Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

Two innate warriors fought, using innate collision. Every collision would eject a large amount of broken true qi, which fell around like iron filings and iron flakes. The fine ones could pierce cloth, and the strong ones could break bricks and stones.

To put it simply, the collision of innate true qi was like the explosion of a fragmentation grenade, which caused terrible lethality to everything around.

And this lethality was also effective for the innate warriors in battle, so when the two innate warriors were fighting, they had to give priority to ensuring their own defense, that is, covering their bodies with a layer of true qi armor.

The true qi armor of the entry-level innate warriors was very weak, but it was enough to block the bursting true qi.

And Yang Zhengshan had another advantage, that is, he was wearing iron armor, which was heavy and might cause him a burden, but it would also provide him with a certain degree of protection. At least he could have less true qi scattered on the surface of his body than the opponent.

As the battle continued, the true qi consumption of the two became more and more extreme, and the true qi in their bodies was almost completely exhausted.

When the true qi was exhausted, the opponent's combat power was reduced to the same level as Yang Zhengshan.

The battle situation changed quietly. Yang Zhengshan, who was more defensive than offensive, became more aggressive and his moves became more fierce.

A move of the spear swept like a long snake, forcing the opponent to retreat.

He twisted his body, changed his spear, and the spear fell like a tiger's roar, forcing the opponent to retreat again.

At the same time, the opponent attacked with a powerful slash. Yang Zhengshan raised his spear to block like a tiger's claw, using the protruding groove of the spear tip to resist the opponent's blade.

The spear was like a flying eagle, the spear was like a sword, and the spear was like a green dragon. The heavy black iron spear was like an arm in Yang Zhengshan's hand. It was domineering and fierce, but also flexible and changeable.

Seeing that the opponent's momentum was getting weaker and weaker, Yang Zhengshan took advantage of the situation and slashed down with his spear like a dragon.

However, at this moment, the opponent's body suddenly moved sideways by one foot, just avoiding Yang Zhengshan's spear, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand suddenly burst into a red flame, sweeping towards Yang Zhengshan's waist and abdomen.

This guy actually has a trick up his sleeve!

Yang Zhengshan's pupils shrank suddenly, but he was not panicked at all.

With a thought, a faint green light appeared on the armor between his waist and abdomen, and at the same time, the black iron spear in his hand changed from chopping to sweeping.

There was a bang, accompanied by a sharp metal friction sound.

The next moment.

The opponent flew out horizontally, and Yang Zhengshan retreated several steps.

Yang Zhengshan touched the armor on his abdomen behind him, and his face showed an ugly look.

The thick iron sheet broke, if he hadn't kept a trick, the knife just now would have opened his stomach.

The opponent wanted to exchange injuries for injuries, but obviously he was wrong. Yang Zhengshan was not injured, but Yang Zhengshan's sweeping blow broke the opponent's right arm.

"Thief, let's see what tricks you have!" Yang Zhengshan said coldly.

Then, he bullied again.

Every shot hit the vital point.

The opponent with one arm cut off became dwarfed by him, and had almost no power to fight back.

Seeing that he was no match for Yang Zhengshan, he gritted his teeth, swung the long sword in his hand towards Yang Zhengshan, and jumped off the city wall while Yang Zhengshan was blocking.

"Still want to escape? Too late!"

Yang Zhengshan swung the long sword away, and a spear light flew out diagonally, like a flash of lightning, like a long rainbow piercing the sun.

The spear was like a blue dragon, brilliant and swift, without any changes, and even without a follow-up move.

Yang Zhengshan almost melted all his power into this spear, and its speed was as fast as a thunderbolt.

He seemed to disappear from the spot in the air, and suddenly appeared behind the man the next moment.

The spear head pierced the man's back, and the bloody spear tip pierced through his body.

The man looked at the spear tip on his chest with disbelief.

In the distance, An Yuxing, who had originally looked indifferent, suddenly stood up, and a bright light shone in his turbid eyes.

"This shot!"

"So fast!" Lu Baishu muttered.

He didn't even see the moment when Yang Zhengshan fired the gun. When he reacted, Yang Zhengshan had already pierced the enemy's chest.

An Yuxing's eyes flashed, "Just based on this shot, Jing'an Hou is qualified to compete with me!"

Lu Baishu turned his head stiffly and looked at An Yuxing in astonishment, as if he was wondering if he had heard it wrong.

Others didn't know An Yuxing's identity, but he knew it very well, because his father had served under An Yuxing.

After his father passed away, An Yuxing had visited him at Nanyang Hou Mansion many times and even taught him about his cultivation.

If An Yuxing was not unwilling to accept disciples, Lu Baishu would have wanted to worship An Yuxing as his master.

And Lu Baishu's amazing talent when he was young was due to An Yuxing.

It was because of his understanding of An Yuxing that Lu Baishu suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Yang Zhengshan and An Yuxing have the ability to compete?

If this statement had not come from An Yuxing, he would never have believed it.

Although the shot just now was indeed incredibly amazing, Lu Baishu still did not think that this shot would make An Yuxing afraid.

Yang Zhengshan naturally did not know An Yuxing's praise, and at this moment his eyes were shining like stars.

Even he himself felt incredible about the shot just now.

It seemed that the shot was not made by him, but more like divine help.

"This shot!"

Yang Zhengshan looked at the black gun in his hand, his face full of excitement and excitement, "It's really magical!"

He wanted to recall the feeling just now, but unfortunately he couldn't recall it.

What made him feel weird was that at this moment he seemed to not know how to use a gun.

He didn't know how to stab?

How to stab?

How to stab?

Why is it so?

Yang Zhengshan went from excitement to confusion, and from confusion to a little more fear.

Suddenly he shook his head violently, and his palm tightly grasped the gun pole.

"How can I not use a gun? The gun is part of my body!"

After more than ten years of practice, Yang Zhengshan has already practiced the gun into his bones.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the gun is a part of his life.

If he can't use a gun, doesn't it mean that a part of his life is missing?

This idea made Yang Zhengshan feel absurd.

Concentrating his mind and throwing away these absurd thoughts, Yang Zhengshan's attention fell on the opponent in front of him again.

His right arm was disabled and his left chest was pierced. At this time, the opponent was already seriously injured.

Even if the innate warrior has a strong physique and recovery ability, such an injury makes him lose his combat effectiveness.

Yang Zhengshan drew out the spear and looked at him fiercely.

"You lost!"

"Impossible!" The disbelief in the man's eyes turned into unwillingness, and he turned around and actually wanted to fight with Yang Zhengshan.

The long spear stabbed out and penetrated his abdomen.

Yang Zhengshan looked at his ferocious face, and then looked at the long spear in his hand.

Sure enough, I still know how to use a spear!

Isn't this stabbing very smooth?

But I still can't find the feeling of the previous shot.

The spear tip entered the Dantian, and the man seemed to have his vitality sucked out in an instant.

He knelt limply on the ground, his face turned pale, his hair turned from black to white, and after a moment, he was already gray-haired.

Seeing him change like this, Yang Zhengshan's pupils shrank suddenly.

What's going on?

The shattering of the Dantian is almost equivalent to abolishing the cultivation of the innate warrior, but this does not mean that he will become an ordinary person.

Even an abandoned innate warrior will at least have the strength of a half-step innate.

This man not only lost his cultivation, but also seemed to have lost his vitality.

"This is the Xuling Refining Blood Gong!" An Yuxing came closer and saw Yang Zhengshan's confusion, and said softly.

"Xuling Refining Blood Gong? Is it because of the technique?" Yang Zhengshan drew back his spear again, looked at his opponent who had no breath, and said with a vague understanding.

Yang Zhengshan had not been exposed to many innate techniques, and there were only two at most. One was the Yimu Changchun Gong he practiced, and the other was the Hengdao Heqigong practiced by Ji Zhen, and he only had a vague understanding of Ji Zhen's Hengdao Heqigong.

As for other innate techniques, he had heard of a lot, but he had never really touched or studied them.

So he didn't know much about innate techniques.

Originally, he wanted to go to the royal hidden power pavilion to take a look, but Emperor Yanping didn't like him during this period, so he temporarily stopped thinking about it.

"It can be considered as the reason of the technique, but this Xuling Refining Blood Gong is not a serious innate technique." An Yuxing stepped forward and checked the body on the ground.

"Unorthodox practice? What's unorthodox about it?" Yang Zhengshan was confused.

How can a practice be unorthodox?

"Xuling Lianxue Gong is a practice that condenses innate true qi by absorbing blood and qi. The blood and qi of a person, and it must be the blood and qi of a warrior, the higher the cultivation level, the better the effect of the blood and qi!"

"In short, this is a shortcut practice."

An Yuxing explained patiently.

Yang Zhengshan suddenly realized, isn't this an evil practice?

It seems that there is nothing wrong with saying that evil practice is an unorthodox practice!

How to obtain the blood and qi of a warrior?

The simplest way is to kill the warrior!

Using other people's blood and qi to practice is indeed quite unorthodox.

"I haven't asked for your honorific title yet!"

"I am An Yuxing."

"Junior Yang Zhengshan greets Senior An!" Yang Zhengshan clasped his fists and saluted.

He had never heard of this name, and thought it should be an old antique in Sanshan Valley.

An Yuxing stood up and looked Yang Zhengshan up and down.

"How did you use that shot just now?"

"Uh!" Yang Zhengshan was a little sweaty, "I don't know, and now I don't know the key points!"

He was not surprised that the old man could see the extraordinaryness of his shot just now.

It's just that he really didn't know.

An Yuxing was also not surprised, "What a pity, that shot seemed to touch the level of entering the Tao! If you can master that shot, you may reach the level of entering the Tao in the future!"

"Enter the Tao!" Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Well, although I'm not sure, it's very likely!" An Yuxing said.

Yang Zhengshan didn't expect that he would actually touch the level of entering the Tao, but it was a pity that the moment came too suddenly, so suddenly that he was not prepared at all, and it was too short, so short that he didn't even experience it well.

"Ah~~"

Yang Zhengshan was a little melancholy, and didn't know when he could use that shot again.

But he hasn't even reached the level of controlling Qi now, and entering the Tao is still too far away for him.

An Yuxing shook the wine pot in his hand, which was empty.

"I'm leaving now, so I'll leave this to you!"

"Uh! Senior, you're not going to the Imperial City?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

"No, I'm too lazy to join in the fun!" An Yuxing waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

Yang Zhengshan looked at the wine pot in his hand and said, "Senior, you can have a drink with me when you're free. I have a lot of good wine at home!"

"Good wine!" An Yuxing stopped, turned around, and asked with interest, "What good wine do you have?"

"There are many, Baicao wine, peach blossom wine, apricot blossom wine and so on. The seniors may not know, but the juniors are the best at wine making!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

Although he didn't know the identity of the old man, he was obviously a well-informed person. If he could chat more with this old man, Yang Zhengshan would at least gain some insights.

Yang Zhengshan still had too little understanding of the innate realm and needed guidance from an expert.

The one in front of me is just right.

An old man who loves to drink, haha, the most important thing for me is wine!

"Really?" An Yuxing said doubtfully.

"Haha, Senior An may not know that Marquis Jing'an's Baicao Niang is a rare and good wine!" Lu Baishu walked over and said with a smile.

"Good wine, is there any good wine in this world that I don't know about?" An Yuxing didn't believe it.

As an old drunkard, how could he not know the good wines in the world?

"Hey, Senior An, Marquis Jingan's Baicao Brewing is a treasure. If others get it, they will secretly hide it and drink it themselves. You have no disciples or grandchildren, so naturally no one will respect you!" Lu Baishu said.

you do not say!

Although Yang Zhengshan has given away a lot of Baicao Niang, in fact, only a few companies in Kyoto can get Baicao Niang.

Ning Guogong's Mansion, Changping Marquis' Mansion, plus Dongping Marquis' Mansion.

Lu Baishu also drank Baicao Nong once in Changping Hou Mansion. At that time, Liang Chu was still the commander of the Forbidden Army. Unfortunately, Liang Chu was very stingy and only gave him a taste.

As for asking Yang Zhengshan to ask for it, he really couldn't shame it.

"You have?" An Yuxing asked.

"Uh, no!" Lu Baishu said.

"Then you talk so much nonsense!" An Yuxing said angrily.

I don’t have disciples like Sun Xiaojing, but even if I do, it’s useless!

You don't even have any wine, but you still want to be my disciple!

"When will I let you try this Baicao Niang?" An Yuxing looked at Yang Zhengshan, he was interested in Baicao Niang.

Yang Zhengshan smiled and said: "I'm busy today, so why not tomorrow!"

"Okay, I'll go to your house to find you tomorrow!" When An Yuxing heard that there was no wine to drink today, he didn't stay much and left without saying a word.

Yang Zhengshan looked at his back and couldn't help but smile.

This old man is quite interesting.

"Master Yang, how about I go and have a try tomorrow?" Lu Baishu came up and said.

"Is your injury healed?" Yang Zhengshan looked at him.

"It's a small injury, just take some time to heal!" Lu Baishu said nonchalantly.

In fact, his injury was not minor, it hurt his heart, but it was not too serious, and it did not affect his activities, let alone his drinking.

"If you are fine, you can come to my place for a drink at any time!" Yang Zhengshan smiled.

"Haha, I knew Lord Yang would not be stingy!" Lu Baishu said with a smile.

Walking to the body, Yang Zhengshan held the gun in one hand and the body in the other, "I'll leave this to you, Mr. Lu!"

Lu Baishu looked at the collapsed city gate tower and shook his head slightly, "Leave it to Shuntian Mansion! Alas, a good city gate tower was demolished by you!"

Yang Zhengshan smiled and immediately walked down the city wall.

It's just a city gate tower, not a big deal.