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While Yan Nu was enjoying his meal, he also discovered a fierce artistic conception in his heart.

It was a straight spear, filled with cold air.

This feeling is wonderful because it already exists in the space of inner imagination, not the so-called sea of ​​consciousness.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness is the secret realm of Niwan Palace, a real space. Not deep in the heart, it is the 'empty place' when anyone closes his eyes to recall and think.

When people want to visualize something in their mind, they often have to think about it very deliberately, and it is difficult to think concretely.

Even if the mind is slightly confused, there will be hundreds of distracting thoughts, and the things imagined cannot be stable.

But the gun intention in my heart at this moment is very clear and solid.

The sharpness of the spear head, the fluttering of the red tassel, the lines of the long pole... all are clearly visible.

Whether you open your eyes or close your eyes, you can feel the gun.

Yan Nu tried to touch it with his mind, and the gun in his mind was like an arm, manipulating it into various shapes and using various moves, as long as he could think of it.

Even more, an energy emanates from inside, making it majestic and radiating with cold light.

"It's fun." Yan Nu thought it was interesting.

But when he tried to send this thing out, he immediately received all kinds of strong emotions and moods from the gun mind.

It was an idea of ​​charging into battle, of risking one's own life, of risking one's own life.

"You risk your life to stop me!"

Yan Nu, who originally just wanted to eat, suddenly felt at ease at this moment!

He stood up suddenly, and the terrifying gunfire shot out.

Originally, Chang Ziyun was very impressed when he saw Yan Nu's face not changing even under the influence of his spear. Thinking about it, he would only test it here.

But just as he retracted his spear intent, he found that Yan Nu had unleashed his spear intent to fight back.

And he is sharp-edged and moves forward indomitably.

"Eh? Do you want to directly fight with my artistic conception?"

"Okay! As you wish!"

Chang Ziyun's momentum changed in an instant, and he stopped dancing with the spear. He stood directly in the field with his hands on his hips and the spear to his side!

The gun spirit honed in thirty years of battlefield career will go all out.

Artistic conception is a kind of spiritual energy, which is also divided into different frequencies. Different frequencies have different effects.

Before, he had always only impacted, rather than wiped out.

It's like holding someone down with a gun instead of directly stabbing them to death.

At this moment, he was attacking with spear intent, similar to Zhang Suwen's sword intent.

"Groan!"

In an instant, two indomitable gunshots rushed together, facing each other tit for tat!

The escaping spiritual energy makes the scalps of people around him numb and the hairs on their hair stand up.

Suddenly, everyone could hear the sharp whistling sound of a spear cutting through the air, and there was a fear of being pierced by a gun.

People without artistic conception cannot see the artistic conception, but the brain will be affected and arouse people's mood.

"So strong!"

"And this artistic conception is unstoppable..."

"Haha, it seems, this guy looks like me!"

Chang Ziyun felt great pressure and gradually felt weak, but he was very happy in his heart!

This is a feeling of meeting an opponent in chess and meeting a bosom friend.

He is a pure military commander. He has developed a courageous spirit by charging into battle and shaped his gun spirit.

The fact that Yan Nu's spear intention is also the same shows that he also has a heroic heart.

Artistic conception is the most reflective of a person's temperament. Chang Ziyun disdains lazy artistic conception like Zhang Suwen's.

And Yan Nu’s spear intention is too satisfying!

But like it, Chang Ziyun soon discovered that he would not be able to win against Yan Nu.

"It turns out that artistic conception condenses strong emotions into entities?"

While Yan Nu was showing off his indomitable momentum, his consciousness still remained clear.

After all, he was not really charging into battle, risking his own life, but he was integrated into this artistic conception.

This kind of artistic conception can be freely expanded and released, allowing people to enter a state of high emotions at any time.

It's like a package containing your own thoughts. When you open it when needed, your temperament will change in an instant, and your thoughts will rise to the peak of the emotions stored in the past.

Yan Nu felt that this spear spirit suited him very well, and then he slowly discovered something.

That is spiritual power, which can replenish the consumption of artistic conception.

This power is different from 'Spell Thunder' and 'Electrolytic Magic Thunder'. Although they both store the power sent to him by others, the latter two have no way of replenishing them other than refreshing.

After all, one is the generation of spells and the other is the creation of magical powers.

But the artistic conception is different. Yan Nu can fuse his thoughts into it and directly consume his soul to transform it.

This kind of recovery method is self-inflicted for ordinary warriors. It is difficult to heal the injured soul, and it can only be done in a desperate explosion.

But Yan Nu is not afraid, and he has a lot of spiritual power, which is comparable to the calamity period.

"Pfft!" Chang Ziyun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

His spear spirit was finally exhausted, his spirit was extremely depressed, his blood was boiling, and his head was dizzy.

Under the stress, his true energy was released, and he waved his gun to block the remaining artistic conception, and his whole body flew backwards with a blast.

"General!"

The expressions of the civil servants and generals changed greatly, and they stood up anxiously.

"Bold!" A young man in brocade clothes glared at Yan Nu and drew his sword.

In an instant, many guards came forward, their weapons pointed at Yan Slave.

Even further away, when the soldiers saw the general being beaten away, they spontaneously gathered in formation, and soon there were thousands of them.

"Brother, let's see how uncle is doing first!" Chang Dingwen's expression also changed and he immediately stood in front of Yan Nu.

When the young man saw what Chang Dingwen said, he immediately swallowed the order he was about to give, and turned back to support Chang Ziyun together with the general.

"Uncle, how are you?"

"Hahaha!" Chang Ziyun stood up and pushed everyone away, not caring about his injuries.

He sucked out two mouthfuls of blood froth from between his teeth, spat it out, and walked up to Yan Nu and Chang Dingwen with the gun in his hand.

"I practiced martial arts at the age of five, practiced spear training at the age of ten, joined the army at the age of thirteen, my energy and blood reached the peak at the age of twenty, my mind penetrated the sky at the age of thirty, and I became famous in Qingzhou."

"Having spent half my life in the army, I have fought more than twenty battles, big and small, with a high spirit of spear... I didn't expect to lose to you today, a young man who is not as good as a weak champion."

"There are really people outside the world who are to be feared..."

Chang Ziyun not only did not feel embarrassed, but was overjoyed.

"Jiang Yannu!" He put his hands on Yannu's shoulders: "When the world is in chaos, it is time for our generation of warriors to step forward. Will you follow me to make contributions?"

Unexpectedly, Yan Nu shook his head: "I'm not here to make contributions."

Everyone was shocked, Chang Ziyun was stunned.

But Yan Nu then said: "I'm here to fight Bald Hair."

Chang Ziyun was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "That's right! The Tufa clan is tyrannical and rampant. We should fight for the country and kill Hu Polu."

"My brother died in battle in front of Jishui, and he entrusted Gaomi City to me. I once broke my sword and swore that I would defend Gaomi and clear out the barbarians."

"Now I have gathered people with lofty ideals from all over to fight to the death with the Bald Hair Clan."

"Having a talented person like you join us is really a powerful addition to our tiger's strength. We can regain our lost territory in just a short time."

With that said, he picked up a jar of wine and handed it to Yan Nu.

"Come! Drink this wine! From now on, you are my brother, Chang Ziyun."

Chang Dingwen's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, "Isn't this a big deal?"

But his uncle didn't care, he just picked up another jar and started drinking.

Yan Nu was not polite when he saw this, and drank wine as if it were water.

When Chang Ziyun put down the wine jar, he found that Yan Nu had already finished the drink without changing his expression.

"So refreshing!" Chang Ziyun laughed happily.

The other generals also laughed, but a few of them changed their expressions.

The eldest son whispered behind Chang Ziyun: "Uncle, I have already told Master Suibo of Yulin Island. If he comes here and knows..."

"We'll talk about it when we're here!" Chang Ziyun waved his hand and interrupted his eldest nephew.

He even raised his hand backwards and knocked him back a few steps, almost falling down.

Chang Ziyun held another jar of wine and strode back to his seat: "Brother Jiang, I don't care what you did before, but since you are here to kill thieves, you are our brothers fighting side by side."

"All the generals raise their glasses to welcome my brother Jiang."

He has a very high prestige in the military. He is also the high-density governor and the current head of the Chang family.

At this moment, all dissatisfaction was suppressed, but he also kept silent about how to arrange Yan Slave.

After all, the specific duties need to be discussed behind the scenes before being made public, so as to avoid objections on the spot and everyone making an unpleasant fuss.

In this way, the banquet continued until nightfall. Yan Nu ate and drank with them and got to know many people.

These people are very forthright and speak straightforwardly, which he likes very much.

In turn, these people also saw Yan Nu's temperament. As a master, he did not have the arrogance of the Tuntianmen people, so they poured wine on him one after another.

But no matter who toasted him, he could kill them all in one go. Countless people fought with each other, but Yan Nu drank a group of generals to the ground.

Seeing this, Chang Ziyun winked at Chang Dingwen and announced that they were leaving.

Then he went to relieve himself first, used his energy to force out the smell of alcohol, and returned to the tent to sit down as normal.

After a while, Chang Dingwen led Yan Nu and others in.

"Miaohan has met Uncle Chang."

Chang Ziyun smiled: "You're welcome, you are Zhu Xiazhi's eldest daughter? You are so courageous. I didn't expect that the most talented person in the Zhu family is a woman."

Miaohan was just pretending to be a man in front of others, so of course her true identity, Chang Ziyun, had to be known.

What he said at this moment was quite rude, as if he didn't take the Zhu family seriously.

Miaohan was also helpless. He knew that if Chang Ziyun didn't want civil war, he would have defeated Anqiu long ago.

Everyone did not chat for long and quickly went straight to the topic.

Chang Dingwen invited Jiang and Zhu, together with some of the retainers he had invited before, to take charge of their own affairs and share some important responsibilities.

However, after hearing that Chang Dingwen wanted to lead an army alone and guard a place, Chang Ziyun narrowed his eyes and asked Yan Nu for his opinion.

Yan Nu was stunned, then grinned and said, "I just want to know, when can I beat the Bald-Faced Family?"

Chang Ziyun's lips curled up: "Brother Jiang is so eager, why don't you take the initiative to attack the Tufa clan?"

"No?" Yan Nu asked.

Chang Ziyun raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked to the map: "Do you know where the Tufa clan's army is?"

"I don't know." Yan Nu shook his head.

"Haha, I don't know either." Chang Ziyun smiled bitterly and moved his fingers along the northern part of the Gaomi border.

"Everyone in the Tufa Clan is a soldier, and they come and go like the wind. When Chang Yang was here, we could still detect the location of the main force, but now... we have completely lost the movement of the Tufa Clan."

"The only thing we know is that the Tufa clan is divided into three parts. The first part is personally commanded by Tufa Shuji. It is active in the northern area of ​​Gaomi. It has 20,000 people and may attack us at any time."

"The second part is about his eldest son Bald-haired Witch Wolf, who leads five thousand cavalry and is responsible for escorting something. It is said that most of the looted property will be sent to Bald-haired Witch Wolf. The last movement we know is In Yimeng Mountain."

"The other part is that the second son is bald and disillusioned. Despite his sinister name, this son is actually well-versed in classics and history and loves the culture of the Central Plains. It is said that he never massacres a city and recruits important scholars to manage the cities he conquered."

"So in addition to the 5,000 barbarians under his command, he also has nearly 100,000 defeated soldiers and lackeys from the Central Plains serving for him."

"Now Tufa Canju is fighting all the way east, and is about to occupy the entire Jiaodong, and may have already reached the seaside..."

Yan Nu asked curiously: "Where is the bald Yak?"

Chang Ziyun shook his head: "This son is the only amazing warrior of the Tufa clan. He is just the child of a slave and has no power."

"The Bald One will only be sent out when the army is blocked."

"Now he's either following his father or his elder brother..."

Speaking of this, Chang Ziyun took a deep breath: "I experienced the Battle of Jishui. When I saw this man at that time, I felt that he was as strong as a monster."

"Although he is also a four-element tempered body, both his physique and skill are completely beyond the scope of mortals. His sword energy seems to have thousands of years of skill, and his sword intention suppresses the entire audience. Five miles away, It just makes me shudder.”

"Master Chang Yang said that he is a rebel against heaven, and we can only wait for the Immortal Sect to deal with him. Before that, if we really want to confront this person, we can only run away."

At this moment, Chang Ziyun showed a sense of vulnerability.

At that time, the army of 200,000 was killed by Bald Yake alone, and 100,000 were killed in the formation. This person is already famous in the cultivation world, so naturally some immortals have gone to look for him.

But not long after, he still appeared in Taishan County, killed three amazing warriors, and lived well.

"Alas, it has been a month and a half since Bald-haired Yak went into battle for the first time. I don't know if Bald-haired Yak has been eliminated by the Immortal Family."

"As long as he is alive, it is impossible for us to defeat the Bald Man."

"So, if we want to take the initiative to attack the Bald Hair Clan, we have to wait for news from the cultivation world."

Yan Nu and Miao Han looked at each other and saw that the bald Yake was indeed a rebel.

This is very strange. After one and a half months, the spiritual practice community can't do anything to him?

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p.s: Sorry.