An Alternative Crash Method for Sword Cultivation

When Lin Fangsheng saw the expressions of the crowd, an ominous omen rose in his heart.

Then Elder Hu said solemnly: "Nephew Zheng Mo...has gone mad, now please think about your mistakes in Bailu Hall."

The old man's heavy voice was like a thunderbolt, which quietly exploded in the silence of everyone in the meeting hall.

Lin Fangsheng's mind was shocked, his hands and feet were cold, but he didn't say a word, he just followed behind his master and hurried to Bailu Hall.

On top of the mountains, Helian Wancheng stopped, stopped Lin Fangsheng's flying sword from moving forward, and said, "Fang Sheng, go back and sharpen the sword."

Lin Fangsheng didn't understand what it meant, only anxious in his heart, he clasped his fingers tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, let me join..."

Helian Wancheng said again: "If it's for your brother's sake, we must not meet each other now."

He actually left him behind and went to the remote back mountain alone.

Lin Fangsheng was worried and eager, and was thrown cold water on his head by this blow, washing away his original enthusiasm.Standing still in the air for a long time, until Helian Wancheng Qingjue's back disappeared into the sky, he turned around sadly, entered Huang Yantang, the quenching sword front, and locked himself in the small courtyard.

After a few months, there is a sword boy who cleans the courtyard every day, but the courtyard is clean.However, due to the overflowing sword energy, ordinary creatures dare not approach, and even the singing of gnats has never been heard, and there is no sound.

Lin Fangsheng lived here for more than ten years, accompanied by his senior brother, Master Cheng Huan, devoted himself to practicing swords, but he never thought that in just a few months, the world would be turned upside down and he would never be the same again.

He let Yan Ye out again, now that the wolf cubs have adapted to this kind of running life, they probed their brains and ran outside the courtyard to play.This little boy was simple-minded, looked around curiously with his blue eyes open, and bravely went into the bushes to explore, but it was much better than the cowardly and dependent appearance at the beginning.

It wasn't until the second day that Lin Fangsheng waited for his master to return. Before that, he was in a complicated state of mind, and he couldn't even enter meditation.

But Helian Wancheng sent him away with only a few words, and did not allow anyone to visit.

A few more days passed in such a hurry, Lin Fangsheng could only stay outside Bailu Hall for a while every day, and then continued to practice swords and meditate diligently.

He also took out the Xuanyin Panlong Sword. Now that the golden core has been formed, he can repair it by calcining it with the power of real fire. However, the slight cracks in this sword are repaired, and repairing it is also a time-consuming and time-consuming process.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, Bailutang was still completely silent, he and his senior brother had been together since childhood and had never been separated for such a long time, but Lin Fangsheng got a little restless waiting.

After forging the sword that day, he put aside Yan Ye who was dozing on his lap.This little wolf cub now lives comfortably and eats well. Although the heavy and long white fur is only a thin layer, it is smooth and smooth, shining like white brocade, and gradually grows some vitality, freezing his courtyard everywhere. , injured many plants.

He stroked the wolf's head lightly a few more times before he got up and went to look for his master. One, he wanted to ask the master for advice now that he could receive the talisman of his own destiny. , opened the ban on the Hundred Slaughter Hall, and let him go inside to search for others.

Walking outside the meeting hall, I saw two rows of disciples lined up neatly and majesticly. If others saw it, they would inevitably be a little daunting.

Since no one stopped him, Lin Fangsheng walked closer and saw a familiar person, it was Liu Zihui, so he beckoned him to come forward and asked, "But there are guests here?"

Liu Zihui bowed and said, "Exactly, the elder of Wuxing Zongguan came to visit."

Lin Fangsheng was not familiar with these sects, so he just nodded and stepped into the meeting hall. After walking a few steps, he heard a strange woman's voice coming from the hall.

"...Zheng Mo's talent is outstanding, and he acts safely and generously. He and our Sect Master Yao are a natural match. If we get married..."

The word "marriage" suddenly broke into my ears.

Lin Fangsheng couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and then he felt a loud bang, his mind was in turmoil, his face darkened, he stopped, turned around and left instead.

Liu Zihui was also surprised to see him coming out as soon as he entered, and said: "Senior Brother Lin..."

Unexpectedly, Lin Fangsheng ignored him, threw out the flying sword, and disappeared in an instant.

Lin Fangsheng could only feel his blood surging, and the woman's words rang in his ears repeatedly, praising the two of them for their talent, beauty, and good family, like thorns, all on their backs.

He landed outside the Hundred Slaughter Hall and was blocked by the restraint as usual, but Lin Fangsheng was furious, raised his sword, and slashed down towards the wooden door fiercely.

When there was a crisp sound, sparks flew everywhere, but the brass lock was unscathed.

It's just that this provocation caused the guards to turn pale with fright -- some people dared to move the ban imposed by Helian Wancheng, and they were really impatient.

The people headed by Bai Shu arrived in a hurry, seeing Lin Fangsheng's sullen expression on his face, they couldn't laugh or cry.

If there is anyone in Wanjianmen who dares to disobey the order of the head, it is only the young master in front of him, but he did not know how excited he was, and he made a big fuss.

Since someone reported to Helian Wancheng, the head of the sect didn't change his expression, he just said: "Let him go."

But throw this burden back to Bai Shu.

Bai Shu saw that his colleagues on the left and right were shrinking back, so he had no choice but to brace himself and stand in front of the door: "Senior brother Lin, calm down."

Lin Fangsheng had a cold face, and pointed the spirit sword at Bai Shu: "Stand back, I want to see Senior Brother Zheng Mo."

"The head has orders..."

"I will confess to the head of the sect," Lin Fangsheng advanced half an inch with the tip of his sword, almost touching the tip of Baishu's nose, and shouted in a deep voice, "If you continue to pester me, don't blame me for disregarding the feelings of fellow sects."

But Bai Shu didn't believe it, he knew that Lin Fangsheng was the most hard-spoken and soft-hearted person, but he closed his eyes firmly, and vowed to guard the door, but the sharp sword energy had already pierced his skin so painfully that he was about to ooze blood.

Seeing this, Lin Fangsheng sneered, and he raised his sword to stab, when he heard a deep voice: "That's all, let him in."

It was Zheng Mo who spoke.

As if being pardoned, Bai Shu took out the key from his bosom, opened the door, stepped aside again, only to feel the cold sweat on his back wet his outer shirt.

However, Lin Fangsheng hadn't heard his senior brother's voice for a long time, and now his eye circles were red, and he stepped into the Bailu hall.

Bailu Hall is the place where the disciples of Wanjianmen think about their mistakes. Although the name has the word Tang, it is only a small brick house.In the courtyard, not a single blade of grass grows.A few steps away is the green brick cottage, with a neat and simple appearance.

Lin Fangsheng stopped at the door, seeing that the wooden door was ajar, he felt a little guilty.

He also heard the brother say: "Since you have come here, why don't you go in."

He had no choice but to push the door lightly, and the thin wooden door creaked and opened in response.

There was no one in the outer room, so he stepped into the inner room again, and saw a figure appearing in the darkness.

There was nothing in the blue brick house, except for a tall figure sitting cross-legged on the futon placed in the center.

But the white hair is disheveled, the blue shirt is disheveled, and he is slowly opening his eyes to look at him.

He doesn't have the appearance of an immortal cultivator, but he looks like a unrestrained, carefree swordsman.

Lin Fangsheng's footsteps were stagnant, he was excited and sad at the same time, he stood still and said calmly: "Senior brother..."

Zheng Mo didn't answer, but still looked at him carefully, his eyes were also tired and gloomy, after a long time, he said in a low voice: "Fang Sheng, now he has formed a pill."

The voice is self-deprecating and bitter, no longer gentle and gentle.

Lin Fangsheng only now realizes the painstaking efforts of his master, why he is not allowed to meet his senior brother.

His talented and talented senior brother failed to form an alchemy, and now his realm has fallen, but he can barely stay in the seventh layer of Condensed Vein.

If you see your junior brother forming alchemy, wouldn't that be adding salt to the wound?

Lin Fangsheng deeply hated himself for his lack of consideration, and now he rushed to his senior brother excitedly, but didn't he embarrass him in public?

It's not right to leave or stay for a while, and I don't know how to place my siblings, and the circles of my eyes are even redder: "Senior brother, I..."

Seeing his appearance, Zheng Mo laughed instead, raised a hand and said: "You are now a Jindan real person, but you can no longer cry freely and make people laugh. Come here, let senior brother take a look."

Lin Fangsheng knelt down in front of his senior brother, but he saw his wrist with strong knuckles shaking in front of his eyes, and there was a warm touch on the top of his head, and he couldn't help but feel sad: "Senior brother has lost a lot of weight."

Zheng Mo still said with a deep smile: "It's all on your own."

Lin Fangsheng couldn't help but feel agitated, he became nervous: "Could it be that demon pill?" If so, did he harm his senior brother?

Zheng Mo took out the White Snake Neidan from his bosom, and spread it in his palm: "I didn't use it, but my heart demon caused chaos."

Lin Fangsheng lowered his gaze, and saw his senior brother's silver-like white hair, a strand of which was hanging down his chest, he couldn't help but gently hold it in his palm, the tentacles were smooth and cold, as if ice silk, and felt that his senior brother's arms were wrapped around him, and he couldn't help himself, Leaning forward slightly, he buried himself in the arms of his senior brother.

The senior brother had no grudges against him, Lin Fangsheng felt that those pent-up worries melted away, and his mood became joyful and relaxed.

"Fang Sheng, do you blame me?"

Lin Fangsheng was greedy for the warmth of his senior brother's embrace, but he was stunned when he heard this, "Why should I blame senior brother?"

But I heard the senior brother say in a deep voice: "You were taken captive to Beiming, and I couldn't protect you; you were in Liuzhen, alone in danger, and I wasn't by your side; you were slandered by Jian Yuanzong, and I wasn't by your side..."

"Senior brother." Lin Fangsheng heard him blame himself, his tone was bitter, he couldn't help interrupting, he stood up and looked squarely at him, "If I can't get here, I can only rely on you, how can I seek the way together in the future?"

Lin Fangsheng's eyes were burning, and he stared at his senior brother: "The lifespan of Condensed Pulse is three hundred, and the lifespan of Jindan is eight hundred, but I still want to stay in Wanjianmen for a long time, and be with Master and Senior Brother."

When Zheng Mo heard this, the gloom and blackness between his brows gradually faded away.

The journey to immortality is difficult, and personal opportunities and disasters vary, but most of the time, you can only rely on yourself.

If you want to accompany you all the time, it is a bit reluctant.

Lin Fangsheng felt relieved when he saw his senior brother's calm expression. The words he had heard earlier resurfaced in his mind, and he couldn't help snorting coldly: "It's a pity that senior brother will get married soon. I'm afraid that senior brother will only see others in his eyes."

Zheng Mo was taken aback: "Married?"

Lin Fangsheng's heart was even more sour, he got up and walked a few steps, but unfortunately the house was so small that he faced a wall: "The Five Elements sect sent people here to propose marriage to the senior brother on behalf of the young sect master."

Hearing Zheng Mo's voice, he was actually a little bit happier: "The Five Elements School is the head of Dharma cultivators, and my Wanjian Sect is also the head of sword cultivators. If the two sects get married, it will be beneficial and not harmful to our two sects." There seems to be a bit of approval in the room.

Lin Fangsheng hid his fingers in his sleeves, buttoned them tighter and tighter, he felt sore and bitter, and almost wanted to overflow his throat, but he held it back and said in a hoarse voice: "That's right... I have a relationship with that young suzerain, This person has an outstanding appearance, and his behavior is also graceful..."

Zheng Mo's voice seemed to be filled with a smile: "In the opinion of junior brother, can this person be my Taoist partner?"

Taoist companion... the senior brother is so impatient?

Lin Fangsheng couldn't bear it anymore and turned around.

But he bumped into a human wall, and his forehead barely brushed the nose of his senior.

Fortunately, Zheng Mo reacted quickly, otherwise this would be a farce of nosebleeds.

Lin Fangsheng was trapped between his senior brother's arms, and another soft and warm kiss fell on his forehead.

Zheng Mo smiled cheerfully: "I said that you were peaceful a few days ago, but today you don't care about it, and you are determined to break in, but it turned out to be because of this."

Lin Fangsheng couldn't help turning his ears slightly red, turned his gaze, and argued: "I thought about it in the past, but Master refused to allow..."

But Zheng Mo didn't let him dodge, he pinched his cheek and looked straight at him: "Could it be that today is the day?"

Lin Fangsheng was speechless, and the bases of his ears were burning red as if dripping blood, he couldn't help but ruthlessly said: "Young Master, I came here as soon as I came, how about it?"

"You came here as soon as you came, but you called this little Bailutang, almost drowned in jealousy." Zheng Mo still wanted to tease him, but seeing his junior brother's face flushed, he was about to turn into anger from embarrassment, his eyes were also watery, and he couldn't help it Tighten your fingers, lift your junior brother's lower jaw.The lips are softly attached.