From dual spiritual roots to a sword master with all attributes

Fang Xiao quickly cleaned up the battlefield and collected all the storage bags of several people. Excluding their own storage bags, there were nearly fifty of them. It seemed that he had killed many people, and none of them died unjustly.

He connected the storage bags together, which looked very ostentatious. He also needed to find a place to organize them and dispose of the useless garbage. He would have to prepare a larger storage device when he returned.

"There's still one rat to deal with."

The reason why he was neither hurried nor slow was because the Wuliang Sword had already caught up with the person who attacked him and was entangled with him, and had not yet left the range of his spiritual consciousness.

When ordinary cultivators first enter the late stage of foundation building, the range of their spiritual awareness is only two to three miles in radius, but Fang Xiao's spiritual awareness range has now reached seven miles. This is because his soul injury has not fully recovered and has not reached the maximum distance. However, he can already spread his sword intent to ten miles away, so there is not much impact on his perception.

Then he held up the sword and walked towards the battle position without haste.

In the dark forest, white sword lights flashed from time to time. Looking closer, it was the enchanting female cultivator who was driving a ribbon-like magic weapon and fighting with the Wuliang Sword.

The original snake chain magic weapon had already broken into several pieces and scattered on the ground. At this moment, the pale face of the female cultivator was full of panic, and her forehead was covered with sweat. Her cultivation was only in the middle stage of foundation building, and her spiritual power was almost exhausted. The silk ribbon magic weapon she was driving was also full of gaps, and it was obvious that she could not hold on for much longer.

At this time, a sword light fell on the open space not far away, revealing Fang Xiao's figure. When the female cultivator saw that it was him, her whole body trembled involuntarily, and despair surged in her beautiful eyes.

"Please spare my life, Brother Dao. I was also coerced by them and had no choice but to take action."

Fang Xiao recalled the Wuliang Sword and raised it in his hand. He stared at the female cultivator with a deep gaze, which made her feel uneasy. "I ask you questions and you answer them. If you dare to lie to me, you know the consequences."

"Brother, feel free to ask. I will answer truthfully as long as I know the answer."

The female cultivator quickly wiped the sweat from her forehead and posed coquettishly.

"Do you know why there are so few monks in this area?"

"Well, we only know that many sword cultivators are rushing to the upper level, but we are not sword cultivators, so we dare not go there to find out."

At this moment, Fang Xiao smelled a sweet smell, and then his head felt dizzy. He saw the female cultivator's peach eyes were as sharp as silk, and the few clothes on her body suddenly slipped off. Then she twisted her body and walked slowly towards him.

Fang Xiao suddenly felt his body getting hot, but the other party's small movements in his hands did not escape his eyes.

He cut off all the distracting thoughts in his mind before they even arose, and sneered, "Charm technique? Are you really looking for death?"

The female cultivator couldn't help but tremble when she heard this, but she didn't care about anything else. She mobilized her spiritual power and a faint breath shot out from her hand and shot straight into Fang Xiao's brow.

Fang Xiao waved his sleeves, and the Five Elements True Light blocked the attacking object. He looked at the invisible object in front of him and found it was a flying needle.

Fang Xiao held it in his hand and said, "It is really a must-have for murder and robbery."

The little bit of color that had returned to the female cultivator's face disappeared in an instant, her face turned extremely pale, and she knelt on the spot, kowtowing violently.

"Brother Dao, spare my life. I am willing to acknowledge you as my master and be your slave. I also know the art of double cultivation and the art of sex. I..."

A flash of sword light cut off her head in an instant, the sound stopped abruptly, and her pupils gradually lost their color.

Fang Xiao walked up to the head expressionlessly, extracted its spirit, and began to search it on the spot.

He didn't want to search the soul, but he was so ungrateful that he had no choice but to come and see it in person.

Half an hour later, Fang Xiao slowly opened his eyes.

He already knew the origins of these people very clearly. He didn't expect that the seven of them were quite famous in the North Sea. Some of them were so daring that they openly robbed monks everywhere. The smaller sects and families were all terrified by the news.

Even if monks from a large sect were chasing a few people, they only had to flee to the East China Sea to hide for a while and then appear again.

Because that sea area was called the Vast Sea, the seven of them were also called the Seven Evils of the Vast Sea by the low-level cultivators in the sea area.

Each of the Seven Devils of the Vast Sea is no pushover. The lowest of them is at the middle stage of foundation building. Not only do they have their own strengths, but they are also proficient in combined attack techniques. Unfortunately, they picked the wrong opponents. One of them died at the hands of the Shangqing Sect duo, and the remaining six were all killed by Fang Xiao.

They had no idea how many monks they had killed, and had seen all kinds of ways others died. They didn't know if they had ever thought about how they would die.

And what kind of dual cultivation method was that the female cultivator just now taught? It was clearly a technique of replenishing yang. She was extremely good at replenishing yin by replenishing yang, and often lured male cultivators with excellent qualifications. Even the geniuses of the sect fell into her net. Thinking of the male cultivators who were sucked dry by her, he couldn't help but shudder. She was just like the Black Widow. It was true that female cultivators could not be trusted, and good brothers were more reliable.

This woman had indeed not lied to him. Many sword cultivators had rushed to the upper level. They had arrived late and did not dare to join the crowd of sword cultivators. They could only look for opportunities here and hunt down some lone sword cultivators.

There wasn't much news, so he could only go to the upper level of Tianzhu Peak to learn more about the situation. He just hoped that it would not affect his trip to Taibai Main Hall.

He took the woman's storage bag out from the pile of clothes, and then fired a few fireballs, intending to burn her body and all her clothes. By the way, he also counted and classified the storage bags. After all, if there were dozens of storage bags hanging around, people would think he was a murderer.

He poured all the contents of his storage bag onto the ground. There were small hills upon hills of stuff, so many that it was unimaginable. If a monk passing by saw them, they would definitely come to rob him.

Even though he had a strong spiritual sense, it took him a whole day to classify the items in front of him. There were spirit stones, elixirs, spirit materials, spirit herbs, magic tools, jade slips, etc., and this had not yet been subdivided. It would probably take even more time. In the end, he used three 100-square-meter storage bags just to store the spirit stones, not to mention other things.

Is it because the Taichang Realm has abundant resources, or is it because too many people have been killed? The low-level cultivators wish they could break a spirit stone into two halves, but now he doesn't even know how many spirit stones he has.

Looking at the twenty or so storage bags in his hands, he couldn't help but laugh. It was the first time he was worried about having too many resources. It was not that he didn't want to reduce them, but that all these storage bags were full. Including his own storage bag, the one hanging around his waist was full, and he even had a few in his arms.

As for the storage bags with logos on them, he didn't keep any of them, and burned all the useless items. The Seven Evils of the Vast Sea were used to robbing openly, and they didn't expect there would be so many. Fang Xiao didn't want to make enemies for himself.

After cleaning up everything, he didn't waste any more time and continued to move up to the upper level with his sword.