Myriad Realms: Opening Decisive Battle at Bright Summit

Chapter 211 The First Godhead Fragment!
"Mission progress reminder: the hidden mission, the gift of the real martial arts sword to the young Zhang Sanfeng has been completed."

"Get 30000 points of reincarnation experience."

"Get 15000 reincarnation coins."

"Get 200 favorability points, which can only be used in the world of Condor Heroes."

"Obtain three S-level quenched stones."

"Get a chance to draw a lottery in the system."

"Obtain a shard of godhead."

Divine Fragment?

What is this?
"System prompt: Every time a reincarnator achieves his destiny, he can get a piece of godhead. If you collect a hundred pieces of godhead, you can become the main god of the system."

What the hell!

System God!

Wouldn't that be able to control the system?
Wouldn't it be possible to travel to all the planes you want to go to at will?

Doesn't it mean that anyone who wants to be brought back to the real world can be brought back to the real world! ?

Couldn't the regret left in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji" be made up for?

Ling Feng suddenly became excited.

Gather 100 godhead fragments, you can condense the godhead and become the god of the system!
Now... there are still 99 coins left!
Although there is still a lot of difference, but finally there is a head start!
Spider, wait for me!
Ling Feng clenched his fists excitedly.

Zhang Junbao asked cautiously: "Brother, are you okay? You seem very excited."

Ling Feng smiled and said: "Oh, it's okay, you can go now."

Zhang Junbao hurriedly said: "Brother, I don't want to leave, I want to follow you! You are the leader of the martial arts, if you arrange me casually, I will be of great benefit."

Ling Feng frowned and said: "Brother, how can you be so self-motivated? Can a generation of masters be cultivated in the greenhouse? You have to go out to practice by yourself, and don't keep mentioning that I am your elder brother when you have nothing to do in the future."

"Brother...why are you so ruthless all of a sudden." Zhang Junbao was full of grievances.

Because big brother, my hidden mission has been completed.

Ling Feng cleared his throat, and said earnestly: "Junbao, this is your fault. Big brother gave you food, gave you inner strength, and gave you real martial arts sword. Why do you still ask big brother to help you? You have to do it yourself. Go for it. Besides, I'm about to go to a decisive battle with Jinlun Fawang, and if you follow me, you may even lose your life."

"So big brother, you are thinking about my life!" Zhang Junbao hurriedly said: "It's just that I don't know any martial arts, so why don't you teach me some moves first, big brother."

Ling Feng waved his hands and said, "I can't teach you."

Zhang Junbao asked in surprise: "Why? Don't you think I'm stupid, brother?"

Yes!

Ling Feng said solemnly: "Junbao, my martial arts are world-class, and you have no foundation at all. I can teach you and you can't learn it, just like the Taiji swordsmanship I taught you just now. In your opinion, it is just limp. It’s just the swordsmanship, you can’t comprehend it at all.”

Zhang Junbao said unconvinced: "Brother, don't tell me you haven't learned basic martial arts?"

Ling Feng said as a matter of course: "Yes, why, is there a problem?"

"No, no." Zhang Junbao stared dumbfounded, "Brother, you really are a genius in martial arts, you don't even need to learn the basics."

Ling Feng squinted at the sky 45 degrees, and said calmly: "That is, a genius like me naturally doesn't need to learn any basic skills. So you can't ask me to teach you, you should go to... Shaolin."

Historically, Zhang Sanfeng did become a disciple of Shaolin before setting up his own school and founding the Wudang Sect.

Zhang Junbao smiled wryly and said: "To tell you the truth, Tianbao and I also thought about going to Shaolin to learn martial arts, but it is not so easy to become a disciple of Shaolin. If you want to become an inner disciple, you have to have a relationship. It's about money."

Ling Feng said with a smile: "This is the Jianghu. Actually, it's nothing. One day in the future, if you want to enter the Shaolin Temple, you will have to pay for the entrance fee."

Zhang Junbao said in surprise: "Brother, you are joking. The temple is a place to rescue the suffering. Anyone can enter. How could they charge money even to enter the door. If that is true, is the monk still a monk? Is the Buddha still the Buddha ?”

Ling Feng smiled and did not argue, "Well, I will write a handwritten letter to you and Tianbao. After all, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, Shaolin Temple still wants to show some face. After you arrive in Shaolin, you don't need to worship the abbot Arhat. You go to the Sutra Pavilion, find a monk Jueyuan who guards the Sutra Pavilion, and ask him to be your teacher."

In this era, the real strength of Shaolin Temple is the hidden Jueyuan!

Ling Feng quickly wrote the handwriting and handed it to Zhang Junbao.

Zhang Junbao cupped his hands gratefully, "Thank you for your advice, big brother! I will go to Shaolin Temple with Tianbao now! After I finish my studies, I will definitely do my best for big brother!"

Ling Feng smiled and said: "That's not necessary. You and I are destined to be together after all. We will stay in the green mountains and green waters forever! Zhang Sanfeng, please!"

"Brother, please!" Zhang Junbao was stunned after he finished speaking, "Strange, brother, why did you call me Zhang Sanfeng? Eh? Brother!? Brother?"

Ling Feng pressed two fingers on his forehead, activated teleportation, and disappeared directly in front of Zhang Junbao!

Zhang Junbao collapsed on the ground, "My elder brother is a god..."

at the same time……

Xiangyang, outside the city!
A million yuan soldiers and iron cavalry surrounded the entire Xiangyang city!
All eight traffic arteries were cut off!All the waterways were also cut off!
The entire city of Xiangyang has been without water, food and aid for seven days!

Fortunately, Huang Rong strictly followed Ling Feng's request and hoarded a large amount of military supplies in advance, so that even if Xiangyang City was trapped by Yuan soldiers for a year or so, she would not die of thirst and starvation.

However, the real trouble lies in the disparity in military strength.

The total population of Xiangyang City is currently only 10,000+ people.

Many young and middle-aged people have fled to the south with their families, and the rest of the city are basically old, weak, sick and disabled.

There are only 3 to [-] people who can really fight.

In addition to the martial arts practitioners Huang Rong had recruited during this period and the volunteer soldiers from all walks of life, the total strength of the entire Xiangyang City was only 5.

And it was these 5 people who defended the isolated city of Xiangyang for nearly a month, repelling hundreds of almost brutal sieges by Yuan soldiers.

Especially with the deterrence of heavy machine guns, mortars, and tactical landmines, the Yuan soldiers were directly replaced by marshals three times, causing countless casualties, but after a month, Xiangyang City was still unable to be captured.

Yuan Emperor Mengge continued to increase his troops, even mobilizing the main force to attack Europe.

At present, the number of Yuan soldiers besieging Xiangyang City has reached millions.

With 5 people against millions of people, this war has no chance of winning no matter from which point of view.

What's worse, after a month of besieging the city with wheels, there were very few firearms and ammunition left by Ling Feng.

Xiangyang's city walls and gates were almost too damaged to be repaired.

The defenders in Xiangyang were also extremely exhausted, and they could fall asleep while leaning on their spears.

If this continues, Xiangyang will really be unable to defend for two more rounds of attacks at most.

Standing on the cold and solemn city wall, Huang Rong looked at the brightly lit and densely packed Yuan army barracks opposite, feeling extremely worried.

Feng Lang, Feng Lang, when will you come back.

(End of this chapter)