I can bless thousands of magical powers.

There was a look of guilt in Zhamuha's eyes.

Logically speaking, Zhang Yuan saved his family's lives, so using this piece of divine iron as a token of gratitude was the most appropriate thing to do.

But he had already decided to offer it as a sacrifice to the gods, so he still harbored some selfish thoughts and thought that he would find a way to repay Zhang Yuan after arriving in Nacuoda.

But plans did not change quickly, and Zhang Yuan was actually willing to teach his children martial arts.

With all these favors added up, if Jamukha did not show any appreciation, how would he have the face to see the gods after his death?

Therefore, when Zhamuha looked at Zhang Yuan, there was more determination and resoluteness in his eyes.

What he wanted was to make Zhang Yuan accept this thank-you gift no matter what.

At first, Zhang Yuan didn't think there was anything special about this plain-looking lump of iron. However, when his eyes fell on it, the Red Blood Knife lurking in his Dantian suddenly "came to life".

The original spirituality of this magical weapon was damaged by the remnant soul of King Zhou of Shang. After being taken back into Zhang Yuan's body, it fell into a deep sleep and slowly recovered itself.

As a result, it seemed as if some kind of inspiration had been triggered, and he instantly conveyed his desire to Zhang Yuan!
Zhang Yuan understood.

Obviously, the so-called divine iron that Zhamuhe took out resonated with the Red Blood Sword.

It must be useful to this magical weapon, even very useful!

He thought for a moment and took the iron calmly: "Then I will be disrespectful to refuse it."

After sending away the divine iron, Zhamuhe suddenly felt relieved, as if he had unloaded a huge burden.

The whole person became relaxed: "Then I'll trouble you with my two children."

Zhang Yuan smiled and rubbed Amuguleng and Asiya's heads, saying, "Before arriving at Nacuoda, I will help them lay the foundation of martial arts."

With Zhang Yuan's current level of cultivation, plus the extremely powerful golden elixir in his dantian, even if Amuguleng and Asiya have no talent at all, he still has a way to help the two little guys enter the path of martial arts.

Zamuhe said to his two children in a deep voice: "Amuguleng, Asiya, you must listen to the master. No matter what the master says, you must obey. Do you understand?"

The two little guys had never seen their father look so serious, and they couldn't help but nod in unison.

Zhamuhe happily said: "Study hard."

After the grassland man left, Zhang Yuan first lifted Amuguleng in front of him, gently pressed his left hand on the opponent's forehead, and injected a wisp of true energy.

This strand of true qi was transformed from Hunyuan Zhengang, and was thinner than a hair. It penetrated the skin and flesh and seeped into the meridians without any stagnation, circulated in the body of this five-year-old child, and finally flowed out from the Yongquan point at the bottom of his feet.

During this process, Amuguleng showed a painful expression.

But the little guy bit his lips tightly and made no sound.

Not to mention shedding tears.

Zhang Yuan withdrew his hand and secretly gave a thumbs up.

Amugulung's physique is pretty good, with average talent in martial arts, and he can't be considered a genius.

But his character and will are quite good, and if there are enough opportunities, he may be able to get a glimpse of the realm of God.

Then, Zhang Yuan took Asiya over.

Do the same thing.

As a result, Asiya opened her big black eyes and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Zhang Yuan withdrew his hand speechlessly.

It’s true that people with the same fate have different fates!

They are obviously a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. Asiya's talent is much stronger than that of her brother. If placed in a large sect, they would be elite seeds worth cultivating from a young age.

Unfortunately, in terms of character, Asiya is obviously not as good as Amuguleng.

But her potential to enter a trance is a hundred times greater than the latter!
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan laughed. In fact, there are more than hundreds of millions of people in the world, and there are countless people with martial arts talent, but how many can truly enter the realm of God?

He is really overthinking now.

In the following days, during this migration journey, Zhang Yuan used his true Qi to comb the muscles and bones, dredge the meridians for the two little ones, and explained the common sense of martial arts to them every day.

He also taught them a set of introductory body-building techniques.

Even though it is only entry-level, it is the Great Yin martial arts inheritance from Jiwu Jindan.

The Jiwu Golden Pill can be called a treasure trove of martial arts, with the accumulation of 500 years of the Great Yin Dynasty. Zhang Yuan just picked out some things and it was more than enough to teach two five-year-old children.

Ten days later, Zhang Yuan taught Amuguleng a set of "Tiger Claw Hand" and Ashaya a set of "Eagle Claw Hand".

It is impossible for him to stay in Hulan Grassland for a long time. He will leave after attending the Saigut Conference.

Therefore, the time to teach the two little ones is limited.

And in this limited time, Zhang Yuan plans to teach them as much as possible.

In this way, after I leave, the two little guys will be able to break through to the Qi-entering level in the future through hard practice.

To go further, it all depends on their own chances!
At night, when Zhang Yuan was sleeping alone in the tent, he took out the piece of divine iron from the storage space and released the Red Blood Sword to fuse it.

The Red Blood Sword has the powerful ability to devour mysterious weapons. The more mysterious weapons it devours, the more abundant its spirituality becomes.

It not only greatly facilitates Zhang Yuan's control, but also enhances the power of the magic weapon.

However, the "devouring" divine light released by the Red Blood Sword, when it fell on this piece of divine iron from outer space, had a shocking effect.

After ten days, only a thin layer on the surface had melted away.

It seems to be still far from its core!

The Red Blood Sword cannot release this special ability endlessly, especially when its origin is damaged. It will not last long. Once it disappears, it needs to be taken back into the Dantian to continue nurturing.

But this actually greatly aroused Zhang Yuan's interest.

Because the reaction of the Red Blood Knife was not fake, this piece of divine iron from outer space must contain a mystery, and it is so "difficult to digest", it is 100% of the existence of an extremely high level.

So he had enough patience and was ready to peel off the outer skin of this piece of divine iron bit by bit.

Time flies, and it’s been half a month since Zhang Yuan met Zhamuhe’s family.

In the distance, a vast, rolling snow-capped mountain appeared in everyone's sight.

Zamuha and his family cheered together!

The grassland man said to Zhang Yuan excitedly: "Brother Zhang Yuan, this is the sacred mountain of our people in Hulan grassland. Nacuoda is coming soon!"

"We won't miss the Secute Conference!"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "That's great."

He came to Nachoda with the Zamuha family completely as a tourist.

Amuguleng chattered beside him: "Master, Nacuoda's milk cake and honey tea are delicious!"

Zhang Yuan patted his head and said, "Master has a gift for you."

In the past half month, both Amuguleng and Asiya have studied very hard and seriously.

The two little guys are making rapid progress in their training and have already reached the threshold of martial arts!

Therefore it deserves a reward. (End of this chapter)