Recklessly push the heavens

Chapter 349 Yan Daping
But in Di Yun's opinion, Ye Wei is the real master.

But seeing Ye Wei walking, sitting and lying down, his aura is constantly strengthening. Although the amount of true energy is far inferior to that of Di Yun, the essence is extremely pure, and it is unimpeded in the body, and it goes back and forth, with infinite magical effects.

In contrast, Di Yun saw that his mental energy was sluggish and muddy, and compared with Ye Wei, he was like a heaven and a world.

However, Di Yun didn't know that, as a supernatural power capable of bringing the dead back to life after a great achievement, this divine illumination sutra has the magical effect of washing the sutras and cutting the marrow to reshape the body when practicing.His body was severely injured, and he died once again, causing turbidity to enter his body. The heaviness of his body was not much worse than that of Ye Wei at the beginning of his rebirth.

But Di Yun didn't know that his Shenzhao Jing entered the country more than ten times faster than Ding Dian's. With such a low start, his achievements in two years are almost as good as Ding Dian's 20 years.

As for the blood knife sutra, an evil skill that has already entered the realm extremely quickly, the speed at which Di Yun practiced it was even more frightening.

Why did the ancestor of the blood knife say that he had learned the true biography of Baoxiang as soon as he saw Di Yun?It's not that his Di Yun's Blood Knife Sutra realm is scary.How else would the blood knife 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 hurriedly buried Yan Kuan's body and rushed back to Di Yun's hometown in Maxipu, Western Hunan.

When he got to the door of the house, Di Yun couldn't believe his eyes.

The three huts by the stream and the willow tree have turned into a big house with white walls and black tiles.

Although the design of this house is sloppy and there is no decoration, but the size alone is enough to calm Di Yun.

"Hey, don't you always yell to go back to your hometown? Your second uncle is good. The house has been repaired for you, and I'm just waiting for you to marry a wife."

Ye Wei stood at the door with a smile and teased Di Yun, who sighed and knocked on the door bang bang.

But he saw a middle-aged man walking out of the door, looked at Di Yun arrogantly, and asked, "What are you doing?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he was about to drive the two of them away, but he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. When he looked up, he saw a giant man's palm-leaf fan was pinching his shoulder.

"It hurts, it hurts! If you have something to say, you have something to say!"

It was Ye Wei who arrested him, and he said coldly, "Say! Where is Yan Daping?"

"Yan Daping? What Yan Daping? Who are you?" Yan Daping has always been cautious. The team of digging holes is often changed every six months. If there is any problem, the housekeeper will come forward. After half a month, how about a chance to meet Yan Daping?

"This is my home." Di Yun said quietly.

"What? Is this your home?" the man exclaimed. "Oh! I'm a foreman! Someone hired us to work. What do I know?"

"You don't know, but I know!" Ye Wei held the other party, "Didn't Yan Daping think that Di Yun is in jail, so he is going to occupy the cornucopia of Lao Di's house?"

"What?" The foreman looked at Ye Wei and exclaimed, "Is there really a cornucopia?"

"Nonsense!" Ye Wei sneered, and threw the foreman outside the door, "Why don't you get lost?"

The foreman lay 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.

"Hehe, nephew, you are really capable! You are indeed Qi Changfa's apprentice!"

A cold and old voice came from inside the house.

Hearing the other party's voice, Di Yun raised his head and exclaimed, "Why is it you?"

I saw a person walking out of the house, with a thin figure, bright eyes, brocade clothes, holding a dragon's head and a cane, about fifty years old, isn't it the old beggar who taught him the three tricks back then?
The first time Di Yun saw the old beggar, he originally thought that if the old beggar hadn't taught him the three tricks back then, he might be beaten up by the disciples of Wanmen.But thinking that this old beggar turned out to be Yan Daping, the meaning is completely different.

"Master Yan taught me the three moves of swordsmanship. He must have no good intentions. Most likely, it has something to do with Liancheng Jue. The purpose is to arouse Master Wan's suspicion and ask Master Wan to fight my master... the sword method, sword method..."

A bright light flashed across Di Yun's heart, he caught the aura, and said to himself, "Yes! Tang Poetry swordsmanship!"

Before Ye Wei could speak, Di Yun said loudly: "Brother Ye, borrow a knife!"

When Ye Wei heard Di Yun speak, he thought to himself, "I'm going to use Yan Daping to test my current force, whatever."

Ye Wei simply pulled out the blood knife and threw it at Di Yun.

With a saber in his hand, Di Yun charged towards Yan Daping.

Instead of holding the knife with his fingerless right hand like in the original novel, Di Yun holds the knife with his left hand, making the already weird blood knife technique to a higher level!

"Hehe! My good disciple, I don't know where I practiced some extraordinary skills, so I dare to attack my uncle?"

Yan Daping chuckled, stamped his cane on the ground, and drew out a long sword.

But seeing a dazzling white light, only the sound of ding ding ding ding could be heard.

It's just that the moods of the two people fighting each other are completely different.

Di Yun wanted to solve years of doubts from Yan Daping's swordsmanship, such as what Qi Changfa's attitude towards him was, why Yan Daping taught him three swordsmanship moves could attract Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa to fight, and so on.

After less than ten moves in the fight, Di Yun already believed what Ye Wei said, that there was no one he couldn't defeat except Nan Siqi and the ancestor of Xuedao.

"Second Martial Uncle's internal energy is so sparse? Or is it because my internal energy is too strong? Looking back, the Bell and Sword Heroes are really not very powerful characters. I thought they were too clever..."

"Sure enough, if you only look at the sword moves, the second martial uncle's Tang poetry sword technique is indeed much more powerful and subtle than the corpse sword technique..."

"It's a pity that this Tang poetry sword technique is full of mistakes. It feels like it's been deliberately misinformed. The redundant moves are one after another. If it's Brother Ye, the second master may not be able to catch a single move..."

Seeing that Di Yun was able to deal with him even as he walked, Yan Daping was startled, he held the sword formula, his right wrist trembled, and the tip of the sword spun seven times in a row, with the intention of stabbing Di Yun's chest.

However, Di Yun directly ignored Yan Daping's meaningless seven circles, and pointed his blade straight at the opponent's throat.

Horrified, Yan Daping wanted to withdraw his sword, but Di Yun picked up his tendon in the end.

"You...you got the sword manual?" Yan Daping covered his hands. He never imagined that he got the true biography of Mei Niansheng from Iron Bone Black Ele, and Di Yun easily defeated the swordsmanship of Tang Poetry that spread across the rivers and lakes. , even he didn't even have time to release the poisonous scorpion he painstakingly fed!

Di Yun shook his head. Although he still didn't know that the Liancheng swordsmanship was the anthology of Tang poems that Qi Fang used to pinch butterflies, he had already figured it out—"Tang poetry swordsmanship" was "Liancheng swordsmanship".

Wan Zhenshan, Qi Changfa, and Yan Daping all passed down fake moves to their descendants—because whoever passed on the real moves meant that he had already cracked the Liancheng swordsmanship, and he was not afraid of spreading the swordsmanship to others.

So Yan Daping only passed on Di Yun's three moves, and let Wan Zhenshan "confirm" that the sword manual was published by Qi Chang, and then became murderous.

(End of this chapter)