"Let me leave?"
Fang Yuan was slightly startled when he heard what Lu Baipao said.
The expression on his face changed slightly, and he looked at him calmly and said, "Why?"
The white robe surnamed Lu replied coldly: "Of course it's with the swords in our hands..."
Fang Yuan stopped talking, but there was green energy rising up beside him, like a huge piece of silk...
The surrounding Qi seems a bit eerie and depressing.
"Be calm and don't be impatient..."
It was also at this time that the white-robed swordsman Xiao Qin sighed lowly and ordered his life. Then he looked at Fang Yuan quietly, smiled apologetically, and said, "Brother Fang Yuan, we have our senior brother Li Baihu. The Dao Sword is your guarantee, and we don’t want to attack you directly, but you really shouldn’t come to this snowy field, listen to my advice and give up this idea, how about we don’t offend the river?”
"We have always been in harmony with each other!"
Fang Yuan also glanced at the woman, breathed a sigh of relief, and said:
"I know what you are worried about in the sword-washing pool, but please tell the teacher that no matter how bad Fang is, he will not fall into evil ways. I came to the snowy field just to sharpen the sword's will and refine the sword's heart. Everyone. I am a swordsman who knows how difficult it is to become a Taoist. Please understand Fang. If I become a demon, you can come and kill me. But before that, please don’t stop Fang from pursuing the Tao... "
Fang Yuan also meant what he said and said it sincerely.
"Haha, you said you won't become a demon, so you won't become a demon?"
The Baipao surnamed Lu said solemnly: "We came to stop you because of Brother Baihu's sake. Otherwise, these demons who seek evil ways will be beheaded at the word of a behead. How can they stay here with you?" I’m trying to persuade you, I hope you know something about it!”
Fang Yuan's anger also rose in his heart. He was silent for a long time and said, "Then what if I don't know what to do?"
The white-robed man surnamed Lu let out a cry, his long sword unsheathed and filled with murderous intent.
Fang Yuan glanced at him, shook his head and said, "It's useless, you can't stop me!"
"Then let's try it!"
The white-robed man surnamed Lu gave a low shout, and beside him, the black-robed swordsmen of the Sword Washing Pool also drew their swords.
The surroundings suddenly became tense, and a war was about to break out.
The three old demons were already complaining secretly. Unexpectedly, the notorious evil cultivator in this snowy field came, and Fang Yuan also killed many of their minions. As a result, they didn't say anything else, but instead gave them gifts politely. , but when the sword washing pool came, it was a different situation. Seeing that a battle was about to start, they also hesitated. What if they started to take action
Don't help your young master, he still has poison pills on him, but if you help him...
… The sword-washing pool is not something to be trifled with!
Xiao Qin frowned, sighed lightly, pressed Lu Baipao's shoulder, and said to Fang Yuan: "Brother Fang Yuan, please forgive me. Junior Brother Lu's compatriots were harmed by evil cultivators. Therefore, he particularly hates evil sword cultivators, but we also hope that Senior Brother Fang Yuan can understand our painstaking efforts. The reason why evil swords are called evil is because they do all kinds of evil and have touched the bottom line. You are the dignified leader of the Six Paths. , you have a bright future, even if Kunlun Mountain abandons you, there are always other ways to go..."
After speaking, he fell silent for a moment, frowned and looked at Fang Yuan, and said, "Why do you have to take this evil path?"
From this look, Fang Yuan could see a sense of hatred for iron.
He also understood in his heart. After being silent for a while, he sighed in a low voice and said: "You have already determined that Fang came here because he wanted to follow the path of the evil sword. It seems that there is no use for Fang to explain anything. Fang is not usually a person who likes to talk too much, but at this time, I still have to say one more thing. If you can’t trust me, can’t you still trust your own senior brother Li Baihu?”
While speaking, he raised his head, looked at Xiao Qin, and said calmly: "Since he is willing to use the natal sword to help me guarantee, it is because he believes that Fang will not go astray. If Fang does not live up to his expectations, , I won’t let my friends be disappointed in me either…”
After hearing this, Xiao Qin pondered for a moment and said, "Then what will Taoist Brother Fang Yuan do after he enters the snowfield?"
After hearing this, Fang Yuan was silent for a while and said: "Hone the sword's will and seek the sword's heart!"
After hearing this, Baipao surnamed Lu couldn't help but sneer and said: "If Jianxin could be cultivated so easily, there wouldn't be so many innocent people whose souls were abducted by evil cultivators. Fang Yes, with your status, aren't you ashamed to tell such lies?"
Fang Yuan frowned and said no more.
"Chengtian Swordsmanship has gone down a wrong path from the beginning. No matter how hard you try, it will be useless!"
Xiao Qin, on the other hand, spoke more simply, saying: "Brother Fang Yuan, go back, we will treat you as if you have never been here at the Sword Washing Pond!"
Fang Yuan's patience reached its peak. After a while, he said, "If I must go there, can you stop me?"
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Boom!
Because of his words, the surrounding wind and snow seemed to become much heavier.
A vague pressure rose up on Fang Yuan's body. The green energy curled up, seeming to stir up the surrounding void, making the vast wind and snow become heavy and boundless. The sword-washing pool disciples on top of the giant sword , at this time, he even felt a pressure as if heaven and earth were suppressing him. At this time, the black-robed disciples were shaking and seemed to be unsteady.
At this moment, the faces of the two white-robed swordsmen also changed drastically, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Not to mention those black-robed swordsmen, these two white-robed ones were originally Li Baihu's younger brothers and younger sisters. Their swordsmanship skills were probably not as good as those of Li Baihu three years ago. But three years ago, Fang Yuan had a relationship with Li Baihu. Li Baihu's strength in the first battle is now three years later. He has read all over the world's mysterious magic and magical skills in Langya Pavilion, and his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. Although Fang Yuan's current cultivation has just entered the late stage of Jindan, and can only be regarded as The golden elixir is at the seventh level, but in terms of the power of his supernatural power alone, he can't find many opponents under the Nascent Soul.
Now that he was unhappy and caused changes in his Qi, these disciples of the Sword Washing Pool felt great pressure.
"We may not be able to stop Taoist Brother Fang Yuan..."
At this moment, the man named Lu in Baipao was speechless, but Xiao Qin still maintained his composure. After a while, he whispered: "But we are not overestimating our capabilities. , the reason why I didn’t come to see you until now after seeing Taoist Brother Fang Yuan appear, is because we have already notified the elder Jianchi with the sword book, presumably, his old man will be arriving soon... "
"Um?"
After hearing her words, Fang Yuan concentrated for a moment, then slowly looked to the west.
Then he said: "If my guess is correct, this elder should have arrived!"
The surrounding wind and snow suddenly swept up one after another, seeming to be touched by every kind of energy.
The heavy snow was like a curtain, blocking the vision of countless people.
When the heavy snow fell slowly, everyone saw that on the top of Wuxue Mountain, in mid-air, there was a woman wearing white clothes.
This person looks to be about 20 years old. He is wearing a pure white silk robe, his hair is disheveled, and he does not have any accessories. He also does not have any accessories on his body, except for his waist, which hangs down diagonally. The purple sword looked like wood. She stood gently in the air and looked at Fang Yuan with a half-smile, her eyes full of admiration.
"It's really good. With the cultivation of Jindan, you can see through my sword concealment method!"
Fang Yuan saluted her and said, "Senior, when we come here, we won't even dare to snow. It's hard not to notice!"
The white robes and black robes on the giant sword below were all shocked when they heard this, and hurriedly saluted the woman in white.
"Meet Elder Min..."
Hearing the names of these people, Fang Yuan's heart moved slightly.
He concentrated again and looked at the woman.
But I saw that she was born young, but there was no trace of immaturity on her face. She must have concealed her true age because of her cultivation. Moreover, although there were many elders in the sword-washing pool, she must have been saluted so solemnly by the white-robed swordsman. She is not an ordinary elder who is promoted based on age and seniority. In other words, the woman in front of her is truly one level higher than the white-robed swordsman...
In the outside world, these people are called "Nascent Soul Sword Immortals"!
In order to stop him, Xi Jianchi actually dispatched a Nascent Soul Sword Immortal
He felt helpless, and a helpless smile appeared on his face.
It seems that calling directly won't work, so we need to find another way...
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"Young man, they can't stop you, so I can, right?"
Elder Min ignored the disciples from the Xijianchi who were saluting her. He just looked Fang Yuan up and down, with a smile on his face and said, "Look, you have an unpleasant face, elder." I don’t want to bully you, just go back obediently, that evil sword is not that easy to cultivate, it would be better for you to go to the devil’s side to practice for a few years, and let Kunlun Mountain agree to accept you again!”
Fang Yuan looked at her helplessly and said, "Senior, you don't believe that I really didn't come here to seek evil sword cultivation?"
Elder Min asked, "Do you think I look like a fool?"
“They don’t look alike, but they talk alike!”
Fang Yuan thought to himself, then he thought for a long time and sighed: "How can senior trust me?"
Elder Min sighed: "This has nothing to do with belief or disbelief. You have already cultivated the foundation of Chengtian Sword Dao. If you have evil thoughts, you will enter the devil's path. We are just saying that we cherish talents in the sword washing pool, and we don't want to rely on them for nothing." No matter how powerful the enemy is, you will not be allowed to enter the snowfield no matter what, but if you are willing to go to our sword washing pool and use the water of the sword pool to wash away your sword intent, then our sword washing pool will not only not prevent you from entering the snowy field, but even How about making it up to you and giving you a chance to learn the art of swordsmanship in the Sword Washing Pond?"
"Wash away all the sword intent?"
After hearing this, Fang Yuan's expression couldn't help but change.
He is no longer the young boy he once was, so he naturally knows the meaning behind these light words.
It seemed that it would be okay to wash away the foundation of swordsmanship that he had cultivated with the Wu Que Sword Sutra, and it would not affect his magical powers. But in fact, he had been practicing swordsmanship hard since he started practicing, and he had already condensed the principles of Wu Que Jian Dao. It is even engraved into the soul of the body, and a sword is kept in the body. If it is to be washed away by the water of the sword pool, then it will be uprooted.
Not only will his physical body be severely damaged, and he will no longer be able to practice martial arts, but even his soul will become mutilated, affecting the birth of a baby.
And this is actually the suffering that the sword madman of Qingyang Sect experienced back then...
At that time, the sword-washing pool had crippled him, and he would be forever crippled for life after life. In fact, what he used was the so-called sword-washing method!
(End of chapter)