Fang Xian left the city and formed a spell. He circulated his magic power and refined the Six Imperial Horse. He threw it into the air and it turned into a majestic horse. The light around its body was resplendent and turned into auspicious clouds that surged under its four hooves.
"What a great arcane artifact!"
He let out a loud laugh and mounted it. The Six Imperial Horses galloped up into the sky as fast as lightning.
After flying for a few hundred miles, Fang Xian felt that his arcane energy was running out. He then landed on a mountain and meditated to recover his arcane energy.
"A disciple of a prestigious sect is so generous … The key is that this cloud is refined righteously and not evil. It's grand and majestic. I won't be mistaken as an evil demon by an expert who can kill me with sword energy if they don't like it …"
Among the unorthodox sects, there was a similar flying arcane artifact called the Six Yin Buddha Horse.
It required the slaughter of six horses and the extraction of their souls. Then, it would be refined with blood qi and evil qi. When it was used, the wind would blow and the blood qi was oppressive. It was obvious that the person riding it was not a good person.
One's reputation was very important.
Even though he was once a little devil, Fang Xian was now a disciple of a prestigious sect!
With the Six Royal Horses, Fang Xian could travel in one day as fast as ten days in the past.
This was also because he was careful and avoided dangerous places. He would hide at the slightest sign of trouble.
Fortunately, there were very few cultivators in the human world, so no trouble came to him.
This might be because of his great fortune. If it was the previous him, it would be hard to say.
…
In a forest.
Fang Xian grabbed the organs of a century-old turtle and a scene appeared in front of him.
First, it was three connected mountains. The scene zoomed in and stopped at a mountain stream. Among the dense vines, a cave appeared.
He looked up and saw three mountains standing proudly not far away. He couldn't help but sigh.
"My fortuitous encounter is right here …"
The place that he had been thinking about was finally in front of him, but he didn't feel much joy.
Thinking back to the actions of Cao Qiu, a disciple of a reputable sect, he felt even more apprehensive.
"If there's a treasure here, it should be for Shushan Yin Qiuxian … Of course, it's mine now. But how do I offset this fate?"
"Perhaps most of it will go to Shushan. After all, it was Senior who planned to give it to the Three Immortals and the Two Heroes. However, a small portion will definitely fall into my hands …"
"If I insist on not enrolling in Shushan Sword School, it won't be as simple as returning the treasure. At the very least, I'll have to do a few things for Shushan and the person who left the treasure behind …"
In fact, Fang Xian felt that those masters from Shushan Sword School might not be able to reason with him. Wouldn't it be better to just sweep Shushan away?
At that time, even if she didn't want to, she would still have to acknowledge him as her master.
Moreover, if he insisted on doing things his own way, he might even be sent into the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn in his next life!
Of course, the reputable sects would not kill him personally. Instead, they would watch him fall into the cycle of death and reincarnate as the last strand of his soul.
There were so many complicated calculations involved that it gave Fang Xian a headache.
"But I'm not Yin Qiuxian after all …"
"This is a huge responsibility. If it gets exposed in the future, hehe …"
"Forget it. Although I know there's some risk in this' investment ', I have no choice but to swallow it if I want to develop quickly."
After thinking about it, Fang Xian made up his mind to find the mountain stream and the ancient vine cave.
The cave was not deep. It only took him a few dozen feet to reach the end.
He felt along the stone wall with his palm and secretly used his spiritual power to sense. He felt something strange and immediately dug it open. Instantly, he saw a jade box.
On the surface of the box, there was a message. The person who left the message called himself 'Master Heavenly Fire'. He was a senior who ascended a thousand years ago. He said that this box must have been obtained by the head of the three immortals from Shushan Sect. There was a bottle of jade inside that was best for increasing vitality and replenishing one's foundation. Other than that, there was also a 'Purple Mansion Heavenly Book' and a magical treasure 'Nine Heavens Mystic Fire Mirror'. He hoped that the next generation could obtain it and carry it forward to help the righteous path …
Fang Xian wanted to ask, 'Is your face swollen?'
"Hmm, this senior must have predicted that Shushan would prosper and left behind magical treasures and books to give to others, hoping that he could get a share of the good karma?"
He roughly guessed Master Heavenly Fire's plan and prepared to open the treasure box.
Historically, such things had to be done with extreme caution. If he was not careful, the treasure might have a spirit and fly away on its own.
But Fang Xian was not afraid. After all, he was the destined master of these treasures!
He immediately opened the jade box. Inside was a jade bottle, a purple jade book, and an ancient bronze mirror. They were all simple and unadorned. They did not seem to have any intention of moving.
What Fang Xian cared about the most was naturally the 'Purple Mansion Heavenly Book'. He quickly picked up the purple jade book and immersed his divine sense into it.
In an instant, Purple Mansion True Talismans appeared one by one, with a large number of annotations beside them.
At the end, there was a message left by Master Heavenly Fire, letting Fang Xian know that this' Purple Mansion Heavenly Book 'recorded the main dao techniques of Master Heavenly Fire, as well as the two supplementary books of alchemy and weapon forging.
Master Heavenly Fire felt that the head of the three immortals must have cultivated the true dao techniques of Shushan. There was no need for him to learn anything else. He only needed to cultivate the supplementary books. As for the legacy techniques, he could ask the fated person to find a disciple and pass it on to him.
But Fang Xian was not the head of the three immortals of Shushan. He hurriedly looked at it and was momentarily intoxicated.
All cultivators knew that the path of cultivation was divided into the 'Developing', 'Talisman Seed', 'Mystique', 'Golden Pill', 'Dharma', 'Primordial Soul', and 'Passing Calamity'.
But the mysteries within were the secrets of the major orthodox Xuanmen. Some of the unorthodox sects had good origins, but itinerant cultivators could not even think of peeking at them.
For example, in the 'Developing' realm, one had to complete one's foundation and cultivate high-quality spiritual power. Only then could one build a good foundation and advance to the 'Talisman Seed'!
In the 'Talisman Seed' realm, one needed to use spiritual power to build a 'Spiritual Seed' in one's dantian. One could form a technique with a single thought. After entering this realm, one could cast a technique with a single technique. It was extremely convenient.
And in the 'Mystique' realm, one had to combine many techniques to form a 'Natural Mystique'. Once this Natural Mystique was formed, one could instantly fly and enter and exit the dark sky like a deity.
But disciples who had not received the true teachings would not know that there were three different levels of techniques in this world: techniques, spiritual techniques, and Dao Formulas!
If one only used techniques to form their Natural Mystique, then it would be impossible for them to reach Core Formation.
If there were spiritual techniques in it, then they might be able to reach Core Formation.
Only by receiving the true teachings and cultivating a Natural Mystique at the level of a Dao Formula could one have a chance of reaching Core Formation and continue to climb on the path of cultivation!
Fang Xian was drenched in cold sweat. This was incredible. How many detours and time would it take for a Natural Mystique for an average itinerant cultivator to reach Core Formation?
"That's not right … I only have a body of heterogeneous spiritual power. In terms of grade, it's not even passable … I'm afraid I won't even be able to form my Natural Mystique …"
He shook his head and smiled bitterly.
The path of cultivation was so difficult. It was no wonder that many unorthodox sects had no hope of attaining enlightenment in their lifetime!
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