The Lord of Reincarnation - 56. Chapter 56

In the study.

Fang Xian lay on the soft chair, reading quietly.

After a long time, suddenly put down the book, tapped the armchair lightly with his right hand, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: “Little Tiger…I still didn’t give up.”

This jade tiger once wanted to worship him.

After all, the people in the rivers and lakes, who doesn’t know the myth of’the seven kills of the white tiger and the dominance of the world’?

If anyone can get the magical powers taught by the White Tiger Immortal, perhaps the next White Tiger Immortal will be!

It’s a pity that Fang Xian never accepts it.

After all, he only has friendship with Yu Longjiao, not with the Yu family.

In addition, the new “White Tiger Seven Killing Evil Skills” has been revised by him and incorporates the essence of “Dragon and Tiger Powerful King Kong Unbreakable Supernatural Powers”. machine.

It may not be a good thing if it spreads out and falls into the hands of people with unhealthy minds.

As for waiting for him to die, it will be a dead end, martial arts regrets and so on, it’s a matter for him?

Fang Xian took a break again, then got up and came to the desk.

On the table, yellow paper, scissors, cinnabar, brushes and other things are neatly placed.

He settled down, holding a writing brush, dipped in cinnabar, and drew the talisman on the yellow paper.

A strange talisman appeared on the yellow paper among the dragons and snakes, and it was completed in one go.

Fang Xian exhaled, folded the yellow paper, and cut out the shape of a small sword with scissors.

“go!”

Immediately, his thoughts moved, his spirit poured into the yellow paper, and a yellow light flashed in the void.

The yellow paper talisman sword flew out and plunged into the red sandalwood cabinet in front of him, deep into it.

This is’Royal Swordsmanship’!

The secret of Qingyuan Palace, like magical magic!

Fangxian searched the world’s secret books and found that only the two schools of Vatican and Taoism can barely gain the eye.

‘Dragon and Tiger Powerful King Kong is not bad supernatural power’ and’White Tiger Seven Killing Evil Skills’ are slightly overlapped and similar, and his most painstaking effort is this’Royal Sword Technique’!

According to the classics, there are three levels of real “swordsmanship”, and you must be in the realm of a great master, and you can only practice it!

Among them, the first level is’paper-cutting as soldiers and Fulu as swords’!

Use essence and blood to blend cinnabar, special yellow paper, and talisman to make a flying sword, control it with your heart, and take the first level within a hundred steps.

The second level is’vegetables and trees as a sword’. It is necessary to plant a plant with a unique formula every day, plus painstaking efforts to irrigate it. It must be connected with each other. After decades, it will be made into a wooden sword that will come and go vertically and horizontally. .

The original kendo man was in such a realm.

It’s just that these two levels, when the flying sword is used, will inevitably involve most of the mental strength, causing the operator to be unable to move, which is a major flaw.

The final third level is to use one’s own blood to refine a’blood-smelting steel sword’, and at the same time practice the method of’one mind and two uses’, and be able to move while using flying swords.

The day when the sword becomes successful, it can be called invincible in the world!

“This craft hasn’t fallen behind…”

Fang Xian cleared the traces and smiled slowly.

…

Most of the year passed quickly.

Fang Xian was dying of old age.

The fear of death tortured him day and night.

He has never been so weak for a moment, because before he died, no one can guarantee that he can reincarnate again!

Perhaps death this time is really dead!

“So… I thought so… to live!”

Fang Xian walked out of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Building, looked at the sky and the earth wrapped in silver, and stepped onto a carriage.

He had some thoughts of returning to the roots of fallen leaves, and wanted to return to Yaofeng County.

Of course, the funeral should also be prepared early. First, let people burn themselves to ashes, and then scatter the ashes into the Daqingshan, and first set themselves up and ashes, to ensure that no second person can whip him.

“Little tiger, go back, don’t give it away!”

Fang Xian was covered with a thick silk quilt, and said to Yu Xiaohu who was seeing him off.

“Grandpa…”

Yu Xiaohu knelt on the ground, unable to cry.

Although he didn’t worship Fangxian as a teacher, he also got a lot of guidance. In addition, the’White Tiger Seven Killing Evil Skills’ could not be passed on, and the other martial arts Fangxian didn’t care, and he had a half-teacher friendship.

…

In the wind and snow, there was only a carriage on the official road.

Fang Xian felt that his life was almost like a candle in the wind, extinguishing at any time.

“There is no hope anymore…”

Once, he placed his hopes on “Dong Xuan Secret Lu”, but after only trying it once, he almost couldn’t hold his mind and didn’t dare to continue.

But after old age, the chances of getting into troubles are greater, and they may even die suddenly, making it even more impossible to comprehend.

He also understood that even with the help of the attribute column, his realm was still too low to cross that threshold many times.

After all, after one enlightenment, the difficulties you will face next time become even greater!

When Fang Xian recalled, the carriage suddenly stopped.

“Bao Shenglong, please Baihu Xianjun to fight.”

From the front, a young voice came, and it was the new great master of the north!

“I’m old and old, and I was blocked by someone…”

Fang Xian shook his head, walked out of the car door, and saw a figure with a straight back, like a javelin, standing in the snow.

He was full of heat, like a stove, clearing the surrounding snow.

“Ahem…”

Fang Xian coughed: “This world belongs to your young people. Why do you bother me as an old man? What’s more… I still have some friendship with your ancestors.”

“I have been seeking martial arts all my life, so how can I not challenge the supreme martial arts? I will die without regrets!”

Bao Shenglong shouted.

Aroused by this, Fang Xian’s true energy was raging, and it seemed that the world-shaking White Tiger God was about to emerge.

But the airflow tumbling, after all, it didn’t happen.

The white tiger’s dignity is that the three talents of essence, qi, and spirit can be manifested, and Fangxian’s essence is no longer sufficient.

He sighed faintly, his body style was like a glimpse of light, and he didn’t enter the dense forest on the side of the road.

Even if he wins, he is dying of old age. What’s the use of a false name?

“this……”

On the spot, Bao Shenglong was dumbfounded.

This world martial arts supreme, escaped without even making a move?

Even with his great master-level state of mind, he couldn’t help but fluctuate sharply, and immediately caught up with him: “The outcome is undivided, how can I go?”

“He… ran away!”

In the same place, a few figures appeared, and his body was alive: “Haha…The White Tiger Fairy ran away? I said, you are all as timid as rats, and Bao Shenglong picked up a bargain…”

“It seems that, as rumored, this old thing is finally dying!”

“Hey, old and weak, and his true energy is diminished. How much is left of this White Tiger Immortal Lord’s fierce power?”

“I am waiting for the sect’s great enmity, today I must repay it, chase it!”

These people are surging, with a sense of anticipation that breaks the myth, chasing into the dense forest.

Soon, they saw a scarlet rainbow!

The shaking Changhong just flashed, and Bao Shenglong’s head fell off.

“Blood Steel Sword?!”

A mysterious man screamed, turned and ran.

Unfortunately, it is too late.

The blood-colored changhong is like growing eyes, stabs down, no matter the grandmaster, it will be slashed with a single sword!

Outside the pool of blood, Fang Xian’s figure slowly emerged:

“Although the body is decayed, the spirit will not. The life span of the soul is much longer than that of the body… The blood-smelting sword and the method of one mind and two use are really difficult to practice. Great masters can’t practice it, but I can’t hold back my golden fingers… ”

He sighed, and suddenly chanted: “For two hundred years, the white tiger is the world’s nobleman, I have nothing to do when I grow old, and the flying sword beheads people…”

The figure turned around and disappeared in the dense forest.

This is also the last time Fang Xian appeared on the rivers and lakes…