The Sword Dynasty - 658

This worship is only a practitioner at the pinnacle of the five realms. In the practitioner’s world, he and Fang Xiumu are separated from the earth and the sky. If it were in peacetime, even if it changed any of the ordinary seven-level masters, I am afraid that he would not stop talking nonsense with people like him.

However, the square embroidered curtain at this time was in a wonderful opportunity, and the first thing he had to straighten out was his own mood.

So he stopped, even turned his body, looked at the consecration of the criminal secretary who was too shocked and puzzled, and said: “Everyone in the world, including Yuan Wu and that person, feels that my spiritual talent is Better than my brother, but this is not the case.”

The criminal secretary worshipped the shock and panic that suppressed his heart, and he was even more puzzled when he looked at the square embroidered curtain with a faint jewel luster on his body.

The cultivation talent of Fang Xiu Mu is well known in the world. Even that person back then is said to have visited Fang Mansion on purpose, and believes that Fang Xiu Mu’s achievements will far exceed Fang Shi and others.

Fang embroidered curtain has not been shot in Changling for many years, and there is almost no record of fighting against people. However, most practitioners have been impressed after seeing Fang embroidered curtain. Therefore, even if Fang embroidered curtain has lived in seclusion these years, Both have a better reputation.

Fang Xiumu is the best talented among the generation of cultivators who are close to each other. This is something that almost everyone believes. However, he said so now. Could Yuan Wu and that person be mistaken?

“My brother seems inferior to me because he has done everything, and I only need to think about spiritual things. Therefore, in the past many years, he has done a lot of things, but I am just an idiot who only knows how to practice. By.”

Fang Xiumian thought of the many clips over the years, feeling a little sad, “The worst place I am inferior to my brother is that I don’t know him enough, but he knows me better than myself.”

“I am cultivating the Pure Nature Sutra, and I am cultivating a pure and natural state of mind. In the past meditations, I raised a pond of fish, which depends on the joy and joy of that pond of koi in the limited pure world. Yi. Before the Lushan Union, I had the opportunity to break the border. But my brother had told me a long time ago that I was still a little short of something.”

“I left Changling and followed the flow to the sea, and stayed here for a long time. I always felt that something was lacking. Until today, I heard the news of my brother’s death that I didn’t understand what I was lacking.”

“Pureness and inaction is too pure and lack of desires. Although it fits the state of mind of my practice, but jumping into the dragon gate is a desire to fight for death. If I don’t fight or kill, how can I have that kind of leap? Out of the water, leaving the confined world, the state of mind that turns into a dragon?”

“What I lack is this killing intent.”

“My brother knows me too well, so he wants to use his own death to bring me such an opportunity.”

Listening to these words from Fang Xiuqian, the criminal secretary’s consecration became clear, but he still couldn’t help it and asked, “Then why are you staying here and doing such heavy labor every day?”

“Since it’s too clean, then look at a different world. There may be things I lack in the ordinary people’s world. My mood has become a pool of still water during years of practice. Fortunately, this cool official has done a good job. , What he did made me more and more unhappy, and finally aroused my murderous intent.”

Fang Xiumian glanced at this criminal secretary’s consecration, and then said, “Although it is not close to Changling, it is not too far away.”

The Criminal Division worships silent and speechless.

According to the rumors, this idiot who only knows how to practice with great concentration has gone out to sea, escaped from this world, and traveled far away from the immortal mountains overseas, but in fact, he has stayed in this world and has not completely gone far.

His cultivation level is too low to predict the realm of Fang Embroidered Screen at this time, but looking at the faint light lingering around Fang Embroidered Screen, he knows that Fang Embroidered Screen is here. This is the real Qianlong going out of the abyss. For Da Qin As far as the dynasty is concerned, there is another powerful and terrifying enemy.

“You…where are you going?”

The whereabouts of such a person is very important to the Great Qin Dynasty. Therefore, knowing that his own problem may anger the other party, in exchange for killing him, but looking at Fang Xiuqian who turned and left, the criminal secretary still took a deep breath. He breathed, asked.

Fang Xiumu’s face was calm. He didn’t stop, but said: “This place is closer to Yinshan Mountain, and what’s the point of returning to Changling now? Who can I kill?”

The penal division was consecrated and couldn’t speak anymore.

When Fang Xiumu’s figure completely disappeared from his sight, a deeper chill came out of his body again.

He began to think that Fang Xiumu was answering his questions to thoroughly express his attitude and inform the people of the world.

He said that what is the point of returning to Changling? Who can he kill?

However, given the realm and cultivation of Fangxiu screen at this time, who in Changling can’t kill?

At most, Zheng Xiu and other people.

So he meant that from then on, he became the enemy of Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu, and he wanted to kill Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu.

He told the people of the world to go to Yinshan, and at the same time told many masters who wanted to go, the enemies of Bashan Sword Field, if they want to go there, they must fight with him.

Although he has never been able to meditate, how many of the world’s masters have the confidence to defeat him?

…

The Fangxiu screen walked quietly on the waves.

The river is open, and his mind is vast.

He finally understands a little bit why he has achieved such an achievement in his cultivation with his talent of night strategy coldness and his deliberate suppression over the years.

Because some people’s practice is hard work and delusion, while the practice of someone like her is struggling for life every step of the way.

If he is peaceful and clean and keeps cultivating in that small courtyard, he may have an amazing lifespan, but I am afraid that in the end he will have no sorrow or joy, any foreign objects will not disturb his heart, and eventually become a wood person without emotions. .

However, people are born with emotions, and there are many things that can’t be parted from.

If all these are left, what traces can this person leave behind?

What are you still doing?

As he moved forward, layers of pure light continued to shine on his body, just like the occasional wave of light on the water when the setting sun was rising in the morning when there was no one.

This layer of pure light is the natural accumulation of his many years of hard cultivation. At this moment, it is emerging in his body, slowly condensing, and slowly forming a sword shape in front of him, forming a destiny. sword.

The sword sank under his feet, slowly revealing the killing intent.

The river broke open, and his sword was like a fast boat riding the wind and waves, going upstream.

…

When Fang Xiumu’s natal sword came into being, and his body was in clear light on his way to Yinshan, Fusu, who had been in a coma for a long time in the Qianshan formation, gradually woke up.

He felt that the injury in his body was slowly getting better because of some kind of medicine, and then he saw Qing Yao Yin, the nearest to him.