Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 490 Raising a Dragon
Pei Maoyuan led the way.

Fang Xuan followed slowly behind.

This secluded place is not small, and it is surrounded by gardens and spiritual fields. The disciples of Taixuan Sect are able to be self-sufficient during their cultivation.

It can be seen that when Emperor Taixuanzong decided to live in seclusion, he really intended to never leave the world.

Three miles east of the secluded land, there is an open area, separated from the vast and densely populated village.

"Tai Xuan Sect disciples practice formations. Although the sect rules are strict, some disciples are inevitably unstable. I can only place you in this desolate place. I hope Commander Fang will forgive me."

Pei Maoyuan explained softly, then pointed to one side and said, "If you need anything, just tell Zhizhen."

Fang Xuan looked in the direction Pei Maoyuan pointed, and saw the "burly" Pei Zhizhen leaning against a big tree. After noticing the gazes of Fang Xuan and the others, she raised her chin slightly to signal.

Except for Pei Zhizhen, no one else from Taixuan Sect was seen.

As acquaintances met, Fang Xuan calmly nodded to Pei Zhizhen from a distance.

As for what was needed, Fang Xuan didn't think it was necessary.

Then, he bowed to Pei Maoyuan and said, "Thank you, Sect Master Pei."

After that, he walked straight towards the empty space without saying another word.

Seeing this, Pei Maoyuan was also slightly stunned.

For a moment, he was confused as to how Fang Xuan could enter so calmly without knowing the formation.

Is it really the trust in himself and Emperor Taixuanzong?
Or he simply disdains the potential danger posed by the entire Taixuan Sect!
He looked at Fang Xuan's back, smiled, and said, "You're welcome."

Fang Xuan's absolute trust in him made him quite satisfied.

After Fang Xuan entered that open space, brilliant light suddenly burst out from the eight directions around him, and these brilliant lights shot straight into the sky and earth.

The sound of swords could be heard in my ears, calming my mind and soul and dispelling distracting thoughts.

Even now, Fang Xuan still didn't know what the relationship was between this formation and Mo Yuan's advancement, but the aura that permeated the entire formation made him feel exceptionally calm.

Fang Xuan sat cross-legged. As his mind moved, a flash of ink appeared and Mo Yuan rushed out from the Shenque acupoint.

Then he took out the Xuanjin Xianyu, and then took out the round jade that Xiang Jie had given him from the small object.

The three appeared in front of Fang Xuan, but there was no resonance that Fang Xuan expected.

He slowly closed his eyes and slowly let his consciousness invade Mo Yuan. In order to advance the spirit sword, in addition to improving the strength of the sword body, the most important thing is to evolve the sword spirit.

Ever since the time in Jingzhou, Fang Xuan had the opportunity to advance Mo Yuan, but without a weapon-refining treasure like the Xuanjin Xianliu, he had been hesitant to act.

As his spiritual consciousness slowly invaded Mo Yuan, Fang Xuan was able to feel the faint dragon soul.

However, this dragon soul was extremely weak, hiding in the Mo Yuan, as if it had entered hibernation.

After completing all the preparations, Fang Xuan opened his eyes and stared at the round jade that was emitting a faint white light.

"Congeal!"

With a light shout, a burst of energy quickly rushed into the round jade. Under the influence of the powerful energy, the entire round jade appeared with faint cracks on the surface.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and the round jade shattered. A ball of white light flashed from it, as if it had intelligence, and flew away into the distance.

The speed of this ray of light was so fast that it almost exceeded Fang Xuan's ability to lock onto its aura.

At this moment, the formation emitted a sound of sword sound, and the white light that had originally flown out flew back again.

Fang Xuan grabbed it in his hand. In the white light, there was a thumb-sized dragon spirit hovering in it.

"This is Dragon Pill!"

Fang Xuan instantly understood why Xiang Jie seemed so solemn when he handed this item to him.

The dragon soul in Mo Yuan was originally just a remnant in a dragon tendon and was extremely weak.

And this dragon pill is originally a soulless object, which is just right for perfect fusion with it. No wonder Pei Maoyuan is even willing to take out the Xuanjin Xianliu to help himself improve Mo Yuan's grade.

After Jiuzhou experienced the dragon-slaying incident, the only real dragon left was the Diwu Qingyue whom Fang Xuan was familiar with.

Presumably, Diwu Qingyue had never imagined that the weapon she casually gave to Fang Xuan could eventually give birth to a real dragon.

The dragon pill was shaking violently in Fang Xuan's hand, showing great resistance. Fang Xuan smiled lightly and said, "I gave you life, yet you are still so violent!"

"Let me in!"

As the energy in his body surged, the white dragon pill was forced into the Mo Yuan under the influence of the huge energy.

At the same time, above the formation that had found Fang Xuan, four dazzling beams of light descended from the sky, completely enveloping Mo Yuan.

The aura of Zhongzheng and domineering pressured the entire sword, causing it to tremble even more violently.

"Groan!!"

At this moment, a dragon roar came from Mo Yuan.

Fang Xuan's face lit up with joy, and he quickly used his spiritual sense to invade the sword.

Outside the formation.

Pei Zhizhen came to Pei Maoyuan's side and said softly: "Brother, it is taboo to raise a real dragon. You are harming him by doing this!"

Pei Maoyuan stared at the formation with his eyes fixed on it. Feeling the extremely pure true dragon energy gushing out of the formation, he smiled faintly and said, "For others, it is indeed a taboo, but not for him."

"Don't you realize that the tyranny of this real dragon has begun to weaken?"

Pei Zhizhen was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise: "Can he really subdue a real dragon? You know, that thing is brutal by nature, and will never yield just because of the difference in strength."

Pei Maoyuan shook his head, "A true dragon will never surrender, but I feel he will be an exception!"

In the formation.

Fang Xuan saw the real dragon!
At this moment, Mo Yuan, who had been obedient all along, suddenly showed an extreme murderous intent, turned around in an instant, and stabbed towards Fang Xuan.

Although there was no sword intent on the sword, Fang Xuan was also shocked by the powerful momentum of Mo Yuan's stab.

He immediately attacked, Taoist patterns appeared on his body, and white dragon scales instantly covered his entire body. He punched Mo Yuan without any hesitation.

"boom--!!!"

The sound of vibration was like thunder, and the entire space shrouded by the formation began to tremble violently at this moment.

Mo Yuan was even smashed away, and kept turning in the air, but the murderous intent in his heart did not weaken at all.

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Fang Xuan raised his eyebrows, not wanting to tolerate it at all. If Mo Yuan dared to stab him, he would use a full set of "Whale Killing Fist".

Gradually, Mo Yuan lost his previous temper and hovered around Fang Xuan.

But Fang Xuan did not relax at all. He could sense that Mo Yuan was not submitting to him at this moment, but was looking for an opportunity.

After thinking it over, Fang Xuan decisively mobilized the only two remaining sword energies from the sea of ​​qi in his dantian.

Although only a slight amount of sword intent seeped out of his body, the originally irritable Mo Yuan, at this moment, seemed like a frightened monster, and he collapsed to the ground with a "pop".

Finding the right moment, Fang Xuan grasped it in his palm, and a stronger sword intent flowed along the sword into Mo Yuan.

"Submit! Or die!"

Fang Xuan simply conveyed this idea to Mo Yuan's sword spirit, and then concentrated and waited quietly for Mo Yuan's reaction.

At this time, Pei Maoyuan and Pei Zhizhen, who were originally watching outside the formation.

Both of them looked shocked.

The terrifying sword intent just now seemed to split the sky and the earth in half!

The powerful aura even made Pei Maoyuan feel a little nervous.

However, this aura was fleeting, so he couldn't be sure whether this sword intent belonged to Fang Xuan.

The brother and sister looked at each other blankly, and Pei Zhizhen hesitated and said, "Brother, how about going in and taking a look?"

“No need.” Pei Maoyuan was silent for a moment. After calming down, he said calmly, “If he really has such a terrifying sword intent, it proves that we made the right choice!”

"Fang Xuan is really surprising!"

(End of this chapter)