Inside the study.

Fang Xian lay on the soft chair and read quietly.

After a long time, he suddenly put down the book, gently knocked on the armchair with his right hand, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Xiaohu...... I still haven't given up. ”

This jade little tiger once wanted to worship him.

After all, who doesn't know the myth of 'Seven Kills of the White Tiger and Dominating the World'?

If anyone can get the White Tiger Immortal Monarch to teach him divine skills, he may be the next White Tiger Immortal Monarch!

It's a pity that Fang Xian has not accepted it.

After all, he only has a relationship with Yulongjiao, not with the Yu family.

Moreover, the new "White Tiger Seven Killing Evil Skills" has been revised by him and incorporated the essence of exercises such as "Dragon and Tiger Mighty King Kong is not bad", which can be called the world's first mastery, mysterious and unpredictable, and has the opportunity to seize heaven and earth.

If it spreads and falls into the hands of people with bad intentions, it may not be a good thing.

As for waiting for him to die, it will become a great sound, a martial arts regret, etc., what is about him?

Fang Xian rested for a while, then got up and came to the desk.

On the table, yellow paper, scissors, cinnabar, brushes and other objects are neatly placed.

He was calm, holding a brush in his hand, dipped it in cinnabar, and drew talismans on yellow paper.

In the middle of the pen walking dragon snake, a strange talisman appeared on the yellow paper, and it was completed in one go.

Fang Xian let out a long breath, folded the yellow paper, and used scissors to cut out the shape of a small sword.

"Go!"

Immediately, his mind moved, and his spirit was injected into the yellow paper, and a yellow light flashed in the void.

The yellow paper rune sword flew out and pierced into the rosewood cabinet in front of him, penetrating into it.

It's 'Imperial Sword Technique'!

The secret of Qingyuan Palace is like a magic spell!

Fang Xian searched the secret books of the world back then, and found that only the inheritance of the two families of Brahmanism and Taoism could barely get into the eyes.

'Dragon and Tiger Mighty King Kong is not bad magical power' and 'White Tiger Seven Killing Evil Skills' are slightly overlapping, and he still has this 'Imperial Sword Technique' that he puts the most effort into!

According to the classics, there are three levels of the real 'Imperial Sword Technique', and it can only be practiced by the Great Grandmaster realm and the Divine Fusion of Heaven and Earth!

Among them, the first level is 'paper-cut for soldiers, talismans for swords'!

Use essence blood to mix cinnabar, special yellow paper, and talismans to make a flying sword, and control it with your heart, and you can take people's heads within a hundred steps.

The second level is 'grass and trees for the sword', you need to plant a plant and trees, every day with a unique formula, plus painstaking irrigation, be sure to achieve the same heart, decades later, made into a wooden sword, vertical and horizontal, indestructible.

The original kendo people were in such a realm.

It's just that these two levels, when casting the flying sword, will inevitably involve most of the mental energy, causing the caster to be unable to move, which is a big flaw.

Finally, the third level is to use one's own bloodline to refine a 'blood refining steel sword', and at the same time practice the method of 'one heart and two uses', so that you can act while casting a flying sword.

On the day of the sword, it can be called invincible in the world!

"This craft has not been left behind......

Fang Xian cleaned up the traces and smiled slowly.

……

More than half a year has passed quickly.

Fang Xian was about to die of old age.

The fear of death tormented him day and night.

He had never been so weak for a moment, because until he died, no one could guarantee whether he would be reincarnated again!

Maybe this time he died, he really died!

"Original...... I think so...... Alive! ”

Fang Xian walked out of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building, looked at the heaven and earth, and stepped into a carriage.

He had some thoughts of returning to his roots, and wanted to return to Shaofeng County.

Of course, you must also prepare for the future, let people burn themselves to ashes first, and then scatter the ashes into Daqing Mountain, and then crush yourself to ashes first, to ensure that no second person can whip him again.

"Xiaohu, go back, don't send it!"

Fang Xian's body was covered with a thick silk quilt, and he said to the farewell jade little tiger.

"Grandpa......"

Yu Xiaohu knelt on the ground and couldn't cry.

Although he didn't worship Fang Immortal as a teacher, he also got a lot of guidance, in addition, the 'White Tiger Seven Killing Evil Skills' can't be passed on, but other martial arts Fang Immortals don't matter, they can be regarded as having the friendship of half a teacher.

……

The wind and snow were blowing, and there was only one horse-drawn carriage on the official road.

Fang Xian felt that his life was like a candle flame in the wind, and it would be extinguished at any time.

"Already...... There is no hope left. ”

Once, he pinned his hopes on "Cave Mystery Record", but after only trying once, he almost couldn't hold his mind and didn't dare to continue.

And when you are old, you have a greater chance of going mad, and you may even die suddenly, and you are even less likely to come to enlightenment.

He also understood that even with the help of the attribute column, his realm was still too low to cross that threshold many times.

After all, after one enlightenment, the next time you have to face more difficulties!

Just as Fang Xian was recalling, the carriage suddenly stopped.

"Bao Shenglong, please fight the White Tiger Immortal Monarch."

Ahead, a young voice came, it was the new Great Grandmaster of the North!

"I'm old, I'm old, and I'm actually blocked ...... door"

Fang Xian shook his head, walked out of the car door, and saw a figure with a straight back, like a javelin, standing in the snow.

The heat radiated from him, like a furnace, clearing the snow around him.

"Ahem......"

Fang Xian coughed: "This world, it's your young people's, why do you bother with me, an old man?" Not to mention...... I still have a little friendship with your ancestors. ”

"I have been seeking martial arts all my life, how can I not challenge the supreme martial arts? Although nine deaths do not regret! ”

Bao Shenglong shouted.

Stimulated by this, Fang Xian's true qi was surging, and it seemed that he was about to manifest the world-shattering White Tiger God.

But the air flow rolled, and it still didn't work out after all.

The White Tiger Law Phase is the combination of essence, qi, and spirit, and the essence of Fang Immortal is already insufficient.

He sighed faintly, his body was like a glimpse of light, and he disappeared into the dense forest on the side of the road.

Even if he wins, he is about to die of old age, so what's the use of a false name?

"This ......"

On the spot, Bao Shenglong was dumbfounded.

This supreme martial arts in the world ran away without making a move?

Even with his great grandmaster-level state of mind, he couldn't help but fluctuate fiercely, and immediately chased after him: "The victory or defeat is not scored, how can I go?" ”

He ...... Run! ”

In the same place, several figures appeared, and the qi on their bodies was dark: "Haha...... The White Tiger Immortal Monarch actually ran away? I'll just say, you are all cowardly as mice, and you were picked up by Bao Shenglong......"

"It seems that as rumored it is, this old thing is finally going to die!"

"Hehe, old age and decay, true qi has decreased, how many points are left of this White Tiger Immortal Monarch's fierce power?"

"I'm waiting for the great revenge of the sect, I have to take revenge today, chase it!"

These people are excited, with a sense of anticipation to break the myth, and chase into the dense forest.

Immediately, they saw a blood-colored rainbow!

The earth-shattering rainbow was just a flash, and Bao Shenglong's head fell.

"Blood Refining Steel Sword?!"

A mysterious man screams, turns and runs.

It's a pity it's too late.

The blood-colored rainbow stabbed down as if it had eyes, and no matter how great the grandmaster was, it was all killed with one sword!

Outside the pool of blood, Fang Xian's figure slowly emerged:

"Although the body decays, the spirit does not, and the life span of the soul is much longer than that of the body...... The blood refining steel sword and the dual-purpose method are indeed difficult to practice, and the great grandmaster can't practice it, but I can't stand it, I have a golden finger......"

He sighed, and suddenly chanted: "Two hundred years of vertical and horizontal, the white tiger is respected in the world, and he has nothing to do when he is old, and he ...... behead with a flying sword."

The figure turned and disappeared in the dense forest.

This was also the last time Fang Xian appeared on the rivers and lakes......