I will become an immortal in this world

"Besides this, is there anything else?"

Fang Wang continued to ask. He only had one thing on his mind, and that was to break through the realm of crossing the void, so he wanted to end this discussion quickly.

Sure enough, I am not suitable to be the leader.

Fang Wang sighed in his heart and became more determined to go out.

Chai Yi started to talk about other things. Regarding the ownership of dragon veins, Daqi had activated forty-nine dragon veins. The spiritual energy around the dragon veins was the strongest. All the major sects wanted to compete, but they could not fight by force, but by dividing them by reason.

After she finished speaking, Zhao Chuangan followed up with his own opinion.

Other peak masters and elders will also put forward their opinions, and Fang Wang will make the final decision.

To put it bluntly, the leader is there to make decisions and to take the blame and take responsibility. If things succeed, it is the leader's credit. If things fail, it is also the leader's fault. Fang Wang thinks it is fair.

After more than an hour of tossing, everyone left.

When the door closed, Fang Wang breathed a sigh of relief and continued practicing.

His cultivation level is about to reach the bottleneck and he will be able to break through soon. The method of breaking through the Xuanyang nerve is recorded in Xuanyang nerve.

To reach this level, a breakthrough requires overcoming a tribulation.

Many great monks have died in the process of overcoming the tribulation, so in order to overcome the tribulation, they will prepare all-round strategies. Fang Wang is not worried. His physical body is so powerful, plus many Dzogchen secrets, it is difficult to die even if he wants to.

…

The Imperial City of Daqi is located in the center of the mountains and rivers. It is a plain land for thousands of miles. The mountains around the Imperial City are not high, but the scenery is beautiful.

Inside the palace.

Xu Qiu Ming sat meditating on the eaves of the imperial palace. The ministers below who were walking towards the imperial palace looked up at him.

"Is he Xu Qiu Ming of the Xuanhong Sword Sect? His temperament is truly that of an immortal."

"It is said that he is one of the best monks in the world of cultivating immortals in Daqi."

"I don't know what kind of demeanor Sword Master Fang Wang has."

"Xianren Xu is already a famous monk in the Seven Dynasties. As long as he is here, no one will be able to harm Your Majesty."

"I wonder what happened that prompted His Majesty to summon him to escort him."

Xu Qiu Ming has been here for several days. Every day when he goes to court, the ministers can see him, and his name has spread throughout the streets and alleys of the imperial city.

Fang Wang's father, Fang Yin, was walking among the crowd and also glanced at Xu Qiu Ming.

When the ministers entered the palace, Xu Qiu Ming slowly opened his eyes. From his perspective, he could overlook the imperial city.

"Coming soon?"

Xu Qiu Ming murmured to himself, and his sword intention produced a hint of uneasiness, which indicated that danger was coming.

The stronger the opponent, the less panicked he is, but full of expectations.

Since falling into the secret realm of the sky, his sword power has skyrocketed and soared into the sky. Apart from facing Fang Wang, he feels that he will never fail again. Facing the mysterious existence who calls himself an immortal, he can't wait to fight with him.

Following his gaze, rolling thunderclouds appeared on the horizon, which was extremely oppressive.

…

Taiyuanmen, Shiyuan Hall.

Fang Wang stood up and walked out of Shiyuan Hall. Seeing this, Xiao Zi quickly put the soul-swallowing gourd on his back and followed.

After walking out of the hall, he looked left and right, and finally decided to survive the tribulation in the open square below.

Snow is falling heavily, the sky and the earth are vast, and the peaks are hidden in the snow and mist, like mountain gods, mysterious and majestic. The white snow is piled on the square, and there is no bluestone.

He walked to the center of the square and began to meditate.

Xiao Zi floated in the air and asked nervously and expectantly: "Sir, are you going to start the tribulation?"

Zhao Zhen emerged from the gourd, with an excited look on his face, and said: "Transcending the tribulation, that is a part that only appears in myths. It means that the master has escaped from the mortal world."

Fang Wang closed his eyes and said: "That's right, you should stay away when the time comes. God is so powerful. Be careful to eliminate demons and slay ghosts."

He immediately started to activate Xuanyang nerves.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged toward him, forming a whirlwind visible to the naked eye around him, gradually growing stronger and rolling up the surrounding snow, like a blizzard.

Time passes minute by minute.

For about two hours, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered in the square, causing the sea of ​​clouds above to surge violently, accumulating the power of heaven.

The high-level monks from the Nine Meridians Peak and the Main Meridian came out of seclusion one after another and came from the vast snow from all directions. When they saw Fang Wang's figure, they were all stunned.

"What is Fang Wang doing?"

"Could it be that you are practicing some kind of magic?"

"Is it the Nine Heavens Blue Thunder Sword Formation?"

"Something's wrong, he's absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It feels a bit like shaping spirits, but it's more powerful."

The Taiyuanmen monks were talking a lot, curious about what Fang Wang was doing.

Deputy head Chai Yi, inheritance elder Zhao Chuanqian, Zhensui Zhenren and other senior officials also came, and they were equally surprised to see Fang Wang.

"He is trying to break through the tribulation!"

Chai Yi frowned and spoke word by word.

Breakthrough through tribulation?

Everyone was stunned, and an elder asked cautiously: "Why do you need to overcome the tribulation to break through?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted it because he realized that Fang Wang was breaking through to a higher realm that he could not understand.

Master Snooze said with emotion: "Going up to the Concentrating Soul Realm...it is really the destiny of an immortal."

How many monks spend their entire lives unable to reach the state of concentration. Even if they reach it, it will be difficult to go further. But Fang Wang is different. Since he entered the path of cultivating immortals, he seems to have never encountered a bottleneck. The journey has been smooth and he has constantly challenged the limits. Break the world's perception of him.

"Everyone, please form an array to prevent this disaster from affecting the Nine Meridians."

Zhao Chuangan said with a straight face, as stern as ever.

After hearing this, the monks dispersed one after another and returned to each lineage to gather their direct disciples.

In less than a stick of incense, all the disciples of Taiyuan Sect heard that Fang Wang was going to break through the tribulation.

Overcoming the tribulation!

Since the founding of Taiyuan Sect, no one has survived the tribulation.

More and more disciples came out of the cave and came to watch, and Taiyuanmen became lively in the cold winter.

at the same time.

Above the Imperial City, the season here is different from that of Taiyuanmen, and the temperature is mild, but at this time there are also thunderclouds.

At this moment, all the people and dignitaries in the city were looking up at the sky. Some people were standing on the street, some opened the windows and stretched out their upper bodies. Even the soldiers on the city wall were looking up.

There are two figures confronting each other in the sky, one of them is Xu Qiu Ming.

Xu Qiu Ming's posture was upright, with a sword shadow emitting silver light suspended behind him, like a sword spirit. The terrifying sword energy overflowed from his body, like a raging flame, piercing through the thunder clouds. The diameter of the cloud hole was more than ten feet. It was like the sky was broken.

Xu Qiu Ming's sword was like a rainbow, and he was so angry that he was in the sky, but his momentum did not suppress his opponent.

"The sword power is good, but unfortunately, the grade of the natal treasure spirit is a bit low. It seems that you are not Fang Wang."

The speaker was an old man wearing a worn Taoist robe. He was thin, with prominent cheekbones, white eyebrows, and eyes like tigers. He looked at Xu Qiu Ming with an aggressive gaze.

Xu Qiu Ming's face was expressionless, but he was secretly surprised in his heart.

What a profound breath!

Xu Qiu Ming had never seen such a person before. He felt that the old man in Taoist robes was like a bottomless ocean, unable to see through or guess. There was only an unspeakable aura of death exuding, which seemed to symbolize death.

"Xu Qiu Ming, the Xuan Hong Jian Zong, do you dare to tell me your name?" Xu Qiu Ming asked coldly.

The old man in Taoist robes grinned wildly and unruly. He looked at Xu Qiu Ming contemptuously and said, "My name? I am a true immortal living in the human world. You can call me Xiaoyao Immortal." !”

After the words fell, Xiaoyaoxian suddenly raised his hand, and a red venomous snake suddenly flew out of his sleeve, killing Xu and begging for his life.

Xu Qiu Ming's eyes narrowed, and he advanced instead of retreating, charging towards Xiaoyao Immortal. In an instant, the sword spirit behind him suddenly disappeared.

A sword light shone between heaven and earth, causing everyone in the city to close their eyes.

boom!

A deafening roar sounded, violent winds raged between the sky and the earth, and sword energy burst out from high in the sky, sweeping across the sky.

Xu Qiu Ming came to Xiaoyao Xian and used his fingers as swords to shoot out sharp sword energy, but Xiaoyao Xian easily dodged it.

Facing Xu Qiu Ming's sword energy, Xiaoyao Xian quickly dodged. It was clear that Xu Qiu Ming's movements seemed faster, even invisible to the naked eye, and everyone in the imperial city could clearly see Xiaoyao Xian's figure.

"Hahahaha! Little baby, if you dare to fight against a true immortal, you will die miserably!"

Xiaoyao Xian laughed wildly, then pointed out a finger, as fast as thunder, directly on Xu Qiu Ming's right shoulder.

Xu Qiu Ming's face froze instantly, and an unimaginable force penetrated his shoulder. With an earth-shattering air explosion, his figure suddenly fell back, like a meteorite falling from the sky and smashing into the palace.

boom!

A huge palace was smashed to pieces, and dust flew up.

Xiaoyaoxian kept his finger-exploring posture, a circle of energy was spreading in front of him, and his smile was so arrogant.

"You are so small in the Concentrated Spiritual Realm, but you dare to make a mistake in front of me!"

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Xiaoyao Xian said disdainfully, but as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes changed.

The ground trembled slightly, causing everyone in the city to feel it, especially in the palace. The ground trembled more violently, and pieces of gravel and broken wood flew up.

I saw a figure slowly flying out from the billowing dust, it was Xu Qiu Ming!

A large bloody hole appeared on Xu Qiu Ming's right shoulder, but it did not bend his body. At this moment, he had already grasped his sword spirit.

An unspeakable sword intent enveloped the entire imperial city. Whether they were monks, wealthy merchants, or soldiers, everyone with a sword had their swords trembling, as if they were respectfully welcoming the arrival of the sword master.

More and more people began to hold the hilt of their swords, fearing that their swords would fly out.

Xiaoyao Xian narrowed his eyes and said in wonder: "You can realize such a sword intention in such a small state of concentration. It seems that you have a sword understanding that transcends the limitations of Baoling. Okay, God is truly worthy of me!"

Xu Qiu Ming raised his sword and pointed it at Xiaoyao Xian. At this moment, his hair was disheveled and his black hair was dancing wildly, making him even more domineering.

…

Taiyuan Gate, the main meridian.

Fang Wang still maintained his meditating posture. At this moment, he was flying in the air. The thunder clouds in the sky were already thundering and lightning. The power of the sky was so powerful that it suppressed the heaven and the earth.

The main vein has been surrounded by a huge light array. All Taiyuan Sect disciples are watching from outside the array. Some are excited, some are afraid, and some are looking forward to it.

Fang Wang suddenly opened his eyes, and a huge thunderbolt like a snake and python struck down. It was as powerful as a thunderbolt and dispersed just as it was about to hit him.

Protective God Gang!