Afterwards, the black and white swords stayed behind to continue cutting the spirit stones. Fang Xiaohan took Gu Haipeng and Li Jiuxiang and followed Fang Qingyuan to find a secluded place to compete.
Fang Qing hung behind the three of them, looking thoughtful, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Fang Xiaohan knew what he was thinking.
The four of them walked deeper and deeper along the rugged mountain road for a full quarter of an hour, traveling hundreds of miles through the mountains and arriving at a canyon lined with ancient trees and green grass.
Fang Xiaohan looked around and nodded. He motioned to Gu Haipeng and Li Jiuxiang to protect their path and not allow wild beasts and other creatures to approach the canyon.
Then, Fang Xiaohan stood on the grass, his body as straight as a sword, and a sharp aura unique to sword cultivators began to emerge.
With a wave of his hand, two low-grade Xuan-level long swords appeared in his hands. With a slight exertion, one of the swords flew towards Fang Qing. Fang Xiaohan said, "Just use this sword to make a few moves."
Fang Qing nodded, exerted slight force with his right hand, and the long sword made a loud sword sound that resounded throughout the canyon. He did not use much strength, and it was no different from the strength of ordinary masters in the life and death realm.
Fang Xiaohan narrowed his eyes slightly: "The strength is just right. It is roughly the same as the elder's strength, or even lower. Sure enough, there is some skill."
With this hand alone, Fang Xiaohan admired Fang Qing deeply. Not everyone can control their own body, and they need to have a thorough understanding of their own power to be able to do it.
Without the consciousness of being an elder, Fang Xiaohan did not use his true energy, but used the power of his physical body to draw his sword and stabbed Fang Qing, who was three feet away.
The tip of the sword was locked at Fang Qing's throat, and the force of the sword enveloped the three-meter space around him. The sound of the sword was clanging incessantly, and there was a faint sound of tsunami sweeping across all directions. This is a top-level sword technique, one of many sword techniques in the Haoran Sect. One, called the Raging Sea Wave Sword Technique.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Fang Qing's eyes lit up. Although Fang Xiaohan's swordsmanship was of a low level, his sword was very changeable and familiar to his bones, vaguely possessing the power to transform decay into miraculous power.
This makes Fang Qing a little ashamed. Although he is good at many sword techniques, except for the Four Seasons sword technique, he has not thoroughly mastered any other sword technique. This is a shortcoming.
Zheng!
The Xuan-level spiritual weapon in his hand moved slightly. Fang Qing slashed horizontally with his sword, using defense as offense, and made an unusual move. For a moment, there was a looming sound of thunder. This was the Thirteen Thunder Swords, which was also a high-grade Earth-level sword. Swordsmanship was one of Jiao Huangwu's collections.
You come and I go, the sword light is bright, the sound of the sword is clanging, and the area within a dozen miles is covered by the sword force. Both of them are masters of the sword. When the strength is equal, it is impossible to distinguish the first sword.
A quarter of an hour later, under the extremely powerful fairy light of the Chaos Immortal Spirit Orb, Fang Qing's astonishing understanding once again manifested itself.
Fang Qing used the Thirteen Thunder Swords back and forth three times. He knew every move and style by heart, and could already make combination changes, giving the sword technique flexibility and changeability.
As time passed, Fang Xiaohan's pressure doubled. He was shocked and looked at Fang Qing in disbelief. How old is this young man? He is only sixteen years old. How many years has he been involved in the world of cultivation? How many years have you been practicing swordsmanship?
But just a quarter of an hour later, the swordsmanship in his hand, which was initially unfamiliar, became flexible and changeable. He penetrated every move step by step, just like using his arms and fingers. His proficiency was no less than that of his ability to deal with the waves of the angry sea. Familiarity with swordsmanship.
But he didn't know the details about Fang Qing. The Thirteen Thunder Swords were Jiao Huangwu's collection. Jiao Huangwu's understanding of these swords back then was extremely subtle and mysterious. Fang Qing had gained Jiao Huangwu's lifelong understanding of swordsmanship. How could he not know about Jing Lei? The secret of the Thirteen Swords?
In addition, the Chaos Immortal Spirit Pearl deep in the sea of consciousness emits colorful fairy light all the time, keeping him in the clearest state of enlightenment.
Therefore, with the help of these two variables that are unimaginable to ordinary people, understanding a high-level swordsmanship is not much different from eating and drinking.
Zheng!
The arrogance in Fang Xiaohan's heart also began to rise. His sword technique changed, and a sword struck out like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. The cold sword energy covered an area hundreds of feet in radius, making this place instantly enter the late autumn when the leaves are falling. This is awe-inspiring One of the few swordsmanships at the mid-level heaven level in the sect is called the Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sword.
Fang Qing's eyes lit up and he was quite excited. Even he didn't have many swordsmanships that contained the power of the four seasons. Fang Xiaohan's swordsmanship was very suitable for the autumn scene. For him, this might be an alternative missionary.
Zheng!
Fang Qing's sword skills changed at the same time, like a spiritual snake spitting out a message, winding up to the nine heavens. The subtle changes in the sword moves surprised Fang Xiaohan. He was dazzled, impeccable, and capable of both offense and defense. This is how Fang Xiaohan felt.
This is the Spirit Snake Sword Technique that Fang Qing obtained a long time ago. It comes from Zhou Chenfeng, the Three Monsters of Tianchi Lake in the Nanwu Domain. It is also a mid-grade sword technique of the Heaven Rank. It is the same grade as the Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sword, but its attributes are quite different.
The Falling Leaves Sword in the Autumn Wind focuses on artistic conception and immersiveness, while the Spiritual Snake Sword Technique focuses on its lightness and changeability, making it difficult to guard against.
clang! clang! clang! clang!
The sound of dense metal collisions resounded in all directions. The two masters of swordsmanship competed for their understanding of swordsmanship. It was extremely exciting and thrilling. From a very far away, the two traitors looked at it with horror.
It's not that they didn't know that little guy Fang Qing was a pervert and a pervert, but they didn't expect that this guy could be such a monster.
But in terms of swordsmanship, he actually got to this point in a fight with Fang Xiaohan, who was "dual master of swordsmanship". He was at a disadvantage at first. That was because that guy's swordsmanship was a bit unfamiliar. It should be his newly acquired swordsmanship. Usually, he was at a disadvantage. It has not been used.
Now that I have found an opportunity to discuss and communicate, I can't help but show it out. The fierce battle with Fang Xiaohan is still shocking.
As time passed, Fang Xiaohan felt a little ashamed, and tried his best to release all his lifelong knowledge of swordsmanship, and presented the many swordsmanship skills he had learned in front of Fang Qing one by one, hoping to suppress Fang Qing.
Unexpectedly, that little pervert Fang Qing showed off his tricks. No matter what level of swordsmanship he performed, he could easily perform a swordsmanship of the same level as he predicted. The little guy was like a moving treasure house of swordsmanship, storing He had mastered all the swordsmanship in the past and present, which made him extremely depressed.
With a long roar, the sound penetrated the cracked gold and stone, and the mysterious spiritual weapon in Fang Xiaohan's hand emitted thousands of rays of light. He fired a sword from top to bottom.
This sword has no fixed moves and no traceable momentum. It seems to be a fusion of dozens or hundreds of sword techniques, with endless changes and continuous power.
This land seems to have entered the ocean of sword energy. The mountains and plains are filled with sword energy, which is everywhere and pervasive.
"Xiaohan Chongxiao Sword!"
In the distance, Gu Haipeng shouted low, his face became extremely solemn, and his eyes were full of fear and fear. As an elder of the Haoran Sect, although he was not a loyal person to the Haoran Sect, he also knew many details about Fang Xiaohan. This includes the Xiaohan Chongxiao Sword.
Fang Qing stood on the earth and looked up at Jiutian. He felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy, and his whole body was trembling slightly. It was not fear, but excitement.
Fang Xiaohan is indeed a leader in swordsmanship. He has mastered the principles of swordsmanship with this sword, which is not inferior to his true origin sword.
A sword pointed towards the sky, the tip of the sword pointed at Fang Xiaohan in the void. The terrifying sword power suddenly erupted, and Fang Qing used the true source sword.
In an instant, the sword stroke was as bright as the sky, like hundreds of flowers blooming, and as vital as the sea; like the scorching sun across the sky, burning the mountains and boiling them; like the Yangtze River, surging incessantly; like the snowfields thousands of miles away, frozen for thousands of miles;
Vaguely, this move contained countless sword shadows: the dragon roared incessantly, things and myself were forgotten, thunder rolled, the river surged, and the spiritual snake hissed;
There is righteousness in the heaven and earth, the five elements are flowing endlessly, the light is bright and shadowless, the clouds are floating outside the sky, the seven calamities are reborn, the nine heavens are connected to the mysteries, etc., there are too many, the sword shadows of twelve swordsmanships are integrated in this In the sword.
Without using the supreme technique, without using the true essence and sword intention, without using the secrets of heaven and earth, this sword shocked the world. There were sword lights and sword shadows everywhere in the world, flooding the space of a hundred feet in radius.
The last blow from the two great masters will illuminate the world with light. Unfortunately, only two traitors are lucky enough to see this scene. It must be said that this is a pity for many sword cultivators in Fengyun Realm.
clang! clang! clang! clang! Click! Click! Click!
When all the sword lights and shadows dissipated, Fang Qing and Fang Xiaohan stood opposite each other. Their clothes were in tatters, and slight sword marks could be faintly seen on the surface of their bodies, but they were harmless and not fatal.
In the distance, Gu Haipeng and Li Jiuxiang's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the long sword in Fang Xiaohan's right hand. At this moment, there was no long sword in Fang Xiaohan's hand. Only a length of the sword body was left, which was less than the length of a palm. There were everywhere on the ground. They are all silver-white metal fragments.
Looking at Fang Qing again, there was a complete long sword in his hand. However, it could no longer be called a sword. It should be called a long saw. The blades on both sides were completely curled, with gaps everywhere, and the sword was densely covered with tiny The cracks will break at any time.
What shocked the two traitors was that the long sword appeared in front of them with it resting on Fang Xiaohan's shoulders. It was obvious that Fang Xiaohan was defeated by that unpredictable blow.
Failed by the application of swordsmanship and the same level of power, Fang Qing could not use power beyond Fang Xiaohan. This was something they firmly believed.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this? Did you create it yourself?"
At this moment, Fang Xiaohan's face was extremely calm, but a bright light burst out in his eyes, looking at Fang Qing longingly.
Fang Qing threw away the long sword and bowed to Fang Xiaohan: "Disciple is offended. Yes, this last sword was the result of Fang Qing's attempt to create a method that day, and it was not perfect."
Fang Xiaohan looked at Fang Qing as if he were a monster, and sighed repeatedly: "It's really amazing! As expected of the Qing Emperor Fang Qing, he really has the appearance of an emperor. He can even create this kind of sword move on his own."
Fang Qing shook his head. He didn't think he was that great. The opportunities he had received were unimaginable by Fang Xiaohan and others. If this still couldn't lead to demonic manifestations, then there would be no need to mess around with the Chaos Fairy Spirit Bead.
Fang Qing looked at Fang Xiaohan solemnly: "This move is called the True Meaning Origin Sword, and it was created based on the true meaning and origin of the sword."
Taking a deep breath, Fang Qing hesitated a little, but finally said: "Between heaven and earth, all laws and ways have their origins. If you understand one of them, you will benefit for life! Elder Fang must remember these words, this matter, Please also ask the elders to keep it secret."
Fang Xiaohan's eyes burst out with extremely bright light. Fang Qing's words were like the scorching sun across the sky, illuminating his path of swordsmanship in an instant and allowing him to see the way forward. This was the grace of preaching.
"Here, only you and I know about this matter, and no third or fourth person will know about it."
Fang Xiaohan looked at Fang Qing with a half-smile, then looked at Gu Haipeng and Li Jiuxiang from the corner of his eye. The expressions of the two traitors changed drastically, and a bad feeling arose in their hearts. As soon as their bodies moved, they were about to fly away. .
Zheng!
Before they could take a step, Fang Qing slowly turned around, and the Glazed Immortal Sutra was operating to the extreme. The power of his body and body moved at the same time, and a terrifying power field spread out in an instant, covering a radius of thirty miles.
Then, he pointed like a sword, and the True Origin Sword reappeared. This sword was ten times more terrifying than before, and the terrifying sword power enveloped the land within a hundred miles.
At the same time, the soul-stirring sword energy shot straight into the sky, and the world was flooded by the all-pervasive sword energy, which was extremely fierce.
"no no!"
The two traitors were horrified, their strength surged crazily, even their original power burned 80% in an instant, and they wanted to escape from this place.
But unfortunately, that was impossible. In just an instant, two clouds of blood mist rose hundreds of feet away, leaving no trace wherever the strong wind passed by!
Behind Fang Qing, Fang Xiaohan took a dozen steps back, avoiding the area where he could only look up. He also showed a look of horror, his face became pale and pale, and he was sweating profusely.
Even if Fang Qing's sword intention was not deliberately aimed at him, the slight leakage of power was too much for him to bear.
After three breaths, the world returned to calm, but this canyon was riddled with holes, with large cracks crisscrossing it. The supreme sword intention lasted for a long time, becoming an incredible holy land of swordsmanship, enough to deal with those under the Yuxu Realm. Sword cultivation brings unimaginable benefits.
Fang Xiaohan took a deep breath and tried to suppress the shock in his heart: "Very good! It is our great fortune that our Haoran Sect can have you as a disciple, and it is really the blessing of the ancestor of Haoran Sect."
Fang Qing shook his head slightly: "Elder Fang's words are serious. Being in Haoran Sect, Fang Qing has benefited a lot."
Afterwards, the two sat on the floor and began to review and analyze the gains and losses of the previous battle. In a duel with a real swordsman, both of them gained unimaginably.
An hour later, Fang Qing pointed out and passed on his knowledge of swordsmanship to Fang Xiaohan, and Fang Xiaohan also reciprocated and taught him his life's knowledge of swordsmanship. In just a quarter of an hour, both of them gained a huge harvest and spent half a day wandering around. , and finally slowly left the canyon.
At this time, less than one-third of the Lingshi mine has been mined, and there are still a large amount of Lingshi underground waiting for Haoran Sect disciples to mine it.
Every disciple was panting from exhaustion, but their eyes were extremely bright. They were still comprehending Fang Qing's evolved divine form. The pure spiritual energy in the spirit stone mine was constantly being absorbed and refined by them. The harvest was unimaginable.
The black and white swords saw Fang Xiaohan and Fang Qing coming side by side, but did not see Gu Haipeng and Li Jiuxiang. They were a little confused, but they didn't ask any more questions.
Fang Xiaohan has a very high status in Haoran Sect. He is not an ordinary inner sect elder. He should know what is going on.
Upon hearing Fang Xiaohan's inquiry, Tong Jiangshui said: "The size of this spiritual stone mine is twice as large as we imagined. It will be difficult to mine it all within seven days."
Fang Xiaohan muttered: "It's been too long. It's impossible for the sect to wait that long and go all out to mine. We must leave after three days. Fang Qing, this elder knows that you have means, so if it's convenient, feel free to use it."
Fang Qing smiled: "The disciples do have some ideas. First, the disciples can use the technique of swallowing the sea to absorb all the energy in the spirit stone mine. Second, they should do their best to mine, take away half of the original ore, and return to the sect. Let’s deal with it later. Which one does Elder Fang choose?”
The black and white swords were speechless. This little bastard Fang Qing was a little sinister, and he still had the ability to swallow the sea like a whale? Aren't you poaching the sect?
It is a good idea to do all you can to mine and take away half of the raw ore, but the disciples are not made of iron, so how can you do your best? Is it fatal?
Fang Xiaohan also looked at Fang Qing speechlessly: "After using the technique of swallowing whales and sucking seas, can you still return half of the spiritual energy to the sect?"
Fang Qing spread his hands and looked at Fang Xiaohan helplessly: "What the elder said...how do you spit out the food you eat?"
The three inner sect elders all had dark faces at the same time. Fang Xiaohan said with a dark face: "Then do your best to mine as much as you can, and seal the rest for later mining."
The black and white swordsmen were amused and looked at Fang Qing with both laughter and laughter. Zhao Dongliu patted Fang Qing on the shoulder: "Don't be so sinister at such a young age. This is a bad thing."
Fang Qing's little face turned dark, and he immediately walked into the mine with the three elders. Fang Xiaohan issued an order for everyone to exit, and they were responsible for the rest of the mining.
When all the disciples exited the mine, the four masters came to the deepest part of the mine, and terrifying power surged out, unleashing the most terrifying destructive power.
The fist and sword energy surged, the ground shook, and the entire underground mine was torn apart. Large cracks crisscrossed the underground space. Countless huge ores flooded the underground space, all of which were pure spiritual stone mines.
A quarter of an hour later, all four people's faces turned pale. Even Fang Qing was not relaxed. It was unimaginable to use such strength and consume so much.
They walked out of the mine and sat cross-legged on the ground to recover. The only thing left to do was to divide the spiritual stones and remove as much useless rocks as possible. All the disciples took special metal spiritual knives and began to grind with water to take out the magic stones wrapped in them. Spiritual stone.
A cheerful disciple joked: If I had known, I wouldn't have had to work so hard to mine. If the four masters were to destroy it like this, wouldn't there be a lot of time left?
After hearing this nonsense, the old faces of Black and White Swords immediately darkened. What kind of bastard words are these? Their consumption is really uncomfortable. They almost lost half of their lives. How much spiritual energy is needed to restore them? That's unthinkable.
Fang Qing was also dumbfounded. This was not a war. This kind of consumption was completely meaningless for martial arts. If time hadn't been tight, he wouldn't have been so stupid. Isn't it good to learn swordsmanship and study swordsmanship?
