Humane Yongchang

Chapter 223 The Three Generations Single Biography
Dawn breaks.

The crimson flag of the Youzhou Army fluttered in the wind on the majestic Great Wall.

A crimson streamer suddenly soared into the sky from the endless Youzhou army camp behind the Great Wall, and radiated electricity to a beacon tower!
Amidst all the attention, the red streamer shattered, and a strange middle-aged man dressed in red uniforms, with a heavy face, six points similar to Chen Shou, but a burly physique, slowly descended from the sky!

When the middle-aged Qiwei man landed, his eyes were still empty, like a clay and wood statue.

But after he landed, his body seemed to instinctively pull away the stance of the killing fist, and he began to fight with a straight face.

The black tiger digs the heart!

Shuanglong grabs the pearl!

Double peaks pierce the ears...

This was a mediocre move, but the middle-aged Qiwei played even more mediocre.

There is no attractive aura.

There is no dazzling brilliance.

Like an apprentice who is just learning martial arts.

But it was such an unremarkable move, one punch and one kick made a majestic and muffled sound like a cowhide drum in the sky.

"Boom, bang, bang..."

At first it just seemed that the air was shaking with his fists.

After the fight, even the world seemed to be shaking with his fists and feet!
just like……

Heaven and earth are drums!

Fists and feet are hammers!

The strong and vast sound of muffled vibrations, like rolling thunder, spread throughout the endless Youzhou army camp!
Countless Youzhou soldiers walked out of the barracks, raised their heads, fixedly looking at the stalwart figure bathing in the rising sun and dancing fists.

In the eyes, there is amazement, reverence, and hope!

No jealousy alone...

The Youzhou Army veterans are very clear about the meaning of this movement, which is like the sound of a hammer.

Every 20 years in the military, there will always be one or two such occurrences.

Well, more than twice.

At least once!
Make up your mind...

Ninety-nine percent of the world's warriors can expect the end of the martial arts!

After that, the realm of the master and the realm of the great master.

It is simply not what ordinary warriors can hope for!

What is a master?

The founder of the sect can be the grandmaster!

How difficult is it to open a sect and establish a faction!

As for the Asian Saints and Martial Saints in the back...

Kyushu has been through the ages, and there have been saints.

But there is no Martial Saint!
Unparalleled like their Youzhou army commander, they are all warrior saints, not martial arts saints!

"The ambition to break the formation, keep moving forward!"

In the golden light of the rising sun, only a fierce and fierce roar was heard, and a huge fist shadow like a mountain rushed out of the Great Wall and fell on the brown red grassland: "Kill!"

"boom!"

The mountains are shaking!

The flat bottom set off a high earth wave!
When the smoke and dust in the sky dissipated, a tiankeng with a width of [-] miles and a depth of four or five feet had appeared on the grassland, and the bottom of the pit was gushing out a trickle!

The power of cultivation is so terrifying!
Seeing this, hundreds of thousands of Youzhou soldiers who were looking up, clasped their fists together and shouted, "General Hexi, with all your heart!"

The Qiwei man turned around, clasped his fists and saluted: "If the dog is injustice, my generation will not retreat! Wansheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Hundreds of thousands of Youzhou soldiers shouted in unison.

Seeing this, the Qiwei man jumped off the beacon tower, ending this breakthrough.

Hundreds of thousands of Youzhou sergeants, who were looking up, saw this and then dispersed.

Among the crowd, a young and unbearded young school still stared at the empty beacon tower, and in his mind, the tyrannical gesture of the general Chen who shook the ground with his fists echoed over and over again in his mind.

A thought gradually rose in my heart, and it became more and more intense.

Until it occupies all his mind!
"That's right, man!"

……

"Congratulations, Brother Chen, Hexi, Brother Chen!"

As soon as Chen Ao landed, there was a big dark man with a tiger back and a big waist, laughing and clasping his fists to meet him.

"Where does the joy come from?"

Chen Ao slapped the dark man's fists away, and said helplessly: "Others don't know what's going on, is it possible that you, Wang Ben, don't know?"

"Damn, if you want me to tell you, you just think too much!"

The dark man grabbed his arm and said with a big laugh, "You and I, those who lick blood with knife heads, may wake up from sleep, and their heads will be in different places. If you can be stronger, you will be able to kill thousands of more enemies. What do you think about so much... walk around, today is the day of your great joy in martial arts, you must have a hard drink!"

Chen Ao knew that what he said was reasonable, but he always felt heavy and unsteady in his heart, so he could only let him pull himself to the barracks: "Just have a few drinks, count the time, it's time to come again today. siege the city..."

"With your current martial arts, it's hard to get drunk!"

……

Empty wine jars are scattered all over the place.

Chen Ao and Wang Ben were only three points drunk.

"You said, do I want to see the old army master?"

Chen Ao grabbed a leg of lamb and chewed at him: "With his old man's eyesight, he can definitely see my abnormality!"

"You really can't let this go?"

Wang Ben put down the wine jar in his hand and looked at him blankly.

He knew about this Paoze who had fought side by side for many years, and knew that Chen Ao couldn't do anything if he didn't know it, so he wouldn't think of disturbing the old army master.

Chen Ao said helplessly: "If it's you, you will break through the three realms within two years. You will take it seriously... If things are abnormal, you must be a demon!"

He barely made it to the innate in October of the previous year, and for a long time this year, I don't know what kind of medicine he took, and his martial arts cultivation level was "cramming".

Even if he wants to slow down, he can't slow down!

He is almost passive, being pushed to cultivate the mood!
How could he not be worried?
You know, their opponent is the unpredictable Demon Emperor Dijun!

After pondering for a moment, Wang Ben said in a low voice, "Actually, when I communicated with Gaotang earlier, I mentioned your abnormality..."

"Oh?"

Chen Ao's eyes lit up, and he quickly put down the leg of lamb and asked, "What did the general say?"

Wang Ben lowered his voice and whispered, "Are your ancestors buried in a place where they shouldn't be buried?"

Chen Ao asked in confusion, "Why?"

Wang Ben looked outside the barracks, lowered his voice again and asked, "It's the dragon veins..."

Chen Ao was stunned for a while, and then sneered: "You don't know where the military tomb of my Youzhou army is. If the poor mountains and bad waters would be the dragon veins, the Paoze brothers in the army would be like dragons long ago!"

Wang Ben shook his head: "I'm not talking about the ancestors buried in the military grave, but the ancestors farther away..."

"Sizhou Yangcheng?"

Chen Ao understood, frowned and said, "That's not right, if the ancestral tomb was buried on the dragon vein, it would have been posted long ago, why wait until now? I haven't heard of any places in Sizhou that can change the course of mountains and rivers. The dragon turns over!"

"I do not know then!"

Wang Ben raised the wine jar, raised his head and poured half of the jar: "Anyway, in your situation, this is the only way my father knows!"

Chen Ao picked up the leg of lamb, tore off a large piece absentmindedly, and chewed it slowly.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "A branch of the family that has never been separated, does it count?"

Wang Ben frowned and pondered for a long time, then said uncertainly: "It shouldn't count... Hey, isn't your family a three-generation single handed down? Where did you come from?"

(End of this chapter)