A butterfly and a sword are enough in this life?

Jian Zhaoyang understood, but what does Lu Chunyang mean by butterfly?

Zhao Yang is destined to not get the answer to this answer now.

After laughing, Lu Chunyang's figure turned into white feathers and drifted away, and Zhao Yang suddenly sat up from the head of the bed.

Open the curtains and the sun hangs high outside.

The phone showed two o'clock in the afternoon, which means that Zhao Yang slept for ten hours.

Looking at the speeding car outside, Zhao Yang rubbed his wooden face and tried hard to think:

"My thoughts are still confused. What did I dream of just now?

Turning into a butterfly in a dream

I met Lu Chunyang, who didn't know whether it was a dream or a legacy mark.

Get his inheritance...

But why is it a butterfly?”

Zhao Yang gently tapped his fingers, and a milky white true energy overflowed from his fingertips, turning into a butterfly dancing on his fingertips.

The eyes are concentrated.

Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief after a little time:

"This is really a problem. Lu Chunyang, who is named Chunyang, actually uses Zhuangzi's method to teach inheritors. Although they are different, they are different from the two families after all..."

Zhao Yang, who didn't understand for the time being, chose to go to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water.

The cold cold water with a little rust smell hit the surface, causing Zhao Yang to escape from his trance.

"I'm just a stubborn person. How to teach is someone else's business, what I learned is my own...

What Lu Chunyang inherited was the path he had walked.

But I am not another Lu Chunyang,

There is no need to think about the meaning of his path, nor do you need to follow his path."

Looking at the tender face in the mirror, Zhao Yang pulled his face and saw it bounce back quickly and shake off the water droplets.

He smiled and said, "Although the road of our predecessors is easier to walk and can make people quickly climb to the top of the mountain, if you want to soar from the top of the mountain, you still have to look at your understanding of the road when you walk..."

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Zhao Yang, who solved all physiological problems, returned to bed and began to check the gains he had obtained.

This time, Lu Chunyang has brought him a lot of gains!

He couldn't notice it when he turned into a butterfly in his dream, but when he carefully checked it, Zhao Yang found that the harvest this time was beyond his imagination!

"First, the sword cultivator has been successful. Although he cannot add points without the attribute template, he has begun to break away from the system constraints on the other hand. This is not good or too bad for me.

Second, the advanced sword score of the six-style Pure Yang style, the Pure Yang Demon Sword Sword score has been unlocked.

Third, I just seemed to have displayed my true energy in reality?"

Feeling the faint but real sense of qi in his body, Zhao Yang raised his eyebrows and once again condensed a slight ray of true qi from his fingertips.

The milky white pure yang true energy can be seen with the naked eye, making Zhao Yang clearly recognize that this is not an illusion.

"It's indeed the Zifu Qi Practice... Although the amount is a little smaller, without the system's constraints, I think that practicing enough true qi in reality is just water grinding skills."

As a former tycoon of the soul, Zhao Yang is very confident about this.

For him, the practice before the soul was nothing more than a accumulation of resources and time. The only difficult thing was that this body itself did not have innate energy, so it was unable to practice.

Originally, I had to wait until the character in the game reached the innate level before replenishing the body, but now Lu Chunyang has helped him solve this necessary pre-awareness condition.

"I'll take a look, Zifu Qi Practice, Pure Yang Zifu Golden Pill Skill, Pure Yang Zixiao True Art, Pure Yang Demon Sword Skill, Pure Yang Five Thunder True Disassembly, Pure Yang Zixiao Divine Thunder,... Only the Pure Yang Sword Sutra?"

After carefully examining his Zhihai, Zhao Yang felt a little surprised.

In the previous life, he only obtained the six Pure Yang styles from Pure Yang, Pure Yang Qi Practice, Pure Yang Zixiao True Art, Pure Yang Demon Sword Skill. As for the secret method of forming elixirs and the two types of thunder methods in the Pure Yang Golden Pill, he did not master the secret method of forming elixirs and the same series as the Pure Yang ray.

The method of elixir formation and thunder are precisely the most precious methods!

Although sword cultivators believe that one sword can break all the methods, from the perspective of pure yang restraining yin objects, sword technique is just a conventional method, and thunder technique is the true meaning of pure yang!

Haven’t you seen that Lu Chunyang can kill dragons by the soul, but isn’t it still the stunning Pure Yang Zixiao Divine Thunder?

As for the method of forming alchemy...

After checking the secret method of "Pure Yang Golden Pill" in my memory, Zhao Yang's expression gradually changed from disapproving from the beginning to seriousness, until he could not suppress the surprise in his heart, and a smile appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

Fascinated by it, ecstatic!

"This is the Killing Pill... So what did I missed in my last life?"

Lying on the bed, watching the description of the path of the Pure Yang Jindan and the Golden Pill, even Zhao Yang's soul-level Taoist heart began to shake.

"If I had obtained this book in my previous life, I would probably choose to re-educate the military exercise..."

When he opened his eyes, a bitterness appeared on the corner of Zhao Yang's mouth.

Then he was stunned.

The complexion gradually turned pale,

Shihe's fingers burst out with sword energy unconsciously, shattering the bed beneath him!

Grieving his teeth, Zhao Yang squeezed out a sentence from the depths of his throat:

"No wonder the city lord decided that I had no hope of my immortal path...

Killing Dan?

Kill the elixir!

The one I produced in my last life is also called the Golden Pill?

A golden elixir is in my stomach, and from then on my life is inseparable from heaven...

Even the golden elixir cannot be fully formed. How did I cultivate my soul in my last life?

Hahaha, Jindan! Jindan!!!”

A crazy smile,

laughing out loud,

Smiling constantly,

It was not until tears burst out that Zhao Yang stopped with a cold expression.

He was writing wildly, and kept repeating the content of the Pure Yang Golden Pill Skill. In Zhao Yang's eyes, this Pill Skill is much more important than anything else he got!

"Cultivation starts with the golden elixir, and the golden elixir is fed with vitality.

You need to be pure at the beginning, stable at the beginning, and you need to nourish your spirituality every day...

The middle needs to intersect with one's life, to feel the soul, and to practice with nine turns...

Later, the body needs to be integrated into it, the soul needs to be immersed in it, and the self needs to be transformed into vitality...

Finally, you can get enough nourishment and break through the shell after four or nine heavenly tribulations!"

As he was writing, Zhao Yang unconsciously shed tears.

A golden elixir decision completely smashed his heart of Tao! It also made him understand the truth!

In the last life... Zhao Yang's cultivation in his memory was not smooth, but among all his peers, he was also considered a lucky person. It only took him more than twenty years from the practice of cultivation to the birth of the Nascent Soul.

Very fast speed.

Very fast!

Even faster than those genius monks in the Earth Immortal Realm itself!

Even in the earthly world, it will take nearly a hundred years for geniuses among mortals to stand out step by step.

But Zhao Yang only spent more than twenty years with the same conditions!

In my memory, he only thought it was caused by the golden trend of the Earth Era.

The memory on Earth told him that there were more monsters on Earth, and he was not outstanding among them, so Zhao ** had never doubted whether there was something wrong with him himself!

Make a elixir and give birth to a baby.

The Nascent Soul is warm to the top but cannot form a primordial spirit.

In the end, he had to be merciful to the Lord of Qingming, so he was given the Pure Yang Immortal Sword, and used the power of the Pure Yang Immortal Sword to help Zhao Yang form a soul.

After forming a soul, Zhao Yang's little uneasiness was also taken behind his head.

After all, the soul cannot be deceived!

But... he formed...

It is very likely that I don't have my own soul...

But...
Chapter completed!