The gates of the palace were closed together, and Lin Changfeng sat on top of a clearing that had been cleaned up in it, sitting there quietly, gathering all the breath on his body.

The fluctuating aura on his body seemed to have become stronger again, but it gave people the illusion that there was no breakthrough, giving people the same position as the middle peak of the middle stage of foundation building and the middle stage of foundation building.

The voice of the sword spirit came from Lin Changfeng's body, "Boy, you should have broken through, how did you do this?"

"Why can you gather all your breath in an instant? It's like you're suppressing your cultivation?"

This kind of means of controlling the aura is not easy to master, at least the sword has been flexible for a hundred years, and no one has ever done this, mainly because it is ...... Not necessarily.

Anyone can control breath, but to be so meticulous, there is no need for this, because it has no effect.

Maybe there is some effect, it is also a change in spiritual skills, but when it comes to the strong, these low-level spiritual skills are useless, they only need one word, one action, and they can directly suppress the audience, so ...... To master the breath of the extreme, it is better to consolidate your cultivation more.

"I just don't want to be exposed." Lin Changfeng used his divine sense to talk to the sword spirit.

Hearing this, the sword spirit was stunned for a moment and asked, "You mean, you don't want others to know that you have broken through your cultivation? You want to sneak through?"

Sighing lightly, Lin Changfeng continued to transmit, "Otherwise, why do you guess I would bring Luo Dusi? He is very talented, and when he breaks through the Golden Pill, the Thunder Tribulation will definitely not be too weak, and he wants to take advantage of the opportunity of his Tribulation to cover it up."

His eyes fell on Luo Dusi's body, and the sword spirit had to admit that the other party was very talented, but now they were all wasted hands...... Even if you have talent, you won't have much to achieve in the future.

He suddenly felt that Lin Changfeng was a little cruel, after all, he felt that it was too unworthy to abolish the hand of a genius for his own selfish desires.

"I know what you're thinking, scrapping one of his hands, just giving him a long memory."

The two of them are compatible, what the sword spirit is thinking Lin Changfeng completely knows. After just a brief explanation, Lin Changfeng didn't think much about it, after all, the sword spirit was just a monk of the Jindan Realm, and the things he knew were limited.

As soon as he had this thought in his heart, the sword spirit in his body let out a dissatisfied protest, "Boy! You have gone too far, although I am in the Jindan Realm, I have given you a lot of help, and now you are in the ground? Say I'm low?"

With a dry cough, Lin Changfeng didn't expect that he would suddenly have such a ridiculous idea, it was just a thought in his brain for a while, but he was indeed like this.

"If I have the opportunity in the future, I will raise you to the quality of this sword." As soon as Lin Changfeng finished saying this, he felt a burst of regret.

After all, it is impossible for a lower grade spirit weapon to be used all the way to a higher realm, and after reaching the Jindan realm, the lower grade spirit weapon is very weak, although it can exert greater energy, but ...... It is always inferior to the middle grade.

After thinking about this carefully, the sword spirit sighed slightly, and also felt that it was time to improve the quality of the long sword.

He nodded involuntarily, and then suddenly thought of something, and the sword spirit retorted, "Didn't you say that you would help the old man repair his body? Why did it become to improve the quality of the spiritual weapon?"

Hearing the sword spirit's rebuttal and questioning, he analyzed without blushing and heartbeat: "If you want to quit the long sword now, I don't care, but you must know that the better the material, the larger your ceiling space, don't you want to look at the higher-level monks?"

The sword spirit was silent, Lin Changfeng didn't laugh, according to his current state, as long as Lin Changfeng was willing, he could leave the long sword at any time and get rid of the identity of the sword spirit.

But...... Now it's just in the Yin Yue Dynasty, Lin Changfeng has great ambitions, obviously more than that, so ...... He also wanted to see where the ceiling was.

"Boy, are you sure you can make it to the top?" The sword spirit is indeed very excited, if Lin Changfeng can do it, he also wants to see where the peak is.

An aura outside the palace spread directly, pressing the sword spirit's heart trembling, and he frowned slightly, "Boy, a strong aura!"

"I know." Lin Changfeng replied very calmly, and then said indifferently, "Since you're here, come in."

Looking at Lin Changfeng's calm appearance, Sword Spirit Fox wondered, "Why can't you feel the coercion and oppression at all?"

"Because I've transferred it all to you."

Hearing such an unashamed conclusion, the sword spirit's face was black, no wonder every time he encountered a strong enemy, he used a sense of oppression that he couldn't overcome.

finally understood why Lin Changfeng was not affected, and all the negative effects of co-authoring were all on himself.

The gate of the palace was pushed open, and Emperor Yin, who was wearing a black dragon robe and had a cold and arrogant smile on his face, walked in, his aura was extremely powerful, and after glancing at Lin Changfeng, he said indifferently:

"You want to see me, I'm here."

Frowning, Lin Changfeng said word by word: "In front of me, I don't want to hear this self-title."

Emperor Yin was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Do you need me to say it a second time?"

Within a few seconds of the two entering the palace, Lin Changfeng directly overpowered Emperor Yin in terms of momentum, which made Luo Dusi and Sword Spirit stunned for a while.

A dignified generation of emperors, who was actually overpowered by Lin Changfeng?

And looking at Emperor Yin's face, it seems that he didn't take it to heart at all, and even said that he was really forbearing?