"The name of the gun..." Teng Qing Shan looked at this divine weapon, and then at his father and grandfather who had been working tirelessly for eighteen hours to forge it. Teng Qing Shan suddenly felt a pang of emotion. In his past life, he was lonely, but in this life, he had loving parents, a lovely younger sister, and many kind-hearted clansmen.

  This life and the previous one seem like a cycle, this life makes up for the regrets of the past.

  "This rifle shall be called Reincarnation." Teng Qing Shan said.

  "Reincarnation?" Teng Yongfan and Teng Yunlong exchanged a glance, they themselves thought of many names, such as Cold Iron Spear, Purple Vein Spear, Cold Star Spear and so on, but never thought of the name "Reincarnation". After a moments deliberation, Grandfather Teng Yunlong burst out laughing: "Reincarnation, reincarnation, hellish reincarnation! This divine spear will make the enemy fall into the nightmare of the eighteen layers of hell as soon as it comes out. What a great name, so atmospheric! Yongfan, this kid Qing Shan is much more formidable than you, even at naming!"

  "If hes not better than me, his old man, then that would be a case of one generation being worse than the last!" Teng Yongfan also burst out laughing.

  Teng Qing Shan simply sighed about the past and present, lamenting the unpredictability of fate, and decided on the name Reincarnation for his gun. Who would have thought that his grandpa and dad would think so much into it?

  "Green Mountain, try it out and see how this gun is." Teng Yunlong urged.

  Heng Yongfans eyes also lit up, and he painstakingly crafted the divine gun. If his son could use it well, then as a father, he would have no regrets at all.

  Feeling the chill of the guns stock, Teng Qing Shans right hand shook, and he grasped the end of the long spears handle. The 108-catty long spear was held straight across his body: "Father, Grandfather, please step back a few steps." As he spoke, Teng Qing Shan also felt the power of the revolving spear itself!

  Because of the different materials of guns, the difficulty of hearing is also different for different guns.

  Like this revolving gun, it weighs as much as 108 catties, with a dense and heavy stock, making it even more difficult to control.

  Teng Qing Shan quickly reached the state of unity with his gun, and after holding it for a moment, he completely grasped the power of this reincarnation gun.

  "Ah!"

  Teng Qing Shan suddenly yanked the long spear with his left hand, and shook it with his right. In an instant, the entire spear transformed into a series of circular illusions, as if a net had enveloped Teng Qing Shan. Then, with a sudden stop, the dancing spearhead still trembled. Immediately after, his right hand exerted force, and the spearhead thrust forward three times in rapid succession.

  Pffft! Pffft! Pffft!

  So fast that it produces sonic booms.

  In the previous life, there was a saying about gun techniques: "Stick fears nodding, gun fears circularity." Generally, when a master of gun techniques performs, the gun head will dance and make it impossible for people to guess its trajectory, able to kill with one move. However, after reaching the state of man-gun unity, what is pursued is stability! What is pursued is precision down to every detail!

  When you look at a mountain, it is just a mountain. When you look at water, it is just water. When you no longer see the mountain as a mountain and the water as water, then the mountain is still a mountain and the water is still water! These three stages also apply to marksmanship.

  Guns fear rounds! Thats what ordinary gun practitioners pursue.

  A true master requires absolute control. I want to pierce through a tofu that is half the thickness, absolutely not piercing more than that. I want to kill the fly on the glass, absolutely without damaging the glass.

  Thats exactly right!

  Hong Qing Shan wielded his long spear with a speed as swift as lightning, and could suddenly change its trajectory in the last moment. He could stab wherever he wanted, combining reality and illusion, this was truly the mark of a master spearman, making it impossible for others to defend against him.

  "Poison Dragon Drill!"

  Teng Qing Shans momentum surged, his right hand grasping the center of the gunstock, as he poured internal energy into the long gun. At the same time, a spiraling force shot out from within. Like an electric drill rapidly drilling through a wall, the entire long gun suddenly sprang to life, transforming in an instant into a flash of lightning. The surrounding air was disrupted, causing the shadow of the gun to become blurry.

  In the instant when the long spear was thrusting—

  "Boom!"

  A deafening explosion suddenly occurred, like a spring thunderclap on the ground, scaring Tong Yongfan and Teng Yunlong so much that they jumped up. The whole Tengjiazhuang village was in an uproar at once, with many tribesmen shouting "The furnace has exploded!", rushing towards the military equipment shop one after another.

  The long spear flew out of his hand in an instant. He grabbed the tail end of the long spear and took two steps back before he finally grasped it firmly.

  Du Long Zuans move is extremely powerful, with a strong drilling force. At the same time, there is also a brief moment of losing control, but with Tan Qing Shans marksmanship, he can instantly pull the gun and turn defense into offense.

  "Good boy!" Teng Yunlong shouted, "What kind of move is this? Its going to blow away a whole hill!"

  "Haha, Qing Shan, listen outside, our people are all coming." Teng Yongfan also burst out laughing.

  Heng Qing Shan heard someone outside shouting "Explode the furnace!" and couldnt help but laugh and cry at the same time. At the same time, he was extremely excited in his heart: "This reincarnation gun is indeed extraordinary, it can withstand my more than 100,000 jin of strength and internal energy fully bursting out, and this is far from the limit of the reincarnation gun."

  In the past when using the iron spear, Teng Qing Shan could feel the internal material of the iron spear trembling, as if the wood was being compressed to its limits and was about to shatter.

  Teng Qing Shan always had to use his inner energy, trying his best to assist the iron spear, fearing that it would shatter and be unable to exert its full power.

  "This power is fully exerted, the poisonous dragon drill this move, the power is indeed big enough. If I were to fight that crocodile dragon, with this wheel return gun, I estimate that even if the crocodile dragon wins, it wouldnt be so easy." Teng Qing Shan still remembered that day when he used his iron spear to perform poisonous dragon drill and only managed to pierce through the surface of the crocodile dragons scales.

  Even internal muscles cannot be pierced.

  If I use the Wheel of Reincarnation, I should be able to pierce deeper. But to kill the Jiaolong, a monster like that, Teng Qing Shan still didnt have any confidence. After all...the Jiaolongs power, defense, and even the black fog it spat out made Teng Qing Shan feel apprehensive.

  "Come on, lets go out and also tell the folks that this is not a blast furnace." Teng Yunlong laughed and walked towards the gate.

  Teng Qing Shan and Teng Yong Fan were left speechless, with no choice but to walk out together.

  ******

  For a true warrior, a divine weapon is like ones own brother or limb. Since obtaining the Wheel of Rebirth Gun, Teng Qing Shan has been pondering how to use it every day. However, each time he practices with the gun, Teng Qing Shan only uses a tenth of his strength, fearing that too much noise would startle the people in the clan.

  Half a month later, inside the woods west of Teng Family Village.

  Teng Qinghu found Teng Qingshan who was practicing his marksmanship.

  "Green Mountain, my dad and the people from the Li Village have discussed it, the day of the wedding is set on March 6th!" Teng Qinghu excitedly said beside Teng Qingshan, "Haha, theres less than a month left, Green Mountain. At that time, youll have to come with me. Youve always wanted to see what your sister-in-law looks like, right? Then youll find out."

  "Look at your smug face." Teng Qing Shan burst out laughing.

  "Heh heh, Ive made up my mind, this lifetime Ill marry only her." Teng Qinghu said with a pleased smile.

  "Look at that silly look on your face." Teng Qing Shan understood very well that a persons first love usually has a great impact, like Teng Qing Hus first crush on a certain woman, now he is about to get married for the first time and is shouting loudly, vowing to marry only this one. Teng Qing Shan could fully imagine Teng Qing Hus mindset.

  "Qingshan, you are my best brother. On March 6th, you must go with me to welcome the bride." Teng Qinghu said continuously.

  "Dont worry, Ill definitely go. By the way, wont many people from our clan be going at that time?" Teng Qing Shan asked.

  "Hmm, my dad, my grandfather and some of our clansmen, at least several dozen people," said Teng Qinghu.

  The villagers of Hengjiazhuang lived a peaceful life, and the days passed one by one. Before long, it was already March 6th.

  On the sixth day of March, according to folklore, it is one of the best days in the past two or three months for weddings and other important events. On this morning of March 6th, the sun was high up, and the gate of Tengjiazhuang Village was decorated with big red silk cloth and big red flowers, creating a joyful atmosphere.

  The gate of Hengs house is open, and many people are busy sending off the wedding procession.

  Most people in the welcoming team walked on two legs, only the clan leader Fu Yunlong and the groom Guan Qingtiger rode a yellow-maned horse each. The yellow-maned horse is a local horse in Yangzhou, and one only needs tens of taels of silver, which is relatively cheap. However, ordinary civilians generally do not use horses.

  Plowing is done with oxen.

  To enter the city, its enough to rely on two legs. Many villages dont have a single horse, and Teng Family Village having two horses is already quite good.

  "Haha, Qingtiger, stand up straight! Today is March 6th, your big happy day. You must let the people of Dali Village see what kind of man our Tengjiazhuang has." Teng Yunlong was extremely happy today, because this Teng Qingtiger was his own grandson. A grandson getting married, a grandfather would naturally be delighted.

  "Be careful, Qinghu, dont get your new husbands clothes dirty." The people around them joked.

  Hong Qinghu just smiled.

  "Alright, lets go!" Tian Yunlong gave the order.

  The welcoming team immediately moved towards the Dali Village, and Teng Qing Shan was one of them. Of course, he had to walk on his two legs. After all, there were only two horses in the village.

  "At this speed, well arrive at Dali Village just before noon. We can have some light refreshments like tangyuan over there and hurry back in time for the banquet." Teng Qing Shan had seen many people get married over the years, and as the number one good man of his clan, he had accompanied the groom to welcome the bride more than once or twice, so he was very familiar with the process.

  A gentle breeze blows, the sun shines brightly, and the wedding procession laughs all the way as they head towards Dali Village.