Chapter 158: Oath Master Ceremony (four more)

After sending away the Queen Yushuangling, Ye Yang said hello to everyone, and then returned to her room and sat down slowly.
Expanding inwardly, I saw a small sword similar to its size floating above its spiritual seed.
With the movement of the spiritual power, one after another surged into the sword body, and Xiao Jian issued a shout of excitement, greedily absorbing the spiritual power.
With the nourishment of spiritual power, the sword became brighter and brighter, giving Ye Yang a faint message of gratitude, which made Ye Yang very excited.
The Emperor Yushuang once said that the power of a Chinese artifact depends on the nourishment of the spirit itself, but it is impossible for any spirit to supply spiritual power without reservation.
But Ye Yang is different. He wants to advance is to consume constantly. Now that he has this magical tool, he can practice all the time. It can serve two purposes.
Ye Yang nourishes the small sword with the spiritual power in his body. I believe it won't be long before he can help it fight.
"Since you came from the abyss of the underground, let's call you Longyuan Sword. The dragon is submerged in the abyss, and he will fly soaring into the sky every day." Ye Yang looked at the small sword in his body and said quietly.
The "Om" little sword beeped softly, as if responding to Ye Yang.
"Okay, I'll call you Long Yuanjian in the future, and smile with me in the future." Ye Yang Haha smiled, reached out and came up with a cheat book.
Gently stroking the handwriting "Imperial Sword Technique" above, Mu Yuqing's pretty face floated in front of her eyes, and Ye Yang's heart surged warmly.
This imperial sword is a manuscript, which is covered with Juan Xiu's teeny lower case, and also stained with Mu Yuqing's unique aroma, which is definitely out of her skill.
It is just that "Yu Jian Shu" is one of the treasures of the three major towns of Yuhua Palace. It is logically not to be transmitted, but Mu Yuqing and his apprentices copied it to Ye Yang, and the feeling was too heavy.
Ye Yang carefully studied all the way, he did not want to miss a word. After half an hour, Ye Yangzhen took it seriously.
Royal sword skill is different from the original magic trick that Mu Yuqing taught him in the lava cave, which is just an entry-level technique.
Royal swordsmanship is a master-level skill. Although the grade is not specified, Ye Yang knows that it is definitely above the ranks.
Even with his understanding, he had to watch an hour before he barely mastered the most basic techniques. What surprised Ye Yang most was that there was a secret method that could increase the number of Longyuan swords.
This is simply a mystery against the sky. As long as the spiritual power is sufficient, it can be used to copy the sword mane similar to the 80% power of Longyuan Sword.
Although this sword is not a physical one, it is copied with the spirituality of Longyuan Sword and condensed with spiritual power, but the power is still extremely powerful.
The split theory above the cheats is a bit similar to what Ye Yang originally gave, and Meng Fei's transplantation of the spiritual power in the body is similar, which will cause some damage to the body.
But as long as there is sufficient spiritual power, this replication can be carried out indefinitely, which can be said to be extremely anti- heavenly.
Imagine that a spiritual person is controlling hundreds or even thousands of weapons. Who in the same level can resist?
Ye Yang smiled slightly, turned on his spiritual power, stripped a trace of his body energy on the Long Yuan Sword, and nourished.
With the infusion of spiritual power, the sword gradually began to grow larger, and the original sword-like body began to solidify.
Ye Yang reached out and another translucent Long Yuan sword appeared in Ye Yang's hand, and he shook gently. The stone platform in front of him separated silently and the cut surface was like a mirror.
"In terms of sharpness, it is comparable to ordinary weapons, but it seems that it is not strong enough, and it takes a long time to nourish."
Ye Yang retracted the spirit sword. When he saw Long Yuan Sword in his body, Ye Yang was startled. Long Yuan Sword lost all his glory, as if he was dying.
Hurry to run the full body in the body, nourish the Dragon Yuan Sword without reservation, after Ye Yang increased the spiritual nourishment, Dragon Yuan Sword slowly resumed vitality.
Ye Yang sighed for a long time, secretly blame himself for being too anxious, Long Yuan Jian had just started, and his body was extremely fragile. It was too dangerous to do so.
Fortunately, nothing serious happened. Ye Yang nourished the two swords at the same time, and later decided to use only the spirit sword to fight, so that even if it was lost, it could be copied.
After practicing the sword again for a while, a knock on the door interrupted Ye Yang's practice. "Master Tianwuhou, the oath ceremony is about to begin soon, please move."
Ye Yang reluctantly retreated from the practice, opened the door and went out.
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Eight hundred thousand troops have been assembled on the martial arts field that stretches for hundreds of miles in front of the Imperial Palace. One by one, the guns are bright and the whole body exudes a sense of killing.
Although they are not the protagonists of today, they are still enthusiastic, because this is the largest battle against Wuda since the founding of the Tianwu Empire.
When Ye Yang and his party arrived, she actually saw the blue butterfly on the square. At this time, she was already stable in the reign of Wu Wang, and she was no longer floating like secret territory.
Seeing Ye Yang's arrival, Lan Caidie pulled a middle-aged man and came to Ye Yang and said, "Ye Yang, introduce to you, this is my father."
Ye Yang saw that this middle-aged man was a bit like Lan Wenjun, and he knew that it should be the father of Lancai Butterfly, which is also the owner of the city of the breeze-the blue sea mountain.
"Younger Ye Yang, met seniors" Ye Yang performed a younger ceremony.
Lan Haishan did not expect that the Tianwu Hou in the Tianwu Empire would be treated as a junior. When he met, he suddenly felt emotional, not proud and impatient, and was indeed the first person in the Tianwu princes.
"Tian Wuhou is so polite, I dare not be a hero. This time, I would like to thank Tian Wuhou for rescuing the little girl in a secret place," Lan Haishan thanked.
Ye Yang thought of Lan Wenjun, and said in a sad way, "He is very sorry for Brother Wenjun."
On the contrary, Lan Haishan's big hand waved, "People who practice martial arts are struggling on the edge of life and death every day. Who can live forever? This time I led a group of masters in Qingfeng City to avenge Wenjun."
Ye Yang was startled and said, "Do you want to follow the battle yourself?"
You should know that most of the city owners are hereditary nobles. They rarely participate directly in the war, and they are often only responsible for guarding.
Blue Ocean Mountain Road "This time not only we have Qingfeng City, but also Feixue City, Tianyi City, Pingnan City, this time we will have a real battle."
Ye Yang looked back and looked intently, and indeed four waves of horses stood on one side of the square, and King Pingnan and two other strange men came over.
A cold-faced man nodded to Ye Yang, looked at Ye Yuhan behind Ye Yang, and stopped talking.
Ye Yuhan said, "That's my father."
Ye Yang's crowd was astonished. It really turned out that what trees bear fruit, Ye Yuhan was cold enough, it was like a word of gold, and his old man didn't even vomit a word.
Or Pingnan Wang introduced to Ye Yang, this is the brother of the main owner of Feixuecheng-Yetianxing, who is also the helm of the night family.
During the introduction, a quarrel attracted them.
"Little bastard's wings have hardened, don't you think I won't be able to clean you up unless you go home?"
"Old man, I warn you, I'm confusing with the boss now, if you dare to hit me again, my boss will definitely clean up you"
"Fart, I'm righteous to hit you. Who can say anything?"
"Waffle, if you dare hit me, my brothers will definitely cut you into eight pieces."
I saw Meng Fei blushing with a black-faced big man, and they opened their mouths and shut their mouths, scolding "little assholes" and "old guys".
I heard everyone look at each other for a while.
Lan Haishan shook his head to explain to everyone that the dark-faced man was Meng Fei's father, named Meng Zhengxiong, and the master of Tianyi City.
Seeing the two noisy, the crowd quickly separated their father and son, and Ye Yang said to Meng Zhengxiong with an angry face, "Uncle Meng is going to dispel the fire, this boy Meng Fei is not very sensible, why should you care about him?"
Meng Zhengxiong dared to scold his son, but did not dare to be rude to Tian Wuhou, and hurriedly said, "Tian Wuhou is polite, my uncle said, I dare not be a hero in the future."
"Anyway, Meng Fei is my brother. You deserve this title," Ye Yang laughed.
Meng Zhengxiong hasn't spoken yet, Meng Fei said, "Hear not, I'm Tian Wuhou's brother. After that, we will be peers. You can't bully me."
Meng Zheng was so arrogant that his face turned black, and he was about to have an attack. Seeing Ye Yang's face sank, he said, "Meng Fei, how do you say that? Hurry and apologize to Uncle Meng."
Meng Fei was suddenly frightened, despite her reluctance, she insisted on saying "Dad, I was wrong"
Meng Zhengxiong obviously did not expect to kill Meng Fei, who refused to bow his head to himself. He actually apologized to himself under Ye Yang's words, and immediately felt like overturning the Wuwei bottle.
Meng Zhengxiong slowly took out a food container from the ring and handed it to Meng Feidao. "Your mother has been thinking about you since you left. This time I heard that you are about to go out, and made a box of your favorite peanuts when you were a kid. Crispy for you "
Meng Fei, who originally felt very aggrieved, was suddenly struck by lightning. His hands took the food container, and tears couldn't stop.
"Mother-in-law, the child is not filial" Meng Fei cried while holding the food container.
Ye Yang patted Meng Fei's shoulder. From Meng Fei's performance, it has long been seen that there is a certain obstacle in the communication between Meng Fei and his son. Right now is a good time to resolve the obstacle.
Ye Yang said, "In fact, your parents love you very much. I heard that you are about to go on a journey. The city's top combat power is coming. What else do you want?"
Meng Fei nodded, slowly stood up, and carefully closed the food container.
Meng Zhengxiong shouted, "This time you know, we care more about you, do you know what it means to have good intentions?"
Meng Fei scorned and said, "There is so much nonsense, don't you know what is implicit?"
"Little bastard, you ..."
Everyone was speechless. The father and son were definitely enemies. The atmosphere that had just been brewed just disappeared in a few words.
At this time, the ceremony of the oath teacher has begun, and Emperor Tianzheng Wu Zhengyang read out an exuberant poem.
After that, there are some ceremonies. After the ceremony, a loud drum sound will start.
Suddenly in the sky, more than a dozen Warcrafts appeared, rushing towards everyone.