One person ascends to the Pure Huang Court

Flying Sword Style: Nine-headed Dragon Flash,

The sword in Hu Xiuwu's hand turned into nine blood-red knife shadows, just like the nine-headed prince consort in the Bibotan Lake who appeared in the world, speaking evil words and having a bad look, ready to take people's souls and lives as soon as they opened their mouths, and would not return until they were bloodthirsty.

A shout resounded through the sky, like the cry of a flying crane reaching the nine heavens.

As Hu Xiuwu's trump card, the Nine-Headed Dragon Flash still caused some trouble for Tu Junfang.

The three corpses that were chopped into several pieces by Hu Xiuwu turned into a swarm of bees and quickly returned to Tu Junfang, turning into a thick black barrier, trying to block Hu Xiuwu's move.

But the black screen was torn into pieces by the nine-headed dragon in an instant, but there was no trace of Tu Junfang behind the barrier, and Hu Xiuwu immediately became alert.

Suddenly, Tu Junfang moved behind Hu Xiuwu like a ghost, swung out with one palm, and rushed straight to the back of Hu Xiuwu.

He came too quickly and too fiercely, and Hu Xiuwu had no time to dodge. He could only try his best to activate his Golden Light Spell, and the golden light condensed into a suit of armor to protect him.

Boom! !

Tu Junfang hit him, causing the sound of an exciting bell to ring, and the golden armor on Hu Xiuwu's body exploded like a tree of fire and silver flowers.

Seeing that Tu Junfang was still refusing to give in, Hu Xiuwu had no choice but to spit out the Tushita Fire.

As soon as the Tushita Fire appeared, Tu Junfang stopped his actions and reached out to grab the Tushita Fire swaying in the wind.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hu Xiuwu moved backwards, distanced himself from Tu Junfang, sheathed his sword, let out a long breath, and recalled today's fight in his mind, realizing his own shortcomings.

The art of swordsmanship cannot be learned behind closed doors. The fastest way to practice the way of swordsmanship is to fight with others, understand your gains and losses between life and death, and stimulate your potential between life and death.

Except for the strongest secret technique of the Flying Sword Style, the Sky-Soaring Dragon Flash, he has already mastered all other sword moves, all thanks to Tu Junfang who helped him learn the moves.

This was the twelfth time that Hu Xiuwu had fought with Tu Junfang, and it had been about half a year since Xue Liyang first went to the Hu family.

During the past six months, Tu Junfang would come to see Hu Xiuwu every half a month, and Hu Xiuwu would always come to the appointment, but he kept all this a secret from Hu Bayi.

The fact of having an affair with Quan Xing was still not accepted by most of the aliens, after all, Quan Xing had a bad reputation.

Every time he met Tu Junfang, Hu Xiuwu would not waste any words. He would just pick up the Wuzhu sheathed sword and chop at Tu Junfang.

Only when he is about to be defeated by Tu Junfang with swordsmanship alone, Hu Xiuwu will use the Wind and Fire Order to release the Tushita Fire. After being contaminated by the Tushita Fire, Tu Junfang will stop his attack and leave silently.

Then he would go deep into the mountains, away from the world, for several days, drinking dew, eating wild fruits, working day and night, meditating on the fire to gain enlightenment.

Tu Junfang needs the Tushita Fire to make up for the shortcomings of his own skills, but he wants the Tushita Fire to burn on his body to a moderate degree.

The Tushita fire must not go out due to lack of firewood, but the fire cannot be too fierce, making it difficult for Tu Junfang to study it.

But if one wants to maintain this state for a long time, it would be too energy-consuming. Even with Tu Junfang's ability, he could only maintain it for seven days.

Once seven days have passed, he will disperse the Tushita Fire on his own. Otherwise, he will fall into a coma due to excessive mental exhaustion.

But it's not something that can be completed in a short period of time to make up for the lost skills. He could only come to Hu Xiuwu again and again after resting to try it out himself.

There was a strange tacit understanding between the two men. Tu Junfang knew that Hu Xiuwu was using him as a whetstone to hone his swordsmanship. As long as Hu Xiuwu could meet his needs, he didn't care about this little thing.

During this period, Tu Junfang became increasingly thin and haggard, while Hu Xiuwu became more upright, with a gleam in his eyes, and a full spirit, and he also had a sense of the momentum of taking on the world with a sword.

It made Hu Xiuwu seem like a devil, squeezing everything out of Tu Junfang.

But don't underestimate Tu Junfang because of this. After all, he is still a Quan Xing.

Every time Tu Junfang fights Hu Xiuwu, he will never hold back. Instead, he will attack with the intention of killing Hu Xiuwu. After all, Hu Xiuwu is of no use if he cannot help him perfect his martial arts.

But after Hu Xiuwu releases the Tushita Fire, he will stop decisively.

From the beginning to the end, all he cared about was his own path.

In the previous exchanges, Hu Xiuwu was basically defeated in just a few moves. After all, this was the elder Quan Xing who could fight with the leader of the Tang Sect without losing.

If Tu Junfang didn't have something to ask for, how could Hu Xiuwu be qualified to use him as a whetstone now.

Hu Xiuwu was still standing there, appreciating today's gains, and his hands were constantly swinging his sword according to his thoughts.

When Hu Xiuwu was ready to go home contentedly, he found that Tu Junfang had violated his usual behavior and did not leave first. Instead, he stood quietly by the side waiting for Hu Xiuwu.

Hu Xiuwu calmly touched the hilt of the knife with his right hand and said:

"Why, are you interested in strolling with me under the moon today?"

Tu Junfang shook his head and said, "This is probably the last time I come to see you. After this time, I will go into seclusion and start to improve the current Three Demon Sect's mental method."

Hu Xiuwu raised his eyebrows: "Oh, fellow Taoist, are you saying goodbye to me?"

His tone was a little frivolous, because he knew that Tu Junfang was definitely not such a sentimental person, and he and Tu Junfang did not have such a deep friendship.

If they were in a different place or at a different time, Tu Junfang and Hu Xiuwu would definitely have a real life-and-death fight.

Tu Junfang shook his head again: "I don't have the time, I just want to invite you."

Hu Xiuwu was a little confused: "Invite me?"

"Correct."

Tu Junfang extended his hand to Hu Xiuwu: "I would like to invite you to join Quan Xing."

Chapter 93: All Sexual Authenticity

"Quan Xing? Why should I join Quan Xing?"

When Hu Xiuwu heard Tu Junfang's invitation, he thought it was a bit outrageous. He was living a good life now, so why would he join a cult for excitement?

Tu Junfang said seriously: "Daoyou, you and I are of the same kind. You were born to join Quanxing."

"Moral etiquette, rules and regulations, those are just burdens imposed on you by your teachers. You don't care about them at all, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have secretly met with me just to hone your sword skills."

"What do you care about in this world? Apart from your relatives, friends, and teachers, do you care about anyone else?"

Hu Xiuwu raised his eyebrows, and a girl's figure appeared in his mind:

"Who said that? I still care about a little girl."

"Young man, it's normal. You will understand in the future that those women will only hinder your practice."

Hu Xiuwu's feelings for Chen Duo are not as simple as admiration for Ai, but a feeling that he has seen another self among the countless people, and a natural sense of closeness.

But Hu Xiuwu did not refute Tu Junfang.

"I'm not asking you to learn from those fools who use the name of Quan Xing just to indulge their desires and be carried away by their desires."

Tu Junfang's words were filled with disdain for those mediocre people like him who were called all-powerful.

"I want you to become truly whole-minded, just like what Yang Zhu said: don't pull out a hair, don't take a hair."

“Don’t burden your body with material things, pursue your inner self, and preserve your true nature.”

"Your teacher Wu Dechang is dead, your parents are old, and one day there will be no one or anything in the world worth your nostalgia. At that time, you will naturally let go of the whole world."

"In that case, why don't you let it go in advance?"

"Why not join me in comprehending the way to slay the three corpses and ascend to heaven?"

Tu Junfang's words deeply touched Hu Xiuwu. He really did the same as Tu Junfang said, and didn't care about these things at all.

He had only lived the life that Wu Dechang wanted him to live, confined within the shell that Wu Dechang had woven for him. But as Tu Junfang had said, deep down in his heart he actually had no reverence for these things.

Otherwise, he would not have gone to the tomb with Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan to seek excitement and satisfy his curiosity.

Tu Junfang coldly watched Hu Xiuwu, who had a thoughtful look on his face. Of course, what he had just said was not entirely for Hu Xiuwu's good.

That was just his sophistry. He didn't mention Hu Xiuwu's future experience in what he said just now. He just captured Hu Xiuwu's current state, and based on this solidified state, he bewitched Hu Xiuwu to leave the world with him.

People do not exist statically like amber.

Instead, we live dynamically in this world and accept new things every day. Maybe one day, there will be new people or things that will leave a lasting impression on Hu Xiuwu.

That is why Yang Zhu's proposal of not taking even a penny is so difficult to achieve. Even Zhang Zhiwei, who had a noble mind, and Chen Duo, who had difficulty integrating into the world, had their own concerns in their hearts and found it difficult to let go.

Wu Gensheng, who was once the closest to this state, didn't know why his detached mentality was broken.

Tu Junfang said this only because he hoped to pull Hu Xiuwu to his side so that he could have one more person to help him complete the Three Demon Sect's skills.

However, Hu Xiuwu finally did not accept Tu Junfang's invitation. Even now, he still had concerns in his heart and did not want to fool around with Quan Xing's people.

Hu Xiuwu said: "I am very satisfied with my current life and have no intention of hiding from the XZ."

Tu Junfang was not disappointed. He had not expected that he could impress Hu Xiuwu with just one sentence. It would be enough if he could plant a seed of evil in Hu Xiuwu's heart.

"You changed your mind that day, and you knew how to find me."

Tu Junfang turned around and left. He estimated that he would have to stay in the mountains for quite a long time this time, so he had to be adequately prepared.

After Tu Junfang left, Hu Xiuwu also returned home. He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, unable to sleep. Suddenly, a black shadow passed under his pillow.

The black shadow flew to Hu Xiuwu's cheek and turned into a spirit snake covered in colorful brocade. It rubbed its head against Hu Xiuwu's cheek, as if to comfort him.

Hu Xiuwu woke up from his contemplation and played with the snake: "I'm fine, thank you for comforting me."

This colorful and very social snake is the spirit of the Three Corpse Needles, the Brocade Scaled Anaconda. Over the past six months, Hu Xiuwu has used soul incense to nourish the Three Corpse Needles every night, while also assisting in his own practice.

With the help of the soul incense, more than ten years of hard work were saved. In just half a year, the vicious snake in the Three Corpse Needles was transformed into a spiritual spirit, the Brocade Scaled Anaconda.

With the help of the Golden Scaled Anaconda, Hu Xiuwu no longer needs to control the Three Corpse Needles himself.

The Three Corpse Needles can defend against enemies on their own under the control of the Brocade Scaled Anaconda, and can also transform into their original form and become a ferocious poisonous snake like Yuan Tao's Nine Dragon Sons.

In this form, the Three Corpse Needles are more flexible and their power is far greater than usual. However, if one is injured in this form, the injury will be difficult to heal.

Not only the Three Corpse Needles, but even Hu Xiuwu's cultivation in the Golden Light also improved rapidly. If it were the previous Hu Xiuwu, if the Golden Light Curse had not been blessed by the Three Corpse Qi, he would not have been able to withstand Tu Junfang's palm at all.

In addition to these two items, Hu Xiuwu also had an unexpected surprise. During this period of time, the Wu Zhu Shao Yu Zhang Sword was also absorbing the power of will in the soul incense. He found that inside the Wu Zhu Shao Yu Zhang Sword, there seemed to be a sword spirit that was injured and sleeping.

The instrument has its own spirit, which is something that no ordinary instrument can do.

The Three Corpse Needles also takes an unconventional approach, forcibly sealing other spirit beasts inside a magical instrument as an instrument spirit. Its essence is far from being able to give birth to an instrument spirit.

After Hu Xiuwu told Master Hui Er about the abnormality of Wu Zhushao Yuzhang Knife, Master Hui Er taught him a method, asking Hu Xiuwu to inject the sword energy he had cultivated from his practice of Fei Tian Yu Jian Liu into the blade to stimulate the recovery of the blade spirit.

With the power of the soul fragrance and Hu Xiuwu's efforts, the sword spirit has shown signs of awakening in the past few days.

During these two fights with Tu Junfang, Hu Xiuwu could vaguely feel that there was some faint consciousness inside the blade responding to him. Especially when Hu Xiuwu performed exquisite sword moves, the blade spirit in the sword became more excited.

Since he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning in bed, Hu Xiuwu simply got up from the bed, took out the Wuzhu scabbard sword from the ghost tomb, and planned to work harder and overtime today to help the sword spirit in the sword wake up early.

Hu Xiuwu converted his own Qi into sword Qi and continuously input it into the blade. The Wu Zhushao Yuzhang Sword emitted a faint fluorescence, and the Gengjin Qi on the blade continuously absorbed Hu Xiuwu's sword Qi like a sponge.

A silver mist emanated from the blade, floating above it and transforming into a platinum-colored cloud that constantly changed its shape.

Under Hu Xiuwu's care, it grew stronger and stronger. It was no longer scattered like clouds, but instead began to transform from misty clouds into liquid platinum emitting a faint glow.