The Art of the Great Sword

This kind of space distortion is somewhat similar to the scene created by the space magic, but Fang Qingyang clearly felt that the time around him was changing.

Could it be that this mysterious woman really controlled the time magic, and she was going to send herself back to the past?

After this thought emerged in his mind, he immediately used the Eye of Delusion to see how the mysterious woman in front of him performed this time magic.

Under the observation of the Eye of Delusion, he saw countless mysterious particles between heaven and earth. Those particles were constantly jumping, which was somewhat similar to space particles, but their movement trajectories were completely different.

Fang Qingyang had seen similar substances in other places before, but compared with the number of particles he saw now, there seemed to be more time particles here.

He saw those particles wrapped himself up, and it was these particles that were affecting the surrounding environment, so the space around him became distorted.

Before Fang Qingyang continued to observe, he disappeared from the sight of the middle-aged man under the influence of those particles.

At this moment, Fang Qingyang saw that the environment around him was also changing.

He saw many fleeting images, and every time he wanted to capture those images, the power of time pulled him into the next scene.

Fang Qingyang didn't know when he would be pulled in, he was like a bystander now.

He wanted to remember the fleeting images he saw, but he couldn't see anything.

After wandering in the long river of history for an unknown period of time, Fang Qingyang suddenly felt that the time particles lingering around his body were gradually disappearing.

At this time, he could see what happened in the long river of history.

He saw a war going on.

He saw the palace collapsing, and saw countless great emperor-level cultivators falling.

The sky was raining blood, and the breath of war lingered in this space, making this space like a purgatory.

Fang Qingyang suddenly felt that this collapsed palace was the part of the ruins that he had previously collected into his own small world.

It's just that this palace is now well preserved, and the spiritual pattern formation engraved in this palace is also completely mobilized at this moment.

The power displayed from this spiritual pattern formation is like the might of heaven. There is endless murderous intent permeating this world. Even though Fang Qingyang passed by in the long river of history, he also felt the bone-deep murderous intent.

He felt that if he came here now, he might be directly killed by the power displayed in this palace.

"If this palace is the one I saw in the Red Flame Desert, does it prove that the world level of this Chiluan Great World in the past may be a world that can give birth to a powerful ninth-level emperor?"

At this moment, Fang Qingyang couldn't help but secretly guess the world level of this Chiluan Great World.

However, he was just passing by after all.

The time particles lingering on him were constantly dissipating. The war had ended in his sight, or it was regressed to the time when the war had not yet begun.

The world was constantly changing, spring went and autumn came, Fang Qingyang was affected by the time particles, and continued to go up along the long river of history. He didn't know where he would be taken by these particles.

He didn't know how long he had been walking in the long river of history. When he found that all the time particles in his body had disappeared, he found himself in a prosperous city.

He was currently in front of the east gate of the city. Around him were pedestrians coming and going. They walked towards the city with a yearning for the city called "Yangdan City".

"Yangdan City?"

"Is this the predecessor of the Heavenly Palace?"

Fang Qingyang felt that it was impossible for him to come to Yangdan City for no reason. He felt that Yangdan City might have clues to the Nine-Turn Golden Body Sutra.

"The obsession of the mysterious woman is to obtain the Nine-Turn Golden Body Sutra. What is so magical about this technique that makes her obsessive?"

He looked at the plaque of Yangdan City, wondering if the Nine-Turn Golden Body Sutra was in Yangdan City.

He looked around and found that the monks heading towards Yangdan City had completely different dressing styles from him.

Fang Qingyang stood here, his attire gave people the feeling that he was an alien, making the monks around him look sideways when they passed by him.

"Is this really back to the past?"

He saw the monks around him looking at him, and his heart was already full of shock.

He returned to the past in his physical body, and if he wanted to do something, he could definitely change the direction of the future.

But he was very confused. The mysterious woman's cultivation was not high. How did she make him go back to the past?

While Fang Qingyang was thinking about this question, a luxurious carriage appeared on the road.

Four white unicorns came on the clouds. The carriage seemed to be walking on the ground, but in fact, the carriage was about one foot above the ground.

The carriage was suspended, and the unicorns were also suspended.

In front of the carriage, there were servants leading the way, and guards followed behind.

When this group of people arrived here, the pedestrians around them involuntarily made way.

"Get out of the way!"

"Don't block the princess's way!"

When Fang Qingyang was looking at the carriage, not far away from him, there was a young man wearing coarse linen clothes who immediately gave Fang Qingyang a hand.

Fang Qingyang was pulled aside by the young man. He was still thinking about the problem brought by the mysterious woman.

"You don't want your life?"

"Princess Lingyang's car cannot be blocked, otherwise she will be killed without even knowing what happened!"

Seeing that Fang Qingyang was still in a daze, the young man in coarse linen clothes said again: "Stop looking and lower your head quickly, otherwise Princess Lingyang will definitely punish you with the crime of disrespect!"

When Fang Qingyang heard what the young man said, he looked away.

At this time, he noticed that all the pedestrians around him lowered their heads and no longer looked at the carriage.

A carriage pulled by four unicorns passed slowly in front of them, and there was a refreshing fragrance.

The carriage slowly walked into the city. Fang Qingyang watched the carriage disappear from his sight, and finally turned his attention to the young man in coarse linen clothes.

"Thank you."

If this young man hadn't given him a hand, he might have faced some trouble again.

The young man waved his hand gently and said, "It's just a little effort."

"You are serious, don't you know that is Princess Lingyang's car?"

Fang Qingyang said: "I first came here, how could I know this?"

When the young man heard this, he said to Fang Qingyang: "Then you must remember that flying is prohibited in Yangdan City, and if you see some dignitaries on the road, you cannot look directly at them."

"A car that exists like Princess Lingyang is not allowed to be looked at by others. What you just did is very offensive. If they get angry, they may even kill you directly."

When Fang Qingyang heard this, he asked: "Will you be killed just by looking at their carriage?"

"What if?"

The young man in coarse linen clothes said: "Princess Lingyang is the only daughter of King Zhou. This Yangdan City is one of her fiefdoms. She has the power of life and death over everything in Yangdan City."

Fang Qingyang didn't understand everything around him. He was like a passerby now.

He didn't know if he could change the past if he did something in this era, but he didn't want to try.

The repairing power of time is very powerful. If some indescribable existence detects him, then whether he can return to his own time is a question.

"Why don't you speak?"

Seeing that Fang Qingyang didn't say anything, the young man in coarse linen clothes said again: "Looking at your clothes, you should not be a monk from our Zhongzhou, right?"

Fang Qingyang nodded and said, "I am indeed not a monk from Zhongzhou."

He comes from the future, and before he is sure where he has come, he follows the principle of saying more and making more mistakes, so he talks as little as possible.

His mission was to find the Nine-Turn Golden Body Technique. Since the power of time brought him to Yangdan City, there might be clues to the Nine-Turn Golden Body Technique in this Yangdan City.

"Then where are you a monk?"

"I have grown up and have never left Zhongzhou."

The young man in coarse linen clothes looked at Fang Qingyang, becoming more and more curious about him.

Fang Qingyang said: "You don't know even if I tell you."

He didn't know what other place names existed here besides Zhongzhou.

When the young man in coarse linen clothes heard this, he said, "If you don't tell me, I won't know."

Seeing Fang Qingyang's silence, he asked again: "Why don't you speak again?"

The young man shook his head slightly and said: "This is also my first time coming to Yangdan City. It is rumored that the Danding Holy Land is recruiting people. I want to try my luck."

After saying that, he asked again: "What about you?"

"Did you also hear about the recruitment of people in the Aland Cauldron Holy Land and come here specifically to try your luck?"

Aland Cauldron Holy Land?

Fang Qingyang heard the name of another force.

Although I don’t know where this Alchemy Holy Land is, it is extraordinary to be called a Holy Land and to want this Holy Land.

"Let's go, let's go to the city first. It is said that Yangdan City is very prosperous and there are tons of delicious food. I also want to see the delicious food in Yangdan City!"

The young man in coarse linen clothes looked familiar. He couldn't help but take Fang Qingyang's arm and lead him towards Yangdan City.

Fang Qingyang found a mirror hanging at the east gate of Yangdan City. When the young man in coarse linen clothes saw his eyes falling on the mirror, he said: "This is a mirror for looking at monsters. If a monster comes here pretending to be a human, it will Will be recognized by this demon mirror."

Having said this, the young man suddenly asked: "Are you a demon monk?"

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