Leaving a group of people to deal with the corpses on the street, Yang Qingxuan and others followed Du Zhengzheng back to the Prince's Mansion.
Dugu Xin's eyes wandered over him a few times, and he nodded with a smile.
Yang Qingxuan said: "Why don't you see Huang Yu?"
Du Zhengzhen smiled and said: "Junior brother Huang Yu is a true martial idiot, he is still practicing in seclusion, and he will not come out until the last moment."
Lu Jiangpeng snorted, "Pretending."
Yang Qingxuan frowned, and soon regained his composure, with a trace of solemnity in his heart. Martial idiots like this are usually very tricky.
Lonely letter said with a faint smile: "Huang Yu has such a temperament, alas, I can't help it. But Qingxuan seems to only have the cultivation base of the great consummation. This... , is he going to fight by leapfrogging?"
Lu Jiangpeng said: "So what if we fight by leapfrogging? It's not a big deal if you beat the Jade Bone Realm at the Qi Bone Realm."
Dugu Xin laughed, and said: "It's really not a big deal. And as far as I know, Fang Chen has already reached the Jade Bone Realm, and the one who fought was Qingxuan, so the combat power is naturally extraordinary."
Lu Jiangpeng didn't say a word, but he was really worried inside.
Yang Qingxuan said: "Do your best, and dare not claim victory."
Soon, they arrived at the Prince's Mansion.
Yang Qingxuan asked for a secret room called "Healing the Wounds", and asked for a lot of healing pills.
They all generously agreed to various conditions.
Lu Jiangpeng was puzzled, and after everyone left, Fang asked, "Do you really want to retreat?"
Yang Qingxuan nodded and said: "I got an ancient treasure in Daluofang, and I want to study it."
"Ancient treasure?!"
Lu Jiangpeng was taken aback, and after asking the reason, he said: "The ancient treasures are indeed rare, but their powers vary. If they can be auctioned off, the reserve price is only 1,000 low-grade spirit stones. They are probably not very useful. Just study them a little bit." , don't get stuck in it."
"Yes, I know."
Yang Qingxuan responded, and retreated.
The secret room was built near the Prince's Mansion, and it was hundreds of feet long and wide. A faint spiritual energy overflowed from the four walls, and it was actually built with raw spirit stones.
Not only that, but there are also a few small spiritual veins passing below, which are indeed treasures for cultivation.
Yang Qingxuan sighed for a while, then took out the Huangshiyin and pondered it carefully.
The material of the jade seal is neither gold nor stone, and I don't know what it was carved from. Many natural materials and earth treasures have been annihilated in the passage of time, and now they can only be seen from ancient books.
Yang Qingxuan played with it for a while, then poured the zhenqi of Zhiyang into it. He didn't dare to show it too much in Daluofang before, but only poured in a little. Now he has no fear, the true energy is poured in like a river, and the seal suddenly emits dark red The brilliance, like a flame, burned around, and with the fluctuation of spiritual power, the Chihu became alive.
"Good baby!"
Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed, and his intuition made him feel that this thing was extraordinary, and it even increased the infusion of Zhiyang Qi.
The light of Huangshiyin changed from dark red to crimson, and became transparent and bright, as if the seal had disappeared, only a chi tiger was shining brightly.
He was surprised and delighted, all the true energy in his body was poured in, but it seemed like a bunch of oceans, far from enough to fill it up.
Yang Qingxuan's heart moved, and he took out the string of hanging beads left by Tianhe Shuisi, wrapped them in real yuan, and hung them above his head.
Immediately, the vast power of Zhiyang spread out in all directions like a raging torrent.
Yang Qingxuan originally just wanted to replenish his physical strength, but unexpectedly, the tiny Chihu's eyes flashed suddenly, and two rays of light shot out, and the radiant yang energy that filled the sky surged down, and was sucked in by the Chihu's invisible mouth .
"this… "
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. This scene was completely beyond his comprehension. The treasure absorbed the spiritual energy by itself
The red color on the bead was getting weaker and weaker, and Yang Qingxuan was in pain. The essence of Tianhe water was an excellent resource for him to practice Liuyang Palm, and it was about to be empty.
…
While Yang Qingxuan was retreating, Du Zhengzhen and Tan Tao entered another secret room.
Duzheng said, "What's the matter?"
Tan Tao clasped his fists and said respectfully, "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my mission."
Duzheng said happily: "Haha, okay, I did see you right, show me the demonstration."
Tan Tao said: "Yang Qingxuan's physical skills are cultivated in the Qi-shaking state of great perfection, and his true energy is cultivated in the late stage of Lingwu. The martial soul is a purple-grade talent, and it is the sword martial soul."
"Purple!"
"Sword Martial Soul!"
Du Zhengzhen's face changed suddenly, and he said in surprise: "With such a powerful talent, why do you need to practice physical skills, and the realm of physical skills is even higher."
Tan Tao said: "I don't know, I will show Yang Qingxuan's martial spirit to the prince right now."
After finishing speaking, he straightened up and stood awe-inspiringly, with a strange soul light radiating from his body, slowly condensing into a sword in his hand.
The body of the sword is as smooth as flowing clouds, and the bloody clothes are shining coldly on it, and there are eight small characters engraved on it-the thousand years of wind and cloud make a smile, and it is exactly the same as Yang Qingxuan's demon-slaying sword!
Du Zhengzhen looked at the sword carefully, and praised: "What a fierce sword energy, this martial spirit is very strong!"
However, Tan Tao's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly shouted: "It's strange! This sword doesn't seem to be all."
Duzheng frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
Tan Tao said: "The subordinate's martial soul - stacking rules and regulations, can be completely copied as long as you have seen a little bit of the opponent's martial soul. I can feel that this sword is not all!"
The martial spirit on his body was so strong that it surged out of his body, and the "Demon Slayer Sword" in his hand trembled hummingly.
Then, with him as the center, several swords suddenly appeared on the ground, all gleaming with cold light, piercing sharply into the ground.
Duzheng said in shock: "Seven swords? This kid's martial soul is not only the sword martial soul with the strongest attack, but also has seven swords at once?!"
Tan Tao's face changed greatly, and he said in shock: "No, not enough, not right, seven handles are not enough!"
The soul light on his body was released again, as if he had tried his best, beads of sweat burst out on his forehead.
The swords on the ground buzzed and trembled, and several more emerged.
"this… "
They were really stunned, and said in amazement: "What's going on? A person's martial soul can only have two swords and three swords at most. What's the matter with these fifteen swords?"
Tan Tao's face was pale at the moment, and he tremblingly said: "No, no, not enough, not enough!"
From the transparent soul light on his body, sword glows began to shoot out one after another, and the entire martial soul-heavy gauge was cut open by the sword energy, and large cracks appeared like a spider web!
"I can't take it anymore!"
"Boom!"
Tan Tao only felt a violent tremor coming from his soul, his whole soul seemed to explode, the soul light all over his body was instantly shattered, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell backwards.
With a "bang", Tan Tao fell on his back to the ground, bleeding from his head, and his breath fell to the extreme in an instant.
The simulated swords around him also disappeared, and the secret room became silent, and everyone was shocked and completely stunned.
(end of this chapter)