"Three hundred years of ration? What does it mean?"

Fang Yi looked over with a puzzled look when he heard this. Although the creature was bluffing before, he almost fell into a trap, but his current appearance actually made Fang Yi feel a little pity. In addition, he wanted to find out some news from him, so he was closer to the creature.

The creature didn't expect Fang Yi to come and talk to him. In the past, those cultivators probably left quickly after seeing through their own strength, so they were reluctant to say a word to him. Over the years, the creature had already known that in the eyes of those cultivators, staying to talk to him was just a waste of time.

He raised his head and the vertical eye with colorful light flashed towards Fang Yi's eyes. The creature whispered: "We are guarding the corridor to scare you cultivators and let you retreat."

This kind of creature is called Phantom. It is born with extremely fast speed and has the instinct to spy on space. It can shuttle through space after adulthood. It has a special breath of life, which can conceal the exploration of the spiritual consciousness of the practitioner.

These phantoms were captured by the owner of the Immortal Sword Mansion and came here. I don’t know what methods were used to make these phantoms immortal in the Immortal Sword Mansion. However, if you want to practice and grow, you need to eat a fruit called snow pomegranate.

This snow pomegranate is snow-white all over. After taking the phantom, it can absorb and refine the spiritual energy in it and gradually increase its cultivation.

However, these snow pomegranates will not be given to them in vain. They need to make contributions, so they are placed here and become the first level of the owner of the Divine Wood Order.

These phantoms have no strength, so they can only bluff with their own speed and the convenience of being unable to be explored. If they can scare away a cultivator, they can obtain enough snow pomegranates for three hundred years. If they are discovered by the cultivator or pass this level, there will be no benefit.

Fang Yi learned that this Phantom had only scared away three cultivators for hundreds of thousands of years, so his cultivation was only in a mere Qi Refining Stage.

"There is a Phantom on every corridor?" Fang Yi asked, "What is the cultivation level of other Phantoms?"

"Only two Phantoms have the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage." The Phantom's sharp voice seemed a little pitiful, and he said, "Most of the rest are almost the same as me."

"It's also pitiful." Fang Yi continued to ask: "Besides snow pomegranates, what else can help you practice and advance?"

Fang Yi didn't know why, but felt pity for the Phantom. If there were some unimportant things on him that could help the Phantom, Fang Yi wouldn't mind giving him some.

"No." The phantom shook his head and said, "Maybe there is, I don't know."

"Since I was born, I was locked in the Immortal Sword Mansion, and I only knew that snow pomegranates were useful to us."

"Okay, then I can't help you." Fang Yi smiled bitterly and said, "After passing your level, will this corridor end?"

"Yes." said the Phantom: "You can leave this corridor if you keep moving forward."

"What else will be there after the corridor?" Fang Yi asked, "What else will you encounter? For example, cultivators, monsters or other creatures?"

"I don't know this." Phantom said: "We have been trapped here for the rest of our lives and have never been to other places in the Fairy Sword Mansion."

"Good luck. If I can find a way to help you get out of trouble in the future, I will definitely come back!" Seeing that I couldn't ask anything, Fang Yi smiled and wanted to pat Phantom's shoulder. His palm fell in the empty space, but Phantom's body hid in another space.

In any case, this Phantom has survived for hundreds of thousands of years and has seen many cultivators. He knows that even if a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage slapped casually, it is not something he can bear. Therefore, when he saw Fang Yi slapped his palm, he did not know his good intentions and malice, he subconsciously hid in the space.

With his palm resting in the air, Fang Yi was also amused and said, "I don't want to attack you. Since that's the case, I will continue to pass the next level."

"Thank you." The phantom body appeared and suddenly said thank you to Fang Yi.

"Hmm? Thank me what? Because of that promise?" Fang Yi looked at the Phantom in surprise, not understanding.

"Although we know human language, we rarely speak to people." Phantom said: "You are still the first human cultivator who is willing to speak to me normally."

The Phantom is well-versed in human language and has some emotions similar to humans in consciousness. Therefore, he also desires to communicate with humans and wants to know some external things.

Fang Yi was stunned and stopped again, and after talking to the Phantom about many external cultivators, he got up and continued to move forward along the corridor. As the Phantom said, after only walking a few hundred meters, the corridor and dark void disappeared, and his body appeared in a house.

The room is not big. There is an altar near the wall. There is a stick of incense on the altar. The incense is rising. I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Fang Yi looked at the incense, which looks like a sharp sword.

His eyes moved upwards, and there was no statue behind the altar, but there was a scroll with a three-foot sword painted in the middle of the scroll. The sword body was as wide as an adult man's palm, with the hilt facing upwards and the sword blade facing downwards, floating in the air. It was originally a work of brush and ink, but Fang Yi looked at it at this time, but he felt that the sword was shining and his eyes were tingling.

Subconsciously blocking his eyes with his hands, Fang Yi released his spiritual consciousness and explored towards the scroll, but suddenly saw a shocking sword energy. Then he felt a stinging pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, and quickly withdrew his spiritual consciousness, and he did not dare to look at the scroll again.

"Just just a scroll, there is such an amazing sword energy. I just checked my spiritual sense and realized that the sword energy in the scroll was shocking. If I hadn't retracted my spiritual sense immediately, the sea of ​​consciousness would have been smashed at this moment."

Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness was about to return, and he felt the sea of ​​consciousness sting. If it were later, the sword energy would probably be able to strangle his sea of ​​consciousness along with the spiritual consciousness. Not to mention Fang Yi, even the Nascent Soul Cultivator could not resist that kind of terrifying sword energy.

"The sword depicted by a single brush and ink scroll can emit enough existence to kill the Nascent Soul cultivator." Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness and the spiritual groove passage of the Juntian Ding Artifact: "This place is called the Immortal Sword Mansion. Could it be that the sword in this scroll is really an Immortal Sword?"

Although Fang Yi still doesn't know how many methods a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Realm has, he has also seen a cultivator in the realm of cultivators and can probably tell in his heart that the shocking sword energy just now is far from being able to resist by the Nascent Soul Realm.

The mansion is called the Immortal Sword Mansion. It has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. There are still cultivators among them, including things like the Divine Wood Order. In addition, the sword energy emitted by the sword in the scroll made Fang Yi start to feel that there might be an immortal sword in this Immortal Sword Mansion.

"It's hard to say." Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit said: "If you really have an ordinary pen and ink, you can have such a sharp edge, and it's really a fairy sword."

"There is another possibility, that the scroll itself is not an ordinary thing, but a powerful man based on his understanding of the sword intent."

"Passing the first level, I came to this room just to let us see the scroll." Fang Yi looked away from the scroll and looked around. There was nothing else in this room except the altar and the scroll, and there was not even an exit.

Just as Fang Yi was thinking, the scroll suddenly rolled up automatically and fell on the altar.

Fang Yi was stunned when he saw this, "Can this... this scroll be the reward for the first level?"

Fang Yi was a little unbelievable. He had just experienced the shocking sword energy in the scroll. If he had this scroll, even the Nascent Soul cultivator could destroy it. He would have such a generous reward after passing the first level, and even if he had never dreamed of such a good thing.

Fang Yi, who knew the power of the sword energy in the scroll, did not dare to start rashly. If he was affected by the sword energy in the scroll, he would be destroyed immediately. His spiritual sense swept across every corner of the room again, and there was no other special point, not even a door or a window.

When he walked to the altar, Fang Yi carefully stretched out his hand. He first touched one end of the scroll without any reaction. When he touched the other end, it was still the same, no difference from an ordinary scroll.

Seeing that there was no danger, Fang Yi tried to hold the middle part with his hand, take it away from the altar, stayed in the air for a while, and confirmed that there was no problem, so he put the scroll in the storage bag.

With a "creak" sound, a room surrounded by walls turned into two wooden doors. Just as Fang Yi put the scroll in the storage bag, the two wooden doors also opened and shone a white light.

"I really took this scroll as a reward, this...this is too generous."

Fang Yi opened his mouth, and at this moment, he felt a very dreamy feeling in his heart. He knew very well what this scroll meant. Whether in the Lianyun Sea or in the realm of cultivators, this scroll meant invincible. What kind of magic cultivators and old Nascent Soul monsters were all ants in front of this scroll.

"Isn't this a little too easy?" Fang Yi didn't know what he was thinking at this time, but this scroll containing the sword energy felt a bit too easy.

Fang Yi's current cultivation level is only in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage. Although he can fight over the level and even kill Jindan cultivators, there are many powerful existences than him, both in the Lianyun Sea and the cultivator world. These existences have directly or indirectly become Fang Yi's motivation to practice hard and pursue powerful motivation.

Fang Yi wants to become stronger, want to have enough ability to protect his close relatives and friends, and one day, even a Nascent Soul cultivator, he doesn't want to hurt the people around him.

But when all this suddenly came, Fang Yi was not excited or excited, but instead felt confused and lost. Moreover, the power of external forces was not what he wanted...

Fang Yi's spiritual sense moved and took out the scroll from the storage bag. He struggled and wandered in his heart. A scroll made of rice paper in his hand was as heavy as a mountain. I don't know if it should be taken away or put down.

It’s like in the secular world where poor teenagers start from scratch. Just when their career and wealth are steadily climbing and they still have some sense of accomplishment in their hearts, a huge amount of wealth suddenly hits their heads, and instantly becomes the world’s richest man with a huge gap that others cannot catch up with. The sudden realization of life goals will not only not bring excitement, but on the contrary, it will also smooth out the sense of accomplishment after trying to gain harvest, making people fall into confusion. This huge psychological gap can easily destroy a person’s mind.

"Fang Yi, what do you want to do?" The Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit saw Fang Yi about to put down the scroll, and the voice immediately rang out in Fang Yi's sea of ​​consciousness.

"I don't know either." Fang Yi held the scroll in his hand, with a confused voice: "Juntian, you said, why do practitioners practice?"

"If there are ten thousand people like this, there may be ten thousand answers." Juntian Ding Yiling said: "Some people are for immortality, some are for strength, some are for avoiding being humiliated, and some are for exploring the common people of the universe..."

"Some people kill more people for the sake of their loved ones, for their parents to live longer, and some even kill more people for the sake of killing people..."

After listing a lot of the spirits of Juntian Ding, he asked back: "Fang Yi, why are you practicing?"

"Why do I practice?" Fang Yi shook his head and said, "I have no father or mother since I was young. I was adopted by my master and grew up in the Taoist temple. Although my master has not taught me to practice, he has laid the foundation for me."

Fang Yi murmured as he recalled everything he had embarked on the road of cultivation: "Later, I also wanted to become stronger and have a wider world. In addition, my elder brother fled to the island of chaos at that time, so he came to Lianyun Sea and found that it was indeed wider. There were countless strong people, and he unconsciously fell in love with this world, and even his family brought him here."

"With a family member here, I feel that there is more responsibility in it, and the responsibility to protect my close friends..."

"Now, with this scroll, these are no longer problems." Fang Yi said: "But why, I always feel that this is not what I want."

"That's because your state of mind is not worthy of invincibility." The voice of the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit was like a wake-up call: "Have you heard that virtue is not worthy of position?

Without the corresponding state of mind cultivation, the stronger the strength, the easier it is to breed inner demons. It is like a primary school student holding a nuclear weapon that can destroy the world. Once he feels wronged, he is very likely to detonate the nuclear weapon and destroy the whole world.

Although Fang Yi is now in the late stage of foundation building and his spiritual consciousness is close to the middle stage of the Golden Pill, compared with this picture, it is no different from the gap between primary school students and nuclear weapons.

If there is such a treasure that transcends the scope of Lianyun Sea, or becomes a dictatorial ruler, or destroys the entire Lianyun Sea, it can be said in his thoughts that he is not prepared to master such things, just like the spirit of Juntian Ding Artifact, and does not have the corresponding state of mind and virtue is not worthy of position.

"It seems that I have to learn to let go!"

This thought arose in his mind. Fang Yizhen put the scroll again on the table with great importance. The Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit did not dissuade him anymore. Instead of finally becoming obsessed with this scroll, it would be better to practice slowly. Even with his vision, looking at the past and present, Fang Yi is considered an extremely genius. As long as he practices steadily, his future achievements will not be bad.

Fang Yi, who put down the scroll, left the room quickly without any hesitation.

When he stepped out of the door and the room behind him disappeared, Fang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. God knew what kind of determination he had made just now to withstand such temptation.
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