I'm a son-in-law in heaven

"Sun Wenming's talent is excellent, but it's a pity that this white tiger magic is really not suitable for him!"

Wen Kuo also felt that it was a pity, if Sun Wenming could get a magical method that suits him, then everything might be different.

"How can there be so many unsuitable divine techniques! Even the White Tiger Divine Technique has its own suitable method for the sharp spear!"

Chen Yangyu felt that Wen Kuo was a bit biased.

"It's just that Sun Wenming obviously didn't find the right way! His gun is still taking a treacherous way. How can this work? He should use a heavy gun!"

"As far as gun skills are concerned, they are inherently treacherous and changeable, and heavy gun skills are just inferior!"

Yu Qilin spoke at this moment.

"It depends on what kind of path you plan to practice!"

Chen Yangyu continued to respond.

"If you practice the White Tiger Divine Art, the so-called spear will become an auxiliary, and in the end it is still in the form of a white tiger!"

"But if you want to repair the spear, then whether it's the white tiger magic or other supernatural powers, they are all auxiliary, so you have to find the spear that suits you. This is the most important thing!"

"Obviously, Sun Wenming hasn't figured out his position at all, and he is vacillating. If he wants to take care of both, he will be inferior!"

What Chen Yangyu said was exactly what Zhao Sanyan said to Sun Wenming.

"So I've said so much, do you choose the gun or the white tiger magic method?"

Sun Wenming seemed to have a feeling, and said: "I love guns all my life, so I choose guns!"

"Since that's the case, then you only need to use the white tiger magic technique where you think it's beneficial. In addition, you need to learn more spear skills. You have to learn any spear skills that suit you, and think carefully. Week after week!"

Zhao Sanyan spoke.

"Zhao Daoyou's words are wrong. It's rare for us monks to specialize in one discipline. How can we take care of it? Everyone who has affiliation must cultivate a scale claw. I'm afraid I will get lost and fall into a maze!"

Xun Gu felt that he had caught Zhao Sanyan's flaw and spoke.

"Daoyou Zhao behaved like this, did he want to destroy Sun Wenming?"

Xun Gu's words immediately caused an uproar, everyone whispered and discussed, but Sun Yingbo was a little confused. He thought Zhao Sanyan was reasonable before, but now he heard Xun Gu's words and felt it was true.

He has always only practiced one way of practice, half-hearted, which is a big taboo in the practice of hundreds of schools.

That's why Hancheng was targeted by the Legalists. One was dissatisfaction, and the other was a warning, hoping that he would come back from the wrong way.

Zhao Qingju was still worried about Sun Wenming at first, and was relieved to see that he was fine, but now she frowned when she heard Xun Gu's words, but she was not at Zhao Sanyan but at Xun Gu.

"Xun Gu, I think you are the one with bad intentions!"

"What does Fairy Qingju mean! Could it be that there is something wrong with what I just said?"

Xun Gu is not used to Zhao Qingju, so he opened his mouth to argue with Zhao Qingju.

Zhao Qingju suddenly stopped speaking, she was still far behind in eloquence, and didn't know how to refute.

Zhao Sanyan responded with a sneer, "Ignorant junior, how can you understand my mysterious methods!"

"Looking at the prehistoric monks, all those who become famous at a young age are those who practice multiple Taoism like me!"

"This is the method of raising hundreds of scriptures in the furnace, turning the theories of the heavens into my way! Only in this way can you walk out of your own way, and it will become wider and wider!"

"I gave you the method, but it's up to you whether to do it or not!"

Zhao Sanyan doesn't make trouble for himself, he is only responsible for talking. As for how much Sun Wenming can learn, it depends on himself.

Seeing Zhao Sanyan's appearance, Sun Wenming also took a deep breath, and thanked Zhao Sanyan earnestly, "Thank you for your advice, I will try it!"

Sun Wenming's actions made Xun Gu feel ashamed, and his actions clearly slapped Xun Gu, making him at a loss.

This is shameless!

Zhao Sanyan didn't care about Xun Gu, but looked at Kong Yoo, "Kong Yoo, now it's your turn!"

"Should we go together, or one by one, hurry up!"

Zhao Sanyan hooked his hands towards the crowd.

Gong Yoo and the others looked at each other for a few times, and they had already made up their minds.

"I've already thought about it before, and I'm afraid that each of them will not be the opponent of Zhao Daoyou, so I want to ask Chen Tianjun for advice together!"

Zhao Sanyan chuckled, this man was talking grandiosely, but in reality he was planning to gang fight.

"Alright, let's solve you together, and save me trouble!"

Zhao Sanyan did not refuse, because this was what he said earlier, and there were also many benefits.

"Then let's come together!"

Zhao Sanyan's voice was low, and he kept turning around on the platform.

"Fayan, draw the ground as a prison!"

Han Cheng and Han Ju had planned for a long time, and opened their mouths to speak spiritual skills without reservation.

And as the two people's voices fell, a white light spread from the ground, covering Zhao Sanyan. There seemed to be countless combinations of cold words in the white light, which was the supreme will born of infinite divine power.

And under this white light, Han Cheng threw out a torture platform, which was mottled, stained with blood, and scarlet was hard to change.

"You shall be punished by beheading in half!"

This is the language of Hancheng.

Not to be outdone, Han Ju threw out a magic knife with blood stains on the blade.

What he is most proud of is his torture weapon chain, but the previous battle with Sun Yingbo broke the treasure weapon, so he can only use the magic knife at this moment.

"You shall be beheaded!"

But he saw that the two instruments of punishment were about to fall, but he saw that in the white light, a sword light pierced through the air, forcibly cutting off Han Cheng and Han Ju's technique of painting the ground as a prison.

Zhao Sanyan stepped out of the cage slowly, seeing the torture instrument above his head, he swung the Four Questioning Sword again, two sword qi were swung out one after another, the pure sword intent wrapped the two torture instruments with unparalleled force.

Han Cheng and Han Ju spit out blood at the same time, showing a look of horror.

These instruments of torture were interrelated with his and others' lives, and once they were damaged, they would naturally be involved as well.

The same is true now.

But what shocked Han Cheng was that Zhao Sanyan broke free from the magical powers they were proud of so quickly, and was so relaxed and freehand.

Zhao Sanyan was not aggressive, looked at the two of them and said, "You two are not bad!"

Just a few words were Zhao Sanyan's evaluation of the two, but it made Hancheng and Hanju feel insulted.

But Zhao Sanyan really praised them, if he didn't think the two were good, he would definitely not say a word.

After all, when Zhao Sanyan saw that the painting was a prison earlier, Zhao Sanyan felt as if a sage was roaring at him and restricted his actions, which is enough to show that the two people have extraordinary cultivation.

But this is for ordinary people, he is Zhao Sanyan, and he has met many saints, let alone a mere saint?

How can stop his footsteps.

It's just that Han Cheng and Han Ju don't know.

Zhao Sanyan didn't mean to explain, firstly, he was too lazy to explain, and secondly, Kong Yoo and others stared at him for a long time, and finally showed their fangs.

"Mencius said, I am good at raising my noble spirit!"

Gong Yoo admired, a vast and majestic force bloomed in his body, emitting scorching light like the sun.