I became an immortal on earth.

From Taiyuan Gate to Jian Tianze, it only took half a day thanks to Xiao Zi's full speed. ☺🐯 ➅9ร𝐇𝕌𝕩.COM 💲🐉

Song Jinyuan and his sword servants were still in Jian Tianze. Besides them, some other cultivators came to visit, all wanting to pay homage to the place where Sword Saint Fang Wang had once comprehended the sword. If they could meet Fang Wang, they would also like to ask him for guidance. After all, the news that Fang Wang had imparted the sword intent of heaven and earth to others had spread, making his reputation more like that of a grandmaster.

Fang Wang landed on the bridge where he had previously sculpted the spirit and instructed Song Jinyuan behind him, "I'm preparing to comprehend the sword; don't let anyone disturb me."

Song Jinyuan nodded, immediately ordered the other sword servants to disperse, and commanded that no one was allowed to approach the area within a five-mile radius.

He had a lot to say to Fang Wang, but seeing that Fang Wang seemed to be in a hurry, he could only suppress his emotions.

Having not seen him for many years, he was very curious about Fang Wang's current cultivation level.

Back then, when he learned that Fang Wang had single-handedly broken through Qingchan Valley, he was extremely surprised. The Sword Saint had once praised Qingchan Valley's Ten Thousand Poisons Formation, saying it was the second most powerful formation in the Great Qi cultivation world. The more people in the formation, the stronger its power. Tens of thousands of people in the formation could kill a cultivator at the Condensation Realm.

Many years ago, Fang Wang broke through the Ten Thousand Poisons Formation, which was composed of ten thousand people. Now, wouldn't he be able to sweep through the Condensation Realm?

And that mysterious black dragon technique made Song Jinyuan secretly unhappy.

Why doesn't this junior brother use Master's ultimate technique?

A dignified swordsman kills enemies without a sword!

Outrageous!

Of course, in that battle, Fang Wang's lack of a sword only made him appear stronger, giving the impression that he easily swept through Qingchan Valley without even drawing his sword.

It was precisely because of Fang Wang that even though the Taiyuan Sect had suffered an attack from the demonic path and lost 20,000 disciples, the major sects still dared not underestimate the Taiyuan Sect, and even treated it better than before.

Fang Wang had no idea what Song Jinyuan was thinking. He sat cross-legged on the bridgehead and began to sense the aura of the Heavenly Dao Spirit Stone at the bottom of the lake.

This time, it went even more smoothly than before. In less than five days, Fang Wang found the feeling of spirit shaping.

It should be noted that the spirit-shaping array set up by the Sword Saint here is designed for Earthly Yuan Treasure Spirits and higher-grade Treasure Spirits, so the sensing time is far longer than that of ordinary Heavenly Dao Spirit Stones.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to surge towards his head, even causing ripples on the lake surface.

Fang Wang opened his eyes and condensed the sword intent of heaven and earth. In an instant, sword shadows appeared on the lake surface, forming a large circle that surrounded him and the pavilion behind him. Sword energy overflowed, densely packed, forming a huge sky curtain that soared into the sky and shook the clouds.

Separated by the sword intent of heaven and earth, Song Jinyuan and his sword servants could no longer see what he was doing.

With his primordial spirit, Fang Wang could focus his attention and multitask easily. Moreover, this was his fourth time shaping his spirit, so he was quite adept at it.

For his fourth natal spirit, he wanted a sealing-type spirit!

Moreover, the sealing is carried out during battle, rendering the enemy unable to move, and even sealing their primordial spirit, waiting for them to kill!

The idea is ambitious, but whether it can be realized depends on actual creation!

With the Golden Scale White Feather Robe around, he would postpone his defensive-type natal spirit, and create a new defensive spirit when the Golden Scale White Feather Robe could no longer keep up with his pace.

The natal spirit and the magic weapon have the same function, but the special thing about the natal spirit is that the cultivator can use it more skillfully and it is very difficult to be taken away. If it is stolen by an enemy, the natal spirit will dissipate with just a thought, which is something that magic weapons cannot do.

With so many innate spirit treasures existing, Fang Wang doesn't need to compete for those so-called supreme treasures.

In the cultivation world, cultivators die every day in the struggle for magical artifacts, because most people can only possess one natal treasure spirit, and it is very difficult for them to break through a major realm. Therefore, collecting magical artifacts has become a matter of life and death for them.

Fang Wang began to introspect, his divine sense within the Treasure Spirit Space.

He kept injecting his own ideas.

Sealing can also be thought of as control; it shouldn't be that you can only seal a target by touching it, because that would be too restrictive.

Fang Wang always remembered Zhou Xue's innate spiritual treasure; the moment she played that wooden zither, her opponent was completely disoriented.

However, he didn't like the zither. Although it was quite elegant for a man to play the zither, he preferred to take a more domineering approach.

锺！

A large bell, when it rings, can steal people's souls, making them instantly disoriented, or even causing their souls to fly away!

Besides the sound of the bell, this bell must be sturdy, preferably with some defensive effects; he can add his own protective divine energy to it.

In addition, this bell can also cover people; if it does, the enemy will have no chance of escape.

His natal spirit treasure is of such a high grade that its effects cannot be too singular.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged toward the top of his head faster and faster, and wisps of Xuan Yang True Fire followed, which was his spiritual power, used to shape the body of the treasure spirit.

On the other side, the cultivators staying at Jian Tianze were all excited as they looked at the sword energy curtain formed by the sword intent of heaven and earth.

"Has the Sword Saint returned?"

"Such sword energy, such vast sword intent, could only come from Fang Wang!"

"I knew Fang Wang wouldn't forget Jian Tianze."

"Nonsense. After years of construction by the previous Sword Saint, Jian Tianze's spiritual energy is no less than that of the cave dwellings of major sects, and the Sword Saint's sword intent is everywhere here."

"Stop talking nonsense and feel it carefully. It's a stroke of luck to be able to see such sword intent."

More and more sword cultivators flew to the mountaintops around Jian Tianze, facing the sky of sword energy, and carefully sensed it.

……

In the mountains and forests.

As the morning sun shone through the leaves and illuminated the forest, the disciples of Taiyuan Sect were all meditating quietly.

A cultivator swiftly emerged from the depths of the forest, dressed in the robes of the Taiyuan Sect. He quickly approached Zhao Chuanqian and whispered something to him.

After he finished speaking, Zhao Chuanqian stood up, scanned all his disciples, and said, "Everyone, prepare for action."

Upon hearing this, all the disciples stood up, each one mentally prepared.

Geniuses like Ye Xiang and Fang Hanyu looked eager to try their luck. They also wanted to make a name for themselves. Even if they couldn't compare to Fang Wang, they still wanted to carve out their own reputation.

Since Fang Wang's sudden emergence, the cultivation world has thought of Fang Wang whenever Taiyuan Sect is mentioned, causing other disciples to pale in comparison.

Fifty years ago, the Earthly Treasure Spirit would have been enough to make the entire Great Qi cultivation world take notice, but now it seems to be just so-so.

Zhao Chuanqian turned around and walked in one direction. His disciples immediately followed, while the elders at the edge of the group manipulated the formation and moved forward with them.

the other side.

Three hundred miles to the east, the cultivators of the Xuanhong Sword Sect were also preparing to move. Their numbers were even greater than those of the Taiyuan Sect, exceeding two hundred, and they were all elites.

Xu Qiuming and Xu Tianjiao walked in the group. After many years, Xu Qiuming looked even more spirited. A sword shadow floated behind his head, following him like a sword spirit.

"Brother, do you think Taiyuan Sect will send Fang Wang?" Xu Tianjiao asked curiously, her face full of anticipation.

Xu Qiuming glanced at her and said calmly, "Didn't you say that Fang Wang and that girl named Gu Li had an unusual relationship? Why are you still thinking about him?"

Xu Tianjiao covered her mouth and laughed, "I just admire him. Besides, the cultivation world doesn't follow monogamy. Even if you become Daoist partners, you might break up. In the face of immortality, no one can stay with anyone forever. Just enjoy life while you can."

Xu Qiuming rolled his eyes, not wanting to continue the conversation.

Xu Tianjiao nudged Xu Qiuming with her elbow, gave him a wink, and whispered, "Do you think Lü Changge is genuinely helping us? Could it be...?"

Xu Qiuming looked ahead and said, "He happens to have a grudge against the Chi Mo Sect. He challenged the Chi Mo Sect before, and although he won, he was besieged by the Chi Mo Sect and almost died. Moreover, I feel that he is genuinely joining the Xuan Hong Sword Sect. Once no one in the Xuan Hong Sword Sect can defeat him, he will leave again. He is the Sword Maniac."

"Sword fanatic, is there anyone in this world more obsessed with swords than you?" Xu Tianjiao blinked and said.

Xu Qiuming remained noncommittal.

At this moment, a male cultivator walked over and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Xu, Gu Jianxin from the Tian Shu Sect has also arrived. Don't let him steal your thunder."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qiuming raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "Why would he leave seclusion? Could it be that he's here for Fang Wang?"

The male cultivator laughed and said, "That's for sure. The Chi Mo Sect attacked the Taiyuan Sect before. Given this opportunity, the Taiyuan Sect will definitely send Fang Wang. Gu Jianxin was also the number one genius in the Great Qi cultivation world when he was young. I have a friend in the Tian Shu Sect. He said that Gu Jianxin has long said that he wants to compete with Fang Wang."

Xu Qiuming's gaze was deep and unfathomable as he said, "Could it be that he has broken through his destiny?"

The male monk shrugged and replied, "I don't know."

Xu Qiuming's eyes revealed a fighting spirit, and the sword shadows behind him began to flash with a cold light.

"Once this matter is settled, we must teach him a lesson. Back then, he bullied my brother because he was older. Now that my brother has grown up, we'll definitely make him pay!" Xu Tianjiao said through gritted teeth, her teeth itching with hatred at the mention of Gu Jianxin.

Xu Qiuming did not respond, but his sword intent had already been released, causing the male cultivator to step back, and the surrounding Xuanhong Sword Sect cultivators all turned to look at him.

……

Jian Tianze, on the bridgehead.

Little Purple retreated far away, gazing at the large clock above Fang Wang's head. It felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to tell whether the world was spinning or if it was just its own mind reeling.

As the bell became more solidified, it would occasionally ring out. The sound wasn't loud and was blocked by the sword intent of heaven and earth, but this caused trouble for Xiao Zi inside the formation.

At this moment, Fang Wang's bell has materialized into its true form. It is an ancient golden bell with three Qilin heads at the top, their mouths facing outwards. Below are circles of fine patterns. On each side of the bell are three golden dragons, their bodies connected to the bell. Their heads are raised high, their postures relaxed, showing the domineering aura of true dragons.

The bottom of the bell is printed with wave patterns, and the top is engraved with nine bright suns, exuding a majestic and mythical atmosphere!

Fang Wang slowly opened his eyes and looked up. His natal spirit was almost fully formed.

He could sense the power of this treasure's spirit. After all, he had spent five hundred and twenty years preparing for this spirit-forging process, making it undoubtedly more powerful than the Rainbow Sword and the Universe Fan.

As for the Heavenly Palace Halberd, that's uncertain.

Fang Wang always felt that the Heavenly Palace Halberd contained even greater power, waiting for him to discover it, after all, it was a treasure spirit created by the Heavenly Palace itself.

"Let's call it the Bell of Reincarnation."

Fang Wang muttered to himself, deciding on the name of this bell.

In order to shape this bell, he also incorporated some of his understanding of the Yin-Yang Xuanming True Skill, giving it the power of Yin and Yang. In addition to sealing and controlling souls, this bell can also deflect seals and control.