The Art of the Great Sword

After Fang Qingyang's consciousness came out of the sword, it was already the second day outside.

He stretched his body and relaxed himself.

Maybe I am destined to embark on the path of Dharma cultivation... Fang Qingyang was thoughtful. This thought began to take root after he saw the battle between Murong Jiu and his father.

There is a training environment in the Dragon Emperor Sword. The Great Freedom Contemplation can improve your understanding and soul power, and the master can provide you with training resources.

"Out?"

In the courtyard, Murong Jiu sat in the pavilion and slowly raised his head.

His eyes were still as sharp as ever, and there were dewdrops on his beard. It was obvious that he had been sitting here all night, like a sculpture.

"Uncle Murong, what is this?"

Fang Qingyang was surprised.

"Yesterday, tens of thousands of stars shone together, causing quite a stir. Many forces within the Sword Dynasty came here in person to inquire about me, but I blocked them all."

Murong Jiu sighed, "I have helped you collect the cultivation resources needed for Dharma cultivation. I am even a little lucky to have helped you test it. Otherwise, a future Dharma cultivator would have missed it."

He was indeed very kind to me, and it was because of my father... Fang Qingyang thought of this and said seriously, "Thank you Uncle Murong, but let's see what news you learned after sitting here all night. ”

Fang Qingyang was keenly aware that Murong Jiu's will was a little low, which was different from yesterday, so he realized that something might have happened that caused the other party to keep it in his heart.

Murong Jiu shook his head, "It's nothing, I just thought of some troublesome things. Yesterday Xia Yan came to me to discuss cooperation. He was very sincere."

After a pause, Murong Jiu looked directly into Fang Qingyang's eyes, "As for your eldest brother, you can rest assured. My people had some accidents during the rescue. It was the people from the second branch who saved them. Now your eldest brother has been You have left the Sword Dynasty with you. Once you are out of the limelight, you will be completely safe. You can reply to the family. "

Fang Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart finally fell.

As for Fang Hao, he really didn't want anything to happen to him.

This is the best ending right now!

"By the way, don't publicize the fact that you attracted thousands of stars."

Murong Jiu reminded Fang Qingyang.

"I see."

Fang Qingyang nodded. Next, he would go find Fang Mu and tell him the news that Fang Hao was safe, so that he could bring the cultivation resources and news back to his family with peace of mind.

"How long will Uncle Murong stay in Sword Dynasty this time?"

Fang Qingyang asked curiously. He naturally wanted to follow the other party to learn martial arts fighting skills, but the other party held an important position after all, and he didn't know when he would return to the front line.

"Not sure yet."

Murong Jiu said, "Now I have mastered some evidence of the Yaochi Holy Land. Unfortunately, I am not strong enough to uproot the Yaochi Holy Land. Give me some more time and I will personally..."

At the end of the sentence, a flash of scarlet flashed across Murong Jiu's pupils, and it could be seen that his emotions were out of control again, just like before.

What's wrong with Uncle Murong? He seems to have learned some secrets from President Xia, some secrets that are enough to shake his mood... Fang Qingyang was silent for a while, "If you need my help in any way, just ask. As a student of Dongchuan Academy, I have no shirking responsibility.”

"Just practice with peace of mind. Once the training resources of Fa Cultivator arrive, you will work hard to improve your swordsmanship. The combination of Fa Cultivator and Sword Cultivator is very powerful. Your father was the best example back then."

Murong Jiu patted Fang Qingyang on the shoulder and forced out a smile.

After bidding farewell to Murong Jiu, Fang Qingyang went to the east courtyard to look for Fang Mu. The boy had not been idle during this period and had been wandering around Dongchuan City.

The blood spirit stones in his hand have been exchanged with Fang Qingyang for ordinary spirit stones, so that they will not attract the seller's attention when buying things.

Although Blood Spirit Stones were also a currency in circulation in the Sword Dynasty, they were relatively rare after all. As a newcomer, he had better not take them out unless necessary.

After Fang Qingyang left, Xia Yan walked out of the darkness with his hands behind his back.

He narrowed his eyes, looked in the direction Fang Qingyang left, and asked after a long time, "You still didn't tell him about Fang Xuanxiao's death."

"He is currently on an upward trajectory and is full of hope for the future. Coupled with his newly discovered powerful talent for practicing magic, he will surely be able to easily break through to the Holy Realm in the future."

A look of sadness flashed across Murong Jiu's face. He had been searching for news about Fang Xuanxiao for so many years. He believed that the other party had just disappeared.

But when he heard the truth from Xia Yan, he still inevitably felt uncomfortable, as if something he had been pursuing so hard was suddenly broken and he lost his way forward.

"You have to let him know after all."

Xia Yan sighed.

"When I destroy the Yaochi Holy Land and kill all the instigators, then I will tell him the truth."

Murong Jiu's eyes were fierce. He was used to killing people on the battlefield, and his emotions rarely fluctuated so violently.

But yesterday, he sat outside all night without saying a word.

One can imagine how much this news impacted him!

"When are you going to take action?"

Xia Yan came closer and said word by word, "We don't have much time. It is said to be three years, but to be on the safe side, we must shorten it to two years!"

"I want it in at least a year."

Murong Jiu said, "The Scarlet Moon Dynasty has not been completely defeated. The news of my return will definitely cause trouble on the battlefield. I will stay for half a month before returning to the front line."

"Where's Fang Qingyang?"

Xia Yan frowned, "If you leave, I can naturally protect him, but have you made arrangements for his growth in the next year?"

Murong Jiu shook his head, "I did arrange a way for him. He can go to the front line and fight with the enemy every day. His realm and combat power will be greatly improved, but there are dangers. I'm afraid that he will be plotted like Brother Fang. !”

"You just need to provide him with a choice and let him choose. Don't interfere too much. The way of swordsmanship he follows is unprecedented. You can't find a genius like him even if you look through the history books."

Xia Yan said.

"That's right."

Murong Jiu raised his eyes and said, "I'm in Dongchuan City, and the other companies may not do anything to him. If I leave, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you more!"

"No problem, Fang Qingyang is our favorite genius. He also has a deep relationship with my sword tower. Naturally, I will not sit back and watch him be bullied by the other party."

When Xia Yan said this, he seemed to have made up his mind, "Have you heard of... the True Dragon Alliance?"

"True Dragon Alliance, that behemoth?"

Murong Jiu's expression changed, "Are you a member of the True Dragon Alliance?"

"Yes, I have been a member of the True Dragon Alliance for decades, and now I am the deacon of the True Dragon Alliance's East Continent. This does not conflict with my identity as the president of the second branch of the Sword Tower."

"So, I would like to recommend him to join the True Dragon Alliance."

Xia Yan looked candid.