Kyushu Daoist Master

The Scholar's True Spirit waved his hand while speaking, and a spiritual light came out from the Scholar's True Spirit's hand, and the spiritual light directly fell on Yang Ze's arm.

The spiritual light wandered on Yang Ze's right arm, and soon a green light rose on Yang Ze's arm, and the magic weapon aura belonging to the Huaqing Sword appeared at this time.

Seeing the aura of the Huaqing Sword appear, Yang Ze smiled faintly. He wondered why he didn't hear the sound of the Huaqing Sword after entering Jiuzhou Island. It turned out that the Huaqing Sword was sealed up like this, so there was no sound at all.

Otherwise, with the character of the Huaqing Sword, it would definitely speak after entering the tower. How could it be silent for so long? Now it seems that the Scholar's True Spirit should have sealed it.

"Please forgive me, sir. The space in the fan belongs to the Daobing space. The magic weapon you have is an eighth-level magic weapon. The body of the magic weapon itself is likely to have some impact on the Daobing space. So for the sake of the Daobing space, I can only seal this magic weapon for the time being." The scholar's true spirit said apologetically.

Feeling the breath of Huaqing Sword, Yang Ze did not say much at this time. This matter was not a big deal. When entering Jiuzhou Island, Yang Ze and Huaqing Sword had not been disconnected, so naturally he would not care about this matter.

Although Yang Ze did not care, Huaqing Sword would not care. With Huaqing Sword's qualifications, when has it suffered such treatment? Naturally, it could not help but curse.

In the flash of green light, the figure of Huaqing Sword has appeared. As time goes by, Huaqing Sword has recovered a lot. Now the power of Huaqing Sword has almost recovered to the level of seventh-level magic weapon.

At this time, after the Huaqing Sword appeared, a green light emanated from the sword body. The green light contained the power of the Huaqing Sword. This power was enough to make any seventh-grade master feel fear.

But after this power appeared, in just an instant, the body of the Huaqing Sword suddenly paused, and all the green light rolled back, leaving nothing behind.

The reason why the Huaqing Sword could do this was because it had just felt a strong breath of oppression. This strong breath of oppression did not come from a strong warrior, but from a strong weapon.

As a weapon, the Huaqing Sword could naturally distinguish whether the opponent was a human or a weapon. It was precisely because it could distinguish that it was frightened and immediately put away its own momentum.

The weapon on the opposite side was too powerful. It was a top-notch eighth-level magic weapon. In ancient times, it had also seen ninth-level magic weapons. When it was controlled by the King of Yangzhou, the Huaqing Sword would not retreat even when facing some ninth-level magic weapons, but the weapon aura it had just sensed was much more terrifying than the ninth-level magic weapon.

That terrifying aura directly formed an innate suppression on Huaqing Sword. This situation would only occur if there was a huge gap between the two.

Huaqing Sword's spirituality was more powerful, so when it thought of this, it would be so decisive to restrain its own aura, and at the same time, it would faintly retreat to Yang Ze's side.

This was the first time that Yang Ze saw the old guy Huaqing Sword look so scared. He felt a little funny and a little scary in his heart. Just relying on the aura, he could scare Huaqing Sword like this.

Yang Ze did not underestimate Huaqing Sword at all. For Yang Ze, his current strength was still unable to exert the full power of Huaqing Sword. As an eighth-level magic weapon, unless Yang Ze opened all the seals on his body, otherwise he would directly activate the eighth-level magic weapon, and his Nascent Soul would directly wither.

So when Yang Ze learned that the landscape folding fan was a half-step Taoist soldier, he was so surprised. The eighth-level magic weapon was so powerful, and the half-step Taoist soldier would be even more terrifying.

If the King of Yangzhou had a half-step Taoist weapon, it would not be the King of Yangzhou who failed and died.

However, to activate the half-step, a strong cultivation is needed as support. Yang Ze does not think that he has the ability to activate the half-step Taoist weapon now. If he activates the mountain and water folding fan, he is afraid that he will be sucked dry directly.

Looking at Huaqingjian's appearance, Yang Ze directly told Huaqingjian some things. After listening, Huaqingjian did not dare to act rashly and fell silent.

"Hello, senior." Huaqingjian said respectfully. When it said this, its voice was a little weird. It had not said the word "senior" for a long time. Now it suddenly asked it to call it like this, and it felt very strange.

However, it had to call it like this no matter what. Not to mention other things, just because this half-step Taoist weapon was the Taoist weapon in the hands of Emperor Yu in the past, it was enough for Huaqingjian to worship.

What kind of person is Emperor Yu? Emperor Yu was the pioneer of the prosperity of the human race in ancient times. Huaqingjian would never dare to act rashly.

"You don't have to do that. Following the emperor's descendant, you will definitely have the opportunity to break through your current realm in the future. As for whether you can become a Taoist soldier, it depends on your own luck." The scholar's true spirit said while shaking the fan. It looked at Huaqingjian as if it was looking at a junior.

"Today is the first time we meet. I sealed you. This is a little compensation for you." Before Huaqingjian could react, the scholar's true spirit pointed out with his other hand, and the finger suddenly fell on the sword of Huaqingjian.

The speed of this finger pointing out was extremely fast. Before Huaqing Sword could react, the power of that finger had been taken away from the sword body of Huaqing Sword, and a white light spot appeared on the sword body of Huaqing Sword at this time.

Looking at the white light spot, Yang Ze did not feel any energy from it, and Huaqing Sword itself did not feel any energy, but Huaqing Sword suddenly became very excited after the white light spot appeared.

"My Lord, I feel that my magic weapon body, which was severely damaged in the ancient times and has not been able to recover until now, has actually begun to recover. The finger of Senior Zhenling just now has a huge benefit to me. Give me time, I believe I can recover to my peak within ten years!" Huaqing Sword said excitedly, and even his voice trembled at this time.

It couldn't suppress its excitement. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and it finally has a chance to recover. How can it not be excited?

"Thank you, Master Zhenling, for your help." Yang Ze said with a fist. If Huaqing Sword could be restored to its peak, it would be a huge benefit for him. With Huaqing Sword, he would never be without any means to resist Lin Hui.

"You don't need to thank me, these are just trivial matters. Your cultivation has just broken through. Don't you want to practice here and impact the seal?

Although relying on these fortunes can make your cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, it also requires your own cultivation. If you don't want to practice at all, then relying on these fortunes will not go far in the future. I hope you can understand the good intentions of Emperor Yu." The scholar's true spirit gave Yang Ze a hint at this time.

It was his hint that made Yang Ze suddenly realize that after he got the triple fortune from the landscape folding fan, what he wanted to do most was to quickly enter the island, but now it seems that he still needs to stabilize his own cultivation first.

It just so happened that the aura on Jiuzhou Island was extremely rich, so he could practice even in this position. Moreover, after Yang Ze's cultivation base increased greatly, he could see that Jiuzhou Island also contained rich aura. The cultivation environment on this island was far better than the current Jiuzhou.

With the idea in mind, Yang Ze immediately sat down cross-legged and began to practice Hunyuan Piaomiao Qigong. Yang Ze's magnificent cultivation base was in operation, and his cultivation momentum was also rapidly enhanced.

Not long after, the pressure of the initial stage of the eighth grade burst out from Yang Ze's body. The scholar's true spirit waved his hand, and the power of confinement burst out, forming a layer of blockade, blocking the surroundings of Yang Ze's body to prevent the aura from venting.

Yang Ze did not sense all this. He was now fully operating his own skills, making his cultivation power run wildly, and also stimulating all the potential of his body.

Yang Ze felt all this, without any pause, and the power of the supreme foundation was stimulated at this time, and suddenly there was a bright golden light rising from his body.

After the brilliant golden light rose, it illuminated every corner of Yang Ze's body, and also illuminated Yang Ze's Nascent Soul. Only the sealed purple patterns were still dim.

Yang Ze began to move his energy along the lines of the technique. The impact of his cultivation in his body became more and more powerful. His Nascent Soul also began to solidify in the transparency, and a faint golden light emerged in this solidification. This was Yang Ze stimulating all his strength when he stabilized his cultivation.

After all his strength was detonated, it finally caused the seal on the Nascent Soul to loosen. The first seal was the weakest, and at this moment, under the impact of Yang Ze's cultivation, it was the first to fail.

Yang Ze saw the six purple patterns on his Nascent Soul that were sealed by the first seal. At this moment, purple light was about to rush out from the depths of the patterns, constantly impacting the seal.

Under Yang Ze's exercise, the seal endured impacts again and again, and finally with a bang, the first seal was partially broken, and immediately a purple pattern lit up from its dim state.

In just over ten breaths, another purple pattern lit up, one after another, and in less than a hundred breaths, all seven purple patterns lit up, and Yang Ze's aura continued to grow, reaching the peak of the early eighth level.