True Martial World

"What the **** is this..."

Gray clothing sword spirit looked at the leaves of Yi Yun's hand, murmured, he was still immersed in the shock before.

The white boy has already made two steps and made two steps to the front of Yi Yun.

"Show it to me!"

The white boy couldn’t help but say that he would grab the leaves of Yi Yun when he reached out. It wasn’t that he wanted to grab it. He just thought it was too unbelievable. But when he caught it, he suddenly felt the heart burning, as if the leaf was a fire. After he grabbed the leaves, he burned his hands and hurt.

The muscles of the white boy’s face twitched and he could only retract his hand.

He blinked and looked at the leaf with some frustration. The tree was spiritual and the road was also spiritual. He could not catch the leaf, apparently because he could not get the approval of the leaves.

However, Yi Yun, a young man who only stayed on the Jianyi Xiaocheng, said that it is a lower-level genius. He said that it is a rural indigenous person, but he has been recognized by Dao Ye.

On his own, he is the guardian spirit of Xianfu, and the Xianfu where he is located is also the top one in this great universe. This Taoist tree is the town tree of this Xianfu.

He is a fairy-hearted spirit, and he can't go to the leaves of the **** tree in the town. Yiyun, a native of the country, can let the leaves fall off and automatically float to his palm.

How can this gap not let the white boy feel frustrated?

"You... how did you do it..."

It seems that the white boy still has difficulty accepting this fact.

"Predecessors, I am not sure."

Yi Yun said innocently.

Yi Yun naturally knows what is going on. In fact, when the road fell, even Yi Yun himself was a little surprised. He did not expect that he realized the life of the fallen leaves in the spiritual world and opened his eyes. This spiritual world Everything turned out to be the projection of reality, and the leaves of the tree really fell.

However, Yi Yun knows that the tree will fall, not because of himself, but because of Amethyst.

Because Amethyst, the **** of heaven and earth that controls energy, is in its own body, so the leaves of the trees fall for the amethyst.

Amethyst was originally equivalent to Heaven, and even represented the law of the highest heaven, and the tree is the condensation of heaven. This leaf is not to pursue itself, but to pursue the heavens.

This tree is a whole, but each of its leaves has its own life, and the leaves themselves make choices when seeking.

One leaf falls off, a young sprout grows, the leaves of the tree are not small, and the fallen leaves are like children growing up, leaving the mother and going to the outside world.

Yi Yun thought of a move, this road leaf was actually integrated into his body. He clearly saw that the road leaf is like ice crystals falling into the water, slowly melting, leaving only the middle veins at the beginning. Then the veins disappeared...

A leaf, integrated into his blood, and from the blood, into his heart, that is where Amethyst is.

Amethyst did not block the leaves, this leaf smoothly entered the amethyst and re-condensed in the amethyst.

The crystal green leaves, like the most beautiful jade carvings, are quietly suspended in the amethyst space.

At this time, the breeze blew, the branches and leaves of the tree swayed gently, and the sand rustled in the wind. It seemed to be responding to Yi Yun, and also said goodbye to the leaves of the leaves.

Yi Yun looked up at the top of the tree, the sparse green leaves were equally crystal clear, three thousand roads, like the three thousand avenues, the road leaves are small, but they contain the heavens and the earth.

"Into it..."

Seeing that the leaves are integrated into Yiyun's body, the white boy's mouth twitches slightly, and he naturally cannot track where the leaves have merged into Yiyun's body.

He can easily see through the energy flow in Yi Yun, but he can't see the leaves and amethyst. The existence of both is beyond his perception.

"What's your name?"

The white boy, this asked the name of Yi Yun. Before he was arrogant, he did not want to ask Yi Yun’s name.

Now, he is proud of being defeated by a leaf.

Although he is strong, he is only an instrumental spirit. He can't understand that Daoshu is planted in Chunyang Jiangong, but it does not belong to Chunyang Jiangong. White teenagers naturally cannot control the Tao.

In fact, over the years, the white boy has always been a godly tree, and if you like, the tree can leave at any time. In the future, the Pure Yang Jian Palace was destroyed. This tree may be immortal and still exist between heaven and earth.

"Return to the predecessors, the younger generation is easy."

Yi Yun walked a courtesy and respectful attitude.

The reverence of Yi Yun, but let the white boy look up, in the world of the warrior, to the respect of the people, Yi Yun is recognized by the tree, and young, the future is bound to be great.

As a spiritual person, he will live for up to ten million years in the future. He does not say that strength cannot progress. In fact, he has to regress. This is in comparison with Yi Yun.

The white boy has a self-knowledge. In this case, he is arrogant and cannot pose in front of Yiyun.

He said: "You don't have to salute me. Since you have approved your success as a master, when you have enough strength and completely control the sword palace, then you are the master of the next sword palace, and my master. ”

"At that time, I was saluting you."

The white boy looked at Yi Yun, and his eyes changed from the original shackles to the expectations.

He hopes that Yi Yun will grow up and become a generation of sages. He will dominate Haotian and dominate the world. At that time, he can also safely dissipate the cost source energy.

"Predecessors have said that the road to the martial arts of the younger generation has just started, and it is necessary to rely on the guidance of the seniors. As a result, the predecessors are the masters of the younger generation."

Yi Yun’s attitude is modest. He knows that his martial arts road is still very long. Amethyst can be his help, but he can’t rely entirely on Amethyst.

"I can't afford your master." The white boy shook his head quickly. "Your master is the master."

Although the white boy is proud, he is sincere and loyal to his master of the sword palace.

At this time, the old man in the gray coat also came over. He looked at Yi Yun and his eyes were full of hope.

"Your body is full of mystery, your future, the old can not see through, but although you have entered the Temple of Enlightenment, but in other places in this fairy palace, there are prohibitions left by the master, even if I am white, but also Can't control, those places, you should still be unable to go now."

"I will take you to Tiangong Pavilion and pick two treasures that you can use. It should be able to play a role in your growth..."

"Thank you for your predecessors." Yi Yun naturally does not expect to enter the Temple of Enlightenment, and he will be able to take charge of the entire pure Yang Jian Palace.

As for the treasures of Tiangongge, he is very much looking forward to it.

The old gray-haired old man said that he could only get a treasure that was used by powerful people, but now it is two.

The original treasure is probably the rule set by the owner of Chunyang Jiangong, and this other one may be given extra by the Grey Sword Spirit.

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