I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 624 Black Water Xuanhuang Sword Finger (Happy National Day)
While eating snacks and sipping the tea in the cup, the voices of everyone's discussions in the tea shop kept pouring into Ye Fangxian's ears.

After traveling a long distance and rushing all the way back to the boundary of the West Man Mountains, he will settle down in Juliu City. Apart from being a little tired, he naturally wants to take this opportunity to gain a little more understanding of the current West Man Mountain boundaries.

After all, it has been nearly a hundred years since he left the Western Man Mountains.

He had absolutely no idea what the current situation in the Western Man Mountains was like.

Among the teahouses, fish and dragons are mixed together, and if you want to inquire about news, this kind of place is naturally the most suitable place.

Sitting on the tea table, he was leisurely and leisurely. He didn't have to do anything at all. He just listened quietly for a while, and he knew a lot of things naturally.

"Today's Bloodthirsty Sect seems to be in the limelight!"

"After staying in this tea shop for a long time, it seems that there is something wrong with the current Ximan mountain boundary."

"When I left, Yaowang Valley was still the overlord of Ximan Mountain, and within its sect, there were at least seven or eight experts at the level of true immortals and real demons."

"But now, I only hear people talking about the Bloodthirsty Sect, but I haven't seen anyone talking about our Medicine King Valley."

"Based on normal logic, this shouldn't be done at all!"

……

Taking a sip of the tea in the cup, this idea suddenly appeared in Ye Fangxian's mind, and he frowned.

Sweeping around, his gaze fell on a middle-aged man sitting next to him, who was also sitting alone in the tea shop.

That man, with a broad sword on his back, seemed to be an ordinary warrior.

However, with Ye Fangxian's eyesight, he was able to confirm at a glance that the broad sword carried by the middle-aged man was clearly a magic sword.

Ordinary warriors can only use magic swords as ordinary swords. Only practitioners can truly display the power of magic swords.

There is no doubt that this middle-aged man should be a cultivator.

"Brother, isn't the most powerful sect within the boundaries of the Western Man Mountains the Valley of the Medicine King?"

"In this tea shop, no one has heard of them. Can I ask, what is the situation in the Yaowang Valley today?"

He took the initiative to walk to the next seat and sat down opposite the middle-aged man. Ye Fangxian tentatively asked.

"Back then, in the battle between Yaowang Valley and Tianji Sacred Cult, both sides suffered heavy losses. Their true immortal and real demon level almost died completely."

"In the end, the Medicine King Valley was closed for a hundred years, and the Holy Cult of Heaven's Extremes disappeared from the world."

"These two great powers have not appeared in the world for many years."

"You don't even know about such important matters, fellow daoist, you won't be living in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests forever?"

The middle-aged man with the magic sword on his back looked Ye Fangxian up and down.

Perhaps it was because he didn't ask Ye Fangxian for advice at all, and sat directly opposite him, feeling a little unhappy in his heart.

While responding to Ye Fangxian, he rolled his eyes and gave Ye Fangxian a look of contempt.

"What? Medicine King Valley has suffered heavy losses, and the valley has been closed for a hundred years?"

Hearing this news, Ye Fangxian's complexion changed and he exclaimed.

Since he was a child, he worshiped in the Valley of the Medicine Kings, and he was highly trained, so he naturally has a deep affection for the Valley of the Medicine Kings.

Over the years, he has wandered around in other realms and gained quite a reputation.

It is no longer one or two who want to try to recruit his forces.

It's a pity, in his heart, he was born as a person in the Valley of the Medicine Kings, and died as a ghost in the Valley of the Medicine Kings.

As for the solicitation of other forces, he naturally refused without saying a word.

This time, he returned to the Ximan mountain boundary, besides wanting to get back the dignity he lost from Chen Hai, he returned to the Yaowang Valley, and it was also his purpose to let the Yaowang Valley become famous because of him. one.

But now, just after returning to the boundary of Ximan Mountain, he suddenly heard the news, and endless anger rushed into his heart immediately.

The next moment, a gust of wind blew past, blowing the hall of the tea shop into chaos, and Ye Fangxian, as if he had never appeared before, had completely disappeared.

……

Outside the gate of the Bloodthirsty Sect, on the Black Narcissus Mountain, the gate of the cultivation hall, which had been closed tightly on the top of the mountain, finally opened slowly.

"Congratulations, Master, congratulations, Master!"

"I have retreated for several years, and finally broke through. I must have mastered you, Master!"

As soon as he came out of the training hall, Chen Hai just took a few deep breaths, a figure flashed past, and Zhang Tianci had already appeared nearby, with a charming smile on his face, and saluted him.

Three years ago, the merger of the Wulei Sect into the Bloodthirsty Sect was completed, and after the situation in the sect basically stabilized, he put down everything, ran to the Black Narcissus Mountain, and began to practice meditation.

The closer you are to the top of the mountain, the closer you are to the sky, and the better the effect of cultivation.

Is this really the case?There is no way to know this, but most practitioners think so.

Chen Hai's training place has always been on the top of this mountain, while Zhang Tianci opened up a cave a little below the top of the mountain as his usual training place.

It was for this reason that the door of the cultivation hall had only just opened, and he had already sensed the movement, so he ran here immediately.

After the matter of the merger was settled, when he came to Heishuixian Mountain just now, Chen Hai met him and encouraged him.

Zhang Tianci naturally knew something about Chen Hai's plan to create his own method of killing and cutting.

If this kind of method can be created successfully, it will be the standard killing method of their lineage.

As Chen Hai's chief disciple, Zhang Tianci can naturally inherit and practice this method.

"It's a great achievement, it's not even worth talking about."

"The killing method I created, I named it Black Water Xuanhuang Sword Finger."

"This kind of method is still just a start-up, and it is still a long way from being perfected."

"Theoretically speaking, this black water black and yellow sword finger can cross the void and kill the enemy in an instant from thousands of miles away."

"But the theory is the theory. When it is actually used in actual combat, I have no way of knowing what kind of power it can exert."

"This time, I came out of the cultivation hall just to test it out. How powerful is my black water black and yellow sword finger?"

Nodding lightly, Chen Hai explained with a smile.

For a long time, with his strong body, he has never been defeated in close combat, and he can almost be called invincible.

Of course, this kind of invincibility must be limited to the same level.

Let him cross the great realm and challenge the heavenly immortals with the power of the earthly immortals, that would be his own death.

Melee combat is Chen Hai's forte. What kind of killing method did he create?He thought about it for a long time.

In the end, he decided to make up for his own shortcomings and create a method of long-distance attack.

The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, and the light of a sword is cold on nineteen continents.

This is the realm Chen Hai yearns for. In his opinion, the so-called supernatural powers and secret methods can only be considered qualified if they achieve this effect.

It's a pity that he has only used knives before. As for weapons like swords, he has never touched them at all, and he has never considered being a sword fairy at all.

After much deliberation, he finally decided to settle for the next best thing and create a kind of sword point.

Since he had such an idea in his heart, based on the various background information he had mastered in his hands, he worked hard and painstakingly. Until today, his black water black and yellow sword fingers can barely be regarded as a prototype.

(End of this chapter)