Chapter 241 0 Unseen in Ancient Times

At the same time as his breakthrough in Qi refining, Song Ankang's physical fitness and mental will have also been greatly improved. It won't be long before his physical fitness reaches the pinnacle of an eighth-grade high-grade spiritual weapon, and he begins to hit the ranks of divine weapons.

However, if the next realm of cultivation cannot be broken through, and Song Ankang cannot break the limit shackles belonging to the human race, then it will be extremely difficult for his physical fitness to break through the limit, and he can only break the limit through the feedback side effects of the Fate-Defying Book.

But if Song Ankang breaks through the Qi Refining Realm and is promoted to the God Refining Realm, he will be able to raise the limits of all aspects of the human race, such as the limits of physical fitness, the limits of true energy... and then he will be able to pass the Seven Injury Demonic Sutra, Tong Zi Gong continued to rapidly improve his physical fitness and the power of the golden elixir.

Just like the previous breakthrough from the realm of body refining to the realm of qi refining, the emergence of true qi has broadened the limits of all aspects of the human race. In this way, Song Ankang can absorb all the feedback from the Fate-Defying Heavenly Book and improve his physical quality and spirit. will.

If not, if Song Ankang wants to improve his physical fitness and mental will, most of the feedback from the Fate-Defying Heavenly Book must be used to expand his limits, and only a small part can be used to improve, so that one percent of his 100% strength can be used to improve. The physical fitness and mental will are pretty good.

There are limits to the Qi Refining Realm. There is an upper limit to the physical quality, the quantity and quality of Qi, and the quantity and quality of spiritual will that can be accommodated.

After breaking through to the seventh level of the Golden Core and stabilizing his current state, Song Ankang first spent some time adapting to the skyrocketing strength, and then continued to steadily improve his strength in all aspects.

Physical fitness, Qi cultivation, mental will, spiritual skills and spiritual skills... they are all not neglected. Even the spiritual weapons on his body, Song Ankang is looking for suitable replacements to further enhance his overall combat power.

He never stopped pursuing strength.

When Song Ankang was living a boring and boring life of three points and one line, outside the main gate of Ancheng, dozens of miles away from the White Jade Mulberry Forest, the Emperor of Xia and his ministers were seeing off the new army.

This is a new army that has just been established, and it is also a temporary new army. They are all composed of monks from the Qi Refining Realm. The purpose is to support the battle on the heaven-human front.

Over the past few months, the war on the Tianren Front has gradually escalated. Xia State has invested more and more manpower, and gradually it has been unable to make ends meet. With no choice, it can only hastily form a new army with over 10,000 people from Kyoto. , go as soon as possible to support the Tianren front.

The leader of this new army was Mo Huihuang, an important minister of the imperial court, and Tang Mingyue's mentor in poetry. The war poems that Tang Mingyue had racked his brains to write were just to send off his mentor Mo Huihuang, but they were rejected by Song Ankang. I was defeated by the poem Manjianghong, and I never talked about the poem I wrote again.

Mo Huihuang is a great master of the ninth level of the Golden Core. His combat power is close to the invincibility of the Golden Core. He is good at arranging troops. He is over 800 years old this year and is one of the veterans of the Xia Kingdom.

If it weren't for the critical situation on the heaven-human front this time, he wouldn't have hurriedly formed a new army at the age of more than 800 years old and rushed to the front line to support him.

The Emperor of Xia and many ministers came to see him off one after another. As a junior, Tang Mingyue could only wait in a nearby corner until the farewell was about to end. Only then was he qualified to step forward and say a few words to his mentor.

"Mingyue, I heard that you prepared a war poem for me. Please let me see it quickly."

Seeing Tang Mingyue, Mo Huihuang smiled slightly and asked curiously, but actually he didn't have much hope.

After all, there were poems that everyone liked before this, and they sent several war poems, two of which made Mo Huihuang quite satisfied, and felt that they were very good.

Although Tang Mingyue is his disciple, his poetry is barely acceptable, so how can he compare to these great poets.

However, Mo Huihuang would not let down his disciple's wishes, so he pretended to be full of expectations.

Tang Mingyue smiled sweetly: "Teacher, this war poem was not written by me. I originally wrote one, but after seeing this poem, I felt that I couldn't bear to read it, so I burned it and gave this war poem to the teacher. I believe that the teacher I will definitely be satisfied, because I don’t think there is a war poem in our human race that can compare with this war poem for thousands of years.”

"Ah..." Hearing what Tang Mingyue said, Mo Huihuang couldn't help but exclaimed, which attracted the attention of many people: "Our Xia Kingdom has a history of five thousand years, and the human race has tens of thousands of years." In history, it’s possible that there hasn’t been a war poem that can compare with it in so many years. Ming Yue, aren’t you exaggerating?”

Tang Mingyue said confidently: "Whether it is an exaggeration or not, the teacher will know after looking at it."

While talking, Tang Mingyue took out the framed "Manjianghong", held it respectfully, and handed it to Mo Huihuang.

"Okay, since Mingyue is so confident, let's appreciate it, teacher." With full doubts, Mo Huihuang opened the rice paper in his hand, and what came into view were three words... Manjianghong!

Some people around also came over curiously, wanting to see what this war poem was about, which actually made Tang Mingyue so confident.

However, most people thought that Tang Mingyue, a woman from a small family, might be sensationalizing and trying to attract Mo Huihuang's attention to see if they could get some benefits from it.

It would be a bit too exaggerated to say that it is a rare thing that has been seen for decades, but to say that it is the best war poem in thousands of years.

Although the poetry of the Xia Kingdom has never been very prosperous, there are still some good poems accumulated over the years. Even the senior leaders of the human race who emphasize martial arts over literature are impressed by them. Could it be that the war poem that Tang Mingyue took out is such a war poem? Poetry?

This is basically impossible. It is not easy for war poems of that level to appear.

With joking thoughts, many people looked at Mo Huihuang. Fortunately, Tang Mingyue was beautiful, elegant, and intellectual, so no one made any sarcastic remarks, which would not embarrass Tang Mingyue too much.

Under the gaze of many people, Mo Huihuang's originally somewhat casual expression gradually became solemn, then more and more solemn, and gradually his casual movements became more upright, and he was already holding rice paper in both hands.

When the people around him saw Mo Huihuang's movements, the joking expressions on their faces also changed a little. The anomaly here also attracted more people's attention.

Even the Emperor of Xia Kingdom, who was about to leave, stopped at this moment and looked over here with some curiosity, causing all the important ministers and generals who were about to leave to stop temporarily and looked towards Mo Huihuang. He had seen something good with this expression.