Fortune Teller

Peng!

Mr. Xie was seriously injured and defeated.

Lan Chonghe stood on the top of the cantilevered beam, holding the broken sword, looking at the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

After three consecutive fights, the opponents were all the most powerful figures in Ao State. Lan Chonghe won three consecutive games, which not only shocked the tens of thousands of warriors at the foot of the mountain, but also made the entire Ao State tremble.

In just half a year, he went from an ordinary ninth-level warrior to a tenth-level warrior, and he repeatedly fought against the national protector general Shi Luo, the old master of Blackwater Castle, and the master of the Twelve Green Forest States. This record is enough to be proud of the world.

While the warriors at the foot of the mountain were amazed, they tried their best to practice Tujuan martial arts, hoping to become Lan Chonghe's disciple and become his disciple.

An old man and a young man were among them, especially the young man, who was extremely talented and perceptive. He learned all thirty-six moves in one day, and all he needed was application and variation.

Of course, the martial arts passed down by Lan Chonghe only have moves and no corresponding methods for using Qi. It is much simpler to practice and much weaker in power.

"It seems that in the past six months, I have made greater progress than I imagined," Lan Chonghe stood on the top of the mountain, filled with emotion. "I thought it was just my Qi and martial arts that had improved, but I didn't expect that my physical recovery would also improve. A lot."

"We fought three games in a row. In the past, I would have been exhausted and seriously injured and lost. But now, not only does it retain 70% of its combat power, but its breath is long and there is no sign of fatigue."

At this moment, Lan Chonghe's gratitude and admiration for Gu Xiuyun became even deeper.

The seemingly simple Zi Zi Xiao Yao Sutra can actually transform oneself to such an extent, which shows that this sutra is far from being as simple as it appears.

"At the beginning of human beings, their natures are good, their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart..."

Lan Chonghe sat cross-legged and began to recite in a low voice.

…

The Imperial City of Ao State.

In the Qinzheng Hall, the head of the Ao Kingdom, white-haired, looked at the Protector General Shi Luo in shock.

"The Shi Qing family has been so injured. Could it be that Lan Chonghe has reached the peak of the acquired world?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Lan Chonghe's martial arts cultivation is only at the early stage of the tenth level, but his martial arts is extremely powerful, even I can't fight against it," Shi Luo bowed and said, "Lan Chonghe has been fighting all year round and has suffered a lot of hidden injuries in his body. It stands to reason that it is impossible to reach the tenth level so quickly. Gu Ximing must have some precious demon flesh and blood in his hands to help him advance to the next level. "

The eldest prince Ao Jing stood aside, his face full of unwillingness.

Those monster flesh and blood should be his!

"No, it's not that simple."

A figure came from the side hall.

The moment he saw the figure, Shi Luo quickly bowed and knelt down. The eldest prince Ao Jing also knelt down without hesitation. Even the leader of Ao Kingdom stood up and stepped forward to greet him.

"Why are you here today, Lord Ning?" The leader of Ao Kingdom showed a humble smile.

When dealing with others, he can show the arrogance of a country's leader, but when dealing with Ning Jun, even if he is the leader of a country, he must lower his head.

What is a king? The king of a country is supreme.

Ning Jun is the real pillar of Ao country. As long as he is alive, Ao country will not collapse. With Ning Jun's authority, even the leader of the country can be replaced with just one order.

"I happened to be out of seclusion and heard the palace guards describing this matter, so I came over to take a look."

Ning Jun glanced at everyone, "The hidden wounds in Lan Chonghe's body are far more serious than you think. In addition to the scars left by the battles, the Qimen point was also calculated by Jin Sanjian. With the innate true energy burned, it is impossible for him to break through to the ninth level. bottleneck."

"Besides, Lan Chonghe is not a martial arts idiot. For someone like him, even without hidden injuries, it is impossible for him to break through within half a year."

"What do Ning Jun mean?" Shi Luo's eyes trembled slightly.

"Gu Ximing is far more terrifying than you think," Ning Jun said softly, "Even if this person cannot be brought under your command, he cannot become an enemy. Lord, please issue a new edict and make Gu Ximing the Duke of the Town of Gaoqiu City. All within a radius of fifty miles is his fiefdom.”

"Fiefdom?" The eldest prince couldn't help but exclaimed.

Gaoqiu City is so prosperous, with a radius of fifty miles, occupying a large area of ​​town, all of which are used as fiefdoms, which is also a big loss for Ao State.

"I don't want to let the child catch the wolf. Gaoqiu City is the fortress in the north. With Care of Life in charge, at least we can sit back and relax." Ning Jun said softly.

His opponent is the Iron Lord of the Black Iron Kingdom. The Black Iron Kingdom is ready to make a move. If he can find a few more allies, it will be much easier to deal with him in the future.

…

Xuanliang Mountain.

Three days finally passed.

Under the guidance of the governor's sergeant, tens of thousands of warriors were divided into three hundred teams, with forty people in each team. They climbed onto the high platform together to compete in martial arts.

According to the rules, the selection of disciples does not look at age or the strength of Qi, but only based on the changes in moves. Therefore, the warriors on the stage can only use their physical strength, and each one moves very slowly. Lan Chonghe sits on the top of the mountain, staring at A high platform from which to select suitable disciples.

This selection lasted for a full day and night.

In the end, Lan Chonghe selected ninety-six warriors with excellent qualifications from tens of thousands of warriors, among whom a total of eight were the most outstanding.

Young man Fu'er was also among the ninety-six.

…

In Gaoqiu City, the front yard of Du Zhiqiu's mansion.

Ninety-six people bowed and knelt down, showing respect.

In front of them, Lan Chonghe clasped his hands behind his back and glanced at everyone like a sword, "You are both talented and have good understanding. Please join my sect as a registered disciple."

"Disciple pays homage to his mentor."

Ninety-six people shouted in unison.

Lan Chonghe nodded with satisfaction, "You guys will live in the south of the city for the time being. I bought a house there, which is more than enough to accommodate ninety-six people. As for teaching martial arts, I have to ask my mentor first before I can make a decision."

"Disciple, obey."

Ninety-six warriors left Du Mansion under the leadership of their servants. Lan Chonghe breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked to the east courtyard.

After more than half a month, the straw shed erected in the east courtyard was damaged by rain, and no one repaired it.

As soon as they walked outside the courtyard, the wooden door opened, and a six-year-old girl said timidly: "Uncle Lan, Mr. Gu wants you to go in to see him."

"Into the courtyard?"

Lan Chonghe's eyes lit up and he confirmed again.

"yes!"

The girl nodded her head.

Lan Chonghe felt a sense of expectation in his heart. Since becoming Gu Xiuyun's sect, he had never entered the east chamber courtyard. To Du Lingyu, the courtyard was just the courtyard, there was nothing special about it.

But for Lan Chonghe, this meant Gu Xiuyun's approval.

Bang!

The wooden door was pushed open, and Lan Chonghe entered the courtyard with anticipation and a bit of apprehension.

Gu Xiuyun stood alone by the pond, his eyes far and deep.

"Disciple pays homage to his mentor."

Lan Chonghe bowed and knelt down.

"You did a good job in this matter," Gu Xiuyun said softly, "Two days ago, the Lord of Ao State sent an edict that the entire fifty-mile radius of Gaoqiu City will be my fiefdom. From today on, this fiefdom will be under your control."

"Teacher, what should we do with those disciples?" Lan Chonghe asked.

Without Gu Xiuyun's permission, he did not dare to teach the Sutra of Freedom and Freedom and the Unknown Kung Fu.

"They are your disciples. You decide how you want to teach them." Gu Xiuyun turned around and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. "You can continue to live outside the courtyard, but those disciples can only have a maximum of ten people per day. Noisy.”

"Disciple, I obey." Lan Chonghe bowed and saluted.

"Go!"

Gu Xiuyun waved his hand.