Plane Copy Master

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!" After receiving the sword knowledge taught by Wu Yan and the sword skills of Dugu Nine Swords, Ao Jue certainly understood the power of these knowledge and sword skills, and said with a grateful expression on his face.

If he continues to practice according to the kendo knowledge in his mind, Ao Jue knows that his martial arts will definitely become a top master in the martial arts world.

At this time, Ao Jue felt very fortunate in his heart, fortunately he had decisively expressed his surrender to Wu Yan, otherwise, how could he get these things, how could he have the hope of becoming a top martial artist?

"No, you are not my disciple, I just passed on some martial arts to you." Wu Yan waved his hand and said to Ao Jue's words.

"Although for you, it is just a matter of convenience, but for me, it has opened up a wider possibility for my life. Your kindness to me is like reborn parents!" Ao Jue is serious Looking at Wu Yan, he opened his mouth and said, without feeling that these words were very disgusting at all.

"Okay, okay, then you can be considered as my registered disciple. Besides you, I have a personal disciple named Duanlang. You should have a chance to meet in the future, so as not to be a big The water rushed to the Dragon King Temple."

Some couldn't bear to be proud of this grateful and enthusiastic look, Wu Yan waved his hand and said.

"Duanlang? Is it the Duanlang who was known as a rare genius in the world in a hundred years? I didn't expect that he was also a disciple of the master. That's right. Only a master like you can teach such outstanding disciples."

Duan Lang, who was well-known in the world back then, became his senior brother, which made Ao Jue happy and even more grateful for his choice.

Although Ao Jue's flattering words sounded very comfortable, Wu Yan himself felt a little embarrassed, waved his hand, and after saying goodbye to Ao Jue and the others, he left Baijian Villa and returned to Zhonghua Pavilion here.

In the Zhonghua Pavilion, not only Wuming stayed here, but even the Sword Master had returned.

Regarding the matter of Tianxiahui, the Juggernaut briefly told Wu Yan that Wu Yan had gone to see it in person, so of course he knew what was going on.

"By the way, I heard from Wuming that you went to worship the sword villa to get the peerless sword? Why did you return empty-handed?" After briefly talking about what happened when he went to Tianxiahui, the sword master was surprised again Looking at Wu Yan, he asked.

With Wu Yan's ability, going to worship sword villa to get the sword, isn't it easy to catch?Actually returned empty-handed?

"Well, that peerless sword has a spirituality, and I have already recognized the young master of Baijian Villa as the master, so I simply left him the peerless sword, which is also a chance for him. In addition, the owner of Baijian Villa From now on, also submit to me."

In response to the sword master's question and the curious look in Wuming's eyes beside him, Wu Yan opened his mouth and briefly explained what happened at the Sword Sword Villa.

"Excalibur has a spirit? You actually gave up such an excalibur? You are willing to do so." Hearing Wu Yan's words, the sword master looked at Wu Yan like he was looking at a prodigal son.

Being able to give birth to spiritual wisdom, even though he has never seen a peerless sword, the Juggernaut can guess what kind of divine sword it is.

"What if I said, I have a better sword?" The Juggernaut looked at him with prodigal eyes, causing the corners of Wu Yan's mouth to twitch slightly, and said immediately.

Having the hand of yellow sand is also the main reason why Wu Yan gave up the peerless sword so simply.

Otherwise, even if Peerless Haojian recognizes himself as the master, Wu Yan will find a way to try to make Peerless Haojian recognize himself as the master.

"Oh? You took away the Wushuang Sword from our Wushuang City back then, but this time I have never seen you use the sword when I came back. You have a better sword? What is the sword in the fairy world like? Let me open my eyes Right?" Hearing Wu Yan's words, Juggernaut's eyes brightened a lot, and he looked at Wu Yan expectantly and asked.

"Yes, I also want to see how the swords in the fairy world are different from our mortal swords." Wuming next to him also believed what Wu Yan said that he went to the fairy world that day, so at this time, he also looked at it with some curiosity. Looking at Wu Yan, he asked.

"Okay, let me open your eyes." Wu Yan nodded with a smile on his face, and immediately lifted his palm, and Wu Yan took out the hand of Huangsha from the storage space.

After being strengthened by the strengthening gems, the attack power of the Hand of Yellow Sand equipment has increased by 680 points, which is comparable to the increase of 680 crystal points.

Even if placed on the plane of Fengyun, a fighter with 680 crystal points can be regarded as a top-notch master, and the extent of this increase can be seen.

"Good sword!" Looking at the khaki-colored long sword in Wu Yan's hand, the Juggernaut's eyes brightened a lot, and he couldn't help saying in admiration. While speaking, he took the sword in Wu Yan's hand with both hands, and watched it carefully.

As a person who has been immersed in the way of swords all his life, the sword master can naturally see a lot of things from the sword of the hand of Huangsha.

"Good thing, it contains powerful power. If it can be mobilized, my strength can be increased by at least [-]%. This kind of divine sword is indeed not a mortal thing, it is indeed a sword of the fairy world!" said the Sword Master. Eyes, full of amazement, looked at the hand of Huangsha, and said.

Although after reaching the realm of Juggernaut and Wuming, the effect of weapons has become smaller and smaller, but it is just that ordinary weapons are useless to them.

"This sword is good as long as it is good, but unfortunately, it is not something that ordinary people can control. Even I can hardly control this divine sword."

Compared with the Juggernaut, Wuming's vision is obviously better. After taking Huangsha's hand from the Juggernaut's hand and looking at it for a while, he also said with a look of amazement on his face.

"Wuming, you have already reached the realm of the Heavenly Sword, yet you can't control this divine sword?" The sword master next to him was completely dumbfounded after hearing Wuming's words, and said in surprise.

The realm of the Heavenly Sword is almost the limit that a sword practitioner can achieve. Is it really the sword of the fairy world?Although powerful, it is also difficult to control.

Surprised, the Juggernaut turned his head immediately, looked at Wu Yan with amazement in his eyes, and said: "You boy, your cultivation is already extraordinary, even if your weapon is nameless, you can control it!" No, it can be seen that your kid's cultivation is beyond our imagination."

To the Juggernaut's exclamation, Wu Yan just smiled and didn't say much.

At this time, no matter how humble I am, it's useless, on the contrary, I seem hypocritical...

"Master, we're back!" Just as Juggernaut and Wuming were carefully observing the peerless weapon known as Hand of the Yellow Sand, Duanlang's shouts sounded, and immediately, he and Wuming Nie Feng and the two walked into the backyard of the Zhonghua Pavilion with a dusty appearance.

When Wu Yan and the others turned their heads, they saw Duan Lang and Nie Feng looking very embarrassed, their clothes even had many scorched black spots, they were as sloppy as beggars.

However, Nie Feng and Duan Lang had a knife and a sword stuck in their backs respectively, and their auras were completely different.

The aura on Nie Feng's body was as cold as ice, while the aura on Duanlang's body was as fierce as fire...

"Well, I got both the Xueyin Kuangdao and the Huolin Sword. It seems that your harvest is quite good." Looking at the weapons carried by Nie Feng and Duanlang, Wu Yan said.

Although there are a lot of treasures in Lingyun Grotto, similarly, Lingyun Grotto extends in all directions. Finding Xueyin Kuangdao and Huolin Sword is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Wu Yan didn't expect them to find things so easily. , it seems that I have underestimated their luck.

"Yeah, our harvest is indeed huge. Besides swords, we also harvested dozens of blood bodhisattvas, as well as Aohan Liujue, and even dragon veins..." Hearing Wu Yan's admiration, Duan Lang With a smile on his face, he briefly talked about what he and Nie Feng encountered in Lingyun Grotto.

"Uh, where did you go on an adventure to hunt for treasure? It's all about picking up things." Wu Yan heard what happened to Duanlang and the others, he could almost kick the baby while walking, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

This is not just explained by good luck, it's almost like cheating.

"Dragon veins? I didn't expect the fetish related to the luck of the entire Central Plains to be hidden in Lingyun Grotto."

The Juggernaut and Wuming next to them were also surprised by what Duanlang and the others had gained.

Chapter 484: The Unobtainable Aura of the Protagonist ([-]rd)

The dragon vein, taken out by Duanlang, looks like just a piece of spine, but it contains a very sacred aura.

Both Juggernaut and Wuming could feel the aura in it, and their faces were full of surprise. The dragon veins of the Central Plains are not just a simple prop, it is related to the luck of the entire Central Plains.

"You guys are so brave, you dare to move the dragon's veins..." At this time, the mud bodhisattva not far away was also attracted by the dragon's veins, with a surprised look on his face.

While speaking, he trotted over in a hurry, his eyes stared like copper bells, he stared at the dragon vein in Duanlang's hand seriously, at the same time, he stretched out his hand involuntarily, and touched the dragon vein.

Luck, this kind of thing is illusory, invisible and intangible, just like the understanding of air in modern society, invisible and intangible air, but real existence.

And this dragon vein, in the eyes of Ni Bodhisattva, is the real carrier of luck, which he can see and touch with his own eyes.

For the mud bodhisattva who is the world's number one fortune teller, this dragon vein is naturally an irresistible temptation for him.

"Hey, now it's not just our courage, it's not that we moved the dragon's veins, you moved too", seeing the obsessed appearance of the mud bodhisattva stroking the dragon's veins, Duanlang retorted in his mouth, while speaking , even let go decisively.

"I, I..." Holding the dragon's veins in his hands, it was as if he had mastered the luck of the entire Central Plains, and the mud bodhisattva felt a little at a loss for a moment.

Although this dragon vein is the most precious treasure in the world, the mud bodhisattva felt the heavy pressure on his body.