Teng Qing Shan seemed to be blown by a gust of wind from the mountain top and swiftly rushed into the large tent.

  It was morning at this moment, and many warriors had entered the mountain. With Teng Qing Shan's speed, he directly rushed into the big tent from the mountainside, and not many people noticed. Only the servants at the camp of Gui Yuan Zong saw a figure flash before their eyes and enter Teng's tent.

  "Who's there." A servant immediately shouted back.

  "It's me." Teng Qing Shan's voice came out.

  "Oh, master is back so early." The servant did not dare disturb him again.

  "Bring me a big bucket of water, I want to take a bath!" Ting Qing Shan's voice came out.

  "Yes!"

  Inside the big account, Teng Qing Shan took off his tattered outerwear and began to carefully observe the black scales of the red scale beast. As soon as the black scales opened slightly, Teng Qing Shan discovered many interesting things: "Huh? This sharp thorn!" Teng Qing Shan found that this huge scale, when slightly opened, should be roughly the entire body of the red scale beast.

  Only the scales on the head and neck are gone, they should have been torn off.

  Teng Qing Shan could totally imagine it - the Vermilion Scaled Beast shedding its old scales and crawling out from within.

  "These scales are stacked one on top of the other, very dense. However, from the inside, it's actually quite simple." Teng Qing Shan looked inside and saw that it was just a thick layer of skin. Although the skin was sturdy, the flying knives infused with internal energy could still cut through it, and the scales growing on the skin naturally split open. "However, these thorns are useless, get rid of them."

  Teng Qing Shan cut out three large pieces of scales from inside with his flying knife.

  Then all the sharp spines on the back of the turtle shell were removed.

  "This one is really heavy!" Teng Qing Shan grasped the black thorn, which was originally on the back of the Red Scale Beast. He had thought it was small at first glance, but now that he held it up close, "It's actually half a meter long and as thick as a fist! This one alone weighs over 100 kilograms!" Teng Qing Shan began to pull out thorn after thorn.

  There were as many as eighty-one sharp thorns!

  "This shell, most of its weight is on these thorns." Teng Qing Shan couldn't help but laugh and cry, these eighty-one short thorns added up to over eight thousand catties.

  That thin layer of scales added up to a total weight of over 2,000 catties!

  "The material of the sharp thorn is special, it should be a treasure too." Teng Qing Shan thought to himself.

  ……

  At noon, Guan Yu led a large group of people and horses back to the camp.

  "The master is back." The servants warmly welcomed him.

  "Hmm, has Teng Dutong come back?" Guan Lu asked indifferently.

  "Teng Dutong went out early in the morning and came back soon after." The servant said, frowning and looking towards Teng Qing Shan's large tent: "He actually slacked off!"

  "General Guan!" Teng Qing Shan suddenly walked out of the large tent, "Come in for a moment."

  "Hmm?" Guan Lu was somewhat puzzled, but still stepped into Teng Qing Shan's large tent. He glanced around casually before staring at Teng Qing Shan: "What's going on? Or rather, explain why you came back so early this morning?" At the moment, Teng Qing Shan was wearing a new outer garment, and the wound on his arm didn't seem to be visible from the outside.

  "Look over there!" Teng Qing Shan pointed at a table not far away.

  Looking closely, what was originally not very noticeable, but upon a closer look, it can be seen that on the table in the corner of the wall, there were neatly stacked grayish-white things, stacked into three thick piles. And under the table, there were sharp thorns, randomly piled together.

  "What is this? It's quite heavy, must be around 700 or 800 catties." Guan Lu walked over in confusion and flipped the thing over.

  Wow!

  The black scales flipped over and landed on the ground, revealing another side of black scales.

  "This is......" Gu Lü's eyes widened in surprise.

  "This is the black scales of the Red Scaled Beast! One side is all scales, and the other side is a layer of thick grayish-white skin! I've divided it into three large pieces, each over two zhang long and one zhang wide!" Teng Qing Shan said, having already calculated in his mind that the three pieces added up to around fifty or sixty square meters.

  Guan Lü was shocked and turned his head towards Tun Qing: "You, you..."

  "That pile under the table is the sharp thorn of the Red Scale Beast, it's really heavy, each one weighs over a hundred kilograms. There are eighty-one in total!" Teng Qing Shan said.

  Guan Lü took a deep breath before asking: "This Red Scale Beast's scale armor, where did you get it?"

  "Of course, it was stolen from the lair of the Red Scaled Beast." Teng Qing Shan said helplessly, "You don't know, those Red Scaled Beasts have all undergone metamorphosis, their entire bodies turned crimson red, and their strength is too powerful. If I hadn't escaped quickly and dodged into a low tunnel, I would have been killed by that Red Scaled Beast."

  Guan Lu glared at him and shouted: "You're really courting death! Are you injured?" He carefully examined Cong Qing's body.

  "Teng Qing Shan said, 'I was scratched by the sharp tail of that crimson scale beast and got a flesh wound.'"

  "Hurry up and let me see." Guan Lüjian said.

  "It's nothing, do I look like I'm hurt?" Teng Qing Shan changed the subject, "Now that we've obtained the Red Scale Beast's scales, let's hurry up and prepare to head back to Jiangning!"

  ******

  Teng Qing-shan and the others took advantage of the sparse crowd in the afternoon, and the forty or so people rushed to Huacheng. The sharp thorns and scales were not too heavy. Moreover, there were many people, and there were also horse-drawn carriages. It was easy to carry them to Huacheng. After spending a night in Huacheng, Teng Qing-shan and the others set off early the next morning, riding high-quality war horses!

  Those three large stacks of black scales, one stack is on the "Crimson Blood Horse" in Teng Qing Mountain, and the other two stacks are all tied to Guan Lu's "Black Fiery Horse".

  As one of the three dragon horses, Hei Yanma carries nearly two thousand catties. Running with ordinary black-striped horses is very easy. The other eighty-one sharp thorns were distributed among the thirty core disciples' masters, each carrying either three or two, which was not heavy for anyone.

  ……

  A group of people rushed to the road at high speed, although some people under Flame Mountain suspected that Guiyuan Sect had obtained it, but everyone was not very sure, and there were no masters willing to offend Tan Qing Shan and his large group of masters.

  After two and a half days, on the afternoon of the third day, Teng Qing Shan and his group finally arrived safely at Jiangning Prefecture.

  ……

  "Brother!"

  "Green Mountain!"

  "Big Brother Qing Shan!"

  Teng Qing Shan had just arrived at the north gate of Gui Yuan Sect when he saw his sister 'Qing Yu', Zhuge Yun, Qing Niang and Teng Qing Hu among a large crowd of people. Among these people, only a few were there to welcome Teng Qing Shan. The others were relatives and friends of the thirty core disciples' masters.

  "Little Rain, these three months, miss your brother?" Teng Qing Shan smiled and patted Qing Yu's head.

  "I'm so fed up, I thought you'd be back in a month." Qing Yu said with some discontent.

  At this time, a voice sounded from the side: "Teng Tuo Tong, the master has an order. When you arrive, go to see him immediately. I will lead the way in front, Teng Tuo Tong, please."

  Teng Qing Shan used to be a disciple in green clothes.

  "Alright, Brother Teng, help me take these things back to our place first. I'll go see the Sect Master. I'll catch up with you guys later." Teng Qing Shan and several others smiled, then followed the blue-robed disciple as they left.

  *******

  Under a sturdy and low willow tree, the willow branches on the tree are dancing in the wind.

  By the willow tree, it was Xue Rengui sitting in a chair, holding a thread-bound book and looking relaxed. Xue Rengui still had his long hair scattered about, wearing loose white robes with large sleeves.

  "Zhuge Yuanhong!"

  Teng Qing Shan caught sight of Zhuge Yuanhong in the distance, and for some reason, at this moment, Zhuge Yuanhong gave Teng Qing Shan a very vague feeling, as if Zhuge Yuanhong had merged with that short and stout tree, and the gentle breeze, becoming one with them. It was like a landscape painting done in ink wash.

  "Master." The young disciple in green robes called out respectfully.

  "How strange." Teng Qing Shan didn't think much more about it and followed up.

  "Qing Shan is here." Zhuge Yuanhong looked up and smiled lightly, "Alright, you can withdraw first. Qing Shan, come over."

  The young disciple in green retreated with a bow, and Teng Qing Shan walked over to that empty space.

  "You've done a great job in the past three months, I'm very clear about everything you've done!" Zhuge Yuanhong nodded in satisfaction. The news of obtaining the scale armor had been quickly transmitted to Jiangning through carrier pigeons when they were in Huacheng. Of course, Zhuge Yuanhong knew everything clearly, "Killing Meng Tian, rescuing Ji Hong's commander, and seizing this Red Scale Beast's scale armor, speak up, what reward do you want!"

  Hong Qingshan was taken aback, and as soon as he came up, he mentioned rewards?

  "Teng Qing Shan bowed and said, 'I think that the crimson scale beast's armor should be given to my brother. I also hope that our sect can properly guide my sister.'"

  "These are trivial matters. The Red Scale Beast's body is enormous, and its scales can be used to make twenty sets of full-body armor. I'll give you two sets for obtaining these scales on your own. As for who gets them, you arrange it yourself. Your sister... haha, with her talent, I will definitely instruct her personally in the future." Zhuge Yuanhong looked at Teng Qingshan, "What I want to ask is about you, what do you require?"

  Hong Qingshan furrowed his brow.

  "I'll give you a leading position, do you want it?" Zhuge Yuanhong said with a smile.

  Hong Qingshan was shocked.

  Command?

  After Ji Hong lost his arm, Teng Qing Shan knew that Ji Hong would definitely step down. However, the positions of the four great leaders were all held by core disciples from within the sect, because those positions were too important. Teng Qing Shan was strong, but to sit in that position, loyalty was more valued.

  "Me? Agree with Zong Nei?" Teng Qing Shan was incredulous.

  "You treat me as your direct disciple, isn't that enough?" Zhuge Yuanhong said with a faint smile.

  "Direct disciple?"

  Teng Qing Shan carefully looked at Zhuge Yuan Hong, up to now, his own master was only one, the previous life's Teng Bo Lei! In his previous life, Teng Qing Shan was the founder of Xingyiquan, and in his heart, he was very proud to let him become an apprentice... This was not easy.

  "I don't know what kind of ability you have, Master Zong, that can teach me!" Teng Qing Shan stared at Zhuge Yuanhong.

  Zhuge Yuanhong put down the book, got up and walked to one side to break off a willow branch. Standing in the empty space, he looked at Teng Qing Mountain: "Teng Qing Mountain, you use a long spear, I'll use this willow branch. You and I both have explosive power of 10,000 catties. Let's compare, how is it?" As he spoke, his hand holding the willow branch suddenly filled with true yuan, straightening it instantly.

  Heng Qing's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

  Explode with the same strength?

  Is the other party a willow branch? Is he himself a reincarnated gun? However, Zhuge Yuanhong is a super strongman listed in the "Tianbang", the master of the Guiyuan Sect, and a famous warlord known throughout the world. Teng Qingshan also dare not underestimate him.

  "Please instruct me, Master!" Teng Qing Shan said with his hands clasped together, holding the Wheel Return Gun.

  With such a strong opponent to spar with, what joy is there not to be had?

  "Draw your sword." Zhuge Yuanhong stood calmly in his original position.

  "Whoosh!"

  Teng Qing Shan's long spear suddenly moved, transforming into a sharp arrow, carrying a shrill whistling sound, stabbing towards Zhuge Yuan Hong. Teng Qing Shan indeed used one thousand kilograms of force, while also using internal energy to stimulate the vital points, making the long spear even faster.

  "You lose!"

  A flat voice rang out!

  Hong Qingshan was shocked to see the willow branch on his chest, and the tip of the branch was pointing at his own chest.

  "This..." Teng Qing Shan's reaction speed was extremely fast, he clearly remembered the scene just now, he had just drawn his gun, and Zhuge Yuan Hong easily dodged to the side with a slight movement of his body. Zhuge Yuan Hong only took one step forward to close the distance between them, and then it was a thrusting sword. A simple thrust, too fast for Teng Qing Shan to dodge!

  In fact, if Teng Qing Shan bursts out with 210,000 strength, the instantaneous speed of that burst, combined with "Tian Ya Xing", can also dodge it.

  However, the two of them were using a force of 10,000 catties!

  "Master, how did you easily dodge my gun? You only used a burst of innate true yuan with a force of 10,000 jin?" Teng Qing Shan looked at Zhuge Yuan Hong.

  "You suspect me and still call me Master?" Zhuge Yuanhong asked back.

  "Just that one move! The previous move was actually silent and swift, with a speed that reached the extreme. If it were just speed, I could suspect that Master used more innate true yuan. But being completely silent and without even a hint of wind sound, this point alone is enough to make me acknowledge you as my master!" Teng Qing Shan was truly convinced.

  Perhaps, by unleashing all his strength, he could kill a congenital 'Void Core' expert.

  But his own spear technique must have been accompanied by an explosive sound.

  And Zhuge Yuanhong's swift strike with the willow branch, which should have produced a sonic boom and generated strong winds. But... in reality, it was silent!

  It's terrible!

  Because there is an air burst sound, it means that the air has become a resistance, which will produce an air burst. With such strong resistance, the speed of the gun will be restricted.

  If there were no air resistance, it would be much faster.

  Silent and unnoticeable......it just proved that air didn't become a resistance!

  "Haha……" Zhuge Yuanhong smiled, "This move, silent and stealthy, seems simple. In fact... it's something I just recently grasped." Being praised at his proudest moment, Zhuge Yuanhong was delighted. At least, Teng Qingshan had a good eye for things. This unassuming 'silent and stealthy' move was actually the most formidable one.

  "You want to learn this move, you must first reach the Innate Realm. Only after reaching the Innate Realm can you make gradual progress, step by step." Zhuge Yuanhong said.

  Heng Qing Shan also felt it... The gap between the strong and weak among those with innate abilities was quite large!

  Although I am already very high in terms of boundaries, according to Zhuge Yuanhong's meaning... some boundaries can only be gradually understood after reaching the pre-heavenly stage. If you haven't reached the pre-heavenly stage, you simply cannot understand.

  "I'll choose a good day to formally accept you as my disciple!" A smile appeared on Zhuge Yuanhong's face, "Qingshan, you are the most outstanding one among my six disciples! Originally, I was thinking of using that Hei Huo Ling fruit to help you out and let you enter the Xiantian stage. But it seems like you'll have to rely on your own efforts now!"

  "Yes, Master." Teng Qing Shan replied respectfully.

  The realm of Zhuge Yuanhong is enough to be his own master!

  "Hmm, I formally accept you as my direct disciple from now on, and it's also the time for you to take over as the First Leader!" Zhuge Yuanhong said.

  ……

  The third chapter 'Black Armor Commander' is over! Tomorrow Tomato will take a rest for one day, and the fourth chapter will start the day after tomorrow!

  I want to tell everyone that I, Tomato, don't usually take days off. Generally, after finishing each article, I will rest for a day to prepare well for the next one. It takes about a month to write an article, which means I have an average of one day off per month. Of course, during the process of writing each article, I will maintain two chapters per day, occasionally bursting out! If there's something important in between, I'll definitely make up for it the next day.

  Yes!

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