Three years later, Fang Xing's name once again resounded in the Blue Cloud Sect.
After entering the inner sect three years ago, no one had heard any news about Fang Xing. This was because after Lin Qingxue was imprisoned for half a year, she had once crazily tried to find Fang Xing for revenge. However, she had not been able to find him, causing a huge uproar. Many inner sect disciples knew about Fang Xing, but they had never seen him. This guy who was used to causing trouble seemed to have disappeared.
It was only now that Fang Xing had reappeared. Elder Bai Qianzhang had taken a liking to Fang Xing, who had taken him under his wing and taught him for three years. Fang Xing had been chosen to be Elder Bai Qianzhang's successor, but he had been too naughty and mischievous, and had wasted three years of Elder Bai Qianzhang's time. In the end, he had failed to accept Elder Bai Qianzhang's legacy and had been expelled.
For a moment, the sect became a laughing stock.
Those who got the opportunity but couldn't grasp it were more pitiful than those who didn't get the opportunity.
"Have you heard? It's said that this fellow's innate talent isn't very high, only at D grade aptitude. It's only because he unintentionally broke one of Elder Bai's chess games that Elder Bai agreed to give him a chance. Who would have thought that this fellow actually didn't grasp the opportunity? In the span of three years, Elder Bai has been teaching him diligently, but he's still playing poorly. In the end, he angered Elder Bai and was directly expelled … "
"Isn't that so? He followed the heaven-defying Elder Bai Qianzhang and cultivated for three years, but he's still in the fourth level of spirit formation!"
"That kid was the first to enter the inner sect. He's still young and has a bright future. But now, he's lost in the crowd … …"
"Although he's smart, he might not be good!"
Similar discussions gradually spread out in the Blue Cloud Sect.
At this time, Fang Xing had already found a cave in the Bai Si Cliff and drank leisurely all day.
In these three years, he fought countless battles and never had a good rest. Now that he finally has some free time, he naturally wants to enjoy it.
"Look at that fellow! He's lying on the hillside drinking wine in broad daylight, not bothering to cultivate at all. No wonder he was chased out by Elder Bai …"
"Hmph, this person has already given up. If he misses this opportunity, his future path will be difficult!"
In the distance, people would whisper and point at Fang Xing from time to time.
As far as they were concerned, Fang Xing was simply a negative example on the path of cultivation. He was a classic example of someone who couldn't be taught.
"What are you looking at? I'll dig your eyeballs out! "
Fang Xing sat up and shouted at the guys who had been secretly giving him pointers.
"What a fierce guy. Why don't we teach him a lesson together?"
"Don't cause trouble. Although this guy is young, he entered the inner court three years earlier than us after all. Perhaps he has some formidable abilities!"
"Yes, yes. This guy caused trouble before he entered the inner court. Senior Sister Lin Qingxue of the Vermilion Cloud Valley said three years ago that no matter who killed this boy, she would reward them generously. This boy can live for who knows how long, so why provoke him?"
When the disciples saw this, they immediately turned their gazes away in fear. Even though there were a few who looked rather unconvinced, they were pulled away by others. After all, the people who lived in the Bai Si Cliff were all disciples who had just entered the inner court not long ago. Their cultivation was not high.
The Bai Si Cliff was where the outer court disciples lived when they first entered the inner court. Once they entered this place, they would begin to cultivate one of the five techniques of the Blue Cloud Sect. When they had cultivated it to a certain degree, they could enter the four valleys and one hall of the Blue Cloud Sect to continue cultivating according to the characteristics of the technique. The four valleys were the Vermilion Cloud Valley for alchemy, the Makshin Valley for forging, the Scripture Valley for inscriptions, and the Mountain Valley for array research.
And that hall was the Hall of Worship of Heaven.
The meaning of the two words "worship of heaven" originated from the words of the ancestors: worship heaven to establish the Dao.
Obey the mandate of heaven to exterminate demons.
The demons referred to in this sentence were not only demons, but also enemies of the Blue Cloud Sect.
For cultivators, anyone who could not get along with them was a demon!
To put it bluntly, it could also be understood that the disciples who cultivated in the Hall of Worship of Heaven were the combat power cultivated by the Blue Cloud Sect.
The Hall of Worship of Heaven was the hall where the Blue Cloud Sect's combat cultivators gathered. All the disciples who wholeheartedly cultivated the Dao of fighting would enter this hall. However, the number of disciples was very small. The other four valleys had at least a hundred disciples, but in the Hall of Worship of Heaven, there were only about ten disciples. Moreover, these ten disciples were all elites who were selected from the other four valleys.
The disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect rarely chose to cultivate the Blue Cloud Nine Swords Technique directly. No matter how much they liked combat cultivators, they would usually first cultivate other techniques and master the ability to establish themselves in the cultivation world before turning to study the Blue Cloud Nine Swords Technique.
Fang Xing planned to enter this hall and continue his path as a combat cultivator until the end.
"Forget it, I have to take it one step at a time. I'll go borrow some basic techniques to comprehend!"
Holding the wine gourd, Fang Xing slowly walked toward the Scripture Depository on the Flying Rock Peak.
Basic spells were spells that people with cultivation had to master. It was similar to basic skills.
Perhaps they were not very useful in a battle between cultivators. However, if one did not know how to use them, it would be very difficult to further cultivate other techniques.
In the past three years of traveling in the human world, Bai Qianzhang had asked Fang Xing to slay demons and cultivate himself. However, he did not give him any pointers on his techniques. Now, not only did he not make a breakthrough in his cultivation, his mastery of techniques did not increase either. He had to borrow these basic things first and slowly comprehend them, just like when he first cultivated the Gravitational Spell.
Following the mountain path around the Flying Tiger Crag, he could see a large hall hidden between the green pines and cypresses in the distance. The large hall was extremely tall and majestic. It was about a hundred feet in size and about a hundred feet in height. It was built entirely of black rocks and appeared cold. In front of the large hall was a square with a circumference of a hundred feet. It was paved with white jade and was extremely spacious. On the main door of the large hall, there was a huge horizontal board with the words "Scripture Depository Hall."
From time to time, he could see disciples dressed in blue robes chatting and laughing as they walked in and out of the hall.
A hint of anticipation rose in Fang Xing's heart as he strode towards the Scripture Depository Hall. Upon entering the Scripture Depository Hall, he saw a long passageway at the front. On the walls of the hall were simple stone carvings, depicting famous cultivators slaying demons and devils throughout the ages. For example, Hong Yi killing his father, Ye Fan covering the sky, Miao Yi stealing his wife, and so on. Although the carvings were crude, they were vivid and lifelike.
At the end of the passageway, he saw an antique long table with an elder in the ninth level of Spirit Formation standing guard behind it. After Fang Xing showed his jade token, he entered the side hall where low-level techniques were stored.
Sweeping his gaze across, his eyes were filled with jade books. They were all low-level Mystic Artifact jade books that were used to record techniques. The number was astonishing.
Picking up a Gravitational Technique book, Fang Xing inserted his spiritual energy into it. Very quickly, words appeared on the jade book: Basic Technique of Gravitational Technique, commonly known as Capturing Dragon and Controlling Crane Technique. If you wish to cultivate it, your spiritual energy must revolve nine times … … The contents were no different from the secret manual that Fang Xing had seen before. Fang Xing casually glanced through it. Seeing that there was no new content, he threw it away.
Continuing to look, jade books were placed on the wooden shelves in the side hall. It was dazzling and dazzling … …
Gravitational Technique, Fire Manipulation Technique, Dharma Eye Technique, Ghost Beating Technique, Breath Holding Technique, Shadow Splitting Technique, Barrier Technique … …
Fang Xing looked left and right. The more he looked, the more he liked it. He felt that every single one of them was useful and he wanted to learn them all. With a swift eye, he picked up the jade books one by one and piled them up high in his arms. Then he excitedly went to the guard elder to register them.
The guard elder's eyes widened when he saw it. He shouted, "So many? Kid, don't you know that you need to pay to copy the jade books? "
With a crash, Fang Xing piled the jade books on the long table. He said, "Copy as many as you want. There's money!"
In the past three years that he had been slaying demons, the resources he had consumed were basically the demon cores that he had obtained from slaying demons. Some of the spiritual medicines that he had used were unknown where Bai Qianzhang had found them. Therefore, the spirit stones that he had saved up were still there. There were at least two or three hundred of them. He thought that it would not be a problem to pay for a few jade books.
The elder didn't say anything. He looked at Fang Xing and slowly counted the number of jade books. When he was done, he looked at Fang Xing and said, "Copying one jade book costs a hundred spirit stones. You have a total of thirteen jade books. That's one thousand three hundred spirit stones … …"
Fang Xing jumped in fright and exclaimed, "It can't be, it's so expensive?"
The elder said slowly, "Not to mention the value of these techniques, just these jade books cost a lot of money. Charging you a hundred spirit stones for each book is already very low … …"
Fang Xing was stunned. He complained, "I can't afford it … …"
The elder said, "Then pick a few more important ones. Kid, you can't become fat in one bite. These jade books can only be kept for seven days. After seven days, they will automatically disappear. In these seven days, how many spells can you learn? When the time is up, all the jade books will become blank. Those that you haven't read will be equivalent to wasting your money! "
Fang Xing scratched his head. He said, "Alright, I'll pick!"
After flipping and choosing for a long time, he finally chose three books. They were the Dharma Eye Technique, the Barrier Technique, and the Sensing Technique.
The elder took out three blank jade books and made a hand seal. Very quickly, the contents of the three jade books were copied into the blank jade book. Then, he threw it in front of Fang Xing and stretched out his hand, "Three hundred spirit stones …"
"It's still too expensive … …"
Fang Xing muttered. He poured out all the spirit stones from his Heavenly Cave Ring and counted them one by one.
After he finished counting, he was suddenly stunned.
He was still short of nine spirit stones?
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