The Art of the Great Sword

The old man was not interested in Fang Qingyang's move to kill the three monks. From the beginning to the end, his only goal was this sword.

Under the leadership of the old man, a total of more than a dozen monks left the ravine.

Fang Qingyang turned around and took a look at the ghost tree, and found that the ghost tree had completely withered away at some point, losing all its vitality and vitality.

When you step on its roots, it makes a "clicking" sound.

This ghost tree seems to have been dead for many years. The previous scene of the root tree vines killing monks and sucking blood is like a dream.

Sure enough, it seems that the source of all this is this sword, no, it is Feng Yu. He recruited so many monks to deal with Lei Peng. His purpose was to kill them and have their blood essence absorbed by Feng Yu. In this way, Achieving his goal... Fang Qingyang felt the surging blood power in his body, and his eyes gradually condensed.

With such a huge power of essence and blood in my body, who am I going to give it to?

It should be...injected into the sacrificial array!

It seems that Heishui City knows very well and will not put its eggs in one basket. They have many containers for storing essence and blood like Feng Yu, which are placed in various places.

They openly recruit monks from all over the country, and as soon as they are recruited, they take them to hunt for treasures and let these monks die on the spot in order to accumulate blood essence.

Blackwater City is really ruthless!

Fang Qingyang believes that this is not the only container that absorbs blood. The real source is the sacrificial array in Blackwater City... No, that's not right, the sacrificial array is not the source, it is just the division.

The root, which is the main formation, is in the Yaochi Holy Land!

Over the years, how many lives has the Yaochi Holy Land harvested in this way? What is their purpose of concentrating people into blood essence? Awaken certain existences, or absorb them yourself to break through the realm?

Various thoughts flashed through Fang Qingyang's mind. He knew that as long as he could penetrate into the core of Blackwater City and get close to the formation, he would not be far from the truth.

On the way back, Shen Yi started to explain some of the rules in Blackwater City to Fang Qingyang, because he had become the captain and was at the same level as himself.

This means that Fang Qingyang has finally established a firm foothold in Blackwater City and is no longer like ordinary monks, a cannon fodder that can be discarded at any time.

No wonder Uncle Murong would look for me. After reaching the magical power realm, the scrutiny he faces will be much stricter. But I am only at the ninth level of the Yuan Dan realm. The realm happens to be stuck here, and I can sneak in... Fang Qingyang listened while Think in your heart.

The old man slowly approached Fang Qingyang and asked with a low smile, "I saw that you withstood the attacks of those three people earlier. I guess you must be a physical practitioner."

"Yes, sir."

Fang Qingyang was calm on the surface, but deep down he was thinking. The old man didn't know what his psychology was, whether he was curious or suspicious. In short, he was testing himself.

"It seems that I really found a treasure."

The old man laughed a few times and said, "You can withstand three attacks from monks of the same level without getting hurt. I'm afraid you have made some achievements in body refining!"

"Sir, I once joined a secret body-training sect. I was later expelled for making mistakes, but the skills I practiced are still retained, so my body is stronger than that of ordinary monks."

Fang Qingyang replied with a grin.

"Um."

The old man nodded, seemingly putting aside his doubts, but the moment he turned around, he poked Fang Qingyang's chest with his finger.

Fang Qingyang was aware of the other party's actions immediately, but reason told him that he could not hide. Once he escaped, he would definitely be tortured.

Why do you, a ninth-level Yuan Dan realm, have such good skills?

So Fang Qingyang deliberately slowed down and dodged after the finger poked his chest. It looked a bit clumsy.

"Not bad, not bad, it's really hard."

The old man retracted his finger and looked at Fang Qingyang's wound with a smile. There was a blood hole there, and even the bones were clearly visible.

The moment he attacked Fang Qingyang, he had already noticed that the opponent's physique was indeed stronger than that of ordinary monks, but his strength was limited.

You are definitely qualified to be a captain!

"grown ups."

Fang Qingyang's face looked a little ugly, "What are you..."

"Crack."

The old man flicked his finger and threw a pill to Fang Qingyang, "Take it. That was my test for you just now. It was not bad. You passed."

As expected, there are many suspicions. It seems that it is not that easy to sneak into Blackwater City. No wonder Uncle Murong decided to send me here after careful consideration... Fang Qingyang thought in his heart, and looked happy on the surface. , "Thank you, sir!"

He took the elixir and deliberately controlled the speed of his body's recovery so as not to let the wound recover too quickly, so as not to arouse suspicion again.

Finally, Blackwater City was in sight in the distance ahead.

Looking at the tall city wall, Fang Qingyang felt calmer.

From a short distance of 10,000 meters, at least three exploratory spiritual consciousnesses swept over, making sure that there would be no undercover agents.

In front of the city gate, the old man shouted, "Open the door."

The guard on the city wall obviously knew him, "You are back so quickly. You are the fastest among the more than ten teams to complete the mission this time."

There are more than ten teams, that is to say, are there more than ten vessels that store essence and blood like this Feng Yu... Fang Qingyang was shocked in his heart. Under the fluctuation of emotions, the essence and blood in Yuan Dan almost surged. Get the attention of others.

He immediately suppressed his energy and suppressed it in Yuan Dan together with the Dan Qi he had absorbed before.

Then, they entered the city without any danger.

"The next mission will be at least three months later. You are smart, so you will be responsible for patrolling the city. These dozen people are under your command."

The old man waved his hand and handed the dozen surviving monks to Fang Qingyang.

Fang Qingyang nodded, acting very naturally, "Thank you for your attention."

Patrolling the city is a good job. You can explore everywhere in the name of patrolling and get as close as possible to the core of Blackwater City, which is the so-called big formation.

Time is running out.

Uncle Murong will definitely set off as soon as possible due to the pressure from the royal family. He will definitely make a fuss everywhere to find an opportunity to raid Blackwater City.

I can't hold back.

"As for the residence, there are many vacant houses in the city. Just find a place to settle down. Remember, patrol the main street in the city four times a day. If you encounter anyone with a suspicious appearance, you must catch and check them to prevent them from being spies of the Sword Dynasty."

The old man ordered.

Fang Qingyang nodded repeatedly and kept all this in mind.

As soon as the old man left, the remaining monks came over with laughter, "Captain, please take good care of us in the future."

"Yes, I heard that the cultivation resources of the entire team are controlled by the captain, and we will all rely on you when the time comes!"

"Leave the patrol work to me in the future, captain, you have a good rest."

These monks came up to flatter him.

Of course, Fang Qingyang was the captain, but the image of him killing three monks with one hand was also deeply imprinted in the minds of these people.

So they instinctively felt a little afraid.