Chapter 6855: So Happy

Chapter 6855: So Happy

The feeling of bullying an elderly younger brother made Guangyuan and Zhang Huang very happy. You know, in smelting, Wang Mao has always been stronger than the two of them. Before Zhang Huang surpassed his will, Wang Mao was the best fighter among them. After surpassing his will, Wang Mao was still invincible unless he risked his life.

Even though Demon Lord Guangyuan has reached the top level among all the veterans in this world, but if compared with his two younger brothers, both Zhang Huang and Wang Mao are actually much stronger than Guangyuan. Even though he relied on the magic god to transform into a demon lord and possessed unimaginable recovery abilities, facing Zhang Huang and Wang Mao, Guangyuan is still the weakest among the three first-generation warriors.

There is no way. Wang Mao's talent is almost entirely in transforming skills into talents. He showed amazing talent as early as the early days of Emperor Ling. Zhang Huang's talent is all in the attribute of will. His will is beyond compare. There are only two of them among more than 200 million people in the world. What kind of qualifications is this?
Although Guangyuan had experienced all kinds of life and death trials, and he himself had quite good talents in smelting and sharpening the will of a warrior, which was almost one in a million, and relying on an accident that was also one in a million, he completed the confusion between humans and demons, and then relied on his super strong little brother Zhang Huang to anchor his own humanity and was able to exist stably as a human being.

However, even so, Guangyuan only relied on chance and luck to barely reach the probability of Zhang Huang and Wang Mao's extraordinary talents. Of course, to be honest, it was also due to various accidents that he finally caught up with his younger brothers in the end.

However, this is the limit, and this is because his two younger brothers are actually too old to continue growing. If it were any other era, if these two younger brothers could still grow, in a few years, the fighting power that Demon Lord Guangyuan had built up through various opportunities and accidents would be severely surpassed by these two monsters.

There is no way. Wang Mao's eight-fold smelting took him a long time, and he was finally stopped by the curse of the world consciousness and his age. Zhang Huang's will surpassed it, and that was the materialization of his amazing combat power, and they were all proof of his super potential. It's a pity that time is the biggest killer.

"How is it?" Guang Yuan laughed. When he was the big brother, he led Zhang Huang and Wang Mao to fight out of one dead end after another. Then, after the two grew up, he became a drag. And the more time went by, the stronger this feeling became. Although Guang Yuan did not have too much jealousy, he could occasionally show his strength in front of his younger brothers. No, even if he was not strong, but just handsome, that would be fine!
"Will the Sharp Warriors really become like this in the end?" Wang Mao looked at the six broadswords with etched ancient seal characters flying out of Guang Yuan and Zhang Huang's bodies. His expression became extremely complicated. Wang Mao, who thought that he had reached the end of the road of talent and had developed the road of the Sharp Warriors to the limit, had to admit at this moment that the Huangshen Sword and the Yuanmo Sword really took into account both handsomeness and strength.

"Yes, after the Sharp Warrior completes the sword mind clone, it can create this kind of thing through very difficult means." Zhang Huang said with a smile, "Each broadsword is equivalent to the God-Slaying Skill of the fifth-level Sharp Warrior, and when we hold it in our hands, it will be amplified. After all, our normal attack is equivalent to a God-Slaying Sword."

Wang Mao nodded. He was very clear about this. Even though he was old, his willpower had not shown any obvious decline. With the sword in his hand, he could still strike and kill gods.

"But it's very difficult to get this first. It will be easier later. There are simple ways." Guang Yuan glanced at Zhang Huang and said, but Zhang Huang didn't care. What's the matter? What's wrong with getting six swords for free? You can't use them, so why not give them to your brothers to play with?
"A simple way?" Wang Mao's somewhat loose eyelids raised slightly. A man stays young until he dies. Even at this age, Wang Mao is still very interested in owning six flying swords. Not to mention the strength, just the handsomeness is enough.

"You can feel the sword intent in your sword, right?" Zhang Huang pointed at the sword hanging on Wang Mao's waist. As a sharp warrior, he naturally never leaves his sword.

"Of course I can feel it, but isn't that a sword spirit?" Wang Mao said as a matter of course. After all, he was a ruthless man who had reached the eighth level, so there was no problem with his aptitude. Rui Shi relied on the sword demon god nurtured by Cang Shen to feel it not long after Wang Mao fled back from Yongzhou. By now, Wang Mao could already clearly sense the existence of the demon god, but he, like Zhang Wang and others, regarded it as a sword spirit.

"There is a formal name, called the Sword Mind Clone." Zhang Huang imitated Huangfu Song's words at that time to introduce it to Wang Mao. He called it whatever Huangfu Song called it, and Huangfu Song accepted the name of Sword Mind Clone, which was definitely more suitable than Sword Spirit.

Guangyuan glanced at Zhang Huang. Zhang Huang had liked to tease Wang Mao like this for thirty years, and Wang Mao always believed him. This was weird.

How to say it, this is not something too strange. Zhang Huang's pua of Wang Mao is just like Zhang Huang's pua of the Sword Demon God. Although the will transcendence is mainly used for fighting, using will to influence and convince others is also a means. Although Zhang Huang himself does not know, to be honest, the means of Zhang Huang's pua of the Sword Demon God were learned from Wang Mao back then.

"Damn, when I was learning Hidden God from the general, when you were telling me the talent structure, did you forget to tell me that this thing is called Sword Mind Clone? Could these six swords be the Great Sword Mind Clone?" Wang Mao's perception was very strong, and he quickly realized that there were slight differences between the Yuan Mo Sword and the Huang Shen Sword and the will of his two brothers. Although this difference was small and most people would not notice it, Wang Mao, as a sharp warrior with a sword spirit, naturally guessed it quickly.

By the way, although Wang Mao's analysis is a bit outrageous, to some extent, it is actually correct for both the sharp warriors and the demon gods who are participating in the corpse feast.

After all, those six swords were really the manifestation of the devil in reality due to the strange operation of the main body. Of course, theoretically only Guangyuan should be manifested in this way, but after Zhang Huang snatched Guangyuan's six swords, he also felt that the sword clone should be manifested in this way, so after encountering the talent stripping and reorganization of the devil Huangfu, Zhang Huang was also born with twelve swords.

There is no way, the transcendence of will is so brutal.

So much so that Guangyuan and Zhang Huang could now really tell Wang Mao that this was indeed the ultimate manifestation of the Ruishi's talent. After all, they really had turned the demon into a weapon.

"Well, you guessed right, it is indeed the Dacheng Sword Mind Clone." Guang Yuan gave a thumbs up and said, Wang Mao's face turned green, damn, I discovered my sword spirit a few years ago, no, my sword mind clone is not developing, I thought something was wrong, it turns out that it needs abnormal development later! You two pitfalls, you didn't tell me such an important thing!
"How can I make the sword clone metamorphose into six swords? With these six swords, I can at least retain the sixth-level combat effectiveness by relying on my dynamic vision and reaction ability." Wang Mao said with a dark face. He is now in his early seventies and his combat effectiveness has declined greatly, but if the sword clone can be transformed into the six god-slaying swords, Wang Mao thinks that he can still maintain the sixth level by relying on his dynamic vision and reaction ability.

"There is a chance that twelve dead swords will appear, but this is too difficult to operate." Guang Yuan folded his arms and looked at Zhang Huang with contempt, then looked at Wang Mao and said.

Wang Mao was stunned when he heard this. If the sword and the dead were mixed, theoretically the people would be gone. Is there still a way to live towards death? But thinking about the perverted general Duan Xing, it is normal for this situation to happen.

"So forget about this route. The simpler route is to grab six ready-made swords and then channel your sword clone into them." Zhang Huang chuckled and didn't care about Guang Yuan's contempt. What's the matter? I grabbed them with my own ability and you can't control them.

“……”Wang Mao already knew what the next plot would be.

"By the way, this thing can really produce twelve swords. The six I just gave you were made by me. I also had twelve swords before, but Brother Yuan and I couldn't control twelve swords. Too many swords would be useless. I suspect that General Duan made six swords for self-defense and six for killing people. But I feel that the self-defense ones are actually useless." Zhang Huang said, pointing to the six Huangshen swords handed to Wang Mao.

Without saying a word, Wang Mao directly picked up a Huangshen Sword and channeled his sword consciousness into it. The Huangshen Sword struggled a little, but with Zhang Huang restraining it from resisting, and Wang Mao's Sword Demon God was indeed in a state of great success, it didn't take much time for the six dark golden Huangshen Swords to be refined into the golden-red Maoxian Swords.

“Fuck, it’s as easy as using one’s own arm! This is indeed what a fully-fledged sharp soldier looks like. I was wondering what the sharp soldier type was lacking after it became fully-fledged. It turns out it’s lacking six of these things.” Wang Mao controlled the six golden-red Maoxian swords and began to perform sword moves left and right.

To be honest, the sword moves used by Wang Mao when controlling the Mao Immortal Sword are much more sophisticated than those of Guang Yuan and Zhang Huang. But it doesn't matter, Zhang Huang relies entirely on his willpower to surpass his strength and fly, and the problem is solved with one sword. As for Guang Yuan, the Demon Lord Guang Yuan mainly relies on his handsomeness.

"Great, right?" Zhang Huang looked at Wang Mao, who was as happy as he was when he got a new toy. A hint of nostalgia inevitably emerged on his face. There were so many people back then, but now only three of them are left.

"Brother Yuan is really awesome!" Wang Mao gave Guang Yuan a thumbs up.

"There's something even better!" Zhang Huang smiled, and then called to Wang Mao's son and grandson, "You go back first, I'll take your father to a place, and come back later to give you a young father. This is a special benefit for us old people!"

"The young me?" Wang Mao asked in a daze.

"Have you solved the problem of Rui Shi cutting off the oath?" Wang Mao looked at Zhang Huang in surprise and asked. He was not a fool. He had also refined the oath bondage and naturally knew what this talent was. It was useful for other veterans, but for Rui Shi, a type of soldier who cut off all visible and invisible things, the oath bondage was also a means of sharpening the sword.

"It's not like I can only make the next oath. This oath was cut off, so I'll make another one." Guang Yuan teased, using Sun Ling's words at the time, "Anyway, if the oath binding can be successful, it won't be too difficult to smelt it. After all, the first time has solved the problem of whether it can be done or not, and we just need to repeat it later."

Wang Mao was stunned. Is this still possible? But after thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is indeed possible. Ruishi can cut off the oath, and after cutting off the oath, he will return to his old state. But if the oath is broken, he can continue to make a new oath, and then continue the cycle. It seems that this can really solve the problem.

"I found that you really surprised me." Wang Mao looked at his two elder brothers with a complicated expression. These two elder brothers came here to open his eyes, right?

"There's something even more outrageous. For a sharp warrior, there is no such thing as failure in the oath bondage. If you fail, you can use the hidden god to cut off the failed oath. If you can't cut it off, it can only mean that your sword is not sharp enough. Then you can continue to cut it off until one day it is cut off. This process can even strengthen your ability to cut off invisible things." Zhang Huang added on the side. After hearing this, Wang Mao looked a little weird. '

It sounds outrageous, but if you think about it carefully, isn't the Hidden God of the Ruishi used for all kinds of weird things? The failed oath bondage sounds outrageous, but if you think about it carefully, isn't it natural to be able to get rid of such a thing?

"Xiao Mao, you are still too young. Don't let your thinking be shackled!" Guang Yuan had a distressed expression. In fact, they themselves did not expect that this was all suggested by Sun Ling, who liked to take shortcuts.

To be honest, Sun Ling himself is not strong enough, and these suggestions are still only in the speculation stage, but for Zhang Huang and Guang Yuan, they can really guarantee to use Hidden God to get rid of the oath constraints. Even after having this awareness, they estimate that they can break the oath constraints of others if they are well prepared.

Although this is very difficult, after all, the old guys who can use the oath bond are basically at the sixth level or even higher, and their actual combat capabilities are extremely strong. Compared to killing the opponent's oath bond, it is better to kill the opponent directly, which is more troublesome.

After sending Wang Mao's son and grandson away, Guang Yuan and Zhang Huang took Wang Mao to the Weiwei, because it was heard that Xie Yun was assigned to the Rui Shi side. Compared with asking Wang Mao to practice another oath bondage, it would be simpler to let Xie Yun grab the broken bondage, repair it, and then throw it to Wang Mao.

Even if the oath-bound ones have to face the sharp warriors' god-slayer, they can't hold out for long, but half a year is still possible. Experiencing youth is still a very important thing.

“What the hell, there are people who can capture talents and reorganize them, what kind of incredible operation is this?” Wang Mao was taken to the Weiwei by Guangyuan and Zhang Huang. Hearing what the two brothers said, Wang Mao was shocked. What kind of operation is this that is so strange in the world? Why do I feel like I don’t know anything in these seventy years? Am I not a fighter among the veterans?
"As for Nanjun, you were still young at the time. We didn't bring you with us when we climbed over the wall to study at Nanjun's side." Guangyuan said as a matter of course, "So it's normal that you didn't know. After all, this is a taboo. If you get caught, you'll be put in solitary confinement. But it doesn't matter now. Not many people know about it, so it's not a taboo anymore. Hahahaha, let's go."

The Weiwei went to the Weiyang Palace for a banquet, and Xie Yun was arranged to be on the Weiwei's side because he was holding Huangfu Song's badge. After Xie Yun arrived, there was always a supervisor here to accompany Xie Yun. After all, Huangfu Song clearly wrote in Xie Yun's identity file that he was the inheritance carrier of the Southern Army, and was jointly supervised by the Zongzheng and the Weiwei. Reports were to be submitted to the princess every ten days, etc. These words seemed very intimidating.

So when Xie Yun arrived, he was first arranged to stay with the Weiwei, where he was treated to delicious food and drinks and was not asked to do anything. The main reason was that everyone on the Weiwei side was new and didn't know Xie Yun's situation. No one knew him, and Xie Yun was eating and drinking here calmly.

"Supervisor Zhang, there are three old soldiers outside looking for Sima Jie." After Zhang Huang and the other two shook their ID cards, a guard hurried to find Supervisor Zhang.

"No, let's wait until the Weiwei comes back." Supervisor Zhang shook his head and said. He didn't know what was going on with Jie Yun. Anyway, Huangfu Song sent his personal guards to throw the files and people to the Weiwei, and then ran away as if he felt it was hot. It was obvious that he was a troublesome person, but he was arranged to come here and someone asked to see him. What a joke. Who would be able to take responsibility if something happened?

"Supervisor, three seventh levels." The guard said in a low voice.

When Supervisor Zhang heard this, his face turned green. What is the seventh level? If it is not an intercontinental missile, it is at least a nuclear mine. Now there are three of these things piled up at the door, and Supervisor Zhang is numb.

"Let me see your identity token." He wanted to refuse, but after looking at his small body, he thought it would be better to check the situation, so the guard quickly handed over the identity token.

"Forget it, let them in, but tell them that Sima Jie was arranged by General Huangfu and cannot leave here." Supervisor Zhang flipped through the identity tokens. With his experience, he naturally knew that these were all genuine, so there was no need to say anything. Just let the three warheads in.

There were two young men and an old man. Guangyuan was relatively good at dealing with things. He said some nice words and stuffed two bags of venison that he had taken from the special food supply of the Shaofu in the morning to Supervisor Zhang and the guards. The rest of the conversation was relatively easy. Supervisor Zhang also had a general understanding of Jie Yun's situation. After all, Huangfu Song's personal guards came without saying anything. They just gave a file and said that the person would be put here first and let the Weiwei supervise him. When Ruan Gong came back, he would know the situation himself.

So Supervisor Zhang was having a headache, but after Guangyuan's explanation, Supervisor Zhang roughly understood the situation. It turned out that they were the inherited soldiers of the former Southern Army, and the Southern Army had been scattered during the Luoyang Rebellion and the Chang'an Rebellion. Considering that some top troops were difficult to recover through training, it would be much easier to recover with such an inherited carrier, and Supervisor Zhang felt relieved.

Although he had completely misunderstood, Supervisor Zhang was still very grateful to Guangyuan. He said that you old brothers can just chat here, notify them if there is anything, and leave before the Weiwei comes back.

Guangyuan laughed and said that there was nothing to do, he just came to ask Nanjun’s younger brother for help. They left soon. Supervisor Zhang didn’t understand what was going on, and then he saw an old man and a young man who had just entered, and two young men came out. Supervisor Zhang was shocked!
"Don't look at it, you can't do it. This is bound by an oath, and it requires a strong mind and will to do it." Looking at Supervisor Zhang who was stunned and even eager to try after turning around, Guang Yuan quickly warned, "This talent is very difficult for ordinary people. Even veterans need to reach the fifth or sixth level before they can use it, and the failure rate is super high."

"My youth is back!" Wang Mao roared with a bit of madness. There was no other way. Wang Mao, who was dragged down by his body, regained his youth of twenty-five. Feeling the power surging in his body, Wang Mao was extremely excited.

"Brother Yuan, Brother Huang, do you want to feel the power of the eighth level?" Wang Mao asked Guang Yuan and Zhang Huang very seriously.

"Ah, no, Xiaomao, after the world consciousness cursed, all the eight levels collapsed!" Zhang Huang asked in amazement.

"I first reached the seventh level. The eighth level was bound by the oath, but the oath of the eighth level was broken by the hidden god. I barely retained a part of the oath to maintain my explosive power. Later, I encountered the curse of the world consciousness, which made me completely unable to use the power of the oath, so I fell to the seventh level." Wang Mao shook his head and said, "Now I am actually at the eighth level when I was at my peak."

"It also adds the ultimate manifestation of the Sharp Warrior talent. It's stronger than before, right?" Guang Yuan said unhappily, "Okay, let me see what Yae is like and how terrifying he is! To be honest, I've never seen the real Yae."

Even Peng Hong and Zhu Tao were not actually the real Eightfold. The Eightfold Smelting had appeared in this world before, but at this moment, there was only Wang Mao.

"No, the ultimate talent of the warrior is actually just for show for me now." Wang Mao shook his head and said, "This rejuvenated body can make the internal energy leave the body in a head-on fight, and win the battle. My basic quality has caught up with the internal energy leaving the body."

Things like beheading gods and ultimate talents are just minor matters to Wang Mao now. With the basic qualities of the eighth level and his rejuvenation, Wang Mao has reached the peak of his history. He is stronger than when he first stepped into the eighth level of smelting. After all, when he first stepped into the eighth level of smelting, Wang Mao had already entered a period of decline, and now Wang Mao is 25 years old.

“I’m terribly strong now.” Wang Mao drew out the Maoxian Sword from the void, holding the golden-red broadsword in his hand. The might he displayed made Guangyuan narrow his eyes and made Zhang Huang involuntarily release the restraints on his will. The three of them looked like they were about to start a fight on Weiwei's side.

"Hahaha!" However, the tension lasted only for a moment, and then the three of them started laughing wildly with their arms around each other's shoulders. Forget it, let's go and fry some fish. They heard that there was a Small World Amusement Competition, so they brought Bashu, Hou Jing and Huang Xiu with them. The six of them would form a fish-frying team and have fun. How wonderful!
Getting up early to work is so uncomfortable