The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 178 Valkyrie
"Is this really just a suit of armor? No one in it?"

The martial artist holding a long spear stared at the figure in golden armor under the moonlight in despair, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief, as if the cognition established in the first half of his life was shattered by the impact, and he was thrown on the ground and trampled on .

"No one, that's a suit of armor!"

The sad-eyed old man looked at the water and fire stick that had been broken in two in his hand, and then looked up at the appearance of the young man, the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

It seems that it's not that the martial art he learned is easy to learn, nor is it that he is ignorant of his knowledge, it's that the armor is not a thing of the world, but belongs to heaven and man, and it's nothing more than that they are still ordinary warriors who can't beat it.

"have you seen?"

After some fights, the bruised and battered martial artist asked unwillingly.

Under the armor he hopes now is a martial arts master who is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts. The fight with him just now was purely to play with him, otherwise it would be too shocking.

"I know what you're thinking in your heart. Don't worry about it. There's nothing in it. If you don't believe me, you can go up and knock twice after the beating is over!"

"this is okay too?"

Hearing this, the warrior holding the long spear was stunned for a moment. Isn't this too rude? After all, this is an existence that learned everything about him within an hour and defeated him in turn, even though it was a pair of armor.

"That one doesn't mind such trivial things!"

The old man squinted his eyes, looking at the golden-armored figure who was confronting his old friend with two knives in the mountain forest that had been razed to the ground, his eyes flickered.

"Here it is again, what a terrifying talent, Lao Li has spent half his life pondering on the Red Maple Knife, and after such a short period of time, he has learned it!"

"It's a terrifying talent, but fortunately it's armor. If it's a human, it's really hopeless!"

This place was specially chosen to be far away from the crowds. Many warriors who could intimidate tigers and leopards in the mountains and forests just by their breath could not help admiring the golden-armored figures flying like dragons flying around in the field, but some people couldn't control their small hearts thought,
"No matter what kind of technique, if you can master a little bit of martial arts fetish, if you can pass it on to your family, within a hundred years, you will definitely be able to create a family that will overwhelm the Jin Dynasty!"

As soon as these words came out, the mountains and forests where there were people talking in low voices suddenly fell into silence, only the sound of swords and soldiers colliding with gold and iron.

"You guys watch what I do, I'm just talking!"

The martial artist who had just lost his mind and said what he thought in his heart for a while was stared numb, and a layer of cold sweat subconsciously oozes from his back. He laughed twice and explained.

"You better just talk!"

As the leader, the city defense captain of Anqing Prefecture glanced at the martial artist who spoke out, with a bad expression on his face,
"Don't have thoughts that you shouldn't have. Don't cause trouble for yourself and the people behind you. If you don't want to live, you can kill yourself!"

"Master Cheng, I'm just talking unintentionally!"

Looking at the captain's armor that symbolizes authority on the other side, the warrior who just spoke rudely was sweating profusely. He lowered his head and smiled along with him. Although they are both warriors in the Gang Sha Realm, their future is clear at a glance, and there is no comparison.

"Then I'll take you as unintentional, but I'll tell you in advance that the elder brother of the owner of this divine armor is already a powerful man!"

The captain gave a cold snort. Sitting in his current position, he has the habit of reading the mansion newspaper regularly, and he is well aware of the major events happening in Dajin.

After the man was transferred from the capital to the frontier, he killed a lot of people both externally and internally. Correspondingly, his prestige among the local people is increasing day by day. According to investigations, there are already many People's homes began to enshrine his longevity tablets.

The northern border, which was not very stable at first, has settled down because of the arrival of that one. Those barbarian kings who have gone too far and invaded the grassland have already gained the momentum to retreat.

"Yes, yes, thank you for your warning, my lord, I will keep the little ones in mind!"

Looking at the other warriors around him who distanced themselves from him, and even some friends who used to get along with him but didn't even look at him at the moment, the warrior felt so regretful that his intestines were green
It's normal for him to have such thoughts. Who wouldn't want to meet such a fetish? Everyone present had such thoughts, but he didn't think about it and said what was in his heart.

"Humph!"

Even though the opponent had lowered his stance and apologized in a low voice, the captain still didn't give him a good face. This fight was organized by him. If there is any problem in the future, it will definitely be blamed on him. He doesn't want to Offended the Duke Chengwen who had already shaken northern Xinjiang.

In the city of Anqing, which is less than fifty miles away from this uninhabited place, in the empty and lonely courtyard, firebirds spread their wings, and crisp and tender vines snaked and climbed on the walls or pillars like snakes and pythons. Turning branches and leaves, one day is one season, fruitful and luxuriant.

Young people in this bustling city, in this courtyard like deep mountains and valleys, stretch their limbs, walk around unconsciously, stretch their hands, sometimes palms like knives, sometimes fingers like swords, wherever they pass, thick stones The bricks broke neatly, and the wanton vines exploded in pieces.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

Feng Qing'an's consciousness was immersed in Ming Longjia, he didn't interfere with Ming Longjia's confrontation with the group of summoned warriors, he just settled down and pondered Ming Longjia's martial arts comprehension and experience summary.

This pair of pure-minded armor is open to him. He can read Minglong Jia's perception and experience of martial arts at any time, and even experience the feeling of competing with warriors from the first perspective.

This benefited Feng Qing'an a lot, so much so that in just a few days, he didn't even need the assistance of the Ming Dragon Armor, he was able to perfectly control his own power, and with just his fists and feet, he All of them can be quite lethal.

This beautiful thing of sitting back and enjoying the success made Feng Qing'an feel very good these few days, so even if some people had unreasonable thoughts about Ming Longjia, he didn't care.

It is unrealistic for a martial artist to see the sharp weapon of a magic weapon and not think about it, just like letting a man see the beauty of the world without evil thoughts. These reckless men are human beings.

However, the good times are always short-lived. Fighting with martial arts in actual combat can make Ming Longjia improve his martial arts skills by leaps and bounds, but with more and more gangsters in the Gangsha Realm, the benefits he gets plummet.

When fighting Jiangbei, the first martial artist in the Gang Sha Realm, Ming Longjia spent one night to grasp his "intent". When fighting with the captain, Ming Longjia spent half of the time, do the same thing.

When fighting against the fifth martial artist, Ming Longjia realized the spear intent after only one hour, and defeated the opponent in a devastating manner, and did not even fall into decline at the beginning.

This made Feng Qing'an understand why after defeating an opponent, Wu Fu always desires a stronger opponent, because it is almost useless to fight against Wu Fu of the same level until the end, and it is even a waste of time.

Martial arts of the same realm, in a certain way, are very homogeneous. The "intent" they comprehend, although because of their different preferred weapons, can be divided into swords, swords, fists, etc. But its essence is the same.

One way is universal!
After Ming Longjia comprehended the sword intent on the first night, the various "intentions" he comprehended from his opponents were nothing more than a matter of course and a matter of course.

This is because Ming Longjia is very talented and has an unimaginable learning ability in martial arts. No matter what kind of weapon he chooses, he can also learn various weapon skills from his opponents. Otherwise, Feng Qing'an will let him It will be over in two days, so as not to waste time.

But even so, Feng Qing'an already had the intention to go, he planned to go to the next place after tasting all the special delicacies of Anqing Mansion, if he opened his belly to eat from morning to night, it would actually take only a few days.

A martial artist with strong blood can eat with his belly open, and it is no problem to eat a cow every day. Feng Qing'an is not considered a warrior, but he already has the belly capacity to eat a cow.

five days later

At the gate of Anqing Mansion, a burly man in brocade clothes led a group of soldiers to see off a young man in white clothes. In such an array, passers-by who came and went avoided one after another, but they couldn't help casting curious glances and guessing his identity.

"Young Master Feng, are you leaving now? Don't you want to stay longer? There are still many places in Qing'an City that you haven't been to yet!"

The captain of the city defense battalion who thought he was already very low-key was a little reluctant to look at the young man in front of him, but now he had tasted the sweetness.

After that night, he communicated with Shenjia several times, and each time he benefited a lot. In just a few days, he felt that he had made great progress in martial arts. path of.

Such a big promotion makes this warrior not tempted. Although he also has a family background, if he wants to be promoted, he must have the strength to match it.

He is a military commander, and he doesn't have enough strength to convince the crowd. Even if he is helped up, the position under his buttocks will not be stable.

"Everything that should be gone has gone, and I have tasted what I should taste. There is nothing worthy of my nostalgia. It's time to go to the next place to see!"

Feng Qing'an looked at the man in front of him, he knew exactly what this guy was thinking.

It was originally a win-win situation for both sides, but now Ming Longjia has basically used up all the knowledge these guys have learned. If they continue to practice with them, Ming Longjia will be turned around by them and become their nameless Master, how can Feng Qing'an be willing to do this?

"Hey, if it wasn't for my duty, I would really like to travel to Jin Dynasty with my son!"

The captain sighed, and seemed to speak sincerely.

"You don't want to follow me, you want to communicate more with my Ming Longjia!"

Feng Qing'an mercilessly exposed the insincere words of the guy in front of him, giving up his position or something, just listen to it, don't take it seriously.

Not everyone can have the same pursuit as him. It is because he has a great future that he can see, so he doesn't care much about high officials, rich salary, and worldly fame and fortune in the world.

It took half his life for the martial artist in front of him to sit, and he even got a lot of support from behind to sit on it. How could it be possible for him to give up?
"My lord, you are joking, isn't Valkyrie A and you one? If you want to get closer to Valkyrie A, don't you just want to follow you, lord?"

After all, he is someone who can be a captain. He was not embarrassed when he heard Feng Qing'an speak so bluntly. Instead, he stroked the beard on his cheek and laughed.

"Valkyrie Armor?"

Feng Qing'an raised his eyebrows, and there was a playful look on his face.

"My lord, the talent shown by your armor in the martial arts is something I have only seen in my life, and I have never heard of it. I am not the only one who evaluates it. Many warriors and I feel that your armor will one day be able to reach the realm of the gods! "

"Martial arts are powerful, so you call it the Valkyrie Armor?"

Feng Qing'an did know that there were only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

As long as they are well-known martial artists, they will often use the nicknames given to them by others as their names. Some martial arts are so famous that people will ignore their names.

Martial God Armor is the nickname given to Ming Longjia by these warriors, but this name is too big, it is quite hateful, so it is simply a set of armor.

If you were a warrior, if you dared to call yourself a martial god, you would be beaten to death before you could walk eight steps.

"Exactly, in just a few days, my boxing intention has improved quite a bit. If I can follow the young master, one day I may become a Hunyuan!"

"But you are just thinking about it. If you are willing to resign from the official position, I don't mind taking you as my entourage!"

Feng Qing'an replied half-jokingly, of course he didn't accept the captain's thoughts in front of him, he was just joking, fame and fortune are entangled, there are few people in this world who can earn it, not even the already extraordinary Gangsha warrior exception.

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness. It's a pity that I don't have the good fortune to accept it. I didn't get this official position by myself. It all depends on my good birth. Otherwise, it wouldn't be my turn, so I just want to resign. I can't do it myself. .”

Even when he heard that the young man who only had the fame of a child in front of him threatened to accept him as a follower, the captain not only didn't show any anger, but explained it seriously.

Because the young man in front of him has such capital, not to mention his elder brother, just the armor on him is enough to make many warriors go crazy. He has an official position and cannot follow him, but others don't!
Are there still fewer martial arts wandering in the world?As long as the reputation of Martial God A is spread, wherever this young master goes, countless warriors will flock to him like crazy sharks smelling blood.

Whether to establish a family of martial arts depends entirely on this young master's thought, as long as he is willing, a thousand-year-old family is close at hand.

No matter how powerful a martial artist is, he will die one day, but there is no life restriction on armor.

(End of this chapter)