The Great Perfection of Heaven and Earth Sword Intent [3rd Update, Requesting Monthly Tic

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Fang Wang cupped his hands and said, "Not for myself, but for Fang Hanyu, I have to bite the bullet and go."

At worst, we can just hold out for a few hundred years!

Upon hearing this, the Sword Saint smiled. Fang Hanyu also sensed that Fang Wang was acting on his behalf, so he could only grip his sword hilt tightly.

Fang Wang stood up, facing the lake. Xiao Zi emerged from the bottom of the lake and peered at him.

Fang Wang's eyes narrowed, and a sword aura suddenly shot out, piercing through the thick fog at the end of the lake at an extremely fast speed. Immediately afterwards, a huge roar came from the distant mountains.

So fast!

Fang Hanyu was moved; his Heartless Evil Eyes could barely keep up with the sword energy from before.

The most crucial question is: how was this sword energy generated?

He didn't see any spiritual energy surging out of Fang Wang's body. Could it be that the sword energy was really shooting out from Fang Wang's eyes?

The Sword Saint narrowed his eyes and uttered four words: "Divine Nourishing Sword Qi!"

Fang Wang blinked, his eyes returning to normal, no longer cold and fierce. He turned to the Sword Saint and asked, "This is my most outstanding sword technique. Is it satisfactory?"

What is your relationship with the Gu family of Luobei?

"A friend of mine came from the Gu family. Seeing that I had some talent, he passed on this sword technique to me."

Fang Wang answered truthfully that his Divine Nourishing Sword Qi was at the Great Perfection stage. After ten years of nurturing, its power was equivalent to that of most members of the Gu family who had nurtured it for decades, or even nearly a hundred years.

The Sword Saint smiled, turned around, and said, "Come with me."

Fang Wang and Fang Hanyu exchanged a glance and immediately followed.

Xiao Zi quickly leaped out of the lake and landed on Fang Wang's shoulder.

As they entered the attic, the Sword Saint waved his sleeve, and the door closed automatically.

Inside the main hall, the Sword Saint sat cross-legged on a futon, gesturing for Fang Wang and the other person to sit in front of him.

"At the age of six, I became a disciple of a master on the mountain to learn swordsmanship. At seventeen, I descended the mountain to roam the world. At twenty, I roamed the world and was invincible. However, when I was twenty-one, I encountered a sword cultivator and was utterly defeated by him. Only then did I realize what the true way of the sword is. The way of the sword in the mortal world only has form, not meaning."

The Sword Saint spoke slowly, his eyes becoming unfocused as he recounted the past.

Fang Wang immediately resonated with these words.

Damn it, when he was sixteen he thought he was invincible, but before he could even make a name for himself, a cultivator descended from the sky and almost caused his downfall.

If Zhou Xue weren't a reincarnation of an immortal, he would probably be almost fourteen years old by now.

"From then on, I began to pursue the path of immortality. Fortunately, fate did not fail me and allowed me to create the Earthly Treasure Spirit. I spent three hundred years traversing this cultivation world. After that, I went south to overseas to seek a higher path of immortality. Only after going there did I realize that there are mountains beyond mountains and heavens beyond heavens."

The Sword Saint sighed deeply as he spoke of this.

His gaze returned to Fang Wang and the other person, and he said, "The path of cultivation is long. The sword path is only one of the three thousand great paths. Too many people pursue the pure sword path simply because they only have fighting and ruthlessness in their hearts. The true sword path should be to use all things as swords. When I was five hundred years old, I forgot all the sword techniques I had mastered in my life and created the true sword path that belonged to me."

"The sword intent of heaven and earth takes the intent of heaven and earth and all things as its sword intent."

"Now, you can make a choice: one of you will receive the sword intent of heaven and earth, and the other will receive the sword energy I have condensed throughout my life. I will condense this sword energy into your natal spirit treasures, making you multi-life spirit treasures, and your rank will surpass my low-grade earth elemental spirit treasures."

The Sword Saint spoke in a calm tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Fang Hanyu couldn't help but ask, "Can you pass it all on to him? I don't want the inheritance."

The Sword Saint glanced at him and asked, "Why?"

"I am unworthy of such an honor. My understanding of swordsmanship is far inferior to his, and I have no intention of taking away his opportunities," Fang Hanyu said earnestly.

Fang Wang couldn't help but say, "You were given a choice, and you still have the right to refuse? Don't take yourself too seriously. You should be grateful that the Sword Saint senior was willing to pass on his knowledge to you. You didn't have a choice in this matter!"

Having said that, he looked at the Sword Saint and said, "I choose the Heaven and Earth Sword Intent."

He already possessed three natal spirit treasures and did not need any more. Moreover, he strongly suspected that the Heavenly Palace would prevent the formation of external natal spirit treasures, and he still remembered the process of the Heavenly Palace Halberd's birth.

Furthermore, Fang Hanyu is merely a Xuan Yuan Treasure Spirit. If he could obtain a stronger Natal Treasure Spirit, it would be a destiny that defies fate.

Having lived this long in this life, Fang Wang doesn't have many friends. Apart from Gu Li, he only has good relationships with his clansmen. If he can lend a hand, he will naturally do so.

"But..." Fang Hanyu said anxiously.

"Alright, the sword intent of heaven and earth and the sword energy spirit cannot coexist. Your physical bodies cannot withstand both at the same time. You can only choose one. And I don't have much time left. I can't wait that long."

The Sword Saint interrupted their argument and spoke calmly, though his eyes were full of satisfaction.

Fang Wang couldn't help but ask, "You trust the two of us that much?"

The Sword Saint replied, "I can see through the sword heart from which the sword energy comes. Your sword heart is pure, with little greed and few distracting thoughts. Although his sword energy is extremely bloodthirsty, he can still think of you, which proves that he values ​​loyalty and righteousness. I have waited for thirty years and can't wait any longer. Perhaps you are not the best successors, but I have no other choice."

"My good-for-nothing disciple's sword heart has been scattered, and he is not qualified to inherit my Heaven and Earth Sword Intent. His mind is so fragile that he regards the grade of the treasure spirit as destiny. If he obtains a higher grade treasure spirit, he will probably bully others in the future."

Hearing this, Fang Wang felt somewhat ashamed.

If he hadn't suddenly appeared, would Song Jinyuan have been able to inherit the Sword Saint's legacy?

But since things had come to this point, he couldn't be coy.

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"Let's begin."

Suddenly, the Sword Saint raised his hand and pointed his right index finger at Fang Wang. Fang Wang's eyes froze instantly, and a series of figures practicing swords flashed within them.

At this moment, Fang Wang recalled the mysterious sword-practicing figure he had seen on the lake recently; it turned out to be the Heaven and Earth Sword Intent.

It seems that the Sword Saint had long planned to pass on the sword intent of heaven and earth to him, and what happened just now was merely a test.

Fang Wang only had the thought for a moment before immersing himself in the Sword Saint's legacy.

A multitude of sword techniques flooded Fang Wang's eyes and were imprinted in his mind, making them unforgettable. This feeling was quite peculiar.

I felt very passive and uncomfortable, yet there was a strange sense of joy.

Not long after.

The Sword Saint stopped, looking at the dazed Fang Wang with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation, and asked, "How did it feel?"

Fang Hanyu also tensed up and turned to Fang Wang.

Fang Wang's eyes gradually regained their clarity. He seemed to have aged ten years, exuding a sense of weariness. He sighed, "Very good..."

Damn it!

Fang Wang underestimated the sword intent of heaven and earth, and it took him four hundred and six years, second only to the Battle True Skill.

"From now on, you don't need to learn any other sword techniques. You can focus on studying my swordsmanship. With your Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit's aptitude, you should be able to master it in ten years, be able to mobilize the will of heaven and earth in fifty years, and be able to surpass me in a hundred years," the Sword Saint said with a smile, stroking his beard.

Fang Wang nodded calmly.

"Alright, you can leave now. Next, I need to pass on my sword energy to him, which will take a month. During this month, you must not disturb me," the Sword Saint instructed.

Fang Wang took a deep breath, stood up, patted Fang Hanyu on the shoulder, and walked out of the attic.

Having grasped the essence of the sword, he was able to trust the Sword Saint!

The door closed, and Fang Wang walked toward the wooden bridge. Xiao Zi peeked out from his arms. It felt that Fang Wang was being possessed again. Fortunately, this had happened before, so it didn't ask.

The Sword Saint looked at Fang Hanyu and said, "Actually, I can sense your sincere heart for the sword. Zhou Yu cannot compare to you. In the way of the sword, you may well be the future..."

Meanwhile, outside the attic.

Fang Wang walked to the end of the wooden bridge, slowly opened his arms, and roared:

"ah--"

His voice echoed above Jian Tianze, traveling extremely far and reverberating endlessly.

Several miles away, Gu Tianxiong, who was meditating on his sword on the lake, opened his eyes and cursed, "Where did this brat come from, yelling like that!"

Not only him, but many sword cultivators were frowning.

Inside the attic.

The Sword Saint's expression changed drastically. He seemed to sense something, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Fang Hanyu quickly said, "Senior, please continue. Don't pay attention to him. He's always been a bit eccentric, ever since he was little."

The Sword Saint took a deep breath and said, "In the future, you must never compare yourself to him. Focus on your own swordsmanship; that is the right path!"

Fang Hanyu's eyes were covered by a strip of cloth, but his expression still looked somewhat bewildered.

He really wanted to ask, "Is that really what you meant earlier?"

……

"No! I need to go for a walk!"

Fang Wang lowered his arms and said in a deep voice, "Although I feel much better after shouting, I really don't want to cultivate right now."

Xiao Zi chimed in, "Young Master seems quite troubled. How about you play with me?"

Fang Wang pulled it from his arms, threw it into the lake, and then turned and left.

He stepped off the wooden platform and walked along the lakeside.

He remembered knowing someone before coming to Jian Tianze, but what was that person's name?

He couldn't remember clearly, but after thinking about it, he figured if they met, the other person would definitely recognize him. He had a pretty good impression of that person; he must be an interesting person.

"Young master, wait for me!"

Little Purple swam swiftly on the lake.

……

Taiyuan Sect, First Branch, inside a cave dwelling.

Lu Yuanjun and Zhao Zhen sat facing each other at the stone table. Zhao Zhen poured tea for Lu Yuanjun and then asked, "That kid has been gone for more than half a year. Have you found out where he is?"

Lu Yuanjun replied, "I checked the direction of his disciple's token through the sect's central magic treasure. It's in the south, very far away, probably in the Ten Thousand Mountains. But I don't know exactly where it is."

Zhao Zhen took a deep breath and said, "During this time, I have won over the Fang family's disciples and established good relationships with them."

Lu Yuanjun looked at him with a half-smile and asked, "What? Aren't you afraid he'll find out now?"

"Once the Heavenly Origin Treasure Spirit appears, the sect will definitely protect it to the death. Neither you nor I can compare to it, so why bother competing with it? Once the Great Qi becomes a dynasty of immortal cultivation, I will leave the Great Qi to seek my own immortal destiny and never come back again," Zhao Zhen said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanjun couldn't help but laugh, but his face then darkened, and he said coldly, "Leave? Where do you think you're going? If I kill you, he won't be able to trace it back to me, will he?"

Zhao Zhen remained calm and composed, saying, "I'm just a witness. Your ghost artifact has absorbed so many souls; once it appears in the world, it will surely figure out the truth. At that time, you still won't escape your fate. Killing me is pointless. Leaving Taiyuan Sect and leaving Daqi is the best way for both of us to survive. The world is vast; where can't we find refuge?"