The Universe Fan, the Sword Saint's Legacy [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Seeing the natal spirit gradually materializing above Fang Wang's head, a hint of disappointment flashed in the Sword Saint's eyes. ♝🐜 👌🎈

It's not a sword, what a pity!

But the Sword Saint's eyes dimmed again as he thought about his impending death; he had no other choice.

He stood on the lake, quietly gazing at Fang Wang.

As the natal spirit treasure became more and more solid, its aura gradually grew stronger, causing dark clouds to shroud the sky and quickly transform into thunderclouds, accompanied by thunderous roars.

In the distance, the sword cultivators who were comprehending the Dao of the Sword on the lake all looked up, their faces showing confusion.

Little Purple looked up and saw that the sky was changing. Worry appeared in its snake eyes. It was afraid that making too much noise would cause trouble.

Just then, it felt an unimaginable pressure coming from behind. It turned its head and its snake eyes widened.

The Sword Saint raised his right hand, and sword shadows rose from behind the thick fog. Looking around, the lake area was surrounded by countless sword shadows, forming a sword array. The sword shadows burst forth with sword energy, forming a sword energy light curtain that isolated the area.

"Don't worry, I'm just covering for him."

Upon hearing the Sword Saint's voice, Xiao Zi immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

and many more!

Is he talking to me?

Xiao Zi tensed up in fright, becoming even more wary of the Sword Saint.

Fang Wang felt reassured after hearing the Sword Saint's words. If the other party had malicious intentions, there was no need to wait any longer.

At the same time, the sword servants and sword cultivators in the distance saw the sword formation soaring into the sky and suddenly realized that it was the work of the Sword Saint.

Jian Tianze was vast, but when the Sword Saint's sword formation rose, it resembled a giant mountain of sword energy, no smaller than the surrounding peaks, and its momentum was even more magnificent.

Such sword energy was enough to captivate all sword cultivators who witnessed this scene.

With the Sword Saint in command, Fang Wang's subsequent development process naturally went smoothly.

As time passed, the folding fan above his head gradually solidified. It was a black fan with flame patterns printed on its blades. These flame patterns could store Xuan Yang True Fire to counter ghost artifacts.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged and roared, and streaks of lightning flashed above, lingering without falling, as if the heavens were expressing their displeasure.

The Sword Saint looked at Fang Wang's magical artifact and uttered two words: "Earthly Origin!"

He himself was also a spirit of earth element, so he was very clear about the characteristics of the earth element grade. However, he noticed that this spirit was still absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which meant that its grade had not yet been shaped to its limit.

This was not surprising to the Sword Saint. He had set up an array here, which could only be successfully created by a treasure spirit that surpassed the Xuan Yuan level. Fang Wang was able to cause celestial phenomena, proving that it was by no means an ordinary earth element. This was a trap he had set. He had even lowered the threshold for his sword servants, afraid of scaring away those with the right destiny.

The Sword Saint felt a sense of anticipation.

Hopefully, this child can be molded into a rank surpassing that of a Di Yuan Bao Ling.

Just like Fang Wang of Taiyuan Sect!

The Sword Saint couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Fang Wang. It was a pity that such a genius had already joined the Taiyuan Sect, and the Taiyuan Sect would definitely not let him go.

Having a sect creates entanglements and doesn't fit his criteria for selecting people.

suddenly!

The Sword Saint's expression changed slightly. He felt his precious spirit trembling, which made his eyes shine.

Really are……

Fang Wang was completely immersed in the process of shaping spirits, having forgotten everything in the outside world.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Fang Wang suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and the Xuan Yang True Fire above his head spread out, sweeping in all directions with heat waves and shaking the sword formation.

He stood up, reached above his head, and grasped the fan handle, revealing a black folding fan with a flame pattern in his hand.

He stared intently and saw the sword saint's sword formation. His mind stirred, and he suddenly grabbed a black folding fan and waved it towards the sword energy barrier in the distance.

boom--

He waved his fan with one hand, and the lake surface in front of him exploded. A terrifying storm, mixed with surging water, was visible to the naked eye. A huge wave nearly ten feet high crashed into the sword formation's light screen, causing the entire sword formation to tremble.

The Sword Saint raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowed, and he pointed two fingers of his right hand at the lake surface. In an instant, the trembling sword formation became as stable as Mount Tai, until it neutralized the raging waves.

Fang Wang exhaled a breath of stale air, secretly lamenting the loss.

He turned to the Sword Saint, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Junior Zhou Yu thanks Senior Sword Saint for your support. I was just excited and couldn't help but want to show off my skills. I hope you won't take offense."

If he breaks through the sword formation with a single strike, that's fine; the opponent won't dare say anything more.

Since we failed, all we can do is be polite.

Of course, he had no intention of offending anyone; he simply wanted to test how powerful his third natal spirit treasure was.

"It's alright. It's my honor to witness the birth of a Tianyuan. I never thought that two Tianyuan could be born in the same era on this land. It seems that person was not lying to me. This place can indeed fulfill my wish. It's just a pity that your treasure spirit is not a sword, otherwise I would have liked to give you my inheritance."

The Sword Saint stroked his beard and sighed. Upon hearing this, Fang Wang became even more curious about what the Sword Saint wanted to give him.

He really wanted to take out the Rainbow Sword, but he couldn't act rashly. What if the Sword Saint wanted to possess his body?

To be honest, he wasn't very interested in the Sword Saint's legacy. He already had plenty of unique fighting techniques, and he didn't want to be stuck in the Heavenly Palace for hundreds of years again.

Fang Wang, on a sudden inspiration, said, "Senior, I was able to create this treasure thanks to you. Why don't you bestow a name upon it?"

Upon hearing this, the Sword Saint hesitated for a moment, but considering that his days were numbered, he smiled and pondered, "Its power is like fire, its movement like thunder, and it can shake the universe with a single fan. Why not call it the Universe Fan?"

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Qiankun Fan?

Fang Wang thought the name was good and quickly thanked the Sword Saint.

The Sword Saint waved his sleeve, dispelling the sword formation. The sword energy barrier shattered, and the sword energy that filled the sky dissipated like a thick fog, a truly magnificent sight.

Then, the Sword Saint walked towards Fang Wang.

Xiao Zi immediately came to Fang Wang, climbed up his legs, and snuggled into his arms.

The Sword Saint landed on the wooden bridge, walked past Fang Wang, and said, "Continue your training. I have something to give you a year from now."

Fang Wang watched him walk into the attic at the back and then close the door.

a year?

Are you sure you're not up to any tricks?

Thinking about it carefully, judging from the power of the sword formation just now, Fang Wang is no match for the Sword Saint. If the Sword Saint wanted to harm him, why would he wait another year?

Even if there are special reasons that require waiting a year, just in case, shouldn't we just suppress him now?

After much deliberation, Fang Wang decided to wait a year and use the time to cultivate here.

The scenery here is beautiful, perfect for cultivation.

Fang Wang turned around and played with the Qiankun Fan in his hand, liking it more and more as he looked at it.

A lone figure stands on the cold river, dressed in white with a black fan, approaching in the wind. The lotus flowers under the bridge sway and lean, yet exude a chaotic beauty. This scene is as beautiful as a painting.

……

After creating the Qiankun Fan, Fang Wang's strength increased greatly. After that, he did not wander around, but meditated and cultivated on the wooden bridge.

The Profound Heart Realm is not enough!

He must reach the Concentration Realm as soon as possible, firstly to have the confidence to face all the crises in the Great Qi cultivation world, and secondly to obtain the inheritance of the Heavenly Gang Sacred Body True Skill.

Yes, even now, he still remembers the Heavenly Divine Body True Skill.

In the blink of an eye.

Six months have passed.

It took Fang Wang a full six months to break through to the second level of the Profound Heart Realm. He felt it was very slow, but when he thought that many people could only stay at the first level of the Profound Heart Realm for their entire lives, he felt relieved.

After breaking through, he continued to cultivate at the head of the bridge, his eyes open, looking at the lake.

For the past six months, he had been cultivating, and the Sword Saint had not come out after entering the back pavilion. He could not sense the aura inside the pavilion, so he could not determine whether the Sword Saint was still there, but he did not want to disturb him rashly.

In recent days, Fang Wang has been very interested in the changes on the lake. He always felt that the Sword Saint had a special purpose in arranging for him to cultivate here. The mist on this lake changes every day. For some reason, when the mist surges, he feels that he can vaguely see a figure practicing swordsmanship. However, whenever he thinks of this and looks at the mist on the lake, he can no longer see that figure.

What are you doing here?

A familiar voice rang out, and Fang Wang glanced over to see Fang Hanyu approaching on his sword, a look of surprise and delight on his face.

Fang Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, the kid didn't call him by his real name.

This is Fang Hanyu, a meticulous man. As soon as he saw Fang Wang, he knew that Fang Wang had changed his name. After all, there was a lot of discussion about him in Jian Tianze, especially since Song Jinyuan was still in a state of despair.

Fang Wang waved to him, and he immediately flew over and landed beside Fang Wang.

"You're cultivating here, what about you?" Fang Wang asked with a smile.

Fang Hanyu replied, "Naturally, I came here for the Sword Saint's legacy. Unfortunately, after being here for more than half a year, I've only seen him once. Why don't you give it a try? You're sure to succeed. When it comes to sword talent, I think no one can compare to you."

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Clang!

A sound came from behind, followed by a gust of wind. Fang Wang and his companion turned around and saw the Sword Saint standing behind them.

The Sword Saint stared intently at Fang Wang and asked, "Zhou Yu, are you also a sword cultivator?"

Zhou Yu?

Isn't this a name from the Romance of the Three Kingdoms?

Fang Hanyu was secretly surprised. When he was a child, Fang Wang liked to tell him stories about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. But when he grew up, he realized that there was no Three Kingdoms period at all. The romance of Shu Han and the spirit of Cao Wei were obviously fabricated by Fang Wang.

What surprised him was not Fang Wang's name change, but why he changed it to the name of the Eastern Wu camp. Didn't Fang Wang dislike Eastern Wu?

Why not call him Zhuge Liang, whom he likes?

By the way, I'll also use the name from the Three Kingdoms period to travel the world, and it'll even be a secret code with Fang Wang.

Facing the Sword Saint's burning gaze, Fang Wang braced himself and said, "Well, I'm somewhat involved, but I'm not a pure sword cultivator."

The Sword Saint narrowed his eyes and said, "Spar with me using your strongest swordsmanship. If you satisfy me, I will bestow my own legacy upon you."

Fang Wang frowned.

If he uses the Amazing Divine Sword Technique or the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation, his identity will be easily exposed.

A disciple of the Taiyuan Sect who shaped the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit...

"If you perform well, my legacy will not only be given to you, but also to him," the Sword Saint said again, glancing at Fang Hanyu.

Fang Hanyu did not get excited, but fell silent.

He didn't know what Fang Wang was hesitating about, but he was afraid of causing trouble for Fang Wang.

Before landing, he deliberately scanned the attic with his divine sense, but there was clearly no one there...

In other words, this person is the Sword Saint!

Besides the Sword Saint, who else could be so unfathomable?

But... why did Fang Wang defy the Sword Saint's legacy?