"These sword energy are probably not able to withstand these ordinary cultivation levels in the early stage of foundation building."

Haoyang and Mr. Taia looked at each other and saw the shock in the other's eyes. Taia Zong is a sword cultivation sect, and using sword energy to kill enemies is also a common method.

But like Fang Yi, just the late-stage foundation building cultivation level can release the sword energy that can easily kill the Qi Refining Cultivator, but no one can do it. Even Mr. Tai'a cannot do this when he is in the late-stage foundation building cultivation level.

After receiving the message from Lu Kuan and the other two, both Haoyang and Mr. Taia were suspicious of what was said in the message. It was a bit horrible to kill a giant with a radius of thousands of miles in half a day. However, Fang Yi's sword energy storm, coupled with his spiritual cultivation close to the early stage of the Golden Pill, it is not surprising that he can do this.

"Papapapapapapa." Haoyang clapped with both hands and praised: "Friendly Dao Fang is good at it."

Although Mr. Taia did not speak, he nodded in appreciation. Fang Yi's move could almost be said to be invincible at the same level.

"Now, there are 643 inner disciples under the Tai'a Sect, including 507 practitioners in the Qi Refining Stage, 114 practitioners in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and 22 practitioners in the Golden Elixir Realm."

Haoyang wandered in the hall, counting all the disciples of Tai Azong, as if they were talking to themselves, or saying to Fang Yi, "Tai Azong helped mortals guard ninety-one cities. Nearly a hundred Qi Refining Cultivators died for this battle every year, and more than ten cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation Centre are also exhausted."

Speaking of this, Haoyang happened to walk across from Fang Yi and stared at Fang Yi: "I'm not sure about it. I'll ask for fellow Taoist Fang this time, and I have something to ask for. I hope fellow Taoist Fang will fulfill his wish."

"Just just now, I saw that fellow Taoist Fang released the sword energy, and some of the luck methods seemed to be unique. Hao hoped that fellow Taoist Fang could pass on this sword energy method to Tai'a Sect."

Haoyang smiled bitterly on his face, but he continued, "Hao knew that martial arts were the root of practitioners, and it was also a taboo for the masters. However, for hundreds of disciples and hundreds of people in nearly a hundred cities, Hao begged fellow Taoist Fang to grant this method."

Haoyang had this idea when he read the information about Fang Yi, so he summoned him when Fang Yi first came to Tai Azong and saw Fang Yi use his own eyes to use his sword energy. Judging from the aura he released, it was indeed a bit extraordinary, so he asked for it.

As for threatening and forcing with force, it is not the style of Tai Azong's behavior. Since the founding of the sect, the ancestors passed down the rules that should not be bullied by power. Since then, they have been continued and have not changed for tens of thousands of years.

"This..." Fang Yi's face showed a hint of relief when he heard this.

The sword energy storm's technique was originally understood by him from a picture scroll in the hut of the uninhabited island. He was based on the sword control technique inherited by the ancient sword sect. Later, he improved his sword skills several times and achieved his current power.

It was originally a martial art created by Fang Yi himself, and it was nothing to pass it on to Tai Azong. The reason why Fang Yi was hesitant on the surface was that he did not want Tai Azong to feel that the method he had learned could be taught to the outside world so easily, otherwise he would probably be greedy and then covet other methods.

"If there is any inconvenience, Tai Azong will not force it." Seeing the expression on Fang Yi's face, Haoyang hurriedly said: "But I still hope that fellow Taoist Fang will think about countless creatures and think carefully."

Haoyang did not rush Fang Yi to express his opinion, but called Lu Kuan and Xiang Jiu closer and said, "You two will take fellow Taoist Fang to the Zizhu Forest to stay temporarily, and will be responsible for the daily daily needs of fellow Taoist Fang and this child."

"Abide by the laws and regulations of the sect leader." Lu Kuan and Xiang Jiu bowed to receive the order.

Fang Yi and Lei Lin walked out of the hall accompanied by the two. Before leaving the hall, Fang Yi suddenly turned around and said, "What Master Hao said, Fang will definitely consider it carefully."

When the four of them left, only Mr. Haoyang and Mr. Taia were left in the hall. Mr. Taia said, "Sect Master, is it appropriate to let him go to Zizhu Forest? After all, he is not a disciple of the Taia Sect."

"It's okay, we all understand the sword formation of uncle Master. Even if it is broken, it can still be re-arranged."

"Senior Brother, what do you think of Fang Yi?" Haoyang asked. He knew that his senior brother had always been extremely accurate in his eyes and had a much stronger vision than him.

"This person is like a sharp sword, extremely sharp." Mr. Tai'a gave an evaluation and said, "In Tai'a Sect, under the golden elixir, I'm afraid no one can match it."

"This is the best..." Haoyang's beard was slim and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"The Tai'a Sect has seven meridians in total, and each meridian is the first one, an immortal master at the Jindan realm..."

Lu Kuan and Xiang Jiu accompanied Fang Yi and Lei Lin to the Zizhu Forest, and introduced the various situations in Tai Azong along the way. Xiang Jiu said: "Senior Fang probably doesn't know the origin of the Zizhu Forest."

According to Xiang Jiu, the purple bamboo forest was once the residence of Mr. Tai'a, and it was considered top among the many blessings of the entire Tai'a Mountains. However, since the death of the previous generation of Mr. Taia, no one has been able to enter the purple bamboo forest for hundreds of years to practice. This is because the previous generation of Mr. Taia set up a sword formation in the purple bamboo forest. Only by breaking the sword formation can one enter the purple bamboo forest.

The previous generation of Mr. Taia also wanted to cultivate younger talents, so he left behind his legacy before his death. This purple bamboo forest only allows disciples below the Golden Pill Realm to try to crack it, but hundreds of years have passed, and no disciple has been able to crack the sword formation of the purple bamboo forest.

"So it's like I'm going to take the exam." Fang Yi knew in his heart that the leader of the Hao Sect was probably going to test him. If Fang Yi could not break the sword formation in the purple bamboo forest, he would naturally not be able to go in to practice...

"This is the purple bamboo forest." On the hillside, Lu Kuan pointed to a dense purple bamboo forest in front of him and said to Fang Yi: "Senior Fang has a deep cultivation level, so he can break the sword formation left by the ancestor."

"Mr. Fang can give it a try." When he arrived at the edge of the purple bamboo forest, Lu Kuan stood up, and Fang Yi led Lei Lin forward. A cultivator at the Golden Pill Realm left a sword formation to test his younger disciples. It seems that the power is limited, so it should not be a problem to protect Lei Lin with his strength."

When Fang Yi approached the purple bamboo forest, the wind suddenly rose in the mountains, and the thin and slender purple bamboos that were dozens of meters high swayed gently. The purple bamboo leaves on the trunks fluttered in the wind. Occasionally, a bamboo leaf fell down, and a ray of light flashed across the edge of the bamboo leaf, like a sharp sword blade.

"These purple bamboos are just a kind of concealment." Fang Yi led Lei Lin forward, laying a spiritual defense in front of Lei Lin, allowing the falling purple bamboo leaves to cut, and said to Lei Lin: "Although these purple bamboo leaves are as sharp as swords, their real murderous intent is invisible."

It seemed to be to confirm what Fang Yi said, when a fallen leaf fell in front of Lei Lin, it suddenly split in half from the middle. Lei Lin saw that the spiritual defense in front of him was slashed by a sword light, causing ripples.

"The techniques of this sword formation look familiar." Fang Yi identified the direction, but at the same time he felt that the sword formation had seemed to have seen it somewhere, and he was thinking about where he had seen similar arrangement techniques in his mind.

The two words "Sword Sect?" suddenly flashed into Fang Yi's mind, and he was a little surprised and puzzled, "Is this Tai A Sect's ancestor also a disciple of the Sword Sect? Otherwise, why is this sword formation so similar?"

Fang Yi once saw similar sword formation techniques on the stone wall around the sword path tower of the Sword Sect. They seemed to be more clever than the previous Mr. Taia, but the two should have the same origin.

"The eye of the formation is here."

Fang Yi waved a sword energy casually, and a stone as big as a fist exploded to pieces. The wind stopped and the purple bamboo forest returned to peace. Walking forward, he saw a small house made of purple bamboo. Behind the hut, there was a pool of azure blue pool water, which emitted a faint purple halo under the light reflected by the purple bamboo.

"Is this sword formation broken like this?"

Outside the Zizhu Forest, Lu Kuan and Xiang Jiu looked at each other. The sect leader ordered them to take Fang Yi to the Zizhu Forest. They also knew that the sect leader wanted to take the other skills of this Senior Fang. Unexpectedly, the sword formation that no disciple could break for hundreds of years was broken by this Senior Fang in a few minutes, which made the two feel like they were in a dream.

"This is too easy." Xiang Jiu murmured: "This is really the sword formation that has stumped hundreds of senior immortals? Why is it like a child's play?"

"Can it be that it is old and the formation is broken?" Lu Kuan was still a little embarrassed.

"You'll know when you go in and take a look." Xiang Jiu quickly entered the purple bamboo forest, and Lu Kuan followed closely behind. The sword formation left by Mr. Tai A from the previous generation could be broken through innate realm, and there had never been any casualties. Therefore, the two of them were not worried about the sword formation in the purple bamboo forest.

After entering, I found that the formation was broken and there was no sword energy. Walking along the way, I saw the Zizhu House, Fang Yi and Lei Lin.

"Senior Fang is indeed a phoenix among people. He easily broke the sword formation arranged by Mr. Tai A of the previous generation. I admire him." Lu Kuan and Xiang Jiu bowed, and their tone became extremely sincere.

"It's just a lucky person." Fang Yi said politely: "I'm weak, please help me prepare some food."

"It should be." Lu Kuan hurriedly said: "We are responsible for taking care of Senior Fang's daily life as per the order of the sect leader. Senior Fang will give you instructions if you have any questions.

"Ah?" Fang Yi was stunned and said, "How to make it happen."

"It's okay." Xiang Jiu bowed and said, "Senior Fang first saved my lives, but he didn't care about the blame for offense. We both happened to take this opportunity to repay our kindness. I just hope that Senior Fang will not be disgusted."

"Okay." Fang Yi thought about it. It was indeed much more convenient to have these two people here, so he was no longer polite.

That night, Lu Kuan and Xiang Jiu prepared meals for Lei Lin. These meals were carefully selected. The spiritual planting rice containing spiritual energy was also very gentle in effect, and would not cause any damage to Xiao Lei Lin's body.

Lei Lin's body has been weak for a long time. Logically speaking, he can only eat some ordinary meals and cannot bear snacks containing spiritual energy at all. There are exceptions. As long as he is determined, he can still find something that contains spiritual energy and can slowly nourish Lei Lin's body. Fang Yi can also see that the two of them have indeed spent some time talking.

"These foods are delicious." Lei Lin took a bite and his eyes lit up. He held the plate in his hands and handed it to Fang Yi: "Please ask the master to taste it, which is a hundred times better than the top chef in Piaoxianglou."

"Okay." Seeing Lei Lin holding the plate, Fang Yi couldn't bear to refuse. He picked up the chopsticks and put them in his mouth, nodded and said, "It tastes good, but the spiritual power contained in it is too bad, and it has no effect on being a master. You can eat it."

"Yes, Master." Lei Lin took the plate back and slapped the rice into his mouth.

"Slow down, be careful to choke." Fang Yi smiled and shook his head. He was a disciple with a pure nature, and Fang Yi liked it very much.

After a while, Xiao Leilin ate the food brought by Lu Kuan and the others, kept burping his mouth, stretched out his hand to stroke his bulging belly, and the other party said, "Master, when will I pass on my skills?"

"No hurry." Fang Yi said, "Now your body still has many hidden diseases. You must be well recuperated. Otherwise, if you start practicing rashly, you will be dragged down by hidden diseases and you will get half the result with twice the effort."

"Everything is based on the instructions of the master." Lei Lin said respectfully.

"Juntian." Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness communicates with the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit: "I remember there is a marrow-cleaning pill that can help mortals change their muscles and bones, wash their hair and cut off their marrow."

“It’s true.”

The spiritual consciousness of the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit fluctuated: "Fang Yi, are you sure you want to do this? You have to think that once you have taken the marrow washing pill, the amount of spiritual power that his body can carry will be several times that of the same level of cultivators. The spiritual energy here is not as rich as that of Lianyun Sea. It is likely that it will stay in the foundation-building period in the future and will not be able to survive for three hundred years."

"I'm a good deal." Fang Yi asked: "Can there be spiritual herbs and elixirs that make marrow cleansing pill?"

"The spiritual herbs are enough." Juntian Ding Yiling said: "After all, it is just a pill taken by mortals. I can't use too high-level spiritual herbs. Fortunately, I didn't throw away all the inferior things at the beginning."

Fang Yi was still weak at the beginning and had also plundered many spiritual herbs and medicines. However, as his cultivation level improved rapidly, those things were basically useless. The Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit was originally planning to throw away those things, but he didn't expect that it would be useful for one day.

That night, Fang Yi found an excuse to send Lu Kuanxiang and the others away, returned to the house built by Zi Zhu, and arranged a formation to isolate spiritual consciousness and sounds.

"Leilin." Fang Yi called Leilin in front of him and said, "Don't mention everything you see today to outsiders."

"Affect your master's instructions." Lei Lin replied respectfully.

The Marrow Cleansing Pill is too simple for Fang Yi and Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit now, and it doesn't take much time. Therefore, Fang Yi decided to help Lei Lin refine a Marrow Cleansing Pill in this room. If the matter spreads, he is still an alchemist, and he may cause more trouble.

"Yeah." Fang Yi nodded with satisfaction, and the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit flew out of his body and occupied most of the room.

"This is..." Lei Lin widened his eyes and watched a palm-sized cauldron flying out of Fang Yi's body, gradually becoming larger, almost breaking the bamboo house.

"This is an alchemy furnace." Fang Yi pointed to Juntianding and said, "I will help you open the furnace and refine the alchemy to remove the many hidden diseases left in your body."

"Thank you, Master."

Lei Lin had a little excited in his eyes. Before the city was broken, he was also a young master of a wealthy family. He had heard many storytellers depicting the world of immortals. One of the elixirs changed countless plots of a mortal's life. At that time, Little Lei Lin was looking forward to one day that he could suddenly get a elixir like those people, and from then on the road to cultivating immortals.

The Marrow Cleansing Pill is simple for the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit. It was less than half an hour to refine a furnace, and there were a total of nine pieces of this furnace.

The moment the pill was released, Fang Yiqu popped up a jade bottle with his fingers, put all nine pills into it, and poured out one out of it, and handed it to Lei Lin: "Leilin, the process may be a little painful, but after taking it, it can not only strengthen the body, but also quickly repair many hidden diseases in your body. Are you willing?"

"Disciple is willing." Lei Lin took the pill and threw it into his mouth without hesitation. As for the pain Fang Yi mentioned, Lei Lin didn't care at all. The pain? Can he still suffer through the four months he had been holding on?

"Try not to faint."

Fang Yi's voice sounded in Lei Lin's ears, and then Lei Lin's expression tightened, and his face showed a painful expression. After the marrow washing pill was drunk, the medicinal power spread out in circles, affecting the muscles and bones. The muscles and bones seemed to be corroded and gradually became soft. The next moment, another medicinal power affected, and the muscles and bones immediately recovered.

The process of recovering after being corroded was really painful to the bone marrow and soul. Little Leilin gritted his teeth tightly and clattered, and the big sweat beads on his forehead fell to the ground. In just a moment, the ground was wet with the shade.

But Lei Lin endured this pain, without saying a word, his eyes full of perseverance.

"Who can believe that a child who is less than eight years old can withstand the pain of changing muscles and bones."

Fang Yi sighed that he would not talk about anything else, but he would probably not have one in tens of millions of willpower alone. Although Fang Yi himself has never experienced it personally, as long as he detects the situation in Lei Lin's body, he can still experience it. This kind of pain is probably unbearable for some well-trained adults to bear.

The muscles and bones in Lei Lin's body became more and more decayed, and the medicinal power of recovery seemed to be insufficient. The muscles and bones felt more crisp and the pain became stronger. Little Lei Lin finally couldn't bear it and lay on the ground and rolled up. His spiritual consciousness was blurred. In order not to let himself faint, Lei Lin shook the tip of his tongue hard. With just a moment, the tip of his tongue began to seep out of blood. The pain on his tongue finally offset some of the pain in his body, and his spiritual consciousness gradually became clearer.

The muscles and bones in Lei Lin's body began to shatter inch by inch, and they recovered again and again under the influence of the medicinal power. Lei Lin's mouth was covered in blood, and the veins on his forehead were about to jump out, but he always stared at him and tried his best to stay awake.

Fang Yi, who was guarding the side, felt a little distressed, but it would be better to stay awake at this time, which would help the volatility and absorption of the medicinal power, and the plasticity of the muscles, bones, skin and flesh will be higher.
To be continued...