Chapter 914

Ziyuan was embarrassed and annoyed on the balcony, and her cheeks were as red as the rosy clouds in the evening, but Li Yundong's words somehow relieved her: Fortunately, he just saw the master's name

But before she became an ostrich for long, she suddenly reacted: what's the meaning of "seeing your master's name"? That means he saw something else! Otherwise, why add a word?

"Well, then, did he see the Cunyu poem left by master for me? He, he saw me write his name? I, I, write his name has no other meaning, just......" Ziyuan was flustered and thought in her head. For a time, she stood on the balcony, confused and crazy.

Li Yundong returned to his home. He thought about the wedge language poem he saw for a while. He couldn't help thinking: what does this poem mean?

He thought for a while. However, he didn't think any more. He took the seven treasures psychic fan out of the cloth pocket, and then he took out the booty Wuyang blood Huazhu and LV Fengping's whip that he had been hiding at home from Wu Hao.

Li Yundong sat cross legged in the living room, looked at the three magic weapons in front of him, and muttered, "well, the main magic weapon I have in hand now is the seven treasure channeling fan. Its attribute is Yang, so how can I add some Yin Qi into it? But the problem is, how can I add it?"

Li Yundong closed his eyes and began to luck. He could feel the powerful power of Yuan Yang surging in his body, but how could this pure Qi of Yuan Yang produce the Qi of yin?

A master of foreign boxing practices boxing all his life. If he can't practice soft strength from strength, he will only be a boxer all his life. He can't become everyone. If he meets a top master, he will end up in a disastrous defeat.

Similarly, if a master of internal boxing can't practice strength from soft strength, he will be just a show off all his life. He can't beat people. Can he practice or not.

The same is true of cultivation. Although the power of pure Yang is strong and powerful, it cannot last. Although the power of pure Yin is long and mighty, it is not explosive enough to defeat the enemy.

We must combine Yin and Yang, complement each other, and become a king!

Li Yundong looked at the seven treasures psychic fan placed in front of him from left to right and said in secret: This is the magic weapon of pure Yang attribute. His eyes fell on the dark red whip in the middle again. Li Yundong reached out and picked it up. He said to himself: he has not seen such a magic weapon, and he doesn't know what kind of magic weapon it is.

He tried his luck a little, but he felt that there was a great power of yin and softness inside. Li Yundong moved in his heart: "hmm? This is the magic weapon of Yin attribute?"

He tried to explore again, but suddenly he felt a tough and long strange force coming from inside. This force was close to the Yin Qi, but it was different. The two forces vaguely supported and grew each other, which surprised Li Yundong.

Li Yundong couldn't figure out the source of this power. For a moment, he put down the soft whip and didn't try again, so as not to know the enemy's situation and lead to the reverse bite of magic tools.