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Chapter 318 The King of Hundred Soldiers

No matter how much I say, time will never stop for anyone.

Always moving forward continuously. For immortals, one night, it is even more short and cannot be shorter. You will almost pass by just a nap.

In a blink of an eye, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated.

In the early morning, golden sunshine scattered in strands and fell on all things in the world, looking very sacred. A touch of purple aura came from the east, and purple aura came from the east.

"Brother An, you are inside, Zhao Xinlan comes to the appointment."

But the rising sun was rising, and a crisp and pleasant cry sounded outside the bamboo building and reached its ears, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

"call!!"

An Pingsheng let out a breath of turbid air, quickly incorporated the demonic power in his body into the sea of ​​qi. He opened his eyes and a trace of splendor flashed in his eyes, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After a night of rest, the damage suffered before had been completely healed under the powerful recovery power of the demon body, and the demonic power, energy and spirit in the body had all returned to its best state.

Getting off the bed, tidying up his face, and walking towards the door slowly. But he was secretly surprised and puzzled. He didn't expect that the person sent by the Zhao family to teach him martial arts would be Zhao Xinlan.

By the way, are your Zhao family so relieved to me?

An Pingsheng couldn't help but hold his forehead slightly. The others were fine, but An Pingsheng was confident that he would not reveal his chicken feet.

But Zhao Xinlan's special physique gave An Pingsheng a headache.

What if the true form appears on the spot?

There is not much time for An Pingsheng to think too much. He has arrived outside the door, so he can't leave her outside.

"Squeak!!"

The closed bamboo door opened with a soft sound. An Pingsheng walked out of the bamboo building and looked outside. A beautiful figure stood in the bamboo forest, wearing a simple white outfit on her, which was particularly suitable.

The elegant temperament is as beautiful as a natural person, with a layer of white gauze covering her face. She cannot see her face, but she can also see from other places. Her appearance is probably not ordinary.

"It turns out it's Miss Zhao Xinlan. I didn't expect that you will teach me martial arts. If there is any negligence, please don't blame me."

An Pingsheng looked at Zhao Xinlan with clear eyes and deliberately kept a certain distance. This distance could minimize the impact of Zhao Xinlan on him.

He did not speak like an ordinary monk, but he just spoke up and said flattering words. He did not ask for help, but used the opportunity given by his treasures to learn skills.

They are just dealing with each other, not asking each other for each other, and they do not owe each other, even if they face Zhao Xinlan, they will have no psychological burden.

If you want to talk about beauty, which one is the White Fox King and the Scorpion Queen in the Tiannan Mountains is not the national beauty and fragrance?

No matter what, our tiger is also a tiger who has seen the world, so it can be treated with a normal mind that ordinary people do not have.

This different treatment made a strange light flash in Zhao Xinlan's eyes, and she said softly: "The plan for one day is in the morning. The early morning is the most energetic. All things are revived, all things are awakened, and the rising sun is rising. It is the one who learns the shooting skills.

The best moment.

My Zhao family accepted your gift and naturally had to be responsible for the church. In the Zhao family's generation, Xinlan just happened to learn shooting skills. So, I volunteered to teach Brother An's martial arts. You... wouldn't be unwelcome."

A pair of eyes blinked, as if they could speak.

"If there is no such thing as Fairy Luoying, I can come to teach me personally. That is my blessing. There is no reason why I am not welcome." An Pingsheng nodded and said with a quarrel.

A flash of light in his hand, and a silver spear appeared. This spear was obtained in the forbidden area. Although it was still a weapon embryo, it would definitely not be a problem if it was used to practice martial arts.

The Overlord Spear is the ancestor of the Zhao family. It is of high quality and is a top-quality spiritual weapon. It is too late to hide in An Pingsheng, so how could it be taken out in front of the Zhao family?

Zhao Xinlan glanced at the spear he took out, smiled indifferently, and nodded, "Since that's the case, we don't have to be too polite. We will need to spend a long time together in the future. This title is too cold. From now on, I will call you.

Brother An, just call me Xinlan.”

"Okay!!"

There is no need to pay too much attention to these subsections. An Pingsheng knew for a long time that he would not be able to be in the house if he had to learn marksmanship.

Therefore, in front of the bamboo building, a clear space was specially vacated, which happened to be used as a teaching place. The two walked to the open space and stood opposite each other.

Zhao Xinlan's gun was also taken out. It was a green bamboo gun made of thousands of years of green bamboo. Judging from its quality, it was obviously a top-quality magic weapon, and it was extraordinary.

Taking out the gun, Zhao Xinlan didn't seem to plan to teach from the beginning, but opened her eyes and landed on An Pingsheng with her red lips, and said: "The gun is a weapon, with a wide variety of weapons, including swords and swords,

There are halberds, axes, etc., but only in mortal wars, they are most well-known and the most common standard weapon.

The ancients said that the spear is the king of hundreds of soldiers. Among the eighteen martial arts, the sword is the leader of the short soldiers, and the leader of the long soldiers is the long spear. Xinlan saw that Brother An could abandon ten pieces in the world of immortal cultivation, which is rare.

The treasured weapon is only for learning the martial arts in the world. I was quite curious in my heart. I dare to ask Brother An, "Why do you choose a gun if you don't choose so many weapons?"

After saying that, a pair of clear eyes quietly stared at An Pingsheng.

Speaking of guns, they have existed since ancient times in their previous lives. In ancient history, spears have never disappeared, and are almost buttons that run through the history of previous lives.

An Pingsheng's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, a hint of remembrance, and seemed to be trapped in a kind of reverie. After a long time, he met Zhao Xinlan's gaze without dodging and said in a deep voice: "The gun is in my wish!!"

An Pingsheng once read a record in his previous life, which made him particularly remember it. The evaluation of the spear was extremely high.

The gun is the king of all tools, and it is difficult to defeat each weapon. People in the world respect the gun as the king of art, and the gun is defeated when encountering the gun. The gun force is to break the stick, and the flower arrangement is to break the card and move it, and fight against each other.

The method of breaking the sword, breaking fork, breaking the shovel, breaking the double sword, breaking the short sword, hooking and pounce method to break the whip, breaking the mace, breaking the big sword, breaking the halberd. People only do not see real guns, so they are confused about all the tools. One gets real guns

, it is a joke to see all the tools.

Those who don’t know say: Blood fights and sharp weapons. If the enemy is within two meters, isn’t it a bloody battle? If the real gunman kills people, but the enemy has not reached within one meters, what should we use for short weapons? Only by fighting in the streets of the camp, we should use a knife and whip and stick.

Ear. As for the fire of the crossbow, bird gun, it must be twenty steps away, the shield can be used to control, and the cannon cannot hit, so it will be put into the sky. Although the two are longer than guns, they are not feared.

The spear has almost witnessed the rise and fall of China. From the spear used by primitive people at the beginning, it has gradually evolved to the current spear. It can be said that the history of the use of spears is a microcosm of the development of war weapons in previous lives.

Although An Pingsheng had never experienced such an era, he could imagine that the kind of grace of standing on the battlefield, one horse and one gun, and no one could defeat him. The gun opened and closed, swept across thousands of troops, was also in line with the

An Pingsheng moved forward with a brave and fierce personality.

Therefore, after An Pingsheng came out of the mountain, he chose a gun as his weapon without hesitation.

"Brother An is indeed a free and easy person. The gun is in line with my wish, and it is really good."

Zhao Xinlan's eyes lit up significantly. In the world of immortal cultivation, gun cultivators are not common, but sword cultivators are more common, especially sword cultivators. Not only are they powerful and have strong lethality, but they are also very cool. They are handsome and capable, so who doesn't want to

like?

Not only is it difficult to get a gun, there is an old saying that the moon stick, the yearly knife, and the long-term practice of the gun.

Practicing guns is much more difficult than other weapons, and their power is not much different from other weapons. There are not many people who naturally choose guns.

Therefore, there are almost no sects that focus on sword cultivation in the world of immortal cultivation, and there are almost no gun cultivation sects.

Zhao Xinlan was happy to see that An Pingsheng sincerely liked guns, which shows that An Pingsheng was not a sudden whim, but a sincere desire to learn the art.

The Zhao family has practiced gun skills for generations, so Zhao Xinlan naturally wants to see the gun art be developed.

"I'm just saying what I think in my heart." An Pingsheng looked calm and selectively ignored the appreciation in Zhao Xinlan's eyes.

On the first morning, Zhao Xinlan did not teach the gun immediately, but just talked about some of the history of guns, allusions of guns, and some basic things.

After all, An Pingsheng is just a beginner or an outsider. If he had not gained a lot of martial arts insights in the secret realm, he could have said that he would not understand anything and would have to learn everything from scratch.

Although I have gained many insights into shooting skills, those are made up of many gunman puppets, and they are often scattered and scattered.

It is necessary to conduct a systematic review.

What Zhao Xinlan taught at the beginning was just a theory, and there was nothing to say about skills.

It’s not that you don’t teach, but that you need to follow the steps.

Understand the key points little by little, just like a child learning to walk. First learn the general outline and basics of marksmanship, just like walking step by step, and suddenly learning skills, no doubt that he can't even walk.

It would be strange if you go to learn to run and don’t fall.

The towering building rises from the flat ground.

With a peaceful mind and a peaceful life, I naturally will not misunderstand this principle.

So, he was not in a hurry at all, nor did he urge Zhao Xinlan to say that he had one month left to meet Chijiu. His plan was to use this month to learn guns.

Turn your marksmanship into your own things, and you can really understand and truly understand.

There is no need to worry about time issues at all. With these fragmented foundations, it is not difficult to improve his marksmanship by one level in a month.

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