King of Gods

After Zhao Feng left the customs, he went to the teacher for the first time.

It happened that he got the news from his servant. In the first two days, the master had called to see himself and said that he would go out and go to the Lingwu Hall.

Lingwu Hall, in a study.

“How many years have the results of the test?”

In the eyes of Hirose, I look forward to it.

He has always regarded Zhao Feng as a heterogeneous spirit, a true talent, and a situation that is not stable.

“The lowest is a semi-spirit, up to six laps, medium spirit.”

Zhao Feng slightly concealed it.

"Medium spirit? This qualification is also considered to be in the middle of the Zongmen.

After listening to Guanghan Hou, it is not a lot of surprises, it is not lost, but it is reasonable.

After all, heterogeneous physique, more special, Zhao Feng's actual talent, should be stronger than the medium spirit, only strong.

After learning the "answer", Guanghou Hou repeatedly warned Zhao Feng that he must conceal the fact of "heterogeneous physique", which is regarded as a forerunner of the Beimei incident.

From the Zongmen assessment, there are still ten days.

Hiroyuki Hou came to Zhao Feng to come over, in addition to determining the talent of heterogeneous physique, there are two purposes.

The first purpose is to point out the shortcomings of Zhao Feng's cultivation.

Zhao Feng refused to let him do his own martial arts such as "Silver Wall", "Point Star", "Smoke Wave without Step", "Floating Lingdu" and so on.

During the exercise, he sometimes integrated into the "four winds" mood.

Guangyu Hou nodded frequently, occasionally proposing some small deficiencies and room for improvement.

For Zhao Feng’s martial arts drills, Guang Yu Hou was very satisfied and even more comfortable than Bei Mo.

All kinds of martial arts, Zhao Feng's cultivation is extremely skillful, and after being integrated into the "four winds", it is even more powerful.

Even if it is Guanghou Hou, there are no obvious flaws and deficiencies.

“Very good! Your ‘four-wind style’ has a wonderful artistic conception and should not be an ordinary ‘formal martial arts’.”

Hirose Hou appreciates laughter.

Vantage martial arts?

Zhao Feng has a slight glimpse.

Hiroki Hou explained: "The so-called common martial arts in the secular: basic, low-level, intermediate, advanced, grade, not influx, not into the product. The 'sacred martial arts' in the eyes of the world, in the Zongmen It is worthy of the product, which is called the genre. Legend has it that above the genre, there are legendary spirits, prefectures, and heavens."

In the world of Zongmen, the martial arts of sacred goods can only be inherited, called "the level."

The Zongmen world, the level of merit, is divided into mortal, spiritual, earth, and heaven.

Among them, the land and the sky, on the mainland, belong to the practice of loss.

Knowing this, Zhao Feng is more aware of his own smallness and the vastness of the Zongmen world.

"There are still ten days, the Zongmen assessment is about to begin, I want to explain to you the details and the way to survive."

Guangshou Hou Zhengran Road.

This is also the second purpose of Hiroyuki to find him.

Zhao Feng immediately heard and listened.

After all, Hirose Hou, who had stayed in Zongmen, was generally clear about some of the circumstances in Zongmen.

Guangyu Hou’s emphasis on “the way to survive”.

"After entering Zongmen, your first goal is to become an "inner disciple" as soon as possible. Because the foreign disciples are not valued and cultivated by the Zongmen, sometimes they die one or two foreign disciples, and the Zongmen high-level officials do not. Will be too much."

Hearing this, Zhao Feng’s heart was cold.

"Only become a disciple of the inner door and be nurtured and protected by the patriarch. At this time, even the 'cloud sea real person' can't easily move you."

Guangshou Hou’s eyes flashed with god.

The first goal: an inner disciple.

Zhao Feng deeply remembers that he can only have a foothold if he becomes an inner door disciple of Zongmenli.

"Of course, as an inner disciple, your performance is too prominent. The 'cloud sea real person' is a sectarian elder. It is not too difficult to try to fight you and secretly murder you. Therefore, your second goal is to be In Zongmenli, find a backer and get a shelter from a strong old-age strongman. At that time, Yunhai real people want to move you, it will be more difficult."

A wide smile appeared in the mouth of Guangqi Houzui.

The second goal: find a backer!

After entering the sect, two goals, Zhao Feng basically understood.

In particular, the first goal is the foundation of his foothold.

After all the questions were completed, Hirose Hou decided to give Zhao Feng some help in the cultivation resources.

"In the last wave of the beast, your actual combat power was concealed by the ‘one guard’ by 100 points. This time, the division will give you 300 points of combat, and the last ten days of cultivation, you should not slack off.”

Hirose Hou smiles.

300 points of military exploits, enough for Zhao Feng to do a lot of things.

These battles can be exchanged for many Lingdan medicinal herbs, and then exchanged for a bag of "Baojin quenching powder", no problem.

Zhao Feng Xin Xizhong, thank you for your dedication.

On that day, he flew to Bao Xuan Temple to exchange the treasures of the refining class.

As a result, he found that "Baojin quenched powder" has been exchanged, and even the last one he redeemed is the last pack.

Zhao Feng had no choice but to exchange some other Tiandi Dibao and Lingdan, which was also used for quenching.

After Zhao Feng’s redemption, the refining treasures in Bao Xuan’s hall were almost exchanged.

Go back.

Zhao Feng retreats, with the help of the 300-year-old Ling Dan treasures, assisted in the cultivation of "silver niches."

After six or seven days.

Zhao Feng’s "Silver Wall" gradually rose to the peak of the eighth floor.

At this time, his physical strength and defense reached a horrible level, without using the internal strength of the martial arts, alone with the physical strength and defense, it would be able to compete with the general nine strong.

"My current strength is not much different than the North ink before leaving."

Zhao Feng’s confidence has increased.

He is confident that in Guangling County, there should be few people who are their opponents. It can be said that under the holy world, it is difficult for opponents.

At this time, there are still three days left until the Zongmen assessment.

Hirose Hou finally summoned three disciples: Zhao Feng, Yang Qingshan, and Nan Gongfan.

Zhao Feng’s eyes swept Yang Qingshan and Nangongfan. In the past few days, the two men have not made significant progress, but the breath of the body has become more profound and fierce.

"Master, now is going to start?"

Nan Gongfan was surprised.

"Get off the train today!"

Guangshou Hou is very clever: "The Tianyue Mountain is a few thousand miles away from this place. Our time is not generous."

A few people heard the words, the mind is a glimpse.

From now on, four mentors and apprentices will perform soft martial arts and leave Guangling House.

At the speed of a few people, hurry in the daytime, rest in the evening for a few hours, one day can fly more than two thousand miles, much stronger than the average Maxima.

Late at night.

A group of three people came to a misty mountain group.

Teng! Teng! Teng!

Several people leap in the dangerous terrain of the cliff, often an abyss that jumps one or twenty meters, and is extremely thrilling.

Fortunately, a few people are light and martial arts are not bad, can be short-lived vain.

"Arrived!"

Hirose Houton lived in shape and looked forward to a majestic mountain covered by thick fog.

Under the moonlight, the majestic mountains and the strange cold light give people a sense of infinite oppression from the universe of heaven and earth.

This is the "Tianyue Mountain" in the mouth of Guangqiu Hou.

Zhao Feng three people looked at it and was shocked.

Around the Tianyue Mountain, there is a bottomless abyss, ranging from a few dozen feet to a few miles wide, which is daunting.

It is obviously impossible for the martial arts to be strong and strong. It is impossible to cross this abyss and enter the territory of the "Xiaoyuezong". Even if it is a strong person, it must be measured one or two.

"There is an entrance over there."

Hirose Hou took three disciples and walked forward.

Flying over a dozen miles, between the cliffs of the abyss, there is a sinuous bluestone, showing a "U" shape, from the cliff side, connecting the opposite "Tianyue Mountain."

At the entrance to the mountain road, there are some people in front, about a hundred people.

Most of the people in the crowd are young people under the age of 18, and their talents are extremely high. They are led by the elders and wait at the entrance of the mountain road.

"Hey! Hirose, are you here too?"

A flower-haired old man in the crowd saw Guanghou Hou and greeted him.

The flower is old, followed by three teenagers, two men and one woman.

Two of the teenagers, who have martial arts and seven repairs, and another flower skirt girl, fourteen and five years old, actually have martial arts and eight repairs.

"Oh, Cang Tie, don't come innocent."

Hirose Hou smiled and responded.

It turned out that this flower-haired old man is the "Cangtiehou" of the neighboring county town, and the status of Xiangyunguo is basically the same as that of Guangyuhou.

The two princes, formerly from Xiaoyuezong, are now in the world and know each other.

During the talks, the young geniuses behind the two "old people" looked at each other.

Obviously, the genius led by Hirose Hou, the overall strength, must be stable.

"This is my little granddaughter 'Liu Yueer.'"

Cang Tiehou introduced the girl in the flower skirt behind her.

Liu Yueer is only fourteen and five years old, similar to Zhao Feng, but has a martial arts eight-fold repair, the qualification is good.

At least in the same age, Nangongfan and Yang Qingshan will be compared to her.

At the entrance of the mountain road, there are nearly a hundred teenagers gathered together, and most of them are repaired in the martial arts seven or more. Even if there are some teenagers with less than seven martial arts, they are only 12 or three years old.

Looking at those twelve or three years old, they reached the genius of the six martial arts. Zhao Feng could not help but feel that when he was in Qingye Town and even the Zhao people, how humble and small, it was really a frog at the bottom of the well.

These young geniuses come from various forces and are recommended to "Xiaoyue Zong" through various channels.

Some are princes from the county town, such as a few men and women.

Some come from some big families, hidden families, and have a certain number of places.

There are also a few, from the royal family of Xiangyun State.

"Look, the Princess of Xiangyun Country, 'Yunxiang Dream'!"

Some teenagers in the crowd, whispered.

Zhao Feng's gaze looked at the young geniuses in the royal family. Among them, there was a young girl named Qian Qianmei, who was fifteen or six years old. Her temperament was elegant and noble, and she was quite refined.

The cultivation of Princess Yunxiang Dream reached the peak of the Eight Diagrams, which is equivalent to Yang Qingshan and Nangongfan.

In addition, there are some talented talents in the crowd.

However, Zhao Feng has not found a genius who can compete with Bei Mo.

Among the crowd, there is a genius of martial arts, but it is 17 or 18 years old, much larger than North ink.

“Guangyu Hou, which of the three is ‘Northern ink’?”

Cang Tie waiting to smile, looking at Zhao Feng three.

When I mentioned Bei Mo, the face of Guang Yu Hou was a little embarrassed, but there was no explanation. I briefly introduced Zhao Feng.

Cang Tiehou can see that among the three teenagers, Zhao Feng is the head.

His granddaughter "Liu Yueer" also looked at Zhao Feng with a little interest.

Zhao Feng’s age is similar to her, and the two are basically equal, which can be described as opponents.

However, Zhao Feng’s gaze was swept away, and there was no interest. For Liu Yueer, there was not much to look at.

In this scene, Liu Yueer’s eyebrows are a little unpleasant.