In seven years, Han Wei was ten years old and Zhao Yun was twenty years old.

During the seven years, Han Wei was slapped in the face by reality. He was eager to go with Zhao Yun, but he found that even with Yu Yi's careful teaching, there was a huge gap between him and Zhao Yun. Why is the difference between people so big? Is Zhao Yun really talented? Can acquired efforts really not surpass geniuses? Han Wei couldn't let go for a long time, and he thought about this question countless times.

Zhao Yun was twenty years old, at the peak of Qi Condensation, and vaguely saw the threshold of the Dancheng realm. He fought hard to catch up with Qi Condensation for the fifth level. This is the huge gap. He also used a hundred birds to pay phoenixes to pay phoenixes, and he could only fight Zhao Yun for more than 30 rounds. Without Zhao Yun's agility or Zhao Yun's calmness, he only broke the moves in a moment.

Faced with such a failure, Han Wei was not discouraged, but was content. It was already very good to be able to fight Zhao Yun for thirty rounds, and he was only ten years old. Of course, the main reason why he could not beat Zhao Yun was that he was still young and lacked blood. In Zhao Yun's words, he was too familiar with the birds and phoenixes. Yu Yi told Han Wei that he was too rigid and tricks and was not willing to use his gun.

After many failures, Han Wei also found that Zhao Yun's Birds and Phoenix Shooting is indeed different from his use, but Han Wei cannot comprehend the details. His intuition told himself that Zhao Yun's Birds and Phoenix Shooting Shooting may have deviated from the original moves and only the appearance is left.

As soon as the birds' spearing technique was released, the feeling was like a birds coming out of the forest, with extremely strong pressure, and the gun shadows were overwhelmed and at a loss for the opponent. Zhao Yun's spearing technique seemed to be similar to the birds' spearing technique, but that feeling was definitely not.

"That's a snake, yes, it's a snake. It's calm and deadly. It's like being stared at by a snake in secret at all times, extremely depressing." Han Wei commented on Zhao Yun's shooting skills this way.

He did not ask Zhao Yun what was going on, but wanted to understand the mystery by himself. If Zhao Yun said the details, it would definitely have an impact on Han Wei's progress. If he studied martial arts carefully, it would naturally be the word "enlightenment".

On this day, Han Wei was defeated again, but the good thing was that he persisted for forty rounds. This made him very excited, and Zhao Yun also responded with encouragement.

Yu Yi spoke at this time: "Jiuqu, from today on, we will learn new weapons. You are already like a commander of the birds to pay phoenixes, and you can learn halberds. The same is true for Zilong."

The two agreed in unison, with excitement on their faces, looking forward to Yu Yi.

"Jiuqu, I think your martial arts aura is quite domineering, and your moves are invincible. It seems that the halberd is more suitable for you. Zilong is at ease and has the style of a gentleman. He should practice sword skills." Yu Yi said to the two.

"Master wants to teach me that original trick?" Han Wei is more straightforward than Zhao Yun's calmness.

Yu Yi chuckled, shook his head and said, "Hastyness will not be achieved. First learn this set of halberd skills, and then make his plan." Yu Yi is a good teacher. He understands that practicing martial arts should be progressive step by step, and teaching according to his aptitude.

Han Wei was a little disappointed and couldn't help but sigh. Zhao Yun patted his shoulder, saying that there was no need to be so.

"There is no need to be like this. This halberd technique was obtained in Jiangdong back then. After several deductions as a teacher, he finally achieved great success. This is very likely the unique skill of King Chu back then!" Yu Yi was afraid that Han Wei would not be ungrateful, so he told the whole story.

After hearing this, Han Wei nodded happily. Zhao Yun next to him looked at him with envy.

Yu Yi naturally saw it and said to Zhao Yun: "Zilong doesn't need to envy him. The master's sword technique passed down by you was specially created by you." A good teacher will never be biased.

Zhao Yun also said excitedly: "Thank you for your love."

Yu Yi nodded and continued, "I believe you know the Yingjue Xingxiao Sword of your second uncle, and the sword technique that I specially created for you is improved on the basis of the Yingjue Sword. In order to indicate that this sword technique is unique to you, I specially named it: Yunlong Chengfeng."

When Han Wei heard this name, he couldn't help but exclaim: "What a Yunlong Climbing Wind Sword!"

Yu Yi ignored Han Wei's praise and said to the two: "Come with me."

The three of them came to the back hall. After entering the door, they found that the hall was filled with weapons, mostly with swords, guns, swords and halberds. Han Wei said in surprise: "I said, this back hall is a forbidden area with bright views. It turns out that they are all magical weapons and weapons treasured by the master!"

"Hmph, do you think the title of the Soldier Ancestor True Immortal is really a fictional reputation?" Yu Yi did not hide his pride.

Zhao Yun stared at a silver spear with his eyes burning. He had never felt so greedy and desire to get the same thing.

Han Wei could not wait to rush in and fiddle around. Yu Yi's heart trembled as he watched him move his treasure, fearing that Han Wei would be ruined.

Yu Yi no longer cared about Han Wei and let him go, but he wouldn't be really damaged anyway. He turned around and saw Zhao Yun's actions. He smiled and said, "Zilong, that's the gentian silver spear, which was prepared for you."

Zhao Yun almost cried happily, and immediately turned around and bowed: "Thank you for giving the gun, can you give it a try?"

Yu Yi nodded and said lightly: "It's your thing, so it's up to you to deal with it."

Zhao Yun walked over, picked up the gentian bright silver spear, and whispered with his hands excitedly, as if it was his child.

The entire gun blade is extremely sharp, cast by cold iron and silver, in the shape of a silver dragon sticking out its tongue, the dragon head is carved lifelike, and the body downward is the entire gun rod, until the end of the gun happens to be the dragon tail.

After carefully observing the bright silver spear of the gentian, Zhao Yun was extremely fond of it. He couldn't help but combine the Yin-Yang handle and shook out several gun flowers. While the gun flowers bloomed, they were accompanied by sounds, like a dragon's roar. At this time, Zhao Yun only felt that the long spear was integrated with him.

Han Wei also stared at Zhao Yun for a long time. Zhao Yun was holding a gentian silver spear in his hand, majestic. He sighed in his heart: This is Zhao Zilong, Changshan, who is powerful all over the world.

Yu Yi nodded with satisfaction and said, "Zilong is extraordinary, good, great kind."

After Han Wei admired Zhao Yun's heroic posture, his eyes remained not far from the Gentian bright silver spear. There was also a gun, which was a tiger-headed gold spear, which was obviously not an ordinary person.

Yu Yi said to Han Wei: "Alliance gold is a tiger, refining silver is a dragon, and the dragon and tiger are invincible. It is the tiger's powerful golden spear, and it is a pair of gentian bright silver spear. It was prepared for your nephew Bo Jin."

Bo Jin is Zhang Xiu's name, Tong Yuan's first disciple and Zhao Yun's senior brother. Han Wei heard Zhao Yun mention it many times, and he himself knew that Zhang Xiu was the man, and the title of King of Northern Guns will only appear in the future.

When Han Wei and Zhao Yun were looking at the Hu Wei Jin Spear, Yu Yi found another single-eared Qinglong Salute and said to Han Wei: "Jiuqu, this is a Tianlong Breaking City Salute for the master of the King of Chu, which was made of the Black Gold. Although it is not a genuine product, it is only a little inferior. You can use this salute first, and wait for you to practice the King of Overlords' Salute technique and then change the weapon."

Han Wei looked at the dark golden halberd, which was not as gorgeous as the gentian bright silver spear. Its workmanship was quite meticulous. It was said to be the Tianlong Breaking City Sphur, but there was no sign of the dragon at all. Compared with the other gentian spear, it was a world of difference.

"It's also a good idea: The dragon breaks the city, it's good to have a dragon scale!" Han Wei complained in his hand.

Seeing that his treasure was despised, Yu Yi immediately pulled his face and scolded, "Shu Zi, if you don't want it, stay here. Wait until the next time you come to the Divine Soldier Pavilion, then choose something else, hum."

Han Wei just complained, he was not that stupid. He would not be willing to return empty-handed if he had the opportunity to enter the Divine Soldier Pavilion once every seven years. Yu Yi was known as the true immortal of the military ancestor, and his biggest hobby was to collect and create weapons. The descendants of the sect learners every seven years, but often after entering the Divine Soldier Pavilion, they were selected at one time and could not let go of them.

It is like Tong Yuan's flying phoenix spear, Li Yan's Chengying sword, Zhang Xiu's Zhan golden spear and Zhao Yun's bright silver spear. It is either a treasure of Yu Yi or a careful creation of Yu Yi. The Tianlong Breaking City Sphur is obviously a mid-stage work of Yu Yi, and it is not as excited and serious as the early stage, nor is it as proficient and calm as the later stage.

When Yu Yi closed the door of the Shenbing Pavilion Hall, "I will empty this place sooner or later." Han Wei murmured to Zhao Yun beside him.

He and Zhao Yun both walked out more than ten steps, but Yu Yi's careless ridicule still came. Yu Yi'er could hear it when he heard the old Taoist smile: "Hehe, sir, after giving you a leopard courage, let's try again. Do you want to plot against my baby?"

"Tsk, see if I dare." Han Wei said in a low voice, but this time the voice was very small, only he could hear it.

Zhao Yun looked at Han Wei talking back to his master and said to himself: It's been seven years since the master's uncle is still so casual and doesn't take his master seriously at all. He is really a true nature.

Not to mention that Zhao Yun did not dare to contradict Yu Yi, even Tong Yuan did not dare. Except for Han Wei, almost everyone in the sect regarded Yu Yi as a god. But Yu Yi let Han Wei go, and not only did he often quarrel with him. This made Zhao Yun very confused.

I still remember that once the two of them sat with Yu Yi and discussed the truth. Yu Yi said that the world belongs to the emperor. Han Wei retorted that the world belongs to you, or mine, and even more to the world of the people. Yu Yi pondered for a long time, then smiled but didn't say anything. Judging from the meaning, he silently agreed with Han Wei's words. Seeing that Yu Yi did not speak, Han Wei also said that Zhao Yun's army was not fighting for the Han Han, but fighting for himself. These seemingly unreasonable words are thought-provoking.

Zhao Yun also pondered for a long time and felt that Han Wei was a wonderful saying. He also realized why Yu Yi let Han Wei go. This kind of laissez-faire was actually an expectation for Han Wei.
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