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Chapter 520 Breakthrough of Foreign Objects
"Stinky boy, do you need to work so hard?"

At this time, Sun Wu had already checked his disciple's injuries. Although he was cursing, there was still a glimmer of joy in his eyes.

From general to martial king, this threshold has almost stopped 90.00% of [-] warriors, and there are countless generals and warriors who die every year because of forced promotion.

But as long as this step is passed, the sky will let the birds fly, and the sea will let the fish leap.

Becoming a Martial King not only greatly improves one's cultivation and strength, but also prolongs one's lifespan. Only a Martial King is qualified to be called a high-level warrior.

No matter which force in human beings, King Wu is a highly respected existence.

Being recruited, King Wu can guard one side, even if he forms a force by himself, usually no one will provoke him.

For example, Sun Wu, who sits in the Qingshan Escort Bureau as the king of Wu, develops the business of the Escort Bureau to every corner of the four countries, not to mention the warriors of the human race, even the monster races have to give up three points.

"Master, half of this kid's bones are broken, and he probably needs to cultivate for a year and a half."

Although Zhao Changqing's injury was extremely serious, it was still worth it in Sun Wu's view. Generals who were promoted to King Wu were fighting with their lives, and getting injured was just a common thing.

Back then when Zhao Changqing was promoted to Martial King, he was also seriously injured, even more serious than Zhao Changqing is now. If Su Xiaofan hadn't made a move, he would have been lying in bed for three to five years.

However, the vitality of Wu Wang warriors is extremely strong, as long as they are not killed on the spot, they can basically heal themselves slowly.

King Wu can even regenerate a broken limb, but it takes a long time, and it also requires a huge amount of energy and blood. A warrior who regenerates a broken limb will usually be weak for several years.

So at the moment Zhao Changqing looks seriously injured, but he is not considered to be on the verge of dying. He only needs to stay in bed for a year or so, and he will recover slowly.

"Well, there's nothing serious about it, I'll wake up after a while."

Su Xiaofan glanced at Zhao Changqing, and there was also a look of joy in his eyes.

A military general is promoted to become a Martial King, which is a leap in the level of life. Zhao Changqing can fight against the enemy, and his cultivation will improve in the future. Even among the Martial King warriors, he is also a top existence.

"Master, look..."

Sun Wu leaned over to Su Xiaofan's side, and said eagerly: "We are still doing darts, Changqing looks like this, it's not convenient to follow."

"Just throw it on the carriage, what's the inconvenience?"

Su Xiaofan glared at Sun Wu, warriors have strong recovery ability, especially Wu Wang, as long as he didn't die on the spot, a few bumps on the road are nothing at all.

"Ahem, master, this is your grandson."

Sun Wu had a pitiful look on his face, "Master, it's a matter of little effort for you, it's better to save this poor child and let him suffer less."

When a martial artist is injured, he only needs to instill a huge amount of Qi and blood, or take the treasures of heaven and earth, and the injury can be healed quickly.

Let Su Xiaofan consume energy and blood, Sun Wu dare not think about it, but it is a genius and treasure, it seems that Master got two just now.

"You boy, I just got these two good fruits, and I will be begged for one by you."

Seeing Sun Wu staring at the box in his hand, Su Xiaofan shook his head speechlessly.

Although this lion fruit is not a holy medicine for healing, it contains extremely huge qi, blood and vitality, and it is suitable to be used on Zhao Changqing at this moment.

"Take it, this kid Changqing is lucky."

Su Xiaofan ate this lion fruit to satisfy his appetite at most, it has no effect at all, so naturally he would not be reluctant, so he threw a lion fruit over immediately.

"Thank you Master, I thank Master on Changqing's behalf."

His apprentice hurt himself, and Sun Wu, who got the lion fruit, was overjoyed immediately, squeezed Zhao Changqing's chin, and directly stuffed the lion fruit into Zhao Changqing's mouth.

The lion fruit looks like the size of a fist, but in fact it melts in the mouth. Almost at the moment of the entrance of the lion fruit, Zhao Changqing groaned in his throat, and he woke up slowly.

"Master, master ancestor, I have advanced!"

Opening his eyes and seeing the people in front of him, Zhao Changqing couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes. Injuries are nothing. He has to be injured dozens of times a year, and he doesn't take it to heart at all. The key is that he is already a martial artist.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and meditate, and refine the lion fruit given by your ancestor!"

Sun Wu patted Zhao Changqing on the head and asked Zhao Changqing to take Hun'er back.

It was at this moment that Zhao Changqing felt the huge qi, blood and vitality in his body, so he didn't talk nonsense at the moment, and quickly practiced and refined it, repairing his body's injuries.

"Wait until dawn to recover almost, but it will not affect the journey."

Su Xiaofan looked around, because of the fight between Zhao Changqing and the Golden Lion Demon King just now, the several kilometers of grassland around here has already been hardened into solid ground, and this space is even wider than the camp.

Su Xiaofan didn't bother to go back to the camp, so he greeted Shen Haodong and the others, and simply sat down here on the ground, and he could be regarded as the guardian of Zhao Changqing who recovered his injuries.

"Congratulations Brother Qingshan, Changqing has the appearance of a martial saint."

After everyone sat down, Shen Haodong also looked at Zhao Changqing not far away with admiration.

Although it is said that warriors need to disregard life and death to break through, but there are very few people who can really do it.

The previous Zhao Changqing had really broken through the shackles of his mind and mind. This kind of breakthrough in battle would be of great benefit to his future growth, and a complete mind is also one of the necessary conditions to advance to the rank of Martial Saint.

Coupled with the resources of Qingshan Martial Saint, Shen Haodong is sure that there will be another Martial Saint in the future Qingshan Bodyguard Agency.

Counting Sun Wu, who is not far from being promoted to a martial saint, Qingshan Escort Bureau has a family of three martial saints, even if compared with the strength of those dynasties, I am afraid that they will not be much weaker.

"Congratulations, Lord Qingshan."

Jiang Zhen looked at Zhao Changqing with some envy. The other party is not a talisman warrior, and the future road is much wider than him.

"The demon king's blood is of little use to you. If you want to advance to Martial Saint, you still need to find another way."

Su Xiaofan glanced at Jiang Zhen, and said: "This trip is going to the sea of ​​Gods. If you and Sun Wu can kill a sea monster, maybe you will be promoted..."

"Sea Demon Saint?"

Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Jiang Zhen immediately shut his mouth tightly.

The gap between the demon saint and the king of martial arts is even greater than the gap between the king of martial arts and the military commander. To become a demon saint is already able to control the power of a side of heaven and earth.

Just imagine how manpower can defeat the sky. With the other party controlling the power of heaven and earth, King Wu, let alone beheading the demon saint, even if he wanted to hurt the other party, it would be foolish.

Not to mention that Shendu Sea is the home of the demon saints in the sea, and it is difficult to deal with the demon saint Wu Wang on land. In the Shendu Sea, isn't it just a snack for those sea beasts, let alone beheaded, they can protect themselves Both Jiang Zhen and Sun Wu are capable.

"The road has been pointed out for you. Whether you want to go or not is up to you."

Su Xiaofan didn't say much, he taught his disciples that the master led them into the door and practiced on their own. Fortunately, Sun Wu's lineage is more competitive and has produced many good seedlings.

As for the aptitude of Zhou Xiong's lineage is much worse, Zhou Xiong's father, also Su Xiaofan's first disciple, has long been turned into a bowl of loess, and his bones are probably turned into yellow mud.

Although Zhou Xiong's aptitude is good, he is expected to be promoted to the Martial King, but he will stop being the Martial King in this life, and he has no chance to become a Martial Saint.

This is also the difference between staying in the city and teaching disciples safely, and going out as a dart. Compared with people like Sun Wu who walk on the knife's edge, the comfortable life undoubtedly limits the development of warriors.

"Ahem, ancestor..."

Zhou Xiong, who rushed over from behind, saw Su Xiaofan glance at him, which actually made him feel frightened, and he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

Uncle Sun Wu is about to be kicked out of Shenduhai by the ancestor, and his training task may not be easier than Zhao Changqing's beheading the demon king.

Zhou Xiong's calves trembled a little when he thought of the Heaven Swallowing Python Demon King that the ancestor said earlier, that thing was much more difficult to deal with than the Golden Lion Demon King.

If it was said that Zhao Changqing was close to death against the Golden Lion Demon King, Zhou Xiong felt that his training mission was ten deaths and no life. He really didn't have much confidence in his victory.

It's not that Zhou Xiong is timid, it's because the strength gap between the two sides is too large, especially seeing the strength of the Demon King's domain today, which makes Zhou Xiong feel a little desperate.

"I originally wanted Changqing to join you in the opponent's sky-swallowing python, but I didn't expect him to advance ahead of schedule."

Su Xiaofan turned his face to look at Zhou Xiong, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he couldn't see what Zhou Xiong was thinking, it was because his courage had been vented.

Without the bravery of a warrior, it would be impossible for Zhou Xiong to make a breakthrough between life and death. His path to become a king of martial arts was almost cut off in half.

"Old Ancestor, I am useless."

Zhou Xiong lowered his head, secretly regretting in his heart.

Zhou Xiong felt that he shouldn't have taken over the Qingshan Martial Arts Academy in the first place. If he had been practicing in the Qingshan Escort Bureau, perhaps he would be the one who broke through to the King of Martial Arts today.

"Give you two choices."

Su Xiaofan sighed, and said: "One is to make a breakthrough in the battle, and one is to die, but with your current mentality, death is almost certain."

"Old Ancestor, what about the second choice?"

A look of hope appeared in Zhou Xiong's eyes. He seemed to have other choices based on what the old ancestor said.

"You are teaching disciples in the martial arts hall, and you rarely go out to fight with monsters and ghosts. You are not to blame for this."

Su Xiaofan thought for a while, and said: "Another lion fruit can be given to you, but your journey as a martial artist will stop at the Martial King. Holy."

Lion fruit is the sacred fruit of the golden lion group. Although it looks like a small golden lion, it does not mean that it is only effective for the golden lion group.

For a martial artist like Zhou Xiong who is only one step away from the realm of the Martial King, taking lion fruit can also have the effect of breaking through and advancing.

But just like what Su Xiaofan said, the lion fruit can help Zhou Xiong become the King of Martial Arts, but Zhou Xiong's journey as a warrior will stop at the King of Martial Arts, and the hope of being promoted to the rank of Martial Saint is completely cut off.

"Ancestor, I..."

Zhou Xiong is in a state of confusion at the moment. As a warrior, becoming the most powerful person is the goal of all warriors, so this kind of decision is not easy to make.

"Accept the lion fruit, Qingshan Martial Arts still needs you to continue."

Su Xiaofan waved his hand and threw the box containing the lion fruit to him, "Don't be reconciled, you are much better than your father, at least you still have the chance to choose."

Su Xiaofan's big disciple back then, that is, Zhou Xiong was his father, but he was not as lucky as him. When he died, he was a military commander, and he was far from the realm of King Wu. Su Xiaofan couldn't help Su Xiaofan even if he had talents he.

"Well, Zhou Xiong, there are many Martial Kings who have used foreign objects to break through, so you don't have to worry about it."

Shen Haodong also spoke at this time, for the hardships of being promoted to Martial King, he even knew more than Su Xiaofan, and knew more things.

Now among the four kings of martial arts, there are no breakthroughs by themselves, not to mention none at all, but they are really rare, and most of them are promoted with the help of foreign objects.

For example, among the kings of martial arts guarding one side of the imperial families of the four kingdoms, ten out of ten have taken the treasures of heaven and earth. Not to mention that their road to martial arts is completely cut off, but the hope of becoming a martial saint is extremely slim.

This is also the reason why there are many Martial Kings in the Four Kingdoms, but Martial Saints are extremely rare. Only those like Zhao Changqing who completely rely on their own abilities to break through and advance will have the opportunity to break through to Martial Saints in the future.

"Old Ancestor, do I really not have the aptitude to break through to a Martial Saint?"

Zhou Xiong made a bitter face, and looked at Su Xiaofan, although at the beginning of his martial arts training, his greatest wish was to become a martial king, a powerful and respected figure like Uncle Sun.

However, with the improvement of his cultivation and his age, Zhou Xiong's ideals are constantly being raised. It seems that as long as he works hard, there is hope for Wu Sheng.

However, seeing the battle between Zhao Changqing and the Golden Lion Demon King today, Zhou Xiong suddenly understood in his heart, let alone a Martial Saint, let him go through this kind of battle, and he will most likely die tragically under the giant claws of the Golden Lion Demon King .

"Practicing martial arts and cultivating the mind, aptitude is not the most important thing."

Su Xiaofan looked at Zhou Xiong, shook his head, and said: "As a martial artist, you must have the courage to live to death. The anger in your heart has been vented. It is also a good thing for you to take lion fruit and become a martial king as soon as possible."

From Su Xiaofan's point of view, none of the people in the field and the camp, including Zhao Changjun and the princess of the royal family, will be able to break through to King Wu in the future, because their hearts to Wu are not firm.

Of course, this is not to say that no one can become a Martial King. In this world, there are many spiritual herbs, natural materials, and earthly treasures, and some can assist generals to break through to the Martial King.

As long as the family is rich enough, money can also pile up a Martial King, just like the royal princess, who has good cultivation aptitude, as long as he is willing to spend resources, there is hope of becoming a Martial King within sixty years.

"Thank you ancestor for giving the lion fruit!"

Zhou Xiong has been the owner of Qingshan Wuguan for so many years, so he is naturally a decisive person. After hearing Su Xiaofan's words, he didn't hesitate anymore and sat cross-legged on the ground.

At this moment, in the area near the camp, there are two martial saints, three martial kings, and Zhao Changjun, a peak general. In terms of safety, even the imperial city is probably not as safe as here.

However, the place where Zhou Xiong was meditating was still thousands of meters away from Zhao Changqing. Breaking through King Wu required a lot of evil energy from heaven and earth to temper himself. At this time, the evil energy around Zhao Changqing's body had already been completely absorbed.

Opening the box and taking out the lion fruit, Zhou Xiong stuffed it into his mouth. When the huge power of Qi and blood exploded in his body, Zhou Xiong started to use the kung fu and began to attack the realm of King Wu.

The meridians that were originally blocked in the body were quickly washed away under the huge qi and blood, like white snow melting, and Zhou Xiong's momentum was also rising steadily, and the power of qi and blood in his body became stronger and stronger.

At the same time, the evil spirit from the world within a radius of several thousand meters poured into Zhou Xiong's body like moths rushing into a flame, and traces of blood ooze from Zhou Xiong's skin in an instant. This is the evil spirit that is tempering him. body.

This process will last for several hours, if it is the time of the universe, it will be several days.

But Zhao Changqing, who was healing thousands of meters away, forgot about the process of tempering his body with evil spirit.

Because when Zhao Changqing broke through to the realm of the Martial King during the battle, a trace of the origin of the world was inhaled into his body, and he completed the transformation from a general to a Martial King almost instantly.

This is also the main reason why Shen Haodong said before that Zhao Changqing has the posture of a martial saint. Without this source of heaven and earth, warriors cannot be recognized by the rules of this world, let alone become a martial saint to use the power of heaven and earth.

"Damn it, why can't I absorb the origin of this world."

Looking at his up-and-coming disciple and grandson, Su Xiaofan felt helpless in his heart.

I have always wanted to integrate into this world, but both the avatar and the main body are too strong, and Sisi is suppressed by this world, not to mention absorbing the origin of the world, he can't even refine the evil spirit.

The current Su Xiaofan, although he has an immortal body in this world, well, he can live for hundreds of thousands of years, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he has an immortal heart.

Moreover, Su Xiaofan's physical strength, even hundreds of thousands of martial saints and demon saints combined, is far inferior to him. Even if he is a demon god of martial arts, Su Xiaofan can only punch two times in a fight.

But the only thing that makes Su Xiaofan feel unwilling is that he can't integrate into the origin of this world and comprehend the laws of this world, which also makes Su Xiaofan unable to display his cultivation base.

From Su Xiaofan's point of view, if he wants to leave this space world, he must first restore his strength in the cosmic space or chaotic space, so that he can physically explore this world and search for the exit.

But Su Xiaofan can only use the flying boat magic weapon to leave this planet now, let alone fly, at best he can only jump a few hundred meters high, and then he will be squeezed by the law of this space to the ground. close contact.

That magic weapon needs energy stones to drive it. Although Su Xiaofan has some energy stones now, he doesn't dare to drive the flying boat magic weapon to explore.

Those energy stones can not only drive magic tools, but can also extend Su Xiaofan's life for more than a million years. Su Xiaofan will not use those energy stones unless it is absolutely necessary.

"If you can't find a solution when you come out this time, you'll have to re-do it."

Su Xiaofan sighed in his heart, what he hopes most now is to find the traces of those sages who lived here.

According to Su Xiaofan's knowledge, those cultivators on the mother planet of the earth definitely have existences beyond power, and there may even be high-level void cultivators.

Those people must have found a way to leave this space world, Su Xiaofan most wants to find the cave where they practiced and lived here before, and get the information left by these sages.

The risk of re-cultivating Sangong is extremely high. Su Xiaofan's avatar has been deducing the exercises all these years, but until the arrival of Su Xiaofan's main body, the exercises still failed to be successfully deduced.

However, Su Xiaofan also has a chance. The energy stone he took out last time can keep his body from collapsing after he has finished his kung fu. At that time, as long as he accepts the evil energy into his body, Su Xiaofan feels that he can succeed.

Of course, these are all Su Xiaofan's guesses, before going all over the four countries including the places beyond Shendu Sea, Su Xiaofan still won't make the decision to retrain Sangong.

Zhao Changjun set up several bonfires in the field to dissipate the cold air of the night.

In fact, with Zhao Changqing and Zhou Xiong around, it is difficult for the evil spirits in a radius of several kilometers to gather. This place is actually more comfortable than the camp.

Sun Wu and Jiang Zhen gathered in one place and whispered, apparently what Su Xiaofan said before gave them great pressure.

After all, the sea of ​​gods is a restricted area for human beings, and even the monster races on land dare not go deep into it. Killing a demon saint in the sea of ​​gods is thousands of times more difficult than picking chestnuts from the fire.

However, unlike Zhou Xiong, Sun Wu was promoted to Martial King by virtue of his own strength, with a heart so firm in martial arts that even a demon saint could not shake the heart of a warrior.

As for Jiang Zhen, the hardships he has endured are ten times and a hundred times more than Sun Wu.

Because engraving patterns on the body is a very painful thing, the higher the cultivation level, the more intense the pain.

If Jiang Zhen didn't have a firm heart of warrior, it would be impossible for Jiang Zhen to become a Fulu warrior at the level of Wuwang. I'm afraid he would have given himself a break.

"Chang Jun, I will give you a chance to choose later."

Su Xiaofan, who was chatting with Shen Haodong, couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhao Changjun with a sad face.

In terms of resources, Su Xiaofan is definitely not as good as the four great dynasties, after all they can drive countless warriors to search for heavenly materials and earthly treasures for them.

But again, there are not many opportunities for Su Xiaofan to use these resources.

So far, apart from Zhou Xiong and Zhao Changqing, only Zhao Changjun is qualified to advance to the King of Martial Arts in Qingshan Escort Bureau and Qingshan Wuguan.

Judging from Zhao Changjun's state, it seems that his hope of breaking through and advancing is not very great.

Su Xiaofan had already made up his mind, when he turned around and passed the territory of the Tuntian Python, he would pick off the holy fruit of their clan, and if he was lucky, he might be able to cultivate two more martial king cultivators in the future.

"Thank you, Master!"

Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Zhao Changjun's heart immediately settled down. To be honest, his aptitude is not as good as Zhao Changqing's. Being able to break through to the late general stage has almost exhausted his potential, and he is really not sure to advance to the Martial King.

Therefore, compared with Zhou Xiong's entanglement and reluctance, Zhao Changjun is prepared to use foreign objects to break through King Wu's mind, but this kind of natural treasure is extremely rare, and Zhao Changjun is not sure that he can find it.

Now that Patriarch Qingshan opened his mouth, Zhao Changjun seemed to have taken a reassurance, and he no longer envied the two quasi-martial kings who were being promoted to heal their injuries.

(End of this chapter)