Resurrection of Reiki: Start Awakening Super Talent

  Chapter 490 Hidden Sword Mountain

   "Okay!" Seeing Fang Yi readily agree, the old man smiled.

  He saw that Fang Yi was currently only in the third realm of King Wu.

  It is two big realms behind the highest level of Martial God Realm that can be entered in Hidden Sword Mountain.

  But when the Ten Thousand Races attacked, everyone discussed the sword test meeting.

  He thought of Fang Yi first, that's why he spent so much effort to contact Fang Yi.

  The main reason is that Fang Yi left a deep impression on him when we met last time.

  Flying swords, raising sword boxes, and other methods he has only heard of.

   At one time, he thought that Fang Yi was the younger brother of a certain hermit family, but this meeting made him more sure of his previous thoughts.

   In just three short months, the opponent is already in the third realm of Martial King!

  The rapid improvement of the realm is unprecedented!

   Moreover, he vaguely sensed that there was something different about Fang Yi.

   It's a bit mysterious.

  He asked himself and read countless people, but he felt like he couldn't see through Fang Yi.

   But this is a good thing.

   The more he can't see through, the more confidence he has in Fang Yi!

  He looked at Fang Yi and said again: "Come on, I'll arrange a place for you to live in."

   "There is nothing to do today, you can stroll around and take a rest."

   "There will be a meeting tomorrow."

   "At that time, all the top elites who participated in the sword test conference will participate and discuss specific matters."

   "That's right." The old man stopped walking.

   "I left too hastily last time, and I haven't introduced myself yet."

   "My name is Heng Tairan, the swordsmith of Hidden Sword Pavilion."

  …

  Follow Heng Tairan up the stairs.

   Pushed the door and walked out, and the noisy voice sounded immediately.

  Outside the gate is a long street, and there are many people on the street at this time.

  The street is very wide, nearly ten meters.

   However, there are no shops on both sides of the road.

   There are only a few houses sparsely.

   After all, there is usually no one here.

  There is no such thing as a commercial street.

  But at this time, there are many street stalls on both sides, and there are endless calls for selling, and there are all kinds of things to buy.

  These people are not from the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, they are all from outside.

  The Sword Trial Conference is held once every ten years, which is a rare event in Dongba Prefecture.

  People from the eight eastern prefectures will come here, and where there are people, there will naturally be businessmen. A creature like a businessman can always smell any opportunity to make money.

   Those who come here to participate in the sword test are all geniuses from various places.

   Just glanced at it.

  Fang Yi saw a lot, and he looked like a young man in his early twenties.

  Its strength is already at the Martial Emperor Realm, and there are a few of them who look twenty-six or seventeen, and their realm has even reached the Martial God Realm!

  So many talents gathered together, there is a feeling of shock.

   And behind these people, there are strengths or aristocratic families, so the family background is not weak.

  Every time there is a sword test meeting, there are people who take advantage of the opportunity to make a lot of money.

  In his last life, he himself did this.

   Just because I didn’t have any good things in my hands, I didn’t earn much at the time.

  Follow Heng Tairan all the way forward.

   Get off the street.

  The three of them finally stopped by a river not far from Tibetan Sword Mountain.

  There is a bamboo house by the river, and the surrounding environment is very good.

  Heng Tairan looked at Fang Yi and said, "This is the place where I clean up. In the past two days, feel wronged and live here temporarily."

   "If you don't understand anything, or if it's inconvenient, you can find me at the place just now."

   "I'm always there."

   After finishing speaking, Heng Tairan turned and left.

  Walking into the bamboo house and looking around, Fang Yi went out to fly to Hidden Sword Mountain with his sword. Normally at this time, Jin Luo should have followed up noisily.

  But this time she said that she was a little tired and wanted to rest in the bamboo house.

  Fang Yi knew the reason and didn't say anything.

  …

  Yujian came near Hidden Sword Mountain.

  Because of the restriction, Fang Yi couldn't go in.

  He came here to make sure.

  Compared with the previous life, is there any change on the mountain?

  Whether the thing he wants is still there, looking at the mountain full of swords in front of him, Fang Yi can feel the sharp sword intent inside through the restriction.

  Such scenes are somewhat similar to the scenes in the spiritual space in the book "Sword and Dao".

  The line of sight follows the mountain all the way up, and finally stops halfway up the mountain.

   Across several mountain walls, Fang Yi saw a pool of water inside.

  The pool water is green and crystal clear.

  On the mountain wall next to it, there are three big characters written on it: Xijian Pond.

   Seeing that his target was still there, Fang Yi continued to look up.

   At the top of the mountain.

  A giant stone sword ten meters long stands quietly in the center.

   This is Tongtian Sword.

  Fang Yi turned around and continued to fly around Hidden Sword Mountain.

A few minutes later.

  Looking at the light gray restriction below, Fang Yi stopped.

  On the ground, figures with long swords on their backs seem to have sensed something.

   After the movement stopped, they all looked into the sky.

   There are quite a few people here.

  Fang Yi made a rough count, and there are nearly a thousand people from the Sword Clan this time.

  According to his understanding, this is already one-third of the amount of the entire sword family!

  In addition, through the restriction, he also felt three powerful auras.

  Martial Saint Realm!

  It seems that the Sword Clan really paid for it this time, Fang Yi's face darkened, and Yu Jian left.

  The Sword Clan came here with one-third of the power of the whole clan.

   Undoubtedly showed the opponent's determination to win here.

   One leaf sees the whole picture.

   Does this mean that Wanzu is about to make a big move?

  It seems that the matter of improving strength has to be accelerated.

  …

   Early the next morning.

  Fang Yi had just finished his breakfast when Heng Tairan's voice sounded outside the door: "Fang Yi."

   "The meeting will start soon, do you have time now?"

   "Yes." Fang Yi opened the door and looked back at Jin Luo in the room.

"are you going?"

   Jin Luo shook his head: "No, I don't feel well, I'll rest here."

   "Okay." Fang Yi left with Heng Tairan without saying anything.

  Close the door, Heng Tairan turned to look at the bamboo house: "She..."

   Before Heng Tairan could finish speaking, Fang Yi waved his hand: "It's okay, just let her rest."

  This time the sword test meeting, it is inevitable to fight with the sword clan.

   And it's sure to be a **** battle.

  In any case, Jin Luo is a member of the Ten Thousand Races.

  It is normal to have this behavior.

  At this time, no matter what he said or did, it was useless.

ten minutes later.

  The two stopped outside a temporary tent with a diameter of ten meters.

   Entering the tent, Fang Yi looked around.

  I found that most of them are young faces.

  The oldest is no more than thirty years old.

   Among them, the weakest ones are all in the Three Realms of Martial Emperors!

  There is nothing in the tent except people and chairs.

  Fang Yi and Heng Tairan randomly found a seat where no one was around and sat down.

   Not for a while.

  Fang Yi saw that everyone looked at him intentionally or unintentionally.

  Fang Yi didn't say anything.

  I am a Martial King Three Realm in such a group of people, it is really eye-catching.

five minutes later.

  Seeing that the chairs are full, one looks about forty years old.

  The man with half-white hair stood up.

  Looking around, the man said: "Everyone is here, the meeting begins."

  (end of this chapter)