I am a trainer, raising the Zerg natural disaster is not too much, right?

"..."

"The messy attack methods not only appear bloated, but even contradict each other, causing greater losses to themselves."

"That's why-"

"When your cultivation reaches a certain level, the means of attack will become more and more single. There are thousands of variations, which are not as good as one method, but that's all..."

"..."

Under the plum blossom tree, Linglong talks softly.

Lu Chen sat upright and listened very carefully.

These high-level words made many fantastic thoughts burst out in his mind.

Some problems encountered before have also been explained.

Just like when using the [Bu Gang Step Fight] movement technique, if the power of Yuan Magnet is stimulated again, it will be "short-circuited" instantly, which is completely incompatible!

"so!"

"Senior sister will tailor it for you and create a unified technique!"

"Let your 'rivers' that form streams on their own merge together and turn into a great river and a sea!"

At this point, she suddenly changed the topic: "I once heard my master say that there is a supreme magical power in the world, which is the [Nine Seals of Yuanshi], which contains the ultimate principles of the great truth and points directly to the root of the great truth..."

"Although I have never seen it, I am yearning for it."

"This time, I will take this opportunity to get you a Little Nine Seals! As for the name of the technique..."

Looking at Lu Chen who was concentrating, Linglong suddenly smiled and said, "How about calling it "Linglong Nine Seals"?"

Lu Chen: "Huh?"

Can naming be so casual...

"If senior sister likes it, it's not impossible."

"Hahaha, my junior brother is really good at talking~"

Linglong smiled and said, "I'll probably tell you about it, and then you can name it yourself!"

As she spoke, she took a plum blossom petal.

Throw it in the air in front of you, and it immediately turns into a nine-square grid shape.

Inside the grid, the names of the first six areas have been written——

Samsara Seal, Yuan Magnetic Seal, and Four Phase Seal.

Shen Zhao Seal, Yuan Qiao Seal, Xinghe Seal.

"The first three seals are your attack methods, the reincarnation sword intention, the magnetic ability, the four-phase arrow..."

"The next three seals are the pupil technique, the explosive seed technique, and the body technique."

"Essentially, they are still the things you controlled before, but in fact, they are already tributaries of the same river!"

As the words fell.

The plum blossom nine-square grid suddenly started to flow and turned into a vortex.

All kinds of brilliance flow inside and finally merge into one.

"This technique will transform your spiritual power. Let's call it 'Linglong Qi' for now! You can use any seal with less consumption, faster speed, and more perfect coupling!"

"To put it simply..."

"The upgraded version of 'Linglong Qi' is like efficient fuel!"

"This 'engine' of yours saves the transformation process when performing the technique, and also greatly improves the power and efficiency."

This metaphor is very vivid.

Lu Chen understood instantly.

In short, there is only one word: powerful!

After thinking for a while, he asked: "Senior sister, there are nine 'card slots' in your creative framework. Currently six are inserted. Do the next three depend on my subsequent new things?"

"Yes, the term 'card slot' fits it very well."

Linglong praised: "Another advantage of this technique is that after you learn new things later, you will integrate them into new seals."

Strong!

It’s all automated!

After Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, he was immediately convinced!

"Senior sister, what level is this technique?"

"I don't know, I haven't created it yet. I just talked about the ppt. How is the marketing done by senior sister? Are you very excited~"

Lu Chen: "?"

…

Jiangnan War Zone, Tianjiao Camp.

In the spacious office, Ying Guangjiang frowned and was listening to reports from his subordinates.

"..."

"All intelligence content comes from the "Tianji Tower"."

"In the year 277 of the Martial Arts Era, Linglong was born in the main base of the Jiangnan War Zone to a merchant family. During the compulsory examination, she did not have any martial arts talent. Later, she was admitted to the Jiangnan Scientific Research Institute as the first in cultural achievements."

"In one year, I obtained doctorate degrees in 47 disciplines including life sciences, spiritual energy research, cellular energy storage, genetic martial arts, etc."

"At this time, Linglong was only 19 years old."

"Later, in 298 of the Martial Arts Era, I became a disciple of Ba Tianhui Mu Juexian and became her third direct disciple."

"In 301, he became the head of the "Shenhuang Department" of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Academy and eliminated the original 19 members of the organization because they were too stupid."

"When those people were eliminated, compensation was given, which was a mysterious 'pointer'."

"After that, the martial arts cultivation of those 19 people improved by leaps and bounds. Within a hundred years, they all held high positions and were scattered in eight major war zones."

"In 305, Linglong personally found a few disciples and introduced them to the "Divine Phoenix Division", and in 306, they all were brought into the Sea of ​​Gray Mist."

After hearing these words.

Ying Guangjiang asked doubtfully: "What about her abilities and cultivation level? Doesn't the "Tianji Tower" claim that as long as you give enough money, you can get any information?"

The ancestor is coming soon.

Except for Mu Juexian from Ba Tianhui.

Now another mysterious Linglong appears.

Although it cannot change the overall situation, it cannot stop the winner.

But for an existence of this level, it is better to find out the details as soon as possible. Whether to kill or keep him, we have to wait for the ancestor to decide.

"The specific cultivation level cannot be known, but one thing is certain -"

The expression of Tianluo warrior was a little more relaxed, "She has not condensed the godhood, and is far from the semi-god realm of the ancestor!"

Hearing this.

Ying Guangjiang felt relieved inexplicably.

"What about her abilities?"

"It is expected that there are two, most likely all of which are limit-breaking. One is the "comprehension" type, and the other is "deconstruction."

""Deconstruction"? What about the detailed explanation?"

"No, when an elder of the "Tianji Building" was deducing relevant information, he was suddenly decomposed by a strange force and turned into particles and disappeared directly."

The office fell into silence.

After a long time, Ying Guangjiang asked all Tianluo warriors to withdraw and go about their own business.

He sat on the sofa and pondered for a long time.

After more than ten minutes, he came back to his senses and muttered to himself: "No matter how mysterious it is, no matter how many forces are involved..."

"In the face of absolute strength!"

"It's all false!"

Looking at the snow outside the window that had not yet dissipated.

He opened the window and let the cold air mixed with scattered snowflakes drift in.

"Do you really think that my ancestor, the Ying family, only relied on the "luck golden dragon"..."

"You are so wrong!"

"Once the Nine Cauldrons are out, the national destiny of Daxia will be completely tied to the ancestor! Who can not bow down to the world?!"

For this day.

The Ying family has devoted countless efforts.

In Ying Guangjiang's mouth, he suddenly muttered to himself: "...Fight the remaining power of the six generations, shake the long strategy and control the universe, swallow the two Zhous and destroy the princes, step on the supreme and control the six directions, hold the knock and whip the world, and shake the four seas""

"Now, my Ying family-"

"Isn't it also the remaining power of six hundred years of martial arts!!!"

"Integrate Daxia, unify the nine regions, and reproduce the grand scene of the "Red Moon Immortal Sect"!!!"

...

Martial Arts Era, 581, November 20.

Except for the Guanghai War Zone and Tianfu War Zone, nearly half of Daxia's territory was covered by blizzards.

Mount Tai, northern foothills.

The chaotic roars of ferocious beasts came one after another, and could be heard far away in the white mountains and wilderness.

On a slightly gentle slope, dozens of "Thunder Flame Wolves" were besieging a young man, and the battle was particularly fierce.

The latter was wearing an animal skin skirt, and his skin was as hard as rocks.

Being surrounded and killed by the third-level "Thunder Flame Wolves", he did not use his spiritual power, but only relied on his physical strength to mediate in the field.

The timing of each punch was just right.

When it fell on the "Thunder Flame Wolves", they all wailed with broken bones.

In the distance, an old man in ordinary clothes was looking at the battlefield carelessly, nodding from time to time.

Not long after, he saw that more than half of his men were killed.

The Thunder Flame Wolf King, standing on a high place and staring at him, leaped up suddenly after a roar and pounced on the young man.

"Not bad..."

"On the battlefield, the most important thing is the ability to respond to emergencies, protect yourself, reduce losses, and kill with one strike!"

Watching the young man take a hard hit.

But he reversed the direction with force, escaped from the encirclement, and turned to attack the wolf king.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, "The idea is very clear, capture the king first! If the king dies, the army will be defeated!"

The subsequent fight did not exceed his expectations.

The young man, in the early stage of the Yukong realm, fought against the third-level peak Thunder Flame Wolf King, and still did not use spiritual power.

Relying on the terrifying physical strength.

The body is like a spear, and the fist is like a spear tip, and it is beaten to death!

"Hu! Hu! Hu——"

The young man was wet with sweat and panting, and turned to look at the "Thunder Flame Wolves" behind him.

The remaining few, after seeing the death of the wolf king, howled a few times and retreated away.

Seeing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting on the ground, he shouted to the old man in the distance: "Grandpa! I'm awesome! It was a close call just now, I almost..."

"Get up!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a harsh low shout.

The old man came over and said coldly: "You made at least seven mistakes in the battle just now! And after the fight, you must not relax and must not show fatigue!"

Looking at the aggrieved boy, his expression did not warm up at all.

Continue to say seriously: "Because you never know if there are enemies around."

"But Grandpa, you are right next to you..."

"And you also said: If you have comrades behind you, you can trust your life!"

Seeing the old man's eyes glaring, the boy hurriedly said seriously: "Okay! Grandpa, I remember everything you said!"

The old man and the young man sat on the ground and began to review the battle just now.

Not long after, they became two snowmen.

After finishing the business, they walked towards the next trial.

The young man was a lively person, and he pestered the old man and said, "Grandpa, tell me more about the battlefield outside the domain! The last battle of "Tianyang Pass" has not been finished yet~"

"Let me think about where I was..."

After thinking for a few seconds, he continued, "You said that the general summoned a black dragon of ten thousand miles, rode it out, held a spear, and attacked the pass alone!

Wow, it's thrilling just to think about it!!"

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head.

His eyes became distant, and his expression was very emotional: "Tianyang Pass..."

That battle lasted for a long time.

Many old friends died there.

Later, the general couldn't bear it, so he attacked the pass alone.

He fought hard and was on the verge of death before he took down the pass.

"Let's talk about this next time. I can't remember it today..." The old man said with a smile.

It seemed that he could sense Grandpa's emotional changes.

The boy didn't ask any more questions.

Instead, he changed the subject and said, "Grandpa, I heard that Daxia's "Tianjiao List" is about to start. Who do you think can take the first place?"

Without waiting for the old man to answer.

He muttered to himself and continued: "It must be one of those seven people, the "Seven Sons of Daxia"..."

"Win destiny and win secrets in the capital war zone!"

"Chi Zhan in Tianfu War Zone!"

"Nangong Chiyao from the Guanghai War Zone!"

"Lu Chen from the Jiangnan War Zone!"

"Ji Bailu from the Magic City War Zone!"

"The Dream God Machine in Qinglan War Zone!"

"Alas, it's a pity that our seed player in the Qinluo War Zone died at the hands of the Ancient God Church."

After the young man sighed, he continued with a smile: "But fortunately, we are not ashamed! After all, we still have the Chuxiang War Zone to keep us company!"

"Let me tell you!"

"It must be the two winning brothers who take the top two spots..."

He talked.

Suddenly I found myself alone.

Turning around and looking, Grandpa was already more than ten meters away.

Standing there, looking to the north, his whole body seemed to be shaking.

The young man was confused and looked over there.

But there was heavy snowfall, and the mountains and fields were completely white, with nothing there!

Just when he was about to ask.

Within the field of vision, a figure suddenly appeared.

Because it was too far away and obscured by snowflakes, there was only a tall silhouette.

"It seems like he is holding something big?" the young man thought to himself.

How many more breaths have passed!

The figure actually arrived!

Every step feels like hundreds of meters away!

The young man looked over with wide eyes, and suddenly felt horrified——

The man was wearing a black dragon robe, an imperial crown on his head, and twelve strings of white jade beads hanging down, covering his face.

The vague gaze showed that he was looking in all directions, and he was so majestic that he couldn't look directly at him!

At this time, he was holding a giant cauldron nearly 100 meters high with one hand!

The body of the tripod is imprinted with complicated and delicate patterns, and just a simple glance at it makes the young man feel his soul tremble.

Vaguely, two simple large characters can be seen——

Yangzhou!

"It can't be that person, right?" The young man's heart was filled with turmoil.

In my ears, I suddenly heard my grandfather yelling: "Formerly the 51st of the 9th Black Dragon Cavalry Legion..."

The figure looked over and said softly: "Zhang Min, I remember you. In the battle of "Tian Yang Pass", you ranked 71st on the merit list and killed 192 aliens."

"General, I have seen the commander-in-chief!" The old man knelt down on one knee, unable to control his emotions.

Although now.

This title is no longer appropriate.

But the group of people who are still alive like to call him Marshal.

The young man in the distance also showed extreme shock in his eyes!

Over the years, he listened to his grandfather tell countless stories about "The Marshal".

but never knew,

Commander, he is the winner!

"Get up."

The winner ancestor said seriously: "I have already said that the Black Dragon Riders are not interested in kneeling down and worshiping..."

Looking at the young man not far away, he continued: "This is your heir, yes, he has inherited your mantle."

As the words fell.

His figure had already passed the two of them and was hundreds of meters away.

Seeing that the figure was about to disappear, the old man suddenly said: "May I ask the commander-in-chief if there will be a time when he will conquer the outside world again? Although the general is old, he can still fight!"

The wind howled and the blizzard raged.

Just when the figure holding the cauldron was almost drowned by the wind and snow.

A majestic voice suddenly came over: "Awaiting my call, we will meet again soon."

"Your Majesty!" The old man's voice suddenly rose in pitch and seemed to resound throughout Mount Tai.

After a while, the young man trotted over and helped the old man up.

After a moment of silence, he asked worriedly: "Grandpa, are you going to fight again?"

The latter smiled gently and touched the young man's head, "The nine regions are not in harmony, and wars are going on all the time. If we old guys don't go to the battlefield, how can we let you go?"

The young man's eyes were filled with sadness.

He didn't say much, but asked curiously: "Grandpa, why did the winner's ancestor lift the cauldron?"

"I don't know either, but there is a word you must know..."

"What?"

Looking into the distance, the old man said in a deep voice: "Dingding Jiangshan!"