Creation Scripture

Chapter 157 Going to Snow Wind City

"Clang."

A crisp sound came.

I saw Fang Yu actually pulled out the sword that everyone thought was useless.

Everyone looked at Fang Yu's back and was stunned.

"This... is it so easy to pull out?"

"Are you sure you tried it yesterday? Can't you pull it out?"

......

The many disciples who were passing by looked at Fang Yu's back and the sword in Fang Yu's hand and spoke dully.

At this time, Fang Yu looked at the sword in his hand and frowned slightly.

The sword was covered with rust and did not look like a holy weapon.

At this time, it looked like a useless sword.

The right hand holding the hilt felt that the hilt was a bit cutting.

After a moment of silence, Fang Yu's sword energy bloomed and rushed towards the sword in his hand.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng..."

As the sword's power poured into the sword, the sound of swords suddenly rang out of thin air, and the sword in Fang Yu's hand began to tremble wildly.

The sound of the sword instantly spread throughout the Sword Pavilion.

Inside the Sword Pavilion, everyone looked towards the mountain gate.

The top of Wanjian Peak.

Li Nan sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain. At this time, he looked at the location of the mountain gate and listened to the sound of the swords, and couldn't help but smile.

"Jue is re-established, and now the sword is open again. It seems that this guy is ready."

Li Nan stood up, looked at the location of the mountain gate, and whispered to himself.

After a while, Li Nan's eyes flashed.

"I have to make some preparations too."

Li Nan whispered to himself, and then his body moved and disappeared from the spot.

At this time, on Qinglong Peak, two figures stood on the top of Qinglong Peak.

These two people were none other than Qiu Ji, the master of Qinglong Peak, and Jin Yuanzi, the master of Xuanwu Peak.

At this time, the two listened to the endless sound of swords, their faces were gloomy, and cold light flashed in their eyes.

"Jue is re-established, and Jue Sword is sharp again. This guy is ready to enter the world. Senior brother, you and I have to plan carefully."

Jin Yuanzi looked at the location of the mountain gate and said to Qiu Ji in a deep voice.

Qiu Ji heard Jin Yuanzi's words, looked at the direction of the mountain gate, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Jue lineage should not reappear. Since it reappears, it should be killed in the bud. Your majesty's great cause cannot be affected in any way."

Qiu Ji said coldly.

Jin Yuanzi also nodded with a murderous look on his face when he heard Qiu Ji's words.

......

At this time, Fang Yu looked at the Jue Sword in his hand.

He found that after the Jue Sword's momentum poured into it, a piece of rust at the tip of the Jue Sword turned into ashes.

A section of the silver sword blade was exposed, and the sword blade emitted a trace of cold light.

The rest of the rust still covered the sword body.

Fang Yu looked at the sword in his hand, and the energy in his body rushed towards the sword.

Then Fang Yu swung the sword, and a sword energy burst out from the sword.

"Bang."

The sword energy slashed towards the air, tearing the air, and made a sound of explosion.

The sword energy flew more than a hundred feet away before dissipating.

Fang Yu looked at the dissipated sword energy, and his eyes could not help but condense slightly.

"This sword is so much stronger than the Purple Cloud Sword."

If he had used the Purple Cloud Sword to perform the sword just now, the sword energy would probably have flown less than seventy feet and might have dissipated.

But when he used the sword to cut it, it flew more than a hundred and eighty feet.

The amplification of this sword is several times stronger than that of the Purple Cloud Sword.

You must know that the sword is no longer the same as it used to be.

In that battle, the Sword Saint fell, the Sword Spirit of the Sword was severely injured, and the spiritual wisdom was scattered. Later, the Sword Saint Qingfeng found it and placed it outside the mountain gate, leaving it for the next successor.

When leaving the Yuanshen world, Zui Qingfeng had already told him all this.

The predecessor of Juejian was the Supreme Saint Weapon. Although the sword spirit's intelligence was scattered five hundred years ago, after five hundred years of nurturing, the sword spirit has shown signs of recovery. Fang Yu needs to use Juejian's power to continuously nurture it and let it revive. As Fang Yu continues to nurture it, Juejian will slowly recover and its grade will slowly improve.

Now with Fang Yu's eight-star peak Juejian power, the grade of Juejian has directly recovered to the peak of the fifth grade.

Fang Yu looked at the Juejian in his hand, smiled lightly, and then directly put the Juejian into the storage bracelet.

Looking at everyone, Fang Yu walked straight out.

Everyone looked at Fang Yu's back as he walked away, and they all started to discuss.

The news that Fang Yu left the Sword Pavilion also spread.

.......

Fang Yu carried the Xuanzhong Sword and went east all the way.

The purpose of Fang Yu's trip was Huaizhou Fengxue City.

Huaizhou and Huangzhou are more than 100,000 miles away, separated by Yuanzhou.

Three days later, Fang Yu arrived at the Ancient City of Desolate, thousands of miles away from the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The Ancient City of Desolate is the largest city around the Ten Thousand Mountains, covering a radius of dozens of miles.

Fang Yu was going to take a cloud boat here to Huaizhou.

It was more than 100,000 miles away, and taking a cloud boat at the Cloud Boat Post was the fastest way to get there.

After Fang Yu entered the Ancient City of Desolate, he did not rush to the Post Station.

Instead, he came to a Chamber of Commerce and spent 70,000 middle-grade spirit stones to buy a mask.

The mask was silver in color and was a low-grade spirit weapon of the Xuan rank.

The only effect of this mask was to restrain Fang Yu's aura and hide Fang Yu's face.

A tall tree attracts the wind. Now many people are staring at him. Fang Yu knows this very well. Although he knows that this mask has little effect on some people with ulterior motives, it can also reduce unnecessary trouble for Fang Yu.

After leaving the Chamber of Commerce, Fang Yu put on the mask directly.

Then Fang Yu went straight to the Yunchuan Post Station.

After entering the post station, Fang Yu came to the front desk of the hall and said lightly to the woman in front of the stage.

"Huaizhou, Fengxue City."

The woman heard Fang Yu's words, looked at the mask on Fang Yu's face, and her eyebrows slightly gathered, and then spoke.

"There is a trip to Huaizhou, but there is no trip to Fengxue City today, only to Luankong City, and there is a boat ticket. Do you want it? Luankong City is only two thousand miles away from Fengxue City, which can be ignored compared to this ancient city."

Fang Yu heard the woman's words and nodded slightly.

"Two thousand low-grade spirit stones."

After the woman heard it, Fang Yu did not say much and took out the spirit stones directly.

The woman gave Fang Yu a boat ticket.

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Yu boarded the cloud ship bound for Luankong City.

This large cloud ship at the cloud ship station is nearly fifty feet long, about fifteen feet wide, and seven or eight feet high.

It can carry nearly two thousand warriors.

When Fang Yu boarded the cloud ship, the deck of the cloud ship was already full of warriors.

Fang Yu was carrying the Xuanzhong sword and wearing a silver mask.

What surprised Fang Yu was that there were actually quite a few warriors on the cloud ship who were also carrying heavy swords.

And the shape of the heavy sword was exactly the same as the Xuanzhong sword.

"Another "absolute successor" is here."

After seeing Fang Yu not far away, Youque smiled and shook his head and said.

When Fang Yu heard what this person said, a look of realization appeared on his face.