I will become an immortal in this world

Fang Wang and Fang Hanyu stood side by side on the bridge, and Fang Hanyu talked about his experiences over the years.

In order to temper his swordsmanship, under the guidance of the Ten Thousand Years Sword Soul, he crossed many sea areas and went to the Sword Sect where the Ten Thousand Years Sword Soul was born. Tens of thousands of years passed, and that Sword Sect no longer existed, but he was among the ruins. The remaining sword intent was discovered.

After absorbing that sword intent, his swordsmanship has surpassed that of most swordsmen under the age of five hundred.

After that, he broke into the Demonic Abyss, tempered his sword intention in the midst of killing, and got acquainted with an old man hiding in the Demonic Abyss.

Fang Hanyu didn't know the name of the old man, nor his skills. He taught him a set of sword techniques, which allowed him to integrate all his sword intentions to form a brand new way of swordsmanship.

During this period, he also got acquainted with a woman, but the woman had long since died, leaving only her soul. The two had been together for ten years, and Fang Hanyu finally saved her.

Fang Hanyu didn't say much about the twists and turns, but Fang Wang could feel the sadness in his heart, no wonder his face was so changed.

"It's really exciting. It can be written into a story. Those people in the world like to hear stories like this." Fang Wang said with a smile.

Fang Hanyu rolled his eyes, but felt much better in his heart. He came back this time just to find someone to vent to, and the only person who could let him fully express his feelings was Fang Wang.

Fang Hanyu said with emotion: "I finally understand why you are not emotional. Even for a woman like Zhou Xue, you can still hold back and not express it. You really can't touch the word love. If you touch it, you won't be like yourself."

Fang Wang raised his eyebrows and said with a proud smile: "Young man, cultivating immortality well is the right way, especially sword cultivation. Love is a roadblock and an obstacle to the path of swordsmanship. If you want to achieve great success in swordsmanship, you cannot ask for love."

"screw you."

The two brothers began to push each other, as if they were children again, without the demeanor of a big monk.

After chatting for a long time, Fang Hanyu mentioned Fang Zigeng, which silenced the atmosphere.

"Believe in him. I think he is blessed with great fortune and will be able to turn danger into safety. Compared with him, I am more worried about you dying on the road to cultivating immortality." Fang Wang took a deep breath and said slowly.

Fang Hanyu was not angry when he heard this, he thought so too.

"Next time I come back, I will bring back the monsters from Biyou Island. Xiao Zi is thinking very hard." Fang Wang suddenly said.

Fang Hanyu nodded and asked with a smile: "When Kunlun is built in the future, can I also live in the mountains?"

Fang Wang patted his shoulder, pointed to the sky, and said: "About this location, halfway up the mountain, let you open up a sword field. You will be a difficulty on Kunlun, and you will test those who seek the Tao for me. Determined, when you can still accept disciples, hundreds of years later, I will be famous in the world, and there will be countless geniuses coming to Kunlun, and they will not insult your swordsmanship. "

"Of course that's a good thing. I'll stop everyone so you can't accept a disciple."

"Don't be surpassed by the younger generation. Although your sword intention is strong, it is not as good as Xu Qiu Ming. He is definitely stronger now, and there are many swordsman geniuses in the world who are worse than him."

"Xu Qiu Ming, right? Let me handle him next time I meet him."

Fang Hanyu said enthusiastically, which made Fang Wang smile.

Sorry, brother, you are really eyeing the best swordsman genius in the world.

In order to prevent Fang Hanyu from relaxing, Fang Wang deliberately used Xu Qiu Ming to stimulate him so that he would not relax in his cultivation in the future.

Even if Fang Hanyu cannot defeat Xu Qiu Ming in this life, as long as he can keep up with Xu Qiu Ming's pace, he can be superior to the world.

Fang Wang felt that he had worked so hard, and Fang Hanyu should give him a thumbs up.

After chatting with Fang Wang for several hours, Fang Hanyu left. He planned to return to Fang Mansion for a few days to visit his parents, and then go to Fang Jing to leave his sword intention for future generations to understand.

After listening to Fang Hanyu's story, Fang Wang became more motivated.

In the future, he will also travel around the world to see the scenery he has never seen before, and he also hopes to meet some different people.

But before that, he had to reach the Heaven-shattering realm.

Fang Wang sat down and continued practicing.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the gears of time began to speed up.

On weekdays, basically no one disturbs him, and he can practice wholeheartedly.

By the time he broke through to the sixth level of Nirvana, nine years had passed.

He opened his eyes, his eyes bright and sharp.

He immediately sent a message to someone in Jian Tianze.

Not long after, a man in black came over. It was Fang Jing, Fang Xun's son.

After not seeing him for many years, he has reached the seventh level of Condensation Realm, and his aura is comparable to that of a monk in the Crossing Void Realm.

Fang Jing looked the same as before. He walked behind Fang Wang with an unnatural look on his face. He rolled his eyes and knelt down behind Fang Wang.

"Uncle, please punish me, I have caused trouble for you!"

Fang Wang didn't say anything, and Fang Jing explained the reason.

After the Tiantian Holy Cult Rebellion ended, Fang Jing traveled north, left the mainland, and crossed several sea areas. Along the way, he punished traitors and eradicated evil, and helped each other whenever there was injustice on the road.

But in the end, he kicked an iron plate.

In order to save a female monk who was drugged, he offended the leader of a sect. The leader of the sect besieged him and was defeated by him. Instead, he killed him.

I thought that the matter would end like this, but I didn’t expect that the headmaster came from the Feng Clan. The Feng Clan was a family of great saints, and a great sage was born in their ancestors. Moreover, the headmaster was also a direct descendant of the Feng Clan, but he had only average qualifications, so he just came out to start the sect. Establish a faction.

Fang Jing heard that the Feng Clan acted in a domineering manner, especially taking the life and death of their clan members very seriously. A hundred years ago, a Mahayana monk killed a Feng Clan disciple. However, within five years, he was executed by the Feng Clan. When the body dies, the Tao disappears.

Everyone in the Mahayana realm was dead, so Fang Jing was naturally afraid, so he escaped back.

"Uncle, I don't want to cause trouble, but when I see someone being bullied, why don't I take action? Didn't my grandpa teach us that a man must stand upright and be chivalrous in his heart, but I didn't expect that guy to have a big background? I don’t want to think about my father, so I ran away as soon as possible to avoid having to go to another place and go on a killing spree,” Fang Jing said, pretending to be aggrieved.

Fang Wang snorted: "You are different from your father. If you die, you will die. I will not go on a killing spree."

"Oh, uncle, you just said that. If I really die, you will definitely not care about me, but I can't die. I haven't honored you yet."

"Okay, you're pretty thick-skinned and didn't insist on it."

"That is, you only live once, and you have to do everything according to your ability."

Fang Jing smiled slightly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when his uncle didn't mean to blame him.

He seemed to have thought of something, and then took out a bronze mirror and said, "Uncle, the female monk gave this to me before she died. I guess that guy from the Wind Clan wanted to find this thing, so he poisoned the female monk." , It’s just a casual thing. Unfortunately, even though I took action, the female monk was still poisoned and died. This mirror must have a great background. Just take a look, I can’t see through it anyway. "

Fang Wang raised his right hand and made a move from the air, and the bronze mirror flew into his palm.

"You go down and practice." Fang Wang said.

Fang Jing smiled, stood up, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "What about the Wind Clan..."

"Let's see if they dare to come, and whether they come with reason or with fists."

Hearing this, Fang Jing secretly admired how domineering his uncle was.

After traveling all over the country for so many years, he has seen a lot, but the great monks in various places are far inferior to his uncle, at least far less courageous and powerful than Fang Wang.

After Fang Jing saluted and left, Fang Wang looked at the bronze mirror in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Is this the great emperor's luck? Even if I keep practicing, will I still have the opportunity to come to my door?"

Fang Wang sighed secretly. As soon as the mirror came out, Fang Wang felt the great luck inside.

There is definitely a big opportunity hidden inside!

Fang Wang used his spiritual consciousness to probe into the mirror, and immediately he felt a powerful restriction.

It’s hard to break through!

I am afraid that it would be difficult for monks in the Breaking Heaven Realm to break through this layer of restrictions.

Fang Wang's eyes narrowed and he activated the Infinite Way of Heaven.

Boom!

The bronze mirror burst out with a powerful force, causing the surrounding spiritual mist to explode, causing a wave to rise on the lake surface, alarming most of the monks in Jian Tianze.

When they felt the direction of the air wave, they all calmed down.

At the same time, Fang Wang's consciousness came into the bronze mirror and entered an illusion.

He opened his eyes and found that he was standing in a deserted wilderness. The night was as dark as water. The bright moon was mostly obscured by clouds, and the stars could not be seen.

There is an inn sitting on the hillside ahead, with bright lights and smoke.

Fang Wang immediately walked up and all the way to the inn, he saw four words engraved on the plaque.

Tianhuang Inn.

Fang Wang crossed the threshold and walked into the inn. There was no one in the inn, but there were food and drinks on every table.

He looked towards the stairs leading to the second floor and saw a figure appearing on the wall of the corridor on the second floor, walking slowly.

Soon, an old man walked up to the stairs and looked down.

This old man has a stooped posture and messy hair. He is holding a wooden stick in his hand, which looks like a randomly cut branch.

He looked like he had nothing to do with the inn, more like an old beggar.

"Junior, what is your name? I can't deduce it. It seems that you are of high moral character."

The old man's voice sounded, aged and majestic.

Fang Wang replied: "My junior name is Fang Wang. I got a mirror left by my senior. I wonder if it will disturb my senior?"

The old man started to go downstairs, stopping every step of the way, making people want to help him.

"It doesn't matter if you bother me. I've been waiting for a long time, and I thought no one would be able to wake me up." The old man said quietly, keeping his eyes fixed on Fang Wang, as if he wanted to see through him.

"It's impossible to judge your Taoism just by looking at your spiritual consciousness, but if you can break through my restrictions, you must have reached the fifth level of the supernatural realm, right?"

Faced with his inquiry, Fang Wang hesitated for a moment and said, "To be honest, this junior is still in the Nirvana realm."

As soon as these words came out, the old man's footsteps stopped immediately. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Fang Wang closely, his eyes becoming sharp.