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Chapter 780 Arsenal(1/2)

Just as Fang Yuan closed the six consciousnesses, saw himself, and activated the Six Poles War Warriors.

In his dantian, the sea of ​​source power was boiling, and a talisman inside seemed to be sensing, and he wanted to make waves.

Of course, with the source power blockade, as long as Fang Yuan doesn't want to, the seed of the talisman will still not be able to lift up anything.

‘This feeling is a bit weird.’

Fang Yuan's expression moved and he let go of his restraints.

Boom!

The black runes flashed with light, and they did not come in and out for the first time, spitting out a breath.

This breath quickly circulates in Fang Yuan's body, passing through the five levels, breaking through the six orifices, circulating a small circle, and finally lurking in the dantian and turning into a slightly transparent true qi.

"This is the first small realm of the Six-Spirit True Qi, the Six-Spirit War Imperial Arts, that's it?"

Fang Yuan was a little surprised and looked at his attribute bar again:

"Name: Fang Yuan (Nangong Wuhong)

Essence: 0.7

Qi: 1.0

God: 0.5

Cultivation: Not up to the level

Skill: Six Poles of War Skill

Specialties: Implantation [Level 6] (Maximum), Fire Eyes [Level 3], Source Power Body”

"Since it appears in the skill column, it means you can use proficiency to improve..."

Fang Yuan couldn't help but remain silent as he watched this scene.

The fundamental reason for the Six-Pole Imperial Soldiers is to control the soldiers!

After practicing the Six-Pole True Qi, the true Qi of the Xuan-Primary and Yellow-Primary True Qi can only be bullied by the Xuan-Primary True Qi, and it is also a waste of resources.

Its real purpose is to warm up the magic weapon.

"And... the weapon at the beginning has a higher grade, the better, and the more compatible it is with the host, the better... Only in this way can we form a virtuous cycle of popularity and military energy nourish people, and finally accept the energy of divine weapons to feed back, and the cultivation progress is a thousand miles a day!"

The Six Poles Imperial Soldiers have three realms.

The first level is the six poles realm, which condenses the six poles true energy and then finds the right divine weapon.

In fact, how difficult is it to find a magic weapon that is truly connected to each other? Some warriors are even stuck on the threshold for their entire lives.

As for the second level, it is to control the military realm, cultivate the energy of the six poles, and then nurture spiritual weapons, which can even improve the level of spiritual weapons.

The last level is the realm of feeding back. It leads the energy of spiritual weapons into the body, breaks through the pass and sprints, and cultivates martial arts for a thousand miles a day.

"In the second stage, the weapon can be used to fight the enemy, like an arm to use fingers, and the third level is to operate as wishful thinking, or even protect the master on its own..."

Fang Yuan touched his chin: "It seems... I need a magic weapon first. Could it be that I will go to the arsenal tomorrow?"

"Wait a minute... Why is the aura that helped me condense the six poles of the air just now, similar to the divine weapons feeding back? It's also slightest... What does all this have to do with the talisman?"

Even though his martial arts gradually improved, Fang Yuan still felt that he still had many doubts.

...

The second day.

In the dim morning light, Fang Yuan got up early to wash up, making the close maids and servants who were familiar with him seem to have seen a ghost.

'As soon as a playboy changes, I personally think it is wrong... But there is no saying that the soul takes over the body in this world. I am familiar with all the memories of that playboy, and I am not afraid of no matter how I check it...'

Thinking about it silently, Fang Yuan came to the arsenal of Shenbing Villa.

Although according to the rules, sons should pay tribute every day, Nangong Wentian is really doting on the playboys, and these etiquettes are all trivial matters, so there is no need to pay attention to them.

"If you choose a spiritual weapon, the higher the grade, the better. The more you take advantage of it at the beginning, the better... In fact, according to the instructions in the Imperial Soldiers, some warriors searched all over the world, but still couldn't find a suitable spiritual weapon. In the end, they could only find materials to cast a handful of them... This is lucky, and the more unlucky one can only end up in depression for the rest of their lives."

As the young master, he was called Kaigu, and Fang Yuan went straight to the Tibetan Bing Pavilion.

This attic is shining with cold light, and it is full of all kinds of spiritual weapons and weapons.

Among them, there are swords and other weapons, and there are also many guns and shields, as well as meteor hammers, mandarin duck crutches and other strange weapons.

Fang Yuan walked in it and picked up a long sword at will.

The sword is about three feet long and has a simple sheath. There is a bunch of red tassels tied at the end of the hilt. With a slight press, a foot of green edge pops up, shining brightly, which is definitely a piece of iron-cutting like mud.

"no!"

He looked at it, and his face suddenly showed disappointment, and he looked at the next one.

After a while, Fang Yuan came out of the Weapon Pavilion with a gloomy face: "Nothing in the huge Weapon Pavilion meets the requirements... Originally, I only thought the difficulty in the secret book was exaggerated, but now it seems that I underestimated this technique..."

"There is no suitable spiritual soldiers in Hyogo, but it is a problem. Do you have to buy them from outside or even cast them yourself?"

How difficult is it to find a spiritual soldier who is in harmony with his master's will?

But if you cast it yourself, you will be more confident.

Fang Yuan was a little difficult to make a choice for a moment, and suddenly, a red dress rushed in front of him: "Brother!"

The visitor was a woman in red dress with sword eyebrows on her temples and was full of heroic spirit. At this time, she even hugged Fang Yuan in her arms: "What's going on in the past two days? Don't lie to me!"

"How dare I lie to my third sister?"

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly and touched his nose.

Nangong Wentian has three daughters and one son, among which the eldest daughter Nangong Qing and the second daughter Nangong Xiu are all married and married to the young Junyan from other counties. Only the third sister Nangong Fu Zhi is named Ji Zhong, and she has the best relationship with Nangong Wuwang, the younger brother.

"Is it true?"

Nangong Fu hung a red whip on his waist. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He has also become famous in several nearby counties. He has reached the seventh rank of martial arts and is a famous chivalrous woman. At this time, he looked suspicious: "Which day did you sleep until the sun is up and up? Moreover, he felt a headache when he saw martial arts. He stayed in the martial arts pavilion for a day yesterday and ran to the warehouse again today. This is absolutely abnormal!"

"I'm tired of playing and don't want to continue playing anymore. It's that simple!"

Fang Yuan shrugged: "I don't want to be a playboy again, so I just want to search in the arsenal to see if there is any way to bypass the body of all leakage!"

"Brother..."

Nangong Fu's eyes were red: "It's not too much to learn martial arts, it's not too much. He has his father and sister!"

She only has two sisters on her. Since this younger brother was born, he has been treated as a traitor in his heart. Even the two married sisters often write letters to ask about the situation.

‘If there was a solution in the arsenal, how could it be until now…’

Nangong Fu rubbed his brother's head comfortably, but there was a hint of helplessness in his heart.

"By the way, my third sister is here to comfort me?"

Fang Yuan gently escaped from the claw of the female devil, but his expression and tone were exactly the same as the previous playboy.

Nangong Fu suddenly relaxed, and felt that the little sense of alienation disappeared quickly, and even she was a little surprised: "...Dad is waiting for you in the study!"

...

Nangong Wentian looked middle-aged, with a jade-like face, slightly white temples, and handsome facial features. He must have been a rare beauty when he was young.

At this time, when you saw Fang Yuan, you could not see the expression of happiness and anger on your face: "You went to the arsenal yesterday and read a lot of books?"

He is the owner of the entire Shenbing Villa. What Fang Yuan did yesterday? Naturally, he reported it in detail.

"Yes, I also turned over the Liuji Imperial Soldiers!"

Fang Yuan said calmly: "I want to practice martial arts!"

"Practice martial arts...forget it...you can do whatever you want!"

Nangong Wentian seemed helpless: "I'll find you a few good masters... Another thing is that in a month, your eldest sister, brother-in-law, second sister, and second brother-in-law will come back to visit your relatives."

"Big sister and second sister?"

Fang Yuan couldn't help but smile.

This is a natural reaction of this body. After all, those two women were very doting on the former playboy.

After he left, Nangong Wentian fell into deep thoughts, and his eyes seemed to be a little gloomy: "Looking at the hopeless state, his spirit is full of energy, and his Dantian seems to be hidden dragons in the abyss. He chose the Six-Pole War Warfare Skill. Could this be the will of heaven?"

"As for the change of personality, it is normal... Influenced by the magical weapons and demon soldiers, any warrior will change a little..."

The owner of the Divine Soldier Villa has a deep eyes and I don’t know what I am thinking.

...

This day is destined to be uneasy.

Outside the Shenbing Villa, in the dense forest.

A man in gray robe appeared, and his figure fell along with the branches, as if he was as light as a feather.

He stared at the villa silently and waited for no reason.

Huh!

A figure rushed over like a big roc and landed in front of the man in gray: "Is it you the contact person this time? Do you still understand the rules?"
To be continued...
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