The Long Journey to Immortality

"Master... Fellow Daoist Fu," under Fu Ding's gaze, Fang Lin changed the word "Master" he originally wanted to say, "Why did you come here in person?"

“I heard that Fellow Daoist Feng brought his daughter here as a guest, so I came to greet her,” Fu Ding said, looking at Feng Jiao. “This must be Fellow Daoist Feng’s daughter.”

Upon seeing this, Feng Jiao quickly bowed and greeted him, "Greetings, Senior Fu."

After rummaging through his storage pouch for a while, Fu Ding took out a jade ornament and stuffed it into Feng Jiao's hand. "Since it's our first meeting, as your elder, I naturally want to give you a gift. This jade pendant is a low-grade magic artifact, but it's not bad as an ornament. I'll give it to you today."

This jade ornament was clearly prepared by Fu Ding on his own; it is a pendant shaped like a phoenix totem.

Feng Jiao was delighted and happily accepted the gift. Before she could even say thank you, Feng Yang expressed his gratitude on her behalf.

With Feng Jiao as a bridge, Fu Ding and Feng Yang, who had never met before, were able to strike up a conversation.

Fengyang had naturally heard of Fu Ding's name.

Feng Yang could sense Fu Ding's sincerity from the fact that he had made a special trip to meet with him.

Han Lu was curious about what the two would talk about, but she didn't expect that they would only chat about family matters and not mention any important matters concerning the two tribes.

Just as Han Lu was thinking of fast-forwarding and skipping over this tedious part of the story, an unexpected event occurred.

Suddenly, a cultivator whose cultivation level disregarded the Foundation Establishment stage barged into the reception room without announcing himself.

Looking at the two great figures, Fu Ding, who sat in the head seat, and Fang Lin, who sat in the second seat, the junior cultivator hesitated for a moment before bowing to Fu Ding and reporting, "Reporting to Clan Chief Fu, an enemy invasion has been discovered thirty miles away. Please give instructions."

The small village where the group was temporarily staying was located on the very edge of the eastern human territory, and the village was often harassed by other tribes.

Naturally, the village has monks stationed inside as a defensive force, and checkpoints and barriers are set up outside the village to provide early warnings and forecasts.

Upon hearing this news, Fu Ding immediately understood why this matter had attracted the attention of foreign tribes. "Fellow Daoist Fang, it must be because your arrangement for the security officer to deliver a message to the tribe was discovered by the scouts of the foreign tribes."

"Those villains thought the place was undefended at this time, so they deliberately chose this moment to launch a sneak attack and harass us, hoping to get revenge."

Upon hearing this, the three Nascent Soul cultivators in the reception room burst into laughter.

Feng Jiao also covered her mouth, smiling.

Fang Lin said, "However, these scoundrels have indeed come at an inopportune time. I will go and deal with them casually to avoid affecting the spring plowing and disturbing everyone's leisurely conversation."

Having served as the local security officer, Fang Lin naturally knew that most of the scoundrels who came to cause trouble were only at the Golden Core Realm. To him, these Golden Core Realm enemies were indeed minor troubles that he could easily eliminate.

Upon hearing that Fang Lin was about to make a move, Han Lu became very excited.

Although she had already elevated her understanding of the "point" technique to a certain level and successfully broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage of the Seven Kill Sword Technique, she would never have too much of this kind of understanding of the sword path.

She had been anticipating Fang Lin's move for months.

But when Han Lu saw Feng Jiao sitting upright in the hall, the excitement in her heart vanished instantly.

"Senior Fang Lin is indeed going to make a move, but Feng Jiao needs to be there to watch so that I can have the honor of witnessing Senior Fang's prowess."

Just as Han Lu was feeling down, Feng Yang suddenly spoke up, "Jiao'er, you should also go with Fellow Daoist Fang."

Feng Yang's arrangement was clearly intended to demonstrate his stance and to put the Illusion Phoenix Clan on the same side as the Eastern Human Clan over this small matter.

In addition, it also implies training Feng Jiao.

With Fang Lin, a Nascent Soul cultivator, taking care of her, Feng Yang felt this was the best opportunity for her daughter to integrate into the wild and dangerous environment.

Feng Yang did not explain his intentions, but upon hearing Feng Yang speak like this, both Fang Lin and Fu Ding, these two shrewd people, immediately showed joy on their faces.

The naive Feng Jiao didn't immediately understand her father's intentions, but she showed no intention of disobeying him.

Standing up, Feng Jiao looked at Fang Lin and bowed, saying, "Senior Fang, I hope you will take care of me later and let me see the world and admire your sword-wielding prowess in battle."

Fang Lin was overjoyed that the Phoenix Clan had expressed their stance so early. He laughed and said, "Of course. I was originally thinking of just casually making a couple of moves to get rid of these villains. But if my niece Feng were here, I would show her some real skills and let her broaden her horizons."

So Fengyang and Fu Ding continued their conversation in the reception room.

Fang Lin, along with Feng Jiao and Xiao Hui, flew towards the discovered territory on a spirit-grade flying shuttle, guided by the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Floating in the air, flying alongside the four people, Han Lu's heart was pounding with excitement.

Chapter 333 The First Sword Cultivator

As the saying goes, "Seeing is believing."

For Han Lu, who grew up listening to stories of ancient cultivators and later researched a lot of information about the era of ancient cultivators, Fang Lin's name was legendary.

Compared to Fu Ding, who spends all his time in the human race's core area managing internal affairs, Fang Lin's record of victories in history books and folk tales is more than double digits.

Of these battles worthy of being recorded in history books and folk tales, there are nearly twenty instances of the weak defeating the strong and the few defeating the many.

This also made Fang Lin's reputation as the number one sword cultivator widely known, and he was recognized by cultivators, historians, and even almost all ordinary people.

Although Han Lu had many extraordinary encounters, he could be said to be the cultivator who had seen the Ancient Cultivation Forest the most times while living in the human world.

However, she has never had the chance to appreciate Fang Lin, who is known as the number one swordsman, using his sword to kill enemies.

Now, by sheer chance, the opportunity to watch the ancient cultivators fight up close suddenly presented itself to Han Lu.

For Han Lu, who could barely be considered Fang Lin's disciple, it was normal to be excited, or even feel a bit suffocated.

After all, such an opportunity is extremely rare; no one would believe you if you bragged about it at the dinner table. You couldn't come across one even with a lantern.

Not to mention that in addition to the visual enjoyment, watching a battle may also provide an opportunity to improve one's understanding of swordsmanship.

So, while traveling on the clouds with Fang Lin, Feng Jiao, Xiao Hui, and others, Han Lu secretly prayed in her heart.

"Hopefully these blind scoundrels can hold their own a bit longer, allowing Senior Fang Lin to unleash a few more moves and not finish them off so hastily..."

Thinking about it, Han Lu turned her gaze to Feng Jiao again, "Sister Feng Jiao, please remember to ask more questions later so that Senior Fang Lin can demonstrate more. I would be so grateful to you."

Despite her prayers, Han Lu, who was merely using the power of the Moon Pearl to view images from 100,000 years ago, had no way of affecting the historical events that had occurred. She was simply seeking psychological comfort.

Compared to missing an opportunity or never encountering one at all, the former is more regrettable.

In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Fang Lin, carrying Yunwu, Feng Jiao, Xiao Hui, and the Foundation Establishment cultivator who reported the enemy situation, arrived near the outpost where the invasion had been discovered.

When Fang Lin arrived, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators stationed at this outpost were struggling to hold on, relying on the outpost's restrictive array.

There are two types of monsters besieging the sentry post: six-legged dragons and earth dragons. Both are "new" races born from the diffusion, dilution, and mixing of dragon bloodlines.

The six-legged dragon is like a giant snake with six somewhat deformed legs, and this monster still exists in the wilderness.

The earth dragon, on the other hand, is like a hybrid of a pangolin and a dragon. Although it is not particularly attractive like the six-legged snake, its thick scales make it much more imposing than the six-legged snake.

Like the Phoenix Clan, the pure-blooded Dragon Clan does not have outstanding reproductive capabilities.

Therefore, the dragon race was originally just a large race in the wild world, not the ruler, relying on its innate supernatural powers and a large number of high-level true spirits to dominate one side.

However, as the dragon bloodline spread, numerous weaker but vastly different vassal hybrid races emerged, and the dragon race's power grew day by day, eventually making it the overlord of the entire barbaric world.

The human race, which opposed the old power of the dragons, naturally clashed head-on with these vassal races that were related to the dragons by blood.

Outside the sentry post, there were nearly twenty six-legged dragons and earth dragons displaying their supernatural powers or using their powerful bodies to attack the formation.

They wanted to destroy the outpost, kill the human cultivators inside, and avenge their people who had died in battle against humans.

Although it was impossible to discern the approximate cultivation level of these demonic beasts, Han Lu estimated, based on the fierce battle between these demonic beasts and the cultivators who were defending with the array, that the vast majority of these demonic beasts were equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Realm, with perhaps only one or two leading demonic beasts possessing the strength equivalent to a Golden Core cultivator.

"As expected, they're just a bunch of petty scoundrels." Han Lu, a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the early stage, stood behind Fang Lin, a Nascent Soul cultivator, and complained about the demonic beasts whose cultivation surpassed hers.

Seeing that it was only enemies of this level who came to harass him, Fang Lin, who had originally planned to show off his skills in front of Feng Jiao, who was very likely to be the future leader of the Illusion Phoenix Clan, was somewhat disappointed.

He shook his head, sighed, and said, "It's just some earth dragons and six-legged dragons. I thought I'd see a direct descendant of a dragon clan leading an army to harass us."

Feng Jiao, relying on her True Spirit Bloodline, had no major problem dealing with these villains. Naturally, she also felt a little regretful that she couldn't see Fang Lin's perfect performance. "I also thought I would be fortunate enough to witness Senior Fang Lin's superb swordsmanship and feast my eyes on it."

The two "experts" were sighing and lamenting, while the Foundation Establishment cultivator who came to the reception room to report the news was extremely anxious as he watched his companion struggling in the sentry array.

However, due to his status and cultivation level, he could not urge them, and could only say, "I hope Senior Fang Lin will lend a helping hand and rescue my friends."

In Fang Lin's view, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators at the outpost could hold out for at least another quarter of an hour, and this experience would definitely be a good training opportunity for them.

"I originally wanted to let them gain some experience at the outpost before I rescued them."

"But since I'm already here, I'll make my move now."

Fang Lin patted his storage bag and took out a silver-gray spirit sword. He held the sword in his hand like an ordinary swordsman. "You all watch carefully and see if you can learn anything useful from my sword techniques."

Feng Jiao, Xiao Hui, and the human Foundation Establishment cultivator all held their breath and fixed their gazes on Fang Lin's sword.

Han Lu's performance was only slightly different from the other three.

Having already achieved some success in the art of swordsmanship, Han Lu knew that compared to the form of the sword, the intent of the sword was what needed to be understood and comprehended even more.

The sudden arrival of four uninvited guests in human form naturally attracted the attention of the nearly twenty monsters besieging the sentry post.

The three cultivators who were desperately releasing their spiritual energy to maintain the formation inside the sentry post were overjoyed when they saw the appearance of the reinforcements.

Fang Lin, due to his cultivation level and reputation, is naturally an idol-like figure among human cultivators.

"Senior Fang Lin has arrived!"

"I had heard that Senior Fang Lin came to the village yesterday. I was upset because I was on guard duty and missed the chance to meet him. I never expected that I would have the opportunity to see Senior Fang Lin use his spirit sword today."

……

Apart from two earth dragons and a six-legged snake at the Golden Core stage, the monsters besieging the sentry post had only slightly awakened their intelligence.

Therefore, without waiting for the two leading Golden Core realm demon beasts to give orders, the other demon beasts subconsciously abandoned their attack on the "turtle shell" of the sentry post and instead attacked Fang Lin and the others, who seemed more like they could be easily manipulated.

Faced with Fang Lin, the two Golden Core level demonic beasts, who had already gained intelligence, immediately realized that this cultivator, whose true strength was unfathomable, was not someone to be trifled with.

But by the time they cried out and tried to restrain their men and organize a retreat, it was already too late.

Chapter 334 Two Moves

As the human race grew stronger and more powerful, and the fact that True Spirits could transform into human form when advancing to the Transformation Realm, which was comparable to the Golden Core Realm, was revealed, the human race was placed in opposition to many True Spirit races.

The enmity between the two sides, forged through fighting and killing, can only be settled with more bloodshed.

Given the various historical grievances, the language barrier, and the fact that the other party's level of understanding was far below his own, Fang Lin had no intention of engaging in dialogue with the other party or resolving the matter through gentle means.

So, Fang Lin simply looked at the numerous demonic beasts rushing towards him, and with his back to Feng Jiao and the others, he whispered again, "Watch carefully."

The moment those words reached Han Lu's ears, Fang Lin made his move.

Han Lu's eyes widened. She had thought that Fang Lin would unleash some earth-shattering sword technique, which might even cause a change in the heavens and earth.

Unexpectedly, he simply swung his spirit sword twice into the air, creating a few seemingly powerless sword gusts that stirred the air.

After doing all this, Fang Lin resumed his sword-wielding stance.