"It turns out to be Uncle Yin!"
Zong Shou breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his sleeves, and made the magic talisman fly out. It immediately turned into a ball of flames and spread out in all directions.
In just a moment, all the dead leaves on the ground were burned away. There is also a part of the pine tree where flames are beating and burning.
This move was not to cover up traces, but to expel the death energy caused by his martial arts thoughts.
If it is not burned out by the fire of the Sun, all vegetation and living creatures within a hundred feet radius of this place will die within three days.
His method of death by the Styx River was five. In his previous life, he had achieved great success, which made the disciples of various sects in the Yun Realm find trouble.
Later, because he knew that the killing was too much, after the sword came out, there was death but no life, and he was completely sealed and forgotten by himself. He chose another sword path that integrates hundreds of schools, which is even more difficult.
But just now, he used it without realizing it.
This kind of swordsmanship turns into the sword of the underworld with the help of the death energy between heaven and earth. There is no solution to harming life and vitality, just like the god of death, which is close to the evil path.
If possible, Zong Shou would rather not use this sword technique before others know about it.
Fortunately, the person watching just now was Yin Yang. He is not afraid of being imitated by others, but this swordsmanship is extremely dangerous even if he is just a spectator. Only Yin Yang, under the restrictions and restrictions, could not be moved by his sword intention even if he practiced hard for ten years and had a strong mind.
After dealing with the dead leaves and trees, Yin Yang finally came to his senses, but looked at Zong Shou steadily.
"Controlling the sword with thoughts, has the prince really reached the state of leaving the body? The sword energy is transparent, and it is comparable to innateness. And this sword skill, I finally know it today. Why did Zhao Yanran ask the prince if he knew the sword? I mean. As expected, he is a psychic in the art of swordsmanship."
"Uncle Yin! My body chakra only has seven meridians open now, which is far from the level of sword intention. I am still just sword charm. At most, it is better than ordinary people!"
Seeing that Yin Yang's expression did not change, Zong Shou immediately smiled helplessly and did not bother to explain: "I have indeed confirmed this state of leaving the body! Could it be that Chuxue still hasn't told you about it in this ordinary day?"
"In fact, I have said that the prince once killed an innate with his soul. But Yin Yang couldn't believe it. Yin Yang nodded, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes: "Even if I saw it in person today, I still wouldn't believe it. I thought I was dreaming. The prince's sword skills are truly unheard of and unseen. Just now, Yin Yang even felt that he was about to die, so he knew that if he were on the edge of this sword, he would definitely die! It's a pity. If your Majesty were still here, I don't know how happy I would be right now! "
Seeing Yin Yang's sad expression, Zong Shou didn't know what to say. He wonders if his father is still alive, whether he will be regarded as a monster that takes over his son's body and destroyed, or two questions. Whether he will be happy or not, I don’t know.
His eyes glanced around, and then he saw around him. In addition to the dead leaves and pine trees he burned with talismans, there were also many fire marks. His heart couldn't help but move slightly: "Uncle Yin is trying to understand the power of the sword?"
When Yin Yang heard this, he finally stopped being immersed in remembrance. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Exactly!" He raised his sword and slashed in the air. Within thirty feet, the fire immediately surged forward with overwhelming force.
Zong Shou also felt a sudden heat around him, but he didn't react and looked at the shadow of Yin Yang's sword.
One by one, the invasion is like fire, and it is indeed full of charm.
"My body has the nature of fire, and I practice the ancient secrets of burning the sky and the flame sword. Therefore, my martial arts thoughts are also like flames! After three months, I also had the prince demonstrate the Sun Ming Fierce Fist and teach martial arts. Mysterious meaning. In the past, the sword has reached its peak. It’s just one by one."
Speaking of this, Yin Yang swung his sword again. The sweeping flames rolled out again.
However, this time the flame power has actually decreased. The sharp sword shadow no longer had the eye-catching effect it had before.
Yin Yang gave a wry smile: "I am ready to keep up my efforts and understand the power of this sword art, but I have been unable to understand it and have no clue. In the past, my master said that my talent was amazing and I would become a leader in the art of swords in the future. Your Majesty also said that Yin After the sun rises, I will definitely be able to enter the realm of heaven. As you can see today, I, Yin Yang, am just a mediocre person. But the sect guard took a breath of cold air when he heard it. How long has it been since Yin Yang became an eight-meridian martial artist? At this stage, In fact, we have just reached the threshold of understanding martial arts ideas.
No wonder he said in that teahouse before that as long as he had a while, he would not be afraid of Ren Qianchou. He was indeed confident.
No wonder Zong Weiran did not entrust his son to those innate masters or other close associates, but instead entrusted him to Yin Yang. Not only because of this person's spiritual body, but also because of his unparalleled martial arts talent.
After staying in Danling Mountain for five or six years, once Yin Yang can break through his own restrictions with his own strength, he will surely soar into the sky!
At that time, even though he was still inexperienced in martial arts, Yin Yang could protect him by himself.
I knew beforehand that Yin Yang's advance would be extremely fast, and he might even surpass himself, but he didn't expect that it would be so fast.
Looking Yin Yang up and down with strange eyes, Zong Shou pondered for a moment, then casually swung the Thunder Tooth Sword to the side.
"Human nature is unpredictable. In fact, the power of fire is also somewhat similar. It can gather and disperse. If it disperses, it can spread thousands of miles. If you marry, you can refine gold and iron! Uncle Yin, you have already met, I will not repeat it. I will just point out some of your shortcomings. Also, although the power of martial arts is also within the scope of martial arts ideas, it is somewhat different from other rhymes, meanings, souls, souls, and gods."
The sword shadow circled around, and the surrounding fireworks immediately swept over and gathered at the tip of Zong Shou's sword.
Then, like tongues of fire pulsing, it suddenly traveled through a space of more than ten feet until it reached Yin Yang's eyes.
When Yin Yang was shocked, the tip of the Thunder Tooth Sword was only one foot away from the center of his eyebrows.
The tip of the sword was shining with white light, and the moxibustion heat was extremely hot.
What was even more shocking was that at this moment, Zong Shou's whole body seemed to have been integrated into the fire.
Carrying monstrous flames, it spread towards him, intending to burn him completely.
A sudden realization arose in his heart, this is the power of the sword of fire. Zong Shou actually used the level of sword rhyme forcefully to achieve the effect of "power".
"Uncle Yin, do you understand? You are only using your sword to control fire, but you cannot use the power of the fire. In fact, everything in the world can be controlled by the power. Every plant and tree can enter the power. The weather changes, and even your own identity and even power can be displayed in the power. In. People who have practiced to the extreme can even compete with masters who have mastered martial arts and divine knowledge!"
Yin Yang was thinking about it carefully, but when he heard the last sentence, he obviously didn't believe it.
Martial arts connects to the gods, Na Jing is a strong person above the immortal martial arts, how can he possibly be able to compete with this power
Zong Shou smiled and stopped explaining.
At this moment, he could not say that in later generations, he had heard of an emperor who controlled the Thirty-six Small Thousand Worlds and used his country's billions of creatures and tens of millions of troops to conquer the country. Kill a Lingwu Lord who has reached the threshold of immortal martial arts with one sword!
At that time, the Yun Realm had already communicated with all realms, so being able to know the secrets of other realms was far less secluded than it was at this time.
Yin Yang still closed his eyes and meditated, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your guidance. Although Yin Yang can't understand it yet, he already knows where the road is. Just walk over to it."
Zong Shou nodded slightly. He didn't expect that his sword would make Yin Yang understand immediately. In the end, you need to accumulate and comprehend before you can truly make it your own.
But since I have helped you today, it would be better to send the Buddha to the West. Yin Yang has fully understood the rhyme of the sword and has some understanding of the situation. If he could observe the sword intention of the same nature, he would definitely be able to go one step further.
With the Thunder Tooth Sword in his hand, the fire changed again. From the previous pale white, it turned into blazing white. It seemed that even the blade of the sword began to burn. Yin Yang's expression changed, and he concentrated on it and looked carefully. But at this moment, Chuxue's voice suddenly came to his ears: "Young Master, Uncle Yin, someone is coming in front! It seems to be the first one from the City Lord's Mansion."
Zong Shou was slightly startled and looked over. I saw Chuxue running towards me, but her body was covered with bird feathers. Even the hair and face are stained with mortal roots.
He couldn't help but chuckle, saying that it was because of him that Chuxue looked like this.
The so-called bird catching means catching seventy-two birds of various kinds every day and placing them within a twenty-foot area, so that no one can escape. At Chuxue's speed, it seems simple, but in fact it is extremely complicated and difficult. And adding four more every day is a great way to train your fighting instincts. Each of these birds has magical powers to help them escape and fly, and they can also help Chuxue master the means of dealing with spiritual powers.
Yin Yang wanted to kill people, but he was interrupted just as he had some understanding. He couldn't help but glared at him fiercely. Chu Xue also paused, subconsciously feeling that something was not good about the situation. She felt that Yin Yang's eyes were suddenly extremely fierce. Zong Shou It's also half-smiling, with no good intentions.
"Want to be lazy again? Even if someone comes from the City Lord's Mansion, just ask the servants to report. What are you doing here? Those sparrows have all flown away now?"
The courtyard arranged for them by Yunsheng City is quite large. There were also four or five servants, but they usually stayed in the front yard and did not appear. They seemed not to want to have anything to do with them.
Seeing that Chu Xue didn't even blush, she just looked around sheepishly, looked up at the sky, and scratched her face with her nails. Zong Shou immediately smiled and walked forward.
The person who came was a congenital martial artist, nearly sixty years old, with a strong body. He didn't enter the living room either, just waiting at the door. When Zong Shou arrived, he bowed respectfully and asked the attendants next to him to serve a wooden plate.
"I heard that the prince has ordered some things at the armor shop in Yun Sheng City. I, on the order of the city lord, have taken them out and delivered them one by one on behalf of the prince."
Zong Shou glanced at the wooden plate. It was the exoskeleton parts he had customized, as well as fifty cloud-patterned talisman blades carefully crafted by the spirit blacksmith.
His eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly, and the next moment, he heard this person say in a calm tone: "We have made our own decisions, so please don't be surprised, Your Majesty. In addition, my city lord also told the Crown Prince. The scenery of our Yunsheng City is superb. It has always been peaceful and uneventful, and it is an excellent place to visit and enjoy the scenery. If the prince likes it, you might as well stay here longer!"
After saying that, he bowed again and left with the mortals behind him.