"That shot just now seemed to be a combination of spirit and martial arts?" Zong Shou squinted his eyes and carefully thought about the feeling just now. No, it should be much worse. Not long ago, he used thunder and electromagnetic force to push the gun's momentum, and stimulated his Qi muscles with all his strength, firing a total of 234 shots.
And if it is a true combination of spirit and martial arts, then a thousand guns will be no problem. The strength was beyond what he could control at the moment. His strength at that time was not far behind even those of the peak Xuanwu Sect of the Earth Chakra Nine Meridians.
Everything within these several hundred feet will turn into dust.
However, it is true that this soul power and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth do not conflict with the inner breath and blood in one's own body. And they seem to be closer than a few days ago.
A simple explanation is that the previous soul energy energy had the effect of one plus one equaling one point and five. But now, one plus one equals two, which naturally increases the strength greatly.
If this continues, maybe I might actually have some hope of integrating spiritual and martial arts. I imagined for a while that my strength would increase dramatically, and then I would become the king of Yunlu in the east. Zong Shou laughed at himself again, it was not difficult to coordinate this soul power with the true energy. You can slowly do it after you break through to the realm of heavenly veins, but when it comes to combining the two into one, even those strong men who have entered the fairyland are still a few blocks away.
And even in the Holy Realm, there are very few that can do it.
As for myself, martial arts is just fine. The foundation of a spiritual master is actually very shallow. There is no need to fantasize about it, nor can it be forced.
Zong Shou gathered strength in his palms again, and a ball of flame suddenly shot out. It turned out to be a silver-white flame. Compared with the silver flame on Xiongkui's body just now, except for its slightly lighter color and some spiral energy characteristics, it was the same.
Xiong Kui, who was half-kneeling on the ground, opened his eyes fiercely: "This is the Emperor Flame Burning Spirit Art! Where did you learn it from?"
Suddenly, as if he thought of something, Xiong Kui's eyes were full of horror. He looked at Zong Shou intently, and his tone was almost word for word, with great difficulty: "Is it just now? You only fought me six times?"
At this moment, not only Xiong Kui, but also the other people around him were also stunned. After only a moment of fighting, he could completely figure out the key to a top secret technique. Even a strong person in the Immortal Martial Realm can't do it, right
Such talent is simply inhuman!
Zonglan Zongyuan, these people have been wondering in their hearts how Zong Shou possesses such terrifying swordsmanship, and Shenzi seems to have some attainments in that spearmanship.
At this time, everyone showed surprise. In just a few dozen breaths, an almost complete top secret martial art can be fully demonstrated. If such a person studies swordsmanship intensively, it would not be unacceptable if he could reach this level within a few years of practicing martial arts.
Zong Shou was completely unaware of everyone's surprised looks and was still studying with concentration. It took half an hour before the silver flame in his hand was restrained again.
Still thoughtful, the reason why he wanted to learn this skill from Xiongkui was mainly because of himself and his dependents. The Imperial Flame Burning Spirit Technique is one of the most powerful fire-based techniques passed down from the ancient Yunhuang era. Not only is it perfecting the world-shaking spiritual art for him, it is also of some use.
It can even help him perfect Xuanyuan Yiren's set of skills.
As for this secret martial art and the inheritance of the ancient demon king, he didn't think much about it.
Later generations did not see much detailed information on this in the library. I only know that a tyrannical figure did appear in Lieyan Mountain later. It is said that he inherited the secrets of an ancient demon king. Not only was he extremely powerful, but he also built an elite cavalry that was comparable to the Blood Cloud Cavalry. There were only two thousand in total, but they were invincible for a while.
In the spiritual tide era, it was very strong. He also suppressed Yunlu in the east, causing all the sects to retreat, and occupied more than twenty provinces.
However, although this person rose quickly, he fell equally quickly. In just six years, it has fallen. Lingyun Sect, which had regained some of its vitality, gathered strong men from all sides in the east to surround and kill him, and those who died were heroic.
Could this person be the great leader in front of me
Zong Shou came back to his senses and took a closer look at the Crown Prince of Lieyan Mountain who was covered in blood.
Then he shook his head slightly, and it was said that the Demon King of the Flame Mountain was hit by 149 punches, 221 swords, and countless gunshot wounds and knife wounds when he died.
When he was about to die, he still fought hard, and after dying together with the two heavenly warriors, he died laughing.
The image of the heroic leader in front of him is correct, but his temperament doesn't look like it no matter how he looks at it.
This guy absolutely cannot be that heroic. When he read this man's biography, he was really heartbroken. No matter what, there is no way to connect this hero with that person.
Zong Shou laughed dumbly, and then he noticed the surprised gazes of the people around him.
He was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, Motoin realized something. He couldn't help but frown secretly, he didn't know how to explain this. Do you want to tell these people that you have read the secret book of the Emperor Flame Burning Spirit Art in your previous life, and it contains most of the contents
If you think about it more carefully, it's actually not a bad thing. Zong Shou simply pretended not to know, put away the sword in his hand, and still looked at Xiong Kui meaningfully: "After the matter is done, you can leave! As for this guy, let someone treat his injuries. If he is not dead, then Let him draw out the city defense map and then follow him."
After saying that, he walked straight towards the direction of the distant convoy.
Chuxue was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly caught up with him, and said with a strange look on his face: "Young Master, you really don't care about him? It would be great if this hero doesn't run away, and he will follow up on his own. Isn't he a fool?"
Zong Shou smiled, turned to Zong Lan and asked, "If uncle were this great leader, would he follow him?"
Zong Lan shook his head without thinking: "No!"
His eyes were extremely complex, staring deeply at Zong Shou. I feel both happy and unfamiliar.
For a moment, it felt like a king was reincarnated. I remember that in the past, his brother Weiran would occasionally ask him questions in the same tone.
Gentle yet majestic, plain yet confident, yet decisive in killing.
After being distracted for a moment, Zong Lan put all his thoughts back together and explained: "The city defense plans revealed by this person are just trivial matters, but this Emperor Flame Burning Spirit Art is not trivial. If the man from Lieyan Mountain knew about it, even if the hero Kui is his own son, and I will kill him with all my strength! This Xiong Kui has no other way to survive except to go to Tianshan with us.
"When he spoke, even he didn't notice it. There was a bit more respect in his tone, just like when Zong Weiran was still alive.
"So for a guy like this, it doesn't matter even if you let him slip away!"
Zong Shou smiled, flicked Chuxue's eyebrows with his fingers, and then asked casually: "By the way! Uncle Lan has been to the Sea of Sinking Clouds, so do you know whether my father is alive or dead? What's the situation there?"
Zong Lan paused suddenly, feeling ashamed and resentful. After a long while, he suddenly clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said: "Zong Lan is incompetent. He has been sinking in the sea of clouds for several months, and he doesn't know whether you are good or bad. He only knows that there are several heavenly martial sects waiting nearby. Zong Lan also sneaked in, but he was forced to retreat just as he reached the outside."
After a slight hesitation, Zong Lan lifted the sleeve of his left arm again. Shockingly, less than half of the muscles in the entire arm had rotted away. It was already healing, but the purple color and the thick blood were still shocking to look at. Zong Lan also smiled bitterly and said: "This is just the outermost part, injured by a sixth-level blood scorpion. Rumor has it that not only are all kinds of poisons densely packed inside, but there are also countless seventh- and eighth-level spirit beasts living inside. In my estimation, Jun Most of the time, there will be bad luck and bad luck."
Zong Shou frowned at first, then regained his composure. This Zong Lan has really reached the sea of sinking clouds, and it is far more than just searching in the periphery.
He can be said to be die-hard loyal to Zong Weiran. However, at this time, this person left Zong Weiran's 20,000 personal troops alone and instead commanded the 1,000 black fox cavalry to sink into the sea of clouds. This shows that he is not a unique talent. This is what I mean by someone who can only be a general but not a commander.
If it weren't for the prince Zong Weiran left behind, who was infiltrated and won over by others, Zong Shou in his previous life might still have some life left.
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In this Ruo Strait, Zong Shou only allowed his knights, who had grown to five thousand, to rest for a night before setting off again.
However, unlike when they arrived a day ago, almost all of the Xuanshan armored cavalry were in high morale and high spirits. Occasionally when he saw Zong Shou's carriage, his eyes became much gentler, and there was still a hint of respect.
It was not because of yesterday's great victory, but because Zong Shou ordered people to collect the bones of those who died in the battle all night long, personally sacrificed and buried them, and ordered people to cut stones and carve steles as records. A bow in front of the stone tablet almost eliminated most of their grievances.
As for the remaining people, they will also be rewarded with beast crystal spirit stones. Not only is it fair, but it’s also surprisingly generous. Everyone who participated in the charge was equipped with a heavy bag of beast crystals and looted pills. Even at the back, those who guard the car formation will be rewarded equally well. Especially for those who died in war, their families could have food and clothing for several generations.
Even the thousand black fox cavalry received a lot of rewards for killing dozens of spiritual masters and eight thousand elite soldiers.
Although their prince could not practice martial arts or spiritual arts, he was at least generous enough and knew how to be considerate of the soldiers.
Little did he know that Zong Shou was staring at his money bag in a daze at this moment. It wasn't until the cloud-turning car left the Ruo Channel that he sighed softly and looked away.
In fact, compared to those Yuan Mie Chaos Spirit Talisman, those small pension rewards are not too much. Although it was heartbreaking, it wasn't worth it.
What Zong Shou is really worried about at this moment is the future.
At that time, all the heroes came together, and there were battles in Yunlu and Ping in the east almost every year. There are constant conflicts among various sects in various cities. If this kind of bleeding and consumption happens every time, how could this happen