Chapter 873

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang shook his head again. Over the years, he has suffered from cold eyes and bullying, but from the beginning to the end, the cold master treated him as if he were his own and treated him well without reservation.

"Well... You've been wronged these years." Leng Linchuan patted Xiao Yang's head and sighed, "if it wasn't for your father's repeated advice, why don't I want you to start practicing well earlier, son? There are some things you will understand in the future."

Xiao Yang is silent. He seems to understand, but he doesn't understand.

"Take out the spirit painting of dragon chasing sword. Now you are also a spirit Master. It's time to see the sun again."

Hearing this, Xiao Yang's drooping eyes suddenly lifted up. He had just seen Leng Linchuan take the sword in his painting. In addition, Xiao Yang immediately reflected that the painting scroll left by his father was just a sword!

Xiao Yang carefully took out the picture scroll from the spirit wheel and spread it on the table. His eyes looked at the deep pattern like night, and his heart was palpitating.

"Transfer the spirit of Xuanling to the palm of your hand and press it on the painting." Leng Linchuan is directing the way.

Xiao Yang nodded and pressed the palm of his hand on the painting. Suddenly, the mysterious spirit gathered in the palm of his hand, like being swallowed by a painting scroll, disappeared in an instant. At the next moment, a cold touch came into Xiao Yang's palm.

"Pull it out!"

Leng Linchuan was beside him. With a little excitement, Xiao Yangmeng nodded his head, and his palm immediately clenched. With a strong pull, a long sword was suddenly pulled out of the painting!

The sword sounds and the cold light surges!

At this moment, Xiao Yang's mind suddenly hummed a shock, his eyes looked at the sword, and a sense of kinship surged into his heart.

The sword is three feet long and one and a half inches wide. It is as dark as the night sky!

"Hiss... It's heavy!"

Starting with the long sword, the first feeling is heavy. With his current strength, he almost can't grasp the sword!

"Ha ha... It seems that the Dragon chasing sword is too heavy for you today." Leng Linchuan said with a smile, looking at the dark sword, Leng Linchuan's face was a little disappointed, and his expression was like nostalgia for old friends.

"This is... Father Zeng Jin's sword!"

Xiao Yang stood up the Dragon chasing sword with some difficulty, and his eyes kept flowing on it, as if there was a very familiar breath on the sword. In his mind, a picture suddenly appeared - a tall man holding the sword, beside him, there was a beautiful woman, they looked so well matched, unfortunately, Xiao Yang couldn't see their faces clearly.

Suddenly, Xiao Yang put the sword flat on the table, took off the spirit wheel on his finger, folded it on his shoulder, knelt down on his knees and kowtowed to the Dragon chasing sword three times.

"Get up quickly. In the future, remember to put away these two things, especially the Dragon chasing sword. Don't use it until you have to. If the sword comes out, those who see it must never leave it alive." Leng Linchuan's expression became serious. In the end, it was not like a warning, but a command.

"Uncle Leng, will this dragon chasing sword attract my father's enemies?" Xiao Yang asked with a frown.

Leng Linchuan did not answer, just nodded.

"Who is that, uncle Leng? You must know, don't you? Tell me who it is Xiao Yang suddenly became excited, and his eyes were faintly bloody.

"For you now, it's too early to know this. I'll tell you one day when your cultivation attains the level of Zhun Zun." Leng Linchuan said with a smile.

Xiao Yang was shocked.

Father's enemy, unexpectedly is the existence of that level, need quasi respect realm above, just have the qualification to know!

Think of here, Xiao Yang can not help but silence. In front of such a strong man, there is no difference between himself and the flying mosquito and mole ant. With a mouthful of saliva, others can drown him.

But Xiao Yang felt something wrong again.

Leng Linchuan, the strongest in Leng's family, is just a product of the empty world. It's only on the Xiangyu star that it can be regarded as a strong family. It's far from the super strong of the supreme realm. How can we know these things?

But soon, Xiao Yang came to the conclusion that Leng Linchuan had many old wounds and hidden diseases. Maybe Leng Linchuan and his father were super strong at that level!

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang could not help but respect Leng Linchuan.

"Come on, kid, don't look at me like that. Practice hard, otherwise, it's meaningless for you to know the truth. You can't use the Dragon chasing sword now. When you reach the realm of soul refining, you should be able to exert some of its power. Now use these swords first. " Leng Linchuan smiles helplessly. He throws the sword he just took out of the painting to Xiao Yang. Then he squints at Xiao Yang.

"Do you want to be a spiritual painter?"

"Spirit painter? What's that? "

As a result, Xiao Yang immediately became interested in these two new words.

"As you can see, the spirit painters, just like I did just now, use the mysterious spirit to draw the drawings that are called" spirit paintings ", and then just add the mysterious spirit to take out the objects in the paintings for use. Those spirit painters are strong, but they are all rich. They can draw a painting casually, and that's money."

Leng Linchuan, with his hands on his back and his head up, explained that his eyes were filled with pride.

Obviously, Leng Linchuan used to be a strong spiritual painter!

"You can't use dragon chasing sword indiscriminately, but if you want to inherit your father's weapon, you must learn swordsmanship. How can a swordsman have no sword to use? If you are interested, I can teach you the knowledge of spiritual painters. I think you will benefit a lot from it in the future. "

"Uncle Leng, please teach me!"

Xiao Yang did not hesitate to worship.

Nonsense, the people in front of us may have been super strong in linghaijing. We still think that linghuashi, such a teacher, has no place to find with lanterns!

"Ha ha... Smelly boy, I worship very fast. Get up. " Leng Linchuan immediately laughs, "don't worry about it tonight. Go back and have a good rest. I'll write a list for you later. Tomorrow you'll go to the city and buy what I've written. Come to me tomorrow afternoon. I'll start to call you the knowledge of spiritual painters."

"Ah

With a quick promise, Xiao Yang bowed to Leng Linchuan again, and then took the two swords into the spirit wheel and left. Until Xiao Yang ran away, Leng Linchuan was watching by the window.

"Lao Xiao, Lao Xiao, all the things we expect will fall on your precious son... I hope you and I can save something by your choice. I hope the burden on the child is not too heavy, and I hope that" that one "can come earlier..."