Fang Xing, who was under the waterfall, was keenly aware of the subtle changes in the water flow. At the same time, he felt a strong sense of danger coming from above. At this moment, he let out a muffled roar and clenched his teeth. Then, the spiritual energy in his body began to circulate crazily. At this moment, a pair of golden wings that were more than three meters long appeared on his back. He suddenly flapped them under the waterfall and soared into the sky against the waterfall.
Rumble. In the blink of an eye, the 500-kilogram boulder fell with the force of ten thousand kilograms.
"108,000 swords, cut for me!"
Fang Xing roared and rushed toward the waterfall. The two wings on his back flapped, and golden sword shadows appeared. If one looked closely, they would find that the two wings on his back were actually made up of golden sword light. With a single thought, more than ten sword lights rushed out, intertwining like flying swords, and slashed at the bluestone.
"Swish, swish, swish …"
The water was split open, and beautiful splashes bloomed. The golden sword Qi collided with the bluestone, and immediately left crisscrossed marks on the bluestone. However, the bluestone was too heavy to be cut open. It still smashed heavily toward Fang Xing. In Fang Xing's heart, the strong sense of danger had reached the extreme. His heart suddenly tightened, and he wanted to escape immediately.
However, he did not do so. Instead, he used the last bit of time to condense all the spiritual energy.
"Swish …"
On the two golden wings, another sword light flew up.
This time, there was only one, but it was unusually real, as if it was a real high-grade flying sword.
The sword light rose against the current, with a resolute aura.
"Bang …"
The bluestone fell, and the sword light slashed at the bluestone when it was only ten meters away from Fang Xing.
With a loud bang, the bluestone exploded into two halves. It brushed past Fang Xing's body and fell into the clear pool under the waterfall, causing two splashes of water that were more than ten meters high. Then, it crashed into the bottom of the pool and broke into pieces. It was obvious how powerful the force was.
At this moment, Fang Xing was also exhausted. The golden wings completely disappeared, and his whole body fell along with the water.
"Swish …"
At that moment, the Golden Crow flew down and grabbed Fang Xing's arm with its claws, pulling him out of the range of the waterfall. The Golden Crow looked down at Fang Xing and sighed, "How is this cultivation? It's clearly playing with your life!"
Fang Xing's face was deathly pale, and his smile was somewhat forced. "Haha, this is called 'the bold die from overeating, the timid die from starvation' …"
The Golden Crow smacked his lips and didn't say anything, but he was also a little impressed.
Although its cultivation level was not high, it had a wild temperament. In the past seven or eight years, it had traveled around the four regions and met all kinds of people, but it was rare to see someone like this little brat. Especially after seeing his cultivation method, it had a glimmer of hope in its heart. Perhaps if it wanted to find a true ally to help it accomplish that great thing in the future, it really had to have someone like him …
The Golden Crow was not stupid, and it did not really want to be a human's mount for the rest of its life.
During this period of time, it stayed in the Blue Cloud Sect because it knew that the Hundred Beasts Sect had guessed that it might sneak into the Chu Territory. It was afraid that it would be caught once it went out. Originally, it planned to hide for a while and then escape. But just as it was about to move, Fang Xing gave it a secret cultivation method of the Great Peng clan. It was a good thing that could greatly enhance its flying speed.
With this item, the Golden Crow decided not to run away for the time being. It wanted to see what other good stuff the little brat had. At this moment, after witnessing the little brat's ferocious cultivation, the Golden Crow was impressed.
Although this little brat's cultivation level was still very low, in the future, he might really be able to soar into the sky!
Gradually, the Golden Crow's mentality changed from that of having to escape to the mentality of staying and observing.
Of course, Fang Xing did not know that the Golden Crow was blindly thinking about it, and he had already started to think about a complete cultivation plan.
In these three years, Bai Qianzhang had laid the most solid foundation for him and taught him the most useful principles. Fang Xing didn't care about some goals that ordinary people thought were impossible to achieve. He had to research it himself.
Although the profound formula given by Daphne, in the eyes of ordinary people, would be difficult to achieve in half a year, but Fang Xing felt that there was great hope.
Those who were bold would be stuffed to death, while those who were timid would starve to death. Between life and death, there was great potential.
Therefore, Fang Xing chose this method to hone his cultivation of the 108,000 Swords.
This formula was born from the innate divine ability of the Great Peng clan. Thus, it had the shadow of the Great Peng clan. Once it was activated, two golden wings would appear on his back. For the Great Peng clan, using their feathers as swords, they would be able to use this technique to its fullest potential. But for Fang Xing, because the two golden wings were formed from spiritual energy, the difficulty was much higher. He had to use spiritual energy to achieve the true effect of the sword qi.
Fortunately, Fang Xing's spiritual energy was condensed. Although he was only at the sixth level of spirit formation, it was more condensed than some of the ninth level spirit formation cultivators. Thus, the golden wings that he formed were very condensed. It could be said that he had an advantage compared to others. In addition, this kind of cultivation method could easily take someone's life. Between the crisis of life and death, it was easier for a cultivator to use their spiritual sense to the extreme, making it twice the result with half the effort.
This was the first time he used this method to cultivate. Although it was successful, it exhausted Fang Xing's spiritual energy. He sat cross-legged and drank a few mouthfuls of spirit wine to replenish his spiritual energy. When his spiritual energy was more or less recovered, he began to train again. Seeing Fang Xing like this, Jin Wu admired him and began to cooperate, completely following Fang Xing's instructions.
Just like this, day after day, Fang Xing's ascetic cultivation method continued. From one thousand catty boulder to two thousand catty boulders, then five thousand catty boulders … … Every day, he would train for six hours. When it was about time, he would return to Hidden Dragon Valley to sleep. Once he woke up, he would train again. Naturally, there were many dangers in between. There were a few times when Fang Xing was unable to cut open the falling boulder and was directly smashed into the pool. However, he had prepared spiritual medicine in advance, and with his strong physique, he recovered very quickly.
Under this kind of training, his cultivation also rose rapidly and had already reached the Spirit Formation 6th Layer Great Circle.
In the eyes of others, this speed of his was really ordinary. Especially under the situation where he consumed ten times more resources than an ordinary person, it was really a bit shocking. It was so slow that it made people's teeth hurt. However, Fang Xing was very clear in his heart that with his strict requirement for spiritual energy, to be able to raise his cultivation so quickly was already a very rare thing.
Fortunately, he had money now, which was why he was able to withstand such consumption. Just from this trip to Disorderly Desolate Mountain, he had obtained nearly a thousand stalks of Dream Soul Grass, a fire type seventh rank monster core, and an earth type ninth rank monster core. Furthermore, the resources that Duan Zhen Zi's disciple had counted into the public account were finally distributed to him. Later on, when the Dao Sect rewarded the top ten disciples who performed well in the Disorderly Desolate Mountain, he naturally received a share of it. A total of a hundred mid-grade spirit stones and various kinds of medicinal pills were all sent to Hidden Dragon Valley.
These kinds of things were all real resources and were also what cultivators valued the most. With it, cultivation would be very simple. Without it, cultivation would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens. The current Fang Xing not only had more than enough resources for cultivation, he also had the Demon Clan's Profound Formula from Daphne, and even more so, he had the determination to risk his life for cultivation. It would be strange if his strength did not increase.
During this period of time, Xiao Man was not confined by Elder Qing Niao. Instead, she often came to visit him. Elder Qing Niao's attitude towards Xiao Man seemed to have relaxed a lot. In the past, aside from secluded cultivation, Xiao Man would always follow by Elder Qing Niao's side. It was simply impossible for her to frequently go out to visit a male disciple.
After some understanding, Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh. The current Xiao Man's improvement was too great. Not only did she possess the cultivation of Spirit Formation Sixth Layer, her pill mastery had also reached a considerable level.
The higher the pill mastery, the higher the grade of the medicinal pill that could be refined, and the greater the chance of success. When he knew that Xiao Man was already preparing to refine the Spirit Formation Seventh Layer Rank Breaking Pill, but her technique wasn't very proficient and Elder Qing Niao was still reluctant to let her refine it, Fang Xing generously placed all the resources in front of Xiao Man, revealing the elegance of a young master.
"Refine! There's nothing much to say, it's just refining. This young master has plenty of resources, feel free to refine it. Even if you destroy ten furnaces, as long as one furnace succeeds, it's fine. I'm waiting to use the Rank Breaking Pill. Don't be afraid of wasting it, just be quick! "
At this moment, even Xiao Man was stunned.
In her mind, Elder Qing Niao and the other senior and junior sisters had always instilled a principle in her. That is, the life of an ordinary sect disciple is very bitter. The reason why she could have such a good condition was purely because her master doted on her. That's why she was rewarded with a lot of resources, allowing her to cultivate all the way to Spirit Formation Sixth Layer without worrying about resources. She even learned profound pill mastery.
It was also because of this thought that when she came to visit Fang Xing previously, she would secretly give him some high rank Monster Spirit Pills. But now, it seems that this young master of hers was not poorer than her …
Xiao Man was also not polite. To her and Fang Xing, there was no concept of politeness between the two of them. She happily took fifty stalks of Dream Soul Grass and three hundred mid-grade spirit stones and left. With these things, she would be able to buy enough materials to refine five Rank Seven Spirit Formation Breaking Pills and try to refine them without any worries.
And from Xiao Man's mouth, Fang Xing also found out that Xu Lingyun had indeed obtained three high rank nine Monster Spirit Pills from Elder Qing Niao. Furthermore, he used his own spiritual energy to help her refine them. Now, her cultivation had already reached Spirit Formation Ninth Layer. Furthermore, she cultivated the Azure Flame Forging Art that was improved by Elder Bai Qianzhang. Now, she was in seclusion to refine her spiritual energy even more.
"That's right, Young Master, Master hinted me to find out what kind of cultivation art Martial Uncle Bai passed down to you. Do you have any way to deal with it?"
Before leaving, Xiao Man suddenly thought of something and worriedly told Fang Xing.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
