The Art of the Great Sword

Hearing Fang Qingyang's inquiry, the young man who came out of the treasure hunt said helplessly: "I have already explained it once, and I don't want to explain it a second time."

Fang Qingyang smiled and said: "It seems that you are not omniscient and omnipotent."

When the young man who came out of the treasure hunt heard this, he said somewhat speechlessly: "We are certainly not omniscient and omnipotent, but there must be omniscient and omnipotent beings in this world."

This was a bit hard to say, but Fang Qingyang finally understood it.

Take his little world as an example. Even if he is not in his own little world now, isn't he very clear about what is happening in his own little world?

Relatively speaking, if he controls the world here, he will also be able to know clearly what is happening in the world here.

"Okay, next, I will investigate the situation of this Taishangdao."

Speaking of this, Fang Qingyang said again: "By the way, I want to find a set of exercises that can strengthen the soul. I wonder if you can give me some exercises to refer to?"

Anyway, he is now regarded as the successor of that great terror, and he is weak in terms of soul. At least his soul cannot be compared with the existence of the peak reincarnation realm.

There are ready-made tools around that people can use, and there is no need for him to waste time and effort on finding techniques to enhance his soul.

"I do have some techniques that can enhance the soul, but the practice process may be a bit painful. I can give you a reference."

The young man looked at Fang Qingyang and said, "I will now imprint this technique into your sea of ​​consciousness."

Just as the young man's voice fell, the Lord of the Undead suddenly stopped him and said, "Stop giving him random directions."

"The path of cultivation you are on may not be applicable to him. What's more, he has accepted the inheritance of your Majesty. His path is no longer suitable for you and me to touch casually."

The voice of the Lord of the Undead reached Fang Qingyang's ears, making Fang Qingyang feel very unhappy.

He had wanted to figure out their origins before, but the Lord of the Undead also stopped him.

Now I just wanted to get some methods from them to increase the strength of the soul. Unexpectedly, I was rejected by the Lord of the Undead again.

If he hadn't been attacked by the soul of the Samsara King just a moment ago, this Lord of the Undead could be considered a contribution, and he would have even doubted the true purpose of the Lord of the Undead.

But even so, he still had a very bad impression of the Lord of the Undead.

He stared at the Lord of the Undead and said, "I have explained to you many times that I am not your noble successor, but you still don't believe me."

"I didn't get any practice methods from your lords. All I got was this token."

He shook the token given to him by the great terror, and continued: "I don't know exactly what this token does, but if you regard this token as the inheritance left to me by your lord, Then I really don’t know how to explain it.”

The Lord of the Undead knew that Fang Qingyang was a little angry.

She glanced at the token he took out in his hand, sighed softly, and said, "This is the inheritance left to you by Your Majesty. We will not get involved in your future cultivation path."

After a pause, she added: "We can protect you before you grow up, but regarding the cultivation methods, even the most common techniques, we cannot teach you."

"It is impossible for us to interfere with your growth trajectory."

This is almost the last statement of the Lord of the Undead.

Hearing her words, Fang Qingyang was quite helpless.

Just when Fang Qingyang felt that he should rely on himself to slowly find ways to practice the soul, a voice came into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The voice came from the middle-aged man inside the Dragon Emperor Sword. He said: "Actually, if you want to improve the strength of your soul, you can do it as long as you have great perseverance."

"You only need to continuously use the power of your soul, and strive to exhaust your power every time. Over time, the strength of your soul will naturally increase."

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he responded: "Every time he uses up the power of his soul, then rests for a period of time, and then continues to use up the power of his soul?"

"Is this a simple way?"

What he wanted to find was a way to quickly increase the strength of his soul. The method mentioned by the middle-aged man was too simple.

However, although this method is simple, it is probably very labor-intensive to implement.

After thinking about it, Fang Qingyang said: "Can this really increase the strength of his soul in a short period of time?"

The middle-aged man responded: "Why do you have to pursue short-term benefits?"

"Based on your current combat power, in the same realm, the strength of your soul has far exceeded that of monks in the same realm."

"Looking at the entire world of cultivation, there are very few people who can compete with you in the same realm."

"It's because you have too high demands on yourself, not that others put too much pressure on you!"

These words reached Fang Qingyang's ears, causing him to fall into silence.

"There is no shortcut in the cultivation of the soul, unless you can find the treasures of heaven and earth that can enhance the soul. If not, then you can only slowly temper your soul."

The middle-aged man's voice reached Fang Qingyang's ears again. After hearing his words, Fang Qingyang responded: "I know."

It seems that I have to pay more attention to the natural treasures that can enhance the strength of the soul in the future.

After thinking this in his mind, he said to the Lord of the Undead and others: "Next, I want to take a good look at this Tai Shang Dao."

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something, and he asked: "By the way, is the Tai Shang Sword still in Tai Shang Dao?"

He has never seen the Tai Shang Sword, but as an existence like the Lord of the Undead, he should be able to sense the Tai Shang Sword, right?

The Lord of the Undead heard this and shook her head gently, saying, "The Supreme Sword disappeared. I didn't sense it."

The spirit of the Floating Sky Ruler also said, "Maybe it was destroyed, or maybe it fell into a deep sleep. If it doesn't show up, we won't be able to find the Supreme Sword."

The spirit that came out of the Floating Sky Ruler heard this and said, "The Supreme Sword is at least the life weapon of Tai Shang Xuan Zhen, how can it be destroyed so easily."

"What's more, Tai Shang Xuan Zhen was at least..."

He was about to tell the origin of Tai Shang Xuan Zhen, but the Lord of the Undead on the side scolded him, "Are you talking too much nonsense?"

The young man was stunned when he heard the Lord of the Undead's scolding, and then touched the back of his head awkwardly, smiled awkwardly and said to Qing Yang, "I also forgot his origin."