King of Gods

"Zhao Feng! What is your problem, it has nothing to do with practice. Masters are geniuses everywhere, naturally they are love talents. Do you think that the Master has any attempt?"

Nangong sails with anger and stunned.

Zhao Feng’s problem also caused Bei Mo, the wind and the brow, to wrinkle.

Indeed, the questions raised by Zhao Feng are somewhat weird. Although they are not difficult to question, they have at least nothing to do with martial arts practice.

Zhao Feng also immediately realized that this issue is somewhat suspected of running the problem.

"For the first time, someone raised this question with Ben."

Hiroyuki Hou recovered as usual, faintly glanced at Zhao Feng.

With his height and quantity, naturally he will not be annoyed by this matter, otherwise he will not be able to reach the height of the present.

Master is really magnanimous.

Nan Gongfan and others were a little relieved, and Guanghou Hou did not blame it as expected.

As Zhao Feng said, several geniuses in the temple also generated some interest.

Nangongfan, Fengqiyue and other geniuses are all intelligent and talented people. Guanghaohou collects geniuses everywhere and cultivates the genius of young talents. It is impossible to be a pure love talent and should have its purpose.

Hirose Hou slowly rises, standing with his hands on it, gently sighing, his eyes drifting away, and the inside is deep and innocent, as if there is a world of heaven and earth, experiencing a story that is not cognizant.

His thoughts drifted farther and farther into the time and space of the past years.

Zhao Feng’s left eye clearly captures the emotional changes that are often undetectable in the eyes of Guang Yu Hou.

In that light sigh, Zhao Feng caught a complex look from his eyes, such as gloom, helplessness, remorse, tenacity, and embarrassment.

As if at that moment of sigh, Hirose has experienced a four-year cycle of life.

"In these years, Ben has been searching for and cultivating juvenile genius. All of this is just a ‘willingness.’ It is a ‘willingness that I can’t do it myself, but only the geniuses of the younger generation.”

Guanghao Hou sighed and sighed, and immediately gaze over several geniuses in the hall, especially when it fell to the face of North ink, revealing a hope of hope.

A wish?

A wish that even Guanghou Hou can't complete?

A few talented teenagers in the hall looked at each other and looked at each other with no name.

A few geniuses, including North ink, have a strong curiosity.

It should be noted that Hirose Hou has already stood at the peak of the force and power of Xiangyun State. In this country, there are only a handful of giant figures who can stand on his side.

Even in the eyes of some people, Guang Yu Hou is already an invincible myth in Xiang Yunguo.

Such a giant figure, even what he can't do, who else can complete?

"What is the wish of Hiroaki?"

Zhao Feng is more curious in his heart, he does not even believe that there is something the other party can't do in this world.

He estimated that most of the Guanghou Hou is the strongest in the martial arts sacred place; beyond the master of martial arts, he can be called the "master of the martial arts."

Therefore, this is equivalent to the wish of a "sacred master".

"You should go back first."

Hiroyuki sighed and waved his hand and sat back on the futon, but only left his pro-disciple, Bei Mo.

“The teacher is assured that the disciples will work hard to help you achieve your wish.”

North ink looks respectful.

"You have this heart, the teacher is satisfied. From today, the teacher will teach you some school..."

Hirose Hou smiled and smiled.

Today, in the Lingwu Hall, there are ten geniuses who participated in the qualification test.

Undoubtedly, the qualifications of Feng Yuyue and others have surpassed the common people and are worthy of the name of genius.

However, compared to the pro-disciplinary disciple North Mok, their qualifications are insignificant.

......

Outside the Lingwu Temple.

Several pro-disciples of Guanghou Hou walked out of the hall together.

"Zhao Shidi, your courage is not small, just raised such a problem just now? You have to understand that some masters of martial arts and martial arts, in front of the masters, must be trembled and flattered."

Nan Gongfan reprimanded the younger brother's tone with a brother.

Indeed, he entered the division earlier than Zhao Feng, regardless of his qualifications, he was better than Zhao Feng.

"There are people who have a hard work."

Zhao Feng is not salty and not light.

He has just become a registered disciple of Hiroaki, although he does not want to offend Nan Gongfan, but he will never be obedient.

Zhao Feng’s performance made Nan Gongfan feel a bit uncomfortable, but it was not good on the spot, but he had to remember it.

It was Zhao Yufei, who was clever and clever, and smiled. From Nangongfan, I heard a lot of news.

Nangong Fandao: "I remind you, Beimo's younger brother, the qualifications are amazing and superb, the most respected by the teacher. He seems to be old-fashioned. In fact, he is very proud and can not allow others to beat himself anywhere, so you I rarely compete with him on weekdays."

Listening to him saying this, Zhao Feng feels a little bit.

On that day, in the Tianwei camp, he was better than Bei Mo in memory. The other party was obviously unhappy.

"I would like to ask Nangong brothers, how strong is the qualification of Bei Mo, so that the teacher respects it so much and accepts it as a pro-disciple?"

There is something wrong with the temperament of the wind.

With the strength of the first genius of his Tianwei camp, he was not qualified to become a pro-disciple of Hiroaki.

The windy month is also a generation of high-spirited people. He can't do things that he can't do. He doesn't believe that someone in the same generation can surpass himself.

"Oh, if you see the test performance of Beimo’s younger brother, you will not have such a statement."

Nan Gongfan’s laughter, with a little ridicule, is still a bit weak.

“How many rounds did the Beimo brother’s test at that time?”

Zhao Yufei asked curiously.

A few of them can become the registered disciples of Hiroaki, and there are basically five or so test performances.

"At the time, my test results were five and a half laps..."

Nangongfan’s face showed a trace of memories, and his heart seemed to return to the moment when he entered the Lingwu Temple with Bei Mo three years ago.

"Five laps and a half? This has already surpassed us."

The wind and the moon were amazed and moved, and the imbalance in my heart suddenly turned into nothing.

Zhao Feng is also slightly different, Nangongfan's qualifications are indeed better than the ten-day Wei teenager, even the wind and the moon are slightly inferior.

"However, compared with the teacher of Beimo, my test performance is negligible. Beimo's younger brother, the test results at that time... almost eight and a half!"

Nan Gongfan took a deep breath, his eyes were deeply weak and unwilling, and there was a trace of embarrassment that was difficult to conceal.

Eight and a half!

Feng Yuyue and Zhao Yufei could not help but be stunned.

Zhao Feng’s heart was slightly shocked, eight and a half times. This is an unimaginable qualification talent, which is a metamorphosis.

It is no wonder that Bei Mo can become a pro-disciple of Guang Yuhou and has received such attention.

At this moment, a few geniuses were present and truly realized the gap with North Mexico.

Leaving Lingwu Hall, Zhao Feng, Feng Yuyue, Zhao Yufei three, returned to Tianweiying.

From that day on, they will leave Tianweiying and settle in Guangling Prefecture as the disciple of Hirose.

"Congratulations to the two, become a disciple of Hiroki Hou, and fly in the future, don't forget me Huang."

Huang Qi’s face is envious, and there is some sour taste in his tone.

At this moment, Huang Qi couldn't help but sigh. When I first met Zhao Feng, I didn't see them in my eyes.

But now, the fate has been driven by time and again.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, who have surpassed themselves, succeeded in worshiping the Houhu Hou, beyond his level.

After rectifying in the Tianwei camp, Zhao Feng and two went to say goodbye to the Mu Nei youth.

"The two younger brothers and sisters, we will be in the same position in the future, and there is any need to find me."

The wooden youth smiled slightly.

"Dare to ask the name of the brother?"

Zhao Feng has not yet known the name of the young man.

"As a broad-based defender, there is only one codename "three guards" left. This is my name. You can call me a three-guard brother."

The youth of Muna is as mysterious as ever.

Zhao Feng and the two were slightly wrong, and they got up and said goodbye to the young man.

To become a disciple of Hirose, the treatment that I have enjoyed since then will far exceed most people in Guangling.

Just on the day.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, respectively, stayed in an independent courtyard building in Guangling Prefecture, bidding farewell to the dilapidated tents and wooden houses in Tianweiying.

Zhao Feng stayed in the courtyard of the courtyard, there are two guards at the door, they are all at the level of the military.

"See Shao Shaoye!"

The two guards were in the body.

"See the host."

The servants of Zhao Feng’s name are actually seven or eight, one by one.

In the courtyard, there is a small garden, the fragrance is bursting, and the pavilion has three floors, luxurious and noble.

"This kind of treatment is more than the Zhao elders."

Zhao Feng secretly screams.

Six months ago, he was still a martial artist. Have you ever thought that the strongman of the military level is actually his own guard?

As a disciple of Hirose, he has two or three thousand yuan of money every month, and he can enjoy some cultivation resources for free, such as some common natural treasures, medicinal herbs, quenched powders, and so on.

Living in a new hospital, Zhao Feng took a shower at night and began to practice.

Among them, "Give the temperament" is an essential homework for him every night.

Running a few 趟 "Guiyuan qi", Zhao Feng's focus, and placed on the "silver wall 诀".

"Silver Wall" is his only sacred martial art, which greatly enhances his strength.

Zhao Feng recalled the words that Guangyu Hou said during the day: "...The purpose of martial arts is to strengthen flesh and blood, bones and muscles. The real role of martial arts is not to kill the enemy, but to strengthen itself. On, many warriors have gone astray."

It is not difficult to see that Wudao Jiuzhong really pays attention to the body and the foundation.

This made Zhao Feng decide to make the "silver niches" successful.

Once the "Silver Wall" breaks through the tenth floor, the body can be taken into the holy world, and there is no need to worry about the impact of the martyrdom.

In the next few days, Zhao Feng devoted himself to the practice of "The Silver Dick", supplemented by "Guiyuan Qi", and other martial arts, such as "Point Star" and "Smoke Wave without Step", etc., all as secondary.

However, "Silver Wall" is ultimately a sacred martial art. After Zhao Feng broke through six, the progress became very slow.

Moreover, the martial arts of the refining class requires the most time and hard cultivation, which is difficult to take, and requires one step at a time.

"The refining-like work method, with the help of Tiancaibao, and the foreign objects of the quenching liquid, can speed up the cultivation."

Zhao Feng thought for a turn.

He couldn't help clearing his belongings and found that there were actually three or four hundred thousand two tickets in his pocket.

Ok? so much.

Zhao Feng was a little stunned and immediately understood that these silvers were all obtained in the middle of the day. Among them, the smashing of the seven-legged bandit leader, they received two or three hundred and twenty-two silver tickets.