Chapter 965 Sword Fighting
“I met fellow Taoist monks on the night below…”
Fang Xi thought for a while, finally resisted the murderous intention and bowed.
Seeing the "Hanshan Swordsman" Peng Xifan's expression as usual, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He knew that this person probably didn't know that Yan Tie was killed by him.
“It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Fang.”
Peng Xifan really didn't know about this. After all, he was just a lifesaver many years ago. He was not good at making calculations. Now he didn't even know about Yan Tie's death.
When Fang Xi saw this, she naturally wouldn't tell him specifically. The two of them exchanged some polite words, and then he suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked into the forest.
“Fellow Taoist, it seems I have a few more guests. I’ll go over there and wait…”
Peng Xifan glanced at it, smiled slightly, and walked into the dense forest.
Not long after, several figures ran out from the other side.
The first one among them is Cui Feifei, the Jade Lady, with beautiful appearance and crystal-clear skin!
Behind Cui Feifei, there were two young knights, one was the ‘Golden Eyes’ Zhuo Yifan, and the other was the ‘Peach Blossom Divine Sword’ Nangong Fujian.
When these three people saw Fang Xi, they were immediately overjoyed: "Brother Fang is fine. It's really great. What about the demon tiger?"
"Ahem...I fought hard and finally killed the demon tiger and the evil cultivator."
Fang Xi answered calmly.
“Brother Fang... No, this junior has always been envious of the Tao and is devoted to cultivating it, so I ask the senior to take him in!”
Although Cui Feifei is a woman, she is very decisive.
This time, she also urged Zhuo Yifan and Nangong Fujian to come back.
Seeing that Fang Xi was safe and sound, he knew that this person had profound cultivation skills, so he bowed down and wanted to become his disciple.
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Fang Xi leaned aside and said, "How can we be like this when we are just talking about friendship?"
He looked at the two people next to him. Zhuo Yifan followed him and wanted to bow down. However, Nangong Fujian was moved but hesitated and did not follow the two men's actions.
“Besides, my talent and knowledge are shallow, so it is really difficult for me to accept a disciple..."
Fang Xi refused without even thinking about it.
Joke!
In this world, are there many cases where masters are dragged down by their disciples?
He really couldn't think of any need for those who were cultivating to accept disciples.
Hmm, in the magic way, one is good at using apprentices to prevent one's own disasters. It is said that there are special secret techniques that can turn apprentices into magic weapons.
The side sect does not pay attention to cause and effect. Recruiting a wide range of disciples can also increase the momentum.
As for Xuanmen Zongzong? Probably the only way is to gather people to accumulate good deeds and external skills... Because of this, the threshold is set so high, and there are extremely high requirements for character, character, and qualifications.
When Cui Feifei saw this, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. He was about to plead, but Fang Xi ignored him and directly used the light of his sword to rise into the sky, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye...
“Those three young and handsome men are very heroic and courageous...”
Peng Xifan was surrounded by a cold light, and he and Fang Xi's sword light were in tandem, heading towards where a group of righteous sword immortals gathered, and he joked at this time.
Fang Xi just smiled and didn't answer.
Along the way, he saw this man wielding a flying sword. The silver light was brilliant and the blade was cold. It was actually a serious flying sword, not a fake magical weapon such as the Demon Killing Immortal Sword. He couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
Although this Hanshan swordsman is from a different profession, he is obviously a very good master who can have a flying sword.
Peng Xifan couldn't help but feel secretly proud when he saw Fang Xi's eyes.
His 'Hanshan Sword' is a treasure of his master's sect. It was forged with ten thousand years of cold iron from the bottom of the sea. Starting from the master's generation, it took three generations of disciples and nearly five years to refine it to perfection.
In the practice, the people had a bite of flying swords, as if the people in the martial arts had the weapon of the soldiers, and the kung fu could instantly raise several levels.
It was also because of this ‘Hanshan Sword’ that Peng Xifan was nicknamed ‘Hanshan Swordsman’ and became famous among casual cultivators in Sichuan.
It's just that he's a bit too old to be called a young swordsman.
However, judging from the life span of a monk, which can often be hundreds of years, Peng Xifan can definitely be regarded as a young man.
At least in the world of spiritual practice, he is still considered a junior.
"The place where we gathered was on a cliff platform not far away... There were many people coming, including the 'Flying Dragon Sword' Jian Caifei, Fairy Miaomiao, Monk Longchan of the Diamond Temple... as well as Feileimen and Bianshan Road Several talents."
Peng Xifan briefly introduced a few words to Fang Xi.
After hearing this, Fang Xi felt something move in her heart: "I heard that there is a big sect in Shu, with Shushan and Qingcheng as the leaders of the righteous path... I wonder if anyone will come?"
Peng Xifan was instantly embarrassed.
Shushan and Qingcheng...are first-class gateways.
If there are any old demons here who are planning to destroy the world, they must at least sacrifice a city with blood to possibly alert them.
“This, it seems, is that there are not two great disciples of the two major sects…” “That’s it.”
Fang Xi didn’t say much. Not long after, several mountain peaks appeared in front of him.
On a steep cliff, a rock protruded out. It was surrounded by cliffs, making it difficult for even martial arts experts to climb.
At this time, it was cut into a platform and a banquet was arranged on it.
A group of people are either sitting on the ground, or singing with their swords in the air... very much like the ancient sages who express their love for the mountains and rivers.
Fang Xi and Peng Xifan lowered their swords and glanced at them.
These practitioners are easy to distinguish. They all have immortal figures and jade bones, wearing clouds and robes. Some of them have all kinds of strange auras and brilliance flashing on their bodies.
No matter who comes to see them, they have to praise what a group of young swordsmen they are!
He noticed that Peng Xifan's put away "Hanshan Sword" was gleaming with silver. It was no more than a foot long, with two open ends and no hilt. The sharpness almost stung people's eyes.
The flying swords in this world come in different shapes and qualities. There are the Demon Killing Immortal Sword, which is not much different from martial arts swords, and the Hanshan Sword, which is like a flying shuttle. There is also a sword immortal inheritance, which is to refine the flying sword. The sword pill' is usually taken into the body and nourished by magic power. The sword heart is clear, which can save many people the effort of uniting the sword.
"This person's flying sword can hardly match the true energy and magical power. Obviously, the practice of 'unity of man and sword' is not yet mature, and the swordsmanship is just that..."
The Flying Sword of Luck also has many levels.
The initial use of mana to refine the flying sword and imprint one's own mark is only the most superficial use.
Something more advanced is to refine the flying sword so that it can be used like an arm and fingers, and can be taken into the body for warmth and nourishment.
The Xuanmen Sword Immortal, however, likes to refine the flying sword sacrifice so that it becomes intangible and insubstantial, and merges with his own magic power. At that time, any magic power will be a full-strength sword energy! The man and sword merge into one, and they are extremely sharp when fighting swords.
“Brother Peng, you have finally come back after chasing Master Five Tigers. Who is this?”
Fairy Miaomiao is dressed in a cloud-colored brocade robe and looks gentle.
"This is fellow Taoist Fang Xifang... He once killed the Five Tiger Masters with one force."
Peng Xifan introduced.
“It turns out that fellow Taoist Fang was helped by fellow Taoist, and my righteous way got a big helping hand.” Fairy Miaomiao said with a smile.
As soon as he said this, Jian Caifei, the "Flying Dragon Sword", sneered in his heart.
He saw that Fang Xi's sword was mixed and impure, and the sword wielded by his charioteer was such a crappy sword, so he felt a little down on it.
But after all, I believe that I am a righteous person, and in front of many comrades, I don't want to show it too much.
On the contrary, several monks from Flying Thunder Sect had disdainful smiles on their lips.
It seems to be saying, does that kind of thing deserve to be called a flying sword?
Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, Peng Xifan said quickly: "Fellow Daoist Fang's divine thunder technique is very sophisticated in evading demons and changing things."
He has some insight and knows that although Fang Xi's magic power belongs to the side sect, his foundation is the Five Elements Dao, Zhongzheng and peaceful, and Yinyin has the best foundation among the side sects.
However, these young swordsmen and swordsmen have high eyesight. Even though some of them have good vision and vision, they don't say anything at this time, and the scene becomes a bit embarrassing for a while.
Monk Long Chan looked about twenty years old and was wearing a moon-white monk's robe. He clasped his hands and said, "Peng Tan is getting better and better. The evil king has just given us a letter of war. It is agreed that we will have a sword fight in Cangmang Mountain in three days!"
“The clown…”
‘Flying Dragon Sword’ Jian Caifei sneered.
Even though they are a second- or third-rate sect, they are still the best among the side sects, and they are somewhat authentic.
Most of the wings collected by Evil Lord are top-notch sorcerers. Not only do they have mixed magic powers, but they also have strange looks. They rely on one or two cruel spells to achieve their evil.
In the eyes of monks, they are indeed similar to clowns.
“Yes, this sword fight between good and evil in Cangmang Mountain is a good opportunity for us to make a name for ourselves.”
Several other young swordsmen shouted, all of them high-spirited.
“The evil king’s men are indeed a bunch of trash.”
Fang Xi pinched her right hand in her sleeve to calculate where the evil king came from.
This man is a master of martial arts, the most talented rookie in the martial arts sect of Shu in the past century.
Moreover, the opportunity was not bad. He was spotted by an old demon in West Kunlun, and he was accepted as his disciple. He also passed on a spell of "Five Poison God's Evil Qi".
This spell is the authentic form of the Heavenly Demon. It requires absorbing the poisonous energy of five poisonous substances at a specific time, and combining it with the magic method to refine it into a powerful evil spirit, which is called the ‘Five Poison Divine Evil’!
This 'Five Poison God's Evil Qi' can corrode the magic weapon Flying Sword and the practitioner's body-protecting Qi. It is a first-class powerful evil spirit.
Even those swordsmen who have been practicing for many years will fall into the trap if they are not careful.
Once you are attacked and the five internal organs of your body are eroded by the evil spirit, you will definitely be unlucky. The only end is the reincarnation of your soul!
As for the old devil who taught the evil king the ‘Five Poison Gods’ evil spirit’, Fang Xi only thought that the other party was from West Kunlun. If he went deeper, he would touch the other party’s energy, but he would be discovered by the other party.
Most people in the demonic path are not good at divination, but the old demons are not among them.
On the contrary, the giants of the demonic path who were able to survive the encirclement and suppression of Xuanmen Zhengzong all had amazing professional skills.
Especially those old demons who are entrenched in one place, they often use magic to block mountains and rivers, or secretly ambush thunder. Once something unexpected happens, thunder will immediately break out, causing havoc for a hundred thousand miles, and they will die together with the enemy.
Fang Xi was very speechless about this kind of approach. He was very skillful in taking all beings in the world as hostages, and he didn't know if it was the shadow of being tortured by the right way.
(End of this chapter)