Jun Lin let out a long sigh and said desolately: "It's a good spear style, but it's a pity that I can no longer hold the black gold spear and use it to fight."

Looking at his desolate expression, Fang Che suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart.

You have the intention to kill the enemy, but you are unable to save him.

The hero's fighting spirit is still blazing, but it is already a remnant of his soul.

"Not more than 3,600 styles, but exactly 3,600 styles."

Jun Lin's voice sounded: "It's exactly the number of the Great Zhoutian."

"Your gun style is flawless!"

Jun Lin said in a deep voice with a sigh: "As you said, the connection is missing. That is, the move."

"Recruitment is very important."

Jun Lin said lightly: "I once heard someone say that there is a way to win without a move, but... that is fart. In other words, only by forming an absolute crushing force with force can you defeat all methods with brute force, and there is a way to win without a move."

“If you don’t have moves, you can’t gather momentum.”

“Near the water, there is the power of the water, against the mountains, there is the power of the mountains, above the head, there is the power of the sky, under the feet, there is the power of the terrain, people have the momentum, and if they want to kill, they have the power of killing... No matter what, these powers must rely on movements and perfect series to be condensed.

Together, we form the most powerful fighting force."

Jun Lin said: "Let me give you an analogy. Have you ever seen the sea?"

"I've seen it."

"Like the waves of the ocean."

Jun Lin said slowly: "If there is only one wave and no further power, how can it overwhelm mountains and seas?"

"But one wave after another, before the previous wave has finished, the next wave has started, and it continues continuously, and the power becomes stronger and stronger. Only when they finally come together can everything be wiped out."

"If the sea has a trick, it's a massive surge!"

"This is the trick!"

"The power of these waves is brought together to form the power of the sea!"

"This is momentum. But if the sea wants to condense the real killing move, it needs the help of wind, which is the wind momentum. If it wants to do it, it needs the earth to support itself, so it condenses the terrain."

"The sun and the moon rotate, and the weather creates tides. Therefore, the power of the sky and the power of the stars become the ultimate torrential force of the sea!"

"Have you ever lacked anything? No!"

"The sea is like this, and so are people!"

"Since ancient times, what have been called moves? Moves, moves. Moves are ways of condensing power, and moves are ways of condensing all potential."

Junlin's voice, at this moment, was deep and thick, ringing in Fang Che's ears like a drum at dusk and a bell at dawn.

"In my entire life, I have only developed thirteen moves by myself. I never imagined that there are actually 3,600 truly perfect spear moves. I found out too late."

Fang Che said: "But this is just a basic spear style. It must be useful for moves, but it should be useless for other moves, right?"

"Then you are wrong. Very wrong."

Jun Lin said: "You must first understand why it is three thousand six hundred. Because the number three thousand six hundred is unusual. We often say that three hundred and sixty is a small Zhoutian, and three thousand six is ​​a large Zhoutian.

, but there are two missing words, it’s a cycle.”

"The cycle of the small heaven and earth, the cycle of the great heaven and earth. The cycle goes back and forth, endlessly and endlessly."

"According to ancient records, there are a total of 3,600 star gods in Zhoutian."

"In the legend of the gods, there are 3,600 sects of Zhoutian Dafa."

"There is another saying, called Three Thousand Six Hundred Worlds."

"It is even said that there are 3,600 Dharma doors and 100,000 avenues."

Jun Lin explained solemnly: "Three thousand six hundred movements are a mixture of all these forces. You can understand it this way. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

"The three thousand six hundred great celestial cycles refer to...these three thousand six hundred postures, which are one body. They cycle over and over again. The extreme of life is the life of death; the extreme of death is the beginning of life."

"There is an order among these 3,600 formulas."

The stars in Jun Lin's eyes were changing and shining brightly. All of Fang Che's actions just now were automatically repeated in his eyes.

"With this confirmation, nine of my thirteen moves are perfect."

Jun Lin sighed, carefully thought about the 3,600 moves, and said: "There are four moves among them. I have always felt that they are not as powerful as the other nine moves, but I have never been able to find the problem. Only now do I understand that those four moves are not as powerful as the other nine moves."

The problem comes from the different forces used by the toes, soles, heels and all parts of the body when standing to draw the gun."

"But once you have mastered my nine moves, you will also understand how to connect them in the future. If you study slowly by yourself, you will naturally be able to understand other perfect moves. So don't worry about this. You already have Baoshan, you just

There is only one missing road. I will give you this road, and the treasures of this treasure mountain will be yours sooner or later."

"When you have really studied the 3,600 moves, you can try to integrate these 3,600 moves into one."

Jun Lin said: "When you can execute these 3,600 moves with one spear..."

His eyes were long and leisurely, as if he had seen through three thousand worlds, and he said slowly: "You will no longer be invincible in heaven and earth!"

Fang Che was shocked.

Jun Lin said softly: "If this remnant soul had been given more energy, I might have been able to help you study it all and then dissipate it, but now, I can't do that."

"But what I gave you is already a path, and that's enough."

Jun Lin looked at the gun in Fang Che's hand, with a smile in his eyes and said: "This piece of iron is good. Have you thought about the name of your gun?"

Fang Che was stunned and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

He has been thinking about this piece of divine metal since he got it, but until now, he has not thought of a name for it.

I always feel like it's not very suitable.

Jun Lin smiled faintly and said: "My gun is made of Wujin from Heaven, and it can accompany me freely, so when I was young, I named it Wujin Spear."

Fang Che said: "Easy to understand, good name."

Jun Lin said: "But you are different. You will face more killing battles in the future, even more than me. Countless souls are destined to die under your gun."

"So, ordinary names are not suitable."

Fang Che nodded: "I am also worried about this. I always feel that no name is suitable, and I can't make up my mind for a while."

Jun Lin said: "In that case, how about I give your gun a name?"

Fang Che was overjoyed: "Please give me your name, senior."

Jun Lin looked at the unfinished divine metal in Fang Che's hand. There was already a strong evil energy condensing at the tip of the spear.

The sharp edge of evil spirit is about to bloom into the tip of the blade.

He took a deep breath and said: "What a heavy evil spirit. When your marksmanship is perfected, you will be a killing god in the world. All enemies who encounter your gun will be like running headlong into the nether world. They will die or not."

born!"

Fang Che nodded.

This is also his own idea.

As long as this gun is moved, there will never be a living person under the gun!

Jun Lin muttered: "How about calling this gun of yours... 'Underworld'?"

Fang Che murmured: "Underworld Spear?"

"No gun."

Jun Lin said: "It's called Mingshi."

He pondered for a moment and said: "But if it is just two words, when others call me, they will inevitably add the word "gun"."

"The underworld gun doesn't sound good."

Jun Lin smiled and said, "It's called the Gate of the Underworld."

Fang Che frowned and murmured: "Netherworld, Gate of the Netherworld...what a good name!"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was in line with his heart, his brows became more and more relaxed, and he said with a straight face: "What I call myself is the underworld; to outsiders, it is the gate of the underworld! All enemies who encounter this gun

, which also opens the door to the underworld at the same time! Not bad!”

"good!"

Jun Lin smiled and said: "I look forward to you opening the door to the underworld for all enemies, including that god!"

Fang Che took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and said: "I hope I... can live up to my trust!"

Jun Lin smiled slightly and said: "Although I don't understand why you have a complete and perfect spear style, this kind of opportunity is enough!"

"If you have this opportunity and gain my inheritance, in the future... you will definitely not let down my marksmanship."

His face suddenly showed light, and he said: "My marksmanship is nameless. From now on, as your marksmanship takes shape and you truly understand it, it will be named 'Underworld', how about it?"

"good!"
To be continued...