Chapter 522 Cheng Tian Swordsmanship and Sword Cleansing Pond
Inside the ice box was a scroll, and beside it was a white bone altar with some weird runes tattooed on it. At first glance, the bone altar looked ordinary, but if you focused your attention on it, you could hear faint wailing sounds.
Fang Yuan just glanced at the white bone altar, then withdrew his gaze, first took the scroll out to read.
I saw that inside this scroll is a sword scripture, which records some cultivation methods, the most crucial point of which is how to extract other people's souls, melt one's own sword intent into it, and finally transform that soul into one's own sword spirit to help oneself.
After Fang Yuan glanced over, he knew it in his heart.
He slowly closed his eyes, and took a long time to let out a light breath.
The method of cultivating the sword spirit in evil sword way!
These evil sword cultivators are really generous. They really gave themselves a big gift as soon as they met. They actually treated the devils on the snow field as treasures and gave them to themselves so easily...
Most importantly, Fang Yuan also guessed what was in that white bone jar.
That is a fresh spirit!
These people not only gave themselves the method of cultivating the sword spirit, but also gave themselves the soul of the golden core monk!
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"Brother Shi Dao, you not only gave him the secret method, but also gave him the bone altar that you plan to use to cultivate the seventh sword spirit. Is it worth it? This is the secret of our Chengtian swordsmanship. On the snowfield, I don't know how many people are crying for it..."
And three hundred miles away at this time, the group of Chengtian Daojian monks who were leaving with their swords were also discussing in low voices. To the few people beside them, it was obvious that they did not understand the style of this monk surnamed Shi. After they discovered Fang Yuan's identity, they also guessed his purpose of coming, but it is understandable to come here to test and guide him, but it is not enough to give such a generous gift directly, right?
It must be known that on the snowfield, newcomers who join Chengtian Sword Dao need to go through several tests.
But the middle-aged man surnamed Shi just smiled softly when he heard the words, and said: "This leader of the Six Paths is not an ordinary person. He was originally a fairy seedling selected by the Immortal Alliance. Regret..."
Someone listened, and sneered, "Looking at what he said about different ways and not conspiring with each other, it seems that he is still a little unwilling to join my Chengtian swordsmanship..."
"If you really feel that the Dao is different and does not conspire with each other, then what is he, the leader of the Six Dao, coming to Xueyuan?"
The man surnamed Shi sneered, and said: "Besides, even if he really wants to pretend to be reserved, after he has seen the cultivation method, can he still pull himself out?"
Someone asked in surprise, "Then why don't we just take him back?"
The man surnamed Shi smiled lightly and said: "I have sent a letter to the young leader, and it was his intention to do so. Although this person is very suitable for our Chengtian swordsmanship, we don't have to be too impatient. Hehe, watching his battle with the old devil, he really put a lot of effort into this swordsmanship. With the foundation of the Chengtian swordsmanship, I am afraid that we will not be able to get away..."
When he was talking, his eyes narrowed, and with a confident smile, he said: "And the method I gave him is only an elementary method. After reading it, it feels like a thorn is planted in his heart. Sooner or later he will not be able to restrain himself and come to us for a more advanced method. Anyway, everything is under control. Why should we rush to force him now?"
The wind and snow howled and swept the ground, and the figures of these people disappeared in a flash of snow.
But their low laughter slowly dissipated in the wind and snow, and stopped.
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"I see……"
Fang Yuan not only read the scroll, but also read it several times very carefully.
He even thought about it secretly to see the truth contained in this method and the possibility of success.
In the end, he gradually understood.
A long time ago, he had heard Li Baihu talk about the cultivation methods of these Xueyuan Evil Sword cultivators, and he had even fought against those people in Langya Pavilion. Generally speaking, he could understand why these people did not practice sword heart, but practice sword spirit.
"Cultivator Evil Sword really has his own abilities..."
He couldn't help sighing low.
Now, when trying to use pressure to hone his sword intent failed, seeing this method had a deeper impact on him.
Although the volume of Dharma door he saw seemed a little crude, more like an entry-level method, it already clarified a lot of truths.
After seeing these, he can already deduce many paths.
Among them, it includes the practice of this method, to what extent will one's own sword practice be;
It also includes that if the sword spirit is used to replace Dao Xin, it will make him somewhat sure of becoming the Supreme Nascent Soul...
But the final result made him a little restless!
The power of an evil cultivator is that he is evil, but he is not useless!
Sometimes, as long as you pay these prices, you can indeed get what you want...
For a moment, Fang Yuan even felt that the bone altar was full of strange attraction!
He had already stretched out his hands, but in the end, he just gently closed the lid of the ice box.
He took a long breath and raised his head!
Then he saw that the white cat was looking at him from the doorway.
Fang Yuan also looked up at it, and smiled wryly.
The white cat gave Fang Yuan a sideways look, showing a disdainful expression.
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Outside the Fazhou, the three demons waited quietly for some kind of strange energy to come out of the Fazhou. They didn't dare to breathe, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the Fazhou. They looked at each other, but they were all a little surprised. Just when you pushed each other and wanted to find someone to go over to inquire about it, they suddenly noticed something, turned their heads at the same time, and looked into the eastern sky in astonishment...
After the vast snowstorm, a huge flying sword with a length of more than ten feet, a width of more than three feet, and a thickness of half a meter slowly passed through the curtain of wind and snow, and slowly hovered in the night sky above the Dharma boat. The dense sword energy seemed to descend like a mountain.
On the flying sword, two white-robed monks, a man and a woman, and four other black-robed monks could be seen. Their eyes were a bit stern, condescending, and when they looked down at Fa Zhou, they all had indifferent expressions on their faces.
"Xiao Qin in the white robe of Xijianchi, and Lu Boyuan are here, please come out and meet fellow Taoist Fang Yuan!"
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Hearing this, the three old devils were startled.
As soon as the person who inherited the sword way left, the person who washes the sword pool came?
This Xue Gongzi really has a big face...
They turned their heads to look at Fazhou, but they also knew that there was no need to go in to report by themselves. The voices of these disciples from Xijianchi were so powerful that they shook all the iron objects inside and outside the Fazhou.
"It's so late, what is the comrade from Xijianchi doing here?"
Sure enough, Fang Yuan appeared faintly on the Fazhou shortly after the other party's voice sounded, and quietly raised his head to look at the person on the giant sword in the air, showing some politeness, but it was difficult to conceal, or did not deliberately conceal the impatience on his face, and the white cat beside him also followed, walking lazily around at his feet.
"If we don't come again, I'm afraid it will be really late..."
On the huge sword, a white-robed female swordsman named Xiao Qin opened her mouth with a smile, saluted Fang Yuan lightly, and said, "Brother Fang Yuan is as famous as Li Baihu, a white-cloaked disciple of Xijianchi, and he is also ranked as the Seventh Lord of Zhongzhou. Speaking of which, he and I have some friendship with Xijianchi. Now that we have quietly entered the snowfield, we know about Xijianchi, so how can we not come to pay a visit?"
"Li Baihu should be in Kunlun Mountain right now. I'm not familiar with Brother Xijianchi's other disciples, so I don't have anything to visit!"
Fang Yuan shook his head and said: "But I still have to thank Xi Jianchi for his heart!"
The white-robed swordsman named Xiao Qin gave another salute, and suddenly said: "Then I don't know what Brother Fang Yuan is doing?"
Fang Yuan raised his head and looked into her eyes, and after a while, he said, "Let's relax!"
Xiao Qin's gaze suddenly sank slowly.
"Hehe, run to this barren snowfield to relax?"
At this moment, the white-robed swordsman surnamed Lu sneered, "Daoist Fang Yuan, I'm afraid you think our Xijianchi is a fool. You broke the rules in Yunzhou, killed Xianmeng Anzi, and you were abandoned by Kunlun Mountain. We all know about it, but I hope you understand that although Kunlun Mountain abandoned you, there is nothing suitable for you on the snowfield. You should go back quickly!"
Fang Yuan glanced at him and said calmly, "How do you know what I'm looking for?"
The white robe surnamed Lu sneered, his eyes were darkly angry, and he said in a low voice: "People are valuable and know. You are the leader of the Six Paths. You are famous all over the world, and you must cherish your reputation and feathers. Before that, you practiced Chengtian Sword Dao. My Xijianchi has already included it in the book. It’s just that I, Brother Li Baihu, went back to Xijianchi after the Sixth Dao Exam. Entering the snowfield and causing chaos, isn't the purpose clear?"
After hearing this, Fang Yuan was silent for a while, then said calmly: "I was indeed abandoned by Kunlun Mountain, what are you going to do?"
The white robe surnamed Lu was silent for a long while, then said solemnly: "Turn around, go back, let's pretend you haven't been here..."