In the wee hours of the morning

The sound of a bronze bell ringing came from the bottom of the mountain, waking Fang Cheng up from his meditation.

He immediately put on a long robe, picked up a steel sword and put it on his back, and then rushed out of the cave.

Climb down the vines on the cliff face and land in a bush at the foot of the mountain in just a few minutes.

I saw that under the starlight, thousands of disciples of the Dustless Sword Sect continued to rush towards the direction where the Great Hall was located.

"Senior brother, what's going on?" A disciple who had just started asked the senior brother beside him.

"The bell rings thirteen, and there are elders in this sect who have broken through the earth immortals!" The senior brother's face was full of joy.

Fang Cheng's heart trembled when he heard this, the meaning represented by the power of the earth immortal was naturally undoubted in the true realm.

The Dustless Sword Sect has one more Earth Immortal, which means that their voice in the Northern Regions Righteous Path has once again increased.

More power to speak means more cultivation resources, and the entire Dustless Sword Sect will have a deeper heritage, which is indeed something worth celebrating.

Fang Cheng's heart also began to liven, secretly planning how to make a blockbuster, let that earth immortal remember him, and even accept him as a disciple.

A quarter of an hour later, all the Dustless Sword Sect disciples who remained in the sect rushed to the square outside the main hall.

Six white balls of light floated in the sky, turning the entire square into daylight.

Fang Cheng looked at it at a glance, and there were dense crowds of people standing all around, and it was roughly estimated that there were more than 3,000 people.

Except for the mortal and real disciples standing in the square, there were sixty-five Ten Thousand Tribulation Grandmasters standing in the sky, but only a few of them were Buddha-figures, and the others were all incarnations outside the body.

The contemporary sect master of the Dustless Sword Sect is a great cultivator of the Fourth Realm of Ten Thousand Tribulations, with the Dao name Kunxu, who was born in Shenxiao Peak, one of the four peaks of the Dustless Sword Sect.

At this time, Kunxu Zhenren was wearing a bright red robe, and the robe was shrouded in multiple treasures, and at a glance, he knew that the origin was amazing.

"Fortunately, the ancestor is merciful, after thousands of years, the elder of this sect, Sun Ying, ascended to the earth immortal and built the avenue ......"

Kunxu real people sang and said loudly, and their voices spread for hundreds of miles, deafening.

The disciples of the Dustless Sword Sect were all excited and honored.

It turned out to be her.

Fang Cheng listened to the new Earth Immortal's Dao name, and those rumors about Gongsun Ying suddenly flashed in his mind.

Gongsun Ying was originally the pearl of the secular emperor's family, and after the country broke and the family died, he gave birth to the heart of seeking the Tao.

But the secular kingdom has always been divided for a long time, and it must be divided for a long time, and when Gongsun Ying returned to his homeland when he became a real person, he found that his hometown had already been a vicissitudes of life, and he changed his surname.

Although she cultivated to the Ten Thousand Tribulations at the age of three hundred, she has been unable to break through the realm of the earth immortals and cultivate the road of longevity after more than eight thousand eight hundred years.

In desperation, Gongsun Ying had no choice but to put his death and live and go to the coast of the North Sea to practice.

This is more than a thousand years, when everyone thought she was dead, Gongsun Ying walked out of the North Sea alone.

After Gongsun Ying returned to the Dustless Sword Sect, he has been living on the shore of the Sword Washing Lake, which was originally just a place where the sword was abandoned, has become a holy place in the sect.

Although the sword-wielding disciples often went to wash the sword lake to try their luck, no one had ever met this legendary big man, nor did they get any guidance, and they have always regretted it.

"It turned out to be Elder Gongsun, but it's a pity that I haven't seen him for a few years." The disciples whispered.

"Yes, I heard that Elder Gongsun is the best at forging swords, and six of the fifteen divine swords in this sect are forged by Elder Gongsun, if you can ask her for advice or two......"

But what Fang Cheng was thinking about at the moment was another thing: what was the connection between Gongsun Ying, who had lived in Sword Washing Lake for a long time, and the Sword God of No Tribulation, who had lived in Sword Washing Lake for a long time?

Chen Yanqing has never been a person without a purpose, I am afraid that there must be some kind of origin in it.

……

In this year's evaluation, Fang Cheng got the first second class for the first time, and he was usually a first-class middle class.

Some people say that he is destroying everyone and his potential is exhausted.

Throughout the winter, Fang Cheng had been staying on the shore of the Sword Washing Lake, and like the rest of the Dustless Sword Sect disciples, he seemed to be waiting for a chance encounter with Gongsun Ying.

But only he knows that there is actually a hole at the bottom of the Sword Washing Lake.

On this day, Fang Cheng went to the Danfang to receive the Bigu Dan and Xiao Tianyuan Dan every month, and then went straight to the wind direction where the Sword Washing Lake was located.

Along the way, he met many disciples of Luo Yingfeng's contemporaries, and all the senior brothers greeted him one after another, but everyone knew that Chen Yanqing had always been unsociable, so no one said anything to him.

Whether it was practical training or the task of the sect, everyone seemed to have forgotten him.

The elders who had been optimistic about him were also very disappointed, and gradually reduced the resources poured into him a lot.

But Fang Cheng was complacent, and he willingly held a three-foot Qingfeng in the Sword Washing Lake every day.

"Senior brother, can you teach me the Qingfeng Sword Duel?"

As soon as Fang Cheng found a secluded place, a beautiful girl in her cardamom years walked over with a wooden sword.

Generally speaking, the disciples of the wooden sword are newcomers who have been in the field for less than a year, and the swordsmanship they practice is mainly based on basic swordsmanship such as the Qingfeng Sword Duel.

"I'm sorry, junior sister, I haven't practiced Qingfeng Sword Duel." Fang Cheng directly refused.

"Then senior brother, what kind of swordsmanship do you know?" She never gave up.

"Red Flower Kendo, Sixteen Swords of Messy Cloak." He casually said two life-level swordsmanship, wanting her to retreat.

"Then ask Senior Brother to teach me Red Flower Kendo!"

"Your cultivation is insufficient"

"Master once said that the swordsmanship is heavy and not gravity, even if the cultivation is not enough, it is okay to learn the sword moves." The girl retorted.

"Who did you study with?" When Fang Cheng heard this, he became interested in her master.

The cultivation philosophy of the Dustless Sword Sect is to be step-by-step, down-to-earth, and step by step.

The swordsmanship practiced by monks in different realms was also very different.

This girl's idea of the master is very unique and different.

"Master Zun Dao Gongsun Zhenren, I don't know if my senior brother has ever heard of it." The girl winked at him, looking full of energy.

"It turned out to be a master disciple of Gongsun Zhenren, fortunately, I will be lucky!" Fang Cheng arched his hand, then turned around and left.

"Alas, senior brother, don't go." The girl was stunned before shouting at him.

But Fang Cheng had already used the Dao technique of shrinking the ground into inches, and after a while, he disappeared into the bushes.

In the entire Dustless Sword Sect, there is naturally only one true person who calls himself Gongsun Zhenren, and that is Gongsun Ying.

Although Fang Cheng was eager to be called her disciple, he didn't want such an opportunity.

How could a disciple of an earth immortal power be an ordinary person below the second rank.

Finding a secluded corner again, Fang Cheng squatted on the edge of the lake and immersed his sword in the lake water for daily care.

The effect of washing the sword lake is naturally based on refining the sword, and its origin is no longer verifiable, but the disciples of the sect all know that this place is a place of great evil, and there are often lake monsters making trouble, until Gongsun Ying entered the sword washing lake for more than ten years.