Sword Formation at its Perfect Perfection, Jian Tianze

"Then go quickly, senior brother."

Fang Wang quickly made way, and Lu Yuanjun nodded with a smile as the two passed each other.

The two went in opposite directions. Fang Wang leaped up and transformed into a white rainbow, flying towards the third meridian. His expression turned cold, and his smile disappeared.

As Lu Yuanjun walked toward the gate of the Shiyuan Palace, his smile also vanished, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

Only the two of them know what they are thinking.

The sect's main city was still in an uproar. Although Fang Wang's battle with the thirteen geniuses was brief, the sensation it caused had a lasting impact.

Fang Wang moved quickly, arriving at the third vein in a flash. He landed in front of his cave dwelling, and Xiao Zi peeked out from his arms, asking, "Young Master, do you have a grudge against that person?"

As Fang Wang took out his disciple token to open the mountain gate, he replied, "Indeed, we have a grudge."

As the mountain gate opened, he followed it into the cave.

Xiao Zi flowed out of his arms and closed the mountain gate. Then she looked up and asked, "Young master, if you can't handle him, let me go. I only need to bite him once, and I'll make him wish he were dead."

"No need. Killing him isn't difficult, but the relationships behind him are complicated. Let's wait a few more years. Perhaps he's already suffering a lot," Fang Wang replied.

His observation skills were incredibly sharp; he could clearly sense that Lu Yuanjun was very nervous during this meeting, but was only pretending to be calm.

Perhaps Lu Yuanjun is still praying that he will never know the truth.

Fang Wang sat down in front of the white jade bed. He took out the jade slip containing the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation and hesitated.

Should we start learning now?

It could very well take two hundred years.

But if we leave it unlearned, when will we ever learn it?

Fang Wang has just made a big splash, so perhaps not many people will dare to cause him trouble in the future. But those who do dare to cause him trouble must be at least at the fifth level of the Profound Heart Realm.

never mind!

Learn it!

Fang Wang gritted his teeth and decided to be ruthless to himself. He immediately began to use his divine sense to probe the jade slip.

Seeing that he had begun his cultivation, Xiao Zi stopped disturbing him and went to the edge of the pool. Looking at its reflection in the water, it began to imagine that it was a dragon head.

About half an hour later.

Fang Wang's gaze suddenly became unfocused, and his consciousness entered the Heavenly Palace directly.

Standing inside the Heavenly Palace, Fang Wang tried to calm himself down.

During his study of the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation, he realized that this sword formation was even more profound and unpredictable than the Amazing Swan Divine Sword Technique, which meant that he would need to cultivate it for a very long time.

"Practice it then! I want to see just how powerful this sword formation that swept through the cultivation world of the Great Qi is!"

Fang Wang muttered to himself, trying to cheer himself up.

With a thought, flying swords appeared out of thin air all around him. The Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation requires swords to form the formation. To master it, seventy-two formation swords are needed. The higher the grade of the sword, the stronger its power.

He thought that after mastering the Amazing Divine Sword Technique and the Divine Nourishing Sword Qi, it wouldn't be too difficult to cultivate the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation. However, he didn't expect that just getting to the basics would almost drive him to collapse.

It took him a full forty years to barely grasp the basics of this sword formation. It requires refining one's divine sense and comprehending the spiritual energy of the lightning attribute, making it extremely profound.

He condensed the sword intent of the Azure Thunder into a sword array, transforming it into the Nine Heavens Sword Domain to suppress and kill all powerful enemies!

After getting the hang of it, Fang Wang no longer found it boring and his interest in the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation grew.

He felt that the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation possessed power no less than that of the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique. To be precise, these were two different types of spells. The Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique was suitable for destruction and breaking through encirclement, while the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation was suitable for mass killing. Azure Thunder had a natural advantage against certain special demons, evil spirits, and techniques.

Time flies in the Heavenly Palace.

When Fang Wang finally mastered the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation to its peak, looking back, it had taken him a total of 342 years.

If the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation were practiced by seventy-two people, it would be twice as effective. However, practicing this sword formation requires extremely high levels of perception of lightning attributes and comprehension of swordsmanship. At least the Taiyuan Sect could not find seventy-two people who met the qualifications.

Fang Wang's consciousness returned to reality, his eyes regained their clarity, and at this moment, he was still holding the jade slip in his hand.

He tossed the jade slip into his storage bag, stood up, and said, "Little Zi, prepare to go down the mountain!"

Xiao Zi, who was cultivating, opened her snake eyes and asked in surprise, "So fast? Young Master, you just went through a great battle, don't you need to rest? And what about the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation? Aren't you going to study it?"

"Are you coming or not? No, I'm leaving!"

Fang Wang put on the two storage bags on the table, then picked up the Qingjun Sword and walked towards the mountain gate.

Xiao Zi quickly followed him, afraid of being left behind.

"Young master, why do you suddenly want to go down the mountain?"

"I feel suffocated."

"Burning in? What's wrong? Do you need me to help you release it?"

"What do you know? And how can you help me vent my anger by hitting you?"

"Oh? It's not impossible, as long as you're happy, young master..."

……

Inside the Shiyuan Hall, Guang Qiuxian sat cross-legged on a futon, his face extremely grim, while Yang Yuanzi stood to the side with an angry expression.

"Foolish! Foolish! I told you long ago not to spoil him. Look at him, just like his father, his heart isn't human at all!"

Yang Yuanzi cursed in a deep voice, gritting his teeth and trying hard to suppress his anger.

Guang Qiuxian glared at him and scolded, "I indulged him? When he was seven, I listened to you and let Chen Anshi take him traveling the world until he was twenty. Do you know how much suffering he endured during those years? Perhaps it was those experiences that corrupted his heart!"

Yang Yuanzi said fiercely, "I don't care. Fang Wang is my disciple and the hope of the Taiyuan Sect. No matter what, I will not allow Lu Yuanjun to threaten him. Since Lu Yuanjun made a mistake, then he should be punished. We must make amends to Fang Wang. I suggest that Fang Wang be made the Taiyuan Sect's top disciple! He is qualified for it!"

Guang Qiuxian frowned and sighed, "Lu Yuanjun should naturally be punished, otherwise it would be unfair to those innocent souls who died unjustly. But can this matter really be kept secret forever? Should we communicate with Fang Wang in advance to smooth things over?"

How can the hatred of a family being wiped out be avenged?

"Then what should we do? A hundred years from now, Fang Wang will inevitably become the strongest cultivator in the Great Qi world. At that time, will you and I still be able to control him?"

"Why try to control him? My disciple is magnanimous and kind-hearted, and never bullies the weak. As for his hatred for Lu Yuanjun, the best solution is to make Lu Yuanjun disappear and send him away!"

Yang Yuanzi spoke in an irrefutable tone, pausing before adding earnestly, "Senior brother, we can't tolerate him any longer. We do owe his mother a debt, but that's for his mother. As long as this wicked son is alive, that's enough!"

Guangqiu remained silent.

At this moment, a disciple's voice came from outside the gate of Shiyuan Hall: "Reporting to the sect leader, Fang Wang is not in the cave. I have investigated and found that his disciple token has left Taiyuan Sect. He should have gone down the mountain."

Upon hearing this, Guang Qiuxian and Yang Yuanzi's expressions changed instantly.

"Alright, go back and cultivate."

Guang Qiuxian responded, and the disciple outside the door immediately took his leave.

The Shiyuan Palace has special restrictions that can prevent prying eyes, so the two are not worried about being overheard.

Guang Qiuxian looked at him strangely and said, "Only two hours have passed since he obtained the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation. The geniuses from other sects are still here, yet he's already gone down the mountain. Could he have escaped with his ultimate technique?"

Yang Yuanzi rolled her eyes at him and said irritably, "What? Do you suspect he's a spy for the demonic path? You're willing to use the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit as an inside man? If he were truly a spy, why wouldn't he climb to the position of vice sect leader, or even sit in your seat? Do you think it's possible for him to run away for a technique he can't master? Besides, he's not the only one in the Fang family within the Taiyuan Sect. I really don't know why Master chose you as sect leader!"

"I was just joking, why are you so angry? And you're attacking me." Guang Qiuxian was furious.

Yang Yuanzi snorted and said, "Summon Lu Yuanjun here; I want to interrogate him myself!"

Guang Qiuxian hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

……

Amidst the vast sea of ​​clouds, a majestic black eagle swoops down. Dusk falls on the horizon, with crimson clouds illuminating the sky. The mountains and rivers below gradually darken, creating a unique and poignant atmosphere.

"Young master, can you go any faster?"

Little Purple perched on the black eagle's head and asked curiously.

Black Hawk immediately flew towards the ground and landed directly beside a large river in the mountains. The moment it landed, it transformed back into a human, dressed in white, wearing a straw hat, and holding a sword, resembling a wandering swordsman.

Fang Wang threw Xiao Zi to the ground, and then Fang Wang went to the riverbank to meditate.

Xiao Zi quickly climbed to Fang Wang's side and said coquettishly, "Young Master, where are we going? We've been out for half a month, and you've been flying around everywhere. I'm afraid you'll go into a state of demonic possession."

While gathering his breath, Fang Wang replied, "Soon, at most two hundred li away."

Half a month has passed since he descended the mountain. In order to relieve the boredom he had been cooped up in the Heavenly Palace for 342 years, he transformed into a black eagle and traveled across the Great Qi land. He passed through dozens of cities and occasionally rescued the common people who were being bullied by mountain bandits.

Now, he is less than two hundred miles away from the Spirit Shaping Land recommended by Zhou Xue.

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to talk, Xiao Zi had no choice but to give up.

Fang Wang closed his eyes to rest.

The sun gradually set.

As darkness fell, a whooshing sound came from the air, startling Xiao Zi into looking up.

A middle-aged man dressed in blue brocade robes came riding on a sword. He was strong and handsome, carrying a large sword on his back. His beard added to his masculine charm.

He landed on the riverbank about five zhang away from Fang Wang and asked with a smile, "Young man, are you also going to Jian Tianze?"

Fang Wang opened her eyes, glanced at him, and asked, "You too?"

He had never heard of Jian Tianze, but since the other party's cultivation was not low and he had landed in this vicinity, he guessed that the place he had gone to was the same place.

"Of course! The Sword Saint has finally shown himself, how could I miss it? It is said that he is waiting for a destined person in Jian Tianze. I think I might be that destined person." The middle-aged man laughed, slightly frivolous, like a wanderer.

The middle-aged man continued, "By the way, have you heard? The Sword Saint's sole disciple, Song Jinyuan, was defeated by Fang Wang, the number one genius of the Taiyuan Sect. It is said that Song Jinyuan gave up practicing swordsmanship because of this. Tsk tsk, I wonder what the Sword Saint would think if he knew about this."

"But then again, Fang Wang is indeed amazing. Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit! My goodness, the legend has become reality. Young man, which sect are you from? Why don't you switch to Taiyuan Sect? Taiyuan Sect is bound to rise. My daughter is in Taiyuan Sect and has a very good relationship with Fang Wang."