"Ah~" Manager Mao led Fang Yi back to the cliff. Suddenly, the power pulling Fang Yi disappeared, and Fang Yi fell from the air to the ground.
"Bump!" Fang Yi fell to the bottom first, followed by Fat Lang Shen.
At this time, the old man's foot landed firmly on the bottom, and the black long sword also sank into the ground and disappeared without a trace. Seeing this, Fang Yi wondered whether the small pit above was left when the foundation was laid.
"Old man!" Fang Yi stood up and bowed to Manager Mao who was lying on the bottom.
"You still call me an old man?" Manager Mao said with a smile.
"Oh! Disciple pays homage to the master!" Fang Yi knelt down to pay homage to the master.
"Okay! You performed well in the Spring Festival Competition this time, and I happened to take my fancy. Now you can officially become my disciple!" Manager Mao said, stroking his beard.
"Disciple thanks Master!" Fang Yi thanked him again.
"Get up! The Yue Sword Sect has a hall, a pavilion, and a hut. This last hut is here. I haven't accepted a disciple for many years. You are the first disciple in the past hundred years!" Manager Mao looked at Fang Yi.
said.
Fang Yi stood up and thought that there were no other pavilions on this cliff. Where were those inner disciples? There was only one way down the mountain, and there was no way to find the way to enter the inner gate.
"Master! Is this the inner sect? Where are the disciples from Qingyuetang and Jiange?" Fang Yi asked.
"What? You want to go see other inner disciples?" Manager Mao smiled at Fang Yi. Fang Yi was quite interesting. It seemed that he wanted to visit other places.
"Yes! I have been visiting the outer sect for such a long time, and I still want to experience the scenery of the inner sect!" Fang Yi hurried back. How could Fang Yi dare to say that he would go to Qingyue Hall to meet a senior sister? This would probably make the master angry.
.
"Huh? Your latrine hasn't been cleaned for several days! You just entered the inner door and you want to go out for a walk?" Manager Mao said with a change of expression.
"Disciple, don't dare! Disciple, go and clean up now!" Fang Yi said quickly when he saw the displeased look on Master's face.
"Well! You will discover the inner sect when you have the chance! Now you should just practice in your Zhuo Yufang honestly!" Manager Mao said as he looked at Fang Yi getting ready to go.
"Disciple, I obey!" Fang Yi bowed and ran towards the hut. Fang Yi felt quite happy at the thought of meeting Senior Sister Yu Junyi later.
"It's been a long time since I've been in the limelight! I'm in a very happy mood!" Master Fang Yi stretched out and said, then returned to his thatched cottage and ignored Fang Yi.
For several days in a row, Fang Yi just practiced and cleaned on this cliff. He didn't feel any joy at entering the inner gate. The master did not teach Fang Yi other methods or martial arts. In this way, Fang Yi was bored.
At that time, I also heard that the outer disciples had to serve the inner disciples. I had never seen anyone here to serve Fang Yi. They had to clean the master's latrine every day. Fang Yi even wondered if the master lacked a latrine cleaner.
I specifically chose Fang Yi.
At this time, Fang Yi put his two fingers together, the true energy left the body, and the entanglement would be around. He wanted to try whether he could learn the sword-controlling technique during the foundation building period!
"Failed again!" Fang Yi sighed. In the past few days, Fang Yi had been practicing in Zhuoyufang. In addition to the increase in true energy, his realm had not improved. He was still unable to control the long sword. At the same time, Fang Yi remembered that he left Wang behind when he left.
Wudi, I wonder what Wang Wudi is doing at this time? Has he been bullied by Ji Shan?
"Well! I'm confused!" Master Fang Yi followed
Thatched cottage appeared and made a comment after seeing Fang Yi's performance.
"Master! Fang Yi is just in the foundation building stage, so he can't control the long sword!" Fang Yi scratched his head and said to the master. After all, he heard the master said that the sword control skill can be mastered in the foundation building stage!
"You still need to try more! Who said you can't control a sword in the Foundation Establishment? The strongest martial skill in our sect is the sword skill. We have a deep understanding of swords. In the past, there were many disciples who could control the sword in the Foundation Establishment period.
But there are some, but they are rare, which means it is feasible!" Master Fang Yi said to Fang Yi.
"Disciple, please remember! Where there is a will, there is a way!" Fang Yi thanked him.
"Master, let me show you the art of wielding a sword! Here comes the sword!" Master Fang Yi said to Fang Yi.
Fang Yi was overjoyed after hearing this. He didn't know what his master's skill with swords was like. When he first came to the thatched cottage, his master was just a woodcutter, but now he is an immortal. This transformation from mortal to immortal made Fang Yi
Emotion.
"Hey!" The black long sword rushed out from the ground. Master Fang Yi held the sword with two fingers and leaned on his back with one hand. He saw the black long sword hovering in the air, sometimes diving, sometimes flying into the sky, flying freely under the control of Master Fang Yi! Suddenly Fang Yi
Master Yi kicked the ground and walked on the sword, flying freely through the air, sometimes flying into the mountains and sometimes over the cliff like an immortal.
"Just keep an eye on it!" Master Fang Yi shouted to Fang Yi who was still on the cliff.
"Disciple is here!" Fang Yi's voice spread throughout the cliff.
"Okay! Sword transformation is at ease!" I saw the black long sword at Master Fang Yi's feet suddenly cloned. After Master Fang Yi, another black long sword appeared. I saw that this long sword did not stop the movement of the clone.
The swords are turned into two, and the two swords are turned into four, and they appear one after another behind Master Fang Yi. Isn't this scene the true sword-wielding immortal that Fang Yi dreams of?
"Ten thousand lights hang down between heaven and earth!" Master Fang Yi shouted again. Fang Yi seemed to have heard this sentence from the mouth of the sword master, but did not understand its meaning. This time it was displayed in the hands of Master Fang Yi.
The long black swords were hanging in the sky and the earth, pointing at the earth, making the sound of swords. If the long black swords fell to the ground in this scene, it would be difficult for thousands of knights to stop them!
"Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong!" Master Fang Yi shouted again. This was a change in the world's Ten Thousand Swords. They were no longer hanging in the sky and earth, but long swords were gathering towards Master Fang Yi. They were moving like lightning, like dark clouds and crows.
The crowd gathered around Master Fang Yi, flying around, forming a protection, wrapping Master Fang Yi inside it, making it difficult for normal attacks to touch Master Fang Yi! This black long sword was in front of Master Fang Yi.
The hands are like playthings that can be manipulated by the owner!
"Ten thousand swords are united!" I saw the black long sword gradually shrinking, from ten thousand long swords to a thousand, then to a hundred, and then to one long sword.
"Take it!" Finally, the black sword returned to Master Fang Yi's feet.
"Go!" Master Fang Yi stepped down and jumped from the air. The long sword sank into the earth again. At this time, there was no sword shadow in the air. What just appeared was like an illusion!
"The art of sword control requires you to understand your sword! If you don't know your sword, how can you control it? It is indeed impossible to establish the foundation of the art of controlling objects, but as long as you make friends with them and understand their hearts, you will definitely use the art of sword control.
It is for your use!" Master Fang Yi said to Fang Yi.
"Disciple, please remember!" Fang Yi saw his master just now, and his heart stirred up. Every move he made showed his master's style as a swordsman. Who would have thought that he was just dressed as a woodcutter before?
"What's the name of your sword?" Master Fang Yi asked Fang Yi.
"Hidden front without revealing three feet will be used, and the desire to seize the sky will come true."
Immortal! The name of this sword is You!" Fang Yi hurried back.
"Yes! It's called You Yu! You were favored by a sage in the Sword Forest and entrusted this sword to you. Do you know what it means?" Master Fang Yi asked again.
"Disciple I don't know!" Fang Yi thought about it and couldn't figure out why the sage gave Fang Yi this long sword in the first place. Fang Yi asked himself that it was not because he had the ambition to conquer the world, nor did he have the talent to transcend the world, nor did he leave anything behind.
The words were just a look at Fang Yi's fat man, leaving a message of "take good care of him" and disappearing between heaven and earth. Why did the sages entrust him with this sword?
"It's okay if you don't know! I know who the owner of this sword is. This person has a deep obsession in his heart and has never broken through to the divine realm. However, he has the talent to refine weapons. He traveled between heaven and earth and finally refined the sword embryo.
Meeting you will fulfill my wish!" Master Fang Yi said to Fang Yi.
After hearing this, Fang Yi suddenly realized that the Master just emphasized the word obsession. Could it be that there cannot be obsession in the heart?
"Do you have any obsession?" Master Fang Yi really asked.
"There are no disciples!" Fang Yi returned hesitantly.
"Hmph! Insufficient cultivation! It's clear from the first glance that you have obsessions! Obsession is both a help and resistance to your practice, use it well!" Master Fang Yi said with a cold snort, but he was answering for Fang Yi.
Fang Yi was delighted after hearing this. As long as obsession is used properly, it can help one's own practice?
"Idiot!" Master Fang Yi said as if he could see through Fang Yi's heart.
"Master! Disciples don't dare!" Fang Yi hurried back after hearing this.
"Forget it! The path of cultivation is not easy. Fang Yi, you still need to practice! But for now, just practice here first!" Master Fang Yi said.
"Disciple is ordered!" Fang Yi hurried back. There is also Fang Yi's Zhuo Yufang here. His practice is not serious. The outer sect's residence has been sorted out by Fang Yi before. There is no need to go back. Since Master
Please let Fang Yi practice here first, then Fang Yi will do as he is told!
"By the way! This room focuses on the state of mind. Cultivation should be accompanied by changes in the state of mind. It will help you improve your state, experience the various aspects of life, and understand the world of mortals. This is the way for you to practice!" Master Fang Yi stroked his beard and suddenly remembered to say
.
"State of mind?" Fang Yi was confused.
"Yes! Your understanding is not bad, this should be easy for you!" Master Fang Yi said.
"Master, thank you!" Fang Yi returned happily upon hearing this.
"Don't be proud!" Master Fang Yi left these words and returned to the thatched house. Only Fang Yi and Fat Man Shen were left here, who had not seen enough of the art of sword control.
"Yu Yu! Yu Yu!" When Fang Yi saw the Master returning to the thatched cottage, he picked up the Yu Yu and talked with him. He looked quite happy, like an idiot talking to a tree.
"Fang Yi! Fang Yi!" Fat Lang Shen woke up from the scene just now and hurriedly ran towards Fang Yi.
"What are you doing? Didn't you see me asking about the game?" Fang Yi said with some displeasure.
"Hurry up and learn the art of sword control! It's so cool!" Fat Lang Shen jumped beside Fang Yi and said.
"Okay, okay! Don't you know? Let's play while you do it! I'm asking about the sword!" Fang Yi drove Fat Lang Shen aside and thought about how to understand Yu Yu again, hoping that he could fly with the sword by establishing the foundation!
Fang Yi knew that the scene just now was impossible to achieve with the current foundation-building strength. The long sword with ten thousand swords hanging down probably required a huge amount of true energy. All he could do now was to understand the sword!