I will become an immortal in this world

In the room, Jiang Shenming sat at the table, his body trembling slightly, cold sweat dripping from his face, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Standing behind him, Fang Wang stood straight and motionless, and his eyes were terrifyingly calm.

After more than ten breaths had passed, Jiang Shenming still couldn't break free. His face turned red and he felt very aggrieved.

He could accept his loss to Fang Wang. After all, he had learned about Fang Wang's record and he was definitely not Fang Wang's opponent.

But he couldn't accept such a humiliating defeat!

The opponent only used one hand to hold him down!

And not even a trace of his breath leaked out!

Even a great monk in the True Soul Realm cannot do this.

Seeing his expression, Song Jinyuan couldn't help but said: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't let go. I hope that the stronger the Taoist master is, the more worthy of your following he is."

Hearing this, Jiang Shenming, who was originally angry, calmed down.

He almost forgot his original intention.

He breathed a sigh of relief and found that as his body no longer tensed up, Fang Wang's suppression of him became less intense.

this……

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Fang Wang, who stared at him and said: "You are indeed very strong, but you will be the master of Dao Sect from now on, representing the inheritance of Wangdao. You must have the heart to accommodate thousands of disciples. Whether you become a saint or an emperor, you must have this kind of mind."

Jiang Shenming's fighting attitude towards the man in black made Fang Wang a little worried about him becoming the leader of the Dao Sect in the future, so he took this opportunity to attack him.

"Become a saint and become an emperor? Do you think I can?" Jiang Shenming asked in surprise.

Song Jinyuan also looked at Fang Wang in surprise.

This evaluation is too high!

There have been no great sages or great emperors born in the human world for many years, but they are all myths.

When Fang Wang heard Jiang Shenming's words, he realized that this guy didn't know that he was the reincarnation of the emperor.

After thinking about it, it was right. After all, the Divine Emperor once made a big fuss in the upper world and offended the upper world. Naturally, the Ghost Emperor was also afraid that he would be exposed.

If Fang Wang hadn't been around Hongchen, he wouldn't have known Jiang Shenming's identity. He only knew that Jiang Shenming was related to the royal family of the Da'an Dynasty.

"Of course you can, but you don't have this confidence? What Wangdao wants to do is not a sect that competes for power, but a way of practice that discusses the Tao and advances together. In my eyes, all the Twelve Taoist sects can become saints and emperors. So I value potential and character more than strength," Fang Wang said calmly.

Jiang Shenming was stunned.

Fang Wang let go, walked to sit opposite him, and motioned to Song Jinyuan to sit down as well.

Fang Wang personally poured a cup of tea for Jiang Shenming and said: "Your talent should not be limited to physical strength. In the previous fight, I can feel that you are hiding something. There is a very powerful force in your body. Ordinary True Soul Realm cultivators Since I am probably no match for you, I am willing to accept you into Wangdao and let you found Shenzong, but you have to think carefully about what Shenzong wants to teach. "

"To become a Twelve Dao Sect, you must be generous to your disciples, and you must not be too defensive about other disciples of other Dao sects. Of course, I will also be generous to you. I can teach you the physical cultivation method based on the Vajra Zhiyang Holy Body. The Dharma was created by me based on the Holy Yang Body of Vajra."

Jiang Shenming was still surprised by Fang Wang's Taoist philosophy, and when he suddenly heard that he knew the Vajra Sun Body, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Fang Wang didn't explain, and directly activated the yang energy in his body. His pupils turned golden, and traces of yang energy overflowed from the surface of his body.

Jiang Shenming's pupils suddenly dilated.

What a powerful yang energy!

Even his father, who is known as the most powerful genius in the family for thousands of years, does not have such a strong yang energy.

"How did you..." Jiang Shenming asked tremblingly.

Fang Wang smiled and said: "Of course I have received the inheritance. If you can join Wangdao, you should not only hear about my reputation. There is also a force guiding you in the dark, isn't it?"

Jiang Shenming's heart was filled with turmoil, and his eyes turned to awe as he looked at Fang Wang.

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Song Jinyuan couldn't understand, but he was not confused. Today's Fang Wang was no longer an existence he could understand.

Jiang Shenming took a deep breath and said: "I understand, then my Shen Sect will not focus on physical cultivation. I will teach my spiritual cultivation."

"Shen Xiu?"

The person who answered was Song Jinyuan, who was very interested.

Jiang Shenming said with a proud smile: "Since I was born, my dreams have been longer than others. One night's dream can last for thousands of years. In the dream, I seem to be reincarnating. I integrate the practices of various lives in the dream to create I have established a complete system for my own Shinto practice. If I were in ancient times, I would definitely become a saint."

Song Jinyuan had a questioning look on his face, but he didn't say anything rude.

Fang Wang smiled and said: "Let's wait and see. After the Sword Sect is established, the Shen Sect will be born. The twelve Dao Sects will not be ranked, and they will have equal status. There will be no distinction between strong and weak in the future. I will not eliminate the Dao Sect." Because they are too weak, it is only because they violate the moral principles of Wangwangdao, so I hope you will not compare too much in the future, the quality of the disciples is more important. "

Jiang Shenming felt that Fang Wang was horribly upright, and wondered if he was pretending.

No matter what, let’s go to the observation road first!

"I will remember it." Jiang Shenming said with a serious face.

You are the Taoist master, you are the greatest!

Fang Wang was very satisfied with Jiang Shenming's attitude and began to look forward to the day when the Twelve Divine Sects would gather together.

Afterwards, the two began to chat. Jiang Shenming was very interested in Fang Wang's experience of sweeping the seven saint clans. Although the seven clans were not as good as his Jiang family, the impact of this incident was great and it also caused overheating in the Jiang family. Discuss.

Fang Wang was very good at pretending to brag, and he hadn't bragd in many years. Facing the emperor's reincarnation, he happened to be in the mood.

…

In the following ten years, the selection of the Sword Sect officially began. Because there were so many monks participating, it took several days and months to make the selection, so it lasted for three full years and has not yet ended.

This selection has become the most solemn event in Jianglong Continent for thousands of years. Under the arrangements of Dugu Wenhun and Hongchen, the entire sky above Daqi has become a venue for sword practice. At the same time, it is isolated by the hope formation, and the people of Daqi look up Being able to see the immortal fighting skills also makes the power of Wangdao deeply rooted in people's hearts.

From the beginning to the end, Fang Wang did not come forward, but there were often rumors in Jiantian Ze that Fang Wang gave guidance to the monks in their practice. It was said that Fang Wang taught the humanistic method, not looking at cultivation, not looking at experience, but only looking at eyesight. This made the Taoist master The image becomes taller.

In the blink of an eye, seventeen years have passed since Jiang Shenming became a disciple of Fang Wang.

Fang Wang's cultivation level has also reached the sixth level of Breaking Heaven Realm from the fourth level of Breaking Heaven Realm.

This day.

Above Kunlun, on a cliff, Fang Wang and Gu Li stood side by side.

The spring breeze blew their clothes and hair, and Fang Wang smiled and said, "It's been seventeen years since you came back, but this is the first time you and I are alone together."

He glanced at Gu Li's delicate profile and recalled the memories of the two of them getting along before.

For him, that was already a hundred thousand years ago, and many memories have become blurry.

Gu Li glanced at him and met his eyes. She quickly avoided his gaze and asked, "Have you chosen the Sword Master? Why can those sword cultivators who have failed continue to show off their swordsmanship?"

Fang Wang chuckled softly and said: "If we judge the Sword Sect according to its strength and weakness, how is it different from ordinary sects?"