Chapter 870 Qingyang Sword Crazy

When Qingyang Sect was looking at the two of them, Fang Yuan was also looking at Qingyang Jianchi seriously.

He knew too much about Qingyang Sword Chi, perhaps this understanding surpassed that of Elder Yun and others who lived in the same era as Qingyang Sword Chi. He had seen the shadow left by this man when he practiced his sword, had encountered a sword intent left by him on the snowy field, and even had a conversation with that sword intent. He once regarded this person as a high mountain, and felt desperate because he could only stay at the foot of the mountain and look at his height. He also once regretted his incompleteness for this person, and respected this person extremely!

But before that, Fang Yuan never thought that he could really see him.

Everyone in the Qingyang sect called Fang Yuan the number one arrogance of the Qingyang sect in this calamity, but Fang Yuan knew that in terms of true cultivation talent, maybe he could only rank second, and this person in front of him could be regarded as the first. He pursued the way of the sword by himself, and left behind such supreme sword tactics as Wu Que's sword scripture.

Qingyangzong had been deliberately forgetting about him and avoiding mentioning him. It was not all because he entered the way of the devil later, but more importantly, he was too tall and ignored world affairs. Jian Chi, but never caused any trouble!

Probably there is no trouble to catch his sword...

Not only did he not cause any trouble, but what is even more unimaginable is that he actually helped the Qingyang Sect solve a problem. Facing the catastrophe, no one thought that this person who was only obsessed with swordsmanship would come back and kill a powerful enemy for the Qingyang Sect!

According to ordinary people's understanding of him, he should see the Qingyang Sect destroyed before his eyes, and he would not even look at it...

"Thank you, senior, for returning to the mountain, and beheading the powerful enemy for the Qingyang Sect!"

After looking at this person for a long time, Fang Yuan bowed lightly on the hillside and bowed to him.

This prayer is a matter of course.

Whether it was Xie Qingyang's sword that beheaded the Kyushu sword head, or because he had inherited his swordsmanship, Fang Yuan would worship him.

After Fang Yuan's obeisance, the entire Qingyang Sect was in a state of throbbing. The mountain was full of people, headed by the Sect Master of the Qingyang Sect, and then the elders, true biography, deacons, etc., all bowed down together.

"I……"

The crippled man seemed unnatural when he saw so many worshiping beside him.

His lips moved, trying to speak, but his voice seemed hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

So he was silent again, and then he spoke slowly: "I'm not here to save anything, just to sharpen my sword. I haven't found anything to sharpen my sword for a long time, so I have been looking for this person. I heard that he is still alive, and I thought his swordsmanship must be very strong, but I didn't expect that he is not as good as the current Xijianchi sword capital, it is too weak!"

After hearing this, all the cultivators around were moved.

The more I pondered what this sword idiot said, the more terrified I felt.

Jian Chi has been looking for the sword head of Xijianchi from the previous life, so that he can use it to sharpen his sword?

What did he think of the sword head that once ruled the world?

The most important thing is, you have chopped off all the people, and you still think they are not strong enough?

No one knew whether what he said was true or not, and at this moment, no one knew how to answer his words!

"In any case, thank you, senior!"

Fang Yuan straightened up, and said: "I have learned your sword before, stepped into the path of swordsmanship, on the snowfield, and because I encountered a sword intent you left behind, I know how to cultivate the sword of mind, and finally achieved the Nascent Soul realm..."

"I can see it!"

Qingyang Jianzhi nodded, glanced at Fang Yuan with his only eye, then shook his head, and said: "But your swordsmanship is too weak, and your learning is too complicated, and you have lost the true meaning of seeking a sword, so I can't use you to sharpen your sword!"

The people next to him couldn't help shivering when they heard it.

If Fang Yuan, the co-author, is stronger in swordsmanship, this Qingyang sword idiot will use him to sharpen his sword?

So impartial?

Even Fang Yuan was a little stunned. His swordsmanship had always been highly praised by the world. Even among the seven great swordsmen in Xijianchi, perhaps few of them dared to believe that their swordsmanship was superior to theirs. Looking at the present, Fang Yuan even believed that Jianshou was the only person in the entire Xijianchi who could hold his head steady, but in the eyes of Jian Chi, he was too weak?

Suddenly there was a long-lost excitement in my heart, which showed that Jian Chi was stronger than I imagined.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Yuan said conveniently: "After the junior has cultivated the Xinyi Sword, he has been suffering from not being able to make any progress, so he wants to ask for advice!"

Qingyang Jianzhi shook his head and said: "Practicing swords is a simple matter, what can I ask for advice!"

Fang Yuan frowned, and said: "The power of the sword of the mind of this junior is far worse than that of the senior!"

"You don't even dare to use the sword of mind, of course you are far behind me!"

Qingyang Jianchi shook his head, answered casually, and then walked forward slowly while supporting the bamboo stick.

It seemed that he really just came chasing the Kyushu sword head, using it to sharpen the sword, and then left to find a new sharpening stone.

No one dared to stop Qingyang Sect, they could only watch him leave.

When Fang Yuan heard his words, he was also slightly taken aback, as if he had thought of something.

Just now when Qingyang Sword Chi slashed out that sword, Fang Yuan was fighting with Hei Guan Laoxiu, he didn't see it, but even if he was in Nine Heavens, he could still feel the sharpness of that sword, which really shocked Fang Yuan!

He couldn't figure out how Qingyang Jianchi's sword could be so strong!

It wasn't until Qingyang Jianchi said it casually that Fang Yuan suddenly understood.

The sword that Qingyang Jianzhi made was actually the sword of mind.

Fang Yuan has also cultivated this sword of mind, but he has always used it as a bottom-of-the-box skill, because after this sword is cut out, his mind is too exhausted, if he can't hurt the enemy, then he will become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of the opponent, and he has no power to resist!

But Qingyang Jianchi is different, he has always used the mind sword.

He doesn't care what kind of troubles will come later if this sword fails, he just strikes the sword first!

It is precisely because he uses the Mind Sword every time he makes a move, so he doesn't need to pursue any magic weapon. Everything in the world, as long as he can use it to display his Mind Sword, is his sword. He doesn't care what kind of magic power, law, fairy treasure, or cultivation level the opponent is.

Is it the only way to make the Xinyi sword stronger?

Fang Yuan also used to borrow an old bronze to sharpen his sword in the Dragon Trace in the South China Sea.

And Jian Chi went one step further, he was always looking for something that would allow him to sharpen his sword!

Because every time he strikes the sword is the sword of mind, so his swordsmanship becomes stronger and stronger. No matter who he fights, he wins with one stroke, because the first sword he strikes already represents his highest level of strength.

His sword has been worn to such an extent that it is almost unstoppable!

This reason is so simple, but Fang Yuan was stunned.

Perhaps, if Fang Yuan didn't have so many worries at ordinary times, no matter what strong enemy he encountered, no matter what shackles he encountered, he would directly slash the past with his mind sword, then Fang Yuan now has made great progress in swordsmanship, not losing to the Lord of Saints...

...Of course, it may have been cold!

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"I'll send senior down the mountain!"

When these thoughts flashed through Fang Yuan's mind, Qingyang Jianzhi had already crossed the mountain peak and was walking down the mountain. Although he limped, his speed was very fast. However, I don't know if it was because he finally returned to the Qingyang Sect after a thousand years. His pace finally slowed down a bit, as if he was deliberately looking at the familiar scenery around him, thinking about something.

So when Fang Yuan was on the mountainside, he caught up with him, walking with him with swaying steps.

"Senior, if you shoulder the heavy responsibility of the world and go forward alone, but the world is puzzled and comes to obstruct you again and again, making you go through hardships and dangers, and even get lost, making you suspicious, doubting whether you are worthwhile, how should senior deal with it?"

Fang Yuan thought of countless things in his mind and asked a question.

Qingyang Jianchi thought about it seriously, and said: "What do you do with the world's heavy responsibility?"

Fang Yuan hesitated slightly, and said: "Someone must do it!"

Qingyang Jianchi seemed a little puzzled, and said: "Do you think what you do is very important?"

Fang Yuan nodded.

Qingyang Jianchi said: "Is it more important than the way of the sword?"

Fang Yuan said, "That's how it is for me!"

Qingyang Jianchi said: "Then it's done, don't care what other people do?"

With such direct words, Fang Yuan really thought twice in his mind before he realized the true meaning. Taking a few quick steps, he once again caught up with Qingyang Sword Chi, pondered, pondered, and asked a question again: "What if it will lead to a catastrophe?"

Qingyang Jianchi turned his head and glanced at Fang Yuan with the last glance he had left.

Fang Yuan found that his eyes were extremely clear, much clearer than his own.

"I only know how to practice swords, I don't know anything else!"

Qingyang Jianzhi said: "But since you want to practice swords, you need to find some strong sharpening stones!"

Fang Yuan listened to his words quietly, although what Jian Chi said seemed to be very simple, but he still memorized every word, walked side by side with Qingyang Jian Chi, and asked another question: "Have seniors given up on Wu Que swordsmanship?"

Qingyang Jianzhi didn't turn his head back, and didn't feel offended, he just said: "Pure is perfect, don't you understand?"

Fang Yuan already got what he wanted in his heart.

He was also sure that the person in front of him could not say anything no matter what. He only had the sword in his eyes, and he didn't care about everything in the world. He didn't even care whether the catastrophe would come or whether the world would be destroyed. To a certain extent, he was also a person who avoided the world.

Such a powerful person will never shoulder any heavy responsibilities...

Speaking of which, this is really a bit of a pity...

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Fang Yuan was a little unwilling, so he suddenly said slowly: "I know there is a place where you can sharpen your sword!"

Qingyang Jianchi suddenly turned his head and looked at Fang Yuan fixedly.

It can be seen that he is tempted!