The person he has to deal with is a strong soul.

Chen Chaoge's slut's backer was Prince Shenwu Lin Baichuan, and his strength had surpassed that of ordinary Yunling Stage.

If you want to fight him, in addition to the Silver King Armor, Lin Yang's also needs a royal weapon that can be used with the Silver King Armor.

Ever since Lin Yang left Izumo County, this weapon had already appeared in his mind.

Now, Lin Yang has all the materials for refining this royal vessel.

His Sumeru Ring contained a large number of Fire Separation Yuan Crystals, supplemented by two fourth-order spiritual materials, [Red Refined Sand] and [Vermilion Cloud Crystal], and the sufficient amount gave him enough practice and a chance to fail.

The plan for refining the Vessel of the Royal Dao was already very clear in Lin Yang's mind, and the only difficulty was a new step in the process of refining the Vessel of the Royal Dao - the inscription vein.

That is the key to the royal weapon being able to exert a power far beyond the spirit weapon, that is, Lin Yang, if he wants to successfully master this technique, he is afraid that he will have to go through thousands of exercises.

Fortunately, there is still plenty of time and materials.

Just do it.

After Lin Yang clarified his purpose, he no longer had a trace of delay, and quickly immersed himself in cultivation.

......

It was also within this month that the entire Huiri City began to stir up all kinds of clouds because of the opening of the prefecture-level auction.

Outside the royal capital, the powerful giants from all over the country of the Sunset Kingdom began to march towards Huiri City.

The top giants in Huiri City have already focused their attention on the Haitian Pavilion.

This strange building connected to the sky and the sea will become the center of the entire Sunset Kingdom in a month's time.

......

Soon, half a month passed.

Lin Yang didn't even take a step out of his refining room.

Xu Yao would wait quietly at the door of the refining room three times a day, morning and evening, for a period of time, so as not to give Lin Yang any orders.

But in the past half month, in addition to hearing the sound of jingle forging in the refining room, Huo'er complained extremely reluctantly.

Other than that, there was silence in the refining room, as if Lin Yang and Huo'er were sleeping inside.

Xu Yao knew that that Lin Gongzi was fighting and working hard for himself and the future of the Wen family in a way she couldn't imagine.

Twenty days passed......

Zhao Wenchang was a little curious.

He often came over to Xu Yao to inquire about the news, but every time he could only shake his head in disappointment and leave.

These days, countless wealthy families have poured into Huiri City, and it is only ten days before the start of the prefecture-level auction.

Haitian Pavilion Lu Qingfeng had already sent people over several times to ask Lin Yang if there were any other treasures besides the Huo Yuan Crystal Tree that they planned to participate in the auction, so they could prepare in advance and start publicizing.

But everyone's curiosity and visits were all mud cows, and Lin Yang had no intention of getting out of the customs at all.

Until the twenty-fifth day.

Early in the morning, the sky was slightly cool.

Xu Yao yawned slightly and pushed open the door, and her somewhat worried eyes suddenly saw a familiar figure in the courtyard.

"Lin Gongzi!"

She was pleasantly surprised, but heard a serious voice overhead.

"Shhhh ”

Fire?

Xu Yao had never seen such a serious look on Huo'er's body.

I haven't seen him for more than 20 days, Xiao Bi Fang's eyes reveal a thick tiredness, and even the red feathers on his body have dimmed a lot, but at this moment, Huo'er is forcibly holding a pair of eyelids and staring at Lin Yang's figure.

It gritted its teeth and said: "Damn Lin Xiaoyi, I haven't slept for more than 20 days with this king, and I am about to squeeze out the spiritual fire in this king's body, grandma's if the broken sword is not powerful this time, see if this king doesn't fucking burn his ass!"

Xu Yao forcibly understood this extremely informative sentence.

For more than 20 days, Lin Yang and Huo'er did not rest.

In order to refine a broken sword......

Broken swords?

Only then did Xu Yao notice that Lin Yang had been carrying a hand behind his back, and behind him, there was indeed a dark red long sword that flickered slightly in the morning light.

Xu Yao couldn't really see it, and at this moment, Lin Yang was surrounded by a mysterious aura, which made her dare not approach.

Although she didn't know martial arts, she could also feel that Lin Yang was at a very critical moment at the moment, twenty-five days of sleeplessness, and the fruits of all the hard work and sweat would explode at this moment.

Lin Yang stood quietly.

Huo'er is not exaggerating at all.

For twenty-five days, Lin Yang did not rest for a minute.

He was either refining weapons or cultivating the Hundred Veins Sealing God Decision, and the whole person was like a high-speed machine, running wildly for a full six hundred hours.

Finally, his martial arts cultivation was successfully refined to the late stage of the innate stage, and the full force of his physical body was close to 20,000 catties.

What's more, the royal weapon that had been floating in his mind was finally refined and held in his hand.

This is a slender sword that is transparent and emits dark red aura, three feet and eight minutes long, two fingers wide, and the entire sword body is light and agile, like a goshawk sparrow, which can conjure up thousands of mysterious sword moves at any time.

The end of the hilt of the sword was shaped into a flame phoenix with wings ready to fly, the shape was realistic and lifelike, especially the pair of phoenix eyes were inlaid by two unknown flame spirit diamonds, exuding huge spiritual energy.

Looking at it carefully, this sword actually has a bit of feminine delicate and slender beauty, but the vigorous fire spirit power exuded from the sword body is also blood-stirring.

I don't know why Lin Yang finally made such a long sword.

Lin Yang had been standing in the courtyard for two hours, and the fingers of his right hand had been gently rubbing the fire phoenix hilt of the long sword, and the gentle feeling was like a lover's touch.

His whole being fell into a wonderful state.

In his mind, he seemed to see a young woman in a short shirt, her face was not real, but he could see a vermilion hairband fluttering in the air, as if it had slid over Lin Yang's cheeks, so gentle.

"Phoenix Dance ......"

For some reason, Lin Yang called out a name he didn't recognize.

In her mind, the woman moved.

In her hand, she held a long sword that was exactly the same as Lin Yang's hand, and the lotus steps moved lightly, the sword shadows were one after another, and an extremely exquisite sword move appeared in front of Lin Yang.

The slender long sword, like the slender fingertips of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, slashed through the air with a graceful trajectory, which was unpredictable.

Layers of sword shadows, sometimes unrestrained like fire, like a fire phoenix burning the plain, sometimes cold as ice, instantly frozen for thousands of miles, just one move of the sword style contains several indescribable ingenious changes, the subtlety of women's swordsmanship, people are shocked.

In the illusion, Lin Yang quietly looked at the woman dancing sword in his mind, his eyes were full of tenderness.

In reality, Lin Yang silently rubbed the hilt of the sword, his eyes confused.

A simple style of swordsmanship, he had been watching it for two hours, from the dawn to the dawn, until the first golden sunlight pierced the clouds in the morning and sprinkled on his body, Lin Yang in reality began to move.

He began to practice that style of swordsmanship.

The long sword in his hand began to emit a faint flame aura, as if it was fused with the golden early sun, becoming dazzling.

Lin Yang imitated the woman's sword moves in his mind.

At first, Lin Yang's sword was very obscure, and he seemed to be still watching the trajectory of the girl's swordsmanship in his mind, while awakening an unforgettable memory sleeping inside his body.

Gradually, his sword style began to mellow.

The long sword in his hand became an extension of the fingers of his arm, and more and more subtle changes began to appear under his sword.

One after another, the flame brilliance began to surge, and a soaring fire phoenix seemed to appear in the air, tossing and turning, the fire feathers filled the sky, and the sword technique was so powerful that it seemed that the heavens and the earth were changing color.

Xu Yao had been looking at Lin Yang silently.

She had never seen Lin Yang use a sword, and even she could see that Lin Yang was rusty at the beginning, but in less than an hour, Lin Yang's sword moves were so beautiful that she couldn't bear to blink, and it was immeasurably stronger.

Even...... With her sensitive mind of a young girl, it seems that she has read an unforgettable longing in Lin Yang's swordsmanship.

This swordsmanship......

Why does it give people a feeling of heartache?

Xu Yao watched silently, and Lin Yang repeated the gorgeous sword dance in his mind one by one.

About half an hour passed.

Lin Yang's swordsmanship has gradually reached the realm of harmony, but he is still unwilling to stop, and he is still practicing it over and over again.

This style of sword move consumed a lot of flame spiritual power in Lin Yang's body, and later, Lin Yang's face was extremely pale, and the hand holding the sword was trembling, but he still refused to stop.

"Something is wrong. ”

On Xu Yao's shoulder, Huo'er, who had also been silently paying attention to Lin Yang, suddenly flew towards Lin Yang.

"Lin Xiaoyi, it's almost there, if you practice again, you'll be squeezed dry!"

Lin Yang didn't seem to hear Huo'er's call.

His consciousness was completely immersed in the illusion in his mind at the moment, and he kept wanting to get close to the beautiful figure of the sword dance, and wanted to capture the red hairband swaying in the air with the wind, but it was like a dream bubble, but he couldn't get close to it.

"Feng Wu ......," Lin Yang was whispering.

"Haotian ......" the woman responded with a graceful voice in the illusion.

The voice penetrated straight into Lin Yang's heart, making him sink deeply and unwilling to wake up.

The woman suddenly stopped moving, looked back and smiled at Lin Yang in a haze:

"Haotian, this style of swordsmanship created by you and me, why don't you give him a name. ”

The fire phoenix dances with the ice phoenix......

Lin Yang couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or a reality in front of him, and muttered a name that automatically appeared in his heart: "It's called [Phoenix Dance and Phoenix Departure]." ”

"Phoenix Dancer Leaves ......," the woman murmured, a string of heartbreaking tears slowly falling from her face.

"Huang Li...... Huang Li...... Hao, finally, are we still going to separate?"

Just when Lin Yang was experiencing a desolation in the illusion, in the outside world, he instinctively stabbed at Huo'er who wanted to wake him up.

Phew!

The whole bird exploded with feathers.

Lin Yang's sword was terrifying.

As a true divine beast relic, it used to be such an invincible existence, although it is now sealed in strength, it is still incomparably powerful, after Lin Yang's own martial arts growth, today's Huo'er is already comparable to the master of the early stage of Yunling.

But in front of Lin Yang's sword, Huo'er felt a terrifying feeling of heart-pounding.