Ye Qingxuan looked at Lin Moyang beside her at this moment, and her heart was full of doubts.

She really couldn't figure out why a mortal warrior could defeat Wen Yifan, who was a cultivator in the spiritual platform.

The purple sword energy left an indelible impression in her mind.

Can anyone really cultivate the martial arts true qi to this level?

Moreover, the various methods that Lin Moyang used just now were Ye Qingxuan, and he was also dazzled at this moment.

If it weren't for the very big difference between true qi and spiritual qi, Ye Qingxuan would probably think that Lin Moyang beside him was a hidden Taoist practitioner.

The spiritual energy is born from heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth fills all corners of the Jiuzhou land.

Cultivators practice Taoism not only refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for their own use, but also can communicate with huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

True Qi is simply tempered by the flesh and blood power in the human body. Not to mention its power, it is far inferior to spiritual energy in quantity.

After all, the amount of true qi that can be accommodated in a person's dantian is limited. Often, when those martial arts masters are trapped in the battlefield, they may be able to use a mouthful of martial arts true qi to become the enemy of the hundred people.

But if you fight for a long time, even the most powerful warrior will die.

From the perspective of power, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seems to have a natural suppression of the true energy of the martial artist.

After all, spiritual energy is an innate thing, and true energy is born from the acquired.

How can the true qi produced by the flesh and blood power of ordinary people be compared with the spiritual qi produced by heaven and earth?

Although Wen Yifan did not choose to fly in the air this time, Ye Qingxuan's intuition told her that even if Wen Yifan took full advantage of his efforts, he would still lose when facing Lin Moyang.

The two of them walked back in silence. After returning to the house, they also met Zhao Yaning and others.

Zhao Yaning looked at the two people standing side by side and raised her eyebrows. Xiao Lian next to her asked excitedly: "Hello Lin! Didn't you beat that slim-eyed cub to death?"

When did you become a hero?

Before Lin Moyang could speak, Ye Qingxuan, whose stomach was full of doubt, quickly stepped forward and saw her holding Zhao Yaning's hand and quickly talk about the incident.

After hearing Lin Moyang say that Wen Yifan was a paper-made spiritual platform, Zhao Yaning also covered her mouth and smiled.

The maid Xiao Lian next to him laughed out loud.

When Zhao Yaning raised his eyebrows when she heard Wen Gang targeting Lin Moyang, Xiao Lian waved his fists angrily and said, "Why is this real person acting like this!"

Zhao Yaning also looked at Lin Moyang and frowned and asked, "Are you okay?"

Lin Moyang shook his head with a smile.

At this time, Ye Qingxuan, who was beside her, looked like a ghost on her face.

She looked straight at Zhao Yaning and then looked at Lin Moyang. Why did she think something was wrong with these two people?

Zhao Yaning looked at the Zhenwu Sword on Lin Moyang's waist and said in confusion: "Where did your long sword come from?"

She didn't remember any sword Lin Moyang had. She just went to Hongfulou to get rid of the stinky Taoist priests who seemed to be unsophisticated in the minds of practicing Taoism, and she didn't think much about it.

Lin Moyang said with a heartache: "I went out to wander around today and saw someone selling this ancient sword. I looked good and bought it, but ended up emptying all my savings."

As he was talking, Lin Moyang patted his thighs with regret.

Ye Qingxuan's eyes flashed. Obviously she didn't believe this statement. The material of this long sword is probably a kind of divine gold. It is possible that it would be possible to find a bargain in other cities and counties.

But this is Nanhua City, one of the five cities of Baiyujing. No matter how many people who practice Taoism in the city are, even the mortals in the city are all very eye-catching.

How could such a strange thing happen to fall into Lin Moyang's hands?

After hearing this, Zhao Yaning nodded and looked at Lin Moyang carefully. The white-clothed sword in front of him was much more pleasing to him than before.

Lin Moyang also rushed back to his room to check the Zhenwu Sword, and said, "Your Highness, I am a little tired of fighting today. I wonder if I can go back to my room to rest first?"

Ye Qingxuan glared at her eyes and said hurriedly: "Why are you tired?! You just almost poked Wen Yifan to death with just one finger! Are you tired?"

She was not going to put Lin Moyang back like this, but she was full of questions and wanted to ask clearly.

Lin Moyang said seriously: "Miss Ye is really not to hide it. Now she is just at the end of her strength. She has used up all her true energy in her body. If there are any methods for the warm paper paste, I am afraid I will be defeated."

Ye Qingxuan looked at Lin Moyang suspiciously. This kid was not as lively as a last resort.

Zhao Yaning looked at Lin Moyang with concern and said softly: "Then you should go back and rest quickly, Qingxuan, don't delay his rest!"

After hearing this, Lin Moyang turned around and left, while Ye Qingxuan, who was beside him, widened her eyes and looked at Zhao Yaning who was watching him leave with a smile.

After Lin Moyang had already walked away, Zhao Yaning slowly withdrew her gaze. When she turned around, she found that Ye Qingxuan had already put her face close to her at this moment.

Ye Qingxuan pinched her chin and showed a deep smile and said, "Xiao Ya Ning, are you... wuwuwu!"

Before Ye Qingxuan could finish her words, Zhao Yaning covered her mouth. The two of them immediately started to fight together, and the scene suddenly became indescribable.

Looking at Ye Qingxuan dancing and her master with a flushed face, the maid Xiao Lian couldn't help but cover her eyes.

I don’t have the eyes to see, I don’t have the eyes to see!

Lin Moyang walked back to the house quickly, and then he couldn't wait to pull out the Zhenwu Sword and make careful clues.

The Zhenwu Sword with an ancient style gives people an extremely mysterious and vicissitudes of life. The sword body is slender and full of ancient meanings, and there is a Tai Chi circle clearly distinguished from black and white at the hilt of the sword.

Just now when using the Zhenwu Sword, Lin Moyang seemed to have entered a mysterious realm in an instant.

But the feeling was fleeting, and Lin Moyang couldn't figure out whether it was his own illusion.

However, with the abnormal movement of the Zhenwu Sword in Hongfu Tower, I think there must be something strange about it.

Lin Moyang took out the Taoist sword and placed it next to the Zhenwu Sword.

The Taoist sword poured in milky white, and there were seven jade stones made of unknown material on the sword body, and there was a scent of inexplicable charm on the Taoist sword.

The next moment, a wisp of transparent breath floated out from the sword.

After a while, the Taoist sword seemed to have lost its charm. Although it was still exquisite, it no longer had the charm it had just now. The seven jades were also dull.

At this moment, Lin Moyang slowly injected his true energy into the Zhenwu Sword, and as the true energy poured in, the mysterious feeling came again.

At this moment, Lin Moyang placed the Buddha in another space, and an extreme sense of sharpness spread throughout his body.

It seemed that a little light appeared in his heart, and it seemed that the light contained a feeling of trying to break through everything.

Just as Lin Moyang was about to carefully understand this light, Lin Moyang retreated from this perception again.

Lin Moyang frowned and looked at the Zhenwu Sword in his hand. Just now, he seemed to have a suppressed feeling in his heart that he did not express, which made him feel very dull.

He injected his true energy again and tried hard to perceive this light. With the injection of his true energy again and again, Lin Moyang was finally able to maintain his perception for three seconds in this state of perception.

Lin Moyang looked at the Zhenwu Sword in his hand and looked resolute. As a man, I swear to be a man of three seconds!

The next day, Lin Moyang kept trying to feel the light in his heart.

As the time of perception extended, suddenly, it was like a balloon was suddenly pierced, and the feeling suppressed in Lin Moyang's heart suddenly dissipated.

The light in his heart seemed to be shining brightly at this moment. Lin Moyang suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp intention flashed through his eyes.

Lin Moyang was full of energy at this moment, and the thoughts in his heart seemed to be no longer a burden.

He slowly walked out of the house, looked up at the stars in the dark night, and saw him breathing heavily, and his whole body seemed to be much lighter.

The next moment, a sword light suddenly shone into the darkness and soared into the sky. The stars in the sky seemed to be unwilling to shine with the sword light. A sharp sword intent lingered outside Lin Moyang's body.

Everyone in the yard was also attracted by the sword light to Lin Moyang. Ling Shan looked at Lin Moyang, who seemed to be about to break through the sky in the distance and couldn't help but look complicated.

At this age, he could actually comprehend the sword intent. If he could practice Taoism, wouldn’t the human race have another land sword immortal?
Chapter completed!