Fang Zhuo was originally a genius in the literary world, and when he heard that person singing from afar, he had already pondered it carefully. The first three sentences sung by this person sounded extremely bold, but the last sentence somehow took a sharp turn, and there was a bit of a decadent taste in it.

"That person, how can he fly with a sword?" Fang Zhuo couldn't help but ask.

Cai Fatzi smiled and glanced at him, and the expression was clearly that I had known for a long time that you would ask that.

"Be quiet, this is my brother. Cai Fatzi whispered with reverence: "Among the last disciples of the Bitter Sword Sect, Senior Brother Shen Yue was the first to become an elite disciple of the inner sect. He is the elder brother of this generation, and he is really a genius of cultivation! You see that he is flying with a sword, but he is actually practicing. ”

"Practice?"

"Senior Brother was brought into the door by an elder at the age of eight, and it only took seven years for him to break through the Qi cultivation period and step into the foundation building. At that time, it was rumored to be a beautiful talk among the seven major sects of Fulong Mountain. As early as three years ago, the senior brother was already a master of the Jindan period. This time it made the other six major sects in Fulong Mountain even more greedy. ”

"What?!" Fang Zhuo was shocked in his heart! This young man looked like he was only in his twenties, and he was actually already a monk in the Jindan stage?

"With his cultivation in the Jindan period, he can barely fly the sword, but he can only leave the ground slightly, and the speed is still extremely slow. He often flew like this, using the pressure brought to him by the Forbidden Sky Great Array to cultivate. ”

“..................。 ”

"Then isn't this Forbidden Sky Great Array ineffective for the Yuan Infant Stage cultivators?" Fang Zhuo asked. He was obsessed with the Talisman and was even more concerned about the problem of formations.

"How is that possible?" Cai Fatzi said with a smile: "This forbidden air magic array has only turned on part of its power on weekdays. Even with this bit of power, the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage can fly a few points higher than the Jindan Stage at most, and the speed can be twice as fast. ”

"Oh. ”

Seeing that the man was flying slowly, Cai Fatzi pulled Fang Zhuo to stand aside respectfully from a distance, and shouted a senior brother.

"Cai Pan, are you on duty today?"

"Yes, Senior Brother. Fang Zhuo could see that Cai Pan's respect came from the heart, and it seemed that this Shen Yue was quite authoritative in the door.

That Shen Yue Imperial Sword flew by, and he actually smiled at Fang Zhuo and nodded. Fang Zhuo hurriedly returned the salute with a smile.

"Cai Pan, Senior Brother Zhan's guest, don't slack off. Shen Yue flew over slowly, leaving a word.

"Yes. Cai Pan solemnly lowered his head and waited until Shen Yue was far away before raising his head.

"How did he know that I was a guest of Senior Brother Zhan Yu?"

"Stupid. Miss Huang San pecked him lightly on the ear and said, "The sword intent of Shuimu Qinghua on the transmission talisman, Shen Yue will be very clear as soon as he perceives it." ”

"Oh. ”

"Senior Brother Cai, how old is this Senior Brother Shen Yue this year?"

"The elder brother is twenty-seven years old this year. ”

"Twenty-seven years old?!" Fang Zhuo calculated that he would only be twenty-one years old in a few days, thinking that this young man who was not a few years older than himself had actually entered the Jindan stage three years ago, and there was a burst of envy in his heart.

It must be known that in the cultivation realm, the Jindan stage is already recognized as an immortal. The average Jindan monk, if nothing else, can live up to 800 to 1,000 years old, and it is not an exaggeration to call it "immortal".

Although the path of cultivating the truth of the Dao was extremely difficult, Fang Zhuo's mind was inevitably hot at this moment.

Seeing Shen Yue's dashing figure slowly moving away, Fang Zhuo reluctantly retracted his gaze. He only thinks that a man can go on such a journey in his life and reach such a state, so that he will not be in vain in this world.

Although he was in mid-air, stepping on the Immortal River, Fang Zhuo rarely spoke. Cai Fatzi seemed to be able to understand his feelings at the moment, and silently accompanied him along the main river channel into a tributary.

Fang Zhuo thought silently about his thoughts, and after a while, he found that the group had come to the other side of the lake.

"What's going on?" Fang Zhuo raised his head, and was immediately attracted by another tributary in the distance.

The river was thirty or forty meters wide and three or five feet deep. Strangely, this river is also separated from the main stream, but when it flows here, it becomes all turquoise, like a blue emerald sky bridge!

The number of fish in the current has also decreased significantly, and the size of the fish has become much smaller. Fang Zhuo saw several translucent turtles lying lazily in the water. A large, snow-white crocodile swims around in the book.

"That river is special. Cai Fatzi said: "If you climb out of that river, I will make sure that you will scream hot when you hold an icicle." It was the cultivation place of the disciples who practiced the spiritual power of the ice system. The whole river was infused with great ice by the predecessors, so it was extremely cold. ”

Cai Fatzi lowered his voice and said, "It is said that in order to collect the cold qi, the predecessors of the sect traveled all over the Northern Wilderness Ice Plain and the West Pole. ”

Fang Zhuo was secretly surprised when he heard this, he knew that the path of cultivating the truth of the Dao was extremely resource-intensive, but he was still shocked by the magnanimity of the Bitter Sword Sect.

"Then dare to ask Senior Brother Cai, what is flickering in the river is the sword?"

"Of course. Cai Fatzi said: "That's the disciples who cultivate the spiritual power of the ice system, and dip their swords in the river water to refine the sword intent sword spirit or their own divine sense." ”

"Oh. ”

Fang Zhuo was watching, when he suddenly heard a loud bang on the surface of the lake. He and Cai Fatzi turned their heads to look, only to see a huge water dragon jumping out of the lake, bringing up a huge wave!

"Who is this? I don't know any rules. Cai Fatzi said to himself with his eyebrows.

"Shut down!" Fang Zhuo's familiar cold voice suddenly sounded. I saw a faint blue sword light flying over the opposite bank, and a sword slashed the giant dragon into two pieces!

Fang Zhuo saw that the giant dragon's scale armor was like that, and for a while, he didn't even realize that the giant dragon was actually formed by the condensation of a large amount of lake water with spiritual power gathered all over his body. At this moment, Zhou Baiping's long sword turned into a water spirit suddenly and silently decomposed into a mist in the sky, and the mist rolled up, actually rolling the giant dragon that was more than ten zhang thick into it, and sending the huge amount of lake back to the lake silently. And the other two faint blue water spirit swords, one left and one right, flew around the shore of the lake. The huge waves that the water dragon stirred up when it came out of the water originally stood up on the wall, ten feet high, but it also quietly disappeared into nothing.

"Many disciples are cultivating here, and making too much noise can easily affect others. If there is a disciple who happens to rush to the level by chance, it is very easy to have a big problem. Cai Fatzi explained quietly on the side.

"Therefore, there are at least three senior disciples of the inner sect in the sect every day, so as to avoid a similar situation. ”

"That dragon is ................... The giant dragon suddenly jumped out of the water, looking forward to its majestic posture, majestic, Fang Zhuo's heart was still pounding at the moment.

That is a manifestation of the flow of the mind and the transformation of the mind. Cai Fatzi said: "It is estimated that which disciple suddenly had an understanding and was excited." ”

"Xu Changfeng of Heart Sword Peak, demerit once, punished for three months and not allowed to set foot in Shuiling Lake. Another Qingyue's voice sounded, and then Fang Zhuo saw a tall figure stepping on a long sword, holding a person in his hand, castrated like lightning, and suddenly disappeared into the mountains and forests.

"It's Senior Brother Wang Yuncheng of Fajian Peak, and he is also on duty here. Fang Zhuo could hear it, it seemed that Cai Fatzi also had a lot of respect for this Wang Yuncheng.

Seeing the methods of the young monks, Fang Zhuo's heart became even more longing.

"Senior Brother Cai, how far is Wangjian Peak?"

"It's not far, it's coming soon. ”