Yang Lin found that his ears had become more sensitive.
In Jiangdu City, whispers sounded like thunder in the ears.
Listen carefully, pursue your target, and even hear the movement of Liyang City dozens of miles away...
I heard Du Fuwei swallowing his drink and heard his muffled grumble: "Xiong'er, tell me, should my father ask the king to fight against the Luoyang army?
Now, that boy Li Shimin has also arrived in Jiangdu, and he is still very good at doing things. It seems that he was not kidnapped, but willing to surrender. I admire him.
Back in the city of Luoyang, this guy was talking about Yan Yan's governance of the world, and he was talking about everything. Unexpectedly, he turned into a flattering villain in the blink of an eye.
In just over a month, he gained the king's trust. Is this nepotism really that powerful? "
Du Fuwei was actually very depressed.
From a certain perspective, his identity is actually the same as Li Shimin's, neither embarrassing nor awkward.
The difference is that Li Shimin can turn around and pat the horse with a smile and carelessness, lowering his stature and really acting like a very qualified brother-in-law, as if he is wholeheartedly charging into the battle for his brother-in-law.
But he, Du Fuwei, couldn't do it.
The boss is used to doing what he does, so he has to be the younger brother.
Who will tell me?
How could you change your attitude all of a sudden?
Therefore, he has not performed meritorious service for a long time.
Including his adopted son Wang Xiongdan and close confidant Li Leng, they did not have much chance of promotion.
Seeing that Li Jing was going to conquer the east and west, he was going to become a general and take charge of the entire army in the northern expedition. However, he could only be a vanguard who got trapped in the battle and died. The comparison between people was infuriating.
Although Du Fuwei didn't care in the past, as the patron king's reputation grew, his troops became more and more powerful.
As a subordinate.
He also has some more delusions than he should have.
He learned martial arts and was sold to the emperor's family.
He didn't have a choice before, but now, he still wants to give it a try.
For the sake of the family, for the sake of the children and grandchildren, it is actually quite good to climb to a high position and enjoy peace and happiness.
"My adoptive father is wise. He often said that fame can only be obtained immediately. My son thinks that we should change our mentality. We still have to take the initiative in some things."
Wang Xiongdan said carefully.
Although it was euphemistic, the meaning was clearly stated, and it was difficult for this reckless man.
Even if he had no knowledge and skills and only knew how to fight, he could actually see that the situation of his adoptive father Du Fuwei was not good.
Some conversations conducted dozens of miles away completely fell into Yang Lin's ears.
His face was full of shock.
"What operation is this?"
An uncontrollable joy suddenly rose in my heart.
It was not because Du Fuwei, the anti-king who had been forcibly subdued, completely returned to his heart, but because he was delighted with the changes in his five senses.
"Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, mind..." All kinds of senses have become more than ten times more sensitive, and they are not out of control. He can see when he wants, listen when he wants, and block it when he doesn't want to.
It seems that this is not a skill but a physical instinct.
He's wall has disappeared.
Yang Lin was not disappointed at all.
Because, he knew that that thing had been integrated into the depths of his body.
Look at the martial arts order.
I discovered that changes had taken place in the Jingyuan column.
Jingyuan: third level. Killing Boxing Way, Tiangang Dharma Body, Golden Body is Indestructible (Elementary Level)
Good guy, this Dharma Body and Golden Body are very high-end at first glance.
Moreover, Jingyuan was directly promoted from the second level to the third level.
When I looked inside, I saw that my blood and bone marrow had changed.
Not to mention the muscles and bones, although they still look so delicate and white, like jade, the texture of alloy steel can be faintly seen.
"Here comes the sword."
Yang Lin shouted softly, and a maid next to him quietly handed over a sword.
He took the sword, looked at the blade, and saw a heavy cut on his arm.
Click.
The sword shook, and the edge of the sword made a hole.
The white skin on the arms is still smooth and rosy, and not even a hair has been cut off.
Well, not this sword.
Yang Lin sighed.
"Go and find the best ax you can."
Jiangdu Palace has a lot of money, and it is no longer what it was at the beginning. Especially after Lu Miaozi arrived, he guided some craftsmen to create a batch of powerful weapons in his spare time.
Soon, after hearing the news, Wanwan came over carrying an ax that was half the size of her body.
The ax blade is aqua blue and looks like a stream of autumn water, which is very extraordinary.
"Why are you here?"
"My lord, do you want to practice axe? I still think you are better with a knife. Although this ax is good, it is not suitable for my lord."
Wanwan frowned and reluctantly handed over the ax handle.
She misunderstood and thought Yang Lin was going to change weapons.
It's right not to use a stick.
The prince, who looks elegant and handsome, is about to become emperor again. He dances with a stick all day long, which sounds like a monkey.
However, instead of using an ax, Wanwan felt that it was more appropriate to use a stick.
Even if you don't use a sword as a gentleman, you still have to be domineering with a sword.
He is quite domineering when using an axe, but he looks like a big fool.
Shi Feixuan also followed over, ignoring Wei Zhenzhen's winks behind her. She carried the Sky Sword on her back with a cold face. When she saw Yang Lin carrying the giant ax, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and disappeared in an instant, "I am. I feel that the king's ax is just right and very heroic.
Since ancient times, Pangu created the heaven and earth, and an ax divided the clear and the turbid. When it comes to the atmosphere, there is no other way. It is best to use an axe. "
"Fake nun, you know how to carry yourself. It seems that you are living too comfortably in Jiangdu Palace. Believe it or not, the prince will comb you tonight to make you feel more confident."
How could Shi Fei Xuan bear this? Her snow-white face turned red to the roots of her ears.
As she travels around the world, she hears a lot of dirty words and doesn't take them seriously at all. She usually treats them as a breeze.
Because she knew that what those vulgar men said was just falsehood.
How much should I care about a guy who can be destroyed by himself and is just like ants and dung?
However, what Wanwan said was different. It had indeed been a long time since she had been in Jiangdu Palace.
Surprisingly, life here is quite comfortable.
There was nothing forced.
When Yang Lin is not targeting Buddhism, he is quite gentle and kind, and will also guide him in martial arts and sword practice.
He would even say something from his heart to himself from time to time, and his words were funny and pleasant. When he thought about it carefully, he felt that it contained various philosophies of life that he had never heard or heard before.
These days, she found that she had gained a lot of knowledge, and even the level of transparency of the sword's heart had improved to a higher level, and her swordsmanship had become much better.
One month before coming to Jiangdu Palace, she couldn't beat the little witch Wanwan, so she was suppressed and beaten by her, and she was bullied wantonly.
A month passed, and when they fought Wanwan again, they were almost evenly matched.
If she worked hard, she even felt that she might have some chance of victory.
This kind of life makes Shi Feixuan feel confused.
Sometimes, she even felt that if she had never been to Cihang Jingzhai and there was no separation in her heart, it would not be impossible to follow this person her whole life.
It's quite relaxing and comfortable.
You can not only ask for swords and ask questions, but also accompany each other to know each other.
Isn't this the Taoist friend I have dreamed of?
'pity……'
Shi Feixuan looked at Wanwan with a narrow face, and saw the gentle and quiet Wei Zhenzhen. She looked up and seemed to see through the palace walls. When she saw Li Xiuning, Shang Xiuxun, etc., she sighed softly. , gritted his silver teeth suddenly, and protested: "It's better to accompany the prince earlier. Speaking of which, it's my turn. I heard that Sister Xiuning and Sister Shang are also ready to serve the prince. Little witch, do you want to focus on it?" Chong, go have sweet dreams."
The sword in Shi Feixuan's hand is the Se Kong Sword, and the mental technique she practices is the Sword Heart Transparency, but she has never considered herself a nun.
Just like Master Fan Qinghui, the successor of Cihang Jingzhai has always known that in this world, apart from the sword in his hand, the most powerful weapon is actually his beauty.
Therefore, they always have cloud-like hair and peerless beauty when they go out.
He calls himself a subordinate, not a poor nun.
If she really makes up her mind to serve and seduce someone, Shifei Xuan asks herself, she will not lose to anyone.
What's more, even if she could lose to anyone, she didn't want to lose to this Demonic Witch.
No matter what method you use, you must win her and not bring shame to the master.
"you……"
Wanwan was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise appeared on her face, and her smile was no longer so natural.
She didn't expect that Shi Fei Xuan, the green tea, would fight back like this.
Aren't you a nun?
You should be unyielding and unyielding, and you should fight to the death.
Why do you want to climb into the prince's bed so shamelessly, and drag Li Xiuning and Shang Xiuxun to become allies.
This is too insidious and despicable.
Seeing that the two people were naturally unable to deal with each other, they drew their swords and started fighting again.
But Wei Zhenzhen was smiling softly from the side, peeking at herself from time to time, as if she was watching a joke.
Yang Lin laughed twice and quickly changed the topic, "Stop disturbing my thoughts. Holding an ax is not to practice martial arts, but to prove something."
He said a few words and ignored the turbulent potential conflict between the women. He just waved the giant ax in his hand and slashed out a mysterious light, chi...
An ax struck him hard on the arm.
Tried it with a sword before.
His strength is too low, his weapons are too weak, and he can't even cut off a hair on his arm.
This Tiangang Dharma Body has an indestructible golden body. If you don’t know what kind of strength it has, you will always feel unsure.
At this time, estimate the intensity.
When the ax chops down and touches the skin, it is dragged back, one chop at a time.
With the strength of tens of thousands of pounds, even a steel wall would be cut into two pieces.
There were a few soft shouts nearby.
This time, even Shi Feixuan could not help but cover her mouth and scream.
There was a rare look of worry in his eyes.
The ax was so powerful that he couldn't even catch it. If he cut it like this, his arm would definitely be gone.
But……
To the surprise of many.
The ax blade flashed with black and white brilliance and struck the smooth and delicate arm, and a few sparks flew in front of my eyes, boom...
There was a long and distant sound, like gold and iron clashing, which made the eardrums numb slightly and even the palace trembled.
The fair and rosy arms were still intact, except for a white mark that disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Not even the skin is broken.
A soft hair, when blown by the wind, slowly floats up and falls to the ground silently.
"This is……"
Shi Feixuan's beautiful pair of slender sword-shaped eyebrows couldn't help but be raised, and her slightly raised red phoenix eyes couldn't help but her eyelids twitching wildly.
Wanwan was startled at first, and then cheered, "My lord, what kind of skills have you practiced? It's so hard... you can't even cut it with an axe."
Wei Zhenzhen's face turned pink when she heard this, "Wanwan, stop talking nonsense, but there is no one in the world who can break through your skin, Your Highness. It will be difficult to get hurt in the future."
"No, there are still people who can break it."
Yang Lin looked up in the direction of Luoyang. Although he was sitting in Jiangdu these days and just immersed himself in martial arts and military training, he knew everything about what happened in Luoyang.
Yang Tong's transformation is indeed a bit unbelievable.
Although the actions of beheading Li Mi and lightly breaking Wagang were shocking, Yang Lin felt vaguely that this method looked familiar.
What kind of situation can make a good-for-nothing ordinary person gain the ultimate strength in the world?
The Taoist sect protects the mysterious soldiers, the Buddhist sect initiates Dafa, but what about the demonic sect? In this world, it is natural to cultivate demons in the heart of the Tao.
Nowadays, Taoism and Buddhism are all suppressed by him, and they gave in early. Obviously they don't want to fight to the death with themselves. There is no news about the legendary Master Ziyang and Master Zhenyan.
There is no doubt that it can only be the magic method of cultivating demons in the heart of the Demon Sect, which is causing trouble and trouble.
It stands to reason that Tian Mo Ce has split and scattered in all directions, and Xie Ji Sect's Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique has lost its inheritance.
However, Yang Lin knew that there was actually someone else who had control.
He may not be dead.
Because the Evil Emperor's relics did not contain his spiritual body, Yang Lin did not get the memories of the Demon Sect master from two hundred years ago.
That is, Xiang Yutian, the Evil Emperor of the Demon Sect.
In the battle at the border back then, this man had solved the mystery of life and death, but no one had ever heard of him fighting with whom to break the void passage and soar away.
If this person is still alive at this time, it is not impossible to live to be more than two hundred years old.
The other party started immediately after he left Luoyang, and it was obvious who he was targeting.
For the time being, Yang Lin couldn't figure out what the purpose was.
However, this does not prevent him from making himself stronger.
Thinking of this, he shook his ax and said in a deep voice: "Get out of the way."
Watching Wei Zhenzhen and others take ten steps back.
He shouted deeply, the axe's seven-colored light flashed, energy and blood rose into the sky, the ax blade broke through the air, cut through the space, drew a thin black mark like silk, and slashed hard on the arm.
squeak……
This time, there were no sparks flying.
The creaking sound was like the sound of stones scratching on glass, which made the eardrums extremely uncomfortable.
A line of blood appeared on Yang Lin's left arm.
Finally the skin was broken and bleeding.
The pale golden blood flowed down like a string of beads, falling on the table and the glazed floor, making a tinkling sound.
There is a strange fragrance in the air.
Before the stunned women could react.
Those blood beads, when blown by the wind, suddenly jumped up and jumped back into Yang Lin's wound.
Like a baby swallow returning to its nest.
Impatient.
Immediately afterwards, the gaping wound closed tightly, muscles squirmed, and granulations grew.
In the blink of an eye, there was only a trace of red left, and when the wind blew, the red mark disappeared.
The left arm was smooth and rosy again, as if it had never been injured.
"call out……"
There was a gasp in the hall.
What body is this?
Still human?
…
Please give me a monthly pass.
