Lin Qing'er smiled and looked at Yan Yin sitting opposite him and said, "Little idiot, it's great to have you."
Yan Yin nodded and said, "Yeah!"
The relationship between the two seems to be a step further. There is no unnatural shyness between looking at each other, and there is just a kind of joy that comes from the bottom of the heart.
"I don't know much about the Lieutenant General's unique skills, and my father didn't say it either. However, the sword in his hand, like my flower shadow and Sister Xue's flowing light, was made by Master Bai." Lin Qing'er explained what Yan Yin asked her just now. When she said Sister Xue, a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes. However, it flashed quickly.
Yan Yin knew that when he was in Donghai City, he heard from Master Bai that the sword was called Crazy Slayer. It was the second of the seven swords.
"Killing Sword" Yan Yin said in a deep voice, "It's okay if the sword is as its name. If it's as its name, it's a little bad."
The killing and bloodthirsty, the name of the sword itself is not important. What is important is the person holding the sword, how.
"Well," Lin Qing'er nodded. "Swords are made by people. Whether the sword is good or bad, there are people who hold the sword to choose. By the way, one of the three swords from Master Bai was given to Sister Xue that day, one forged into a flower shadow, and another phantom. We will find an opportunity to come and use it for you. These are all famous swords in the world, which are rare in the world. Perhaps in a few years, this period of swords will become a magic weapon that the world seeks for."
Yan Yin smiled, a white light flashed in his hand, and an extremely sharp sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword is long in the middle, with blades on both sides and a wisp of space in the middle, making it look very majestic.
"This is, Phantom," Lin Qing'er said in surprise. "It's really Phantom, so good, little fool, why didn't you tell me earlier? I and Sister Xue had regretted you for a long time, hum..."
Finally, Lin Qing'er snorted lightly, and she looked very cute.
A white light flashed, Yan Yin took away the phantom and said, "You didn't ask at that time, I thought you knew. I used this sword very little, so I kept it in my dantian. It's strange to say that this sword can actually absorb true energy in my dantian, which is strange."
Lin Qing'er smiled and said, "Stupid! This is forged by an alien meteorite, which can carry the power and true qi, and can naturally absorb it. You are both a warrior and a cultivator. It is not surprising that the sword in the hands of a cultivator is also trapped in the dantian. However, there are few swords that can be trapped in the dantian. The most basic thing to judge whether a sword can carry the skills or true qi of the person holding the sword."
"So that's how it is." Yan Yin nodded. He suddenly remembered the black long sword Mo Yun in Ling Yunfeng's hand. It was also a long sword that could carry skills. It was as light as wings in Ling Yunfeng's hand, and it was heavy and heavy in the hands of others.
However, Yan Yin didn't understand why the same sword had such a difference, so he asked Lin Qing'er with this question.
Lin Qing'er said, "Man has spirits, and swords also have spirits. This kind of spirit does not refer to something in the sword, but to say that the sword has spiritual energy. A sword with spiritual energy will be familiar with everything after following the master for a long time and will naturally understand everything about him. After a long time, it will have an inexplicable sense of connection with the master, so that you will be able to say this situation. The most basic thing for a cultivator's long sword is to cultivate a feeling and make spirituality between the sword and the master. Such a sword is often more flexible to swing."
He also explained some news about this to Yan Yin. When night fell, Lin Qing'er ordered Xiaoya, who was staying in her room, to prepare some food. After the two of them had a meal, they chatted for a while, and then went back to their room to rest.
That night, Yan Yin practiced very quietly. Lin Qing'er slept very peacefully. Even in her dream, she remembered what happened during the day, and there was no dream.
The next day, when the warm sunlight shone into the room from the window, Yan Yin and Lin Qing'er opened the door at the same time.
The two looked at each other and smiled, Yan Yin said, "Qing'er, did you sleep well last night?"
Lin Qing'er nodded shyly and said, "Yeah, yeah."
"Miss, Young Master Fang, all the washing items are ready and breakfast is ready." Xiaoya walked out of the front hall, looked at Yan Yin and Lin Qing'er, and shouted softly.
The two of them used breakfast after washing up. When Xiaoya was cleaning up, Lin Qing'er asked, "Little idiot, today I'll take you to visit Fengyun Third City, okay?"
Yan Yin pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, but I want to practice boxing first before going, is that OK?"
Lin Qing'er has no objection to this.
A man should never forget the most important thing at any time.
It’s like a rich man who can’t forget the person who helped him when he was poor. A person who reached the peak of power cannot forget when he stood at the bottom and looked up to others. A warrior cannot forget the word “mart” no matter when.
Only by practicing hard can you become stronger and stronger.
In the yard of the front hall, under the gaze of Lin Qing'er and Xiaoya, Yan Yin began to punch.
It was no longer the Yan family's long fist that Lin Qing'er was familiar with, but Cang Hai's punch.
The fist was initially calm, like the sea was wrinkled by the wind, followed by the waves rising and moving. Then, the waves rolled, the waves slammed the shore and hit the shore. After a storm, it slowly calmed down and calmed down slowly.
The entire yard was shrouded in an invisible momentum. The scent of flowers was shaken by Yan Yin's fist wind and fist force.
Each move shows the masculinity of a man. One punch and one kick shows the majestic momentum of a real man's blood.
With a light shout, Yan Yin punched the air like thunder, and the sound of Min Ran exploded.
The fist is calm, the black hair dances in the wind, the strong body is straight and the handsome face is clear.
Looking at Yan Yin, Lin Qing'er became happier the more she looked at her.
Xiaoya, who was standing beside her, was already very surprised to see Yan Yin's power when practicing boxing. Seeing Yan Yin calm down, her eyes looked at him with a hint of admiration.
Yan Yin noticed Xiaoya's eyes and smiled at him. When Xiaoya shyly lowered her head, she looked at Lin Qing'er and said, "Qing'er, do you know who taught this set of boxing?"
"Who taught me?" Lin Qing'er was stunned, then frowned and thought for a while, then looked at Yan Yin in surprise and said, "Have you found him?"
"Yeah," Yan Yin smiled and said, "I found it, he is my master now."
Lin Qing'er looked at Yan Yin in surprise and said with a smile, "It's great, he is your master. After I came back, I asked my father something, and he said..." As he said that, Lin Qing'er quietly walked to Yan Yin's side and whispered in his ear, "My father said, the person who saved your father back then is likely to be him!"
"What?" Yan Yin said in surprise, "Is this true?"
Lin Qing'er whispered, "I'm not very clear. When I came back, I asked my father who saved Yan Yi back then. He said he didn't know either. However, when he was in the imperial capital, he met a person, and in the imperial capital, my father felt the breath of that person during the war. Later, the man disappeared in the imperial capital. That year, when my father sent me to Southern College, he felt a familiar breath in the academy."
"Familiar breath, familiar breath" Yan Yin muttered a few words, and then his eyes lit up. Lin Qing'er's father is a King of Martial Arts, and his master is at least at the level of King of Martial Arts. If you can feel a familiar breath, the only one in the entire Southern Academy, except for his master, is Nangong Jian.
Nangong Jian is definitely not, because his identity is there. Then, there is only his master, Yan Haoran.
Yan Haoran and Yan Haoran are both surnamed Yan. Yan Yin raised a smile on his lips. His master must have something to do with him, or even a very important relationship.
Seeing Yan Yin alone there thinking something, Lin Qing'er patted Yan Yin on the shoulder and said, "Don't think too much, just study hard with your master."
After coming back to his senses, Yan Yin nodded and said, "Yeah, this is certain."
Lin Qing'er said, "Let's go out for a walk."
With Yan Yin, the two of them left the city lord's mansion with strange eyes.
When he arrived at the gate, Lin Qing'er shouted, "Third party, come out for me."
A guard wearing armor walked out of the queue, which was the third party who fought with Yan Yin three moves yesterday.
"Miss, is there anything wrong?" The third party glanced at Yan Yin on the side, then looked at Lin Qing'er and asked.
"Hmph... you offended me yesterday, and today I will punish you." Lin Qing'er said, "Now I'm going out shopping with him, you'll follow me, do you know?"
The third party was stunned and said, "Miss, but I still have..."
"Nothing but" Lin Qing'er snorted softly, "Let's go now."
Fengyun Third City is very large, and it takes about an hour to walk from the city lord's mansion to the nearest city gate.
Moreover, some of the Fengyun Third City are on the Fengyun Mountains and some are in the sea. Each place has different scenery and excitement.
Taking Yan Yin, Lin Qing'er explained some things in the city to him, while looking around, buying some things from time to time, and then said to the third party behind him with helpless expressions, "Please take these things!"
"This is a notice. Didn't it say that Hanchuan Town was attacked by the strange beast Guniu?" Lin Qing'er pointed to a notice board placed at the traffic cross in the city and said, "As long as someone solves this strange beast Guniu, he can get the bonus on the notice. There are many such notices in the city. Just remove it and kill Guniu, and register at the Warriors Union to get the bonus. This is the most commonly used method of dealing with the threat of strange beasts in cities near the Fengyun Mountains, and it is also a very suitable method."
Yan Yin nodded and said, "Well, indeed, through bonuses, mobilize the enthusiasm of warriors, let them assist in managing the Fengyun Mountains, and protect the residents. However, Qing'er, what if no one can subdue them when encountering some powerful beasts?"
Before Lin Qing'er could speak, the third party explained, "Then increase the bonus and let those who are strong. If it doesn't work in the end and no one can kill it, then you need to invite the law enforcement team in the city. If the law enforcement team doesn't work, then send the deputy city lord of the city. If the deputy city lord doesn't work, then the city lord will go. In the end, the strange beast is too strong, so you have to ask the Lieutenant General and people like our city lord to take action personally. A few months ago, a powerful strange beast, the Ziyuan Qilin ran out of the Fengyun Mountains. Many people were not its opponents and swept many towns. Later, this matter spread, so the Lieutenant General of the Empire took action. He first came to our third city, first to propose marriage to the eldest lady, and second to ask our city lord to borrow the Wannian Toad Snow Silk to trap the Ziyuan Qilin."
"Hmph..." Lin Qing'er snorted softly and said, "What are you talking about? I still hope that he will be killed by Ziyuan Qilin this time."
Yan Yin did not expect that a purple abyss qilin would ask the empire's lieutenant general to take action. It would take ten thousand-year-old toad snow silk to trap it. It is conceivable how powerful this purple abyss qilin should be.
Yan Yin has experienced the wonderful uses of the toad snow silk. The ten thousand-year-old toad snow silk is even more powerful if it can be borrowed by the Lieutenant General.
The purple abyss qilin beast Yan Yin saw it in "The Legend of the World" that it was a kind of beast with four hooves and covered with scales and was purple-black.
If it is full purple, then it is at the level of the Martial King. If it is full black, then it is at the level of the Martial Saint. If it is full white, then no matter who encounters it, he will have to wait to die. He is already at the level of the Martial God, that is, the beast god among the strange beasts!
When a strange beast is at the level of the Martial Saint, it can speak human words and absorb the essence of heaven and earth. If it becomes a beast god, then the entire Fengyun Mountains will be led by it.
Just as the three of them were whispering, a carriage suddenly appeared in the city, galloping on the road full of people.