Broken Night - Chapter 470

[Chapter Four Hundred and Sixty-Four ── Along the Way]

Broken Night

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Chapter Four Hundred and Sixty-Fourth—Walking all the way

in the Southern Imperial City, he can be said to be unaccompanied.

Even if it is Jin Qianji, it is because the two have the same cause and effect of reincarnation and reincarnation that they became the best friend.

The two experienced this way, even if they are not brothers, but they have a causal relationship deeper than blood.

But if you really want to talk about the longest relationship, you have to count Zuo Chengzhe and Lan Mingxin.

But even Lan Mingxin was taken away by Jin Xing in the middle, and the two met again after more than a year.

He and Zuo Chengzhe have experienced a lot…

being chased and killed by the old monster Chen Shugen in Zhinan City;

adventurous to use Shi Ruwen to engrave Zuo Chengzhe’s tattoo into the palace;

encounter a beast tide in Brandyin Village;

Night Lion City;

Pingnan City;

too many too much.

Although Zuo Chengzhe’s father, Zuo Zhenping, became the new head of the Zuo family after arriving at Nanhuangcheng, he, the new young head of the Zuo family, also became extremely busy.

But no matter how busy he was, he would come to the lakeside hut for dinner at least one day a week.

He was very silent, always smiling faintly, listening to Xu Yan’s nonsense and bragging, saying goodbye after eating and leaving.

But Xu Yan, who was a reincarnated person, knew deeply that this was Zuo Chengzhe’s emphasis on the friendship between the two.

Zuo Chengzhe also didn’t speak, just looked at Xu Yan quietly.

The self that was decades ago also walked in here.

Decades later, the students who had taught from Zhinancheng, a place where birds don’t lay eggs, went to the hall that symbolized the supremacy of the world.

Xu Yan didn’t say anything, the two of them had already been silent.

It’s a pity for him at this moment, because Lan Mingxin is a princess, and it’s probably difficult to appear in such public places.

And my own father. If my father and Mingxin are here, it will be perfect.

His footsteps stopped in front of the classroom door.

Looking up at the unremarkable hut.

But it is this hut, the goal that I have been pursuing for several years, and I have traveled countless miles from the far south.

After only a moment of stagnation, he strode in.

……

As soon as he walked in, Xu Yan heard a voice from out of nowhere: “Little Brother Xu! Come on!” The voice seemed to be coming from far away, but soon there was a sound of struggle. , as if someone was covering his mouth but struggling hard…

In front of the scroll, Wang Qi and Yan Wuzhao both pulled Xu Shichang’s mouth back desperately.

Song Zhixuan looked at Xu Shichang reproachfully: “Junior Brother, please respect yourself.” Xu Shichang also came out of that fanatical fantasy and apologized in a low voice: “I’m sorry.” Even so, he still stared at Xu Shichang in the picture scroll. Yan, thinking to himself: “Little brother Xu, come on! Brother, I’m still here waiting for you to save me!”

Xu Yan in the picture scroll looked around, but he also recognized the voice of Mr. San Xu Shichang, He also laughed: “This is natural! After I get my name on the cloud list, I’ll invite you to get drunk!”

Seeing Xu Shichang getting excited again after hearing the words, Song Zhixuan had no choice but to look at him: “Junior brother, you do this again. I want to talk to the teacher.” Xu Shichang shrugged his head immediately after hearing this, without saying a word.

…………

Xu Yan no longer hesitated and restrained his mind.

boom!

Xu Yan waved his hand, and under the flickering of the multicolored divine ring on his wrist, a giant object fell to the ground.

The giant has nine legs, but they are separated by nine crimson dragon tails.

Calm, fiery, proud.

Several temperaments converged into one, and they looked like living creatures at a glance, as if seeing nine fire dragons on the furnace with their teeth and claws dancing.

“Oh?” Song Zhixuan was a little surprised: “It turned out to be alchemy?”

Qu Xuan also took another look, with a look of concern on her face.

Xu Shichang frowned

, showing concern, “Why doesn’t Brother Xu use the best forging technique?”

After all, she is from Burning Tianshan Mountain: “It is said that there was a cauldron in ancient times, which was tempered by innate fire. The furnace temperature, even if the ordinary firewood is lit, can produce a high temperature enough to burn everything after the nine-level rise of the Nine Dragons Gathering Fire.”

“And the Nine Dragons Gathering Fire Cauldron will also improve the effect when refining the sturdy properties of medicine pills. ”

Song Zhixuan just frowned, no matter how powerful this cauldron was, he didn’t believe how strong Xu Yan’s alchemy technique was.

Could it be that he also stepped into the master realm in alchemy?

……

He had already had an idea for [Cloud Test].

After coming to this world, he has been erudite and educated.

He has learned medical skills from Xu Tian and Pingzhi, and has entered the realm of masters;

tattoo art has an extremely solid foundation, as well as a large stack of advanced tattoos that are still in the five-colored divine ring.

In the realm of tattoo arts, he is no worse than any other genius tattoo artist of the same generation;

although the alchemy technique has not yet entered the master realm, he has already begun to try to refine second-order medicinal herbs, and in the college competition that day. , The reason for Pingji’s question is to use the techniques of countless young alchemy geniuses to make Xu Yan learn very quickly;

as for martial arts, his heart palace is fused with sky fire, and he has a monster-like body.

Although the skills are immature now, it is a precious piece of jade.

In addition, he has learned the [Overlord Disarming] created by Wang Ba, who has once defeated the invincible opponent in the Three Palaces.

Not to mention anything else, even if he lost his apprenticeship in Yunfu, he would definitely join the Jagged War Sect and become Long Huaiyue’s direct disciple.

All of the above are cards in Xu Yan’s hands.

But there is only one trump card.

Really want to say that he is the best at it, and the one he is most familiar with is blacksmithing.

Only in blacksmithing, he has a very high vision.

Perhaps in his martial arts, alchemy, and medical Tao, he has outstanding talent.

But only in the forging one, he can see the blacksmiths all over the world from a top-down perspective.

As for this cloud test, he had already decided that he would show it to others by forging.

At this moment, he remembered the left blood battle.

……

“Borrow 1 million for one year. If you can’t repay a top-level third-order tattoo after one year, then you must be responsible for all the engravings that Chengzhe breaks through into the palace.”

“This It’s fair.” Zuo Xuezhan smiled slightly, then flicked his finger at Xu Yan.

The fist intent of the bloody fight fell into Xu Yan’s spirit.

……

For this bet, he has always kept it in mind.

Not to mention that that day he broke through the innate palace, and the fire in his body was raging.

If it weren’t for the bloody fist, he couldn’t struggle to get out and tore that damn kit.

“The third-order pattern soldier?” Xu Yan muttered to himself: “It’s really not difficult!”

Looking at the world, probably only Xu Yan, who dared to make such a big statement just after breaking through the Xiantian Palace, can create the third-order pattern. Soldier’s Blacksmith!

Looking at the Nine Dragons Gathering Fire Cauldron in front of him, the corner of Xu Yan’s mouth twitched.

He found that today his state is more to be seen than usual.

The mind is extremely clear, as if a thought move, countless whimsical ideas will come out in an endless stream.

“Very good, it’s time to verify what I’ve always thought.”

Xu Yan’s face showed a touch of fanaticism, even madness.

Just like in the previous world, even if he cut off one of his own arms, he used the method of sacrifice to forge the madness of the magic weapon!

“I want to train soldiers!”