Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 284 The Sword Formation Opens a Door of Convenience
The lightning on the dueling platform dissipated, and the situation on the scene settled down.

It was Zong Qingxue who lunged at the white sword, and Fang Shu who grabbed at the streaks of light.

For some reason, the two cooperated quite well and there was no struggle between them.

Moreover, even those streaks of light, judging from their trend, were actually heading towards Fang Shu, rather than Zong Qingxue.

Once the light was in hand, Fang Shu probed it with his divine sense and immediately discovered that it was actually a series of divine thoughts.

The so-called divine thought is when immortals leave their thoughts in the outside world, which can leave various sounds, equivalent to having a spiritual conversation or even a fusion across time.

Needless to say, these divine thoughts should be the illusory images that emerged from the white sword just now.

And just as the two had warned, this fiend harbored ill intentions.

Even though this fellow's soul had been shattered by the lightning of the secret realm, he was still undeterred. His divine thoughts landed in Fang Shu's hands and actively burrowed into Fang Shu's body at great speed, showing great enthusiasm.

In an instant, a powerful divine pressure appeared in Fang Shu's perception, making his mind dizzy.

However, Fang Shu quickly broke free, his eyes turning cold as his true energy surged, and he grasped these divine thoughts in his hand.

"Trying to frame me?" he thought to himself with a cold sneer.

Fang Shu did not directly use his divine sense to receive the object. Instead, white silk threads emerged from his hand and were attached one by one to the streams of light.

The Daoist talisman in his mind trembled, replacing Fang Shu's soul, and refined these divine thoughts.

Suddenly, another wave of surprise and doubt arose in his mind:
"What is this? A divine soul magic treasure? How could a mere Qi Refining Immortal like you possibly possess a divine soul magic treasure?"

The sound was even clearer than the screams from the dueling platform earlier, and it was clearly a man's voice.

A phantom slowly took shape in Fang Shu's hand, eager to try and burrow deeper into his body.

Fang Shu examined the object, his heart tightening with fear: "What a persistent ghost! Even though its soul was shattered, it can still reassemble itself. Is it trying to possess someone else's body?"

He immediately thought of that old devil from the Er family.

With this thought in mind, Fang Shu poured all his true energy into the Dao Talisman, allowing it to completely refine the item. In his other hand, he also picked up a mid-grade spirit stone and a thousand-year-old spiritual herb.

To his relief, the sword demon that wanted to possess him, although still conscious, had a very weak soul. It couldn't even break free from his divine threads, let alone enter his body.

And so, the white light phantom in Fang Shu's hand flickered a few times before cracking open again, turning into streaks of light that slowly disappeared from his hand.

And thus, the Daoist talisman absorbed all the messages.

Fang Shu relaxed slightly. He immediately checked what he had absorbed from the talisman and then slowly realized what had happened, his face showing a look of sudden understanding.

It turns out that the sword demon was indeed a remnant left by someone from the past, but that remnant was not the sword demon of today.

Now, after countless days of nurturing and countless blood sacrifices by sword immortals, it has been transformed from a wisp of remnant spirit of transmission into the sword demon it is today.

His purpose in being forced out was to possess another body.

At the same time, this thing was not allowed in the secret realm. At first, it did not dare to show itself. It only dared to disguise itself as a living sword and wander on the golden mountain, intending to select a suitable "sword slave" and then show itself after going out with it.

As for why this thing was so excited after Yan Gou's death, it was not only because Fang Shu "defiled" the sword fighting arena, but also because the sword demon had always favored Yan Gou.

Compared to Zong Qingxue, the reason for her preference is quite simple: the sword demon's predecessor was a man. It considers itself not a ghost but a human, and its gender is male, so it is naturally unwilling to possess a woman's body.

"As expected, things become intelligent with age; even a wisp of remnant will can be gradually nurtured. The world is vast and full of wonders."

Fang Shu digested this information, clicking his tongue in amazement.

At the same time, a look of joy appeared in his eyes: "Fortunately, this thing is indeed the divine thought of the inheritance left by the previous sword cultivator. Otherwise, if it were really a soul, and it has been shattered now, I would not be able to obtain this sword cultivator's inheritance!"

If the attempt to possess another's body fails, even if the schemer is refined, their memories will not be taken away. Instead, they will be like porcelain, broken and gone.

Otherwise, those families of practitioners in the world would very likely pass down all the experience of their predecessors based on this point, and its wonderful effects would be even greater than those initiation secret methods.

However, Fang Shu had also heard that there were secret methods in the world that could be used to possess another's body, devour their soul, inherit their memories, and even disguise one's identity.

However, such secret methods are quite rare, and it is said that those who possess others' bodies in this way are very prone to going insane, eventually not even knowing who they are.

While pondering this, Fang Shu's thoughts suddenly drifted: "If I were to learn this kind of body-snatching technique, able to devour people's souls and extract their memories, and have a Dao talisman as a barrier for me, would I be spared the side effects?"

But he was only distracted for a moment before he quickly regained his composure and immersed himself in the divine power of swordsmanship, silently digesting the inheritance.

the other side.

After Zong Qingxue caught the "Nine Tribulations White Sword," or more accurately, the Six Tribulations White Sword, her face lit up with joy and excitement.

The woman repeatedly stroked the sword, eagerly releasing her inner energy to refine its blade, attempting to gain control over it.

During that time, she only glanced at Fang Shu briefly, and seeing that nothing seemed amiss on his end, she quickly looked away and ignored him.

On the contrary, Jiao Lulu, seeing that the two had divided the treasure, looked like they had each gained something.

The woman was initially relieved, but then secretly became anxious, fearing that the two men would covet what the other had obtained and start fighting again.

Fortunately, no fight broke out between the two even after several hours.

As Fang Shu slowly recovered from those divine thoughts, Zong Qingxue, who was standing beside him, noticed and suddenly spoke up:
"You've already killed that damned thing? Remember to wipe it out completely. Make sure it doesn't get tainted by your soul, and don't even think about that inheritance. It's better to give it up than to eliminate it completely."

Otherwise, it will definitely cause hidden dangers in the future!

Hearing Zong Qingxue's advice, Fang Shu looked at her in surprise.

He smiled and said, "It seems that Fellow Daoist Zong is quite knowledgeable about this item. But why did you not want such a heirloom, but instead chose that broken, lifeless object?"

Upon hearing this, Zong Qingxue finally shifted her gaze from the white sword in her hand and uttered:

"An inanimate object? In your eyes, this sword is indeed an inanimate object, not worth mentioning. But in my eyes, it is even more important than before."

Then, she slowly explained her reasons.

For sword cultivators, the so-called inheritance of divine sense is naturally excellent. But if it is not, as long as the sword the other person carries is still there, later generations can comprehend the path taken by their predecessors based on the various traces on the sword.

Especially for swordsmen, even if all the restrictions on their swords are destroyed, the sword intent nurtured within them for a lifetime will not easily dissipate. With the "sword intent" present, the person who obtains the sword will naturally gain many benefits, and even if they are not a swordsman, they have a considerable probability of embarking on the path of swordsmanship.

Zong Qingxue paused, then spoke again:

"I am worried that I might not be able to control a magic weapon made of the Nine Tribulations material, and that when I leave the secret realm, I might be targeted by the earth immortals in the temple and forcibly taken away."

But this sword, made of the finest materials and of the sixth grade, is exactly what I desire!

Fang Shu listened and slowly nodded.

He has now obtained the sword cultivation inheritance of this place. Although he has not fully digested it, he has gained a lot of knowledge and can be considered half a sword cultivator on paper.

After thinking about it for a moment, he realized that what the woman said was true.

However, Fang Shu smiled and then suddenly teased:
"Do you really not care about this sword cultivation inheritance? Let me explain first, although the sword demon was struck by lightning and the inheritance was damaged in many ways, especially the information about the identity and background of the predecessors, which has all disappeared, there are still many priceless sword dao secrets."

He paused, then said slowly, "And the most exquisite of them all is the sword formation set up within this golden mountain. Would you like it, fellow Daoist?"
Fang had no objections. He had already received the inheritance, and since he wasn't a swordsman, passing it on wouldn't be a problem.

Upon hearing this, Zong Qingxue's previously calm expression immediately changed.

Her breathing became erratic, and she blurted out:
"Senior Brother Fang, are you truly willing to share this?"

Fang Shu nodded frankly: "Of course I'm willing."

However, he changed the subject: "But to be honest, this inheritance is passed down through divine sense, and the sword cultivation path described in it is more like the ancient path of becoming an immortal through a sword. All one's cultivation is entrusted to the sword, and the quality of the corresponding techniques is not low."

"I cannot fully express its true meaning in words; only through spiritual connection can I grasp even a fraction of it. Please forgive me for this, young lady."

"Transmitting the Dharma through divine sense?" Zong Qingxue asked in confusion, "What's so difficult about that..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fang Shu corrected her:
"It is not the transmission of the Dharma by the divine consciousness, but the transmission of the Dharma by the divine soul, or rather, the fusion of the divine soul."

Zong Qingxue's words came to an abrupt halt, and she immediately blushed deeply.

She glared at Fang Shu with resentment in her eyes.

The woman really wanted to ask Fang Shu if he was just teasing her. But after thinking about it for a moment, she realized that with everyone's current level, it was indeed difficult to explain many of the Foundation Establishment stage techniques clearly; only through spiritual perception could it be done.

"Junior brother, please have some self-respect!" Zong Qingxue said curtly.

"So, Senior Sister is not happy about this?"

Fang Shu stood aside, his voice tinged with regret.

This time, he has obtained a sword dao inheritance comparable to the Blood Mother True Scripture. Although this item is quite precious, he will not suffer any loss by sharing inheritances.

Since he wouldn't be focusing on this method anyway, he wasn't worried about being restrained if he revealed his secrets. Therefore, he genuinely wanted to share this inheritance with Zong Qingxue.

Of course, this also contained a little bit of Fang Shu's scheming.

If Zong Qingxue were willing to merge her soul with his, he would have the protection of the Dao talisman while she would not. After the merging, their relationship would immediately progress greatly.

This approach of getting to know someone thoroughly before making friends is a good method and can save him a lot of effort.

In this way, when this woman successfully establishes her foundation in the future, he will have another foundation-establishing fellow Daoist in the temple, and it is possible that she will be the kind of loyal fellow Daoist to whom he can entrust his life.

Such a deal is incredibly profitable! After all, he earned this inheritance from the other party.

"What a pity." Fang Shu shook his head.

Although it was a pity, he was not too disappointed.

Fang Shu even thought to himself, trying to comfort himself, that if this woman could resolutely refuse even a Nine Tribulations White Sword, it would be a disservice to her character and disappoint him if she agreed to a spiritual connection just because of a sword cultivation inheritance.

At the edge of the dueling platform, Fang Shu put away his playful expression and greeted Zong Qingxue with a serious demeanor:
"I was being presumptuous this time, and I hope that Senior Sister will forgive me."

Zong Qingxue received a formal bow from Fang Shu, and seeing that Fang Shu took the initiative to admit his mistake and apologize, she was momentarily unsure whether she should continue to dwell on the matter.

She paused for several breaths before silently nodding in agreement.

But just then, a weak voice suddenly rang out beside them:

"Brother Fang, I wonder if I could have a copy of your inheritance?"

Both of them were surprised and immediately turned their heads to look.

It was Jiao Lulu, holding the Foundation Establishment Drum, her face flushed, but her eyes were fixed intently on Fang Shu, clearly looking very expectant.

Fang Shu looked at the neighbor's daughter with a strange expression, unsure of how to respond.

While he hesitated, Zong Qingxue frowned slightly, immediately thinking that Jiao Lulu did not understand the meaning of the fusion of souls.

The woman then immediately whispered in the other woman's ear and explained everything in detail.

To Zong Qingxue's surprise, Jiao Lulu blushed even more upon hearing this, and lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone.

However, the woman immediately gave Zong Qingxue a grateful look and said in a whisper, "Thank you for your kindness, sister... Brother Fang, he is not an outsider."

These words momentarily stunned Zong Qingxue, who immediately realized that she had misunderstood.

What made her want to disappear into the ground even more was that Fang Shu, who was next to her, didn't seem to care at all and directly talked to Jiao Lulu about the fusion of their souls right in front of her.

The two spoke quite bluntly, using terms like "sexual pleasure" and "no less than conjugal relations" to describe it.

Such an unreserved scene made Zong Qingxue feel somewhat absurd.

But strangely, seeing Fang Shu so serious, and directly revealing all the "drawbacks" of the soul fusion without any concealment, some of the "drawbacks" he mentioned were even unknown to her.

Zong Qingxue suddenly felt that this young man's behavior was not lewd at all, but rather rather quite generous.

"Am I going crazy... or am I just attached to appearances?" She began to doubt herself for a moment.

(End of this chapter)