The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 302: Sword Taming
After a long silence, Old Man Mo finally asked, "So how do you plan to kill Wan Ziqi?"

Although the other party had a confident expression, Old Man Mo still had some doubts in his heart. But Fang Xun couldn't joke about such a thing, and he was also curious about how the other party planned to kill a Zhenwu Realm master.

Who would have thought that Fang Xun would just say bluntly, "I don't know."

Old Man Mo was immediately confused: "You said you wanted to kill Wan Ziqi, and now you say you don't know?!"

Fang Xun shook his head and said, "It's impossible for me to do this. Leave it to the Ghost Face Man."

When Old Man Mo heard this, his face suddenly darkened: "Aren't you the ghost-faced man?"

"When did I admit it?" Fang Xun looked at him in surprise and said, "The only one who can kill Wan Ziqi is another Zhenwu Realm expert. Do you think I know any Zhenwu Realm expert?"

“But you weren’t last time.”

Old Man Mo retorted subconsciously, but froze halfway through his words.

He had asked Fang Xun before if he was the ghost-faced man. Although the other party did not deny it, it seemed that he had never directly admitted it.

Suddenly, Old Man Mo said angrily: "Boy, are you kidding me?"

"Who told you to stay away from your work all day and just wonder whether I am the ghost-faced man? If I deny it, won't you doubt it?"

Old Man Mo was speechless for a moment, and after a while he managed to utter a sentence: "Is he really willing to deal with a Zhenwu realm for us?"

"Haha, God knows. I'm just saying, try your best and leave the rest to fate."

Fang Xun shook his head again, not intending to continue dwelling on this topic, and took out a map of Wuzhou and spread it out on the table.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Old man, please take the small spirit-enhancing device that I have built and bury it in this area."

Although he still had doubts in his mind, Old Man Mo immediately calmed down and listened to Fang Xun's story seriously.

In the past half month, the efficiency of Master Lu and his team of craftsmen has exceeded the original expectations, and they have completed 63 pieces.

In the first few days, only two pieces were produced every day, but as time went by, after becoming familiar with the structure of the spirit enhancer, five pieces could be produced every day.

Fang Xun's psychological bottom line was achieved in just half a month. Although he said that he needed one hundred pieces, it was actually just to prepare more insurance.

With only fifty small spirit-enhancing devices, it is possible to set up a field that is seven thousand five hundred miles long and more than five hundred miles wide. This is more than enough to serve as a brainwashing field that covers countless Tianli believers.

Originally, Fang Xun planned to wait until all one hundred items were completed before starting to arrange them, but now Old Man Mo informed him about Wan Ziqi and Wan Wenci.

Just in case, it is better to deploy the spirit-enhancing devices in hand as soon as possible.

Old Man Mo was still confused when he looked at the area marked by Fang Xun on the map.

"Linjiang Prefecture and Yunlai Prefecture are both not far from the front line. Is the ghost-faced man planning to wait for the White Lotus Mother to enter the cemetery herself?"

Fang Xun said calmly: "Don't ask me, I don't know what he plans to do, but we can't put all our hopes on him, we have to be prepared for retreat."

"What do you mean by retreat?"

"Let alone killing Wan Ziqi, we can't even intervene in dealing with the White Lotus Mother. If things go wrong and the Ghost-faced Man can't kill these two guys, then you should take Zhao Ning with you and run away. As for me, it looks like I have to run away too."

"Run?" Old Man Mo looked unwilling, "Is there no other way?" "Who do you think I am? I am just an ordinary Yin Shen Realm. What good can I do when facing a Zhen Wu Realm expert?"

Fang Xun glanced at him and said with a smile.

"But if you don't want to run away, you can go and persuade Zhao Ning. If she is willing to sacrifice herself and marry Wan Wenci, then of course you don't have to run away."

"Haha." Old Man Mo also laughed when he heard this, and said with a smile, "With that girl's personality, it is absolutely impossible for her to compromise."

"Then why are you thinking so much? Do you think I am willing to pin my hopes on others? Hurry up and set out according to the instructions of the Ghost-faced Man, and then wait and pray that he can really kill Wan Ziqi!"

After hearing this, Old Man Mo sighed and said no more.

After about a quarter of an hour, Old Man Mo jumped onto the eagle's back with a large box and flew away with a loud eagle's cry.

Fang Xun looked at the giant eagle in the sky that was getting smaller and smaller, shook his head, and then pulled a bell on the table.

After a series of crisp sounds, a clerk came up to him and asked respectfully, "Master Fang, what do you want?"

Fang Xun said calmly, "Please prepare five days' worth of food for me. I will be in seclusion for five days. During this period, I will not see anyone who comes to see me. Master Lu and the others can put the magic tools they have made every day in the next room."

"Okay, sir, I'll arrange it right away!"

The officials in the workshop were very efficient. In less than a cup of tea, they prepared five days' worth of food for him.

In the quiet room, Fang Xun's mind was immersed in the martial arts hall.

In the training ground, the blood-red Seven Killing Stars were still hanging high in the sky, emitting traces of star power.

In the center, Fang Xun sat cross-legged on the ground, his profound energy circulated, and wisps of dark green sword energy emerged and lingered around his body.

Although the sword energy looks sharp, it is actually filled with endless evil and poison. It is the "Twelve Swords of Xuan Yin".

Suddenly, with a "puff" sound, a flower of blood exploded from Fang Xun's body, and the dark green Xuanyin sword energy emanated from the wound.

But his expression remained unchanged, as if he was not the one injured. He continued to practice his profound skills, trying to control the restless sword intent.

"The Twelve Xuan Yin Swords" is powerful, but not very obedient.

However, with Fang Xun's continuous efforts these days, he was able to exert some of its power. At least the sword intent would not become a hindrance during battle.

And now, Fang Xun uses "Harmony with the World" as the framework, and adds other extraordinary skills such as "Six Void Circulation Skill", "Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword", "Innate Invisible Sword Qi that Breaks the Body", and "Thirty-Six Wonderful Ways to Flip the Sky".

He refined the "Twelve Xuan Yin Swords" bit by bit, and now he is not far from completely mastering the sword intent.

However, every time he tried to completely tame and control the Xuanyin sword intent he got from Jian Chen, the other party would riot and rebel.

Fang Xun has become accustomed to situations like the one just now where something directly and roughly penetrates the body and causes some injuries.

For a moment, the martial arts hall was filled with dark green sword energy, and Fang Xun was injured again and again, and recovered again and again.

Every time, it seemed that the sword energy would become more violent, but he could feel that the Xuanyin sword intent was being tamed little by little, and now it was just the last resistance.

(End of this chapter)