Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 215: What grade?

General Li, Li Xinfan!

When everyone heard the name, their hearts trembled slightly.

Even if it was Ni Yunhong, his face changed slightly.

This is not a military camp set up near Linhai, but the Fucheng military camp is the largest army group in a county.

This Li Xinfan is not an ordinary cultivator, but a majestic ancestor. Together with the city lord Deng Xiyuan, he is the most powerful warrior of the royal family in Changlong County. If only considering the power in his hand, even the Ni family, who has three ancestors of the extreme dao, dare not say that he can be overwhelmed.

Although Ouyang Ming has a small reputation, it is beyond everyone's expectations to say that he can be so valued by such a character.

With a grudging smile, Ouyang Ming said: "Captain Zhang, how did General Li know about this unknown man?"

"An unknown boy?" Zhang Mingzhe laughed dumbly and said: "Master Ou, you underestimate yourself." He said with a straight face, "My brothers admire what you did, thank you from the bottom of my heart. .Haha, General Li personally ordered that if I see you, I must thank you with military salute."

Everyone became more and more puzzled, and the head of the old craftsman touched Ouyang Ming lightly, and asked in a low voice: "Boy, what have you done?"

Ouyang Ming was stunned for a while, and said: "I didn't do anything..."

Zhang Mingzhe shook his head slightly, and sighed: "Master Ou, in order to bring justice to our soldiers, you fight against the emperor and merchants, and you have taught them those high-ranking officials. Did you forget about such a major event?"

The old craftsman's head widened and his eyes rounded, staring at Ouyang Ming, cursing in his heart, what is going on, he must let this kid explain clearly to me when he goes home.

Ouyang Ming was startled and said: "Captain Zhang, this should have been something I did. It's a trivial matter. It's not worth thinking about General Li."

"Small things? Haha..." Zhang Mingzhe laughed, but there was a hint of bitterness in the laughter. He lowered his voice and said: "Master Ou, besides you, how many people are willing to Do you want to be so prosperous for our soldiers?"

Ouyang Ming opened his mouth and looked at Zhang Mingzhe with a bitter expression, but he was a little speechless.

People who are willing to offend the imperial merchant family for a fire chief who is still dead, even when the two Jidao ancestors come forward, they still refuse to give up. Looking at the world, how many can there be?

It’s just that, although these things are realistic, once they are mentioned, they will inevitably make the soldiers feel heartbroken. Therefore, even Zhang Mingzhe did not dare to make a loud noise.

"Master Ou, please!" Zhang Mingzhe stretched out his hand for guidance and led everyone into the barracks.

As they travelled all the way, Ouyang Ming obviously found that the people around him gradually increased. These people whispered to each other, and once he turned his head and looked around, someone always saluted him in that direction.

It's just that there is no one to stop them. They just watched from a distance and saluted silently, expressing their lofty respect in a unique way for soldiers.

Ouyangming was excited, he held his head high, followed behind the old man's head, and walked calmly in the eyes of everyone.

At this moment, he firmly believed that everything he did was right.

Even if he offends the city lord, even if he provokes the emperor merchant, he will never regret it.

Finally, after going deep into the barracks, the crowd gradually reduced. This is the residence of high-ranking military officers, not everyone can enter.

A hearty voice sounded: "Ouyang Ming is here, great!"

Chen Yifan's familiar figure suddenly appeared in the eyes of everyone, but after he came out, his eyes were immediately attracted by the spear on Ouyang Ming's back, and he even turned a blind eye to the old master and others.

"Xiao Ou, is this a weapon forged for this general?" Chen Yifan asked straightforwardly.

Ouyang Ming smiled slightly, Chen Yifan is still as refreshed as before.

"General, this is the weapon I gave you. See if you are still satisfied?" Ouyang Ming untied the spear and threw it directly.

If ordinary people want to enter a heavily guarded barracks, they must go through a lot of inspections. If you want to bring in such an obvious self-made long gun, you can't even think about it.

However, after knowing Ouyang Ming's name, all the soldiers invariably ignored the spear, allowing him to bring it in smoothly.

Chen Yifan stretched out his hand to take it, his gaze was fixed on the spear head, and he shuddered involuntarily.

Holding the gun in both hands, it shook slightly, and the gun body shook and made a buzzing sound, which shook the ears and drums, making the heart chill.

"This...good gun!" Chen Yifan's eyes were shining, and he made no secret of his joy: "Come on, let me try the gun!"

Let's say, he turned around, and took the spear directly into the yard arranged for him.

Zhang Mingzhe, Ouyang Ming and others looked at each other. Although they all have some understanding of Chen Yifan's temperament, it is too arbitrary to do so.

The old master coughed and said, "Hey, General Chen is like that, so rash. Haha, let's go in too."

"Yes, yes." Zhong Yunda nodded and said in agreement.

However, in the hearts of the two old people, there is a secret message, General Chen, even if you see a good thing, you still have to hold back for a while. There are officers from the Fucheng military camp here.

Everyone had different thoughts, and when they entered the courtyard, they saw a spear shadow unfolding in front of them.

Chen Yifan is holding a long spear, his body flashes, and people **** it away, just like a dragon. This spear was unfolded in his hand, like a blue dragon flying in the clouds and playing in the courtyard.

Suddenly, the dragon turned his head and seemed to stare at everyone.

Therefore, everyone felt a sense of horror from the bottom of their hearts. It seemed that the light that the gun shadow turned into was really a huge flood dragon that could swallow them in one bite.

Feeling the coldness constantly being released from the shadow of the gun, the three arms forging masters of the old artisan were all chilling, and slowly moved back, farther and farther away.

On the contrary, Ouyang Ming and Zhang Mingzhe watched intently, and Zhang Mingzhe admired them in their hearts. They are worthy of being the master of the first camp. Such cultivation bases are far beyond their reach.

However, Ouyang Ming was ecstatic. His understanding of the Chen family's marksmanship was far from what it used to be. At this time, looking at Chen Yifan's marksmanship and confirming it with what he learned in his heart, he had a further feeling, naturally in his heart. joy.

Chen Yifan suddenly dropped his gun head and dragged the gun away. After a few steps, with a loud shout, the spear head jumped up like a poisonous snake and stabbed into the void.

This shot has condensed all his energy and spirit. If someone is chasing behind him at this moment, it will surely turn into powder under this unstoppable shot.

The Chen family returned to the carbine and used it in his hands. It was a different flavor.

"Good marksmanship!"

Several people entered through the door, and one of them was slender and smiling, as if he had been pampered for a long time, but between the opening and closing of his eyes, the sparkling light made people dare not look directly.

Chen Yifan stood up with his gun, and said solemnly: "General Li!"

Zhang Mingzhe even knelt on the ground and said loudly: "General Li!"

Ouyang Ming and others immediately knew the identity of the visitor, and they bowed and saluted together. Lao Jiangtou and Ouyang Ming recently met the three Ji Dao ancestors of the Ni family, and their performance was not bad, but Zhong Yunda and the two were trembling, and they didn't even know how to place their hands and feet.

Li Xinfan nodded slightly, and said, "Exemption." He smiled: "Yifan, your marksmanship has improved again, and the Chen family can be considered a successor."

Chen Yifan said solemnly: "Thank you for the general's praise." He shook his wrist and said, "The subordinate's marksmanship is still the same, but this gun..." He hesitated and said: "Ouyang Ming, this gun, What grade is it?"

He has practiced his marksmanship since he was a child, and he didn't know how many spears he had seen before, so he knew its rank naturally. However, looking at the spear in his hand at this time, he was stunned to be unable to determine its true rank.

This is incredible to him.

Actually, there is a faint guess in his mind. However, this speculation was really wishful thinking, so he could not ask.

Li Xinfan laughed loudly and said: "Yifan, your eyesight is not good, take me to see."

Chen Yifan hesitated and handed the spear reluctantly.

Li Xinfan scolded with a smile: "You kid, when did you become so stingy and mother-in-law...Huh?" His voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at the spear carefully, but his face gradually became serious. .

"This, is this... a magic weapon?" After a while, he suddenly cried out.

As the ancestor of Jidao and his accomplishment, he would be so gloomy.

However, this is not surprising. When the three ancestors of the Ni family first saw the magic artifacts forged by Ouyang Ming, their performance was not much better.

"A magic weapon, really a magic weapon?" Chen Yifan exclaimed with bright eyes.

He had a hunch at first, but this conclusion was too terrifying, so he didn't dare to speak.

Li Xinfan's wrist was shaking, and several spears bloomed, and he said, "Good spear, good spear!" In his voice, there was a hint of envy and unreserved admiration.

Everyone secretly said in their hearts, isn't this nonsense, if the magical weapon is not a good gun, then what kind of equipment can be called a good word in the world?

Chen Yifan watched eagerly, wanting to get it back, but after all he dared not do it.

Although he is the leader of the first camp~IndoMTL.com~, he not only holds authority in his hand, but also comes from a famous family. But precisely because of this, he understands better, what does a magical artifact represent?

Such equipment is simply not something he can possess.

Even if he has practiced in his whole life and can get to the realm of the ancestors by chance, it is unlikely that he will obtain a portable magic weapon.

Now, this opportunity to possess a magic weapon is placed in front of him like this, watching the spear flying in Li Xinfan's hands, his heart moves with it, up and down suddenly, not for a moment. Quit.

After a while, Li Xinfan finally stopped and asked in Chen Yifan's eyes full of expectation and worry: "Yifan, where did you come from?"

　　

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