The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

The Qi Tian Mountains, with Kuchan Peak as the center, within a ten-mile radius were in ruins.

This holy land of enlightenment in the minds of countless warriors is no longer as peaceful and tranquil as it once was.

The land was desolate like a ghost cave, the hills were reduced to dust, and even the Kuchan Peak was mostly missing.

There is only a golden Buddha sitting between heaven and earth, telling the world that a shocking war once took place here.

On the outer edge of the Qilian Mountains, at the foot of a mountain, there is a bustling town with heavy traffic and people coming and going, most of whom are warriors who come from all over the world to gain insight into the giant Buddha.

On the dirt road outside the town, there was a crowd of people, and every warrior stretched their necks to look into the distance in amazement.

About two hundred miles away, the seal of the earth vein was broken and the beam of light that shot up into the sky was still faintly remnant. Such a big noise instantly alarmed the entire town.

After feeling the energy of heaven and earth around them becoming more active, everyone realized that another earth vein seal had been broken, and the location was at Kuchan Peak!
However, before these warriors could set out to go into the mountain to check, a group of warriors rushed out of the mountain and fled in a panic. Everyone had a terrified look on their face, and they only wished that their parents had given them two more legs.

"Something happened at the Vajra Temple!!"

Soon these warriors who were fleeing in a panic were surrounded and asked a lot of questions. After learning what had happened, the crowd was in an uproar.

Li Hongyan broke out of the mountain with a sealed mysterious woman!

Then several Zhenwu land immortals immediately started fighting!

The news spread across the entire town in an instant, leaving everyone speechless with shock.

Upon learning that a group of gods were fighting near the town, some warriors turned around and left the town without even thinking, for fear that the enemy's battlefield would be moved to the town.

Others bravely stopped outside the mountain and waited for the results.

Although there is lush grass near the Qilian Mountains, there is also some windy sand.

Unlike the mountains where cold winds howl due to the extremely high terrain, outside the mountains the sun is scorching hot.

But the warriors didn't care about the scorching sun and looked into the distance with bated breath.

As time passed, the pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth in the mountain gradually dissipated, until the morning sun slowly rose higher.

On the distant horizon, a group of figures finally appeared, walking towards the town with heavy steps.

After the sharp-eyed people saw the other person's face clearly, they immediately exclaimed.

"It's the high monk from the Vajra Temple!"

Everyone perked up and immediately looked into the distance.

Then they saw one hundred and five figures slowly approaching them.

One hundred and three of them were dressed simply and had lean bodies. They were the one hundred and three monks of the Vajra Temple.

But the warriors in the town discovered that these monks who usually had bright eyes now had dull eyes and weak aura.

In addition to these 103 ascetics, there was also a man and a woman in the team.

The woman's face was pale, her hair was disheveled, and the scholar's blue shirt she was wearing was tattered. On her exposed fair shoulders, there were shocking red sword marks.

Although the man looked better and his clothes were mostly intact, his complexion was as pale as paper, and his expression was heavy as if a mountain was pressing on his heart.

"It's the Tibetan head seat of Shenjian Lake!"

"It's Black Hand Sword Fang Xun!"

Immediately, a warrior from the Yangshen Sect who had more experience recognized the two of them, which cheered everyone up again.

"Did they win?"

While everyone was speculating, Fang Xun and his group were getting closer.

Seeing their extremely depressed expressions, no one dared to approach them and started a conversation. They all consciously made way for the other group to pass.

Fang Xun and the others were in no mood to pay attention to these warriors and walked towards the post station in the town.

Soon, under Fang Xun's order, a group of postmen in the post station hurriedly prepared a place for everyone to stay. In just a cup of tea, they arranged vegetarian food for the ascetic monks, allowing them to rest in peace.

Inside the room, Fang Xun, Zang Xuanji and Yuan Ci were sitting at the table, all in silence as they looked at the food, and no one picked up their chopsticks first.

After a while, Fang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, finally picked up the chopsticks and spoke to the two of them.

"No matter what, let's eat first. If we don't eat, we won't have the strength. Without strength, how can we avenge Master Yuanxiang?"

As he spoke, he took a piece of food and put it into his mouth to chew. Although it tasted like chewing wax, Fang Xun still swallowed it slowly.

Zang Xuanji and Yuanci seemed to be touched by his words and also picked up their chopsticks.

The three of them were silent throughout the meal. It seemed like it took a very long time before they finished the meal.

"Amitabha."

Yuanci slowly put down her chopsticks and clasped her hands together.

"Donor Fang, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. If you need us in the future, the 103 members of the Vajra Temple will go through fire and water for us!"

Fang Xun sighed: "Master, you are too kind. I just don't know what your plans are for the future."

Yuanci said in a deep voice: "We will rebuild the Vajra Temple in Qitian Mountain. As for that demon, we will invite all the righteous masters in the world to gather together to eliminate the demon!"

Zang Xuanji said at this time: "Count me in when the time comes. After all, that woman came from Shenjian Lake. It is my responsibility to clean up the mess!"

"Of course. I have to go see other monks, so I won't stay any longer."

"Master, walk slowly."

After seeing Yuan Xiang off, only Zang Xuanji and Fang Xun were left in the room.

Although a man and a woman were alone in a room, there was nothing romantic about it.

Zang Xuanji looked at Fang Xun with a heavy expression: "You forced yourself to improve your strength before, will it be..."

Two quarters of an hour had passed since he had possessed the half-god, and apart from his strength returning to his original form and the internal injuries he had sustained during the battle, Fang Xun had not shown any abnormalities.

But Zang Xuanji still couldn't help but ask, how could there be no price to pay for forcibly improving one's strength?

If it affects the foundation, it is possible that Fang Xun will have no hope of breaking through to the Zhenwu level.

Yuanci also understood this just now, so his heart was full of gratitude. He promised Fang Xun that if he needed him for something, he would not frown even if all the people in the Vajra Temple went through fire and water.

Fang Xun shook his head, a smile flashed across his pale face as he said, "No problem, I can handle it myself, it won't affect my breakthrough to Zhenwu. I just had a great battle and gained something, I will be able to break through in three days at most!"

He was not lying. The superposition of strength of possessing a martial arts character had no side effects.

Moreover, he had just absorbed the lifelong insights and memories of Half God. If he had not been seriously injured and in poor condition, he would have been able to break through to Zhenwu immediately after the possession time limit was over.

Although this injury is somewhat of a hindrance, Fang Xun is not worried. As long as he absorbs the essence, he will be able to recover quickly.

He has not used any of the essence of the twelve characters in the Yangshen Realm.

But he knew these things, but Zang Xuanji did not, and he obviously did not believe Fang Xun's words.

"Don't lie to me, how could it be so easy?"

Fang Xun smiled and shook his head, trying to make the atmosphere less heavy: "It's only three days, and we'll know the outcome in three days."

Zang Xuanji nodded and said in a deep voice: "Just know the situation in your mind. Before you officially break through, let me know and I will protect you!"

After saying that, she also stood up and left the room, leaving only the lingering fragrance.

Fang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up and started cleaning up the dishes.

Then he washed up, treated the wound on his back, changed into new clothes, and then began to practice meditation to heal his wounds.

'Absorb all the true essence of the Yang God Realm! '(End of this chapter)