Martial Inverse

Chapter 1186 Haotian's Misery

Liu Canyan is definitely a special existence in Tianjiyuan, even in the imperial palace. In short, Feng Hao has not seen anyone who can deal with this name indifferently.

Just like the founder in front of him, so is it.

"Why **** things, why just let that woman do the mentor this time, and I'll go to the old guy to talk about it later."

When Haotian heard it, his anger rose sharply, and his mouth was scolded.

"Uh……"

Feng Hao looked at him somewhat speechlessly.

The old guy in his mouth, if Feng Hao didn't guess it wrong, may be ... the dean of Tianjiyuan.

After all, the only people who can determine the direction of the mentor are the presidents of the colleges or the heads of the imperial palaces.

In other words, the founder in front of him, dare not even give the face of the dean of Tianjiyuan, but dare not go to Liu Canyan to trouble.

It can be seen how impressed someone is in Haotian's heart.

She is definitely an existence of no one before and no one after.

Feng Hao twitched in his heart, wondering what Liu Canyan had done in this holy heaven school.

"Ugh……"

Looking at Feng Hao, Haotian sighed again.

The thought of such a jadeite was going to be ruined by that woman. He was unwilling and twitching in his heart, but, thinking of the woman's means, he was afraid to fight for her.

Well, it wasn't impossible for the woman to destroy her old nest in a rage.

"Master, kid is ashamed."

Feng Hao was also very guilty, saying sorry.

"Anyway."

Haotian waved his hands, and his heart was full of disappointment.

He managed to see a good seed that was almost perfect, and was snatched away by that woman. He could imagine his mood at this time.

However, he also knew that there was absolutely no reason to vomit into the woman's hands, so he did not force Feng Hao to accept himself.

"Master ... I wonder if I can cast a weapon for the kid."

Feng Hao hesitated for a long time before asking.

This is the real generation of guru in front of him. If Cabernet Sauvignon can cast it for him, holy soldier, there will be no problem at all.

"Forging weapons."

Haotian looked at him in a strange way, and then a thought was raised in his heart, pretending to be inadvertently, "Wind boy, what weapon do you know is the best."

"This……"

Feng Hao originally wanted to say ‘artifacts’, but when he thought that this was not appropriate, he asked modestly, “I also hope that the master can give me a pointer or two.”

"A person's weapon is, of course, the best he has made."

Haotian said decisively, looking serious, a proud breath spread out of him.

At this moment, he seemed so arrogant.

In terms of casting, he has little room for improvement. It can be said that at this time, if it is not his realm, he is even confident that he can cast the Imperial soldiers.

"Cast it yourself."

Feng Hao is still half-knowledge, full of fog.

"In this world, which deity, which emperor, uses weapons made by others."

Haotian raised his voice, soaring.

Most people today cast the casting technique aside and try their best to repair it. Few people can pay attention to the casting technique.

After all, there is no such thing as an emperor in the world. Everyone's mind is on impacting the emperor's realm. There is no time to practice casting.

At this moment, his words struck Feng Hao's mind like a sledgehammer. Suddenly, Feng Hao looked stunned, speechless for a long time.

Indeed, the great king of this world, who has weapons made by others.

no.

How could the emperor cast his own soldiers if he did not learn the casting skills well.

Therefore, in fact, for a strong person, the casting technique is also necessary, otherwise, in the future, it will not be possible to cast its own weapons.

If Haotian does not remind these things, Feng Hao will never think about it.

After all, it was too far away for him. At this time, all his thoughts were on the state of spiritual practice.

"The real strong man must have his own weapon. Only after a long period of growth can he become a true godless soldier .... You know, in fact, weapons also have life. It is like a weapon. Just born a baby who doesn't understand anything, you must step by step to urge it to grow before it can really grow up. "

Haotian glanced at Feng Hao and said slowly, "Do n’t think that casting is not important. Believe, you have also seen that when you practice casting, the most important thing is to control your own power. ... So don't underestimate the casting. "

With his hands on his backs, he stood there like a giant steel-like giant, like a majestic mountain, magnificent and overwhelming.

"Ok."

Feng Hao nodded, and the giant figure under the waterfall appeared again in his mind.

It was so thrilling, every time it went down, it was like breaking the ground. The control of such forces, peerless horror, I believe the outbreak is absolutely shocking.

At this moment, Feng Hao suddenly flashed a shadow in his mind.

Willow smoke.

In the Saint Martial Church room, her control of power has reached an extremely horrible level. Feng Hao believes that she absolutely has not used the power above the Holy Order, but only the same order, one person, will be a group of so-called peerless geniuses , All easily fell down, the appearance of arrogance, so Feng Hao can not forget.

And, in this world, which well-known foundry master is the weak.

Just like the huge figure in front of him, what he holds in his hands is not only the casting technique, but also his own strength, and he can definitely laugh at the world.

Although Feng Hao could not detect Haotian's true strength at this time, this momentum and coercion let him know that Haotian was no less than the mentors who appeared at the time, and even higher than them.

"So if you need weapons, I suggest you still make them yourself ..."

Haotian's mouth flashed a radian that seemed like nothing, pretending to be casual.

"This……"

At this moment, Feng Hao didn't understand, it was silly.

Haotian's remarks undoubtedly made him understand the importance of the casting technique. At the same time, it also showed that practicing the casting technique is not a weak person and will not delay practice.

"call……"

Feng Hao exhaled deeply, then looked at Haotian earnestly, and said sincerely, "Master Haotian, the boy hopes to be your disciple from the bottom of my heart, and I hope you can legend about the art of casting ..."

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