I have a little bit of talent

It was late at night, after Fang's mother fell asleep, Fang Lu quietly left the room alone and went to an empty room in the backyard, and began to comprehend the sword intent taught by the young Taoist.

Although this world is full of spiritual cultivation, and there have been countless spiritual masters throughout history, including the founders of the three religions, but the world is so big that it also has its upper limit.

Originally, with Fang Lu's current level of cultivation, his supernatural powers had already reached perfection, his essence, energy and spirit were perfectly integrated, his primordial spirit had even gone against his innate nature, his artistic conception had reached the pinnacle and there was no room for improvement, he had almost reached the upper limit of this world.

It is more difficult than ascending to heaven to make further progress. Ordinary ascetic training has long been ineffective. Only by polishing the foundation carefully over countless years can one gain some benefits. This has nothing to do with innate understanding, but is only limited by the constraints of heaven and earth.

According to Fang Lu's original idea, he would have a slight breakthrough after five years, and then he could only go to Tianwai Tian to practice.

But the murderous sword intent taught by the young Taoist gave him other ideas.

This sword intent seems to be born innately, and its essence is extremely high, not restricted by the rules of heaven and earth. As long as Fang Lu comprehends this sword intent to a certain degree, he will naturally be able to break through the constraints of heaven and earth, and continue to stay in this world to practice and progress safely, without having to go to the heavens beyond the sky.

However, this sword intent is extremely difficult to cultivate. Even with Fang Lu's talent and ability, and his constant practice and comprehension of his own god-slaying sword intent, he has only just gotten started in the past few days and is still a long way from achieving full success.

Even so, the power of this entry-level sword intent has surpassed the god-slaying sword intent he has practiced for many years, and the pure killing force is far beyond any martial arts he has created.

"Who exactly is my cheap master?"

While Fang Lu was comprehending the meaning of the sword, he began to speculate about the identity of the young Taoist priest.

"Cheap Master? You are so brave!"

A light voice suddenly sounded from Fang Lu's mind. The voice was not loud, but it made his head buzz.

At the same time, the sword intent in his sea of ​​consciousness shook violently, instantly escaped from his control, and turned into a finger that lightly tapped on his soul.

This sudden change happened too quickly. Before Fang Lu could react, his soul was pointed down by the finger transformed by the sword intent, and with a bang, it hit the inner world transformed by the sea of ​​consciousness.

"My disciple is rude, I hope Master will forgive me."

Fang Lu was fully aware that his words just now were somewhat rude, and the young Taoist sensed it, so he quickly bowed and apologized.

"If there is a next time, I will never let you off easily!"

The Taoist's voice was still light, echoing in Fang Lu's mind and gradually fading away.

At this time, Fang Lu was sweating profusely. Knowing that the Taoist was showing mercy, he had to lower his head and agree.

He was inexplicably shocked in his heart. Although he knew that when one reached a very deep level of cultivation, his soul would illuminate the universe and anyone who praised his name would be able to sense something, and that Fang Lu himself also had this ability, but what he just said was only what he thought in his mind and he hadn't spoken it out loud yet the Taoist could sense his slightest disrespect and punish him. His supernatural powers were truly extremely powerful.

After a long time, Fang Lu dared to control his soul and stand up again, but he found that through this, his understanding of the sword intent had increased a little more.

"Thank you, Master."

Fang Lu bowed deeply toward the sky again, this time with real sincerity, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

In the world beyond the Great Zhou, a Taoist priest in red sat high up in the clouds with a hint of a smile on his face.

"It's only been a few days since you've gotten started. Not bad, not bad. Although a little rude, it seems like you're three points closer to me now."

The world beyond the sky is extremely dangerous. There are gusts of strong winds in the sky. The wind is so fierce that if an ordinary person is blown by it, his flesh and bones will immediately melt away and his soul will fly away. Even the masters of the real person realm who have cultivated the real person's body dare not stay in the air for long. However, this Taoist sat quietly on the clouds without any movement. The strong wind disappeared immediately when it reached three feet in front of him. It was extremely weird.

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Fang Mu has completely relaxed since he came to Xishan City. He has always liked to linger in the hustle and bustle of the city. He was like this in Yangzhou City before, and it was the same in Xishan City now. In just a few days, he has completely integrated into the life of Dongcheng District and became familiar with the surrounding vendors and neighbors.

During the day he strolled around Xishan City, touring the streets and alleys, and at night he returned to the courtyard to continue comprehending the sword intent and honing his true energy and spirit. His life was a very enjoyable one.

But what puzzled him was that for some reason, the several sects around Xishan City were all closed to outside visitors, and it was not convenient for him to enter directly with his identity, so he had to give up. His original intention of taking a look at the unique skills of these sects was dashed.

Fang Mu was one of the few people in Xishan City who did not go to restaurants or brothels. He just visited various scenic spots and buildings in the city to appreciate the local customs and culture. Every day he returned to his own courtyard to cook for himself. As fate would have it, Master Shang could not find any trace of him and thought that he had not yet arrived in Xishan City.

"We have basically toured the East City area. Tomorrow we should go to other areas and find someone to find out what is going on with these sects and why they have all closed down."

In the past few days, Fang Mu had also asked Zhang Mo and other local residents about the closure of the Banshan Sect. However, Zhang Mo and others were ordinary people who had never practiced cultivation. Although they had always lived in Dongcheng District and were in the same Wuyun Mountain as the Banshan Sect, they knew nothing about the matter.

So Fang Mu made up his mind to go to other urban areas to find practitioners to inquire about the situation.

Since we are looking for people who practice cultivation, the best place to go is naturally the northern city area of ​​Xishan City.

The urban areas of Xishan City are distributed in a very orderly manner. The inner city is where the Yizhou government is located. The Wuyun Mountain where the East City District is located is mostly where ordinary people live. The West City District is mostly the residences of powerful and wealthy businessmen. The most prosperous South City District is full of large and small shops, clinics, brothels and other consumption places. It is the most famous den of money in Yizhou.

As for the North City District, it is the headquarters of the Yizhou Sect Alliance.

The Yizhou Sect Alliance was originally led by the Great Zhou government and jointly established by many local sects in Yizhou. It aimed to better divide the management responsibilities of each sect and assist the Great Zhou court in managing all major and minor affairs in Yizhou.

At first, the alliance was not large in scale, but with the joining of the three holy places of Taoism, its reputation grew, and more and more sects joined. Today, almost all sects in Yizhou have joined, and sects from several surrounding states have also participated. Its influence is complex and extremely large.

Xishan City, as the capital of Yizhou, is naturally the headquarters of the Sect Alliance. All major sects also have strongholds here. Over the years, most of the northern city area of ​​Xishan City has become the strongholds of major sects and is filled with practitioners.

Fang Mu had only been in the martial world for a short time and had not met many people. Among the sects in Yizhou, he only had some friendship with the Liehuo Sect and the Jian Sect. If he wanted to find out the news of the surrounding sects, the best place to go would naturally be the Liehuo Sect's stronghold in the northern city area.

In fact, relying on his relationship with several people from the Sword Sect of the Taoist holy land, it would not be a problem for him to go to the Sword Sect's stronghold to gather information. But after all, he became famous because of the battle at Yunding Mountain, and his friendship with the Liehuo Sect is still deeper, so it would be more reliable for him to go to the Liehuo Sect's stronghold.

As for the Baiyun Temple on Qingxu Mountain, although it was the end point of his journey and a holy place of Taoism where he would soon become a disciple and learn skills, he had not yet entered the sect and had no previous contact with it, so it would be inappropriate for him to go there and disturb it.