Li Changgong noticed Han Yang's eyes and introduced with a solemn expression: "My ancestor of the Hundred Wars Alliance was born in a poor family. He only relied on his own talent and hard work to create such a foundation. This wooden house was built by my ancestor in Luojia City.
The residence has been preserved by our Hundred Wars Alliance to this day..."
The corners of Han Yang's mouth twitched.
He was born into a poor man.
Tie Qingshu's background is indeed humble, but he is by no means poor.
If one were really born into poverty, it would be impossible for him to become a demigod at a young age and then, after a battle, condense his divine power and advance to the divine realm.
It is clear that Tie Qingshu is an eccentric person who deliberately plays tricks on his sect's juniors.
Han Yang vaguely remembered that Tie Qingshu's residence in Luojia City was a nice three-level house.
If you think about it, you can understand how it is possible for a demigod to live in a wooden house.
It was only these younger disciples who blindly worshiped Tie Qingshu that they believed her lies.
Han Yang felt that if Tie Qingshu was still alive and saw Li Changgong speaking these words seriously in front of him, he would jump and laugh.
"Senior, you come with me..."
Li Changgong gently pushed open the door of the wooden house, as if he was afraid that if he moved too hard, he would destroy the treasure.
This wooden house is clearly an artifact!
Damn it!
These guys were really fooled by Tie Qingshu.
Han Yang couldn't help but laugh, but he couldn't bear to expose Li Changgong's assumptions about his ancestor Tie Qingshu.
When Han Yang stepped into the wooden house, he looked slightly stunned.
Because the layout in the wooden house is clearly a replica of the main hall he had in the Ares Mountain.
Even the arrangement of pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk is exactly the same as his most convenient position back then.
Han Yang couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.
In the eighth life, he suffered a sudden change and then died. Tie Qingshu, who had always been attached to him, must have been the most devastated.
But……
What happened back then was really too sudden.
As his fingers gently touched everything in the wooden house, Han Yang seemed to be able to hear Tie Qingshu's cheerful voice.
"Benefactor, what do you think of my words? Do they look like you?"
"Benefactor, seventh brother bullied me again, you have to help me vent my anger."
"My benefactor, I really want to eat the barbecue you made..."
"Benefactor, are your shoulders sore? Let me give you a squeeze..."
"Benefactor, benefactor, benefactor..."
Rebirth of the ninth generation.
Han Yang had been lonely, but he had also been brilliant.
The sixth God of War allowed him to stand at the highest level in the God Realm and enjoy infinite scenery.
Be more in charge of one party's authority.
But in the changing world, what Han Yang cared about most was his former best friend after all.
The word love, love, friendship, and family affection is more unforgettable than all power, all killing, and all martial arts.
"Senior, this is the Baizhan Tie of our Baizhan Alliance..."
Li Changgong obviously did not see Han Yang's melancholy, and began to point to an object in the center and introduce to Han Yang the original Baizhan Tie "written personally" by Tie Qingshu, the founder of the Baizhan Alliance.
That's right.
According to the records of "Quotations of the Patriarch", the Hundred Battle Tie was written by the Patriarch Tie Qing during his hundreds of battles and his understanding of the path of attack. It is a supreme magical skill that points directly to the original path.
Han Yang withdrew his thoughts and turned his attention to Baizhan Post.
It's my own handwriting.
That girl Tie Qingshu actually openly took possession of her copybook as her own?
Time for a spanking!
Han Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, forming a smile.
On the Bai Zhan post, there should have been one hundred and eight words for Zhan.
But perhaps it was too long ago. At this time, thirty-seven of the war characters had become blurry and dim, and it was almost impossible to see their original appearance.
There are only seventy-one words for war, keep it clear.
Li Changgong sighed and explained: "The Patriarch's Hundred Battles Post has the power to kill and seal the king. Unfortunately, once it is used, it will be consumed, and there is no possibility of recovery, and it is even impossible to comprehend. Our Hundred Battles Alliance's Hundred Battles Way
, in fact, it has been cut off for a long time. The three of us have been unable to step into the realm of kingship because we were unable to comprehend the seventy-second method of warfare..."
At the end of the sentence, he looked at Han Yang with burning eyes.
The most important reason why Han Yang and Tie Yuan were so excited when he wrote the word "One Hundred and Eight Battles" was because the Hundred Battles Alliance's method of "Hundred Battles" has been lost.
Han Yang wrote it completely.
If Han Yang can continue to write and copy it to complete the Hundred Battles, then he and Tie Yuan will have a chance to take a step further and become kings.
And Duan Qingshan might not have to die!
"Here comes the pen!"
After Han Yang stood attentively for a moment, he suddenly shouted and stretched out his right hand.
Li Changgong's body was shaken, and he hurriedly polished it for Han Yang himself, and brought the Shenlang brush placed on the table to Han Yang with both hands.
After Han Yang gathered his momentum, he moved his pen and wrote the word "war" directly on the Baizhan Post.
"No!"
Li Changgong originally thought that Han Yang would use the paper on the desk to do a test first. Unexpectedly, Han Yang actually wrote directly on the Baizhan Tie, which made him scream in shock.
It's just that if I want to stop him at this time, firstly, it's too late, and secondly, I don't dare to take action casually.
Since the great war that year, the Hundred Battle Alliance kings used the Hundred Battle Post to meet the enemy and killed all the invading enemies, but the Hundred Battle Post has become incomplete.
The ancestors of all generations have thought about completing the Hundred Battles, but no one has been able to succeed.
Everyone who directly wrote on the Bai Zhan post was dampened by the strong fighting spirit emanating from the post, and some even died from the backlash.
Over time, no one dared to desecrate the relics of the ancestors.
Li Changgong never expected that Han Yang would be so bold and write directly on the Baizhan Post without saying a word.
However.
What made him even more unexpected was that after Han Yang wrote the word "war" on the iron-painted silver hook, there was no abnormality in the Baizhan post that used to be full of fighting spirit.
What's going on?
Buzz!
The light flickered, and the light on the seventy-second war word lit up again.
"It actually... actually made up for it? How is this possible... If you want to make up the Hundred Battles Post, you must go through many deductions. Even if you know how to write the words, you still need to integrate them with the way of heaven so as not to arouse the intention to fight.
Backlash, how is this possible..."
Li Changgong, who was standing aside, was dumbfounded.
The ancestors of the Baizhan Alliance have also copied the Baizhan Tie.
Everyone knows how to write the next word "War", but no one can write the next word "Baizhan".
This already involves martial arts and heavenly Dao, and is a comprehensive reflection of a person's martial arts realm.
Li Changgong had no extravagant hopes that Han Yang could complete the Hundred Battles at the level of a demigod.
In his opinion, there might be hope of completing it until Han Yang completes the seventy-one battle characters and is promoted to the feudal realm or above.
But what he saw before him was that Han Yang's performance was completely beyond his expectations.
"That's right...that's the word! It was actually added..."
When Li Changgong's eyes fell on the seventy-second battle word, he clearly felt that the Hundred Wars Divine Art in his body was being pulled and began to run crazily.
The realm that has been unable to be broken through for so long has actually become looser.
The character for war written by Senior Han perfectly matches the original character for war in Baizhan Tie, and is generally the same.
No!
Li Changgong had an incredible feeling.
That is, the word "War" written by Han Yang is actually more perfect than the word "War" on the Baizhan Poster left by the Patriarch.
While he still didn't know what to say, Han Yang had already picked up the pen again and wrote the second word "war".
Seventy-three, fight!
It is still integrated and flawless.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Every time Han Yang wrote the word "war", the Hundred Wars Divine Art in Li Changgong's body vibrated once.
The pass at the peak of the feudal lordship was broken bit by bit in a silent moment.
In an instant, Li Changgong had half-stepped into the realm of kingship!
Become the king in half a step!
Li Changgong, who had made no progress for several epochs, was now only half a step away from the realm of kingship.
…
In the secret realm.
Tie Yuan had just sealed Ling Qiu's memory, and he also felt the fluctuation of the title of king coming from the ancestor's old site.
"Uncle Master is advancing to the King's Realm. Could it be that...senior Han can really complete the Hundred Battles Post? Oh my God..."
Subconsciously, Tie Yuan threw Lingqiu out of the secret realm with a wave of his hand, and then he strode towards the wooden house.