Mu Chunyang, the third disciple of the national teacher, has a completely different personality from Mr. Nanzhai. His short hair is straight and straight, giving people a clean and neat feeling.

When Ye Futian came here, he was practicing with his eyes closed. Ye Futian did not disturb him, but stood there quietly waiting.

Mu Chunyang, the third realm of the Holy Path, is almost the top figure in the dynasty except for a few saints of Nirvana.

Even Mr. Nanzhai's level is not as good as him.

After a while, Mu Chunyang opened his eyes and looked at Ye Futian and said, "Junior brother."

"Senior Brother, I just came from the second brother and asked the second brother for some confusion about the holy Tao. I came here to feel the meaning of the Tao." Ye Futian said, this was what Yan Yuan told him before. Since Yan Yuan said that, there was naturally his reason.

He could naturally see that Yan Yuan, the great disciple of the Dali National Master, had extremely high authority besides the national master.

"Yes." Mu Chunyang nodded: "Your second senior brother is more with you, but in fact he is enough to teach you enough to let you feel the meaning of Tao."

"The second senior brother is really just the saint of the true self?" Ye Futian asked.

Mr. Nanzhai gave him the feeling that he was free and easy, and his mind must be excellent. His mind is very important in the holy realm. Mr. Nanzhai's upper limit should be very high. Could it be that he is trapped by his talent for cultivation? His realm cannot be improved.

"It is indeed the saint of the true self. The teacher said that although the second senior brother has practiced a little slowly and his talent is less talented, his mind is the best. If anyone among the disciples can realize the truth in one go, it is the second senior brother. Maybe one day he will break through faster than anyone else, and even I will ask the second senior brother for advice many times." Mu Chunyang said, even though his level is higher than Mr. Nanzhai, he obviously respects the second senior brother.

"How is that?" Ye Futian seemed to understand, at least his vision could not see that far.

This time, when I came to Dali Imperial City, in addition to revenge, it was for the sake of practicing cultivation. Even if I could not kill Li Yao in this trip, he would benefit a lot.

However, this short-term relationship made him less hatred to Master Dali.

The national teacher he saw in the Xia Emperor Realm was different from the national teacher he saw now. It was not because the national teacher had changed, but because his identity changed, his position changed.

"If junior brother wants to feel the meaning of Taoism, are you ready?" Mu Chunyang asked.

Ye Futian looked a little serious and nodded, "You're ready."

Mu Chunyang's expression suddenly changed, becoming extremely sharp. The next moment, Ye Futian suddenly felt the wind and clouds changing, and the whole world seemed different. Endless sword intent enveloped the space of the world, and he seemed to be in a knife domain.

Ye Futian felt like he was about to suffocate, and the sword intent dropped directly, and he felt like there was an infinitely sharp sword in the world slashing towards him, slashing across the sky, and slashing in front of him.

His breathing stopped, he could not breathe, and his sword intent became stronger and stronger. His world completely turned into a world of swords. An invisible sword bloomed in front of him and kept killing out. The vast sword domain was drooping. At this time, Ye Futian felt that he was so small, like a drop in the ocean.

However, Mu Chunyang did not move from beginning to end, but just sat there quietly.

At this moment, he raised his hand and stretched out towards the front. At this moment, Ye Futian clearly felt that the infinite sword intention of the sword domain was directly held by him at this moment. His casually stretched out palm controlled the most powerful force in the world.

"After becoming a saint, the heart of heaven and mind are united, and Tao follows nature. Man is the Tao, but it can be followed by heaven and earth." Mu Chunyang's voice came out, and with a light flash of his finger, endless sword intent suddenly blew past Ye Futian, like a storm of destruction, but in an instant, it disappeared again, as if nothing existed.

"Hu..." Ye Futian let out a long breath of turbid air, and only felt refreshed, a moment of heaven and a moment of hell.

The holy realm is transcendence. The mind is originally in a small space, but it turns into a heart of heaven, controlling the way of heaven and earth.

"Thank you, senior brother." Ye Futian said, Mu Chun and Yang Daoyi gave him a particularly strong feeling, and the impact was direct.

"Yes." Mu Chunyang nodded: "But the wise and saint are a natural thing, not a day and night, nor is it a result of hard work. The junior brother should pay more attention to his own perception. When he reaches the half-step holy realm, pure practice is no longer of great significance."

Ye Futian nodded. This is how practice is. You have felt it, seen it, and even understood it, but you cannot achieve it.

The realm is so wonderful.

Otherwise, there would not be countless people who would be blocked by the holy path and would never be able to overcome this hurdle in their entire lives.

Ye Futian was able to directly comprehend a variety of Taoist meanings, which proved that he was extremely talented in cultivation. You should know that he was not too hindered, and countless people in Jiuzhou were stopped by this level.

"Senior brother, I'll say goodbye first, and I'll come to understand it later if I have the chance." Ye Futian said.

"Okay, come anytime." Mu Chunyang nodded, and Ye Futian left here.

Now that he has become a disciple of the Dali National Master, he will let things go, practice quietly, and step towards the holy realm. As for the killing Li Yao, it depends on the opportunity, it is not that he can kill if he wants to.

As long as he practices under the national master, he will eventually encounter an opportunity.

At this time, Li Yao came to Dali National Courtyard.

Ye Futian met Li Yao when he returned to the library of Dali National Courtyard.

"Sword Qi." Li Yao shouted.

"Your Highness is looking for me?" Ye Futian walked up to him and asked. Facing his enemy, his tone was extremely calm and he could not see any turbulence.

"Yes." Li Yao nodded with a smile: "Do you still remember the Kashyapa sword?"

"Natural." Ye Futiandao, Qishou and Di Hao have both used the Kasyapa Sword, which is very powerful.

"The Sword Technique of the King of Tiangu has sent it to the palace. I specially copied it and sent it to the Dali National Court to be placed in the highest level of the library. It just so happens that you are good at the way of space and can practice the Kashyapa sword, which will make your sword trajectory more perfect and powerful." Li Yao said with a smile.

In the Dali Dynasty, Emperor Li ruled everything. King Tiangu was the elder brother of Emperor Li. The palace of King Tiangu obtained the lost Kasyapa sword, and Di Hao and the Seven Sins had been used in public. King Tiangu naturally sent a copy to the Li Palace.

However, Li Yao brought him to the Dali Court in a blink of an eye. If King Tiangu knew what it would be like.

However, he should be able to guess that it is precisely because the Dali National Academy enjoys too many dynasty cultivation resources that the people in Trayastrim Mountain will be very unhappy.

As for Li Yao, he himself is a registered disciple of the national teacher. In the Battle of the Air Realm, Yuan Jin also died in battle for him. In this case, he naturally approached the same sect as the national teacher.

He had a good relationship with Yuan Jin before, but now Ye Futian is getting started and is of the same generation as him, so he naturally has to win over and make friends with Ye Futian.

"Your Highness is troubled." Ye Futian said.

"Let's go, don't go to the library, go to the temple to discuss. Let you first check out the practice of the Kasyapa sword." Li Yao pulled him forward with Ye Futian's arm, as if his close friend had no concern at all about his identity as a prince.

Ye Futian glanced at his arm, then walked forward with Li Yao. If it weren't for everything Li Yao had done and if he was Jian Qi, he might have really become friends with him.

However, some things are destined, and he and Li Yao are real dead enemies, and only one person can live.

Li Yao's killing thoughts about him were no less weak than his killing thoughts about Li Yao.

Regarding the Taoist temple, Ye Futian sat cross-legged, surrounded by sword intent.

The Kashyapa sword emphasizes controlling the sword intent with its mind, condensing the essence of the sword, integrating the Taoist intention into it, so that one's mind can perfectly control it.

Ye Futian had the perfect conditions to practice Kashyapa's sword, and he was a sword cultivator. After experiencing the sword technique, not long after, the sword intent around him frantically surrounded and condensed together, turning into a brilliant leaf-shaped sword, which roared and exhaled the powerful space Taoist meaning.

"Go." Ye Futian stretched out his hand and stroked it. The Kasyapa sword flew out of the air. His whole mind was following the Kasyapa sword, firmly controlling the movement of the Kasyapa sword.

"Awesome." Li Yao exclaimed and praised. The Kashyapa sword that broke through the air was walking around his body, making a sharp and harsh sound.

At this moment, a cold light flashed, the void was torn apart, and a sword broke through the air and came directly.

At this moment, Li Yao felt his whole body stiff and cold.

“Buzz.”

The sword stopped and appeared in front of Li Yao's eyes, only a slight distance from his throat, as if only Ye Futian had a thought, the Kasyapa sword would pass through his throat.

Li Yao's expression was frozen. In the moment, his heart trembled violently. Seeing the Kashyapa sword flying back and surrounding his body and headed upwards, he smiled bitterly, and thought to himself that his concentration was really bad. Can Jian Qi's sword still kill him?

"Your Highness, just to let Your Highness see how accurate the control of Kashyapa's sword is, don't blame me." Ye Futian said, his voice was not much apologetic, just as arrogant and arrogant as Jian Qi's personality. At that moment just now, he really wanted to stab the sword directly into Li Yao's throat and take revenge.

But he still held back.

He created Jian Qi's arrogance, which was prepared for Li Yao, but he did not expect that Li Yao would deliberately win him close to him, which was a bit different from his idea, but it didn't matter.

If he kills Li Yao now, he will succeed easily, but he will die miserably.

This is obviously not the situation he imagined.

"It's okay." Li Yao smiled indifferently and said, "This sword is indeed fast enough. It is worthy of being the Kashyapa sword. If it were on the battlefield, it would be a marquis, and it was just the first sword that was condensed."

"Your Highness, the Kashyapa sword requires extremely powerful control. This is just a sword condensed. If there are too many swords, it will be less easy to control. I am afraid it will not be able to achieve such precision." Ye Futian responded.

"I believe that with your talent, you will definitely be able to do it." Li Yao praised.

Ye Futian practiced for a while, and Kashyapa sword was completed, and he left here with Li Yao.

If Li Yao knew that he was helping Ye Futian practice, he would not know what he would feel!
Chapter completed!