In Fang Huan's previous life, his grandfather was good at feng shui and the like, and often helped the neighbors to look at feng shui, draw talismans to ward off evil spirits, and suppress unclean things such as evil things.

Although he didn't know whether his grandfather's spell was useful or not, Fang Huan felt that it was quite interesting to be like his grandfather, so he took the initiative to ask his grandfather to learn this kind of spell from him.

Grandpa Fang Huan originally wanted his son to inherit his mantle, but Fang Huan's father was not interested in the family's feng shui techniques passed down from generation to generation, and resolutely refused to learn this feudal superstition.

Seeing that the feng shui art of warding off evil spirits passed down from generation to generation in the family is about to be cut off in his generation, Grandpa Fang Huan has nothing to do, after all, a generation has a generation's way of life and learning, maybe his set is really not suitable for this era.

Just when Grandpa Fang Huan lamented that no one would inherit the mantle, Fang Huan suddenly proposed to learn the feng shui technique passed down from generation to generation in the family to ward off evil spirits, which really made him happy!!

This was not something he forced his grandson to study, but his grandson took the initiative to propose it.

But Fang Huan's father did not agree with Fang Huan's waste of energy on this aspect, after his grandfather's plea, Fang Huan's father relented and agreed to Fang Huan's learning of feng shui to ward off evil spirits, but he had one condition, that is, Fang Huan wanted to ensure that his academic performance would continue to be among the best.

Fang Huan is indeed very talented, when he learned the family heirloom secret art with his grandfather, his academic performance was still at the top of the pyramid in school.

Grandpa Fang Huan's wrinkled face was often covered with a smile because his grandson had a fairly good talent in learning the art of Feng Shui to ward off evil spirits, reaching and surpassing his grandfather in just a few years.

After learning his grandfather's knowledge inventory, Fang Huan began to follow his grandfather and began to give feng shui and ward off evil spirits to the neighbors, and entered the practical link to consolidate his theoretical foundation.

But with the death of his grandfather, as well as the increasingly heavy study tasks after entering high school and college, he encountered various things after entering the society, which made him tired of coping, and he gave up the family secret art.

After all, he was born in this society, and he still had to live as the main thing.

Originally, Fang Huan's life went on so simply, who knew that one day he would travel to the Douluo Continent.

Originally, he thought that the feng shui technique of warding off evil spirits was useless, but it could work on the Douluo Continent!!

Relying on the awakening of the sword martial soul and the feng shui art of warding off evil spirits learned in his previous life, Fang Huan had enough capital to compete with those geniuses of the big forces.

Fang Huan didn't have a senior who used the knife to teach him how to use it, so he could only slowly explore the method of using the knife alone.

Watching Fang Huan practice his sword skills hard under the impact of the waterfall, Wei Yixiao couldn't help but feel that every genius could not easily gain strong strength, and they were inseparable from long-term hard work.

Wei Yixiao watched Fang Huan go from splitting the bamboo, to splitting the waterfall water, and then to emitting a chilling knife ray, tearing the earth apart, and the terrifying knife intent that permeated it completely attracted Wei Yixiao's attention.

Wei Yixiao's mind was completely immersed in this endless sea of sword intent, as if there was a knife back in his hand, and the knife intent on the soul body was constantly surging, and it was still changing, and the surging knife intent kept impacting Wei Yixiao's soul body, tearing Wei Yixiao's soul body apart one by one.

In the place where Wei Yixiao couldn't see, there was constantly soul energy pouring into Wei Yixiao's soul body to fill the places that would be opened by the knife one by one, and as the soul body was constantly torn apart and repaired, Wei Yixiao's soul body became more and more pure and powerful.

Colorful light appeared in the space, Fang Huan went from weak to extremely powerful on the Douluo Continent, and different sword intents in various periods turned into different creatures, such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns, all of which pounced on Wei Yixiao's soul body.

Sensing this terrifying wave of knife intent, Wei Yixiao seemed to have regained a little bit of sanity in a trance, the knife intent condensed into a staff knife in his hand, and swung violently towards the incoming wave of knife intent, and the half-moon-shaped purple knife light told Wei Yixiao's unyieldingness!

Rumble!

As soon as the purple sword light came into contact with that terrifying wave of sword intent, it shattered and disintegrated after holding on to less than a breath, and then the wave of sword intent directly hit Wei Yixiao's soul body.

This terrifying wave of knife intent rushed towards Wei Yixiao like a monstrous wave, Wei Yixiao's face showed a look of pain, and a muffled snort of pain came from his nose.

The already cracked soul body was completely shattered in this wave of sword intent, and the remaining sword intent was shattered one after another, fusing with Wei Yixiao's soul body fragments little by little.

Countless soul fragments slowly gathered together, forming a human figure, and the knife intent mixed with the pure and majestic soul energy surged, slowly flowing along the body meridian route in Wei Yixiao's soul body, and in the process, this energy was slowly turned into Wei Yixiao's power.

With the completion of Wei Yixiao's soul body, his mind was further immersed in Fang Huan's growth journey, growing with Fang Huan all the way, his understanding of sword skills became deeper and deeper, and his soul gradually stabilized and consolidated in the process.

In such a state of repetition and ignorance, time passed rapidly, and in Wei Yixiao's confused perception, it seemed as if several years had passed.

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Zhu Zhuqing was immersed in the illusion like Wei Yixiao, and her soul was constantly growing, far exceeding the soul strength that her level should have.

Unlike Wei Yixiao, who was absorbing sword experience, Zhu Zhuqing mainly studied Fang Huan's soul power mobilization skills and cultivation experience.

Zhu Zhuqing's soul was still growing, becoming stronger and stronger under Fang Huan's terrifying sword intent, and the rapidly growing soul power was impacting a barrier that didn't seem to exist.

The frequency and intensity of Zhu Zhuqing's soul power impact became larger and larger, and a cracking sound sounded in Zhu Zhuqing's mind, and slowly this sound became more and more, and finally with a loud bang, the barrier dissipated.

After breaking through that barrier, the pain on Zhu Zhuqing's face disappeared, and he returned to his former calm and pretty face, and his soul gradually perfected and stabilized.

She broke through the limits and reached a higher soul realm.

......

The terrifying wave of sword intent had ended, and the illusion was no longer in Fang Huan's growth process, and everything was calm again.

Wei Yixiao's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of light, and terrifying soul power gushed out and hit all around!

The space was attacked by Wei Yixiao's soul, and it kept shaking, and cracks appeared in large numbers, as if it was about to shatter in the next second!

Zhu Zhuqing opened his eyes suddenly, and drove the soul power to bombard the surroundings, echoing Wei Yixiao!

The space between the two of them shook more and more, the crack spread rapidly, and in less than a few breaths, the entire space shattered.

Wei Yixiao and Zhu Zhuqing saw each other in the shattered space, and they all reached out to hold each other.

Wei Yixiao pulled Zhu Zhuqing to his side with all his strength and hugged him tightly.

The familiar white light enveloped the two of them again, and Wei Yixiao and Zhu Zhuqing's figures disappeared into this pure white space.