I thought I could hone my sword spirit through this fierce battle, but in the end I still couldn't do it. This inevitably made Fang Yuan feel a little depressed. Before this, even though Li Baihu had said with all sincerity, he His swordsmanship will not improve, and he doesn't believe it, because he has believed that efforts will be rewarded since he was a child, and he also has strong confidence in his swordsmanship, but this time it seems to be different. , it seems that someone is telling him that this time, the road is really broken...
He knew that the most important thing to avoid in practice and learning was to be restless, so he drank tea quietly, trying to suppress the depression, but the effect was not obvious. After half an hour, he still couldn't remember it. I feel a little lost...
“Tuk tuk…”
Outside the law cabin, there was a gentle knock on the door.
Fang Yuan frowned and said, "What's the matter?"
The flying ghost outside the cabin seemed to be a little shivering. He hesitated for a moment and then whispered: "Sir, someone wants to see you..."
"Anyone wants to see you?"
Fang Yuan frowned.
I thought to myself that there were not many people on this vast snowfield, let alone many people I knew. Who would come to see me
Distraught, I wanted to refuse casually.
But at this moment, a dragon roar suddenly sounded outside the Dharma Ark.
Fang Yuan fell silent immediately. He could tell that the dragon's roar was the sound of a kendo master flicking his sword. This was an extremely powerful kendo method. The other party was obviously using this method to express himself to Fang Yuan. kendo cultivation level.
"Huh..."
Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the irritability in his heart, stood up and got out of the magic boat.
After arriving outside the Dharma Boat and facing the wind and snow, Fang Yuan felt a little calmer and clearer.
Looking up, he saw a few men with spear-like figures standing on a snowy slope about a hundred feet away from the Dharma ark. They were all wearing the most common snow robes on the snowy fields, but tied with a huge piece of snow robe behind their backs. Wearing black cloaks, each of them had extremely tall and straight figures, deep energy, and a faint edge. Even when the wind and snow came around them, they seemed to feel much depressed.
"Where do so many sword masters come from?"
Fang Yuan looked at them and narrowed his eyes slightly.
After he entered the snowy field, he naturally also learned about the distribution of forces around it. He knew that above the snowy field, there were some evil cultivators with mysterious whereabouts, or demons who were sitting on the ground to share the stolen goods. But now this is the third place after all. Outside the snow line, there are fewer resources and the wind and snow are cold, so there are not many experts distributed. Tong Laomo and others are already top-notch existences.
But now, the few people on the snowy slope look like they are all first-class masters in the realm of golden elixir. Whether it is their cultivation energy or their aura, they are far from comparable to those who look like devils who look like casual cultivators. They Where did it suddenly appear from
More importantly, when seeing these people, Fang Yuan felt a sense of familiarity.
"Haha, the leader of the Six Paths single-handedly entered the snowfield and killed all the demons, but his whereabouts were hidden. It really makes us ashamed..."
When he saw Fang Yuan appear, the leader on the snowy slope suddenly laughed softly and hugged Fang Yuan from a distance. His voice was not very loud, but it penetrated the howling wind and snow and could be clearly heard. From Fang Yuan's ears, it can be seen that his cultivation level is not weak.
"You recognized me?"
After hearing this, Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at those people.
By this time, he had almost guessed the other party's identity.
"You are young and have both martial arts skills. You are proficient in alchemy formations and seal weapons, and you can defeat ten demons with one sword. Such a person cannot be easily raised in the poor snow fields. It has to be the soil and water of Zhongzhou to be able to raise him. You are such a genius, fellow Taoist Fang Yuan has shown such a skill in front of Wuxue Mountain. If we still can't recognize your identity, then we, Chengtian Swordsman, have been wandering around the snowy plains for so many years in vain... "
The person who spoke was an elegant man with fair skin and three long beards. He looked to be in his forties. He seemed very polite when he spoke, but he seemed to have a strange power. At first glance, , it is necessary to see through people's hearts.
"Chengtian Swordsmanship..."
After Fang Yuan heard his self-identification, he immediately became convinced that it was indeed these people...
He has been in the snowy field for so long, so naturally he knows nothing about the forces above the snowy field. He even said that he already knew a lot before entering the snowy field, and the Bearing Sky Sword Dao was what he had in mind from the beginning. To get in touch with the existence.
Chengtian Kendo is not a sect, but an alliance of countless people.
If we were to change the term used by the disciples of Xi Jian Chi, we would call them "Evil Sword Cultivators"!
According to Li Baihu, Fang Yuan's practice of the Perfect Sword Sutra is also inherited in the snowy plains. It is unknown when it started, but it has been popular for hundreds of years. This exquisite principle of swordsmanship has been widely circulated, but it has attracted many people. Countless people flocked to it, just like the Snow Wolf Sword he had fought with Fang Yuan before. The swordsmanship he used contained some concepts from the Perfect Sword Scripture, which could be considered as having the same origin as Fang Yuan.
And ever since those who practiced this kind of swordsmanship began to use evil methods to break through the barrier of the sword's heart, they formed a deep hatred with Xi Jian Chi. With the tyrannical strength of Xi Jian Chi, there are countless masters. Naturally, there is no one in the vast snowfield. Who has the ability to confront them head-on, but instead of being less, there are more and more people who practice evil swords. They have also secretly formed an alliance and have been fighting against the Sword Washing Pool for many years.
In the eyes of Xi Jianchi, they are demons and evil cultivators, and they are the most unforgivable kind of evil cultivators.
But they themselves don't think so, but they are of the same lineage.
Among the cultivators on the snowfield, no one dared to call them evil cultivators, so they all referred to their inherited sword canon. Because the methods they practiced were said to be from a skill originally named Chengtian Sword Canon. After getting it from Dharma, he called himself Chengtian Sword Dao.
These people are usually very careful to avoid being discovered by the sword-washing pool, so when they practice, many people would rather pay a high price and drive the demons to hunt for the monk souls for them, while they hide in the depths of the snowfield. Or he was hiding in the depths of some sects so that no one knew about it, but Fang Yuan didn't expect that they would come openly just after he showed his true strength.
"So, now that you've come to the door, what's your advice?"
Fang Yuan was silent for a while, then spoke calmly, and the energy in his body slowly rose up.
In fact, he also knew that most of the demons he killed on his way into the snowfield were secretly working for these evil cultivators. Those demons were the minions who hunted the souls of the monks for these evil sword monks. , and I have killed countless demons along the way, which is actually equivalent to cutting off other people's minions and cutting off their way to capture the soul.
Especially the battle at the foot of Wuxue Mountain uprooted the biggest one among their minions, Tong Lao Mo, and cut off a major source of their power. If you think about it this way, the opponent will come looking for you, and there is a high probability that they will come. Nine is here for revenge...
"Haha, if people in the Ming Dynasty don't tell secret stories, don't you understand why we are here, fellow Taoist Fang Yuan?"
But after listening to Fang Yuan's words, the long-bearded swordsman smiled softly and looked very polite, saying: "In front of Wendao Mountain in Zhongzhou, fellow Taoist Fang Yuan won the title of the Six Paths. He is famous all over the world and has a bright future. It's just a pity. Because he had to fight with the Yinshan Sect, he was tabooed by the Immortal Alliance, and the opportunity to enter Kunlun Mountain was forcibly suppressed. Without the inheritance of the immortal method, he saw that his cultivation path was cut off, his future was bleak, and his heart was depressed. We came to this snowy field to relax. We understand. Yes, you should do your best as a landlord and entertain fellow Taoists..."
"Um?"
After hearing what the other party said, Fang Yuan's heart suddenly condensed slightly.
Slowly, he regained his composure and somewhat understood what these people were thinking.
After a moment of silence, he said calmly: "There is no need to entertain, we have different ways and we don't want to work together!"
"Haha, it seems that fellow Taoist Fang Yuan still has some worries!"
The long-bearded swordsman seemed to have anticipated Fang Yuan's reaction, and laughed loudly and said: "There are three thousand avenues, why should Fellow Taoist Fang Yuan be depressed because one of the roads was cut off? The climate of the snowfield is not as good as that of the Eastern Land." , but it always makes you see another scene!”
After saying that, he waved his hand gently and said, "Let us present you with the generous gift!"
Beside him, there was immediately a person holding a white ice box in his hand, and he rushed forward. When he got in front of Fang Yuan, he looked up at him, smiled lowly, and placed the box on Fang Yuan's boat. went up, and then flew back again.
During this process, Fang Yuan remained silent and did not speak.
"After little friend Fang Yuan has thought about it, please go to the Six Jue Palace deep in the snowfield to talk about it..."
And the long-bearded man, after doing all this, raised his head and glanced towards the east. He didn't stay much, smiled loudly, and then slowly walked back with several others. The wind and snow around them covered their figures. When the wind and snow passed, they were completely invisible. Only the faint sound, like the sound of swords, could be heard faintly from behind the distant wind and snow.
"Huh, are you leaving?"
It wasn't until those people disappeared for a long time that Fei Gui'er poked his head out with a gloomy face and said, "I thought these monsters came here to seek revenge, but I didn't expect them to be so polite. Master, you Is it really those six paths..."
Fang Yuan's face was also gloomy, and he said, "No need to ask any more questions, just bring this box in!"
Sitting back in the magic cabin, Fang Yuan frowned and looked around. He saw that the ice box was square and not a treasure. It looked like it was temporarily made of ice and snow. He used his spiritual consciousness to explore it. , and then he was sure that there was no restriction or vicious aura on it, so after looking at the box for a long time, Fang Yuan finally made up his mind and slowly opened the box...
Then, looking at the contents in the box, he was silent for a long time, and then whispered to himself: "I really have a heart for it!"
(End of chapter)