But in Di Yun's opinion, Ye Wei is the real master, master, master.
But when I saw Ye Wei walking, sitting or lying down, his aura was constantly strengthening. Although the amount of his true aura was far inferior to that of Di Yun, his essence was extremely pure, and it circulated unimpeded in his body, circulating over and over again, with endless magical effects.
In comparison, Di Yun saw that his inner strength of Shenzhao Jing was sluggish and turbid. Compared with Ye Wei, Di Yun was in heaven and on earth.
However, Di Yun did not know that, as a magical power that could bring the dead back to life after being mastered, this Shenzhao Sutra had the magical effect of cleansing the meridians, cutting marrow, and reshaping the body during practice. His body was severely injured, and he died once, which caused the turbid air to enter.
The weight of his body is not much greater than that of Ye Wei at the beginning of his rebirth.
But Di Yun didn't know that his Shen Zhao Jing's progress was more than ten times faster than that of Ding Dian. With such a low starting point, his results in two years were almost as good as Ding Dian's twenty years.
As for the Blood Knife Sutra, an evil skill that was already progressing very quickly, the speed at which Di Yun practiced it was even more terrifying.
Why would the Blood Sword Ancestor tell him that he had Baoxiang's true biography when he saw Di Yun? It wasn't because Di Yun's Blood Sword Sutra realm was terrifying. Otherwise, how could the Blood Sword Ancestor say "the sixth generation Ancestor Di Yun"?
Di Yun didn't know, and Ye Wei naturally didn't bother to explain.
In an atmosphere of mutual admiration for each other's amazing talent, the two of them buried Yan Kuan's body hastily and rushed back to Di Yun's hometown in Maxipu, western Hunan.
When he arrived at the door of his house, Di Yun almost couldn't believe his eyes.
The three huts beside the stream and willow trees have turned into a large house with white walls and black tiles.
Although the house was sloppily designed and poorly decorated, its size alone was enough to overwhelm Di Yun.
"Hey, don't you always want to go back to your hometown? Your second uncle is quite good. He has repaired the house for you and is just waiting for you to get a wife."
Ye Wei stood at the door with a smile and teased Di Yun. The latter sighed and knocked on the door.
But he saw a middle-aged man walking out of the door. He looked at Di Yun arrogantly and asked, "What are you doing?"
As soon as the man finished speaking, he was about to drive them away, but he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. When he looked up, he saw a giant man's big hand squeezing his shoulder.
"It hurts, it hurts! If you have something to say, you have something to say!"
It was Ye Wei who arrested the person. He said in a cold voice: "Tell me! Where is Yan Daping?"
"Yan Daping? What Yan Daping? Who are you?" Yan Daping has always been cautious. The team that digs holes often changes every half a year. If anything happens, the housekeeper will come forward. This foreman has been here with the team for a long time.
Half a month, will there be a chance to meet Yan Daping?
"This is my home." Di Yun said quietly.
"What? Is this your home?" The man exclaimed, "Oh! I am a foreman! Someone hired us to do work, what should I know?"
"You don't know, but I do!" Ye Wei carried the other person, "Does Yan Daping think that Di Yun is in jail, and is planning to take over the treasure trove of the old Di family?"
"What?" The foreman looked at Ye Wei and exclaimed, "Is there really a cornucopia?"
"Nonsense!" Ye Wei sneered and threw the foreman out the door, "Why don't you get out of here?"
The foreman was lying at the door, looking into the room with regretful eyes, but when he saw Ye Wei's fierce expression, he ran away without saying a word.
"Haha, my nephew, you are really capable! You are worthy of being Qi Changfa's apprentice!"
A cold and old voice came from inside the house.
When Di Yun heard the other party's voice, he raised his head and exclaimed: "Why is it you?"
I saw a person walking out of the house. He was thin, with piercing eyes. He was dressed in rich clothes and holding a dragon-head crutch. He was about fifty years old. Could he be the old beggar who taught him three moves back then?
When Di Yun saw the old beggar for the first time, what he originally thought was that if the old beggar hadn't taught him three moves, he might have been beaten by thousands of disciples. However, he thought that this old beggar turned out to be Yan
Daping, the meaning is completely different.
"Uncle Yan taught me the three sword skills. He must not have any good intentions. It is most likely related to the Liancheng Jue. The purpose is to arouse Master Wan's suspicion and make Master Wan fight with my master... Sword
Swordsmanship, swordsmanship..."
A bright light flashed across Di Yun's heart, he caught the light and secretly said: "Yes! Tang poetry swordsmanship!"
Before Ye Wei could speak, Di Yun said loudly: "Brother Ye, lend me a knife!"
When Ye Wei heard Di Yun speak, he thought to himself: "I'm going to use Yan Daping to test my current strength, that's fine."
Ye Wei simply took out the bloody knife and threw it to Di Yun.
Di Yun held a knife in his hand and attacked Yan Daping furiously.
Di Yun did not hold the knife with his fingerless right hand like in the original work, but held the knife with his left hand, which made the already weird blood knife technique even better!
"Haha! My good disciple, I don't know where to practice some amazing skills, but you dare to take action against my uncle?"
Yan Daping chuckled, stamped his cane on the ground, and pulled out a long sword.
But I saw a dazzling white light and heard an endless sound of ding-ding-ding-ding.
It's just that the two people fighting against each other had completely different moods.
Di Yun wanted to solve years of doubts from Yan Daping's sword skills, such as Qi Changfa's attitude towards him, why Yan Daping taught him three sword skills and caused Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa to fight, etc.
After less than ten moves in the fight, Di Yun already believed what Ye Wei said, except for Nan Siqi and the Blood Sword Ancestor, there was no one he could not defeat.
"Why is the internal strength of the second uncle so sparse? Or is it that my internal strength is too strong? Looking back, the two swordsmen and bells are really not powerful characters. I thought of them too cleverly..."
"Sure enough, if we only look at the sword moves, the Second Master's Tang Poetry Sword Technique is indeed much more powerful and subtle than the Lying Corpse Sword Technique..."
"It's a pity that this swordsmanship in Tang Dynasty is also full of wrong moves. It feels like it was mistransmitted on purpose. There are redundant moves one after another. If it were Brother Ye, the second uncle might not be able to catch a single move..."
Seeing that Di Yun was able to cope with him even when he was walking, Yan Daping was so shocked that he held the sword secret, shook his right wrist, and turned the sword tip seven times in a row, with the intention of stabbing Di Yun's chest.
However, Di Yun ignored Yan Daping's seven meaningless circles and pointed the blade directly at the opponent's throat.
Yan Daping was horrified and wanted to sheath his sword, but Di Yun easily picked his hand.
"You...you got the sword manual?" Yan Daping covered his hand. He never imagined that the Tang poetry swordsmanship he had obtained from the iron-bone Mocalyx Mei Niansheng true biography, which was rampant in the world, could be easily broken by Di Yun.
, he didn’t even have time to release the poisonous scorpion he had painstakingly fed!
Di Yun shook his head. Although he still didn't know that Liancheng Sword Manual was the anthology of Tang poems that Qi Fang used to clip Butterfly, he already understood it - "Tang Poetry Sword Technique" is "Liancheng Sword Technique".
Wan Zhenshan, Qi Changfa and Yan Daping all passed down fake moves to their descendants one by one - because whoever passed down the real moves meant that he had cracked Liancheng's swordsmanship and was not afraid of the swordsmanship being passed on to others.
So Yan Daping only taught Di Yun three moves, and asked Wan Zhenshan to "confirm" that Qi Changfa had obtained the sword manual, and then he became murderous.