Martial Myth System

"en?" Han Feng was taken aback, "hold the sword?"

Jun Huaixu looked at Han Feng's slightly dazed expression and smiled:

"The Legendary story of your retrograde defeating the gods and saving thousands of people has now spread throughout the world. The Sword Suspension Department has to punish you, and naturally you have to be promoted enough. Originally, with your feats, even the sword master did it. Yes, but your own martial arts foundation is too bad, and you can’t convince the public as a sword master, so let’s be a swordsman first."

"However, based on the current Grade 8 strength of your subordinates, that’s It’s not enough to be a commander...you can’t convince the people even as a swordman..."

Jun Huaixu's approachable personality made Han Feng a little more relaxed and communicated with him.

Jun Huaixu in azure clothes waved his hand:

"This is not without precedent. Back then, there was a girl in the Sword Suspension Department called Bai Feihuang, who was older than you now. It's a lot smaller, and it's also an exceptionally promoted sword. Your credit can no longer be greater. You can't convince the crowd if you don't promote it."

Han Feng thought a little bit.

"This...then it depends on the transfer of adults."

"Ha, it seems to force you to get promoted."

Jun Huai With a false smile, the conversation turned:

"Han, what plans do you have for the future?"

Han Feng knew that his performance in the First Battle of Yanhua City made him utterly insane. impossible low-key and sinking, so he turned his face slightly to look at Jun Huaixu:

"What kind of plans do you wish for me in the future?"

Jun Huaixu asked Han Feng rhetorically , Laughed suddenly, and took a sip of the bottle gourd in his hand:

"Naturally, I hope you will be a man, help the community, and protect the people."

Han Feng sighed:

"In fact, my subordinates are also a little confused. I was born in a small town on Chang'an Road since I was a child. Taiping day and night only thought it was the same in the world. Suspension Department, this world is very different... Jiangyang thieves kill people like drinking water, Heavenly Truth Church bloodstained the cult, and the cult of the Sacred Heart Gate. Even the martial arts Sect is as fragile as a chicken, bloody sacrifices, and Evil God. Coming into the world...I just feel confused...Why is this world like this?"

Han Feng said that although it is not all true, it is also sincere. As an ordinary world of science and technology civilization Person, Han Feng in the past never thought that he would face these blade light and sword shadows directly, bloody fight...Even if he is used to being in it now, he occasionally feels like a dream.

"Xiaohan, do you know what I did in the past?"

Jun Huaixu stood up while speaking, holding the wine gourd in his hand, his sleeves flying in the wind brush.

Han Feng looked at Jun Huaixu's back, and could faintly feel the weight of this man.

"My boy was a Confucian scholar who cultivated Confucianism. I studied at the White Deer Academy of Chang'an Dao. Now I think about it, it is also a prosperous time."

Han Feng as a Chang'an Dao person , I thought about it a bit, but didn't think of the name White Deer Academy.

"You don’t have to think about it, you have already died in the war between the Imperial Court and Southern Wilderness Demon Sect."

Jun Huai Xu seems to see through Han Feng’s mind, with his back facing Han Feng said: "The bloody battle lasted for more than three years. A soldier burned up the southern martial arts. I and a few of my companions were displaced in the battle, struggling to survive, and joined the Sword Suspension Department by chance. In the end, When I became the master of the Sword Suspension Department, I was already alone."

azure clothes I have brought it face-to-face in one stroke, but Han Feng can hear from the words the danger and tragic and desolation of the killing in person. .

A war...Millions of deaths and lives...

"This journey, from confusion to firmness, is just for the sake of a clear one."

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Han Feng right hand supported the ground, stood up, and stood beside Jun Huaixu, saying it was in the [Mingxuan Pagoda]. Looking past, it was ten miles of peach blossoms.

"Does your lord hope that I can be ashamed?"

Jun Huaixu did not answer directly, but pointed to Taolin in the distance and said:

"Look at the tallest peach tree in the peach forest, always facing the stronger wind."

Han Feng following the direction Jun Huaixu pointed, a huge peach tree stood on the peach Lin Zhongfang, let the strong wind urge you to break.

Jun Huaixu continued:

"Beautiful Tree In The Forest, Wind Must Certainly Destroy It. You used the [Future Mirror] divine force to repel the unborn mother. The name moves the world, but in the same way, the fact that you have the potential of Innate is also understood by the world’s Demon Sect. Temptation, ambush... It is bound to come one after another, I hope you can uphold your heart and not lose the kindness in people’s hearts ."

Han Feng nodded.

"After joining the Sword Suspension Department for a period of time, you should have been able to feel the dangers faced by this country, bandits, cults, Demon Sect...the whole departure from the country is shaken by wind and rain, and you don’t know. How long can it last? I hope you younger generations can grow up soon, so that old fogey like me will stop trying to support it."

"The subordinates understand, I will work hard to improve myself." Han Feng looked at Jun Huaixu, Lord Sizhu looked very young, only in his thirties at most, completely inconsistent with old fogey's saying, "However, what does Innate's potential mean?"

" [Future Mirror] does not empower mortals out of thin air, but it allows people to cross the long river of time to obtain their own future body abilities. I use [Future Mirror] to perceive your potential to reach realm like Innate in the future. This is also true. The reason why I chose you alone from the ten thousand people."

Innate? The brand new realm on the top ten Martial Dao......Han Feng thought.

Jun Huaixu said and laughed:

"Ha, people like to think of things when they are old, don’t be annoying."

" How come..."

Han Feng quickly denied it.

Jun Huaixu waved his hand again.

"Okay, you made a great contribution. Sizhong has recorded your merits for you. You can take any spiritual medicine utensils by yourself. After you [Fengyun Bi], I will give it to you. Arranging a brand new guarding mission."

"[Father and Cloud Ratio]?"

Han Feng recalled it, vaguely remembering that it was a battle within the Sword Suspension Department. Division of guards, commanders, and swordsmen.

The winner is crowned, and the loser has no complaints.

But, there is a question here...

"My lord! Do I now compete in the guard level or the sword level?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Jun Huaixu’s lips: "As a swordsman, can't you compete with the guard? But since your time in the department is short, you can join the commander first, five days later. [Fight and Cloud Fight] At the beginning, I’ll wait to see your performance."

Han Feng has a bitter face, even if it’s just an order, it’s a Grade 7 expert, so everyone can’t be Bai Feihuang. Or maybe it's an extraordinary promotion like this.

Maybe people find that the opponent is a guy who takes shortcuts like himself, and he will start a bit more ruthlessly.

Han Feng was thinking about [Fighting Storm] and suddenly thought of something, and looked at Jun Huaixu: "My lord, I have another conspiracy about [Gudu] I want to share with you."

Jun Huaixu shook the head with a smile.

"I already know about this."

Han Feng was taken aback, but didn't expect it.

"Okay, I have kept you long enough. Your teammates should have been worried about you. You should go back first. I look forward to seeing your performance in [Wind and Cloud Ratio]. "

The voice fell, Jun Huaixu's sleeves turned over, and Han Feng's silhouette disappeared in the space of [Mingxuan Tower].

Jun Huaixu sighed softly and looked at the peach forest in the distance, raising his hand to take a sip of soju.