You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 115 Why is General Luo so kind to him? !

The door was not closed, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound. On the narrow street came a white-haired old man in a black coat and green cloth shoes. He had a pale face and white hair, and flying eyebrows. Although there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, there was a sharp spirit in his eyes.

Da da da.

His footsteps made sounds and dispersed dust. He walked in the streets with his straight body, looking like a spear pointed out. At first glance, it was obvious that he was not an ordinary old man.

Even that face seems to appear frequently in the news, and portraits in many places in Gaoyuan City resemble him.
"General Luo!"

Niu Yao recognized the person at a glance, lowered his head and bent forward, a layer of cold sweat wrapped around his back, and warm air frequently came out of his hand as if he was holding a pounding heart.

For now, let’s not worry about how the old man who led all the martial arts masters to the Twelve Great Halls to kill everyone in the past few days suddenly appeared here. Just seeing his true appearance makes one’s throat dry.

He was the only general in service in the Northwest Province, one of the members of the Northwest Military Department, the honorary dean of the Northwest Military Academy, and the master of martial arts masters.
Damn, I can’t remember all the titles.

Niu Yao swallowed his saliva and his face turned red.

I almost had the opportunity to comment on the Military Training Academy in front of this person. It would be such an honor!

"Mr. Luo."

Shangguan Yue also opened her eyes wide and bowed to Luo Beixing, with a look of surprise on her little face.

Jiang Qiu and Liu Zili stared at the newcomers. When they heard Niu Yao and Shangguan Yue speak, their pupils suddenly widened and their chests trembled: "Hello, General Luo."

Eighteen years ago, ten demon commanders gathered in Gaoyuan City to besiege the outer city. Fortunately, thanks to this general, the outer city was rebuilt. Otherwise, this place would have become a ruin like Kunlun City.

In Gaoyuan City, the three words "Luo Beixing" are well-known to everyone. It is said that there is a sculpture of them at the west gate of the outer city.

The person in the rumors now walked into his sight. Jiang Qiu's chest suddenly felt hot and his breathing became faster.

"Okay," Luo Beixing strode over the threshold, his eyes swept over everyone like a spear, and he smiled: "Don't be too nervous, I'm here to look for Jiang Qiu."

Shangguan Yue, Niu Yao, and Liu Ziri swallowed their saliva, stared at Jiang Qiu with wide eyes, and held their breath.

"General Luo, are you looking for me?"

Facing Luo Beixing's gaze that could not hide his majesty, Jiang Qiu subconsciously straightened his chest by three points, clenched his wet fists, raised his brows, and felt doubt in his heart.

"I have seen your results in the college entrance examination, and I have also heard from several surviving young men about what happened in Tianxin Palace." Luo Beixing nodded, his voice strong but not overwhelming: "I heard that you are unique in spearmanship among your peers. I can recommend you to be my old friend's personal apprentice. How about it?"

"Um?!"

Shangguan Yue blinked, her pupils frozen.

Niu Yao raised his head in panic, his face pale, and a suffocating anger burst out of his chest: "General Luo, let... let Dean Wu Hong accept a new student as his personal disciple. This has never happened before!"

The old friend that Luo Beixing mentioned is most likely Dean Wu Hong of the Military Training Academy. The few disciples he has are already at the instructor level, with a higher status than his mentor. Now he is recommending him to take in a student who has not even set foot in the provincial capital as his disciple?
There has never been a dean at Northwestern Wuhan University who accepted apprentices from among his students. Even the director-level tutors at the college have never recruited new students to be their personal disciples!

How can this be possible?!
Niu Yao clenched his fists and his chest felt like it was in the deep ocean.

Why does Jiang Qiu do that?
"It's unprecedented, so now is the first time. Young people can be stubborn in their will, but not in their thinking."

Luo Beixing glanced at him with a dignified look, and Niu Yao closed his mouth and lowered his head: "You are right."

Plop, plop, plop.

Jiang Qiu's chest was pounding, and his fists were burning. He was directly worshipped as the dean's teacher at the beginning, and was on the same level as the other teachers. This was undoubtedly a great honor and opportunity, and would win a lot of resources.

But what will inevitably follow are endless questionings. How can I, a student who has just entered the spiritual body realm, become the dean's personal disciple?
"If you feel the pressure is too great, that's fine. The Military Training Academy has many good teachers. With your college entrance examination scores and talent, you are qualified to be a disciple of any of them."

Luo Beixing spoke in a deep voice, like a sledgehammer hitting the depths of Jiang Qiu's soul, the aftermath of which caused waves to clench his fists.

So what if the pressure is great? I’m just beginning to enter the spiritual body realm now. What about one year later, three years later, or five years later?
Compared to the pressure of the demon king [Chen] targeting me, what does becoming his disciple mean?
If you fail to seize the opportunity to strengthen yourself, you will eventually die at the hands of the demons.

Jiang Qiu looked into Luo Beixing's prestigious eyes, his cheeks numbing with heat: "General Luo, give me some time, and I will be worthy of the title of the dean's personal disciple."

At that moment, Liu Ziri's eyes flickered, Shangguan Yue was stunned for a moment and then smiled knowingly, and Niu Yao was even more stunned.

"Good, young man, you have the courage to live up to your ambitions," Luo Beixing patted Jiang Qiu on the right shoulder, "To lead hundreds of strangers out of the hot spring pool of Tianxin Palace, talent, virtue, and will are all indispensable.

In this battle, I obtained the rarest ore treasured by the Thousand Jin Demon King. I have asked a weapon-casting master to forge a spear. I will give it to you when you enter school."

Gift?!
Jiang Qiu took a deep breath, his shoulders feeling heavy.

The peerless mineral treasured by the Demon King may not exist outside at all. Just like the fire marrow, the highest age advertised on the Internet is only ten thousand years old, while the age in Tianxin Palace is at least one hundred thousand years.

He even asked a master of forging instruments to forge it. This favor was so great that it could not be negotiated.

It was the first time we met, and I was treated like this. What a kindness!
Gulong~
Niu Yao quietly swallowed his saliva, his nostrils dilated, and his eyes rounded.

If a master of weapon casting could make this happen, there is no doubt that the weapons forged by them are all top-grade. Moreover, if General Luo, who has lived for over a hundred years, could have said "this is the best ore in the world", then the material must be far beyond the scope of normal ores!

Even if you get the highest comprehensive score in the college entrance examination, you shouldn't be treated like this!

What did that kid do to deserve such high regard?

He gritted his teeth in anger, Jiang Qiu's figure reflected in his eyes.

When you enter school and participate in the rookie competition, I want to see how good you are!
"We have been here long enough," Luo Beixing exhaled lightly, raised his right hand and said, "Before I leave, I will teach you another cultivation method."

Hey.

The index finger and middle finger lightly touched Jiang Qiu's brow, as if a jade stone fell into the water, causing spiritual fluctuations.

As if being pulled, Jiang Qiu's pupils slowly moved, reflecting golden lines, and [Dragon Pupils] emerged. The old man with white hair in front of him was like a human-shaped black flame, but the oppression was restrained in his body.

Looking straight into his eyes, one powerful warning after another jumped into my mind.

"The origin of the demon king [Chen] may come from an unpredictable ancient time. If you hadn't intercepted his path, causing his body to be damaged and being attacked and cursed by the avenue, Kunlun City would have been the burial place of many more soldiers.

But even so, he possesses many methods that are not recorded in the classics. Within three years, the severely damaged Northwestern Demon Clan will prosper again and even reach its peak.

This method of cultivating weapons is something I discovered in my early years. I hope you can use your awakened [Innate Bloodline] to create your own martial arts and become stronger with each battle.

I see that your body has the aura of a dragon. You can go to Dongqi Lake and try to refine the imprisoned soul of Zhu Li to help improve your own martial arts.

Well, that’s all I have to say, young man, wait for the day when you can turn into a dragon.”

(End of this chapter)