After the disciples of Xijianchi left, Fang Yuan rested in the sword tomb for a few days to recover his energy.
The terrain of this sword tomb is unique, and it is sheltered from the wind and cold, making it much warmer than outside. Although it is behind the ninth snow line, it is about the same temperature as the seventh snow line. If you stay in this sword tomb, then Naturally, it was the most comfortable, but since Fang Yuan wanted to sharpen his sword, he naturally would not hide here. Instead, he built a sword house by molding the snow into a house in the extremely cold wind and snow not far away.
He asked Jin Hanxue and found out that this girl really didn't want to leave, so he allowed her to live in the sword tomb, while he sat cross-legged in the sword tomb all day long, or faced the wind and snow, Hone your sword intent, or just keep calm and meditate, and deduce the way of the sword.
The cold at the ninth snow line is unbearable.
Even a Nascent Soul Mahayana monk would probably not be able to stay under such severe cold for a long time without the protection of exotic treasures, but Fang Yuan risked everything just to face such severe cold. Fortunately, , he has perfect sword intention and can protect himself and barely withstand the severe cold of the world. However, this environment also requires him to maintain his sword intention and protect his heart at all times.
Otherwise, if you just sit down and take a nap before having a cup of tea, you may find that your body is completely frozen.
A sword house was built here to practice, and every breath was torture.
But Fang Yuan managed to endure this suffering for a long time.
In the beginning, he only sat on a stick of incense in the sword hut for a while, and his body was almost destroyed. He had to go back to the sword hut and take pills to heal his wounds. But later, as he became more and more comfortable with the operation of the sword's intention, he found that He could sit for half an hour. Later, it seemed that his physical body, as well as his meridians and magic power, gradually adapted to the severe cold of the world, and he could sit for several hours.
A few months later, he even found that he could sit in this sword house for several days.
But at this time, he made up his mind to just stay on the Jianlu and no longer go back to the Jianzhong to avoid the cold.
On this snowy field, he wanted to find his original intention of swordsmanship and finally deduce the method of forming the sword's will.
Fang Yuan had always felt that his sword intent could not be improved, but he found that after undergoing enough training and surviving the calamity of the Taoist heart, his sword intent, which could not be improved, had also been improved, and was even infinitely close to perfection. This made him I feel confident...
Since sword intention can be achieved, who can guarantee that one cannot condense it into a sword heart
After all, it all depends on people!
Previously, he was quite talented in the way of swordsmanship, and with the help of Tianyan's technique, he made great progress in swordsmanship. But after all, his practice was still based on magical powers, and he was not focused enough on the way of swordsmanship. Now, he wants to Taking advantage of the wind and snow in the snowfield, I consolidated my swordsmanship, straightened out the front and back, deduced it thoroughly, and then thought about the next step after my sword power was perfected!
This step may be difficult, but Fang Yuan believes it must be done.
Just like others say, there are fifty great avenues, and if one of them is escaped, it is impossible to have a perfect Taoist mind in this world. But in the same way, if one of the fifty great avenues is escaped, there cannot be a real dead end in this world. There must still be a dead end. There will be a glimmer of opportunity!
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He built a hut in the snowy plains and practiced the art of swordsmanship.
In the wind and snow, time passed quickly for a year. Fang Yuan had been quietly studying the way of swordsmanship in the sword hut, while Jin Hanxue also stayed in the sword hut and continued to practice her own method. , do not interfere with each other, but will support each other.
The only problem is that in the depths of this snowfield, resources are consumed very quickly. When Fang Yuan went deep into the snowfield, some resources were almost consumed. Later, he returned to the eighth snow line to save him. The resources on the Dharma Ark left there were also retrieved, but within a year, they were almost consumed, and now the Qiankun Bag is even more depleted...
Although there are still three Dharma boats buried near the sixth snow line. They were taken back from the Yuan family and are valuable, but he has no time to retrieve them, let alone these resources. Go outside the snowfield to purchase supplies.
However, luckily, the white cat played a role at this time.
I don’t know what method it used, but it often wandered around the sword tomb. Whenever the mountains were exhausted, some snow beasts would be driven over. Fang Yuan and Jin Hanxue killed these snow beasts, and used the meat as food and the blood as medicine. , Skin is skin, although it sounds a bit like drinking blood from hair, but all kinds of problems have finally been solved. Without the worry of resources, you can concentrate on practicing.
Another point is that when the disciples of Xijianchi left, Fang Yuan had asked them to tell the world that he was practicing swordsmanship deep in the snowy field. Anyone who wanted to kill or capture him could come to the depths of the snowy field. , he had a sword waiting for him, but after waiting for so long, no assassin has appeared, and even the disciples of the Sword Washing Pool have never returned. It seems that everyone has forgotten him.
Fang Yuan couldn't figure it out, so he simply ignored it.
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Three months passed, and Fang Yuan sat quietly in the Jian Hut all day long.
Six months passed, and Fang Yuan danced his sword against the skylight on the snowfield.
Nine months have passed, and Fang Yuan is cooperating with the white cat to kill the fierce snow bear on the snowy field.
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Until one day one year and two months later, a brilliant skylight appeared in the sky in the extreme north. It was constantly changing in the sky and was beautiful. This was a unique scenery on the snowfield. It would appear from time to time, bringing with it With an indescribable sense of magnificence and ethereal mystery, Fang Yuan watched the light quietly for a long time, suddenly became interested, walked out of the snow hut, and danced his sword in the light of the sky.
Now that he has perfected his sword intention, his sword technique has taken a further step. When he dances with his sword, it is like a ball of light, flying around the sky and the earth, extremely gorgeous, and intersects with the light in the sky in the far north, with an indescribable mysterious meaning. It seems to be integrated with the heaven and earth.
At the end of the dance, Fang Yuan shook his head and raised his hand gently into the air. In that moment, the sword intent surged, and it spread out in all directions. As the sword intent spread, it seemed that the surroundings were filled with sword intent. The entire sky has changed, time has lost its meaning, and the flying snow in the void has stopped flying, as if it were a painting, frozen in mid-air.
But this state only lasted for a few breaths, before the sword intention disappeared and snowflakes fell to the ground.
"Is this the limit?"
Fang Yuan sighed in a low voice and slowly sheathed his sword.
He has now reorganized his swordsmanship. He has practiced it thoroughly before and after, and his sword intention has become clear and unstale. To a certain extent, he can be regarded as a half-step sword mind at this time, and he is close to a certain person. A law between heaven and earth.
But it only reached the limit after reaching half a step of sword heart.
"Could it be that I really have no choice but to give up on swordsmanship and find other ways to form the Supreme Nascent Soul?"
Fang Yuan thought about this question quietly.
Now that he has perfected his sword intention and is firm in his Taoism, even if he encounters similar problems as before, he will not be easily disappointed again. He will just continue to look for new methods. Although the hope is ultimately slim, he can always maintain a normal mind. Wait for it.
Just when Fang Yuan was thinking about this problem, the wind and snow around him suddenly stopped.
This kind of stop was not like Fang Yuan's, who affected the void with his powerful sword intention, but the violent wind that was blowing around the snowfield all the time suddenly stopped, and the vast snow in the sky seemed to be blowing. The moment disappeared.
When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
He looked around intently, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
At this time, the wind and snow suddenly disappeared, and his field of vision immediately broadened. He suddenly saw a person slowly walking past in the northeast at this time. The person looked very strange. Fang Yuan could not feel anything about him. His cultivation fluctuated for half a minute, but he appeared in the extremely cold environment of the ninth snow line. He didn't ride on the clouds or wield a sword, just walking slowly on the snowy field.
At first, Fang Yuan thought that an outsider had come in, but when he took a closer look, he felt even stranger.
The figure didn't look tall, and was very thin. He walked with a limp, as if he was staggering. If you look carefully, you can even find that he seems to be missing an arm, and he is slowly walking across the snowy field. The walk up there was unremarkable, but it gave Fang Yuan an extremely weird feeling that coincided with the mysteries of heaven and earth. Even every move he made affected heaven and earth.
"Who is this guy?"
It was the first time for Fang Yuan to see such a strange man, but he actually felt very familiar.
After a slight hesitation, Fang Yuan hurriedly spread out his body skills and chased after that person. With his current cultivation level, and there was no wind and snow in the air, his speed was naturally extremely fast. In an instant, he had already swept out However, the strange thing is that the opponent's speed obviously did not change. However, after Fang Yuan drove away from him, he found that he was still hundreds of feet away.
"Senior, can you tell me something?"
Fang Yuan felt even weirder and couldn't help but call out loudly.
As soon as this voice sounded, the man stopped and slowly turned around. At this time, Fang Yuan's heart sank again, but he saw that this man not only lost his foot, but also lost his arm and even his eyes. One of them is also blind and one of his ears is missing.
But he looked very young and handsome, and did not give people a strange feeling.
"Can you see me?"
The man also looked at Fang Yuan with one eye and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"sure… "
Fang Yuan saw that his figure was solid and he didn't use any magic to cover his figure, so he was a little surprised that he would ask this.
"Your sword training is not bad!"
The man nodded, then frowned slightly and said, "But it's not good enough!"
After saying this, he continued to move forward.
"this… "
Looking at this man and listening to his words, Fang Yuan suddenly felt an extremely strange feeling in his heart.
Looking at his background, I wondered whether I should pursue him.
(End of chapter)