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Volume 2 Yunzhou Rebellion Chapter 45 Changes in Artistic Conception

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    In seven days, the team of more than 1,600 people expanded to more than 2,400 people. They passed through Beimeng County and Chengfeng County, replenished food, replaced horses, and continued on their way without daring to stop for a moment.  Yuan Kun was speechless all the way, and was silent again. The difference was that last time he was thinking about life, but this time he was stuck in practice.  "Kun'er" Yuan Yuntian rode his horse and came to Yuan Kun's side. He knew that his grandson was deep in his practice and didn't want to interfere at this time, but he was about to go to Yangming County and some issues had to be discussed.  "Umwell, grandpa, is something wrong?" Yuan Kun, who was lost in thought, heard the call. The confusion slowly dissipated from his eyes, and his eyes gradually became focused.  "Kun'er, grandpa wants to talk to you about something." Yuan Yuntian's eyes showed a trace of unbearability and struggle, which was then replaced by determination.  "Grandpa, tell me." Yuan Kun quietly waited for the next step.  "Kun'er, grandpa wants to talk to you about the Yuan family." Yuan Yuntian paused and continued: "Kun'er, you have done enough about Yuan Yunlong and others." "Passed?"  Although Yuan Kun was murderous at the time, he was very calm at this time, as if he had never done anything.  "Grandpa is not saying that they should not die, but that they should not die in your hands. After all, they are also your blood relatives. Yuan Yunlong, Yuan Yunyi, and Yuan Yunfeng are brothers. Their father has been kind to me in raising me, and Yuan Yunfeng  You treat me like a brother and have followed me through life and death for so many years, so I have turned a blind eye to what Yuan Yunlong and others did these years. You should not kill them, let alone their families." When Yuan Kun told him that he was in Yuanjiazhuang.  After what he did, Yuan Yuntian was stunned and couldn't accept it.  Should Yuan Yunlong and others deserve death?  Damn it, colluding with outsiders, killing clan members, and trying to usurp the position of the head of the family. He deserved death, but he couldn't accept it. His grandson did all of this.  "Grandpa, I don't care who they are or what they did, but they should never, never should have hurt my family and the people I care about, so they deserve to die. This is my reason."  These few words were very impactful, and Yuan Kun's voice expressed a kind of determination.  "But, Kun'er, they are also your relatives." Yuan Yuntian felt both relieved and helpless at this time.  "But they killed my mother, and almost killed you and grandma. They put my father and uncle in danger of life and death, so they deserve to die. The death of their descendants is the price they pay for what they have done."  Yuan Kun has completely grasped Yuan Yuntian's mentality, which can be explained in just four words - a woman's kindness.  "Yuan Yunlong's father was the previous head of the family. Mingxun went to invite the family ancestor, and he will definitely come back with him. Kun'er, you must not be impulsive. Grandpa will make the decision for you." This is what Yuan Yuntian is most worried about.  , worried that the previous head of the family would know that his descendants had been killed when he returned to the clan, and would conflict with Yuan Kun.  "Grandpa, don't worry, my grandson knows it well. But even if you give me another chance, I will still kill them." Yuan Kun's voice became more and more determined, "No matter who it is, as long as he hurts my family, hurts  The person I care about, then I will kill him, no, it should be said that as long as he has this idea, I will kill him." There are no heroic words, no references to the sky, no swearing, and no filming.  Chest stamping, just a few simple words, a few very firm words, calmly explaining Yuan Kun's rebellion and bottom line.  Listening to his grandson¡¯s words, what else can Yuan Yuntian say?  Could it be that what my grandson said and did was wrong?  Don't you think you should do this?  Looking at the little grandson in front of him whose cultivation reached the full moon level at the age of twenty, and whose combat power is even more unfathomable, he felt that he was getting old: "Okay, Kun'er, you can practice with peace of mind. I have everything. If the sky falls, Grandpa  "Resist first." Yuan Yuntian is very proud. With such a grandson, what else can he be dissatisfied with?  "Grandpa, I will protect you well and never let you get hurt again. For you, even if my hands are stained with blood and I slaughter everyone in the world, I will not hesitate." Yuan Kun secretly made up his mind.  The large group of people continued to run, and the conversation between the grandfather and grandson was like a pebble falling into the pond, making a small splash and then disappearing without a trace. Yuan Kun continued to sink into thinking.  A day later, at noon, everyone was resting and eating on the roadside.  At noon in midsummer, the sun was blazing in the sky, and the leaves were motionless. Although the warrior was no longer afraid of the cold and heat, he was still sweating profusely. The horses beside him had their nostrils wide open, and thick streams of hot air came out.  Suddenly, the dry air floated slowly, and the originally stationary leaves were also driven up and down. The air gradually became dull, as if something was pressing down from above.  After a while, the flow of air accelerated, and the dust lying on the surface, which had been burned weakly by the sun, seemed to be filled with vitality again, leaping high and dancing with the wind, showing its uniquenessdance.  The blazing sun is covered with a thin veil, and it is no longer so dazzling that it cannot be looked directly at.  There are more and more gauze, thicker and thicker, covering the sky, swallowing up the sunlight, pressing towards the ground, and staying above people's heads.  At noon in the scorching heat, there were thunderclouds and strong winds. Thunder snakes darted in and out of the thick dark clouds. Big raindrops gathered together and poured down from the sky like a waterfall, washing away the heat and cooling the earth.  .  Regardless of the pouring rain, everyone in the Yuan family embarked on their way home amid the rain curtain.  Click - Boom A blue electric light fell from the sky, cut through the rain curtain, and hit the ground. There was a loud noise and the ground shook.  Click¡ª¡ªBoom Another bolt of lightning fell from the sky.  Thunder snakes were dancing in the sky, tearing apart the black cloud curtain at will.  Yuan Kun, who was riding a horse, had already woken up when the first thunder sounded. Feeling the refreshing feeling of raindrops washing his body, his mind was attracted by the dancing thunder snakes, and he gradually gained a sense of enlightenment in his heart.  There was a clue to his problem.  Thunder and lightning, exuding unparalleled domineering power and infinite destructive power, move their bodies at will, making changes wherever they go.  That kind of momentum and incomparable power that can tear the sky and crack the earth at every turn, with nothing to stop it, makes Yuan Kun feel very kind. Gradually, his mind is immersed in the thunder and lightning, as if he is one of those raging thunder snakes.  The horse beneath him stopped at some point.  People who were galloping in the wind and rain soon discovered something unusual. A powerful aura rose from behind. They were so startled that they reined in their horses and turned around, only to see Yuan Kun stopped on his horse and looking up at the sky. However, they felt very strange.  You can clearly see people, but it's as if they don't exist, and you can't feel a breath.  Unlike the star-level warriors, Yuan Yuntian and the moon-level warriors have different expressions, but one thing is the same, that is envy. Yuan Kun's state at this time is the unity of heaven and man that they dream of.  "Don't let anyone get close to Yuan Kun." As Yuan Yuntian gave the order, everyone immediately started to move.  Yuan Kun's purple-gold eyes stared at the sky, and the purple-gold full moon appeared on his forehead. Two dark golden shields surrounded Yuan Kun's body, rotating slowly. There was not a drop of rain within three meters of his body.  The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were more and more thunder snakes in the air, becoming more and more manic. Yuan Kun also changed with it. A violent breath broke through the shackles of his body, rising into the sky, and dancing thunder snakes.  Snakes echo each other.  "Hahaha, I understand." After a long time, a burst of laughter broke through the oppressive rain curtain.  Yuan Kun, who was sitting on his horse, changed. He stopped with the dark golden shield surrounding his body. The top full moon level expert who used the secret method twice was unable to cause damage to the shield, but at this time, cracks appeared.  "Bang" Seeing the two shields suddenly shattered, there seemed to be a shattering sound in everyone's hearts. The shield that left a strong impression on everyone's hearts just shattered. It shattered for unknown reasons.  Before anyone had time to express regret or emotion, Yuan Kun changed again.  As the shield formed by the protective artistic conception shattered and disappeared, the violent aura not only did not weaken at all, but became more vigorous. The violent intention doubled, and the long purple-gold hair attached to the body floated in the air, and the rain on the hair  Instantly evaporated, and the long hair seemed to turn into thunder snakes in the air, dancing randomly.  Gradually, the space around Yuan Kun undergoes inexplicable changes, as if something is being nurtured, and an inexplicable aura that is different from violent spreads.  Suddenly, Yuan Kun jumped up and stood on the horse. He raised his hands with his palms facing the sky and his fingers spread out. Two purple-gold stick-like shapes appeared on the palms of his hands. The sticks were one meter long.  It stopped and stretched to both sides. After a while, two identical strange shapes appeared in everyone's eyes. On top of the one-meter-long stick was a huge object, which was round, but not round, with many facets.  As soon as this object appeared, the inexplicable aura rose to its peak, complementing the violent aura, making people feel like they couldn't help but surrender.  "This is it. This is what I really want. It suits my artistic conception." Yuan Kun looked at the purple-gold hammers on his palms and felt the domineering power emanating from the hammers. He was extremely happy in his heart. His artistic conception changed from defense to defense.  The shield transformed into an attacking hammer. These days Yuan Kun has been troubled about which weapon to use. It wasn't until he saw thunder and lightning in the pouring rain that he realized that the reason why he couldn't find a suitable weapon was rooted in his artistic conception.  ??The purely defensive mood is good at defending but not good at attacking, so only a shield is suitable, but its protective meaning is not a complete defense.  He himself does not like pure defense. Compared with defense, he believes in offense more. Offense is the best defense. It can eliminate all obstacles and eliminate all threats.?, is the best protection.  In addition, the Vajra Ape King is an unparalleled king, how can he just defend?  So what is the best offense, the most offensive offense?  There is nothing more suitable than this to defeat ten levels with one force. In the face of absolute power, all moves are fancy and useless.  Yuan Kun, who understood everything, shattered the original guardian incarnation, and at the same time found a weapon suitable for him - a hammer, the most domineering and offensive weapon, which is consistent with his artistic conception and bloodline; at the same time, the hammer is like a fist, and is consistent with his artistic conception and bloodline.  The boxing techniques he practices are compatible with each other. If he has two hammers in hand, his attack power will be doubled.  Dear book friends, the update was stopped for some reason some time ago. I¡¯m very sorry. The update will be resumed from today.
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