Master of Great Calamity

Fang Yuan was dazed, and returned to the sword hut. My heart is filled with an indescribable meaning. At one moment I want to scream up to the sky, at another moment I want to cry bitterly, at another moment I feel that there is no one but me under the sun, and at the other moment I am full of fear.

At this moment, he had both the joy of attaining the Tao and the feeling of great terror that the Tao was too terrifying.

Others cultivate sword heart, I cultivate heart sword!

Others pursue the Dao, I pursue... cut off the Dao?

It's great for others to go against the sky, but your old man wants to go against the road?

This kind of swordsmanship principle of being an enemy of the world and not fearing the world is really too terrifying.

After realizing this truth, Fang Yuan raised his head and looked at the sky, and he seemed to be able to feel the wind and snow between the sky and the earth seemed a little thicker, and the sky was low, as if it was about to press down on him. This piece of heaven and the earth seemed to know his intentions.

The catastrophe of the fortress, the might of the sky, is approaching violently.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Yuan withdrew his gaze, and started the real path of understanding sword principles.

This method has great horror, but also has great charm.

He made Fang Yuan feel terrified, but also made Fang Yuan feel an urgent desire.

And, the unstoppable excitement in my heart!

He forced himself to calm down, and then carefully reflected and enlightened.

Through the exchange of sword intent with Qingyang Jianzhi, he broke through that layer of barriers, and he was about to start the real practice.

Condensing the whole body of sword intent to achieve a heart sword that cuts everything!

This requires indescribable perseverance and the courage to fight against the forces of heaven and earth. Fang Yuan seems to have both, otherwise he would not be able to achieve great sword intent, but it seems that both of them are lacking. In the face of this general trend, he looks a little immature, but fortunately, he is now in the snowfield.

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The wind and snow are fluttering, flying forever in the sky of the snowy field.

Gradually, Fang Yuan also seemed to turn into a stone or a snowflake on the snow field.

He has almost forgotten the time, just immersed in the tempering of the heart sword.

On this snowy field, he once again returned to that boring life, comprehending swords, deriving, and practicing swords.

The sword intent of Qingyang Jianzhi only pointed him to a direction, and Fang Yuan had to find out the specific cultivation method by himself, but fortunately Fang Yuan had the technique of Tianyan in his body, and he also had the foundation of accumulating endless methods after studying hard in Langya Pavilion for three years, so it was not easy to find a way in this direction, but it was not too difficult, it just required a considerable effort and energy!

But more importantly, Fang Yuan didn't just want to find a way.

He even wanted to sort out what he had learned and turn it into a feasible method of swordsmanship.

This road is difficult, but Fang Yuan likes it very much.

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On weekdays, to understand the sword, Fang Yuan would also look for the sword intent of Qingyang Sword Chi when the sky appeared, and walked with him through the vast snow field to understand his understanding of the way of swordsmanship. Although Fang Yuan had already found the most important way, there were still too many very useful truths contained in the sword intent of Qingyang Sword Chi, which often made him suddenly enlightened.

Sometimes, I can't help but be amazed.

This is just the Qingyang sword idiot three hundred years ago, who knows how deep this person's understanding of the way of the sword is now?

This is just a sword intent of Qingyang Jianzhi, who knows how deep his own understanding of the way of the sword is?

And after communicating with Jianyi for several years, Fang Yuan used the location where Qingyang Jianzhi Sword Intent appeared to find a snow peak. Here, he saw a Jianhu that was simpler and more inconspicuous than his own Jianhu.

However, in the depths of the ninth snow line, but located on the top of the snow peak, this courage makes people respect.

It must be known that the chill on the snow peak is very different from that on the plain.

And in this sword hut, Fang Yuan saw a few extremely crude things, such as a chipped stone cup, a broken stone tablet, a rough stone bed carved out of rock, etc., he knew in his heart that this was the place where Qingyang Sword realized the sword.

That Ling Zhao's map finally points to the location, which is actually here.

It's just that he didn't express this point clearly on the map, it should be passed on as an oral instruction in Yujianzong.

Fang Yuan also tried to ask this question about Qingyang Sect's sword idiot's sword intent, but it's a pity that he couldn't remember this sword intent at all. To him, everything about the sword was meaningful, and everything else didn't bother him. He didn't even remember the existence of Ling Zhao.

In Yujianzong, the secrets of swordsmanship and those theories that he left behind were all passed down from Qingyang Sword Chi.

Those theories are too mysterious and profound, so that people who see them would rather believe that it was left by a great man in ancient times, but they don't know that the sword of that great man, in the eyes of Jian Chi, is just nothing more than that.

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Turning around in the sword hut, Fang Yuan put away the broken stone tablet.

What surprised him was that he recognized the material of this stele with just one glance, and it was of the same material as the stone slabs he had seen in the Qingyang Sect and the sinner's stele he saw in the secret realm of the Jin family. There were also some vague runes on it, and there were also some sword marks, as if someone had swung a sword on the stele in a fit of rage...

Thinking of what he learned from that sword intent, Fang Yuan guessed that these sword marks should be left by the sword demon of the third generation.

Qingyang Sword Crazy, it is from these words that he can see the swordsmanship of the Third Sword Demon.

Now Fang Yuan still lacks some, he can't see it clearly, and he can't give birth to the courage of the ancient power is nothing more than this, but this stone tablet, he thinks it should be useful, so he kept it for now, and waited until he was successful in the way of swordsmanship.

While practicing sword, Fang Yuan also visited Jin Hanxue.

When he thought of Jin Hanxue for the first time, he hadn't seen Jin Hanxue for three months. When he looked over, he realized that the girl had entered meditation at some point, her breathing was light and almost non-existent, but her physical body and the cold air between the world seemed to be integrated into one, which looked very mysterious, while the white cat was lazily protecting her in front of her, and when she saw Fang Yuan, she gave him a dissatisfied look.

Fang Yuan also felt that he didn't care enough, so he went there again a month later.

Then this time, I found that the white cat had gone somewhere for a long time...

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At this time, Jin Hanxue was like a snowman, covered with thick snow, if Fang Yuan's spiritual sense was not strong, he could feel her faint vitality, and almost thought that this girl had frozen to death here.

However, at this moment, Fang Yuan's face was even more solemn.

If one month ago, or even before that, she was only trying to condense with some kind of qi mechanism in this world and recast the Dao foundation, then she is almost successful now. At this time, her Five Elements Dao foundation has long been shrouded by a strange Qi mechanism, just like Fang Yuan was on the Five Elements Dao foundation, condensing the meaning of heavenly thunder, and she is condensing the cold air of the world.

It is even said that it is close to success now.

At the beginning, Fang Yuan was only building foundations on top of the five elements, half a step towards the foundation building of the Dao of Heaven.

But she wants to directly form the foundation of heaven.

After guarding her for three days, observing her aura, and making sure that she was walking on the right path and not in any danger, Fang Yuan set up a large formation around the sword mound to prevent her from being alarmed by any accidents, and then left in front of her a magical method that he derived from all the enlightenment he had exhausted during these three days and combined all the related methods he had seen.

He knew that when Jin Hanxue achieved the foundation of the heavenly way, it was time to really embark on the road of cultivation.

With her current foundation, this divine method should be able to help her achieve Zidan.

More importantly, even a purple pill would not exhaust her potential.

Therefore, this divine method incorporates the three divine methods that Fang Yuan saw in Langya Pavilion, as well as certain changes in the Xuanhuang Qi Jue that he derived. Based on the method of Fengxue, the achievements are incalculable. What's more, Fang Yuan has tried his best to deduce the path of this divine method, so that Jin Hanxue can pursue other creations after he has achieved Zidan.

After doing all this, Fang Yuan took a look at Jin Hanxue and closed the formation.

If you can do something for her, just do something...

What else?

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The white cat didn't know where to play again, and Jin Hanxue's path was cleared, so Fang Yuan could relax and do his own thing slowly, cultivating that heart sword that can't cut anything, and at the same time integrate this kendo method.

Gradually, time is disappearing year by year.

In the sixth year, Qingyang Jianzhi's sword intent also disappeared.

Fang Yuan knew the reason, this sword intent was left on the snowfield by Qingyang Jianzhi, it was not intentional, it was also a rootless weed, it was too condensed, so on this snowfield, it was ravaged by wind and snow for hundreds of years, and it still existed, but when Fang Yuan discovered this sword intent and communicated with it, he was already consuming the power of this sword intent, bit by bit, until the power was exhausted.

In a sense, this sword intent is waiting to be eaten by Fang Yuan.

After all, the truth contained in this sword intent was indeed almost taken out by Fang Yuan.

In this way, in the boundless wind and snow, another year has passed.

Fang Yuan has forgotten the time.

It seems that the world has forgotten him.

Staying on this snowy field, he only has the training of swordsmanship left in his heart.

Here, he can't see other people's existence, and he can't hear some major events happening in the world. Instead, he avoids distractions, and can devote all his energy to the cultivation of Xinjian.

So, ten years have passed.

Until this day, in the southern part of Kyushu, a mass of blood suddenly rose up, like a border of blood fringing the sky.

It was also at this moment that Fang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes on a whim.