"Forehead."

"You haven't noticed anything after looking at it for more than twenty days? It seems like your qualifications are a bit average."

"It's average."

"But it's okay." Dong Changfeng said: "I've been looking at it for more than two hundred years... and I can't see anything."

Fang Che was confused.

Are you always looking for something to talk about? How lonely are you?

But Fang Che suddenly remembered that since Golden Snake Spear was injured, he had devoted himself to living in seclusion and blending into the world. He lived like an old man every day, wandering alone in the world of mortals.

Just when it was about to be completed, Bei Mingxin came.

He went to war angrily, interrupting his experience in the world of mortals.

Nowadays, he has not yet completed his training in the world of mortals. Apart from his earth-shattering cultivation, his mentality is no different from that of ordinary old people.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little sour in my heart.

Watching this once all-powerful old man become like this.

He fought fiercely for this world all his life, and did not hesitate to face Duan Xiyang in an absolutely weak situation. After being severely injured, he had no choice but to choose to go into seclusion, experience the world of mortals, and spend his years in the world of mortals to seek a nirvana and rebirth.

But just when he was about to finish, a powerful enemy appeared.

He could have pretended not to know and calmly completed his nirvana.

But he would rather destroy the hundreds of years of training in the world of mortals and choose to go to war.

As a result, I lost the possibility of further advancement.

He could even touch the vicissitudes of Dong Changfeng's heart and feel the aura of twilight in Dong Changfeng's body.

He said in a gentle tone: "Senior Dong, even if he has no gains or insights, is still much better than us younger generations."

Dong Changfeng did not accept his kindness and insisted: "Since you are here to see it, you must have felt the intention of the gun. Please use the gun all the way and let me see."

But he had the idea of ​​passing on the fire.

Over the years, every time he came here to gain enlightenment and met young people who came to gain enlightenment, he would give some advice.

I just hope that these young people I mentor can understand something and grow up in the future.

Now that I met Fang Che, I had the same thought.

The mood is desolate.

I have no hope of returning to the top in this life, but... I have to do something for future generations.

Fang Che's heart moved: Use a gun all the way?

So, do those techniques of mine... have any effect on Mr. Dong?

So he felt ashamed and said: "This junior only understands various basic standards of how to draw a gun perfectly, but does not have a complete inheritance of marksmanship, and... he does not have a gun in his hand."

Dong Changfeng blew his beard and said: "Basic standards are perfect for shooting? This kid is boasting. Since ancient times, marksmanship has been passed down to thousands of sects and countless aristocratic families. Who dares to claim that the basic standards are perfect?"

Fang Che originally wanted to perform. It would be best if he could give this Golden Snake Spear some inspiration.

But he was not sure whether the gun style of Wuliang Sutra would be effective against such masters. So he didn't say enough.

Now Dong Changfeng was agitated.

Fang Che immediately blushed and said, "Senior Dong, what you said is wrong. My shooting style is absolutely standard and perfect. It's a pity that there are no guns here."

Dong Changfeng chuckled, and with a bang, the golden snake spear pierced the rock three feet in front of Fang Che.

Stone chips were flying.

"Use my spear!"

Dong Changfeng said: "You can practice marksmanship with a stick. The excuse of not having a gun is too ridiculous. Since you said you don't have a gun, then use my spear."

Fang Che looked at the golden snake spear inserted into the rock, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

This is reinforced mountain rock.

Moreover, it is a stone that has been reinforced by every gunman who has come here for thousands of years.

The golden snake spear can be inserted into it, but it cannot be pulled out.

Dong Changfeng naturally knew this, with a narrow smile in his eyes, but his voice became serious.

He said softly: "If you have a gun in your heart, everything can become a gun. Even if there is nothing in your hand, you can still shoot!"

"This is the gun!"

"The sword is the leader of all soldiers, the sword is the noblest of all soldiers, but the spear is the king of all soldiers!"

"With a gun in hand, thousands of armies can overcome difficulties! Even if there is the universe, the sun and the moon in front of you, if you take a shot, you will definitely penetrate it! This is a gun!"

"Fang Che, you have to remember that the spear is the weapon of the king. Do you know what a king is?"

"King is not the rank of a martial king as you think, nor is it the position of a human king as you think; a king is a kind of heart and a kind of power!"

"No matter who I am with, I am the king! This is the king!"

"Even if I am facing Xue Fuxiao and Duan Xiyang, I am still the king! The king will not bow his head, the king will not bend down, the king will not be cowardly, the king will only live a glorious life and die happily!"

"This is the king!"

"Even if you die, you are still the king!"

Dong Changfeng said a word and straightened his body.

He spoke very slowly, but very seriously. As he spoke, the awe-inspiring aura about him became stronger and stronger.

By the end, the mountains were standing still, and his eyes were like lightning.

Inviolable.

At this moment, the aura of "he is still the king even if he dies" in him is soaring to the sky.

Fang Che was shocked.

Dong Changfeng stamped his foot, and with a bang, the ground shook.

The golden snake spear flew out.

He waved his hand and the golden snake spear flew in front of Fang Che.

Dong Changfeng put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Practice and let me see your perfect spear style."

Fang Che caught the flying golden snake spear.

I just felt my hands sink.

This spear weighs more than 600 kilograms.

At the same time, there is a sense of struggle in the hand, and there is a faint feeling that a giant object is trying to break free from the hand. The divine object has a spirit, and it is unwilling to be controlled by someone other than the owner.

"Little snake, cooperate with him."

Dong Changfeng said in a deep voice.

As soon as he said this, the Golden Snake Spear suddenly became docile.

Fang Che suddenly wanted to give the elf a name.

"Let's get started."

Dong Changfeng put his hands behind his back, and the old man's twilight aura just now had completely disappeared, replaced by the peerless magnanimity of a great master.

"good!"

Fang Che took a step back with his left foot.

Three points are virtual and seven points are real.

Suddenly a powerful momentum spread out.

The right foot immediately moves back, slightly diagonally extending three inches outward.

Standing still, it was already Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, sharp and dark.

Dong Changfeng couldn't help but cheer: "Okay!"

Only an expert can see that this is exactly where the big gun was standing before it took action. The entire standing position was like a straight spear piercing the sky, standing still like an unshakable mountain.

But the tip of the gun is in hand, and it has already penetrated into the sky.

The gun intention circulates throughout the body, circulating back and forth.

No matter which direction you move, there will definitely be strong momentum flowing out in an instant.

Fang Che moved his right wrist, rolled the spear in his hand, leaned it to his side, and stood upright.

The next moment, Fang Che suddenly leaned forward, and the spear instantly turned into a swimming python, galloping out, pointing forward horizontally, moving forward indomitably.

A tragic momentum surged suddenly.

"What a mid-level gun!"
To be continued...