Chapter 73 Qiankun Fan, Sword Saint Inheritance [Asking for Monthly Votes]

Looking at the natal treasure spirit gradually appearing above Fang Wang's head, disappointment flashed in the Sword Saint's eyes.

It's not a sword, what a pity!

But the Sword Saint thought that his time was coming, and his eyes dimmed again. He had no choice.

He stood on the lake and looked at Fang Wang quietly.

As the natal treasure spirit became more and more solid, the momentum it exuded gradually became stronger, causing the sky to be covered by dark clouds, which quickly transformed into thunderclouds and thunder.

In the distance, the sword cultivators who were comprehending the sword on the lake looked up one after another, and their faces showed confusion.

Xiao Zi looked up and saw that the sky was changing. Worry appeared in its snake eyes. It was afraid that the movement was too big and would cause trouble.

At this moment, it felt an unimaginable pressure coming from behind. It turned its head and looked, and its snake eyes widened.

The Sword Saint raised his right hand, and sword shadows rose from the fog behind him. Looking up, the lake area was surrounded by countless sword shadows, forming a sword formation. The sword shadows burst out sword energy, forming a sword energy light curtain, isolating this area.

"Don't worry, I'm clearing the formation for him."

The voice of the Sword Saint came, and Xiao Zi was relieved when she heard it.

Wait!

Is he talking to me?

Xiao Zi was so scared that her whole body tightened, and she was even more afraid of the Sword Saint.

Fang Wang heard the words of the Sword Saint, and his heart was at ease. If the other party had bad intentions, there was no need to wait any longer.

At the same time, the sword servants and sword cultivators in the distance saw the sword formation rising into the sky, and they all realized that it was the work of the Sword Saint.

Jian Tianze was so vast, but when the Sword Saint's sword formation rose, it was like a huge mountain of sword energy, no smaller than the surrounding peaks, and the momentum was even more magnificent.

Such sword energy was enough to make all the sword cultivators who witnessed this scene obsessed.

With the Sword Saint in charge, Fang Wang's subsequent shaping process was naturally smooth.

As time went by, the folding fan on his head gradually solidified. It was a black fan with flame patterns printed on the leaves. These flame patterns could store Xuanyang True Fire and be used against ghost weapons.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was surging, and lightning flashed above, but it didn't fall for a long time, as if the God of Heaven was expressing dissatisfaction.

The Sword Saint looked at Fang Wang's treasure spirit and uttered two words: "Earth Yuan!"

He himself was also an Earth Yuan treasure spirit, so he was very clear about the characteristics of the Earth Yuan grade, but he noticed that this treasure spirit was still absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which meant that its grade had not been shaped to the limit.

This was not surprising to the Sword Saint. He set up a formation here, and only treasure spirits that surpassed Xuan Yuan could be shaped successfully. Fang Wang could cause celestial phenomena, proving that he was not an ordinary Earth Yuan. This was a trap he set up. He also deliberately lowered the threshold for his sword servants, fearing that he would scare away the destined people.

The Sword Saint had expectations in his heart.

I hope this boy can create a grade that surpasses the Earth Yuan Treasure Spirit.

Just like Fang Wang of Taiyuan Sect!

When he thought of Fang Wang, the Sword Saint couldn't help but sigh. It was a pity that such a genius had already joined Taiyuan Sect, and Taiyuan Sect would definitely not let him go.

As long as there is a sect, there will be ties, which does not meet his selection criteria.

Suddenly!

The Sword Saint's face changed slightly. He felt his treasure spirit trembling, which made his eyes burst with spirit.

Really...

Fang Wang was fully immersed in shaping the spirit and had forgotten everything in the outside world.

I don't know how long it has been.

Fang Wang suddenly opened his eyes and stood up. The Xuanyang True Fire on his head spread out, carrying heat waves in all directions and shaking the sword formation.

He stood up, raised his hand to grab the top of his head, holding the fan handle, and a black folding fan with a flame pattern appeared in his hand.

He looked closely and saw the sword formation of the sword master. His mind moved, and he suddenly waved the black folding fan towards the sword light curtain in the distance.

Boom——

He waved the fan with one hand, and the lake in front of him exploded directly. The terrifying wind and waves visible to the naked eye were mixed with surging water, and the nearly ten-foot-high waves hit the sword formation light curtain head-on, and the whole sword formation trembled.

The sword master raised his eyebrows, his eyes focused, and pointed at the lake with two fingers of his right hand. In an instant, the originally shaking sword formation was as stable as a mountain, until the waves were offset.

Fang Wang exhaled a breath of turbid air and secretly said it was a pity.

He turned to look at the sword master, bowed his hands, and said: "Junior Zhou Yu thanks the sword master for raiding the formation. I was just excited just now and couldn't help but want to show it. I hope you don't blame me."

If he broke the sword formation with one blow, it would be fine, and the other party wouldn't dare to say anything more.

After failure, I can only be polite.

Of course, he really didn't mean to offend, he just wanted to try his own

"It's okay, it's my honor to witness the birth of Tianyuan. I didn't expect that this land could give birth to two Tianyuan in the same era. It seems that the man didn't deceive me. This place can really fulfill my wish. It's a pity that your treasure spirit is not a sword, otherwise I would like to give you all my inheritance."

The Sword Saint stroked his beard and sighed. Fang Wang was even more curious about what the Sword Saint wanted to give him.

He wanted to take out the Tianhong Sword, but he couldn't act rashly. What if the Sword Saint wanted to take over his body?

To be honest, he was not very interested in the Sword Saint's inheritance. He had a lot of unique skills for fighting now, and he didn't want to enter the Heavenly Palace and be depressed for hundreds of years.

Fang Wang suddenly had an idea and said, "Senior, I was able to shape this treasure thanks to you. Why don't you give it a name?"

The Sword Saint hesitated when he heard this, but thinking that he didn't have much time left, he smiled and said, "Its momentum is like fire, its movement is like thunder, and it can shake the world with one fan. Why not call it Qiankun Fan?"

Qiankun Fan?

Fang Wang thought the name was good and thanked the Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint waved his sleeves and released the sword formation. The sword energy curtain broke and the sword energy in the sky dissipated like thick fog, which was extremely spectacular.

Then, the Sword Saint walked towards Fang Wang.

Xiao Zi immediately came to Fang Wang, climbed up along his legs, and got into his arms.

The Sword Saint landed on the wooden bridge, walked past Fang Wang, and said, "Continue to practice. In a year, I will give you something."

Fang Wang watched him walk into the attic at the back and close the door.

One year?

No tricks, right?

Think carefully, judging from the power of the sword formation just now, Fang Wang is definitely not the opponent of the Sword Saint now. If the Sword Saint wants to harm him, why wait another year?

Even if there are special reasons to wait for a year, just in case, shouldn't he be suppressed directly now?

Fang Wang thought about it and decided to wait for a year, just in case.

The scenery here is nice and suitable for cultivation.

Fang Wang turned around and played with the Qiankun fan in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

A lonely figure in the cold river, wearing white clothes and a black fan, came in the wind. The lotus under the bridge was tilted, but it revealed a kind of messy beauty. This scene was as beautiful as a painting.

…

After shaping the Qiankun fan, Fang Wang's strength increased greatly. After that, he did not wander around, but meditated on the wooden bridge.

The Xuanxin realm is not enough!

He must reach the Condensed Realm as soon as possible, firstly to have the confidence to face all the crises in the Daqi Xiuxian world, and secondly to go to get the inheritance of the Tiangang Saint Body True Art.

Well, to this day, he still thinks about the Tiangang Saint Body True Skill.

In a blink of an eye.

Half a year has passed.

It took Fang Wang half a year to break through to the second level of the Xuanxin Realm. He felt that it was very slow, but when he thought that many people could only be stuck in the first level of the Xuanxin Realm throughout their lives, he felt relieved again.

After the breakthrough, he continued to practice sitting on the bridge, with his eyes open, looking at the lake.

In the past six months, he has been practicing, and the Sword Saint has not come out after entering the attic behind. He can't feel the breath in the attic, so he can't judge whether the Sword Saint is still there, but it's not good to disturb him rashly.

In recent days, Fang Wang has been very interested in the changes on the lake. He always feels that the Sword Saint has a special purpose in arranging him to practice here. The fog in this lake changes every day. For some reason, when the fog surges, he feels that he can vaguely see a figure practicing swordsmanship, but every time he thinks of this, he can no longer see the figure when he looks at the fog on the lake.

"Why are you here?"

A familiar voice came, Fang Wang glanced over, and saw Fang Hanyu coming with a sword, with a look of surprise on his face.

Fang Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately this kid didn't call him by his real name.

This is Fang Hanyu, who is meticulous. As soon as he saw Fang Wang, he knew that Fang Wang changed his name. After all, there were a lot of discussions about him in Jian Tianze, especially Song Jinyuan was still in a state of decadence.

Fang Wang waved at him, and he immediately flew over and landed beside Fang Wang.

"Practice here, what about you?" Fang Wang asked with a smile.

Fang Hanyu replied: "Of course I came here for the inheritance of the Sword Saint. Unfortunately, I have been here for more than half a year and have only seen him once. Why don't you try it too? You will definitely succeed. In terms of swordsmanship, I think no one can compare to you."

Thirty-six Swords of Jinghong, who in the world can achieve this accomplishment?

Clang!

A sound came from behind, followed by a gust of wind. Fang Wang and the other man turned their heads and saw the Sword Master standing behind them.

The Sword Master stared at Fang Wang with burning eyes and asked, "Zhou Yu, are you also a sword cultivator?"

Zhou Yu?

Isn't this a name from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms?

Fang Hanyu was secretly surprised. When he was a child, Fang Wang liked to tell him about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. When he grew up, he found that there was no Three Kingdoms in the world. The romance of Shu Han and the style of Cao Wei were obviously made up by Fang Wang.

He was not surprised that Fang Wang changed his name, but why he changed the name of the Dongwu camp. Didn't Fang Wang dislike Dongwu?

Why not call him Zhuge Liang, who he liked?

By the way, I will also use the name of the Three Kingdoms to travel around in the world in the future, and I can also form a secret code with Fang Wang.

Facing the burning gaze of the Sword Saint, Fang Wang gritted his teeth and said, "Well, it's a little bit involved, but I'm not a pure sword cultivator."

The Sword Saint narrowed his eyes and said, "Use your strongest swordsmanship to spar with me. If you satisfy me, I will also give you my inheritance."

Fang Wang frowned.

Once he uses the Jinghong Divine Sword Art or the Nine Heavens Canglei Sword Formation, it will be easy to expose his identity.

A Taiyuan Sect disciple who has shaped the Tianyuan Treasure Spirit...

"If you perform well, my inheritance will not only be given to you, but also to him." The Sword Saint spoke again, and he glanced at Fang Hanyu.

Fang Hanyu was not excited, but fell into silence.

He didn't know what Fang Wang was hesitating about, but he was afraid that he would cause trouble for Fang Wang.

Before he landed, he deliberately used his spiritual sense to scan the attic, and there was clearly no one...

In other words, this person is the Sword Saint!

Apart from the Sword Saint, who else could be so unfathomable?

But... why did Fang Wang resist the Sword Saint's inheritance?