Another day, Qin Yang and Ba Ye were sitting together, eating the fat girl's roast chicken.
Wiping the grease stains from the corner of his mouth, Master Ba said: "Boy, powerful mental power not only enhances people's perception, but also has other wonderful benefits."
"Oh?" Qin Yang was obviously very puzzled.
Ba Ye smiled mysteriously, threw the chicken bones in his hand on the ground, and then motioned Qin Yang to look at the chicken bones on the ground. The latter stared with curiosity, but the next scene made his eyes widen.
The chicken bones on the ground moved, trembled twice and suddenly flew into Master Ba's hands again.
Raising the chicken bones in his hand, Ba Ye chuckled: "When your mental power is strong enough, you can photograph objects from a distance."
Take photos from a distance!
Qin Yang looked at Master Ba in surprise, this kind of ability was unheard of.
"Don't look at me with that look. You are still far behind. There are levels of spiritual power, namely human soul, earth soul, and heavenly soul. Even if many warriors have touched the spiritual power, they only stay at the human soul level. They can
There are very few people who have reached the Earth Soul level, and those who are Heavenly Souls are just a legend." Speaking of the powerful people at the Heavenly Soul level, Mr. Ba's face also showed enthusiasm.
With a helpless smile, Qin Yang shook his head: "Those things like Earth Soul and Heavenly Soul are too far for me. I'll just take it one step at a time."
"Bullshit, of course it has to be like that."
"Lao Ba, am I at the human soul level now?" Qin Yang asked with a smile.
"Human soul? Human soul, your sister, when you touch the edge of the sword's will, will you barely step into the human soul level. Now you are nothing. Even if the warrior touches the sword's will, you may not be able to step into the human soul level.
"That's because you met me." Mr. Ba was not polite at all.
Hearing this, Qin Yang was extremely depressed.
"Okay, I advise you to seize the time to practice. You and the boy named Zhang have agreed to a competition. Time is running out. Also, this is the hinterland of the mist swamp, and there are many dangers. Take it easy. I won't help anyway."
"***."
"roll!"
"Holy shit!"
Qin Yang fell heavily out of the heavy domain space. A yellow dog pounced on the ground and got up while cursing.
Taking two deep breaths and looking at the dim and moist dense forest, Qin Yang twisted his neck and calculated the time. It has been almost three months since he left the sect, and another inner disciple assessment is in progress.
Bar.
The half-year appointment is getting closer and closer.
Now his strength is only at the early stage of the second level of Huayuan Realm, but it is said that Zhang Heng is already a little master of Yuanyang Realm. It is not easy to defeat him. But since he said those words, Qin Yang secretly vowed in his heart that he must do it.
arrive.
Master Ba’s words still echoed in his mind. After condensing the sword intention, the mental power can be regarded as the human soul level. However, it is not that easy to condense the sword intention. The sword intention is a sword practitioner’s dream. The attack power of the sword intention can be counted after condensing it.
The growth of double or even tenfold will lay the foundation for the sword field that follows.
"Sword Intent, let's practice the sword technique completely first." Qin Yang murmured while stroking Tian Jue Sword.
Recalling Master Ba's expression just now, Qin Yang is also very interested in strong men who have cultivated their mental power to a high level. Let's not talk about the Heavenly Soul Master for now, that is just a legend. As for the Earth Soul Master, his strength must be very terrifying.
.
The Eighth Master has lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Although it is not explained, he must have only stayed at the earth soul level and has not yet touched the heaven soul level.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Qin Yang's mind. He was the owner of the Tianjue Sword. It would be great if he could cultivate his spiritual power to the level of Tianhun in the future.
I thought so, but I was shocked by this idea!
"Huh~~~ If I know what I think, I'll probably make trouble again." Shaking his head, Qin Yang turned around and disappeared into the forest.
It has been more than two months since I entered the misty swamp. Some things happened back and forth, and I also encountered dangers, but I didn't find any clues about my mother.
Gradually, Qin Yang had the intention of giving up. Perhaps he was right. Eight years had passed, and even if there were clues, they had disappeared. Perhaps the bandit leader’s words could not be fully believed, or they were not entirely sure about capturing his mother.
People really walked into the foggy swamp.
"That's all, just treat it as an experience."
Just when Qin Yang was about to move, the corner of a building in the distance came into view.
"Does anyone live here?"
At this moment, Qin Yang felt hot in his heart. This was the hinterland of the misty swamp. If there was someone here, would there be any clues about his mother? Thinking of this, Qin Yang could not wait to speed up his pace and rush towards the building.
go.
"The small building leaning on the mountain listens to the wind and rain, and the director of the small building beside the water misses his lovesickness."
Qin Yang looked at the two lines of characters in front of Xiaozhu's door. They were very artistic words and sentences. Judging from the strokes of the fonts, it should be a woman here, but who could be here?
With strong curiosity, Qin Yang clasped his fists and said loudly: "Is there anyone here?"
The voice fell, the door was closed tightly, and there was no movement of breath.
After frowning, Qin Yang said again: "Junior Qin Yang has no intention of passing through this place. Please forgive me for disturbing me."
Although no one appeared and there was no aura fluctuation, Qin Yang was sure that there was someone living here. The surroundings of the small building were very clean. For a small building to appear in a place like the misty swamp and be so tidy, he would not say that there was no one there.
will believe it.
"In that case, I'm sorry to bother you, junior." After saying that, Qin Yang turned around, but before he could move, the sound of the door opening came from behind.
Qin Yang retracted the foot he had just raised, and turned to look at the door of Xiaozhu. When he saw a woman in green clothes, he was suddenly startled. His throat moved a few times, and his nose felt sour, but he quickly adjusted himself.
.
"Hello!"
The woman in Tsing Yi nodded slightly, wearing a crescent-colored tight-waisted gauze skirt, which highlighted her plump and graceful figure. Against the background of green lotus leaves and sparkling waves, she looked even more fairy-like, making her figure look more elegant.
Her stunning appearance has been elevated to another level.
so similar!
Qin Yang put his hands behind his back and pulled her tightly into his fist. This woman looked so much like his mother, but he knew that she was not his mother.
Qin Yang's reaction made the woman in Tsing Yi a little surprised. She didn't know the young man in front of her, so why would he look at her like this? There was no lust in this look that belonged to a man, but a kind of longing.
Why does he have that look in his eyes?
"Who are you?" After thinking for a while, the woman in green clothes asked.
After twitching his cheeks, Qin Yang smiled calmly: "Passers-by."
"Yes." She responded calmly, and the woman in green breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Go away, you shouldn't come here."
After being stunned for a moment, Qin Yang did not respond immediately. He could feel that the woman in Tsing Yi's calmness contained a lot of repulsion.
"good!"
Qin Yang cupped his fists and just turned around when another person appeared behind him, a man who looked to be about thirty years old.
The man frowned and looked at Qin Yang with disdain in his eyes, but at the same time he was also curious that a person with such a weak strength could actually come to the hinterland of the misty swamp.
The other party's reaction was seen by Qin Yang, and he laughed at himself, but he didn't do anything drastic. He could tell without thinking that this man and woman were not ordinary people. He was not stupid enough to offend him, so he nodded at the man.
Head, strode away.
"Wait." Before he could walk out of the courtyard, a man's voice came from behind.
Qin Yang paused and looked at him curiously, still saying nothing.
The man approached slowly, his deep eyes fixed on Qin Yang's face, and he suddenly grinned: "How old is my little brother this year?"
What did this mean? Qin Yang was very puzzled. He couldn't understand why the man asked this. After thinking about it, he clasped his fists and said, "Exactly eighteen."
"Eighteen, haha, eighteen is good. Looking at you, I suddenly think of someone. Do you know me, little brother?" The man relaxed and asked with a tentative tone.
The woman in green standing at the door suddenly shrank her pupils twice, and stared at Qin Yang with a pair of beautiful eyes. Suddenly, her heart was churning like an angry wave.
It does seem like that person!
No wonder he felt an inexplicable throbbing just now, no wonder his eyes looked so strange just now.
But if he is really related to that person, he shouldn't be here.
"Who?" Qin Yang looked at the man and asked.
"Tian Qing!" The man looked directly at Qin Yang, trying to see something in his eyes.
Tianqing!
What does this name mean? Qin Yang could not conceal his inner excitement. He did not forget his grandfather's words when he left Qinjia Village.
Who is Tian Qing? Tian Qing is his father Qin Haotian.
But who is this man, and why does he know his father’s name?
"No, the origins of these two people are unknown, so we must be cautious." Thinking this in his heart, Qin Yang shook his head: "I'm sorry, I don't know this person."
Qin Yang's answer made the man smile. Although he denied everything, his reaction had already betrayed him.
"Don't you want to know his whereabouts?" The man said with a smile, and his deep eyes were extremely lethal and had the power to penetrate the heart.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you mean." At this point, Qin Yang was completely sure that this person knew his father's whereabouts, but his vigilance was also raised to the extreme.
He felt so conflicted. It was his obsession with finding his father that kept him going, thinking about finding relevant clues all the time. But now that there was a person standing in front of him, he hesitated.
"Hehehe." Taking two steps forward, the man crossed his arms and said with interest: "Then do you want to know who I am?"
The man's words made Qin Yang puzzled again.
"What if I told you that my name is Murong Tianqi." Finally, the smile on the man's face became even brighter.
Murong Tianqi!
Qin Yang trembled all over!
This man is Murong Tianqi, the man who once fought with his father and saw him for the last time.
It's him!
"I heard just now, your name is Qin Yang, right?" Murong Tianqi turned to look at the woman in green, and suddenly pulled out the soft sword on his body, and placed the cold sword on Qin Yang's neck, and the smile on his face disappeared
Missing: "You are Tian Qing's son, Tian Qing, Qin Haotian, what I said is right."