I have a fairy palace in my body

Chapter 355 Entering Wanjian Mountain

Five days later, twenty master craftsmen and masters gathered outside the palace.

Mo Cangming made a move with one hand, and an exquisite sword-shaped spirit boat appeared in the air.

Everyone jumped onto the spirit boat, and as soon as it was activated, the spirit boat turned into a beam of sword light and flew towards the distant sky.

But the people in the spirit boat were as stable as walking on flat ground.

He couldn't feel the spirit boat flying at the speed of a flying sword at all.

Only a moment later, the spirit boat arrived at the mountain gate of Taixu Sword Palace.

In the distant sky, a sword-shaped palace was suspended among the clouds on the top of the mountain.

The so-called Wanjian Mountain is actually the Sword Tomb on the back mountain of Taixu Sword Palace.

The area here is about a thousand miles away. As soon as everyone landed in front of Wanjian Mountain, they already felt the unprecedented sharpness of the sword.

I saw a layer of prohibition in front of everyone.

"Everyone, this sword-shaped talisman is your proof to enter." Mo Cangming distributed a sword-shaped talisman to each of them.

"If you get stuck inside, you can crush it and be teleported out."

"Remember, your biggest enemy inside is the chaotic sword energy, and the danger of the sword intent breaking the body. Of course, there will also be a large number of resentful spirits. This is what you have to deal with. And you are prohibited inside. Fight each other, don't get involved in your personal grievances, otherwise..." Mo Cangming's faint tone made the hearts of all the masters of the Dao of Artifacts tremble.

"I would like to abide by the decree of Patriarch Mo." Everyone bowed and saluted.

Although there was a scramble for resources among the crowd, it did not reach the point of death feud, and no one dared to offend the other party under the eyes of the ancestor of Huashen.

Besides, Wanjianshan and the others have long admired the name, knowing that this is the golden realm in ancient times, there are many treasures of the gold system, and other opportunities, it is best if they can get the approval of the sword spirit, and they will Will waste time on personal enmity.

Everyone held the sword-shaped talisman and easily passed through the restriction.

Entered into Wanjian Mountain.

"Boy Fang, after we go in, let's look for opportunities separately, and use the jade talisman to contact us when necessary."

Old man Zhou sent a voice transmission to Fang Handao.

"Okay, teacher." After Fang Han answered, he split up with old man Zhou.

Among the rest, many of them also have a master-student relationship, some go together, and some act separately.

Fang Hanfei had only escaped for more than a dozen miles, and he felt the strong and rich aura of gold here.

"As expected of the Golden Extinction Field in the ancient times, let's ignore Sanqi 21, find a place to refine the gold-type aura first, and let's talk about it after some practice."

Just when he thought so, swish swish...

A series of lightning-like sword auras shot out of thin air, raging wildly in the space, Fang Han frowned, his figure flashed, and disappeared out of thin air to avoid these lightning-like sword auras.

As soon as he landed, more than a dozen sword qi struck him.

However, these sword qi seemed very messy.

"go with!"

Fang Han shot out eight flying swords quickly, splitting all the sword energy.

Then he took a closer look, and saw a lot of broken swords on the ground, as well as broken flying swords, which were stuck obliquely on the ground.

This should be the location of the left swords of the fallen disciples of the Taixu Sword Palace over the years.

However, Fang Han heard that Wanjian Mountain, which is also the sword mound of Taixu Sword Palace, has not only collected magic swords left by his disciples for tens of thousands of years, but also collected many flying swords left by foreign monks.

That's why it's called Wanjian Mountain.

Fang Han simply released eight flying swords along the way, forming a sword and shield supernatural power to protect his body, only to hear the constant puffing.

Those streaks of messy sword energy were all annihilated after they shot into the sword shield.

Fang Han clearly felt that his eight-mouthed flying sword was absorbing the remaining weak sword intent in these sword qi, and couldn't help but feel happy.

The more these sword intents are tempered, the better, and it is good for improving the quality of your eight flying swords.

It is too slow to improve just by warming the essence and blood in the body.

At the moment, he is determined.

While maintaining the sword and shield, he headed towards the center of Wanjian Mountain, that is, the direction of Zhujianchi.

Of course, the speed can't be too fast, the sword energy is getting denser and denser, if the speed is too fast, it may still be injured.

While flying, Fang Han absorbed the weak sword intent with the eight flying swords for tempering. The further he went, the stronger the power of the golden law.

"Just enter the Sword Forging Pool, and then comprehend the law of gold, and strive to obtain the origin of gold."

This is the biggest purpose of his coming.

As for whether it can be recognized by the sword spirit, it is best to have it, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't.

He can't control so much, such as casting a fairy sword to save Donghua's world of cultivating immortals, he can do it casually, and he can't force himself to be just a small five-layer golden core, and there is a tall one to support him when the sky falls.

In the outskirts of Wanjian Mountain, the obvious remaining swords are not of high grade, but after tens of thousands of years of cultivation, the sword energy and sword intent formed cannot be ignored.

The more you go to the direction of the sword casting pool, the higher the level of the broken sword and the left sword.

But just after he traveled more than two hundred miles.

Suddenly, Fang Han saw layers of white mist floating in front of him.

Taking a closer look, he immediately frowned, these turned out to be a humanoid soul body.

I saw them standing on the cliff, sluggishly holding the broken magic sword in the dancer's hand.

"This is the Wraith."

Fang Han thought about the popular science Mo Cangming gave them before coming in. There are many magic swords here. After the original owner of the flying sword fell, he was unwilling and obsessed. Absolutely, constantly deriving.

There are disciples of Taixu Sword Palace, and there are also foreign monks.

Now if the disciples of Taixu Sword Palace come to Wanjian Mountain for trials, the main subjects of trials will be these wraiths holding broken magic swords.

The wraiths in front of Fang Han can only see the magic swords in their hands dancing in unison. In the flickering of the sword light, there may be the sound of wind and thunder, or there may be sharp screams. weak.

There are hundreds of these wraiths in front of them. As they swung their swords together, the evil spirits around them were stirred up, and at the same time, the sword energy shot randomly, which was very dangerous.

Fang Han frowned, looked around, and planned to go around, he didn't want to be entangled with these resentful spirits.

But at this moment, those sword-wielding wraiths had discovered Fang Han, and with a flash of sternness in their eyes, they all rushed to surround him.

That being the case, Fang Han didn't bother to go around.

"Kill!" His eyes were full of fighting spirit.

The eight flying swords converged into a long river of sword energy, like a river rewinding in the sky, and killed hundreds of wraiths.

I saw the sword light all over the sky, and the sharp sword energy roared with strong evil spirit.

After just one encounter, forty or fifty resentful spirits were split by him.

Today's Fang Han, with eight flying swords flying together, his combat power can be described as terrifying.

Of course, it's also because these wraiths are fighting on instinct, and their own strength can't be used to a tenth of what they were before they were born. You must know that many of these wraiths are in the golden core stage. If they were alive, they would be enough for Fang Han to deal with up.

His eight flying swords harvested these wraiths like a lawn mower, and they were killed one after another until they were completely destroyed.

Fang Han kept moving forward while driving the flying sword to strangle the resentful spirits. At this time, he also saw other living people.

(End of this chapter)