"Ye Yang!"
In the Big Dipper Holy Land, Zhao Qingyu looked at the portrait in his hand, his face turning pale.
At the bottom of the portrait, there were nine specially marked words.
Blackheaven Saint Son, Ye Yang, Ye Changxing.
It was unknown how this portrait was taken, but it showed Ye Yang facing Li Wuyi. His eyes were calm and filled with dignity, and the two contradictions were combined.
His gaze was like that of a god in the sky, looking at the ants. He didn't look down on them, but he didn't take them to heart.
She was so familiar with this gaze that she would dream about it every night.
The situation of that day was still vivid in his mind.
That gaze, that sword
"How could it be him? What kind of stupid thing did I do?”
Endless regret filled Zhao Qing Yu's heart. He had missed such a person.
Although Zhao Qing Yu knew that if he didn't do anything, this man wouldn't look at her, he still felt a little regretful.
"Senior sister apprentice, senior sister apprentice, some disciples of the south courtyard are performing.”
At this moment, a young man's voice came from outside the house. There was a hint of joy in his voice.
Zhao Qing Yu broke free from his regret and frowned.
"I'm not going. There's still Junior Brother Yuan. I have my fiancé.”
Zhao Qingyu reached out a hand and stroked the portrait in his hand. He took a deep breath and said.
" Senior Sister!" The figure outside the door was about to say something when another figure appeared outside Zhao Qingyu's door.
She was pure and flawless, holding a sword in her arms, and her demeanor could topple cities and countries, like a fairy among swords.
The young disciple's eyes widened slightly. He looked extremely shocked on the outside, but deep in his eyes, there was a trace of terrifying greed.
"Greetings, Holy Maiden!"
The young disciple lowered his head slightly and respectfully said before quickly retreating.
Saintess?
Zhao Qingyu's eyes suddenly changed. Even though he didn't believe that the noble Saintess would appear in the outer sect disciples 'residence, he couldn't help but open the window.
The first thing she saw was the figure that she admired.
Qin Xinglan, who had awed the younger generation of the Holy Land.
"Zhao Qingyu, a disciple of the outer sect's north courtyard, greets the Saintess!”
It was at this moment that Ye Yang's system luck power fluctuated slightly and increased by a little.
"Zhao Qingyu, right? You know the Long Star Saint Son, right?"
Qin Xinglan looked at Zhao Qingyu and asked. Her eyes were full of curiosity.
"Eh?" Zhao Qing Yu was stunned. What was going on?
A moment later, Zhao Qingyu understood what the Holy Land's investigative ability meant. All of her secrets had been discovered.
This included the fact that he had left the Holy Land to break off the engagement with the mysterious Holy Son of the Mysterious Sky Holy Land.
"You actually broke off the engagement with a man like this? What were you thinking back then?"
Qin Xinglan said as she looked at the portrait in her hand. She didn't notice Zhao Qingyu's increasingly sorrowful expression.
In her heart, this outer sect disciple had already been equated with stupidity.
"Saintess, he is a lunatic, a true lunatic, but he is also a genius, a genius that I can't even imagine.”
Zhao Qing Yu's voice was low but firm.
Even if she knew in her heart what kind of stupid things she had done, even if she knew that the person she looked down on was someone she could not reach from the beginning, and she was a toad from the beginning.
However, she still firmly believed that Ye Yang was a lunatic, a real lunatic.
"Tell me about him."
Qin Xinglan only knew that there was a disciple in her family's Holy Land who was engaged to Ye Yang, so she came over to ask curiously.
Zhao Qing Yu didn't hide anything and told him everything about Ye Yang.
Qin Xinglan was silent as she touched the sword in her hand.
A strange light gradually flashed in his eyes.
" Is Ye Yang sharpening his sword every ten years?"
Ye Shuge had just finished his breakthrough and walked out of the secret chamber. For some reason, he suddenly had an inexplicable premonition that big trouble was coming.。
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Seven days later.
In the Mysterious Heavenly Holy Land, Ye Yang exited his cultivation state and looked at the Power of Fate in the System Interface with a dumbfounded expression.
He didn't seem to have done anything.
Normal cultivation could also stir the power of providence?
It shouldn't be. What new hot shot is by my side?
"I don't think so. There doesn't seem to be any strange people in the Mysterious Sky Holy Land. Forget it, let's not think too much about it for now.”
He stood up gently, waved his robe, and swept away the spirit stones that had turned into powder around him.
After leaving his house, he looked at Ming Jianfeng and the environment that had become a little messy. He thought about whether he should take in a few servant disciples to Ming Jianfeng and tidy them up during his daily life.
However, there was no hurry. Ye Yang had left his cultivation because he had thought of something. Why was Qin Xinglan's sword intent so pure?
Pure ice, this kind of sword essence, was not cultivated under normal circumstances.
After leaving the mountain and walking in the small world of the Mysterious Sky Holy Land, he met a disciple. Before he could say anything, the disciple bowed respectfully and said that the Holy Son had any instructions.
This was the first time Ye Yang had seen such a situation. He paused for a moment and then asked the disciple to collect Qin Xinglan's information and send it to Ming Jianfeng.
Half a day later, Ye Yang's eyes shone with a strange light as he read the information in his hand.
She practiced swordsmanship at eight, gained Sword Intent at ten, defeated the younger generation of the Big Dipper Holy Land at fifteen, defeated Mu Qiming with nine swords at sixteen, and had the potential to be the number one in the Holy Land at eighteen. What a remarkable woman.
If he was so infatuated with the sword, he would probably only have the sword in his eyes for the rest of his life.
No wonder the sword intent was so pure.
Ye Yang shook his head with a smile and put the information aside.
I'm looking forward to the battle with you, but I don't know if you can comprehend the Prominent Divine Heavenly Technique. Otherwise, if I break through, you won't be a match for my sword.
Every time he broke through, the increase in his strength could be said to be terrifying.
Qin Xinglan…His talent was outstanding, but compared to him at this moment, the gap between the same realm was a little big.
Ye Yang shifted his gaze back to the System Interface and temporarily put Qin Xinglan to the back of his mind.
" Host: Ye Yang
[Realm: Extraordinary (32%)]
[Body: Green Sky Mysterious Sword Body (14%)]
[Cultivation Method: Yuantian Heart Sutra (14%), Starry Immortal Body (2%)]
[Talent: Sword Dao]
[Divine Power: Heavenly Heart Sword (35%), Emperor Dao Royal Heaven Sword Art (30%)]
[Power of Fate: 1/200]
In seven days, the difference in strength was not small, especially the Emperor Dao Royal Heaven Sword Art. Every increase in percentage meant a huge leap in comprehension.
The function of the system was that the stronger one was, the more heaven-defying it was.
After so many days, Ye Yang had learned a little about Ye Qincang's power. He could be described as a master who could defy the world. His strength was determined by his understanding of the Great Way and the Origin.
He had already reached the limit of his god body god art.
The boost to their strength was already negligible.
However, Ye Yang was different. After he developed something to the limit, it would directly sublimate.
For example, the current godly body didn't have much of a boost to that realm. However, as his strength increased, the godly body would break through several levels and reach that realm. It would have a terrifying boost.
The stronger the system's functions, the more terrifying it would be.
Most importantly, the system had some hidden functions.
For example, the percentage of a cultivation technique. After entering the basics, one's comprehension would naturally deepen.
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