Calabash Fairy

"If the Pure Yang Sword Intent pursues extreme speed and sharpness like a cold-light longsword, it will fall into a lower category."

Fang Yan brought two fingers together and held them upright in front of his chest. All his insights into the Pure Yang Sword Intent were flashing through his mind, making his eyes brighter and brighter. The Pure Yang Sword Seed also began to tremble and hum excitedly, bursting out with an unprecedented crimson-gold radiance.

"When this sword strikes, it should be like the blazing sun falling, its power boundless!"

With a sudden burst of inspiration, the blazing crimson flames in Fang Yanfu's eyes quickly transformed into two crimson suns, and his sword aura changed, causing his power to surge!

The next moment, the two pure yang spirit swords merged into one, bursting forth with boundless crimson-gold radiance.

The incomparably sharp Pure Yang Spirit Sword, in an instant, transformed into a great sun and descended with unparalleled power, slashing towards the four cold-light longswords!

"boom----"

With a deafening roar, the four azure sword energies were utterly destroyed, even the four gleaming longswords shattered into dust under the sun-like crimson-gold sword light...

At the same time, the rays of light emanating from the Pure Yang Sword Seed within Fang Yan's body gradually subsided, and the Pure Yang Sword Seed became increasingly solid, its magnificent blade almost resembling a real magic weapon longsword.

The Pure Yang Sword Seed is now only one step away from becoming his natal magic weapon.

Fang Yan slowly stood up, a smile on his face.

The power that the Pure Yang Sword Intent could truly unleash far exceeded his expectations, but the consumption of spiritual energy also increased significantly. With his current cultivation level, he could only unleash five sword strikes at most before his spiritual energy was exhausted.

However, similarly, the power of this sword does not require the use of the pure Yang sword energy it has cultivated. If this sword were to strike the old wolf king back then, even if he did not die, he would certainly be seriously injured.

"In the path of cultivation, cultivation level is the foundation..."

Fang Yan shook his head and was about to leave when his expression froze. The next moment, the heavens and earth trembled together.

"boom........"

He quickly looked up and saw a sword tip as huge as a mountain piercing through the dim sky, slowly falling in his direction.

Fang Yan had not expected the sword technique inheritance space to suddenly change like this. He quickly withdrew and watched as the giant sword in the sky gradually revealed its blade and hilt until the ancient giant sword was fully revealed and plunged straight into the ground.

Fang Yan stood beneath the giant sword, his figure appearing as insignificant as an ant looking up at a towering tree.

"Sword Tower..."

As a message entered Fang Yan's mind from the inheritance space, Fang Yan looked at the sword tower in front of him with a sudden realization.

He has now grasped the essence of his own sword intent, forged his own path in the sword, and has a solid foundation. He can now enter the Sword Tower to fight continuously and refine his sword intent.

However, the Sword Tower differs from the Cold Light Longsword; it contains three thousand different sword intents, allowing him to hone his sword...

"Three thousand kinds of sword intent?"

After a moment's thought, Fang Yan left the sword technique inheritance space.

In the Qingfeng Secret Realm, Fang Yan slowly opened his eyes. He picked up the jade slip on the stone table beside him, and his consciousness sank into it. He quickly found the information he was looking for.

"The Heavenly Book... is also recorded in the information left by Fairy Yunhua. This half of the Heavenly Book, the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Technique, is extremely rare, but it is still partially or even completely passed down in some top-tier lineages."

"That's understandable, after all, some of the lineages in this world were passed down from the celestial deities, and they have profound foundations."

"The Ni Chang Immortal Sect is a branch of the lineage passed down by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, and to this day, there is still a statue of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden enshrined in the Ni Chang Immortal Sect."

"However... these seventy-two Earthly Fiend Techniques in the Daoist tradition seem to be just seventy-two top-tier spells, without such miraculous power. And the sword technique inheritance could not possibly have three thousand sword intents for others to hone their swords..."

Fang Yan thought about it carefully and realized that his half of the Heavenly Book was passed down by the Heavenly Dao and directly imprinted in his body. Perhaps it was completely different from the Earthly Fiend Techniques passed down by the elders of the Daoist sects.

Fang Yan composed himself, slowly stood up, and the sword aura around him quickly subsided as if a precious sword were being sheathed, making his aura clear and gentle once again.

"Regardless, three thousand different sword intents... that's truly something to look forward to..."

Fang Yan smiled and slowly walked to the front of the spirit field. He stretched out his palm, and as he used the Spring Returns to All Things Divine Power, a vibrant green breeze swept across the entire Qingfeng Secret Realm, causing the many spiritual materials in the spirit field to shimmer with spiritual light and grow well.

The four Phoenix Spirit Pear spiritual roots in the spiritual field have stopped growing taller, as if they have reached their limit. However, Fang Yan can clearly feel that the vitality of these four crimson spiritual roots is constantly rising and brewing.

The swarm of spirit bees under the Phoenix Spirit Pear's spiritual root remained unchanged, flying among the spiritual flowers every day to collect spiritual honey. Fang Yan had rarely refined Purple Crystal Pills during this period, and now he had stored up four bottles of Purple Crystal Honey.

The only pity is that the other types of honey that the spirit bees can produce have remained stagnant.

Apart from that, all the other spiritual roots planted in the spiritual field last year are growing well.

The trunks of the three Cloud Mist Fruit Trees spiraled upwards, their branches dense and lush. The other three Hundred-Leaf Sword Grasses were also about half a person's height, with each sword-like blade extending outwards from the center.

Even though he was busy cultivating during this time, Fang Yan still felt happy looking at the spiritual roots and herbs in the spiritual field.

Unfortunately, the Pure Yang Flower has very special growing conditions, requiring either a pure Yang or pure Yin __cpLocation; otherwise, he would have bought some spiritual seeds to cultivate.

"Speaking of which, I've accumulated quite a few spirit pills over this period of time. The quantity isn't huge, but most of them are high-grade spirit pills, so they should be quite valuable. I should find the Money Rat again to trade and see if Wanbao Trading Company has anything that we can use."

Fang Yan glanced at the medicine cabinet not far away, took the Wanbao Token from his waist, and channeled a stream of spiritual energy into it.

The next moment, the Wanbao Token lit up and emitted the excited sound of the Money Rat.

"Please rest assured, Lord Fang Yan! I will arrive at Qingfeng Mountain at noon tomorrow to conduct the transaction with you!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan was speechless for a moment.

Tomorrow at noon, will it be over in a day?

This one is getting more and more enthusiastic...

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In Xiahe Village, Yang Xiaochuan waited for twenty days until the ice and snow completely melted and the ground became muddy before Xu Hu and Su Xueyi and their group finally returned.

"Quickly! Move all these spinning machines down! Our clothes and bedding from now on will all depend on them!"

"Be careful not to break them! We've really gone to a lot of trouble with these big guys!"

Yang Xiaochuan looked at the bustling village entrance with a broad smile.

No wonder everyone was happy. Since the looms from Jinzhi Village could be brought back safely, the tools left behind by the other four villages could also be brought back safely.

However, the land is muddy now, making it unsuitable for pulling horse-drawn or ox-drawn carts along the mountain roads, so we can only wait a little longer.

On the other side, after directing the villagers of Jinzhi Village to unload the spinning wheels, Su Xueyi slowly walked towards Qingfeng Mountain, amidst Xu Hu's somewhat complicated expression...