"Okay, Uncle San has accepted it." Zhang Liang took the military talisman and smiled at Zhang Ning.

"Uncle San."

"Um?"

"Come back alive..."

Zhang Liang easily tapped Zhang Ning's forehead with the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile:

"must!"

Shortly after Bocai's defeat, General Zhang Bao of Guangzong's Digong and General Zhang Liang of the Rengong led 150,000 elite troops to attack Yingchuan.

The war is about to break out!

...

Youzhou, an unknown mountain top.

Although the summer is hot at the foot of the mountain, snowflakes are still floating on the mountain.

A young man who looked sixteen or seventeen years old and in a white cloth robe was practicing marksmanship in the yard.

The boy's skin is as fair as snow, his eyes are as sharp as lightning, his nose is straight and his lips are very thin.

If you look at the facial features just like a handsome type, but the heroic and masculinity on your body is intimidating.

He waved his spear very quickly, and wherever the spear passed, he could hear the sharp sound of tearing the air.

After practicing a complete set of marksmanship, the boy suddenly took a deep breath and the spear poked out like a dragon.

Seven gun flowers bloomed in the cold air, like pear blossoms, and were very beautiful.

"Smack!"

An old man with white hair and fairy-like hair and fairy-like appearance clapped his applause and walked towards the young man dancing with guns:

"Zilong, after you came back from Hengshan, your marksmanship has improved by leaps and bounds.

Even a teacher dares not say that he is more stable than you.

Now, seven gun flowers can be danced out. What kind of shooting skills is this?"

The young man in white robe was one of the five gods who obtained the "Surricane Bird Nirvana Jade" in Hengshan, Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong.

When he saw his master Tong Yuan coming over, he put away his gun and said to his master:

"Master, this marksman is the 'Snake Pan Qi Gun' created by his disciple.

This marksmanship is not yet mature, it is just a prototype, and it still needs more guidance from the master."

Tong Yuan smiled and shook his head, saying:

"I have taught you everything I can.

You have now walked a path of your own, and you are very pleased to be your teacher.”

"Master..." Zhao Yun seemed to have something to say, but he wanted to say it but stopped.

Tong Yuan patted his shoulder and smiled kindly:

"Zilong, if you have any worries, you can tell me about it."

Zhao Yun inserted the spear in his hand into the snow, clasped his fists at Tong Yuan and said:

"Mr., although I have been practicing martial arts in the mountains, I know the great responsibilities of the world, and our martial artists have the responsibility!

Now the Yellow Turbans are raging, and the Han Dynasty is in turmoil.

The Wuhuan people actually took the opportunity to invade the Han Dynasty and kill my Han family. Zhao Yun really couldn't stand it anymore!"

Youzhou is located in the border area, and the foreign tribes of Wuhuan often go south to invade.

It was fine when the great man was strong, but these alien races only dared to make small fuss.

However, due to the rampant Yellow Turban Army, these alien races also began to take advantage of the situation and invade Youzhou.

The Wuhuan people burned, killed, looted, and there was no grass growing wherever they passed.

After hearing what Zhao Yun said, Tong Yuan said to Zhao Yun without any surprises:

"So, you want to go down the mountain, right?"

"Master, I..."

Zhao Yun wanted to be stronger, and before he could speak, Tong Yuan said:

"You go down the mountain, the master agrees."

Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly opened wide and he said in surprise:

"Master, you agree?!"

Tong Yuan smiled and nodded at Zhao Yun:

“You are now reminding me of when I went down the mountain.

I also said the same thing to you at that time.

Maybe this is also a kind of inheritance.”

Zhao Yun quickly said in surprise:

"Thank you for your accomplishment!"

Zhao Yun finally couldn't hold back his tears:
Chapter completed!