The Art of the Great Sword

After Fang Qingyang received the three lucks of becoming a saint, he deliberately used energy to condense a shadow, for no other reason than to disgust Jiang Ding.

In this era of great strife, I don’t know how many princes participated in it.

You, Jiang Ding, want to compete for the luck of becoming a saint? Want to become a saint?

Sorry, it's not that easy!

"He said that Liu Chunqiu was killed by him. Is that true?"

"Liu Chunqiu is a powerful prince in the realm of divine destiny. His strength is terrifying and he can destroy everything. It is difficult for him to rival him!"

"This Jiang Ding should also be in the divine destiny realm."

Many princes began to speculate.

One thing they said was that they admired Jiang Ding's courage.

To kill Liu Chunqiu, to say it in public, and to provoke the Liu clan and the Huo clan at the same time, this is too crazy!

Isn't he afraid of the revenge of these two behemoths?

The expressions of the strong men of the Liu Clan suddenly changed. They looked at each other, and they all realized that something was wrong.

Jiang Ding and the others knew that he was Liu Mu's Taoist companion, Prince Jiang of the Sword Dynasty, who was in charge of the Yaochi Holy Land, and had considerable fighting power. He was still attached to the Liu clan before the great war began.

Did he do it?

These people were skeptical. Jiang Ding was not stupid. Most of his interests overlapped with those of the Liu clan. Why would he do such a thing.

So, is someone deliberately sowing discord?

While several strong men from the Liu clan were thinking, Jiang Ding walked up to them with a sullen face, reached out and took off his mask, "Everyone."

"Jiang Ding?"

The strong men of the Liu clan frowned.

"I didn't enter this ruins at all. Someone deliberately impersonated me and caused trouble outside. I guessed who it was."

Jiang Ding's face was gloomy, "I don't have much time to explain to you. Liu Chunqiu has most likely fallen into it, and the three fortunes of becoming a saint have all been pocketed by one person..."

"Who is it?"

Several strong men from the Liu clan looked fiercely in their eyes.

"Fang Qingyang!"

Jiang Ding said one word at a time, "This kid has suddenly risen in recent years. He is extremely talented. He is a third-level martial arts swordsman who has not been born in ten thousand years. Fighting across levels is commonplace. Although there is a big gap between him and the divine destiny realm, he is very cunning. , if we use conspiracy, there is still a chance that we can do it!”

Several people pondered this almost unfamiliar name.

With the size of the Liu clan, they would naturally not take Fang Qingyang seriously.

"Is it Fang Qingyang of the recently rising Fang family of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

One person's pupils shrank. He was stationed in the Sky Fire Sect and knew a lot about these things.

"Yes, it's him."

Jiang Ding said coldly, "The reason why the Fang family has been able to rise in recent years is firstly because it found the Heavenly Spirit Vein, and secondly because of Fang Qingyang... So, let's not waste time now and rush directly to the Juetian Mountains. Rush to Fang’s house and find them to ask for someone!”

"Are you sure that those three sainthood lucks all fell into his hands?"

A strong man from the Liu clan asked again.

"I'm...sure!"

Jiang Ding glanced at the crowd and saw that Murong Jiu and Fang Chen had left quietly, which further confirmed his guess.

It's that boy Fang Qingyang!

His teeth were itching with hatred that an ant-like thing could actually do such a great thing in troubled times.

If he had known this, he should not have given him a chance and just crush him to death.

"Okay, let's go!"

The people of the Liu clan quickly rushed towards the Juetian Mountains without any hesitation.

Other princes in the field also realized that the situation had changed. They stopped gathering and rushed to other light pillars.

There are not only three paths to sainthood. Instead of wasting time here, it is better to try your luck elsewhere and maybe you can get one.

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other side.

Tianyun City, in the mountains outside the city.

Fang Qingyang held three golden rays of light, and he suppressed them with his own spiritual energy to prevent them from being too public.

He originally thought that after receiving the three rays of Sainthood Luck, he would still have time to absorb and refine them, but in fact this was not the case.

After getting it, he was immediately teleported from another direction, avoiding meeting other people. Time was tight, and Fang Qingyang could only condense the ghost of spiritual energy to disgust Jiang Ding.

After coming out, according to the previous agreement, Fang Qingyang rushed here without stopping.

Why is it here instead of the Juetian Mountains? It's very simple. If Jiang Ding is present and there is a chance that he can guess it, they will definitely rush to the Juetian Mountains to cause trouble for them.

There are saints from the Huo family stationed in the Juetian Mountains. This is the asylum that Fang Chen helped the family to obtain in advance, ensuring that in this world of great strife, the Fang family will not be threatened by any force.

Therefore, Juetian Mountains is an absolutely safe place.

Suddenly, Fang Qingyang raised his head.

In the distance in the void, Fang Chen and Murong Jiu have arrived.

"Qingyang!"

When they saw Fang Qingyang, their eyes lit up with joy.

"Have you really received the three fortunes of becoming a saint?"

Murong Jiu was a little surprised. When Fang Qingyang told him this before, he was skeptical, purely because of trust.

Unexpectedly, he really did it!

"Come, let's go together."

Fang Qingyang grinned and gave two of them to the two of them, "The luck of becoming a saint cannot be refined until the end of the Great Controversy. It's not the time yet. You should put it away carefully first and don't let others sense it. Take it away."

Fang Chen was okay, after all, he hadn't reached the realm yet, but Murong Jiu's breathing became rapid and his heart beat violently.

With this luck of becoming a saint, he can easily reach the realm of saint in the next period of time!

Once you become a saint, you will be essentially different from the princely realm.

Under the saints, all are ants.

Even princes in the divine destiny realm are just bigger ants.

Becoming a saint is the true transformation.

"Qingyang, thank you very much."

Murong Jiu took a deep breath, "This thing is very important to me."

"Uncle Murong, do we still need to thank you for our relationship? If you hadn't protected me back then, I would never have been able to gain a foothold in the Sword Dynasty."

Fang Qingyang chuckled, "Okay, let's not waste too much time here, let's each look for more opportunities..."

"etc."

Murong Jiu stopped Fang Qingyang, "You asked me not to deliberately search for the luck of becoming a saint before, so I did. After getting the location coordinates, I didn't go there. Instead, I continued deep into the mountain."

He took out an elixir from the Najie. This elixir was very round, brown, and tasteless. "Obviously, I got a good harvest. This is... a prince's elixir. As long as you are here, Anyone in the princely realm can advance to one level through this princely elixir. Of course, the lower the realm, the greater the probability."

"If you are in the life-threatening or life-breaking realm, after taking the prince's elixir, there is a 100% chance of success in improving your level."

"In the Mysterious Life Realm, the probability is 30%!"

"The situation of adverse fate is 10%!"

Murong Jiu explained, "Your current level is too low, and you will suffer too much in the world of great strife. It is better to accept it first and raise your level first."

Fang Qingyang's eyes lit up, this was undoubtedly a good thing for him!

He didn't show any pretense, he reached out and took it, "Okay, then I'll accept it."

At this point, the three of them said goodbye to each other.

Obtaining the luck of becoming a saint is not the ultimate goal. The revival of spiritual energy has brought about the emergence of too many relics. A large number of opportunities and creations are hidden here. The world of great struggle is still going on!