I've been in this cave for almost two years, but my progress is too slow, and seeing that the candidate competition is approaching, my strength is still too weak. Compared with the cultivation level mentioned in that booklet, Fang Tianxing found that he was currently a swordsman at the ninth level, and in the early stage of foundation building, although it was not the lowest stage of cultivation, it could only be regarded as just getting started.

Even the master they are Jindan in the late stage were also attacked by the enemy, it seems that the enemy's strength is really not weak, now out of the customs is definitely not good, although he practiced the first move in the sword spectrum in the nine styles, but he compared the sword spectrum, he did not fully exert the power of this move, this first move can not be regarded as practiced, the effect of this attack is still far from the sword spectrum, it seems that this still needs an opportunity.

Fang Tianxing tried his divine thoughts again, but he couldn't open the pages behind the sword book.

Couldn't he practice the second move if he didn't practice the first move? Fang Tianxing was very puzzled in his heart.

He practiced spiritual cultivation for a few more days, and found that there was no progress, which made him puzzled, and seeing that he was about to run out of practice, at this time he suddenly slapped his thigh and screamed wildly.

"Oops, how did I forget that?"

The one Fang Tianxing said was the sword formation mentioned in the sword spectrum, and now that he had cultivated the three sword qi and successfully built the foundation, he had met all the requirements for cultivating the sword formation, and he was short of the sword.

This was not easy, he happily ran to the weapons room, collected a bunch of iron swords, and then hurriedly ran to his room, leaving only Meng Feixiong who was staring blankly at his back.

"Senior brother, what are you doing here, so focused, you can't even see me?"

"Don't bother him, he must have thought of something good, maybe he knows it, let's take a look first. ”

Sima Changfeng slowly walked over and said to Meng Feixiong, during this time, with the help of Fang Tianxing, his muscles and veins recovered quickly, and he was already almost eight points better, he could already practice the sword slowly, but he still didn't dare to use his strength, he just practiced some simple sword moves, not to mention the sword qi.

But that's it, he was already very satisfied, he thanked Fang Tianxing in his heart, if it weren't for him, he didn't know when he would recover, maybe he wouldn't want to hold a sword for the rest of his life, this was more painful for a swordsman than his life, he was already desperate at that time, because ten years had passed, and his master had thought of many ways, but he couldn't heal his injuries, but he didn't expect that the Divine Concentration Needle cultivated by his junior brother would have such a miraculous effect.

You must know that he was attacked by so many forbidden attacks in the Heavenly Ruins, and he didn't die, it was a miracle, and everyone thought he was dead.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out another long sigh.

Cher, I don't know if you are alive or dead, but the scene of them being banned and attacked at the same time appeared in front of his eyes, and in just a moment, the two were separated, and they never met again.

He secretly made up his mind in his heart that when his injuries were healed, he would definitely explore the Heavenly Ruins again.

He didn't immediately bother Fang Tianxing, looking at his excited appearance, there must be some experience, there is still time, and he is not in a hurry for this moment, although he is anxious, he wants to recover all his muscles and veins as soon as possible, and then he can fight the sword rivers and lakes again.

Meng Feixiong kept looking at Sima Changfeng in a daze.

"Senior brother, if there is anything to do, just say it directly, senior brother, I know everything. ”

"Well, that's the case, senior brother, I still don't know much about alchemy, and I want to ask for advice. ”

"Okay, let's go, let's discuss it together, in fact, I won't, but I can help you analyze it. ”

Not long after the two of them left, Yan Lingfeng also came out.

He looked at the two people who went in, his heart was very irritable, his cultivation had slowed down during this time, and when he had nothing to do in his free time, he wanted to find someone to fight, and his hands were a little itchy.

But he looked at a few people around him, and for a moment he didn't know who to look for.

It would be good if the surname Ji was here, I would definitely be able to beat him all over the ground looking for teeth, but after a while, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, Ji Qiushan had died in Brother Fang's body, even if he didn't die, he would definitely make progress, with his cultivation talent, he might not be his opponent, thinking of this, he was full of a sense of crisis, and hurriedly went in and began to cultivate, although the progress was slow, but it was also progress.

And Shen Mu Ape basically didn't waste time every day, except for the necessary things, and plunged into cultivation wholeheartedly.

On this day, he carved another number, and found that they had been living in this cave for two years and three months, and there were still nine months before they went out, and he had not yet broken through to the Qi Refining Period, which made him feel that time was very tight, and his goal was to break through to the Qi Refining Period before going out.

At this time, Fang Tianxing had already preliminarily completed the arrangement of a group of sword formations, and Shen Nian could control the three swords at close range, but he could not let the swords make sword moves.

But he found that after a few days of tossing back and forth, the dantian that had not been able to increase its storage for a long time showed a little signs of loosening, slowly expanding, and the spiritual core that had been rotating during the condensation of qi was now motionless, as if it had taken root, and the surrounding spiritual power was still slowly rotating around it, although it was not as rapid as before, but it looked more condensed.

This made him overjoyed, so while cultivating spiritual power, while practicing the sword formation, after repeated cultivation and practice, one night, he finally practiced the first sword formation, using the first three styles, yellow sand ten thousand miles, flying sand walking stones and moon reflecting sand dunes, he named this sword formation "yellow sand flying moon". When he practiced this sword formation, he found that his realm had also improved, rising from the first level of foundation building to the second layer.

Seeing this result, he seemed to have an understanding.

Could it be that cultivating spiritual power, condensing divine thoughts, and practicing sword spectrum can inherit and promote each other.

In order to verify what he thought, he immediately began the cultivation of the next sword formation.

With the experience of the last time, the time for him to practice the sword formation this time was much shorter than the last time, and he also practiced the next six styles into two sword formations, which he named "Ice Scorching Sun" and "One Horse Pingchuan".

Seeing that Fang Tianxing finally came out, Sima Changfeng changed his previous slowness and came to him in a few steps.

It turned out that he came to ask him to help treat the muscles and veins, but now, Fang Tianxing's divine thoughts have increased greatly, and the treatment is much faster, and he not only cured Sima Changfeng in just a few days, but also helped him open up the muscles and veins of his whole body, which made Sima Changfeng unable to believe his eyes and made him full of confidence in the future.

He shouted in his heart.

I can take the sword again, those who have made me miserable, you wait, my Sima Changfeng will come back to you one day, and then you will tremble against my sword.