"Qing'er, do you have a wrong understanding of the younger generation? In the cultivation world of Fengyun Realm, anyone under fifty years old can belong to the younger generation!"

"For example, Wei Niang, I am the younger generation you call me. If you defeat Wei Niang, no one from the younger generation of the Lin family will be your opponent. Do you understand?"

Lin Yiyun looked at Fang Qing with a smile and said these words. The confidence in Lin Yiyun's tone deeply infected Fang Qing. He could clearly feel the power of his mother Lin Yiyun.

Later, Fang Qing sensed his mother's aura, and his cultivation state, which was at the peak of the fifth heaven of transcendence, could not escape his sense.

Moreover, he also felt the indescribable Taoist rhyme flowing, and the terrifying power was dormant deep inside his mother's body, like a real phoenix, unfathomable.

"The cultivation level of the fifth level of transcendence, Tao Yun is born, Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, my mother's cultivation level is not weak, and her strength should be very strong. If we have time, let's compare notes."

Fang Qing looked at her mother with a smile and told her about her level of cultivation. When she evaluated her strength, Lin Yiyun showed a look of surprise and kept looking at Fang Qing.

"Little thing, you are really not simple. As the owner of a spiritual body, ordinary masters at the peak of the life and death realm will never be able to see through my cultivation realm. You can actually see through it at a glance? Are you really a devouring physique?"

Lin Yiyun was extremely surprised. She leaned forward, her last words were very low, and she asked Fang Qing, her eyes filled with solemnity.

Hearing his mother ask him, Fang Qing hesitated slightly, but was still ready to tell the truth. He could hide it from anyone, but he couldn't hide it from his mother. How could a son hide it from his mother?

"If someone asks me, I am the possessor of the Devouring Physique. But when my mother asks, Qing'er must tell the truth. In fact, I am..."

Fang Qing smiled mysteriously and whispered to Lin Yiyun. Before he finished speaking, a hand as white as jade blocked Fang Qing's mouth.

Lin Yiyun didn't want to know what secrets Fang Qing had. She knew very well what secrets were, and they couldn't be told to anyone, even her own mother.

"I don't want to know your secret. Qing'er, you have to remember that a secret is a secret. The fewer people who know, the better, so that you can live longer. You must keep this in mind." Lin Yiyun looked at Fang seriously.

Qing, reminded and warned him like this, his words were full of care.

Fang Qing nodded. He understood what his mother really meant, and he immediately stopped telling his mother his secret. He planned to find another opportunity in the future to explain that this place had hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and had astonishing details. He really needed to be cautious.

The mother and son talked and laughed, and Lin Yiyun explained to Fang Qing many secrets in Fengyun Realm, which were all recorded in ancient books of the Lin family. Fang Qing benefited a lot and once again developed a deep respect for Fengyun Realm.

"It's late at night, mother, please rest in peace, Qing'er takes leave." Fang Qing glanced at the outside world, stood up and said to Lin Yiyun.

"Qing'er, tomorrow I will take you to meet your grandparents and walk around the Lin family. Xiaoyu has arranged your accommodation, so you can go."

Lin Yiyun nodded and told Fang Qing a few words. Fang Qing's heart moved and he immediately understood what his mother meant. She wanted him to become familiar with the Lin family.

In any case, he is the grandson of the Lin family after all, so he cannot regard the Lin family as his enemy. It will not do him any good.

"Qing'er understands."

Fang Qing then walked out of the room. Outside the door, the maid Xiaoyu was already waiting for him, and took Fang Qing to the southwest corner of the small palace.

Sitting cross-legged on an exquisite and simple rosewood bed, Fang Qing waved his hand, causing the Thunder God Gold to float above his head, and the infinite locking void formation reappeared.

The Lin family, the overlord of the Dongwu domain, is not a trivial matter, and its background is unfathomable. More importantly, he is worried that many old monsters in the Lin family can hide their secrets and live longer.

Afterwards, Fang Qing closed his eyes and summarized the gains of this trip. After a battle with the master of the reincarnation realm, his understanding of the sword was once again deepened. Many swordsmen were proficient in swordsmanship, and he mastered the secrets of swordsmanship one by one.

In his mind, the battle scene reappeared, with sword energy criss-crossing, several sword techniques constantly replayed, the Chaos Fairy Spirit Orb slowly turning, and the bright seven-colored fairy light criss-crossing, illuminating Fang Qing's sea of ​​consciousness space, making him constantly

Be in the clearest state at all times.

The Qiankun Yiqi Sword is full of righteousness, and the awe-inspiring righteousness fills the heart; the Chaos World Sword Technique is majestic, and the energy of the years is like an abyss and the sea; the Dragon Roar Sword Technique has many changes, and the strong dragon power sweeps across all directions; the Four Seasons Reincarnation Sword Technique has a strange artistic conception and unlimited potential.

For a time, Fang Qing fell into the understanding of the way of swordsmanship. The aura on his body kept changing. The understanding of the origin of the way of swordsmanship made him incomparably compatible with the power of the way of swordsmanship between heaven and earth. The speed of comprehending various swordsmanship doubled.

In addition, he had just received the help from the life-and-death sword wielding the Demonic Sword, and the level of his sword intention had risen to an earth-shattering level. With so much help from nature, Fang Qing's understanding was terrifying.

Zheng!

Within the Dantian Qi Sea, the Meteor Star Sword made a loud sword sound, and the mysterious aura spread far and wide, filling the entire chaotic Dantian.

Zheng!

In an instant, the sword-shaped runes glowed, the sword clanged incessantly, and the chaotic light burst out, illuminating the entire Dantian Qi sea, echoing the meteor sword.

The two supreme beings moved at the same time. Fang Qing's body was filled with indescribable sword power. He was like the reincarnation of the sword immortal, descending into the world of mortals.

The sword energy did not leak out, the sword intention did not unfold, but the whole room was filled with a fierce aura. The metallic energy between heaven and earth continued to gather together, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, which was extremely mysterious.

"The sword is like a gentleman, its edge is restrained, its feet are on the four poles of the world, and its heart has the universe, the sun and the moon!"

"Sword cultivators have sharp edges that are sharp and easy to break. Non-beginners can control them. They cultivate their moral integrity and understand the essence of swordsmanship. I raise my heart to the sky and nourish my sharp edge with my blood!"

"A gentleman is like a sword. When a gentleman is angry, his edge is endless, and he can kill all the monsters and monsters. The sky and the earth are pale, and the oars are drifting with blood. The stones break through the sky and amaze the autumn rain. I use my heart to open the sky, and I fight the world with my blood..."

At the same time, the verses of the Green Sword Sutra resounded through the space of the sea of ​​​​consciousness, with ancient characters flowing endlessly one after another, full of the charm of swordsmanship. This sutra is not trivial, and Fang Qing has not yet fully understood it.

It contains many secrets of swordsmanship, which are all-encompassing and all-encompassing. All swordsmanship that Fang Qing has learned can be deciphered using the Qingjian Sutra.

An hour later, Fang Qing pointed his fingers like swords and slashed out with one sword. The room was filled with strange scenes, and the scenes of the four seasons were flowing endlessly.

The spring is full of joy, the sun is scorching, the autumn wind is rustling, and the cold air is biting. Every life moves from birth to decline, and from decline to death, without beginning or end.

As the four seasons pass, the awe-inspiring and upright spirit spreads far and wide, and there are waves of dragon roars, accompanied by ancient events, filling this space with a mysterious atmosphere.

The sword moves were constantly changing. There were only four moves from beginning to end, but they were varied and all-encompassing. Fang Qing fell into the deduction of the sword techniques of the four seasons.

This sword technique is the foundation of his Dao. After his deduction and research, he has gone from a low-grade Xuan-level sword technique to the current peak level of Xuan-level swordsmanship.

Nowadays, new changes have been added to the four major sword techniques, which incorporate part of the essence of the three major sword techniques, making them more powerful and beginning to move towards the lower levels.

After endless deductions, Fang Qing has been trying his best to improve this swordsmanship. Countless sword moves and scripture secrets support him. The Chaos Fairy Spirit Orb is slowly turning to help Fang Qing.

In the early stage of breaking the delusion realm, the power of the soul provided him with power, and the sword intent of the Four Seasons Reincarnation was released, filling the whole room with strange scenes. Fang Qing stood in the center, immersed in the scene, and wrapped in the power of the four seasons.

Deep in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, in the colorful cage of chaos, the dragon is barren and its fingers are like swords, practicing the dragon chanting sword technique one move after another, and constantly explaining something.

A flash of light flashed in Fang Qing's eyes from time to time, revealing a thoughtful look. A quarter of an hour later, Jiao Huangwu sat down again and stopped practicing the Dragon Song Sword Technique. Continuing to practice the sword technique could no longer provide any effect to Fang Qing.

, he still has to rely on himself.

The sword fingers are constantly changing, whether it is the angle or the strength, they are all increasing invisibly.

Two hours later, Fang Qing's sword command dance became slower and slower, but the power of the sword moves increased exponentially. All the essence of the Dragon Song Sword Technique has been completely integrated into this Four Seasons Reincarnation Sword Technique.

However, the Dragon Song Sword Technique is, after all, a Xuan-level sword technique, and its grade is equivalent to Fang Qing's Four Seasons Samsara Sword Technique, so it still cannot provide him with much help.

The Qingjian Sutra resounded like a yellow bell in the sea of ​​consciousness, and every trace of its essence was absorbed by Fang Qing. His eyes became brighter and brighter, the sword aura deep in his eyes criss-crossed, and the power of his sword moves increased linearly.

After another hour passed, Fang Qing let out a long roar, moved his body, and his sword finger flew up and down. The four seasons scenes in the entire room flowed rapidly. The power of the sword move was extremely strong, and the angle initially reached an impeccable state.

Since then, a brand new low-level swordsmanship has been born. It is all-encompassing, has endless potential, and has endless back-up moves, which has never been seen before.

In an instant, the heaven and earth felt the aura of auspiciousness emerging from the void, and five-color brilliance filled Fang Qing's surroundings. Three golden lotuses rose from the ground, surrounding Fang Qing in a triangle shape, making him look like the reincarnation of the Buddha, which was extremely mysterious.

The rich power of luck continuously gathered towards Fang Qing, and after flowing throughout Fang Qing's body, it was absorbed and stored by the Chaos Fairy Spirit Pearl.

But speaking to the outside world, many masters of the Lin family noticed the changes in Tongyou Valley in an instant, and the heaven and earth felt it, and the blessed land was coming, and even the Wuji Locking Space Hidden Void Formation could not cover it up.

In an instant, forty or fifty terrifying auras emerged. At the same time, they looked in the direction of Tongyou Valley, their eyes filled with surprise and joy, and they were extremely excited.

Deep in the Lin family, in a mysterious space, this is the most important creation place of the Lin family. It is the small world of the Lin family. Without the instructions of the ancestors of the Lin family, even Lin Yiyun cannot enter it.

"Creating magic brings luck! A brand new martial art appears in the world, could it be Yun Yatou? It can only be her, very good, hahaha, it is indeed a spiritual body, it is so extraordinary."

An old man in black revealed his eyes and spoke these words. This is Lin Cangfeng, the eleventh elder of the Lin family, the sixth generation ancestor of the Lin family, and a peak master in the early stages of the sixth level of the Saint Realm.

"It should be Girl Yun. She has lived alone in Tongyou Valley for many years. It is reasonable that she can create another martial art with that palm technique."

On the hilltop in the distance, another old man spoke. This was Old Shilin Changsang Liu, a master at the mid-sixth level of the Saint Realm.

Farther away, in front of a huge bright yellow stone pool, a silver-haired old man opened his eyes. He was wearing a purple-gold battle suit, and his whole body was full of detachment and tranquility.

He looked towards the direction of Tongyou Valley, his eyes full of thoughts. This was a peak master in the late ninth level of the saint realm, Lin Cangqiong, the sixth generation boss of the Lin family.

"Brother, what do you think?"

Not far away, an old man in gray clothes looked thoughtful, but also showed a hint of uncertainty. He immediately looked at Lin Cangqiong. This was Lin Canghuan, the third child. He was at the peak of the eighth level of the saint realm and the former head of the Lin family.

, thoughtful and delicate.

"Aren't you already doubting it? Why ask me, no matter who it is, in short, this is a good thing, isn't it?"

Lin Cangqiong smiled mysteriously and said something meaningful, which made the other old monsters' hearts sink and their faces look a little ugly. They also thought of another possibility, but they couldn't accept it.

Not only were they aware of this, but the experts above the Lin family's life and death realm were also aware of it. Many people showed excitement and attributed the matter to Lin Yiyun. Only a few experts showed thoughts and disbelief.

His face looked a little ugly.

Through the deep valley.

"Congratulations to my little ancestor for creating a magic and getting lucky!"

After Fang Qing exited that wonderful realm, deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, the two old monsters looked at each other, stood up at the same time, slightly saluted Fang Qing outside, and said these words.

Fang Qing was slightly surprised and asked in confusion: "Is this a creative method? Only by creating a method can we get the blessing of luck?"

"Little Ancestor, you really think too much. It is already very difficult to create low-level martial arts. It can be blessed by the will of heaven and earth. If you want to create low-level martial arts, it's not the ancestor who pours cold water on you. You are still far behind.

It’s here.”

Deep in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, Jiao Huangwu smiled bitterly. He explained the creation of the law to Fang Qing in this way, and finally reminded Fang Qing with a slight contempt.

"I see. You are right as you always said. It is indeed very difficult to create a martial art. It is ten times a hundred times more difficult than creating a martial skill. It is not something I can consider now."

Fang Qing nodded. He had a preliminary understanding of how difficult it was to create a method. Thinking of how many techniques there were in the world of cultivation, his eyes were filled with awe.

It is hard to imagine who created those top-notch exercises and martial arts, and what kind of martial arts training they should have? It is simply unimaginable.

Looking to the outside world, there were still two hours before dawn. Fang Qing thought and immediately entered the town world.
To be continued...