Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 211

[211. Chapter 211 Seven Swords Fighting Yuanying (Subscription Request)]

This mountain is located on the border of Zheng State and has no spiritual energy at all.

A sword light fell, revealing Fang Xing’s figure.

He looked at the bare cliffs in front of him, smiled slightly, and chanted a few spells.

A ball of white light emerged, with countless tadpole-shaped runes inside, and slammed into the cliff.

Wave!
The cliffs rippled like water waves, revealing a cave.

There seemed to be a sound of sword coming from inside.

Fang Xing smiled indifferently, flicked his fingers slightly, and a sword also flew out.

“It turned out to be Junior Brother Fang!”

The formation opened automatically, and an expressionless Jindan sword cultivator walked out. It was Uncle Feng.

The other party was originally chosen as the leader of a small army to attack Tianpu Gate. Later, he successfully wiped out the gate and became a garrison commander.

In terms of status, he is similar to Fang Xing.

But both in terms of cultivation and the monks they carry with them are superior.

Fang Xing was also on the run when he received a message from the Tianjian Sect and came over to see him.

The interior of the cave is inlaid with many fist-sized luminous pearls. It is not dark at all and appears very bright.

There is a spring in the depths, from which wisps of spiritual energy constantly emerge and condense like mist.

There were several cushions placed next to the spring, and several monks were sitting cross-legged on them. Some of them had pale faces, and it was obvious that they were seriously injured.

This time, all three armies were surrounded, so naturally none of them had any hope of success.

Fang Xing took a quick look and found that they were three fake pills, and that they were from an outer hall Jindan cultivator, whose surname should be “Zhang”.

“What’s the situation? I only received a message from the flying sword saying that the old camp in the rear was defeated… What about Uncle Master Fu?”

Fang Xing asked.

“The gate of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect has indeed been occupied…”

Uncle Feng shook his head slightly: “But the one who made the move was not a Nascent Soul, but a Fake Infant cultivator.”

“Fake baby? I seem to have seen it in a book…”

Fang Xing’s eyes moved slightly.

“The devil’s side uses crooked ways to cultivate a strange ‘Nascent Soul’. If a Jindan cultivator refines it, it can become a ‘Fake Infant’ cultivator. It’s a pity that a fake infant cultivator does not have the thousand-year lifespan of a real Nascent Soul True Lord, and his magic power is ultimately inferior to that of a real Nascent Soul early stage cultivator…”

Uncle Feng explained.

Fang Xing listened and nodded silently, realizing that it was an item similar to his own external elixir, only of a higher level, reaching the fourth level.

“Even so, it is indeed enviable to be able to allow a Jindan cultivator to possess the power of a Nascent Soul… If the devil can refine a few more, wouldn’t this war between good and evil be over?”

Fang Xing asked.

Uncle Feng nodded, very satisfied that his nephew had grasped the key point at once: “This kind of foreign Yuanying is extremely rare and precious. It is not easy to refine it. It requires the right time, place and people… It will even automatically dissipate after a certain number of years. It can only exist for a thousand years at most, just like a Yuanying Zhenjun with a lifespan.”

“So strange?”

Fang Xing chatted for a few more words, and the outer hall elder Zhang and others gradually finished their work and met them one by one.

When he saw that these people looked badly injured, he knew that they must have experienced a tough battle before.

“So… how are the clan preparing for this war?”

Fang Xing asked the most crucial question.

The combat power of a Nascent Soul is enough to influence the outcome of a battle.

This time, the battle between the Tianjian Sect and the Wanxiang Sect has begun to tilt towards the unfavorable side.

“The Grand Elder of our sect was held back by the Yuanying old monster of the Wanxiang Sect… Although he was able to defeat the old monster, the old monster’s escape technique was extremely sharp. He even used us Jindan cultivators as hostages and threatened to attack us, which made the Grand Elder feel uneasy…”

After all that Master Feng said, it all came down to one thing: Chu Kuangtu can no longer be counted on.

“What about the righteous sect in Dajing’s immortal cultivation world? Now there is a great war between good and evil, and my Tianjian Sect is also a righteous sect. We should be able to ask for a Yuanying Zhenjun as external aid.”

A female fake Dan Zhenren spoke.

“Haha…” Elder Zhang sneered: “In the great war between good and evil, the Dajing Immortal Cultivation Realm is the main battlefield. Now that the blood is flowing like a river and reinforcements are being drawn everywhere, who will care whether you live or die?”

“Moreover, even if the righteous path is united as one, overcomes all difficulties, and orders a Yuanying Zhenjun to come, does it mean that the demon path does not know how to support?”

“The Wanxiang Demon Sect really caught our sect off guard this time.” Fang Xing looked at Master Feng: “I wonder what Master Feng is going to do next? Shall we go over the mountains and rivers together and go directly back to Qi State?”

“I, a sword cultivator, would rather break than bend… So what if I’m a fake infant cultivator? After all, I’m not a real Nascent Soul!”

Uncle Feng said: “Master Kong has issued a decree to send a few more brothers to come, gather the seven great Jindan combat forces, and evolve the ‘Zhenwu Seven Star Sword Formation’, which may be able to fight against the fake infant…”

In fact, Fang Xing knows more about the Tianjian Sect than Uncle Feng.

The sword formation is naturally a way to defeat the strong with the weak, and its internal principles are similar to those of Taoist soldiers.

Fu Hongyi has three thousand Taoist soldiers and can barely fight with Yuanying Zhenjun.

If the ‘Zhenwu Seven Star Sword Formation’ is formed by seven sword cultivators in the late Jindan stage, it can even suppress the Yuanying Zhenjun and try to kill him!

In such a battle formation, the more people there are and the higher their cultivation level… the more terrifying the power that is unleashed will be.

However, seven sword cultivators in the late Jindan stage…even the Tianjian Sect couldn’t find one.

They can only barely gather the combat power of seven Jindan realms, which is a simplified version. Naturally, they are unable to suppress the real Yuanying Zhenjun.

However, the opponent was not the real Yuanying Zhenjun, but a fake one, so both sides were evenly matched.

“Junior Brother Fang… with your cultivation and combat power, I’m afraid you will be summoned even if you return to the sect.”

Uncle Feng said sincerely.

“Oh? Am I already considered a Jindan swordsman now?” Fang Xing laughed in silence.

“With Jindan-level mana and Jindan-level sword intent, you are naturally a Jindan sword cultivator…” Uncle Feng nodded: “What’s more… you killed the third hall master of the Blood River Hall who was in the early stage of Jindan, how can you not be a Jindan warrior?”

“This information spreads so fast…”

Fang Xing couldn’t help but complain.

It is obvious that the Tianjian Sect must have spies in the Wanxiang Sect, and their status is not low.

Therefore, after the death of the third master of the Blood River Palace, the news spread quickly.

“I received news… the demon army is marching towards Senior Brother Fu.”

Uncle Feng said, “He is being held by the monks of the Wood Demon Sect, and it will be difficult for the army to retreat… There will be a great battle, and I hope you will join us in the fight… Sect Master Kong said that if you are willing, regardless of whether you win or lose this time, you will be rewarded with a ‘Golden Pill’ when you return to the sect…”

“It’s just giving me something that originally belonged to me in advance…”

Fang Xing showed his edge: “But with my swordsmanship, I can go anywhere in the world… Of course I want to participate!”

“Okay, you are indeed my Heavenly Sword Sect’s true disciple.”

Uncle Feng smiled and said, “I heard that you, my nephew, have an elder who is already a third-level upper-grade physical cultivator…”

“My elder has always been a wanderer, with no fixed place to live… It’s hard for me to contact him now.”

Fang Xing shook his head regretfully.

However, he was complaining in his heart that it seemed that the Tianjian Sect had indeed suffered heavy losses and that all the able-bodied men were being conscripted.

“Nephew, although our sect is famous for its swordsmanship, we have also preserved many inheritances from other sects… I dare not say anything else, but if you ask the elder to surrender, we can still give you a quasi-fourth-level physical cultivation inheritance.”

Uncle Feng promised solemnly.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the value of a quasi-fourth-level inheritance cannot be measured in spirit stones, which can be said to be a great sincerity.

But for Fang Xing…

A mere physical training inheritance? It was simply beaten by the Blue Star Martial Arts.

He just couldn’t stand it.

After all, I follow the Blue Star martial arts, and when I was at the Great Vajra realm, I already had a quasi-fourth-level physique.

“Speaking of which…if we convert it, what level of combat power does a Jindan cultivator have? For example, Fu Hongyi should be in the sixth level…but there are also fake Dan Zhenren, who are useless people who can be defeated by the outer scene warriors…”

“And the Seventh Level Vajra has opened up a large gap… After all, after the third transformation of the Golden Body, it can ignore the attacks of lower-grade magic weapons… When it comes to the Great Vajra Realm, it is suspected to be a quasi-fourth-level physical cultivation.”

“So, it seems that a Nascent Soul cultivator is roughly equivalent to a Martial Saint, and is at the eighth level of combat power? The rumored Divine Transformation cultivator is similar to a Martial God, and is at the ninth level of combat power? … We can’t just apply the realm of immortal cultivators to Blue Star martial arts… To know the true state, you still have to fight with me.”

Fang Xing thought to himself, and while answering a few words casually, he sat down on the cushion beside the spiritual spring, silently comprehending the ‘Zhenwu Seven Star Sword Formation’.

This scene was seen by other Jindan Zhenren, and they all secretly praised this boy for having the spirit of a great general.

In such a dangerous environment, he still looks calm.

But they don’t know that Fang Xing has the magical skill of running away with the golden finger.

Even when facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, I have the trump card of the Great Sun Tathagata Palm, so I am naturally fearless.

…

A few days later.

Wood Demon Sect.

A large number of monks were fighting each other frantically.

A green wooden dragon roared, emitting an astonishing murderous aura, and entangled with a sword light.

The sword light was vast, pure, and carried the sword intent to destroy everything.

Swish!
Another sword light slashed out, as if following a mysterious trajectory, it found the weak point of the Shenmu Shalong puppet and split the puppet in half.

The sword flashed and rushed towards the Grand Elder of the Musha Sect!
A
river of blood appeared, and a small round shield jumped out from the blood river, blocking the fatal sword.

Not far away, Fu Hongyi slowly put away his sword with a calm expression on his face.

In fact, if he really wanted to leave, he could abandon the entire camp of monks and leave with a simple luggage on the day he received the news.

With his level of cultivation, even if the Musha Sect tried their best to kill him, there would be no result.

An even greater possibility is that you will be escorted out of the country with courtesy.

But all the Tianjian Sect’s true disciples, inner and outer disciples, and Taoist soldiers in the camp were about to be killed.

These are not the ragtag troops like Fang Xing’s men, but the real elites of the Tianjian Sect!

Even Fu Hongyi felt a little bit overwhelmed by the responsibility and wanted to do her best to save something.

“Fu Hongyi… why are you so unwise?”

The blood rivers converged to form a blood lake. In the lake there was a red-haired young man in the late Jindan stage, who was the grand master of the Blood River Palace.

He took back his small shield and said calmly: “You can conquer the world with just one sword, but if you delay like this, what you will receive is not reinforcements, but ghosts who will take your life!”

(End of this chapter)