The innate body-breaking invisible sword energy was created by the founder of the Power Gang, the largest gang in the world three hundred years ago, who fought alone in the world with the Yan Kuangtu.
This man is a martial arts prodigy who is rare to see in a hundred years, and his cultivation is already above that of Dongxuan. He is both good and evil, and his behavior is eccentric. His behavior has been too eccentric in his life, but his wisdom and martial arts, courage and courage are all the choices of the moment.
After Yan Kuangtu learned the unique skills of Shaolin and Tianren, he integrated his own understanding into them, introduced new ones, and embarked on his own path of martial arts.
This innate body-breaking invisible sword energy is the peerless martial arts created by Yan Kuangtu by modifying the martial arts of his predecessors. He does not practice sword moves, but only practices sword energy.
Yang Qingyuan had always only known that Liu Dufeng's sword skills were amazing, but he didn't expect that he practiced this unique skill. No wonder he could feel the sharpness of his sword energy when he first saw him.
As for the exchange of "Innate Wuji Gong", it doesn't matter. Yang Qingyuan's innate way can only be walked by himself. Others have no Tao pupils and cannot capture the innate yin and yang energy between the rising sun and the setting moon. That's how he got the technique.
It is also difficult to practice.
"Master Liu, I can give you my skills, but the conditions for practicing this skill are harsh! It may be difficult for others to achieve success."
Yang Qingyuan walked to the desk aside and started writing. Considering Liu Dufeng's cultural level, Yang Qingyuan specially used block letters.
In two quarters of an hour, Yang Qingyuan silently wrote the Xiantian Wuji Kung on the paper.
"Master Liu, if you have any questions, you can ask me, or you can discuss it with Mr. Zhuge. He has also been studying the Innate Wuji Kung recently."
Liu Dufeng took the paper and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, Liu will not spread this skill to others!"
Speaking of this matter, Yang Qingyuan also thought about it, "Liu Captou, I want to teach this sword technique to my subordinate Ye Jianhan, I wonder if it is possible?!"
Liu Dufeng was stunned for a moment. Ye Jianhan, when he last met, he felt that this person was like a famous sword being sharpened. He was a malleable talent. There was no such rising star among the six sects.
"Master Yang is really kind to his subordinates!" Liu Dufeng praised, "I have met this person before, and he is indeed a swordsman wizard. For such a person to practice this sword, it is also a good thing for this incomplete sword art, as long as it is not spread to outsiders.
That’s it!”
Yang Qingyuan cupped his hands and thanked him, "Then thank Liu Captou for Jian Han!"
If the Innate Invisible Body-Breaking Sword Qi was complete, it would indeed be valuable, but the current Innate Invisible Body-Breaking Sword Qi is incomplete. This martial art cannot even be practiced without Liu Dufeng's own version of Hunyuan Zhenqi.
So Liu Dufeng was happy to be a favor.
In the future, Ye Jianhan and he had a close relationship.
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After Liu Dufeng said goodbye, Yang Qingyuan immediately took Di Zhiyuan and Ji Yaohua to the settlement of Caoyun outside the city, called Caoyun Village.
Every great city has its light and dark sides.
Even a city as majestic as the City of Gods, which has never existed before, is no exception. Natural and man-made disasters, and land annexation will all cause people to flee.
This is the foot of the emperor and the center of the imperial court. No one will watch them starve to death, so to a certain extent, the city of God has become a refuge for refugees.
In the most prosperous city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they had no residence or household registration, and became the shadow behind the glory of the divine capital.
As soon as Yang Qingyuan entered the Cao Gong residence in the north of the city, he felt the atmosphere of another place, despair, poverty, struggle, and the opposite of God coming towards him.
He had studied in the Hanlin Academy for many years, but had never been here before. He didn't even know that God had such a place.
Yang Qingyuan came here to find someone, someone who could appease the boatmen and porters.
"Little girl, do you know where Wang Jiudi's home is?" Yang Qingyuan walked to a group of children playing on the roadside, squatted down and said to a little girl.
Yang Qingyuan is dressed luxuriously and looks like a scholar, but his Taoist natural and harmonious temperament makes people feel naturally friendly.
The little girl hesitated for a moment before saying, "Are you talking about Wang Daniu?"
"Wang Daniu?!"
"That's Uncle Wang Jiu! He's very strong and has a good temper, so everyone calls him Da Niu!"
Most of the common people here are illiterate, and some of them don't even have a given name. There may be three out of ten households with the surname Wang. To make it easier to distinguish them, they simply give them nicknames based on their personality traits.
There is nothing malicious about Wang Daniu, Wang Lame, or Wang Shouto.
"Little sister, do you know where he is?" Ji Yaohua also walked to the side, squatted down, and took out a small bag of candy from her arms.
Although Ji Yaohua is wearing a blue outfit and looks cool, the candy in her hand doubles her affinity.
The little girl swallowed, and then said, "I know, it's under the willow tree on the other side of the river...!"
Yang Qingyuan listened to the characteristics of the little girl, and then looked towards the river bank in the distance.
Well, there are willow trees everywhere in this place, and there are many houses under the willow trees. There are eighty or not one hundred households.
The little girl gestured for a long time and found that she couldn't explain clearly. She was so anxious that she almost cried. Then she thought, "How about I take you there!"
"Thank you, little sister!" Ji Yaohua handed the small bag of candy in her hand to the little girl.
The little girl took the candy and wrapped it carefully. After saying hello to the friends on the side, she led Yang Qingyuan and his group to a thatched hut by the river.
"Uncle Daniel, someone is looking for you!!"
The little girl walked to the door and shouted in a sweet voice.
Not long after, a woman came out with a smile, "It's five pounds! Why did I come to see your Uncle Ninth!?"
As soon as they went out, they saw Yang Qingyuan and others.
The clothes of Yang Qingyuan and his party are incompatible with the entire Caoyun Village, and their temperament is even more extraordinary.
"Who are these?!"
"Your Excellency, Yang Qingyuan, is Wang Jiudi's friend. If something happens, I came here to see him!"
The woman watched such a figure salute to her, and for a moment she didn't know where to put her hands. "Wang Jiu brother has gone to fetch water for Mrs. Liu, the neighbor next door. Please wait for a while and I will go find him."
After saying that, the woman immediately ran away.
Looking at the woman walking away, one of the detectives whispered, "This woman really doesn't know etiquette!"
"shut up!"
When Ji Yaohua saw Yang Qingyuan's serious expression, she immediately scolded the agent and told him to shut up.
After about tea time, Wang Jiudi and the woman hurried back together.
From far away, Wang Jiudi saw Yang Qingyuan. Although Yang Qingyuan was wearing casual clothes today, Wang Jiudi recognized him at a glance.
He immediately ran with his wife all the way and came to Yang Qingyuan, "The ninth brother of the grass-roots king, bow to the great master Qingtian."
As he spoke, Wang Jiudi knelt down to salute, and the woman beside him also knelt down. When they were kneeling, they found that they seemed to be supported by someone, and they couldn't kneel down no matter what!