer wiped the sweat from his brow, sat on the seat, and summoned his youngest son.That Tuoba Chun Falcon who tried to be like himself, wanted to walk a bright road from the army.

"Father." Tuoba Chun Falcon broke into the camp in a hurry, his face still pale.Glancing at his father, he quickly lowered his head.

In fact, although he was domineering and arrogant outside, he was in awe and respect in the face of this farmer-like Northern Mang Army God.

"En." Tuoba Bodhisattva, the third in the world, nodded, no emotion could be seen on his simple and simple face: "I already know the matter, you mobilized several Xiti troops on the grassland to encircle Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, but you were killed Emperor Murong Tong plotted, and there were countless casualties, Duanboer Huihui and Jin Yilang also died."

"My child is not doing well, please punish my father." Tuoba Chunsun said.

"It's true that it's not good to do things. Go back and get the 120 army sticks yourself." Tuoba Bodhisattva, the army god of the Northern Mang, said indifferently: "I only got a general news, please tell me the whole thing carefully."

"Yes." When he heard the 120 army staff, Tuoba Chun Falcon's mouth twitched, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The 120 military staff is not an ordinary military staff, but a second-rank junior grandmaster, who uses a heavy wooden staff, and shows no mercy.With the 120 rods down, I am afraid that the buttocks will bloom, and I will lie on the bed for several months.

But in this way, it can be regarded as blocking Yoyo's mouth, and will not accept more serious punishment.

Immediately, Tuoba Chun Falcon reported what happened in those three days.

Tuoba Bodhisattva sat on top, propping his chin with his hands, with a thoughtful look on his brows from time to time.

"According to rumors, there is a technique of disguise in the Wumen of Southern Xinjiang, which can separate the five realms of childbirth, ventilation, rooting, trance, and reincarnation. Especially the latter two can even affect people's facial luck. There are very few people who are proficient in this technique. And less."

"However, Murong Tonghuang doesn't seem to have used the disguise technique. It seems that, as the legend says, this person can influence people's mental judgment in the dark. He is really a terrible opponent."

Soon, Tuoba Chun Falcon reported everything that happened in those three days, including Yu Liancheng's grab, sword, and sleeve, as well as the words left behind and two shoulder pats when he left, without missing a single thing.

"He said, the gift is on you?"

Tuoba Bodhisattva raised his head and looked at little Tuoba impressively.

Little Tuoba nodded: "He indeed said so."

Tuoba Bodhisattva hesitated for a moment, then suddenly frowned, and the killing and fierce energy condensed from the battlefield escaped and condensed into substance, like an invisible thread, penetrated into the body of little Tuoba, exploring everything.

Suddenly, Tuoba Chun Falcon's expression froze, he screamed, and fell to the ground.

His whole body was changing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the originally strong muscles became shriveled, the bronzed skin was full of wrinkles, and the black hair turned gray and white.

"not good."

Tuoba Bodhisattva had a thought, but there was no time to stop it.

And Tuoba Chun Falcon clearly felt that all the vitality surged into the abdomen, condensed, and then turned into a sword energy, rampaging unscrupulously in the acupuncture points and meridians of the whole body.There was an endless crackling and roaring sound, each acupoint was shattered and exploded, and blood gushed out violently.

Tuoba Chun Falcon grabbed his throat, twisted his body, opened his mouth and spat out a small sword, aged several decades again, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

If ordinary people see this step, I'm afraid they will be amazed to the extreme.But as the third in the world, the well-informed Tuoba Bodhisattva knew the reason.

Murong Tonghuang's two beats before leaving obviously left a sword energy in Tuoba Chun Falcon's body. The sword energy was extremely special, and it could not be drawn out.

And under the investigation of his Tuoba Bodhisattva's energy, he finally aroused that sword energy, driving Tuoba Chun Falcon's vital energy and blood, flying towards him.

Boom! !
There was a loud roar throughout the barracks.

Then, everyone saw the military god Tuoba Bodhisattva flying out of the barracks.

However, it is different from the ordinary farmer's dress. At this time, Tuoba Bodhisattva's upper body clothes exploded, revealing gnarled muscles, and the vast and majestic energy vented out, straight to the sky, and the whole person seemed to be turned into a violent and domineering beast , tyrannical and incomparable.

Until then, Tuoba Bodhisattva finally had the third best demeanor in the world.

He clasped his hands together, and it seemed that there was a small sword in his palm. The muscles on his arms bulged like steel, and the ground under his feet exploded, and he was still pushed back by the small sword.

In just a few breaths, Tuoba Bodhisattva crossed a range of more than ten feet and smashed through seven or eight tents.The ground was broken, leaving a deep long mark.

But that sword energy didn't stop, it showed its sharpness, as if it wanted to break free from the palm.

After another moment of stalemate, the sword qi was nothing but an ownerless thing after all, and it was not blessed with far-reaching true qi. In Tuoba Bodhisattva's furious roar that shook the nine-day thunder, his arms exerted strength again, and the little sword finally shattered.

But Tuoba Bodhisattva didn't have a trace of joy, his face was gloomy like water, looking at a trace of red marks on his palm, traces of blood flowed out.

Still hurt after all.

As the mind turned, the wound on the palm healed.

"Murong Tonghuang, I accept this battle invitation. However, I am the only one who will attend the appointment." Tuoba Bodhisattva's whole body was filled with astonishing fighting spirit.

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(End of this chapter)