Chapter 152 True Biography (Additional chapters, please give me a monthly ticket!!)
Boom! Snow Wind Sword in hand.
Fang Xing swung his sword, and thunder exploded in the void.
"The sword energy and thunder sound have become more sophisticated."
"If I was just relying on my foundation-building skills to perform it forcefully before, this time I have completely comprehended it... and it is smooth and natural."
"Even though I am a Qi training cultivator now, I can still use the sword energy and thunder sound technique in actual combat. The true essence shield of ordinary cultivators in the early stage of foundation building can't withstand the power of my sword at all!"
"No wonder these disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect like to climb mountains when they have nothing to do to sharpen their sword energy..."
Fang Xing smiled slightly and took a step forward.
Boom!
He stood firmly on the 200th step, and there seemed to be a figure dancing with a sword in his sea of consciousness!
The sword energy and thunderous sound were like a bullfight! "He... he is an outer hall disciple, and he actually walked two hundred steps!"
At the foot of the mountain, the Tianjian Sect disciple's eyes widened: "This... this is enough to enter the inner sect!"
The mortal boy who was originally kneeling raised his head and looked at Fang Xing's back with envy.
"No...he's...still climbing the mountain!"
Many Tianjian Sect disciples couldn't help but stop what they were doing and stared at the young figure in a daze.
"We are all disciples. If you can be a true disciple, then you don't need to be an inner sect disciple..."
Fang Xing climbed the mountain step by step with a smile on his face.
"Although... the True Sword Master... is pretty hard to hear."
As he continued to climb, he also felt the pressure.
Although his natural talent of Heaven Grade Gold Spiritual Root was a perfect match for sword cultivation, he was not a sword cultivator after all.
Now he is just relying on his good talent and high level of cultivation... to hold on!
Of course, if you can withstand it, there are benefits.
Fang Xing climbed up the 300th step and suddenly felt that he had gained some more insights into the sword energy transforming into Gang.
"Condensing the sword energy!"
"Unfortunately, I lack a good sword."
He looked at the flying sword in his hand, and the Wind and Snow Sword actually let out a mournful cry.
…
Deep in the Qunjian Peak, on top of a towering and steep peak.
Broken Sword Master Kong Fengge has narrow eyes and thin cheeks, and looks full of sorrow.
According to mortal fortune tellers, he had a face of decay and disfigurement, destined to be poor and destitute, totally incompatible with the dominant sect that ruled the State of Qi and the cultivator in the late Jindan stage.
At this moment, the sound of a sword suddenly came from the sword hall.
A flying sword came in from the window and fell into the hands of Kong Feng, the singer of Broken Sword.
"Oh? An outer hall disciple climbed two hundred steps up Jianxin Peak?"
Master Broken Sword didn't think much of this.
When he was young, he was a true swordsman. He fought with swordsmen for hundreds of times without being defeated, and his clothes were stained red.
"Still climbing, have you reached level 350?"
"Could it be that today, the sect is going to release another true teaching?"
Broken Sword Master frowned and said, "Fang Xing... just joined the Outer Hall a few days ago?"
He flicked his fingers, and a sword light flew out, turning into a flying sword, whizzing away.
This is the "Flying Sword Letter" of the Tianjian Sect.
Not long after, Deacon Xue, holding a purple jade fishing rod, walked into the training hall: "Greetings, Sect Master!"
"No need to be polite... Today our sect will have one more true disciple, you can just watch the ceremony from the side."
Master Broken Sword smiled slightly.
"This boy's background is relatively clean, and he has passed the test of the Heart-Searching Talisman...but isn't it a bit too high-profile to act like this in just a few days?" Deacon Xue hesitated.
"It is precisely because it is high-profile that it is not a secretive approach."
Broken Sword Master disagreed: "Moreover... no sect would be willing to give such qualifications and talents to a dark agent. Even if he is a dark agent, he will not be a dark agent after becoming a sword cultivator of our sect... If he can defeat me with the sword in his hand, what's the harm even if the sect master lets him do it? Can other sects have such conditions?"
Deacon Xue stopped talking immediately.
This is the swordsman of the Heavenly Sword Sect! Domineering and confident! ...
Jianxin Peak.
"There must be some treasure on the top of the mountain..."
Fang Xing reached the 399th step, his steps somewhat shaky.
"Is this... sword intent? Even though it's just a wisp... the sword intent of a sword cultivator is indeed different from the will of a martial artist..."
Strictly speaking, the sword cultivator's sword intent has already reached the third level!
Even just a trace of it is not something an ordinary foundation-building cultivator can endure.
But Fang Xing is different! His will is directly the will of the deity.
A mere trace of sword intent was not enough to knock him down from Jianxin Peak.
"This step is taken ..."
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fang Xing chuckled and took a step forward.
Four hundred steps are right under your feet!
"Disciple Gong Zhen, hello to the True Sword Master!"
At the foot of the mountain, the disciple immediately performed an ancient sword ceremony.
Choke!
The sound of swords rang out one after another. At this moment, the disciples who were still on Jianxin Peak also rang their swords, and their voices soared into the sky: "Meet the True Sword Master!"
"As expected... it still sounds terrible."
Fang Xing's mouth twitched slightly, and he saw a purple air coming from the east, landing at the foot of the mountain, revealing the figure of Deacon Xue: "Alas... you kid, you really make me at a loss for words..."
The expression on his face was extremely complicated. He then straightened his clothes and bowed politely: "This old man greets Jianzi!"
As a fake Dan Zhenren, his original status was one level higher than that of a foundation-building cultivator.
But in the Tianjian Sect, the status of the True Sword Master is astonishing, almost equal to that of the True Dan Elder.
Deacon Xue was only a fake Dan Zhenren from the outer hall, so he had to perform the ceremony first.
"Deacon Xue, what is this?"
Fang Xing was a little confused.
"The Sect Master has issued an order, asking Jianzi to go to the Sword Hall!"
Deacon Xue said solemnly, "From now on, you will be listed in the sect's genealogy, and your status will be very different."
In his opinion, Fang Xing obviously had the strength of a true disciple, and joined the outer hall just to obtain the status of a Tianjian Sect disciple so that he could challenge Jianxin Peak! In history, there were also true sword disciples who were unwilling to go to the sword fighting arena and took this path.
He controlled a ray of purple light and took Fang Xing with him, instantly soaring over all the peaks and arriving at Tianjian Peak.
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
When Fang Xing saw the Broken Sword Master with a shabby look on his face, he vaguely understood the origin of the other party's Taoist name and saluted again.
"Zheng Guofangxing..."
Kong Fengge held a pen in one hand and the sect's disciple list in the other, with a serious look on his face: "Today I list you as the sect's true disciple. I hope you will live up to the sect and your practice, and your sword will ring in the sky!"
He carefully recorded Fang Xing's name as a true disciple, and the initiation ceremony was completed.
"As expected of a swordsman, it's shockingly simple..."
Fang Xing was somewhat stunned, and then he asked, "Master, may I ask, what is the treatment for our sect's true disciples?"
"Go ask Xiao Xue about these, he will arrange them!"
Broken Sword Master waved his hands, looking impatient: "As for your future travels, I'll make it clear to you first... If you are killed by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, whether it's a fair fight, poisoning, or siege... The sect will not care, it's just because you are too weak in swordsmanship!"
"If there are cultivators above the Jindan level who bully you, then the sect will stand up for you to the end. Even if we have to send out the Grand Elder, we will wipe out the entire sect!"
"That's a very domineering statement. I like it..."
Fang Xing nodded secretly in his heart, and suddenly asked: "Then...where is the fake Dan Zhenren?"
"A fake pill doesn't count as a pill!"
Master Broken Sword spoke directly, without any regard for Deacon Xue who was standing beside him.
Deacon Xue looked calm and composed, as if he had accepted the insult with equanimity.
'That is to say, if a true disciple of the sect is beaten to death by a fake Dan cultivator, the Tianjian Sect will not care...'
"This is really a lot of pressure..."
Fang Xing was speechless for a moment. He took a new token representing a true disciple, bowed, and walked out of the training hall.
"Congratulations on the true disciple... According to the rules of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the true disciple will have a mountain to open up a cave residence, which can draw the spiritual energy of the third-level upper grade."
As soon as he went out, Deacon Xue knew what Fang Xing was going to ask, and said with a smile: "As for the true disciples' skills, you can go directly to the Sutra Library."
"I see."
Fang Xing didn't say much and went to the Sutra Library again.
The white-haired swordsman guarding the door saw him, his eyes lingered on the Zhenchuan Jianzi token for a moment, and he couldn't help but smile: "I really made a mistake... Congratulations, Jianzi, you are an outer hall official this morning and a Zhenchuan hall official this evening!"
"Which floor can a true disciple go to?"
Fang Xing asked with interest.
"Below the seventh level, there are no taboos."
The white-haired swordsman answered solemnly.
"good!"
Fang Xing nodded and went directly to the sixth floor of the Sutra Library.
There are even fewer books here, with only one bookshelf. Above the bookshelf is a layer of formation light curtain, which can only be opened with the token of a true disciple.
"Golden Yuan Sword Classic, can be cultivated to the middle stage of Yuanying... It turns out that I had a good eye before."
Fang Xing took a few glances and found several top-notch sword-cultivation techniques.
After becoming a true disciple, most of the Tianjian Sect's inheritance was opened to him and he was free to take whatever he wanted.
"The Star Sword Scripture? Not bad..."
"The Great River Sword Canon? I also collected it..."
Compared with these top sword classics, "Jin Yuan Sword Classic" seems a bit mediocre.
Since there was no limit on the number of classics a true disciple could obtain, Fang Xing copied several jade slips and then leisurely returned to his quasi-third-level spiritual cave in the outer hall.
After all, his True Transmission Peak has not yet been finalized, let alone construction...
At this time, the entire outer hall was already in an uproar because of his heroic act.
Fang Xing had anticipated this outcome and simply closed the door to refuse visitors.
With his current status, no one in the outer hall can force their way in, not even the outer hall elders who have achieved the True Dan certification! "Huh?"
Fang Xing rested for a while, looked at the sound transmission note in the formation, and found that there was actually a storage bag.
He waved his hand to dispel the restriction, and after taking it, he found that it belonged to Deacon Huang.
Not only did the other party return all the spiritual stones that he had bribed, but he also seemed to have increased the amount several times...
"This old Huang is too polite..."
Fang Xing shook his head, closed the formation again, and began to sit cross-legged in meditation.
…
The night is dark.
Jianxin Peak.
Many disciples of the Tianjian Sect had already left during the day.
Only a few mortals were still kneeling in front of the mountain, as if they were ready to impress the immortals with their own perseverance.
At some point, a figure arrived at the foot of Jianxin Peak.
"Two hundred steps of Qi training and four hundred steps of foundation building are the true teachings..."
"But I seem to be just a mortal... Doesn't this mean I need a critical hit reward?"
Fang Xing looked up at the top of Jianxin Peak with a smile on his face.
(End of this chapter)
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