I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

Zhang Heng smiled slightly before repliing: "This is the first time we have met. It is said that the master Shenlong never sees the end, and even the academy has never seen many teachers. How can I be so lucky?"

The old man was even more curious: "In this case, how do you know who I am?"

Zhang Heng smiled faintly, but did not speak, as if I knew it.

"Tell me, who do you think I am, I will satisfy one of your requirements if I get the correct answer."

"If Zhang Heng didn't guess wrong, he should use his own power to refine three of the ten great soldiers of the empire, which will change the conversation between monsters and alien races. The Qingtuzi master sincerely admired by countless people of the dynasty and thousands of brave men. ."

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, the old man's spirit couldn't help. With a wave of his right hand, a transparent vitality cover instantly enveloped the two of them, completely isolating the entire Yongyitang from the space inside the vitality cover.

In this way, outsiders can neither see everything in the vitality hood nor hear the conversation between the two. When they walk here, under the guidance of the vitality hood, they will inadvertently avoid the scope of the vitality hood.

The old man drank his cup of hot tea in one sip, watching Zhang Heng and said, "Interesting and interesting, should you still be a freshman?"

"Unexpectedly, my identity has not been seen through by those old students, nor by the instructors of Yongyitang, I was actually seen through by you."

"Tell me, how do you see through my identity as an old man?"

Zhang Heng did not speak, but looked at Master Qingtuzi's right hand meaningfully.

Before coming to the academy, in order to infiltrate the Anxi Brave Academy smoothly, Zhang Heng had already learned in detail that, in addition to the ordinary fighting braves, there are auxiliary braves at the Anza Brave Academy.

The knuckles of the fighting brave are naturally raised because they hold Yuan soldiers in battle all the year round.

Only the hands of the brave are assisted. Because what they do all the year round is delicate and meticulous, and can not tolerate the slightest error. Therefore, they need to be like the old man, be different, always take care of them, and keep them extremely clean.

Just as doctors often have a hobby, this should also be regarded as a kind of occupational disease that assists brave men.

There are two types of auxiliary warriors, one is the casting warrior who is full-time refining the original soldiers, and the other is the alchemist warrior who is the core of refining pill.

This is the Yuan Soldier Trading Zone. According to common sense, there can be no alchemists and warriors appearing here without reason.

Then the old man on the other side can only be a casting brave.

According to the information obtained by Zhang Heng, there are currently only five casters in Anxi Academy. The most famous is the master Qingtuzi. Qingtuzi has four major disciples, and the oldest is only more than 40 years old.

Under the four major disciples, there are more than 1,000 assistant brave apprentices, and the oldest of these apprentices is less than twenty years old.

Obviously, the old man could not be the four major disciples under Master Qingtuzi's command, let alone one of the more than a thousand apprentices supporting the brave.

Isn't the final answer already obvious?

After being analyzed by Zhang Heng, Master Qing Tuzi suddenly felt that his body was full of loopholes!

"But why I am full of loopholes, but no other students notice my existence?"

"It's still the kid who is observant and meticulous!"

"It's an interesting little guy."

Raising his hand and sipping a sip of fragrant tea, he felt relaxed physically and mentally. When he saw Zhang Heng in front of him, Master Qingtuzi's face condensed, and he said quietly, "Yes, I am Qingtuzi."

Then he pointed to the youth teaching outside the vitality cover.

"I have a new original soldier, today is to see how everyone evaluates it?"

Then the eyes deep as the sea looked at Zhang Heng again.

"I said that if you guess my identity, you will satisfy your wish. Let me hear what you wish."

Zhang Heng also raised his hand and drank a cup of hot tea. He was not polite, and said directly: "In the previous two days of fighting, my Yuan soldier's spear was destroyed."

"I now have two high-grade yellow-level Yuanbing long swords in my hand, and I want to use them for a high-grade yellow-level long spear."

Originally, Zhang Heng had only planned to produce one long sword if it were to exchange for a high-grade yellow spear refined by someone else, but since he invited Master Qing Tuzi to take the shot, he felt that he would have taken advantage of the two.

Because in the legend, all the handwriting of Master Qingtuzi, no matter what grade, each has a wonderful and unique effect.

While speaking, Zhang Heng had already taken out two Huang-level high-grade Yuanbing long swords.

An ancient sword with pine pattern derived from an immoral person.

A red blood sword with a forked tip.

The two swords are now the highest rank soldiers in Zhang Heng's hands.

But as soon as he took it out, he saw Master Qing Tuzi only took a look, and he couldn't help frowning deeply.

It feels similar to the expression of the state banquet chef when he saw the Golden Arch KFC fast food in his previous life.

Zhang Heng only listened to Master Qing Tuzi whispering to himself: "Violence of the heavenly creatures! It is violent of the heavenly creatures! What a good material, I actually trained two such bad Yuan soldiers!"

"If you know this is practiced by one of my disciples, the old man must spank him!"

Then turning his head, Qing Tuzi's eyes as deep as the sea suddenly condensed, and once again fell on Zhang Heng.

In an instant, Qing Tuzi's eyes flashed, and Zhang Heng intuitively felt that at this instant, he had been completely seen through by the old man.

He thought it was just an illusion. Unexpectedly, the old man had already looked at him up and down, and said in amazement: "Not bad, not bad! It's a good talent!"

"Physique is inherently different from ordinary people! Dantian Qihai is extremely condensed!"

"At the pinnacle realm of the first rank of qi refining, the sea of ​​popularity is usually only slightly larger than your fist, and your sea of ​​qi has actually been larger than the sea bowl, and it is almost the size of a hat!"

"Well, you are strong and vigorous. You must be extremely powerful and quick to shoot. Let me think about which type of gun is most suitable for you today."

Master Qing Tuzi closed his eyes and crossed his knees, meditated for a moment, suddenly opened his eyes, and said with a smile: "Yes, I know of 980 types of Yuan soldier spears that are compatible with your talents and are most suitable for your current level. , It's the Overlord Spear."

"I want to come to the martial art you are now practicing, should it also be "Overlord Spear", right?"

Hearing Qing Tuzi's question, Zhang Heng nodded quickly, and then asked again: "Thank you, Master, for casting me, I don't know when I can get this Overlord Gun."

A new trial is about to begin, and if you can't get the Yuanbing Overlord Spear at the beginning of the trial, it will be a bit embarrassing.

The educated youth Tuzi immediately smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will help you refine it now, it will be done in a moment, and you will not be able to delay your trial."

Immediately, listening to Qing Tuzi's right hand pinching the tactics, he shouted the word "Illness" in his mouth!

A fist-sized transparent yuan balloon, already swishing, flew out of the sleeve of Qing Tuzi's right hand, and hung in the air in front of Zhang Heng and Qing Tuzi.

In the Yuan balloon, there was still a misty blue flame burning and dancing.

The flame seems to be spiritual, and it automatically condenses into the shape of a human-like villain. The head has facial features that resemble a human shape. The shoulders also have wings-like arms, and the legs are also faintly visible. At this time, the blue flame villain is curious. Looked around.

After a while, Facing Master Qingtuzi, the villain of the blue flame suddenly bowed and saluted, and said: "Disciple Du Songling, pay homage to Master."

Such an unfolding made Zhang Heng dumbfounded and amazed.

He originally thought that the flame villain was just a humanoid figure, a treasure of heaven and earth, who had absorbed the essence of the sun and moon for thousands of years, and gradually gained spirituality, which was not surprising.

But like this blue flame villain who claims to be juniper-aged, someone who can spit out people and seem to have produced extremely high wisdom, but it is rare.

Master Qing Tuzi seems to have been accustomed to it for a long time. Hearing the words of the blue flame villain Jun Songling, his complexion suddenly became soft, and the softness was mixed with deep compassion. Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

When I saw the blue flame villain shook his head and denied.

Master Qing Tuzi turned his head, facing Zhang Heng who was staring at the conversation between the two, and said: "Look at your expression, is there anything you want to ask?"

Zhang Heng nodded, fingered the blue flame villain in the yuan balloon, and said, "This...this...is the master and your apprentice?"

"Not bad." Master Qingtu nodded calmly.

"Then how many apprentices is he the master?"

"He is my first apprentice."

"Isn't the first disciple of Master Wan Elder the youngest member?"

"You also know Wan Laisheng? He is the first disciple I received at Anxi Brave Academy."

"So this... is the disciple you accepted before then."

"Not bad."

…

The blue flame villain who claims to be a juniper is curiously watching Master, and the teenager Zhang Heng sitting opposite him.

But Qing Tuzi and Zhang Heng suddenly fell into an inexplicable silence.

Zhang Heng spoke several times, but in the end he didn't utter a word.

"You want to ask me why I became like this?"

Du Songling, the blue flame villain, suddenly turned to Zhang Heng and asked easily and naturally.

Zhang Heng is indeed curious about this matter, but he feels that this matter may be too heavy and too secret. It is only the first time he and the two have met. He is probably not qualified to know this question.

"It's not a big deal either."

"Because I was young and vigorous, striving to be strong, and forcibly condensing the Netherfire of the Nine Abyss, but the Netherfire swallowed my flesh."

"If it weren't for Master to find out in time and merge my soul and underworld into one, I am afraid that I am already gone, where can I stand here and talk to you?"

After listening to Du Songling's words, Qing Tuzi couldn't help but sighed: "It was Master's fault. I didn't find out in time..."

"Don't blame the master. And isn't the master trying to refine the original soldiers for this little brother? Let's not let him wait for a long time."

Qing Tuzi's words were directly interrupted by Du Songling, knowing that the disciple was afraid of guilt and self-blame, and was not angry, so he even said two "good" words.

Then he drank another "Illness"!

The ball between the two suddenly rose a few feet. Then the Yuan balloon expanded slowly like a balloon, reaching the size of a watermelon before it stopped.

Suddenly, the juniper age in it became clearly visible.

Zhang Heng saw that Jun Ling was already sitting cross-legged.

Above his legs, between the palms of his hands, and in front of his chest, there was a faint blue spherical flame slowly changing.

In the end, a faint blue flame is burning on one side, and a strange Tai Chi ball shape on the other side is like nothing.

Outside the Yuan Balloon, seeing the strange Tai Chi ball forming, and slowly spinning around Jun Ling's chest, Qing Tuzi took two Yuan Bing long swords at random and threw it at Yuan Balloon.

With the length of two Yuanbing long swords, it is impossible to completely throw into the Yuan balloon.

But Zhang Heng didn't have time to ask questions.

The part where the two long swords pierced into the Yuan balloon suddenly deformed and melted, turning into drops of colorful and colorful metal droplets.

Began to spin around Guo Songling extremely fast.

In a twinkling of an eye, two high-ranking yellow soldiers had been completely submerged in the vitality hood, turning into drops of brilliant metal droplets.

This drop of droplets rotates so fast that it is even more dazzling than the nine-day Milky Way.

In the rapid rotation, strands of dross were thrown into the Tai Chi ball on the chest of juniper-aged, and directly vaporized into strands of blue smoke, floating out of the Yuan balloon.

Then all the metal droplets merged into one and turned into a silver liquid ball with the size of a fist. When the silver ball trembled, it was submerged in the flame tai chi ball on the chest of Junin-age.

This time the silver ball slowly revolved in the center of the Tai Chi ball, but it was no longer vaporized.

Seeing the scene before him, Jun Ling slowly breathed a sigh of relief before raising his head to look at Qing Tuzi and said: "Master, the hardware elite has been tempered and formed, and the dross is gone. Please master to refine the original soldiers."