The Jade Girl Bing Xin Tongtian Technique, Ye Qingwu's inheritance is peerless, and Yang Yifeng has been teaching Aya for a while.

Aya had been imprisoned for too long because of the exercises, and with the Ice Heart Technique and several double cultivation with Yang Yifeng, she had already been promoted to the peak of the Foundation Building Realm.

Moreover, under the effect of the Ice Heart Technique, the soul, mood and physical body are perfectly matched and go hand in hand.

Yang Yifeng ran the mystery of the Pure Yang Fist Sutra, and soon entered the double xiu of divine soul fusion with Aya.

Ice Heart Jue, Pure Yang Fist, perfect fit, yin and yang flow, under the fusion of the soul and soul, Yang Yifeng and Aya's soul communicated, and with the help of Aya's perspective, he continued to comprehend the mystery of the perfect fusion of origin attribute energy and space energy over and over again.

"Senior brother. ”

Two hours later, the two of them finished their double cultivation, their lips parted, Aya snuggled into Yang Yifeng's arms, and said softly.

"Hmm. ”

"I'll help you ......"

"Huh?"

He originally wanted to refuse, but when his face was full of shyness and his body was sliding, he suddenly withdrew the words that came to his mouth.

Ah Ying said...... It can be ...... like this."

seemed to feel Yang Yifeng's excited but surprised gaze.

Aya said in a low voice, burying her head directly......

Cultivators are powerful.

Waves of frenzy hit.

Half an hour later.

The wind and rain cease, the calm after the storm.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, just like A-Ying's explanation, Aya clearly felt that the pure Yuanyang aura exploded in her dantian.

She had already reached the pinnacle of foundation building, and her soul, state of mind and body had been refined to a perfect fit, and she was completely on par with each other, at this moment, her soul suddenly and clearly touched the barrier that she had never touched.

The aura of mysteries permeated her soul perception.

She opened her eyes in surprise.

"Senior Brother......

"Ah Ying taught you?"

"Hmm...... Do you like it?"

"Huh...... What do you say?" Yang Yifeng doted on Aya into his arms: "How do you feel?"

"Senior brother, it seems that I can attack Jindan at any time......"

"Don't worry, it's a matter of course. ”

Yang Yifeng gently kissed Aya's eyebrows, picked her up and disappeared into the cave stone room for a moment, and when she reappeared, she had already reached the sky above the hot spring, and with a bang, she broke the water directly.

"You wash. Senior brother, I'm starting to practice swords!"

Yang Yifeng, who was refreshed, jumped up, put on his clothes, and began to practice swords again.

Kendo is the sharpest attack.

Sword cultivation is the only way to challenge the next level.

Once he integrated his various Dao rules into the Dao of the Swords, Yang Yifeng believed that with his anti-heaven combat power of breaking the Nine Prohibitions and surpassing the Sixteen Prohibitions in the Zhuji Territory, he who had already been promoted to Jindan, even if he encountered the early stage of the human immortals like the Heavenly Trench, he might have the strength to fight.

The pressure is there!

But more than that, it's exciting and looking forward to it!

Avoid?

As a last resort, he had no reason to avoid it.

On the contrary, he is lonely as snow, burning in his bones, and is very eager for a vigorous and life-and-death battle.

Sneer......

The Dao Dao Xuanao sword continued to bloom from the Taiyuan Sword.

The sword spirit, which had been in silence, had a slight fluctuation for the first time.

The sword spirit that inherited the natal magic sword, although according to the last wish of the previous master, became the inheritance obtained by Yang Yifeng, and also recognized the master and became Yang Yifeng's inheritance magic sword, but it was impossible to recognize the master of a low-level realm like Yang Yifeng in the short term.

What's more, Yang Yifeng simply ignores it?

From getting it to the present, there is no intention to communicate with it, not to mention, after ordinary people know the existence of their sword spirit, they try their best to keep the sword in their hands, always communicate and temper with the spirit, please themselves, and gradually get the help of self-recognition, so as to exert the strongest power of the sword.

Sword Spirit is proud!

In addition to cultivating it to derive spiritual wisdom and become the master of the sword spirit, it is all a high-ranking existence to pass it on, and the new master has to kneel and add it, and constantly use the essence and blood of the divine soul to provide for it.

Yang Yifeng is good, he doesn't bird it at all, he just uses it as an ordinary sword.

But today, feeling the various rules that Yang Yifeng poured into the simplified body, the sword spirit couldn't control himself and released a little bit of his own breath.

Suddenly

The power of each of Yang Yifeng's swords was a little more powerful, and the power was even more powerful.

"Go back!"

Just when the sword spirit felt that Yang Yifeng should be surprised, he should use the divine soul to communicate and kneel to add it, and use the power of the divine soul and essence blood to please it, suddenly Yang Yifeng's cold voice, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, directly startled the sword spirit.

"Humph!"

The sword spirit snorted coldly, angry, the little kid who just broke through to the Jindan realm, is really his own master?

Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent erupted, wanting to make Yang Yifeng, who was practicing swords, out of control, in order to teach this kid who didn't know the height of the sky.

"Look for death!"

Rumble!

The terrifying Nirvana flame was instantly poured into the Taiyuan Sword, and it burned fiercely.

Yang Yifeng's Nirvana Fire at this moment was not a simple Nirvana Fire, but based on Nirvana Fire, devouring the existence that fused with Ice Flame, Lava Fire, Earthcore Fire, and several flames.

"A low-level sword spirit derived from a broken sword, this immortal king got you, you don't surrender, and you dare to pretend to be a big head in front of Lao Tzu? Kneel down and call grandpa!"

"Ahh......h Boy, are you forcing me to go against my master's will?"

"Then you break a try?"

The runes fused with the Taiyuan Sword suddenly bloomed with brilliant light, turning into shackles and directly imprisoning the sword spirit: "You have to figure it out, you are just a little sword spirit! I am the master of the sword!"

"Ah......h

The screams resounded in the world where the Taiyuan Sword was self-contained, and the sword spirit was shocked to find that the low-level ants of Yang Yifeng's realm actually jumped over its sword spirit and truly controlled the Taiyuan Sword.

"Grandpa, I'm on my knees!Grandpa, stop, I'm going to die......"

"You are a soft bone, you are not worthy of being my sword spirit, return to nothingness, re-condense!

Controlled by the divine soul, the Taiyuan Sword suddenly erupted with a sword path mystery far beyond Yang Yifeng's realm, incomparable, rolling killing thoughts, turning the Taiyuan Sword into Shura Hell, and the consciousness of the sword spirit was directly annihilated by a sword!

All memories vanished into pure psychic power.

Usually the first generation of masters who have cultivated the spirit of the machine is the real master, and those who have obtained the inheritance are usually the weak, and the pride of the spirit is not until the strength of the person who has obtained the inheritance surpasses the previous master, and it is possible to truly surrender and recognize the master.

This is not what Yang Yifeng wants.

Natal magic weapons, especially machine spirits, either directly crush and surrender, or completely destroy them and re-cultivate their own machine spirits, or it is inconvenient to annihilate the memories of their previous masters, so that machine spirits can start from a blank sheet of paper again.

Yang Yifeng chose the second type.

He wasn't just a swordman.

But I don't have that kung fu to see it every day, just like raising a child, nourishing it with the essence and blood of the soul, and slowly giving birth to the sword spirit.

Wiped out its memories, leaving behind the sword spirit's energy body.

From a blank piece of paper, cultivate into a sword spirit that fits himself, completely surrenders to himself, and communicates with his own heart.

Snort!

This was just an internal exchange between Yang Yifeng and Taiyuan Sword, and Yang Yifeng didn't even stop at all, making sword movements again and again.

After Aya washed away her flood of shameful things, she dressed neatly, stood on the top of the mountain like a hibiscus out of the water, and watched Yang Yifeng from afar, whose sword was like a dragon.

She couldn't understand it, but she was immersed in the mysterious aura of Yang Yifeng's sword path and all kinds of rules, slowly closed her beautiful eyes full of worship, felt all kinds of rules, and quietly entered the cultivation, refining the majestic vitality and pure yang energy that devoured Yang Yifeng's essence......

Once, the legend of immortality in the eyes of secular people has become more and more enlightened after being moisturized.

The day passed quickly.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Yifeng stopped practicing his sword and once again double/cultivated with Aya, which was the most suitable for his cultivation of the Jade Maiden Ice Heart Tongtian Technique, which Yang Yifeng had realized in one day and completely consolidated it at the same time, he had made new progress in the integration of his own five elements origin energy and space energy.

But this time, before they had time to enjoy Aya's intimate charm, Leng Baobao and Xu Ruyun came with the sword.

Xu Ruyun's eyes lit up slightly when he saw Aya's appearance and sensed Aya's breath, it was only a few hours, how could there be such an amazing change?

Leng Yue also stared at Aya curiously, and even sniffed Aya with her nose, which made Aya's face flush and she didn't know what to do.

"Leng Bao, Ruyun, bring A-Ying over tomorrow!"

"Yes, master. ”

Xu Ruyun and Leng Yue responded at the same time. It's just that Leng Yue secretly made a grimace to Yang Yifeng that didn't fit her cold and moon-like temperament image at all.

After Leng Yue took the two of them away in the air, Yang Yifeng slowly sat down cross-legged, thought about it, and took out the phone.

first dialed Chu Yanran.

"Husband......"

As soon as it was connected, Chu Yanran's slightly coquettish voice came from the phone, with a little grievance.

The simple two words made Yang Yifeng show a warm smile on his face: "Yanran, in a few days, I will leave the Novice Village!" By the way, my name is Yang Yifeng, and if I leave the Novice Village, I can contact in the Zhenwu Continent, right?"

"Well, husband, come on! If you ...... If you're going to hide for a while, can you take me with you?"

"Hide, hide what?"

"The matter of the imperial capital...... I got ......."

"Well, don't worry, your husband and I don't have the habit of hiding! ”

Yang Yifeng said with the phone, standing on the top of the mountain, his eyes were staring at the vast void.

(End of chapter)