The Art of the Great Sword

A steady stream of disciples came here, and as the violent thunder gradually subsided, they were eager to try.

Han Shan watched all this with cold eyes and did not say a word to remind him.

Soon, a disciple of the White Jade Sect couldn't help but said, "What are you all waiting for here? The thunder is about to dissipate. The inheritance inside is there. Whoever has the ability belongs to him!"

His words attracted the approval of many disciples.

Of course they are all disciples who came later.

Han Shan laughed, this guy is really looking for death!

"Who has the ability?"

Huang Tianran slowly turned around with a wanton smile.

"right."

The disciple was slightly uneasy, but he still said it bravely.

The other party is a bit unfamiliar and I don't know where he comes from, but the pressure he creates is real.

'He shouldn't attack me in front of so many people...'

The disciple felt slightly relaxed.

However, will Huang Tianran care about this?

"puff!"

Huang Tianran suddenly slapped him with a palm. The terrifying sword energy contained in it instantly penetrated the disciple's chest and pinned him to the stone wall.

The disciple's pupils were wide open, and he couldn't believe that he would be killed so easily by the other party.

Don't you care about any of the rules?

"I, Huang Tianran, am a disciple of the inner sect of Yaochi Holy Land."

Huang Tianran looked arrogant, "The inheritance of this sword master belongs to our holy land. Whoever dares to take even half a step forward will be killed!"

Everyone was shocked!

The disciples of Zihe Sect and Baiyu Sect were as silent as cicadas.

No one dared to say a word.

Deathly silence!

Huang Tianran put his hands behind his back. It was almost time, but he still did not choose to enter it to collect the inheritance.

In his opinion, this inheritance must be his own and cannot fall into the hands of others.

No rush.

First, wait here for Fang Qingyang to arrive.

It’s not too late to kill him and collect the inheritance!

Little did he know that Fang Qingyang had already entered the underground palace through another secret passage.

This underground palace is very simple, simply made of copper and stone.

Fang Qingyang walked among them, taking advantage of the weak candlelight to determine the direction.

He originally thought there would be a lot of tests inside, but that was not the case. Only those with extremely strong mental power and sword intent could perceive the trail. It was equivalent to a test-free passage. Those who entered the underground palace from the trail did not need to pay any price. Heritage can be found.

This is also Lu Zhen's purest idea.

I have already passed away, and I can't tell the character of the person who inherited it anyway. It's better to be strong than to get it!

Who can discover that path with strong sword intent and spiritual power? Even if the inheritance is given to him, so what?

This kind of people will definitely maximize their inheritance!

Fang Qingyang came to a stone platform, with a jade slip placed above it, shining warmly.

He picked it up and injected energy into it.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow of an old man emerged from the jade slip.

"Congratulations on coming here and gaining my inheritance..."

The voice was a little tired, and it was obvious that when he left this mental imprint, he had already run out of energy.

"I was gifted in the first half of my life. I joined the Holy Land to practice early. However, I accidentally discovered the secret of the Holy Land. As a result, I was hunted down. I had no choice but to escape and hide everywhere. It has been more than a hundred years!"

"In the past hundred years, I have done good deeds without caring about my future. I have killed many evil people and saved many people. But there are only two things I regret."

"First, I am ashamed of my old friend. He was so righteous that he challenged the Holy Land because I complained. In the end, the Holy Land defeated him and humiliated him severely. He chopped off one of his fingers and broke his sword master's finger. Road, so that he can never use that sword again in this life!"

"He did this for me, I...I'm sorry for him!"

"Secondly, I have never found a genius who can accept my inheritance. I have been practicing swordsmanship for many years, but no one can inherit the mantle..."

Lu Zhen's face became increasingly depressed, and the feeling of regret was spreading everywhere.

Fang Qingyang said nothing and waited quietly.

"Those who accept my inheritance, you must work hard to carry forward my inheritance. If you have any spare power, I hope you can avenge me and that old friend. But the Holy Land is too powerful, so this is just an extravagant hope."

Lu Zhen collected his emotions and said, "This set of swordsmanship, called Yin-Yang and Thunder Swordsmanship, is a set of swordsmanship created by imagining Yin-Yang and Thunder!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved at Fang Qingyang.

Fang Qingyang stepped forward.

"Buzz!"

A hot thunder light merged into Fang Qingyang's consciousness.

This is...the lifelong inheritance of the master of swordsmanship!

...

...

Above the underground palace.

Huang Tianran waited a little impatiently, "Why hasn't Fang Qingyang arrived yet?"

Han Shan did not dare to neglect, and immediately grabbed a Zihe Sect disciple and asked, "Where is Fang Qingyang?"

"I...I don't know either."

The disciple looked panicked, "Senior Brother Fang has been going against us since he came in. We don't even know where he is going!"

Han Shan was very angry. He originally wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, but asked Huang Tianran to kill Fang Qingyang, which was considered as getting rid of a disgusted person.

But Fang Qingyang never came!

Could it be that such a huge movement couldn't attract him?

"I...I saw him before. He came in this direction. Maybe something delayed him on the way."

A Tianhuo Sect disciple stood up and said weakly.

When Han Shan heard this, he immediately relaxed and said with an apologetic smile, "Young Master also heard it. That boy Fang Qingyang will definitely come. It's just a matter of time. Let's wait a little longer."

Huang Tianran nodded and decided to wait a little longer.

In fact, Fang Qingyang had already integrated inheritance under the underground palace.

...

...

Half an hour later.

Fang Qingyang opened his eyes, and in his consciousness, all the inheritance of the master of swordsmanship was vividly visible.

Combat experience, understanding of the way of swordsmanship, Yin Yang Ben Lei swordsmanship...

These things are absolutely valuable to other sword practitioners, and can even allow a person with mediocre talent to become a sword cultivator directly!

"This sword technique is definitely not as good as the Great Wild God Sword Technique, but it allows me to learn a lot of things."

Fang Qingyang murmured to himself. Lu Zhen said before that his swordsmanship came from the visualization of yin and yang and thunder.

Visualization is the essence of creation.

See first, then think, and finally understand.

Maybe this is what the master wants to tell me!

Visualize more!

"Your talent is very good."

Although Lu Zhen's figure became lighter, the smile on his face became brighter, "I can feel that you still have a stronger inheritance in your body, and you will definitely stand at the top of the Nine Heavens in the future, but... even if my inheritance can Even if I can help you even a little bit, I will be satisfied.”

In the previous process, he was completely shocked by Fang Qingyang's inheritance.

He also understood how small his inheritance was compared to the other party.

Lu Zhen suddenly realized that he actually wanted very little, as long as the inheritance continued, he gave up his obsession.

"Thank you, senior."

Fang Qingyang handed over to Lu Zhen, "I have inherited from my predecessors, and I should fulfill my unfinished wishes for my predecessors. Could you tell me the name of that old friend? If so, I will help him!"

"His name is...Ye Qingcang."

Lu Zhen murmured, "After that defeat, he kept his name anonymous and was disheartened. After so many years, I don't know if he is still living well. His... Sky-raising Sword, Have you found the person to inherit it?”

"If we meet, we will definitely help!"

Fang Qingyang looked serious, which was his promise to Lu Zhen.

"Okay, I feel relieved now."

Lu Zhen looked relieved, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally the figure completely disappeared.

"Ye Qingcang, Qingtian Sword."

Fang Qingyang was thoughtful, this name was indeed unfamiliar, and he could inquire about the other party's whereabouts when he went back.

"boom."

At this time, there was a roar from above the underground palace, followed by the sound of the ground collapsing.

"They can't help but come down to explore?"

Fang Qingyang raised his eyebrows and sneered. The inheritance that the other party longed for had already fallen into his hands.

Originally, Fang Qingyang was about to leave, but after thinking about it, he felt that leaving was not happy enough, so he came up with a plan.

He used his finger as a pen and wrote a line of small words in the corner of his desk——

"Senior Brother Han, thank you for holding Huang Tianran back. When we get back, we will share the inheritance equally!"

After doing all this, Fang Qingyang was satisfied.

Now is not the time to offend the Holy Land, so naturally there is no way to kill Han Shan.

However, you can kill someone with a borrowed knife!

If you want Huang Tianran to kill me, then I will force you one step further and put the pressure back on you.

If you are lucky enough to survive, then I will kill you myself.

I couldn’t live, so healing saved me a lot of work.

other side.

Huang Tianran broke into the underground palace alone and broke through levels one after another. He defeated all kinds of monsters and sword arrays one by one.

"Everything you learn and use is still from our Holy Land."

Huang Tianran had a sneer on his face. He had been under a lot of pressure along the way, but he would not be stumped.

After passing seven levels in a row, with a loud noise, Huang Tianran slammed the wall open and walked into the secret room where the inheritance was left.

"Where's the inheritance?"

Huang Tianran's eyes turned cold, and he used his sword to search in the secret room.

This is the inheritance of a swordsman master, and it will be of great benefit to him in the future of great sword cultivation!

But he searched for a long time and found nothing.

"brush!"

Suddenly, Huang Tianran's eyes were attracted by a line of small words next to the desk.

When he stepped forward to take a closer look, he suddenly became jealous, his pupils were red, and he was full of evil spirit. "Han Shan, you are playing tricks on me! On the surface, you are dragging me, but behind your back, you are joining forces with others to steal the inheritance. I want to You... were cut into pieces!"

No wonder he was so angry.

Previously, Han Shan kept saying that Fang Qingyang would come soon, which delayed him for an hour.

If he hadn't been impatient, he might still be waiting outside.

Unexpectedly, this kid actually played tricks on me!

"boom!"

Huang Tianran was so angry that he immediately turned into an afterimage and rushed outside.