Fairy, I really am a villain!

Seeing his listless look, the Sword Immortal was slightly amused and said, "Why are you saying that? The Covenant of the Azure Sword Immortal and the Covenant of the Divine Sword Master are more than enough to lay the foundation for your swordsmanship. Do you want me to give them up?"

"So you just..."

"What I mean is that you don't have to pursue the highest level of swordsmanship. This varies from person to person. Just go as far as you can." The Sword Immortal was very patient. Seeing that he was disappointed, he encouraged him, "You don't have to belittle yourself. The Emperor is definitely the best in the world. You should also have this confidence."

"Ah? Then I don't want to follow the path of the Blood Robe Cult..."

Fang Xiwen remembered that he was indeed somewhat peculiar to the blood evil energy, but he did not want to go along with those lunatics. But if this was the only way to gain power, then there was no choice...

"No." The sword immortal shook his head gently, "You don't have to worry about this matter. There will be a way out. Just practice swordsmanship first, and I will help you. I probably can't catch up with Fang Qingxiao, but I'm not much behind the top of the list."

Yes, his talent is not in swordsmanship at all, and he shouldn't practice swordsmanship after all... In this life, his path has deviated too much, but we can't interfere too much. The emperor should be the strongest Tianyan sorcerer of all generations, not another sword immortal or sword master.

"Sword Fairy Mom, you are so kind to me!" After hearing her words, Fang Xiwen became happy again.

"That's enough. I'll really get angry." Although he said that, the sword immortal also smiled and extended his index finger and said, "You don't often use the Azure Sword Technique, and the one I created is too high-level, so it's not suitable for you.

The Emperor's Sword Skills are compatible with the Shocking Book. How about we talk about this today?"

"Okay, okay." Fang Xiwen nodded repeatedly, and quickly sat up straight to listen to the class.

"This move, 'Fire Dragon Raising Wind and Cloud in the Sky', is within the scope of awakening the mind, but its meaning is profound, and it is also your best move. Look at this sword." As he spoke, the sword fairy casually drew a line with his white index finger.

There was a loud "bang" and the world in front of him shattered like a mirror. He was already at an infinitely high place, and below him, the mountains and rivers were shattered, the capital was overturned, and fireworks were rising.

An emperor was sitting on the throne, looking around blankly, holding a golden sword full of humanity in his hand. Suddenly, the pair of golden eyes looked up and met his gaze—the emperor's face was filled with anger, and he slashed with his sword!

A fire tornado rolled up the ruins, carrying the blood and tears of a lost nation, tearing its way up to the sky, and the wind and clouds changed color!

"Aha!"

The blood-red cloud layer dropped a bit, and Fang Xiwen was startled. Coming back to reality, he found that the sword immortal's index finger had just added the last point, gathering everything at his fingertips.

"Sword Immortal, you are so powerful..."

"When your vision is high enough, then you will be able to use every move to its true meaning." The swordsman said calmly, "Even if it is different from the original, its power will not be inferior."

With her guidance, Fang Xiwen carefully experienced the true meaning, and after understanding it, he drew out his sword and swung it. The sword fairy seemed to have adapted to some physical contact, and occasionally taught him hand in hand.

The touch is icy and cool, completely different from those soft little hands...

After finishing a period of practice, the sword fairy was about to disperse and not disturb his sleep, but Fang Xiwen called her again.

"I have an idea for a sword move, I hope you can listen to it."

"can."

"Do you know the Six Meridians Divine Sword?" Fang Xiwen's eyes lit up when he said this, and he was very excited. To be honest, isn't it better to practice swordsmanship like the white-robed sword god, with his sword energy running wild?

Seeing the sword immortal shaking his head, he spoke in more detail. Halfway through, the former also became interested and sat back in his chair and listened quietly.

"Six different kinds of sword energy..." The Sword Immortal shook his head after hearing this. "Not to mention whether I can remember the routes and whether they will conflict with each other, it's already very difficult to collect all six."

"Eh, is it not possible?" He always felt that the sword immortal had misunderstood something. He was talking about the six meridians in the hand.

"Of course, ordinary people can't do it, but you have eight or nine in your body, and your major is the Book of Shocking Worlds, and you have two sword contracts... If this technique really exists, you are the only one who can master it."

"Really?"

The sword immortal nodded and said, "Although I don't know where the acupoints you are talking about are, but if you have six, you have just enough. My 'Bi Luo', the sword master's 'Frost Sky', 'Wan Xiang', your own 'Tian Xia' sword intent, if you can also derive two veins of life and death sword intent, then won't it be complete?

As for the exercises, I will write one for you."

"Sword Immortal, you are so high-profile now... Wait, Frost Sky and All Things are two different sword intents?" It was the first time Fang Xiwen heard such a statement and was a little surprised.

"Of course. One is extremely sharp and focused on killing. The other is to open up a new world and reenact the sword intent of earth, water, fire and wind. Great destruction leads to great rebirth. In a sense, it is also the sword intent of life and death." At this point, the sword immortal's expression was a little teasing. "Do you want to learn? I see Fang Qingxiao has feelings for you, why don't you just agree?"

This was the contract with the Sword Master of the Divine Court. Without the Sword Immortal telling him, he knew that Fang Qingxiao had more than just feelings for him, and her wolfish ambitions were not concealed at all. Perhaps if he just nodded and let go of the prejudice in his heart, he could get a deeper contract.

But he was unwilling to do so, because he was still the "Third Young Master", the "Legitimate Son of the Fang Family"/"Prince of the Marquisate", and not purely "Fang Xiwen".

“…Don’t make it sound like I’m playing with your feelings.” After a moment of silence, he said slowly.

"You know that these two kinds of sword intent are extremely outstanding images even if you look at the long river of time." The sword immortal raised his eyebrows and held his chin with one hand, "Really don't want to learn?"

"Of course I want to learn!" Fang Xiwen slammed the table. Huo De stood up, his face full of grief and indignation. "But why do I have to kiss before I can learn? Your contract is not serious at all!"

"Can you blame me for this?!" The sword immortal was so angry that his face turned slightly red. He also slammed the table and stood up, "It's all because of you who has that in your head. You are the thief crying thief!"

"You are so slanderous!"

"Asshole, have you forgotten what you did to Luo Qingni?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten. The question is why are you angry? Was it you who was kissed?" Fang Xiwen toughened up and looked down, stopping on the two delicate lips of the sword fairy.

"Oh, I taught you swordsmanship out of kindness, and you repay me with this?" The sword immortal was indeed experienced, and he calmed down in a breath, and glanced at him indifferently: "Foxes know how to repay kindness, let alone humans?"

"Yes, I did talk too much, I'm sorry." Fang Xiwen always corrected his mistakes and stood at attention, and continued: "But didn't you take the initiative to bring up this topic? If you didn't mention Fang Qingxiao, would I have said this?"

"..." The Sword Immortal fell silent with great difficulty.

After spending so much time together, and with his jokes, the content of their conversations became more casual. It was my fault that I drifted to this point. It was strange. This was something I should have predicted, but why did I feel uncomfortable when I saw him take the contract?

This is wrong. This shouldn't be the case. This is too much interference.

"Ah, don't ever think of keeping your distance from me," Fang Xiwen seemed to see through her thoughts at a glance, and said in a tough tone: "If you don't like me saying that, I will change. But if you dare to ignore me, I will immediately summon the Starfall Goddess and walk the Blood Evil Road again. The next time you see it, it will only be the Emperor."

“…Are you threatening me?” The woman narrowed her eyes and did not make any move. The strong sword intent of life and death that she felt when they first met descended upon her again.

This time the degree was even worse. Fang Xiwen's eyes seemed to wither, and the world seemed to be stripped of color. The wooden table decayed into ash, the window sills gradually peeled off, and the moon turned into a dead sphere.

His breathing became rapid, and his face began to pale, but he continued to say: "I just don't want to... leave you alone again. With such a strong sword of life and death, even if you don't say it, it's easy to guess what you've been through - it must have been very painful.

Just like I won't let a silly girl become a sword fairy, you don't have to bear it alone anymore, so don't worry, I'm here. I will protect you, even if it means giving up everything I have. "

Under the pressure of the sword of life and death, the man's future became clear again. He no longer wanted to be a kite that drifted with the tide. Even though he had lost his past, he could protect the future of others.

This must be the meaning of my coming to this world, Fang Xiwen no longer doubted it.

"That sounds nice." The sword immortal flicked his sleeves, and pure white sword intent blew past like a spring breeze. He immediately recovered and his cheeks became rosy again.

The woman hid the worry in her eyes, turned around, and said coldly: "We will be on the road tomorrow. Take care of yourself and don't die on the road. Call me when you find a resting place."

It should have been a very cool turn, but it somehow gave off a feeling of fleeing, and the figure disappeared. Only an empty teacup and a faint water stain on the rim of the cup were left in the room.

Chapter 143: Let Your Daughter Be Careful of Scumbags

The next day.

Fang Xiwen got up early in the morning and went to the restaurant they had arranged to have breakfast with Luo Ting and others. After a short rest, the group of seven people, some mounted their horses, some took the cars, and followed the official road out of the city.

Since Luo Ting saw that he couldn't ride a horse, he kindly arranged for him to ride in a carriage. Faced with this kindness, he accepted it with some embarrassment. Although the journey was a bit bumpy, it was relatively cool.

This trip was a soft escort. According to Luo Ting, they would encounter many bandits along the way, but most of them had some connections with the Longxing Escort Agency, so they could just make a promise and pay some money to get through.

After the payment is made, if the bandits’ territory is attacked, these people will help protect the escort silver, which is a kind of alternative form of black-eating-black.

But until nightfall, the group did not encounter any bandits. Fang Xiwen could see that Luo Ting looked a little unhappy, but he did not ask much and followed them to tie up the horses under a tree.

Several guys were brushing the horses' noses and feeding them. He leaned over to watch for a while, and someone enthusiastically told him, "Brush the horses every thirty miles," "Remember not to wash their faces these days," etc. Fang Xiwen smiled and agreed.

Soon, a bonfire started under the shelter of the carriage, emitting a reassuring warm red light. Seeing Luo Ting taking out a small stove nearby, he moved closer and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Warm the wine." Luo Ting showed a slight smile on his face. He licked his lips, rubbed his hands vigorously, and placed a small pot on top.

Not long after the fire started, the small pot began to emit a faint aroma of wine. Luo Ting was about to say something when a slightly fat, dark-skinned man ran over to him and grinned at him, "Boss Luo, the marks we made before are still there!"

"This is a godforsaken place, no one comes here at all, how could the mark not be there?" Luo Ting gently lifted the lid and sniffed it, then scolded the man with a smile.

Seeing Fang Xiwen's puzzled expression, Luo Ting explained casually: "Although this road is full of familiar hills, the second half is quite winding, with forests all around. It's easy for ordinary people to get in but difficult to get out, so there are not many people.

So when we bet on this kind of unhurried dart, we will take this route. "

"Safe!" Fang Xiwen gave a thumbs up.

"Hey, I won't tell ordinary people about it," Luo Ting smiled, and the slightly frosted temples trembled a little, "But for a young man like you, it's useless even if you know the way, haha."

"It's hard to say. What if I become a bodyguard in the future?" he joked.

"Oh, then you must tell me. After all, I am half a guide, so can I arrange a master-apprentice banquet?"

"Boss Luo, I think you just want to drink for free!" The deputy named Wang Xiong, the dark-skinned man, said, and then turned to Fang Xiwen and said, "Mr. Fang, don't be fooled by him. Boss Luo can drink ten bags of your silver!"

"Go away, you just talk nonsense." Luo Ting pretended to kick him, but the latter dodged nimbly, but his foot slipped and he rolled to a distance and hit the carriage. Everyone laughed.

It must be said that following an experienced escort team does make people feel at ease. Fang Xiwen had heard that Jiangzhou was not peaceful before coming here, and was ready to cause trouble, but seeing these people laughing and eating barbecue, he felt a little emotional.

After thinking for a while, he took out a brocade bag from his arms, opened it, took out the contents and looked at them again.

This is a map and a piece of paper with beautiful handwriting.

Several locations were marked on the map and circled in red ink. One of them was annotated with "Chiang's Boy", while the others were annotated with "Danger".

The note read, "Fool, I knew you wouldn't listen to my advice! I really want to fly over and break your ears. You're going to the tiger's den, aren't you?"

Forget it. Anyway, it’s best not to go to those places on the map. I’ve also marked the guy from the Jiang family for you… I shouldn’t have written it in, but I was afraid you would blame me.

Mr. Fang, I only miss you a little bit.

There is no more to say. I think the Saint Lady has a lot to say, and it is too long to write in eight or ten pages, so I will just stop writing.

This guy obviously can't handle his own affairs, but he still takes time to worry about him. He looks like he knows his character but can't do anything about it. It's so cute.

Carefully putting the note away, Fang Xiwen took the map and sat next to Luo Ting. Luo Ting was staring at the fire at this time. Seeing this, he asked without turning his head, "What's the matter?"

"Brother Luo, the route we are taking will pass through this place, right?" Fang Xiwen pointed to a crossed-out place, which was a temple, exactly the location marked by Jiang Xingchu.

"It will be nearby. How come?" Luo Ting stretched his neck to take a look, and his eyes returned to the small stove.

"It's just that I have a friend who seems to be in some trouble there. I have to go to help him, and I may have to separate from you then."

"That's good. Meeting is fate, but don't think we'll wait for you."

"How could that be? I'm already halfway there. At worst I can just go there by myself." Fang Xiwen put away the map and smiled.

"I will help you find another escort team then. You are so delicate and fragile that you might get caught." As he said that, Luo Ting brought over the warmed wine jug, opened the lid, took a sip, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Wow, it tastes really good."

"That's right." Although he was praising his wine, Luo Ting was very happy. He took out two cups and looked at him with a smile, "Would you like some?"

"White or yellow?"

"Home-brewed rice wine! How can I drink plain rice wine while I'm on escort duty?" Hearing his seemingly knowledgeable remarks, Luo Ting laughed, but did not expose him and poured him two glasses.

The milky white liquor contained a half moon, shining with a faint light. Fang Xiwen picked it up and shook it, feeling a little hesitant.