Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

After talking to his mother, Song Yizhi fell into isolation.

Looking at the limp little girl lying on the table, Song Luo reached out and poked her forehead.

Song Yizhi lay on the table with his head tilted and looked at his mother obediently.

Song Luo was so cute that she rubbed her daughter's head and then said in a serious tone, "Compensate when you should. Don't hurt others anymore, and don't hurt the Fifth Elder."

It is natural to repay debts. As for the things Song Yizhi did, as long as she was not his biological daughter, she had already done justice for God!
Song Yizhi nodded, "I know, mother."

Song Luo walked around for a while and then left.

After his mother left, Song Yizhi lay on the small table for a while, and then began to reflect on his shortcomings in the previous fight.

apse.

The apse is a garden, and there is a specially set aside space next to the garden, which is a small school ground.

Song Yizhi held the white tassel gun and practiced it repeatedly, looking for his own shortcomings.

Stab, pick, block...

After practicing each move repeatedly, Song Yizhi slowly became immersed in it.

Song Yizhi, who fell into a state of enlightenment, caused quite a stir, but she was immersed in it and did not notice it.

After God Shura felt the unusual fluctuation of divine power, he understood that it was Song Yizhi who did it.

When he came to the open space at the back hall, he saw Song Yizhi holding a white tassel gun and practicing it repeatedly.

Seeing Song Yizhi who was seriously reflecting on his shortcomings, God Shura stood aside quietly and watched.

He has really grown up. If he goes by the Song Yizhi in his memory, I am afraid that he is falling asleep at this time and will not reflect on his shortcomings.

God Shura's cold voice sounded, "If you're three points closer, you're still two points short of strength."

After hearing this cold and serious voice, Song Yizhi subconsciously followed the instructions. She turned the gun barrel in a circle and stabbed it out again, with increased force.

The moment Baiying gun went out, Song Yizhi also realized the shortcomings.

Seeing Song Yizhi who was able to quickly draw inferences and correct shortcomings, God Shura's eyes showed a bit of satisfaction.

When it comes to marksmanship, Song Yizhi's talent is indeed the most outstanding one he has ever seen.

"Come again." God Shura said.

Song Yizhi said nothing, but fired back and drew the gun again.

With the guidance of God Shura, Song Yizhi's progress was extremely rapid.

She was originally good at shooting, but now she can feel that she has improved a lot.

Song Yizhi was thinking that it would be much easier to fight Rong Yueyuan with her current shooting skills!
When Song Yizhi was almost done practicing, God Shura said, "Haste leads to waste."

Song Yizhi practiced again before stopping. She looked at the god standing outside the clearing, nodded and said, "Thank you."

"How?" God Shura asked.

Song Yizhi raised his hand to straighten the broken hair on his forehead, then said thoughtfully, "There is a feeling of integration."

In terms of marksmanship, the god in front of me is definitely No. 1.

Just by mentioning a few simple words, I felt like I had a sudden enlightenment, which shows how powerful He is.

"The gun is a good gun, but it may not withstand a long battle in the battlefield between gods and demons. I suggest you change to a different gun." God Shura's cold voice sounded.

It can be seen that Song Yizhi likes this gun very much, but this gun may not withstand long-term battles. If he does not want to damage it, it is best to replace it.

Song Yizhi looked down at the white tassel gun in his hand, thoughtfully.

"Let me look for it." Song Yizhi replied.

Although the White Tassel Spear is very good, it is really not a top-notch weapon in the upper world. The enemies on the battlefield between gods and demons should not be underestimated. The White Tassel Spear is not necessarily durable.

"If it doesn't work, I'll forge it again." Song Yizhi said again.

It is too difficult to find a gun that is easy to use in a short period of time.

"Follow me." God Shura said.Song Yizhi followed him without knowing why.

treasure house.

Looking at the word "Treasure House" on the door plaque, Song Yizhi's mouth twitched slightly.

It’s really easy to understand!
God Shura moved his hand, and the heavy door slowly opened.

Song Yizhi walked in with God Shura, and then saw all kinds of...artifacts!
Yes, that’s right, this treasure house is full of weapons, and every weapon is at the artifact level! !
Song Yizhi's eyes widened, and he suspected that he had entered an illusion.

God Shura turned around and saw Song Yizhi looking like he had never seen the world.

"Is there a problem?" God Shura asked.

Song Yizhi's eyes lingered on every weapon, "If you just steal it, oh no, just take it out, you can make people fight for their lives!"

Each of these weapons is what I have dreamed of!

"..." God Shura didn't know for a moment whether he should reveal her little thoughts.

"Since you can't bear to part with this gun, just pick some ore and reforge it." God Shura waved Song Yizhi to the place where the ore materials were piled.

Song Yizhi saw a variety of materials on the archaeological shelf, and she once again felt that she had learned a lot.

However, where are the materials for forging weapons?This is clearly a mountain of spiritual beads!

Song Yizhi turned to look at God Shura, and under His gaze he said, "It's too expensive. I don't have that many spiritual stones."

"..." The veins on God Shura's forehead jumped.

Can He beat Song Yizhi first?
"I don't have the habit of being in debt." Song Yizhi looked at God Shura and spoke seriously, "I know these things are useful to me, but I can't pay the same price."

My relationship with God Shura is already a bit complicated. What if I take His things for nothing?

You must have the proper sense of proportion, and you must not do anything that crosses the line.

God Shura's cold voice sounded, "The Western Demon Realm will launch a wave of attacks in the near future. You will defend one level alone. These are the rewards paid to you in advance."

"Okay." Song Yizhi said, and then selected a few cheaper materials from the shelf.

When God Shura saw this, he moved his hand.

Seeing the unicorn horn falling into his arms, Song Yizhi shook his hand.

God Shura said, "The Western Demon Realm has attacked more than once, and you will not defend it just once."

Song Yizhi had no choice but to accept the materials.

"Can you forge?" God Shura asked.

Song Yizhi nodded.

After all, after living so many lives, forging weapons is a piece of cake for her!
God Shura said no more, and left the treasure house with Song Yizhi.

Before leaving, Song Yizhi looked back at the treasure house.

I don’t know what the second brother’s treasure house is like, so I must go and see it if I have the chance!
Back at his residence, Song Yizhi went to forge the Baiying Spear.

After the White Tassel Spear was forged, the attack on the Western Demon Realm began.

The attack of the Western Demon Realm is fierce this time, and the monks who are already in short supply on the front line must be used in critical places. Song Yizhi alone is enough to guard a pass.

God Shura sent Song Yizhi to Qiangyu Pass, and after a few simple words, he asked the envoy to withdraw people to support other places.

Song Yizhi raised her hands to draw an array. After remodeling and strengthening the defensive array at Qiangyu Pass, she stood on the city wall and waited for the arrival of the demons from the Western Demon Realm.

The demon crawling out of the crack looked at the empty place and once suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

"Kill!" The high-level demons gave the order and led the demons towards Qiangyu Pass.

Suddenly, thousands of guns fell from the sky.

At this time, some demons noticed a small figure on the city wall.

After several high-level demons rushed up against the hail of guns, they saw clearly a young man wearing a black narrow-sleeved robe on the wall. (End of chapter)