Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen's Nascent Soul returned to his body, and the little sword immediately flew into the Tao Palace and merged with his physical body.

In an instant, Fang Chen felt a tearing pain coming over his body.

It was as if every inch of bone, every inch of flesh and blood was being torn apart, healed, torn apart, healed again, and so on.

This kind of pain caused cold sweat to gradually spread on Fang Chen's forehead. Fortunately, he gritted his teeth and could persevere.

"Sword cultivator... takes the path of physical enlightenment. After reaching a certain level... the soul disperses into the physical body, and then jumps out of the three realms and is no longer in the five elements.

The Taoist sect is taking the path of spiritual enlightenment... When it reaches a certain level, it will abandon the physical body and transform into the Three Pure Ones..."

Zhou Tianzhijian murmured to himself: "These two roads are in conflict. If both roads go smoothly, who should abandon whom in the end?"

"Xiao Zhou, is what you just said true?"

Fang Chen's eyes moved.

Zhou Tianzhijian's words attracted his attention, which actually alleviated the pain a bit.

"Ah? Did I just say something? I didn't say anything. Did you hear it wrong?"

Zhou Tianzhijian said in astonishment.

Fang Chen looked strange. Zhou Tianzhijian must have spoken. It couldn't be his hallucination. It's just that the other party didn't want to admit it at the moment because...these words required a huge price?

Is this a lesson from Zhou Tian, ​​a roundabout way of reminding him?

"The physical body becomes Taoism, and the spirit becomes Taoism. No wonder the lifespan of sword cultivators is much less than that of ordinary monks. These are two completely different paths to Taoism."

Fang Chen frowned slightly.

Since Zhou Tianzhijian raised this point, it shows that he is worried, and it also shows that his current state is very different from that of ordinary monks, and may cause some hidden dangers.

"No, that damn guy!"

Zhou Tianzhijian suddenly let out a roar of shock and anger. Fang Chen endured the pain and stretched out his hand to take out Zhoutian Zhijian. He saw that its bookcase was petrifying at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if some kind of force was constantly eroding it.

"Brother, I need to sleep for a while, don't leave me."

Zhou Tianzhijian seemed to be trying hard to compete with this force, but he was gradually losing the battle. He could only tell Fang Chen and planned to give up completely.

"What are you sleeping on?"

Fang Chen snorted coldly, took out the remaining middle-grade spiritual stones and threw them to Zhou Tianzhijian:

"Eat it."

Nearly eight thousand middle-grade spiritual stones had just landed on Zhou Tianzhijian, and they disappeared like a mud cow into the sea without even making a splash.

However, the speed of Zhou Tianzhijian's petrification seems to have slowed down a bit.

"Brother, it's useless. I just accidentally said something I shouldn't have said. It's like revealing the secret. This little spiritual stone... can only save me a few years of sleep."

Zhou Tianzhijian smiled bitterly.

It regrets so much. If it had known this, it should not have gone beyond the thunder pool.

"The middle grade spiritual stone is useless, what about the high grade spiritual stone?"

Fang Chen threw the unused high-grade spiritual stones to Zhou Tianzhijian.

"this……"

Zhou Tianzhijian was slightly startled, as if he couldn't believe it.

High-quality spiritual stones are very important to Fang Chen now, even far more important than it...

Soon, the high-grade spiritual stones with majestic spiritual power were also swallowed up by Zhou Tianzhijian. The progress of petrification stopped slightly, but began to spread slowly again.

Fang Chen frowned slightly, took out the three high-grade spiritual stones that he planned to return to Mr. Xun, and threw them directly to Zhou Tianzhijian.

Seeing Fang Chen saving himself without blinking an eye, Zhou Tianzhijian was almost moved to tears:

"If I hadn't said those words, it would be great to be able to eat these spiritual stones..."

Do the math, it is still losing money now.

Sure enough, more than 8,000 middle-grade spiritual stones, plus four high-grade spiritual stones, so much investment before and after, still failed to prevent Zhou Tianzhijian from turning into stone.

"Brother, I may wake up in three to five years. If you are loyal enough, I won't cheat you anymore."

Without these words, Zhou Tianzhijian was completely petrified and looked like a brick.

Fang Chen felt relieved.

Although the loss is quite large, it is still acceptable for only three to five years.

Zhou Tianzhijian's previous words seemed to be without details, but if the meaning was studied deeply, it could also set off a warning bell in Fang Chen's heart.

Such a cultivation method... is wrong, at least in Zhou Tianzhijian's eyes.

However, what this wrong method creates is a powerful soul and a powerful physical body. From the perspective of the eyes, it is obviously much stronger than those of the same level.

"No matter what, this matter deserves a little attention in the future. If there is any trouble, find it in advance and there is still a chance to resolve it."

Fang Chen pondered in his heart.

He has given up the path of sword cultivation and chosen Taoism. It is basically certain that the former path will not reach its limit.

But he is not willing to give up the promotion of the sword body, which is obviously beneficial to him at present!

The promotion of Xiaojian lasted for more than a full month. The pain became less and less as time went by. Fang Chen clearly felt that his physical strength had increased countless times. With every movement of his hands and feet, he seemed to be able to carry a snow-capped mountain. .

This is the power of the fifth-level sword body!

Just when Fang Chen was about to test the power of the Eight Wastelands Immortal-Suppressing Supreme Sword Sutra with a fifth-level sword body, an inexplicable memory flooded into his mind.

[Wherever the sword goes, it's all for me, whatever the sword means, it's all for me to think about. Looking at the brilliance of the stars and rivers, they turn into nothingness in a single thought. Looking at the towering sky gate, the sword opens the heavenly gate in a single thought...]

This Sword Sutra has about five to six hundred words. Fang Chen just recited it silently in his heart and felt a steady stream of sword intent pouring into his body and integrating into the little sword.

"So...comfortable..."

Xiaojian couldn't help himself.

Fang Chen looked strange. This should be a method of raising a sword, which is equivalent to the method that a small sword can practice.

"Xiaojian, let me say something, and you read something to me."

Fang Chen said.

Then he repeated the method of raising a sword and asked Xiaojian to repeat it.

After reading it, he asked: "How do you feel?"

"I don't feel anything."

Xiaojian was a little confused.

"no feelings?"

Fang Chen frowned.

Then he muttered silently in his mind, and heard Xiaojian happily say: "This is how it feels."

"It seems that this method of raising a sword is only effective if I read it."

Fang Chen was thoughtful.

He also noticed that the sword intent in Xiaojian's body had increased a bit. This method of raising the sword would not substantially improve the little sword. The best way for it to improve was still to swallow spiritual materials and magic weapons.

But if the sword intention is strengthened to a certain level, it will be very terrifying.

In the following time, Fang Chen recited this sword-raising scripture while consuming the power of the Nascent Soul.

The little sword was hanging in the air and listening. Day after day, the sword intention in its body became more and more powerful.

The remaining time came quickly, and Fang Chen left the Three Thousand Dao Realm.

When he turned into a sword and walked, he broke out at an unprecedented terrifying speed, far more than before.