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Chapter 387: The Green Robe Guest's Gift, the World's No. Angelica (asking for monthly tickets)

Old Siming yelled, then started coughing violently, with volcanic ash spewing out of his mouth. The great master of the Yin-Yang School looked even more embarrassed than before.

It looked like he had crawled out of a burning house.

There were holes of varying sizes burned on his clothes, and his white hair stood up as if it had exploded. It was also stained with some black dust, and the old black tortoise looked in a miserable state.

The old Siming raised his head, looked around, and saw a silver-haired man sitting next to the volcano. He was wearing a black robe, with his silver hair tied with a wisp of flowing wind. He was holding only a fishing rod, fishing in the volcanic lava. His expression was calm and vast, as if he were a god.

It forms a stark contrast to the embarrassment of Old Siming.

The fire here is not ordinary, even sharp weapons will be melted instantly.

He was ethereal and independent, seemingly unaffected by it at all.

If others saw it, they would think it was a god coming.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, the ethereal feeling was destroyed. The whale fisherman said, "Old man, you have been looking for dozens of days, and you still haven't found it?!"

“It’s so hard to find!”

"Did you throw his arm into the manure pit?!"

That divine demeanor was shattered in an instant.

Old Sima Ming sat on the back of a black turtle.

The black tortoise dragged the old Siming up into the air, and the old Siming cursed:

"You are noble and you are awesome!"

"For more than a month, you've just been sitting there fishing, fishing, fishing, fishing, what have you caught? It's not me who has to climb up and down for it!!"

The whale fisherman replied, "This volcano is where the fire essence of heaven and earth converge. One is the fire of the Far North, and the other is the Flame Mountain of the Western Region. In a place with abundant vitality like this, spiritual charm will grow, and fire essences will turn into fish and swim endlessly."

"It looks beautiful. I want to bring some back for my daughter."

"It's fun to play with."

In the bamboo basket next to the whale fisherman, there was actually red-gold fire, but it looked like water. Countless fish of varying sizes were swimming in it, shining like golden flowers. It was the fire spirit, one of the wonders of heaven and earth.

If a sixth-level warrior can get help from this item, his chances of becoming a Grandmaster will increase by 10%.

It is a treasure from heaven and earth.

However, this creature is cunning, and its growth environment is extremely harsh. Even a warrior at the sixth level is not a master after all. Without taking that crucial step, it cannot survive for long in an environment like volcanic magma.

The whale fisherman has been catching toys for his daughter this month.

Since the Western Regions, he has remained cold in front of Yaoguang.

As soon as he went out, the first thing he talked about was his daughter.

Old Siming’s ears are about to develop calluses.

After mumbling a few words, the whale fisherman heard it and said:
“It wasn’t me who threw it in.”

"Besides, didn't you go down on the black tortoise?"

"It is the Black Turtle that deserves the credit for his hard work and contribution."

The old Siming jumped up and cursed.

The old black tortoise nodded in approval, agreeing with it deeply.

The whale fisherman swung his fishing rod and caught both Old Siming and the black tortoise. He then asked, "How is it? You said it was successful, but did you find the place?"

The old Siming nodded and said, "Yes, I was afraid that he was not dead, so I sealed him very tightly. I didn't expect that I would need to use this thing at this time. When I sealed him, I sealed him to death, so it would be difficult to untie him."

"But fortunately, I am very powerful and have found it. The seals are all broken and your formation is also imprinted on it. Hurry up!"

"Okay, old man, move aside."

The old Siming rolled his eyes wildly and said, "You beggar, you are really mercenary. When you are needed, you are an old senior, and when you are not needed, you are just an old fellow."

The whale fisherman laughed and stood up, more carefree than ever before:

"If you are not mercenary, how can you be a beggar?"

"Which beggar is polite?"

"Don't they say hello if you give them money, and scold your whole family if you don't? They will fight over a steamed bun, right?"

"Senior, old turtle, please move aside!"

The whale fisherman's silver hair flutters slightly.

As he stood up, silver streaks of light appeared one after another. They were the talismans of the formation, which overlapped in thousands of layers in an instant. Facing this volcano that had been burning for tens of thousands of years, the whale fisherman spent more than a month preparing the formation.

Planning to take things out directly from deep within the volcanic lava.

Old Sima Ming ran wildly.

Suddenly I thought, maybe it was unethical of me to throw the black turtle away.

I turned around and didn't see it.

Then look back and move forward.

Good guy!
The old black turtle stood up and ran wildly on his short legs, even faster than old Sima Ming.

Old Siming: “???”

Almost at the same time, Xuan Gui and Siming retreated.

An indescribably powerful and blazing energy exploded with a rumbling sound, as if volcanic lava was erupting. Siming was shocked and rolled forward with the black turtle. Looking back, he saw a volcanic eruption. The power was great, but it was no match for the whale fishermen.

As the flames soared into the sky, the whale fisherman's silver hair flew in the wind and he held a green bamboo fishing rod in his hand. With just a flick of his hand, layers of formations seemed to unfold under the volcano, changing in a cycle. Suddenly, something flew up from the bottom.

But it was an arm.

The arm of martial arts legend Zhang Ziyong has reappeared in the wild.

After the arm was freed, there seemed to be a trace of charm left, shaking the void and making a sound: "Hahahaha, I'm finally out, finally, finally!"

"Si Ming!!! Li Guanyi!!!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"I'm going to make you pay!"

"And the silver-haired girl beside Li Guanyi, I must kill her and turn her into a puppet, unable to live or die! Then, using what I saw from my original body, I will use the method of connecting the human head and the dog body together. I will have to perform it three thousand times before I can resolve the hatred in my heart!"

Shake the void with vigorous breath, make sounds, be wild and crazy.

Martial arts legend says that Zhang Ziyong is dead.

What remains on this arm is only the obsession that cannot bear death, which is similar to the remains of the soul in martial arts legend. When it is tempered by lava, it becomes more paranoid and crazy.

Old Siming: “…………”

Old Black Turtle: “…………”

The two old guys looked at each other and gasped.

He retreated a hundred feet.

Silent and lonely, except for this arm laughing wildly and the magma rolling.

suddenly.

The whale fisherman curled his lips, threw away the fishing rod in his hand, suddenly stepped forward, and stomped hard on the arm. The huge force that was enough to split a mountain directly crushed a rock, and blasted the thing back into the lava.

The silver-haired man grinned and raised his middle finger:
"I'll fuck your mother!"

He raised his hand and tore apart the top of a nearby volcano, then lifted it up with both hands.

I planned to use this volcano head as a pot cover.

The arm was crushed to death inside.

Old Siming and Black Turtle grabbed the arms of the martial arts legend, their faces pale, and persuaded him: "Zhaitian, Zhaitian, that's enough."

"No, not really."

"Why are you so angry with an arm? This is just the remnant of Zhang Ziyong's obsession. It can't even be considered spiritual. It's worse than a dog. So, if you get bit by a dog, you're going to bite it back..."

The whale fisherman's anger gradually subsided.

boom! ! !
The magma exploded into waves of fire.

The arm soared straight into the sky, with the five fingers clenched together, and with a tremendous force, it hit old Siming's face heavily.

Old Siming's face collapsed inward, and waves appeared.

Then it spun three and a half times on the ground and flew out.

Snapped.

He fell directly to the ground face first.

The whale fisherman's mouth twitched: "...Senior?"

The rubble fell with a soft clatter, and the arm shook left and right, laughing wildly: "Old Siming? You old thing, you are still alive, I will tear off your arm and throw it down!"

The old Siming knelt down, got up and dusted himself off.

Suddenly he turned around, strode over, kicked a powerful shot, and said with a grim smile:
"What the hell, get off here, old man!"

"Today I will seal you for another five hundred years!"

………………

After a lot of fussing, Zhang Ziyong's remaining obsession was finally dissipated. As for the method of refining it, the whale fisherman referred to the method of Thirteen, the stick monk who was good at "telepathy".

Separate Zhang Ziyong's obsession and throw it onto a stone.

Then he kicked again and fell into the lava.

In such a high volcanic temperature that is enough to breed fire essence, after a year, the arm is as smooth as before, and there is still tremendous vitality hidden inside, which is not inferior to the realm of a grandmaster. The flesh and bones at the end still retain vitality and are not completely necrotic.

In the pursuit of immortality, Zhang Ziyong has reached the pinnacle.

It got so extreme that even after his death, his body was still struggling to pursue this goal.

A pity, a pity.

Old Sima Ming studied this arm for a long time. The whale fisherman was thinking about how to give the caught fire spirit to Yaoguang in a casual and light manner without appearing to be deliberate or caring?

For example, "I didn't catch this fire spirit just for you."

"It just happened to happen, don't think too much about it"

The whale fisherman nodded with satisfaction.

After a long time, he looked at Siming: "How is it?"

On the ground next to it was a secret stone from a secret realm, which was used to activate the formation using the same method used by whale fishermen.

The handsome General Xue actually appeared here, looking at the arm curiously.

I felt the majestic and terrifying vitality inside, which was almost as strong as that of a divine beast.

stunned.

Can you live with just one arm?

Why are all the people in this later generation monsters?

Zhang Ziyong successfully brought a huge shock to the old guy from five hundred years ago.

General Xue also looked at the old Siming and said, "This old man... um."

"It should be this little friend."

General Xue looked at the white-haired old Siming with a smile on his face:
"Can it be done?"

The old Siming said, "It is possible, but Zhang Ziyong is dead after all, and this arm has been refined by the volcano for so long, so its vitality has dissipated a little. With this as the core, using the methods of the Mohist master and the casting skills of the Murong family, we can refine a mechanism."

"You can move on the battlefield, but..."

"With General Xue's strength and ability, this arm can only support you to gallop on the battlefield two to three times. If you use too much strength, one time will be enough to exhaust the vitality left by Zhang Ziyong. Even if you use it restrainedly, it can only be used three times at most."

"After three times, your vitality will be gone, and you, General Xue, will fall into a deep sleep."

General Xue propped his chin up with his palm and said, "That is to say, the first two times were safe. If I completely exhaust Zhang Ziyong's vitality, I will suffer a backlash from my soul. This body is originally a reflection of the past, and it is difficult to escape from the impact."

"is it?"

Old Siming looked at him and said, "Yes."

"In theory, it is impossible for you to continue to gallop on the battlefield, even if you use the formation, mechanism, and the arm vitality of the martial arts legend to forcibly defy this incredible thing, but everything has a coming and going."

"Even if you have this secret stone, you will probably fall into a deep sleep for hundreds of years, and your martial arts will will be affected."

The whale fisherman stopped talking, knowing that it was time for General Xue to make the decision.

General Xue smiled and said, "What great luck."

The old Siming was stunned. The world's number one general five hundred years ago said, "Five hundred years after death, I can still have the opportunity to step onto the battlefield. This is a good thing that any famous general would not miss."

"After three times, he fell asleep again?"

General Xue laughed and said, "This body is already dead."

"Not to mention sleeping."

"Even if my soul is destroyed, why would I be unwilling to accept this?"

"I can still compete with the heroes of five hundred years later. Whether I win or lose, it will be a great pleasure!"

He smiled again and said, "Otherwise, you can give me a higher price."

"Otherwise, I won't feel comfortable taking this benefit."

"How about I stand upside down for you?"

The five hundred-year-old general was free and humorous. The old Sima was dumbfounded and smiled bitterly: "You are really just like in the records..."

"Well, just as free and easy."

General Xue raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It must be that old guy Chen Baye. He must have left some curse words about me in the record, right?"

Old Sima Ming was embarrassed.

The world was in turmoil, and in the beginning the old men were the oldest. However, as the situation became more turbulent and auspicious signs appeared, sometimes the old Sima Ming became a junior. He did know about the records of General Xue from Emperor Wu of Chen.

General Xue cursed with a smile, saying, "This old man, when I use this mechanical body in the future, I will go to his tomb and laugh at him crazily."

"Ah, if I can do this, I will be able to encounter very good things if I live long enough."

General Xue chuckled and smiled, cupping his hands:

"Then I'll have to trouble you all."

"Please give me a set of armor."

"The world's number one general? I'm very curious."

He raised his eyes and smiled, looking down on others:

"How much have the younger generation grown after five hundred years?"

"And the older generation like me who lived five hundred years ago."

"Compete for this again——"

"Number one in the world!"

..............................

Li Guanyi looked up at the sky. The spring sun was cool and the spring plowing was in progress in Anxi City. Xu Tiange had successfully cultivated a new variety of highland barley that was extremely suitable for the soil and climate of the Western Regions, and had begun preparing dozens of other varieties.

And they successfully extracted sugar from a special vegetable from the Western Regions.

Become a specialty of the Western Regions to increase income.

Recently this guy seems to be crazy about trying to please the Nine-Colored Divine Deer.

He hopes that the Nine-Colored Divine Deer will use its divine power to help him cultivate specific varieties.

After all, the Nine-Colored Divine Deer is different from those monster-level beasts like the Ancient Red Dragon that can only fight. She is good at many things, such as water flow, temperature, and climate, which can all be adjusted to a certain extent.

It can be guaranteed that the graduation examination of the farming lineage of the academy will be absolutely successful.

Farmer Xu Tiange has evolved into a fanatical worshiper of the Nine-Colored Divine Deer.

Li Guanyi was doing spring plowing. Although there was no fighting during this period, his aura became more and more long and gentle. Last year, at this time, he and Yaoguang and others came to the Western Regions. Now, a year has passed, the situation is surging, and they have established their foothold.

Li Guanyi has informed Qin Yulong and others of Jiang Gao's decision.

He also said that the three generals should stay in Anxi City temporarily, and he would not keep them when he left.

All the generals in Anxi City treated General Yuwen Tianxian with the respect of a teacher.

It was a fairly peaceful and tranquil day.

People's lives are getting better, and they have not been involved in any major wars recently. Many tribes that originally had to wander outside now have stable homes, and people are smiling more and more.

But only those who have seen the general trend of the world can know that this is just a brief calm in the center of the vortex. The world's number one god will arrive soon, and that time will be a fight to the death.

Li Guanyi still failed to contact Lao Siming and the others.

However, during this peaceful and oppressive time, an extremely exciting thing happened - Ling Pingyang and Qibi Liye led more than 6,000 elite troops who fought with Li Guanyi in the Western Regions and established the meritorious service of Fengjuxu Mountain and returned.

Li Guanyi also asked the thirty-odd young men of the former Jinwu Guard, who were his friends when they were young, and now all young military officers with at least a foundation of the third heaven, to join the 6,700 soldiers and horses, with Ye Buyi and Zhou Liuying as adjutants.

They also selected brave warriors from the army to join them.

Gather 7,000 people.

Among these seven thousand men, all are brave and courageous, able to follow Li Guanyi in his conquests. The core captains among them are sons of Chen State's military families, who have been trained in the most complete military system in these three hundred years of chaos since childhood.

He and Li Guan were close friends, so he came to him for help under such circumstances.

After the preparation is completed, this will be a brand new army that is capable of fighting with any powerful army in the world. It is a corps exclusively for Li Guanyi and is at the same level as He Ruo's own soldiers who can catch the tiger.

The soldiers are all comrades who live and die together, and the captains and generals are all childhood friends.

He is a truly fearless guard who is willing to stay behind for Li Guanyi.

When proposing the name, Li Guanyi suggested Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, White Horse Volunteers and other options.

was dismissed.

Change the name as per usual practice.

Also known as Qilin Guard.

Li Guanyi felt very sorry.

Po Jun often discussed the general situation with Li Guanyi. Although the entire Western Regions were slowly becoming stronger, the foundation of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions supplemented Anxi City, and the financial and food problems were solved, and the foundation was gradually improved.

However, the changes in the world situation will not give them any chance to recuperate.

Li Guanyi couldn't contact Lao Siming and others again. One day, he heard that the Wolf King had returned victoriously again. Li Guanyi suddenly called Chen Wenmian, and the two rode out of the city together. The Western Regions were vast in spring, and the two of them galloped all the way, feeling refreshed.

Chen Wenmian held the horse's head the whole time, making the warhorse lag half a body length behind Li Guan.

He had a gentle expression, his white battle robe was fluttering, a sword was slung at his waist, and a gun was held in his hand.

Chen Wenmian hung the gun on the hook on the horse's harness, drew his bow and arrow, shot an arrow, and hit a wild wolf. He asked:

"Brother, did you call me out today for hunting?"

Li Guanyi wants to reverse the way he is called his elder brother.

After all, Chen Wenmian was two years older than him. Li Guanyi was not interested in having a 20-year-old young man call him "big brother" because it would make him sound old, so he said that he already had an older brother.

Chen Wenmian thought seriously and said, "Then I am the third brother, the second brother."

Li Guanyi: “………………”

He really wanted to roar to the sky.

Why did the bloodline of Wolf King Chen Fubi develop this kind of character under the training of Chen Dingye?
The cunning, heroic, cruel and domineering wolf king, and the cold and ruthless poisonous dragon.

Growing a little white flower?

Li Guanyi sighed and had to accept this title.

Chen Wenmian had a good relationship with all the generals in the Anxi Army - no one would dislike a man who was born into a royal family, was very upright, had strong martial arts skills, commanded tens of thousands of troops, had 50,000 top-notch Canglang Guards under his command, and whose deputy general was the Little Sword Saint of Jianghu, the famous general Xu Huiyang of the Sixth Heaven.

What's more, it was because of him that cities grew along the roads that the Anxi Army passed.

What's more, Chen Wenmian is a very good person.

He called himself a defeated general and was extremely humble and gentle.

Nangong Wumeng was wandering around trying to find a place to fight. He didn't know what Chen Wenmian said politely, but Nangong Wumeng screamed and ran out. He saw Li Guanyi who happened to come over to get closer to him. His face turned red and he stammered for a long time:
"What, what, what noble person?!"

"You, you, you shameless bastard!!!"

Nangong Wumeng was defeated and retreated.

Li Guanyi found out as soon as he entered that Chen Wenmian was calling her sister-in-law again.

Li Guanyi's mouth twitched: "Do you like to recognize others as your sister-in-law?"

Chen Wenmian was surprised and asked, "Isn't it?"

"But such a beautiful woman, isn't she?"

"I was wrong."

Since that time, Li Guanyi no longer had the energy to refute this guy who was as gentle as jade, as strong as a sword, but liked to randomly recognize his sister-in-law. This time, he brought him out, looked around, and said, "Wen Mian, do you know the current situation?"

Chen Wenmian said: "...Father's army is extremely powerful. He abandoned us and went to attack all directions. Duke Li of Ying State is no match for father, but given father's character, he will definitely capture Xiyi City in the end."

"And Ying State will never give up Xiyi City."

"The only one who can stop my father is the number one in the world."

Li Guanyi: "With my uncle's condition, is it possible to defeat Jiang Su?"

Chen Wenmian was speechless.

Li Guanyi said: "With our combined strength, is it possible to defeat Jiang Su?"

Chen Wenmian said softly: "We... are too young."

Li Guan looked at him, pointed at him and laughed: "You are indeed the son of the Wolf King!"

Beneath the pretentious gentleness of this sentence lies the arrogance in one's bones.

We are too young means that.

One day, I will definitely be able to do it!
Li Guanyi said, "It's rare for me to be happy. However, since you, my uncle and I cannot defeat Jiang Su, and Jiang Su will definitely come, don't we only have one choice?!"

Chen Wenmian was dumbfounded.

But he suddenly realized what Li Guanyi was going to do, and his heart beneath his gentle appearance finally began to ripple.

Li Guanyi grinned.

Unite all forces that can be united.

"Let's go, Wen Mian!"

"Go see my old uncle, your stubborn father."

Chen Wenmian's heart surged. He looked at Li Guanyi's back as he galloped away, lowered his head, and said softly, "Yes, big brother."

Then they rode their horses in pursuit, and the two of them went straight to where the Wolf King was. The generals and captains in front of the camp recognized Li Guanyi and Chen Wenmian, and looked at each other, unable to stop them. They sent scouts to report to the Wolf King and told him what Li Guanyi had said.

"We want to join forces to deal with Jiang Su?"

Wolf King Chen Fubi looked at him with disdain: "What nonsense are you talking about, you little brat!"

"I don't want to fight with Jiang Su!"

“Even if we fight Jiang Su, we won’t join forces with those two brats. Wuliang, you beat those two brats back. Don’t worry, Li Guanyi doesn’t have any soldiers with him, so he can’t beat you!”

Xiao Wuliang went and came back soon.

Chen Fubi was surprised: "Oh? Can Li Guanyi defeat you without any soldiers?"

Xiao Wuliang said: "No."

"what is that?"

Xiao Wuliang was silent. He took out a letter and handed it over with both hands: "Li Guanyi asked me to give this to the lord, saying that after reading it, the lord might change his choice."

The wolf king laughed: "I won't be moved by a few words from a kid!"

"Don't look, don't look!"

Xiao Wuliang hesitated, and the old monk came over, glanced at the old wolf king, and chuckled, "Your Majesty is unwilling to admit defeat, but there are many Buddhist scriptures that say that ordinary people are obsessed with a thought and refuse to turn back. It was not until more than ten years later that they realized that their original obsession and stubbornness had ruined many things, friendships, and grudges."

The old wolf king said: "The monk speaks directly."

The old monk said, "Your Majesty, why don't you take a look at it? Even if you don't agree, just burn it again. At least you won't regret it."

The old wolf king was silent for a long time, then said, "Otherwise, I'll say you are a living Buddha."

"Bring it!"

He looked at the words above and his expression froze.

The previous impatience disappeared.

Just one sentence was enough to make this hero, who had spent his entire life fighting bravely and killing ruthlessly, feel dazed.

"Wolf King, are you still willing to join [Duke Taiping] in fighting Jiang Su?!"

(End of this chapter)