Half a month later.
Somewhere in the wilderness, inside a cave.
Fang Xian sat cross-legged with a few ancient manuals placed in front of him.
These were the techniques he had borrowed from the Bodhi Monastery.
He was not Chu Kuangren. He would not stay in the Bodhi Monastery and wait for the two Grandmasters to come knocking.
Getting what he wanted and leaving immediately made Fang Xinben so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.
"Hmm, as expected of one of the six great sects. They have a rich collection, especially the Golden Warrior Mixed Yuan Physique and the Secret Three Transmigration Technique! The former is said to be a simplified version of the Rushi Monastery's ultimate technique, while the latter is a spiritual technique! "
With two cultivation techniques in his hands, Fang Xian would benefit greatly.
The Secret Three Transmigration Technique, in particular, was a spiritual attack technique. By entangling the enemy's mind with one's own, one would enter a large-scale illusion that would make one feel like they had reincarnated for three lifetimes.
This was not what Fang Xian was interested in. Instead, he was interested in the first half of the technique to strengthen one's true self.
After all, this technique was very dangerous. The caster would also be confused by the illusion, so he would need to strengthen himself.
"Once I successfully learn this technique, I'll be able to strengthen my true self. Coincidentally, my Attribute Pane is close to meeting the requirements to learn the Record of Dongxuan. I can give it a try then …"
He was a man of action. He would do whatever he wanted.
First, he spent a month to cultivate the Secret Three Transmigration Technique to strengthen one's mind to the Small Success Level.
Then, Fang Xian found an opportunity to adjust his body and mind and began to learn the Record of Dongxuan!
Clang!
Clang!
A Grandmaster's mind was in harmony with the heavens and the earth, understanding nature.
His spiritual energy was boundless, but it seemed like he was in contact with a higher level of … chaos!
It was hazy, blurry, and there seemed to be a lot of strange sounds mixed in it.
Fang Xian felt dizzy and his head swelled up as if it was about to explode.
Under this state, the contents of the Record of Dongxuan became more understandable.
The strange lines seemed to have a life of their own. They wriggled and combined to form new words and contents.
However, when he wanted to read it more carefully, he realized that he could not understand a single word.
Only some strange realizations appeared in his mind.
...
"Phew …"
The sky was bright.
Fang Xian stood up, drenched in sweat. "That was close … this kind of enlightenment is still very dangerous. If not for the protection of that mental cultivation method from the Bodhi Zen Monastery, I might have sunk into oblivion …"
Thinking back to yesterday's content, he realized that he had forgotten most of it.
Only some hazy content lingered in his heart.
"Dao can be Dao, but is it an unchanging Dao?"
He muttered to himself and looked at his attribute window.
…
[Talent: Mystic Eye]
[Primordial Origin Vital Energy: Phenomenal Success]
[White Tiger's Seven Slaughter Evil Skill: Stage Four]
…
"I broke through … unknowingly?"
The White Tiger's Seven Slaughter Fists was an Innate Ultimate Art of this world, but there were only three levels to it.
Fang Xian had already trained to the highest realm on Heaven Receiving Peak.
But now, through the enlightenment he had gained last night, he seemed to have pushed through the old and brought forth new ideas in this evil art, entering a more profound level!
"It's just that … I'm afraid that it has long since deviated from the creator's original intentions and turned into a terrifying demonic art!"
He laughed bitterly and carefully felt the difference.
"It seems that the total amount of True Qi and other aspects haven't changed … Is this the limit of this world?
"Then where is the change in the fourth level?"
Fang Xian came to the forest outside and suddenly activated the art to its peak.
Roar!
A Three-Eyed Evil Striped White Tiger appeared behind him, and the black and red light around it became even more intense.
Many small beasts were scared out of their wits and fell in the bushes.
"I can feel that the White Tiger Dharma Power behind me has changed, specifically …"
He stretched out his hand and killed a wild rabbit.
In an instant, the White Tiger Dharma Power behind him seemed to have become a "black hole" and produced a suction force.
Traces of blood or something else were extracted from the wild rabbit's body and injected into the White Tiger Dharma Power.
After that, the wild rabbit's body became extremely dry, like a mummy.
"Not enough!"
Fang Xian's eyes narrowed. He found two wild boars and three deer and sacrificed them one by one.
This time, the White Tiger Dharma Power finally reacted.
Traces of heat flowed into his body and formed True Qi.
"What is this? Absorbing the Blood Qi or something within the White Tiger's area of influence and storing it in the Dharma Power to replenish my True Qi and Essence? It's like using a plug-in that has unlimited endurance? As long as there are enough ants attacking me, I won't run out of True Qi? "
"It feels okay. For a group fight, it's practically invincible … Even if a Grandmaster's mind is One with Heaven, he is still a human after all. There are limits to his body …"
"It's just that … it's a little bloody. It seems like everything recorded in the Record of Dongxuan is this kind of demonic, bloody, and strange cultivation method …"
Fang Xian shook his head. "Once I've mastered this art, I can already challenge two Grandmasters."
He was very sure that he was the strongest in this world!
"Let's just send a letter of challenge. If this drags on for too long, Taoist Jian and Monk Zhifan might cause trouble for Yu Longjiao and the others …"
…
Golden Breeze Drizzle Building.
Yu Longjiao, Guan Sheng, and Linghu gathered together.
"I didn't expect … that person to attack the mountain gate of Bodhi Zen Monastery. I'm afraid the six major sects are in danger now!"
Linghu sighed.
This newly ascended Grandmaster had first taken Emperor Yuanwu's head amidst thousands of troops, shocking the world. Then, after a short period of silence, he did such a big thing again, shocking even Linghu.
"I'm sending you this letter to remind you to be careful …"
Yu Longjiao laughed bitterly. "Fang Xian's actions will definitely provoke those righteous sects. We need to be wary of what they'll do … For example, what they did to Senior Chu Kuangren."
"That person has nothing to worry about and no background. It's like he popped out of a rock … We won't be able to get anything on him, right?" Guan Sheng was very open-minded.
"But in the eyes of the world, he's still somewhat related to us three heretic Grandmasters and Bao Qian … Although our relationship isn't that great, and it's a joke to ask him to surrender, but threatening him might have some effect …" Yu Longjiao sighed faintly.
"This is really …"
Guan Sheng and Linghu looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
They had a lot of family and a lot of disciples, but they could not be as carefree as Fang Xian.
"With the three of us together, we're not afraid of the six great sects' Grandmasters, but in the end, I'm afraid those two will come to us!" Yu Longjiao said.
"There's nothing we can do …" Linghu shook his head.
Suddenly, a Golden Breeze Drizzle Building manager asked for an audience.
"What's going on? Didn't I order that no one is to disturb us during the meeting? "Yu Longjiao frowned.
"Tower Master, you're the one who ordered us to immediately report if there's news of that senior, no matter when or where," the person quickly replied.
"Hmm? Give it to me! "
Yu Longjiao immediately opened the door and received the report. She glanced at it, and her expression changed.
"What happened?" Guan Sheng and Linghu quickly asked.
"Fang Xian asked us to send a message to the Brahman and Daoist Schools, agreeing to visit them on the sixth of June!" Yu Longjiao gasped. "Is he going to fight two Grandmasters alone?"
"If that's the case, let's go and watch the battle." Linghu and Guan Sheng looked at each other and felt relieved.
With this, the righteous sects would not specifically target them.
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