choke!

The snowstorm sword is in hand.

Fang Xing struck out with his sword, and thunder exploded in the void.

"Sword Qi and Thunder Sound have become more proficient."

"If I just relied on my foundation-building cultivation to perform it forcefully before, this time I have completely understood it...mellowly and freely."

"Even though I am a qi-training monk now, I can still use the art of sword energy and thunder in actual combat. The true energy shield of ordinary monks in the early stages of foundation building cannot withstand the power of my sword at all!"

"No wonder these Tianjian Sect disciples like to climb mountains to hone their sword skills..."

Fang Xing smiled slightly and took a step forward.

Boom!

He stood firmly on the two hundred steps, and there seemed to be a figure in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, dancing with a sword!

The sound of sword energy and thunder is like charging a bull in a fight!

"He...he is a disciple from the outer hall, and he actually walked two hundred steps!"

At the foot of the mountain, the Tianjian Sect disciple's eyes widened: "This... this is enough to enter the inner gate!"

The kneeling mortal boy raised his head and looked at Fang Xing's back with envy.

"No...he...is still climbing!"

Many disciples of the Tianjian Sect couldn't help but stop their movements and stared blankly at the young figure.

"We are all disciples. If you can be a true disciple, don't be an inner sect..."

With a smile on his face, Fang Xing climbed the mountain step by step.

"Although... the real sword... it's quite ugly."

As he continued to climb, he also felt pressure.

Although the talent of Tianpin Golden Spiritual Root is a perfect match for sword cultivators, he is not a sword cultivator after all.

Nowadays, it is all based on good talent and high cultivation level... I am carrying it hard!

Of course, there are advantages to being able to resist.

Fang Xing climbed the 300th step, and suddenly felt that he had some more insights about the transformation of sword qi into gang.

"Condensing Sword Gang!"

"It's a pity that I missed a good sword."

He looked at the flying sword in his hand, and the Fengxue Sword actually let out a mournful cry.

…

Deep in the Qunjian Peak, on top of a majestic and precipitous peak.

Kong Fengge, the real person of Broken Sword, has long and narrow eyes, thin cheeks, and looks full of sorrow.

If we go by the opinions of ordinary fortune tellers, he has a decayed appearance and is destined to be poor. He is completely incompatible with the overlord sect that rules the Qi Kingdom and the monks in the late stage of Jiedan.

At this time, a sword cry suddenly came from the sword hall.

A flying sword flew from the window and fell into the Broken Sword Realm Kong Feng Singer.

"Oh? Are there any disciples from outside the hall who have climbed the 200 steps to Jianxin Peak?"

Master Broken Sword didn't think much of this.

When he was young, he was a real swordsman. He once fought a hundred sword fights undefeated, and returned with his clothes stained red.

"Still climbing, have you reached level 350?"

"Could it be that today, the sect is going to release another true biography?"

Master Broken Sword frowned: "Fang Xing... just joined the outer hall a few days ago?"

He flicked his fingers, and a sword light flew out, turning into a flying sword, whizzing away.

This is Tianjian Sect’s ‘Flying Sword Message’.

Not long after, Deacon Xue, carrying a purple jade fishing rod, walked into the sword hall: "Meet the sect leader!"

"No ceremony... Today our sect will have one more true biography. You can watch the ceremony from the side."

Master Broken Sword smiled slightly and said.

"This son's background is relatively innocent, and he has passed the Heart-Questing Talisman test... But it has only been like this for a few days. Is it too high-profile?" Deacon Xue hesitated.

"It is precisely because it is high-profile that it is not a secret practice."

Master Duanjian disagreed: "What's more... no sect would be willing to use such qualifications and talents to become Anjian. To say the least, even Anjian would not be the same after becoming a sword cultivator of our sect...

If he can defeat me with the sword in his hand, what does it matter even if the sect master lets him do it? Can other sects have this condition?"

Deacon Xue suddenly stopped talking.

This is the sword cultivation of Tianjian Sect!

Domineering and confident!

…

Sword Heart Peak.

"There must be some treasure on the top of the peak..."

Fang Xing arrived at the 399th step, his steps a little shaky.

"Is this...sword intention? Although it is just a wisp...but the sword cultivator's sword intention is indeed different from the martial arts will..."

Strictly speaking, the sword cultivator's sword intention is already a third-level method!

Even just a trace of it is not something that ordinary foundation-building monks can bear.

But Fang Xing is different!

His will is directly the will of the deity.

A mere wisp of sword intent could hardly knock him off the Jianxin Peak.

"This step is taken..."

Under everyone's attention, Fang Xing chuckled and stepped forward.

Four hundred steps are at your feet!

"My younger brother Gongzhen, please pay your respects to the True Swordsman!"

At the foot of the mountain, the disciple immediately performed a simple sword ceremony.

Choking!

The sound of sword sounds sounded one after another, and the disciples who were still on Jianxin Peak at this moment let out sword sounds one after another, and their voices went straight into the sky: "I have seen the true sword master!"

'Sure enough...it's still hard to hear.'

The corner of Fang Xing's mouth twitched slightly, and then he saw a purple energy coming from the east, landing at the foot of the mountain, and revealing the figure of Deacon Xue: "Alas... you kid, I really don't know what to say..."

The expression on his face was extremely complicated, and then he straightened his clothes and bowed politely: "I pay my respects to Jianzi!"

As a fake elixir master, his original status was one level higher than that of a foundation-building monk.

But in Tianjian Sect, Zhenjianzi's status is astonishing, almost equal to that of Zhendan Elder.

Deacon Xue is just a fake alchemist in the outer hall, so he must bow first.

"Deacon Xue, what is this?"

Fang Xing was a little confused.

"The sect master has an edict, please go to the sword hall!"

Deacon Xue Su Rong said: "From now on, I am listed in the sect's pedigree, and my status is very different."

In his opinion, Fang Xing obviously had the strength of a true disciple for a long time, and he joined the outer hall just to obtain the status of a disciple of the Tianjian Sect so that he could break into Sword Heart Peak!

In history, there were also some real swordsmen who were unwilling to go to the sword fighting ring, but chose this path.

He harnessed a ray of purple light and took Fang Xing with him, instantly transcending all the peaks and arriving at Tianjian Peak.

"Meet the sect master!"

When Fang Xing saw the broken-looking Master Duanjian, he vaguely understood the origin of his Taoist name and saluted again.

"Zheng Guofangxing..."

Kong Fengge held a pen in one hand and a list of disciples of the sect in the other, with a serious look on his face: "Today I list you as the true successor of the sect. I hope you can live up to the sect and practice, and the sword will ring for nine days!"

He carefully entered Fang Xing's name as a true disciple, and this initiation ceremony was completed.

'As expected of a swordsman, it's so simple...'

Fang Xing was a little stunned, and then asked: "May I ask the sect master, how are the true disciples of our sect treated?"

"Ask Xiao Xue about this, he will arrange it!"

Master Broken Sword waved his hand with an impatient look on his face: "As for your future travels, I will make it clear to you first... If you are killed by a foundation-building monk, whether it is a fair fight, poisoning, assassination, or siege...

…The sect doesn’t care at all, it’s just because your swordsmanship is too weak!”

"If there is a monk above the level of Master Jiedan who bullies you, the sect will fight for you to the end. Even if you invite the Supreme Elder, the whole sect will be wiped out!"

'I like these domineering words...'

Fang Xing nodded secretly in his mind, and suddenly asked: "Then... where is the fake elixir master?"

"Fake elixirs are not counted as elixirs!"

Master Duanjian spoke directly without any concern for Deacon Xue who was beside him.

Deacon Xue had a calm look on his face, almost as if he was just spitting on his face, and he accepted the insult calmly.

'In other words, if the true disciple of the sect is beaten to death by a fake alchemy monk, the Tianjian Sect will not care...'

'The pressure is really on me...'

Fang Xing was speechless. He received a new token representing a true disciple, immediately bowed and walked out of the sword hall.

"Congratulations to the True Legend...According to the rules of the Tianjian Sect, each True Legend sword has a mountain to open a cave, which can attract the spiritual energy of the third level high-grade."

As soon as he went out, Deacon Xue knew what Fang Xing was going to ask, and said with a smile on his face: "As for the true disciple's skills, you can go directly to the Sutra Pavilion."

"I see."

Fang Xing didn't say much and came to the Sutra Pavilion again.

When the white-haired sword cultivator at the door saw him, his eyes rested on the token of Zhenjianzi for a moment, and he couldn't help but smile: "I really lost my sight... Congratulations to Jianzi, who became the outer hall man in the morning and became the Zhenzhuan hall in the evening.

!”

"True disciple, which floor can you go to?"

Fang Xing asked with great interest.

"Under the seventh floor, there are no taboos."

The white-haired swordsman replied solemnly.

"good!"

Fang Xing nodded and went directly to the sixth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

There are even fewer books here, there is only one bookshelf, and there is a formation light curtain above the bookshelf, which can only be opened with the True Disciple Token.

"Jin Yuan Sword Code, I can practice to the middle stage of Nascent Soul... As expected, I had a good vision before."

Fang Xing glanced around and found several top-notch sword cultivation techniques.

After becoming a true disciple, most of the Tianjian Sect's inheritance opened their doors to him, asking for everything he wanted.

""Star Sword Sutra"? Not bad..."

""Dahe Sword Code"? I also collected it..."

Compared with these top sword classics, "Jin Yuan Sword Classic" seems a bit mediocre again.

Since there is no limit on the number of classics for true disciples, Fang Xing copied several jade slips, and then Shi Shiran returned to his quasi-third-level spiritual energy cave in the outer hall.

After all, his true peak has not yet been decided, let alone construction...

At this time, the entire outer hall began to stir up excitement due to his feat.

Fang Xing had already expected this outcome and closed the door directly to thank the guests.

With his current status, no one can break into the outer hall, not even the elders of the outer hall who have proven the true elixir!

"Huh?"

Fang Xing rested for a moment, looked at the transmission symbols in the formation, and found that there was actually a storage bag.

He waved his hand to dispel the restriction, and after taking it, he discovered that it belonged to Deacon Huang.

The other party not only returned all the spiritual stones he had bribed before, but also seemed to have doubled them...

"This old Huang is too polite..."

Fang Xing shook his head, closed the formation again, and began to sit cross-legged and meditate.

…

The night is deep.

Sword Heart Peak.

Many Tianjian Sect disciples had already left during the day.

Only a few mortals were still kneeling in front of the mountain, seemingly ready to impress the immortals with their perseverance.

At some point, a figure came to the foot of Jianxin Peak.

"Two hundred steps of Qi training and four hundred steps of foundation building are the true inheritance..."

"But I seem to be just a mortal... Doesn't this require a critical hit reward?"

Fang Xing himself looked up at the top of Jianxin Peak with a smile on his face.
Chapter completed!