[Eight hundred and eighty-fourth chapter national teacher and fire thunder]
Previously, in order to save Tongtian Wushen, Song Yan was cut to pieces by Zawang Wushen with one sword, and burst into blood mist.
Afterwards, neither of the two noticed that the blood mist did not dissipate, but continued to stay in mid-air.
Until Tongtian Wushen was defeated by Zanwang Wushen and stepped on the ground, the blood mist surged wildly, and in a very short period of time condensed a brand new body.
Wushen Tongtian had heard about the rebirth of the house.
However, she had never heard of people being slaughtered into a cloud of blood and could survive, but today, she saw it with her own eyes.
Feeling the change in Tongtian Wushen’s expression, Zanwang Wushen subconsciously looked back, just in time to see Song Yan, who had re-condensed his body. For a moment, his face also had a look of confusion.
“You… how are you?”
“You’re not dead, are you?” Song Yan said with a grin, and the soul-suppressing seal was formed at this moment and flew out…
Zanwang Wushen only felt a flower in front of him, and then a black shadow submerged into his body, and then he lost consciousness.
“Give up resistance!”
Song Yan ordered.
Immediately, the flame on Zanwang Wushen’s body went out.
Taking one step out, Song Yan came to Zhanwang Wushen, the power of qi in his body was working with all his strength, gathered in the palm of his hand, and slapped towards Zanwang Wushen’s head.
“Buzz!”
The power of this palm was too strong, and it exploded, swallowing the entire body of Zhanwang Wushen, and the surrounding space was also distorted.
The next moment, the brilliance dissipated, and there was nothing on the spot except a diamond-shaped god that was spinning.
“Are you OK?”
Song Yan put away the godhead, and then stretched out his hand to pull the Heavenly Martial God.
“Can you put your clothes on?” Tongtian Wushen closed his eyes shyly.
Hearing this, Song Yan looked down, only to realize that he was actually naked. When he just condensed his body, he was busy casting his soul-suppressing seal, and he didn’t even have time to put on his clothes. For a moment, his old face was a little red, and he quickly took it out. A set of robes was put on: “Okay, you can open your eyes!”
Pulling the Tongtian Martial God out of the pit, Song Yan slammed three divine lights of life into her body. However, her physical injuries were healed, but the godhead was consumed too much. Strength cannot be displayed.
Obviously, Song Yan also saw her weakness. With a move in his heart, he took out the godhead of the fog goddess and handed it to her: “Take it, absorb this godhead, you should be able to fully restore your strength!”
Tongtian Wushen looked at him, his eyes a little complicated.
Song Yan also looked at her.
After a long while, Tongtian Wushen finally spoke: “You should keep this godhead, my cultivation can slowly recover!”
“That’s good! If you need anything, just mention it!”
Song Yan was not pretentious, and put away the godhead again. With these two godheads, he can cultivate two martial gods in a short period of time.
After withdrawing the great formation and taking back the top-grade spirit crystals, Song Yan returned to the palace with Tongtian Wushen.
The next day, an edict announced to the world that Tongtian Wushen was designated as the national teacher of the Great Wu Empire.
With the dissemination of the edict, Song Yan felt that the power of qi in his body had grown to a certain extent. It seems that the martial god Tongtian became the national teacher, which made the people of the world more loyal.
In a small courtyard deep in the palace.
The tea stove was bubbling hot, Song Yan, Dongfang Tianya, and Duanmu Chong sat around the stone table, and the concubine Ning Ling was actually pouring tea on the side, which made Duanmu Chong a little uneasy, but Dongfang Tian Ya was calm, after all, no matter how Song Yan’s identity changed, he was still his apprentice, and it was a matter of course for Ning Ling to serve him tea and water.
Seeing Dongfang Tianya’s calm expression, Duanmu Chong regretted it very much. If he had taken Song Yan to be his apprentice at that time, there would be nothing to do with Dongfang Laoer.
“Master, Uncle Duanmu, I called you here today because I want to ask your opinion on something!” Song Yan said with a smile.
“Your Majesty, please speak!” Duanmu Chong respectfully said.
“There are no monarchs and ministers today, only elders and juniors.”
Song Yan waved his hand, then flipped his palm, and two godheads appeared in his palm: “These are two godheads, if you refine them, you can become a martial god, but after refining, your cultivation will never surpass these two godhead masters. The cultivation base, I wonder if Master and Uncle are willing to refine it?”
Dongfang Tianya and Duanmu Chong looked at each other and saw the heat in each other’s eyes.
Martial God, the pinnacle of warriors.
No matter how confident the two of them are, they don’t think they can reach the Martial God.
Therefore, even if after refining the godhead, the cultivation base can no longer advance an inch, they are very willing to refine the godhead.
In the end, Dongfang Tianya obtained the Godhead of Zanwang Wushen, Duanmu Chong obtained the Godhead of Wuwu Wushen, and he was in retreat in the palace. Once it was completely refined, there would be two more Wushens in the Great Wu Empire.
The civil strife of the human race has subsided, but the two demons have not stopped attacking the seven battlefields.
Judging from the daily battle reports, this time the two demons and beasts did not seem to be feigning attacks, but rather like they were really planning to join forces to destroy the human race.
Therefore, the formation that could have persisted in March could be broken in one month at most under the frantic attacks of the two demons.
However, one month is enough.
Tiangongyuan.
After this period of continuous research and development, the academicians of the Tiangong Academy, based on the formula of black gunpowder given by Song Yan, modified a gunpowder that is ten times stronger. A very large fire thunder.
Seeing the fire thunders the size of pumpkins in front of him, Song Yan’s expression was a bit strange. According to the academician of Tiangong Academy, each of these fire thunders weighed 100 jin. If they were placed in the real world, such fire thunders would definitely be medium. I don’t like it, why, because it’s too heavy, even a super bombardier, I’m afraid it won’t be enough.
But in this world, even a body-refining-level martial artist can throw a hundred jins of fire thunder tens of meters away. Thousands of meters.
As for the power, you have to try it.
“Come on!”
Two soldiers of the ninth level of Qi refining came: “See Your Majesty!”
“Be flat!”
Song Yan nodded.
Afterwards, the two soldiers picked up a fire thunder, peeled off the machine bracket on it, and threw it out.
The two fire thunders landed five hundred meters away at the same time.
“Boom! Boom!”
Two loud bangs came out.
When the smoke dissipated, a deep pit of five or six meters appeared where the two fire thunders landed, and there were dense small holes around the deep pit, because there was a layer of iron beads inside the fire thunder, and those small holes It was the iron beads in the fire thunder that penetrated.
In terms of the explosive power of the fire thunder, it is already comparable to the master’s full blow, but in terms of lethality, it is several times higher than that of the grand master. People will be more or less injured by the blasting iron beads.
“How many fire thunders can be made in a day now?” Song Yan looked at the dean of Tiangong Institute and asked.
“Go back to Your Majesty, the Tiangong Institute has limited manpower and can only make a thousand fire thunders every day!”
Song Yan frowned and said, “Thousands are too few. I want at least 100,000 a day. You write a note and send it to the cabinet, and I will let the cabinet fully cooperate!”
“Thank you, Your Majesty!”
After leaving Tiangong Academy, Song Yan put on a stand and went to the National Master Hall. Yes, after being named a national master, Tongtian Wushen lived in the palace to restore his cultivation. Before, he promised Tongtian Wushen a hundred years of life, and he had given her five Ten years, and now he intends to give her the remaining fifty years.
