"Fang Yuan has started learning swords!"

This saying began to spread among the errands of Yufengya.

I don’t know how many people saw Fang Yuan holding a broom in his hand and practicing hard when he was sweeping. I don’t know how many people saw Fang Yuan hiding in the bamboo forest at night. There were also some people, legend has seen Fairy Ling Hongbo, the chief manager of the Spirit Medicines Supervision, come over from time to time and guide Fang Yuan’s sword technique. It is said that it is very strict and often makes Fang Yuan scold him so much!

As a result, the other servants' fear became even greater, and they were polite when they met.

When they saw Fang Yuan practicing sword with red eyes and murderous look on his face, they felt a chill on his back. No one knew whether this madman would suddenly rise up and treat himself as a target, and deliberately avoid him when he was working!

Song Kui, who was once chased by Fang Yuan with a kitchen knife and lost face, never had the intention of taking revenge again!

In the first few days, in order to save face, he secretly spoke to others, saying that he must make Fang Yuan look good, but one evening, he brought two legs and quietly touched into the bamboo forest where Fang Yuan was practicing swords. However, he suddenly saw Fang Yuan who was practicing swords. His eyes were blood-red and blood-red, and his face was murderous. He didn't dare to take action, and quietly retreated!

Since then, I have never mentioned this matter!

"Oh, I didn't expect that Junior Brother Fang would be so terrible when he practiced swords. It would be a solution to continue like this..."

Even Manager Sun felt emotional. What he was even more inconspicuous was the relationship between Fang Yuan and Ling Hongbo. While drinking a small wine, he thought: "This little pepper has not been so good to others. Could it be that Junior Brother Fang has put her asleep?"

After such serious thinking, he found Fang Yuan: "Junior Brother Fang, don't practice swordsmanship in the choreograph hall in the future. It's not good to have many people and eyes. There is a deserted temple in the back mountain, which has been abandoned by the Immortal Gate for hundreds of years. You should be responsible for the management of the place in the future. I won't arrange other things for you. Just clean these places and make sure you can arrange the time at will!"

Fang Yuan followed Manager Sun for a while and saw that the deserted temple he mentioned was in the back mountain of Yufeng Cliff. It was rarely visited and was covered with weeds. It was indeed a good place to practice swordsmanship. He knew that Manager Sun was actually intentionally helping him. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Sun. This place is spacious and the terrain is complex. It is a good place to practice swordsmanship. Besides, there are few people, so you don't worry about being caught!"

Manager Sun smiled and said, "Yes, yes, the most important thing is that there are few people, don't worry about being caught!"

As he said that, he patted Fang Yuan on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up: "Brother, it's amazing, even the little pepper can handle..."

"Senior Sister Ling is still very good, very enthusiastic, but her skills are a little bad..."

Fang originally thought that Manager Sun was saying that he had won Xiao Lajiao by playing chess, so he nodded in agreement.

"Hiss..."

Manager Sun took a breath and bowed hard to Fang Yuan with admiration.

"Brother, you don't have to worry about anything in the future. Just concentrate on practicing swords here and serve that little pepper..."

He said with concern: "I will make the spirit beast flesh repair you another day. Look, people have lost weight in just a few days!"

Fang Yuan was very grateful to Manager Sun. He didn't know what Sun thought was. However, he understood why Manager Sun asked him to come here to clean this deserted palace. To put it bluntly, he just gave himself an environment to concentrate on practicing swords. After all, he is the choreographer of the choreography hall. He usually practices swords too diligently. If he was seen by the deacon of the Immortal Sect, he would definitely blame himself for not doing his job!

But in this back mountain, there is no need to worry.

It is said that this place was where Qingyang Sect was imprisoned and was born with a sense of depression. Now it has been abandoned for hundreds of years. The weeds are taller than people. Even in the daytime, there is less sunshine. At night, there is even a gust of wind, like a ghost realm. No servants in the Immortal Sect dare to come here, for fear of hitting something...

But Fang Yuan was not afraid. He was missing such a secluded place to practice swordsmanship.

What's more, Manager Sun said that he was nominally cleaning the place, but in fact he was giving him a quiet place to practice swords. For him, this was already a great favor. How could he be so annoying that he could be more demanding?

So he stayed here with peace of mind, went back to eat something at night, and practiced swords here all day long.

Sometimes, if you become obsessed with practicing, you will stay here at night and will not go back until you are exhausted.

Now, among the many servants in Yufengyao, there are rumors that he has obtained the brilliant swordsmanship taught by Xiao Lajiao, and he respects and fears him. But only Fang Yuan knows that he only has an empty shell. He only thinks that the moves on the sword score are simple, but the more he practices, the more he feels that he is shallow. Now he can do every sword that is no different from what is written in the sword score. It seems to be a breeze, but he knows in his heart that such a sword move cannot be against others, and it will be exposed as soon as he fights...

Xiao Lajiao said that this was the reason why he was not good enough and did not integrate it. This made him feel crazy. The more he couldn't practice well, the more he had to practice. He gradually became more and more focused. Sometimes he couldn't even read books and just wanted to practice swords!

"The breeze blows on the willows..."

"The mirror is hanging high..."

One day more than ten days later, Fang Yuan was practicing sword moves in this remote and gloomy place. He had not noticed that it had sunk for a while. He just repeated the sword moves that were almost deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul over and over again, never getting tired of it!

This back mountain desolate palace is extremely desolate during the day, and at night, the night wind will appear even more gloomy.

The wind blows, the trees sway grass, and the sound of ghosts crying in the cracks of the rocks. No matter how bold a person is, he will be scared to death.

But Fang Yuan didn't care at all. He was born to not believe in these illusory things of ghosts and gods, and was extremely brave.

"well……"

After practicing the simple sword move countless times, he was finally exhausted and found a bluestone to sit down.

"It's still not possible. These sword moves are all erotic no matter how you look at them. They look good, how can you fight against others?"

"But when Xiao Lajiao first used it, her sword move made her more agile meaning like herself..."

"How did she do it?"

"What's wrong with me again?"

He lowered his head and thought hard, but Fang Yuan couldn't figure it out and felt a little annoyed in his heart.

"call……"

As he was thinking, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew up, rolling up a piece of weed, making Fang Yuan's hair scattered.

"What trouble?"

Fang Yuan's thoughts were interrupted and he was so angry that he remembered the sayings of ghosts and gods that others spread, and cursed in the direction of the wind: "If there are ghosts and gods, go away a little further, don't bother me!"

After cursing, I was relieved by most of my anger. I also felt funny, so I shook my head and prepared to get up to continue practicing swords.

But at this moment, he suddenly shook his mind and looked forward. He saw a shadow suddenly appear in front of the gloomy deserted palace in front of him. He was holding a long sword in his hand and was practicing sword. It was now the moonless night, and everything was dark, but Fang Yuan could clearly see the shadow. He was curious and tiptoed forward!

As we got closer, we gradually saw clearly that there was indeed a shadow practicing sword.

He looked like a man, but he couldn't see his appearance clearly. In fact, he was vague, as if he was translucent. At this time, he was waving his sword, his body was elegant, but there was no sound of a sword blade breaking through the air, as if it was like a illusion...

"There are really ghosts?"

Fang Yuan was surprised and curious: "Mr. Zhu said that unless he is a ghost cultivator who specializes in practicing souls and there are no ghosts in the world, there will be some unjustly dead people who are extremely obsessed with it. Staying in the world and wandering around is just a resentment. It's no big deal. I have always wanted to see what the ghost looks like. Today, I have such luck, so I have to take a good look..."

Thinking of this, I was about to touch it quietly, but as soon as I moved, I was stunned and found that the ghost used the sword, which was exactly the same as I practiced. It was also the sword moves in the Thunder Thunder and Thunder Bajue Nine Heavens Sword, and used them one by one!

But although the sword moves were the same, they were used in his hand, but there was an indescribable mystery.

It is different from Little Pepper. The sword move used by the ghost is powerless at all, but in Fang Yuan's eyes, there is an indescribable magic, as if there is an indescribable meaning, which is even more clever than Little Pepper!

Fang Yuan looked at it for a while and felt dizzy and longed for it.

I couldn't help but stand up, walked towards that direction, and bowed: "Senior Jiandao is really a master, junior..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a flash of tears in front of him. In front of the palace, there was no ghost who practiced swordsmanship?

Before he quickly walked to the deserted palace, he looked around and there was no trace of anyone practicing sword here, and his brows couldn't help but frown.

Could it be that I was really confused?

But soon, he shook his head. What he saw just now was really real, and it was definitely not an illusion.
Chapter completed!