Yang Jiu put away the map and thought that the journey to Xiaohan Pass was long, the terrain was complicated, and there was heavy snow all the way. Even the peak warriors at the Martial Saint realm would probably get lost. This was probably the reason why the bronze masked man told him the plan with confidence. According to his estimate, maybe the Hu people had already broken the city before he arrived at Xiaohan Pass!

In this regard, monks are much better than warriors. As long as they cultivate their souls and leave their bodies, they are not afraid of any complex terrain. However, some monks set up formations that are very wonderful. Once the souls enter, they will be confused and cannot distinguish them and are completely trapped inside.

However, it is easy to break such a formation. It is just to use ordinary people to break it, because monks dare not hurt ordinary people. Ordinary people accidentally enter this formation and lose their direction. When the monks who set up the formation saw that they had to stop the formation and release ordinary people.

That person, the mysterious military advisor, said there were also evil monks who were not afraid of fighting against the catastrophe and wantonly killing ordinary people. There should be very few such monks. Yang Jiu did not take this seriously. If a monk encounters a catastrophe, he is not as good as an ordinary person. They are not lucky, their bodies and spirits are destroyed, and they don’t even have the chance to be reincarnated!

"Hehe, you've miscalculated this. Although I am not a cultivator, I can't escape from my soul to check the four directions, but my Tian Chong and Linghui two souls sense the ups and downs of the four directions. No matter how heavy the snow is, I won't get lost!" Yang Jiu thought to himself.

However, thinking of Chu Xiangyu's girl was a headache. Seeing her expression of wanting to peel her cramps and shatter her body, Yang Jiu felt a little guilty. Not to mention that she can't do anything to her now, even if she can beat her, how can she do it! Fortunately, this girl cut down all their skis with a few swords, otherwise the mysterious military advisor would not have told him the military plan.

Du Yu and others were still sleeping, something was wrong!

"Zha--" Yang Jiu suddenly shouted.

This sound burst out with courage, sharp and harsh, making people frightened when they heard it. Yang Jiu felt the throat chakra tremble. It seemed that although he swallowed the magic medicine and his body was completely transformed, the seven chakras were still not stable enough.

Du Yu and others were shocked, just like a bolt from the blue. They jumped up from the ground one by one, shouting: "What's going on? I was shocked just now, where is the enemy!"

"What happened to you just now? You have been in a coma for so long!" Yang Jiu asked.

"I just felt that I didn't know anything when I saw it dark." Wu Jincao said.

Yang Jiu knew that they were all obsessed with Taoist arts. According to their memories of the past life, this "Zha" represents the god of absolute justice. His spirit and soul were strong. When this word burst out, he dispelled the other party's Taoist arts.

As soon as the sound of Zha came out, all evil spirits were terrified!

"Hurry up and make a skateboard and set off overnight!" Yang Jiudao.

"No, Aide Yang will exhaust us to death!"

"Hmph, Cangyun Pass has been broken. The Hu people massacred the city, killed all the men, and snatched all the food and women. The man was forced to retreat just now. If we don't hurry up, they will send people to chase him." Yang Jiu said intimidating.

Everyone was shocked.

"I just fought with that man. He had something important to him and was eager to take over me. He was forced to leave. He didn't even know that a "Gun Book" was dropped on his body. This "Gun Book" is the authentic gun technique of my Yang family. If you are willing to learn it, I will teach you along the way. There are 18 gun techniques in total, which were written by my ancestor Yang Yun." Yang Jiu showed the gun technique in his hand.

I don’t know which animal skin is made of this gun. It is very tough and can’t be cut even with a knife. The text and graphics on it are all shiny red characters, which are clearly written in blood. Moreover, this blood must be the blood of the Great Martial Saint. You can feel a tenacious spiritual consciousness contained in it when you hold it in your hand.

"This... this is really written in the blood of the supreme martial saint!" Yang Jiu passed the book to everyone to read, and Du Yu held the book in his hand, trembling all over his body, as if he had seen a sacred object that could not be blasphemed!

"Only when the Martial Saint writes this book by himself, can we leave this indomitable and supreme spiritual will. With this book, even ghosts dare not approach it. Lord Yang Yun is the Great Martial Saint. He was so powerful that he once broke into a million troops. He took away the head of the enemy's chief general's head under the noses of many enemy cultivators, and defeated the eighteen cavalry in Yanzhou. The other party was five Martial Saints and thirteen Grandmasters!" Du Yu said excitedly.

"I didn't expect that the gun chart written by Lord Yang Yun can be passed down to this day!" After saying that, he knelt down first, and the rest of the people knelt down together, and kowtowed three times respectfully to Shu.

"Our ancestor is so amazing! Awesome, amazing, one shot has killed millions of troops!" Yang Jiu was secretly shocked when he heard this.

"The complete marksmanship is 9981, but with these 18-way marksmanship, I can figure out what's going on in this martial arts, so I won't be able to cross the river and build a car behind closed doors!" Yang Jiu was very happy.

Turning through the first page of the gun chart, he seemed to see the extremely powerful ancestor who wrote a book while bleeding himself, and his strength was penetrated by the back of the paper. Every stroke condensed his strong spiritual will in it. These words were horizontal, vertical and vertical, straight and straight, his pen seemed to be a big gun. The ancestor's words were so poor, but this momentum was amazing!

"Well, no, these words, the map above, this..." Yang Jiu closed his eyes, his spirit trembled. When he opened his eyes again, the light flashed in his eyes.

"This gun score is written with a real big gun! The blood and energy of the Great Martial Saint master condensed, mixed with the spirit and essence, and turned into a thread of blood and soul, and burst out. Good gun! Good martial arts! To cultivate such a state, even the strongest cultivator master dared not approach him within ten feet of his body!" Yang Jiu jumped up suddenly, and the scimitar came out, the sword light was like a shadow, and the wood chips flew out, and it was cut into a two-meter wooden gun within a moment.

He swung the wooden gun and shook it straight ahead, and the force passed through. With a "bang!", the wooden gun exploded, and it turned out that he could not bear his strength.

"It's a pity, no wonder the man asked me why I didn't bring a gun. Could that gun be the gun of my ancestor? The man also claimed that his surname was Xiao... Go back and check the books and look at the allusions. I didn't even understand the deeds of my ancestors. Although it was because of my past confusion, perhaps this dynasty had quite concealed the affairs of my ancestors, and I was afraid that the reputation of the first powerful general of the previous dynasty would have a bad impact on them?" Yang Jiu thought to himself.

"As a great gun, my ancestors are indeed brave. No wonder the eighteen cavalry of Yanzhou, five martial saints, and thirteen great masters could not defeat him, and they were so fierce!" Yang Jiu trembled and closed his eyes, as if he saw the scene at that time:

A powerful general danced a spear with a spear in his hand. Whenever he shot, a blood qi flowed out between his fingers. The blood qi wrapped around the spear and flew out along the tip of the spear, landed on a thin unknown animal skin three feet long, turning into horizontal and vertical strokes and other strokes, written into words. This is the gun chart!

The real shooting skills are not about the text description and maps on it, but about these characters. To be precise, among the strokes after the words are separated, eighteen ways of shooting skills are hidden in the strokes. No wonder I see the words, but without looking at the meaning of the words, I feel the familiar gun meaning!

"I'm afraid that except for me, only those who saw the ancestors write the gun charts themselves can truly understand this gun chart. Those who don't understand will never learn the gun charts even if they get the gun charts!"

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"Yang Yun is the most powerful general in my army, and he is the courage in the army. Unfortunately, he didn't even allow me to watch it when I was writing the gun chart. Although my soul is strong, I cannot figure out his true gun intention from the gun chart. The gun is the king of soldiers, and he is brave enough to move forward with a sharp spirit. Yang Yun once said that among the hundreds of soldiers, only swords can be used as a gun, so warriors must practice guns, and monks must practice swords. This is the right way! Perhaps two types of weapons are straight in line, which is just in line with the practitioner's determination to move forward with perseverance and courage!"

Xiao Xian pondered in a poor family.
Chapter completed!