The old man with snowy hair walked slowly over, and his target was Fang Luo, who was practicing the Shura Divine Sword at the side.
Mo Qianyan followed, with a look of respect and fear in his expression. This showed that this old man's status was very high, higher than Liu Qingtian's.
The old man slowly approached Fang Luo. It was very foggy here. He didn't look so carefully at first, but when he took a closer look, he found that the old man's left arm was empty and nothing could be seen.
Obviously, this old man has no left arm. It seems that this old man is also a person with a story.
"This junior's qualifications are very good, but it's a pity that he has entered the devil's path. If I had to train him, he would definitely become the pillar of my northwest." The old man sighed leisurely, with an extremely conceited tone.
At this moment, the Shura Divine Sword in Fang Luo's Consciousness Sea had been completed. Just as the old man approached him, his eyes suddenly opened.
When the Shura Divine Sword was first formed, two red lights flashed out involuntarily, piercing through Fang Luo's eyes.
Buzz!
A wave of fluctuations appeared in the nearby space. The Shura Divine Sword caused a change in the space. A spiral energy appeared in the surrounding space. Immediately, a red light flew out and attacked directly towards the old man.
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"This is the first result of the Shura Divine Sword. Even if it can't hurt you old thing, it will still cause you some trouble."
The old man obviously did not expect that Fang Luo's practice of thought was so overbearing that he would automatically attack when strangers approached.
"Huh? A small trick." The old man was so strong that when he saw Fang Luo attacking him, he reached out to grab him, hoping to break him into pieces.
Just when the old man reached out to grasp the red light of the Shura Divine Sword, the light directly penetrated the old man's palm and shot directly into the old man's sea of consciousness.
"What!"
The old man let out an exclamation and quickly backed up. A wisp of white light came out from between his eyebrows, and he was able to withstand Fang Luo's Shura Divine Sword.
"Fang Luo, you have to be rude." Mo Qianyan broke into a cold sweat. They were all very familiar with the old man's temper. If Fang Luo accidentally angered the old man, he was afraid that it would directly bring about thunderous destruction to himself.
Fang Luo looked confused, not knowing what was going on. He raised his head, glanced at the old man quietly, and then said, "Who is this?"
"This is my ancestor from the Northwest Dynasty, Liu Chengfeng, and brothers Fang Luo must not be rude." Mo Qianyan winked at the side.
Fang Luo understood deeply and saw that Mo Qianyan was definitely not a bully. He knew that this old man's identity must be extraordinary.
"Boy Fang Luo, I have met our ancestor." Fang Luo said with a fist in his hand.
The old man was attacked by Fang Luo
, there was still some anger on his face, but seeing that the other party was so polite, it was hard for him to get angry for a while, so he could only snort coldly.
"I wonder what Mr. Mo wants from me?" Fang Luo asked.
"Ancestor wants to see you, but I have nothing to do." Mo Qianyan spoke carefully.
Fang Luo didn't care about the ancestor. This old guy didn't look like a good guy. He must not be a good guy. He was probably just here to find fault.
To his friends, Fang Luo was always very respectful and protective, but he never showed mercy to his friends, no matter who they were.
At least, his friends are living well now, while all his enemies are dead.
"So that's it. Since it's not Manager Mo who's looking for me, I'll forgive you for not accompanying me. The time for practicing in Yuanlingtan is limited. If something happens, you can wait until we get out." Fang Luo spoke in a strong tone, without giving any face.
The old man stayed, obviously not wanting to talk to him.
Mo Qianyan was shocked and said quickly: "Ancestor, this young man is ignorant, don't argue with him."
When the old man heard Fang Luo's reply, his face suddenly dropped. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp light flashed. He hated the devil the most in his life, because one of his arms was cut off by someone in the devil.
Moreover, his wife was also killed by people in the demonic way, so he has always hated people in the demonic way. He even ordered that no one in the royal family is allowed to practice magic. Anyone who violates the rules will be expelled from the royal family and will never be allowed to bear the surname Liu again.
Liu Chengfeng hated those in the demonic way deeply and wanted to kill every one he saw. If Mo Qianyan hadn't told him about Fang Luo's situation, he would have been killed by Liu Chengfeng the moment Fang Luo entered the Yuanling Pond.
"I'm sorry for not accompanying you." After Fang Luo said that, he sat down cross-legged on the spot. He was not afraid of Liu Chengfeng's development and seemed to have something to rely on.
"Okay, okay, great Fang Luo, are all the people in the demonic path so arrogant? They don't even give me face, very good." Liu Chengfeng suddenly laughed in anger.
Fang Luo didn't care what the old man did, he just sat down and practiced by himself. He had just mastered the sword embryo of the Shura Divine Sword. If he wanted to refine the Shura Divine Sword, he had to refine it into a sword shape.
The method of turning consciousness into a sword is amazing in itself. The average Martial King realm rarely has this method, but this Shura Divine Sword can help Fang Luo do it.
The martial arts monks in the King of Martial Realm are relatively superficial in practicing mindfulness. After all, they have just opened up the sea of consciousness, and their mindfulness is still very weak. If they want to further practice mindfulness, they need the support of strong mindfulness.
Liu Chengfeng was so angry that he wanted to slap Fang Luo, a stubborn young man, to death, but he was held tightly by Mo Qianyan who was standing beside him.
"Ancestor, don't be impulsive. This boy is going to take part in the Hundred Dynasties Competition on behalf of our Northwest Dynasty. The list has already been submitted. If
If you kill this kid, then our quota for the Northwest Dynasty this year will be invalidated." Mo Qianyan quickly dissuaded him.
Seeing that Fang Luo has a good relationship with Liu Qingtian, he has basically drawn this young man over. If at this juncture, the ancestor gets angry and slaps a promising young man to death, let alone the Northwest Dynasty
How great is the loss.
Just look back and blame the big shot in the Jueqing Sect, and I'm afraid even the Northwest Dynasty will suffer from it.
"Do you want me to be more careful? Do you think I have no sense of propriety?" Liu Chengfeng was so angry that he glared at Mo Qianyan fiercely.
Mo Qianyan smiled awkwardly and hurriedly said a few more compliments. The ancestor of the Liu family had the weirdest temper. He had never been an emperor and had always existed as a figure at the level of the great ancestor.
Those who know the inside story all know that this ancestor had a fierce battle with a demonic person when he was young, and then lost an arm, his wife and children were separated, and he ended up guarding Yuanling Pond.
Otherwise, I wouldn't hate people in the devil's path so much.
"Yes, yes." Mo Qianyan quickly agreed.
Liu Chengfeng glanced at Fang Luo and left helplessly for the time being. He was not someone who did not understand the general situation and the overall situation.
Besides, this guy doesn't have any shortcomings except for his arrogant nature.
"That's all, when the Yuan Lingtan practice is over, I will trouble this guy again. This matter can't go over like this, otherwise I, Liu Chengfeng, will lose face." Liu Chengfeng flicked his sleeves and left in a rather confused mood.
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The fierce demon hiding in the killing stone couldn't help but sneer. Fang Luo seemed very satisfied with Fang Luo's behavior this time.
Fang Luo, on the other hand, was completely immersed in the consciousness of practicing the Shura Divine Sword, and he only focused on practicing. If there was no holy place like Yuanlingtan, it would really take some time for him to practice.
He was already extremely talented, and coupled with the wonder of Yuan Ling Pond, he was able to practice the Shura Divine Sword very quickly, and soon he had some features.
However, he still needs time to refine it. Although he doesn't know what level of magical power this Shura Divine Sword is, it must have been taught by the fierce demon, and the level is not much different.
After Liu Chengfeng left, no one came to disturb Fang Luo. Time passed little by little, and the sonorous sound of tempering the Shura Divine Sword continued to ring in Fang Luo's mind. The sounds were like the magic soldiers being tempered bit by bit.
Generally, it is breathtaking.
That power seemed to have a magical quality, constantly attracting Fang Luo. The rich spiritual energy gathered in Fang Luo's sea of consciousness, causing his sea of consciousness to fluctuate with shocking waves.
"The critical moment has come. Boy, hold Yuan Shouyi, abandon your distracting thoughts, and turn your consciousness into Shura's hand. I will help you. If you fail, you will become an idiot." The fierce demon said solemnly.