In the next few days, Lei Lin practiced the simplest sword swing under Fang Yi's guidance. For three consecutive days, he was just repeating a slashing action.

Fang Yi would also sit quietly when practicing sword in Lei Lin. He watched the immortal sword scroll in the sea of ​​consciousness with his spiritual sense. He didn't know who made the immortal sword scroll. He just watched it with his spiritual sense. Fang Yi felt that his understanding of swordsmanship was gradually deepening. As for the original body of the immortal sword breaking the star, there was no mystery in the scroll, as if it was just an ordinary ancient long sword. Fang Yi had also studied it several times, but he had no gains.

Lu Kuan and Xiang Jiu stayed in the purple bamboo forest almost all day long. It was better to take care of Fang Yi's daily life than to take care of Lei Lin.

Lei Lin is still a mundane body, and he cannot even reach the innate realm, so he naturally cannot miss three meals a day. As for Fang Yi, there is nothing to tell them to do.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Fang broke the Purple Bamboo Forest Sword Forest, I'll come to visit you."

Outside the purple bamboo forest, there are voices of cultivators in the foundation-building stage transmitted through spiritual power, but people are waiting outside.

"Well, are there nine people?" Fang Yi's spiritual sense was so powerful that he had long noticed the arrival of the nine people. Among these nine people, seven were at the late stage of foundation building and two were at the realm of the half-step golden elixir.

"Fellow Taoists, please go inside to rest." Fang Yi also used his spiritual power to condense his voice and conveyed it.

Soon, the nine people arrived in front of the hut and saw Fang Yi. They bowed to him and said, "I have met fellow Taoist Fang."

Fang Yi also returned the ceremony: "I have met fellow Taoists."

"Huh?" One of the late-stage foundation-building cultivators suddenly saw Lei Lin who was practicing swords. He couldn't help but exclaim and asked, "Is this a great disciple of fellow Taoist Fang?"

"There is no good disciple." Fang Yi smiled and said, "I met on the road and saw that I still had some talent, so I took it with me and gave me some advice, which would save me many detours in the future."

"Save many detours?" The cultivator suddenly smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, if you dislike this child's burden, you can leave it to our Tai A Sect. As long as your talent is not bad, my Tai A Sect will not lack the cultivation method. It is more useful than practicing these movements."

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Fang, even if he finds it troublesome, he shouldn't let his children waste all their time and energy." Another late-stage cultivator of the Foundation Establishment followed.

"I heard from fellow Taoist Fang that it seems that the practice methods in our Tai A sect are all detours?" A half-step golden elixir practitioner was quite concerned about the "detours" in Fang Yi's mouth and asked.

"Fang has never said it." Fang Yi smiled and shook his head, saying, "The methods of practice are different. Fang just chose a method that is more suitable for me as a disciple."

"I heard that fellow Taoist Fang killed all the giants within a thousand miles of a city within half a day. Is this a matter?" Some cultivators no longer worry about teaching their disciples, but instead asked about Fang Yi's deeds.

Fang Yi broke the sword formation and entered the Purple Bamboo Forest, which made these outstanding people in the Foundation Establishment Period quite unhappy. When he came to the Purple Bamboo Forest this time, he actually came with provocative intentions. He wanted to see how capable this casual cultivator who could break the sword formation was, so he also privately investigated some of Fang Yi's situation, such as the cultivation level of the late stage of foundation establishment but the spiritual consciousness of the early stage of the Golden Pill, such as killing all the giants around a city within half a day, etc.

Even after knowing this, these cultivators were not convinced. So what about the spiritual consciousness in the Golden Pill Realm? The battle ultimately depends on the cultivation level. What about killing all the giants within a thousand miles around the city in half a day does not mean that they can beat them one-on-one. Being able to break the Purple Bamboo Forest Sword Forest only means that the sword talent is relatively high, and it is even less likely that it represents actual combat power.

They can become the best among cultivators at the same level, and they are all accumulated through battles, not by any realm or tricks.

Hearing this, Fang Yi didn't understand the other party's thoughts, but he was just a few disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage. He didn't care about it, so he simply nodded and said, "This is indeed the case."

"Fellow Daoist Fang has an amazing cultivation level. I'll come to visit and hope to give me advice."

"I dare not take it as a warning, everyone is talking to each other, and Fang also wants to learn about Tai'a Zong's sword technique."

After seeing the sword formation in Zizhulin, Fang Yi wanted to see the sword technique of Tai'a Zong and see if it was related to the sword sect.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I offended." A late-stage cultivator suddenly shouted out a slap in offense, and his natal flying sword shot out and killed Fang Yi.

As soon as the cultivator took action, the rest immediately dispersed, leaving a space for the two of them.

Faced with the attacking sword, Fang Yi nodded secretly. The gravity of the Divine Wood Continent did play a certain role in the cultivation of cultivators. The power and speed of this flying sword are better than those of the same level cultivators in the Lianyun Sea.

However, Fang Yi's eyes were still a little weaker, and his body flashed and he dodged the flying sword. He did not rush to fight back, but waited for the cultivator to continue to use other moves.

The cultivator was not surprised that Fang Yi avoided his sword, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang, pay attention, a ray of heaven."

A sword light, from top to bottom, seemed to break through the heaven and earth. Except for that light, everything fell into darkness.

"The momentum is magnificent, but the power is average." Fang Yi commented in his heart, waved his hand and slashed out with a sword energy, and the sword light was destroyed.

"Moonlight Night!"

"Autumn wind!"

...

The sword technique was used with one move, dazzling and amazing momentum, but in Fang Yi's opinion, although the names of these sword moves sounded very nice, they had no use. They did not dodge or dodge, and the sword energy they waved easily broke those sword moves.

"Sure enough, some sword techniques do come from the Sword Sect." The cultivator used dozens of sword techniques in one breath. Fang Yi could be sure that some of them had seen on the rock walls around the sword tower, some were similar, and some were exactly the same.

It seems that the ancestor Tai Azong who left these inheritances is undoubtedly a disciple of the Sword Sect in the ancient world of cultivation. In addition, what he has seen and heard in the past few days, Tai Azong does have many similarities with the Sword Sect in the Lianyun Sea Area in handling matters.

Just above the purple bamboo forest, the sect leader Haoyang and Mr. Taia stood in the air and watched the battle below. Haoyang said: "It seems that the gap between our disciples and this fellow Taoist Fang is a big one. It is also a good thing. Let them know that there is a heaven outside the sky. Don't think that you are arrogant after learning a little bit of fur."

"This fellow Taoist Fang still looks too relaxed." Mr. Taia said with interest: "Let him try our Big Seven-Star Sword Formation."

"Big Seven-Star Sword Formation."

Mr. Tai'a's voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness of seven late-stage foundation-building cultivators in the field. The seven cultivators' expressions were instantly solemn, and they stood at their respective positions according to the power of the Big Dipper. Then all the flying swords in their own lives turned into seven streams of light. Each of them controlled a seven-star sword formation. The seven seven-star sword formations combined together and changed into a big seven-star sword formation.

"Huh?" Seventy-four and nine flying swords formed a sword formation, densely packed and overwhelming. So many flying swords besieged him, but they were orderly and did not appear messy at all.

After getting the answer he wanted, Fang Yi did not intend to waste more time. One hundred and eight sharp blades broke out of his body and easily blocked the attack of the big seven-star sword formation. Then the seven Gengjin sword energy flew out from his body and slashed at the seven late-stage foundation-building cultivators.

The seven Gengjin sword energy was extremely fast and arrived almost instantly. Everyone's arm was cut into a wound by Fang Yi's Gengjin sword energy.

The sword formation came to an abrupt end, and the seven late-stage cultivators in the foundation building stage looked as if they were dead. Unexpectedly, even the big seven-star sword formation was sieged and unable to break through the opponent's defense, and they were even injured by seven sword energy. This was obviously given to each other, otherwise the seven sword energy just now could easily kill them.

This feeling is not about fighting a cultivator in the same realm, but more like facing a strong man in the Golden Elixir realm, without any power to fight back.

Although the seven men still had the strength to fight again, they did not have the same face. They tidied up their clothes and said in unison: "Thank you, fellow Taoists, for your mercy."

Although the two half-step golden elixir cultivators did not take action, they were not able to take over the seven big seven-star sword formations of their late foundation-building classmates, let alone the seven sword energy, even with their cultivation and speed, they would definitely not be able to withstand it.

"Greetings to the sect leader, to Mr. Taia."

At this moment, Haoyang and Mr. Taia landed from the sky, and the disciples of Taia Sect stopped and bowed to salute.

"Thank you for your advice from fellow Taoist Fang." Hao Yang first thanked Fang Yi, and then praised: "Previously, my senior brother and I thought that Fellow Daoist Fang's strength was invincible under the Jindan realm. Now it seems that our senior brothers still underestimate it."

Although it is not sure whether Fang Yi can fight with the Golden Pill Cultivator, he can see how easy he can resist the Big Seven-Star Sword Formation, and he has not used his natal flying sword until the formation is broken. He should still hide most of his strength. From this, it is inferred that this cultivator who is able to compete with the early stage of the Golden Pill.

The cultivation level of the late stage of foundation building and the early stage of the Golden Pill cultivator, even the Xiaoyuefeng, the Qianyu Sect, has never been able to do it, and no one has ever heard of anyone in the Divine Wood Continent, let alone compared to that person, Fang Yi is even younger. As long as his cultivation level breaks through to half a step of the Golden Pill, he can survive the Golden Pill catastrophe at any time.

Judging from age, Fang Yi should have achieved the Golden Pill earlier than Xiaoyuefeng.

"Can you know now that there is heaven beyond heaven and there are people outside?" Haoyang faced the nine disciples of Tai Azong and said, "This time it is also a lesson. Fortunately, fellow Taoist Fang is not an enemy, otherwise how could you have your life today."

These nine people are all outstanding among the disciples of the Tai A Sect. As Haoyang said, relying on what he learned, he was a little arrogant and arrogant. Now he was crushed by Fang Yi by a huge gap. I believe that they should also wake up in their hearts. As long as their faith is not completely wiped out by this blow, their cultivation will definitely be able to reach a higher level in the future.

"Get back." Mr. Taia stood with his hands behind his back and said to Jiuren: "Reflect more on yourself after you go back, and practice more in the future."

"Yes." The nine people agreed respectfully and withdrew from the purple bamboo forest.

"You two should retreat first." Haoyang saw that Lu Kuan and Xiang Jiu were still in the purple bamboo forest, so he spoke and retreated. In the purple bamboo forest, except for Haoyang and Mr. Tai'a, only Fang Yi and Lei Lin were left.

Haoyang looked at Lei Lin with interest, then looked at Fang Yi, and said, "Fellow Daoist Fang seems to have some unique methods. The child's muscles, bones, meridians in his body have been transformed, but Fellow Daoist Fang seems to be in a hurry to spread his method of breathing and practicing qi."

"Sword is the foundation."

Fang Yi smiled and said, "To be honest, Fang is also a sword cultivator. He knows the importance of sword art to sword cultivator. Lei Lin is young this year, like a piece of white paper, and is at the time of plasticity. If he pursues improvement of his realm too early and ignores his understanding of sword art, what is the difference between it and ordinary cultivators?"

Just like in the Lianyuan Sea, most cultivators use flying swords, but the people in the Sword Sect do not think they are sword cultivators. As Pei Lin, the Sword Sect, said, giving them swords or sticks is the same, and the so-called flying swords is just one form.

"That's it." Hao Yang shook his head and said, "It's a pity that sometimes if you don't pursue the realm of cultivation, you may not be able to overcome the life span. If you excessively pursue the understanding of swordsmanship and ignore the realm of cultivation, you may not be able to compete for the realm of heaven."

"Fang just said that the methods of practicing in the world are different, and they should vary from person to person. Fang just chose the most suitable method for this child."

Before refining the Marrow Cleansing Pill, Juntian Ding reminded Fang Yi, but Fang Yi still thought that this was the most suitable method for Lei Lin. There was no basis, but a kind of induction in the dark.

"That's true." Hao Yang said: "It should indeed vary from person to person, but it is not so easy to manage a sect. If the disciples want to obtain more resources, they must rely on their own efforts. It is impossible for the sect to give who has good talent to whom they can give for no reason. If this is the case, they will not be able to convince the public at all."

For example, the Baili Jingwu, Xiaoyuefeng, the Qiangu Sect, also defeated his fellow disciples at the middle stage of the Golden Pill by relying on his own strength, and became the first Xiaoyuefeng.

"I won't talk about this." Haoyang changed the subject and said to Fang Yi: "As a casual cultivator, have you ever thought about joining a sect?"

"Fellow Daoist Fang's cultivation is different from that of ordinary people. If he meets cultivators of other sects, he may not be able to reason like our Tai A Sect." Mr. Tai A followed, "Fellow Daoist Fang may not know that it is not only humans and giants, but also between cultivators and practitioners, but also the strong prey on the weak."

"If there is no protection from the powerful sect, even if Fellow Daoist Fang can compete with the golden elixir, he may not be able to walk with peace of mind."

"What do the two seniors mean is to let Fang join Tai Azong?"

Fang Yi naturally understood the meaning of the two people's words. He had no intention of joining the sect, but this Tai A Sect is a branch of the Sword Sect, so it would be fine if he joined. He could just use the power of the Sword Sect to find a way to return to Lianyun Sea.
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