"Haha... Fang Yuan, you are indeed a genius from my barbarians in a century! Your affairs are all for me!"

In the Man Palace, inside the residence, a young man with a beard and looking at the very mature smile walked out, and Fang Yuan saw him off.

"Is it the eighth one?"

When the young figure disappeared, Fang Yuan returned to the house and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Ever since he defeated Beichenyan and showed his sword energy from the body, there have been endless disciples of the Man Palace who came to visit.

After all, with his strength at this time, he is definitely the number one in the Manchu Palace and a senior brother, so naturally some people come to flatter him.

He did not turn it out proudly, but instead met him one by one and made a request to find a few things.

"To perform the second section of the Hundred Exercise Body Fighting Technique, there are three materials needed: Ten Thousand Viper Snake Pattern Flower, Thousand Years of Green Heart Fruit, and nine kinds of blood from strange beasts!"

"Although the collection of nine kinds of strange beasts is troublesome, but there are many people and great power. I have obtained six of them now, and I am sure what the rest is... It's just the thousand-year-old green heart fruit, which is a type of heaven and earth treasure, and it's a bit troublesome."

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, quietly waiting for the most important visitor.

"Junior Brother Fang Yuan, you are indeed powerful. You have realized the sword energy of the body and live up to my expectations!"

A moment later, a clear voice came in.

"Master Yan Luo, please come in!" Fang Yuan quickly stood up to greet him.

"With your qualifications, you can gather the Yuan Dan in the future and ascend to the holy mountain. It's just a piece of cake. Just call me senior brother!"

Yan Luo smiled faintly and said, "Have you ever guessed what I am here for this time?"

"Is it because of Senior Mohe, the King of Swords?"

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up.

"Yes, it's the sword king Mohe. He said first. As long as you understand the sword energy in the Dharma Realm, you will accept you as your disciple. Let's go with me to the holy mountain!"

Yan Luo leads the way ahead.

The two of them walked through quickly and soon arrived at the foot of the holy mountain.

When passing through the Enlightenment Rock, many disciples looked over with envious eyes.

"Haha... they all envious of you, junior brother!"

Yan Luo smiled jokingly: "How difficult is it to achieve Yuan Dan within three years? Most of them have no hope and can only go back to the tribe! Only some real geniuses can obtain special cases and enter the holy mountain with the body of Dharma images!"

This is like the immortal ancestor who had fallen in love with Xu Lie as his disciple before, and he brought it to the holy mountain and trained it himself when he was awakening.

The qualifications of these in the Manchu Palace are almost the same, so the only way to select real geniuses through cruel elimination.

"The rules in the holy mountain are strict and there are many forbidden areas. Be careful not to break through!"

Yan Luo carefully instructed and led Fang Yuan to the middle level of the Holy Mountain: "The lower level of the Holy Mountain is the residence of a group of Yuandan disciples. Everyone can have an independent attic, and the middle level is the powerful Divine Realm. Each one covers a wide area and has a house with exquisite and luxurious people, which is completely a palace. As for the top of the mountain, it is the palace where the immortals live."

"The sword king Mohe you are about to meet is a powerful man in the Divine Realm. He has fully understood the laws of the sword, but it seems that he has not reached the peak of the Divine Realm!"

There are two prerequisites for sensing the thunder tribulation. The first is to fully understand a law, and the second is to reach the peak of the divine realm.

For example, the ancestor Jiuli before was a person who met two conditions but did not dare to overcome the thunder disaster.

But this sword king Mohe was able to fully understand the laws of swords, but his skills were insufficient.

This situation suddenly made Fang Yuan feel terrified.

‘What’s wrong! It’s good to have good skills, but it’s hard to understand the laws. Those who have always understood the laws beyond the level of cultivation are all geniuses… But why in Jiuli’s previous tone, the status of the sword king Mohe was actually lower than that of his ancestors? Could it be that his ancestor was a remarkable person, and he had understood the power of the laws that were even more terrifying than the laws of the sword?’

The law of swords is extremely aggressive and is very outstanding among the power of many common laws.

Of course, compared with the laws of the illusion world, nothing is gone.

‘Or, what is the secret?’

...

"Uncle Mohe! Fang Yuan brought it!"

Just as Fang Yuan was thinking, Yan Luo had already taken him to stop in front of a large mansion.

"Come in!"

A low voice rang out.

Fang Yuan and Yan Luo entered and the first thing they saw was a huge martial arts performance venue.

In the center of the martial arts field, a middle-aged man was wearing white animal skin, with eyebrows like a knife, and his temples were slightly frosted. He was holding a scimitar in his hand, constantly wiping something.

‘Well? The original understanding of the law of swords should give people the feeling that it is a heavenly sword… But why does it seem to me that he is full of a sense of twilight?’

Fang Yuan frowned slightly.

In his senses, this sword king Mohe was just a "remnant knife", which seemed to be not even full of vitality, and it had a taste of not long-lasting life.

"Are you Fang Yuan?"

Mohe looked over and suddenly a beam of light burst out.

call out!

In front of Fang Yuan, a sword aura emerged.

The sword energy is everywhere, which is the realm of the sword realm, and the sword king Mohe has naturally reached it long ago.

At this time, the knife aura emerged slowly, obviously just a test.

"cut!"

Fang Yuan pretended to be surprised, and suddenly drew his sword with his right hand, and the sword energy flew out of his body.

puff!

The void shook slightly, and two sword auras were destroyed at the same time.

"Okay! Very good!"

The eyes of the sword king Mohe lit up: "Not only can you comprehend the sword energy without the body, but you are also on the most correct path. As long as you persevere, you will definitely be able to comprehend the sword world and even fully comprehend the laws of the sword. There is also great hope!"

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Fang Yuan!"

Yan Luo was a little shocked. This uncle Mohe rarely praised people like this.

"I am alone and only have a few registered disciples. Are you willing to join me?"

Mohe tried hard to squeeze a smile out of his stiff face, which looked very unnatural.

If a real famous teacher meets an excellent disciple, he will rush to teach and accept disciples.

"I do!"

Fang Yuan bowed solemnly, but rolled his eyes in his heart: "If Jin Yuan knew about this, he would definitely have to laugh at me."

For practitioners, it is normal to worship a master when the level is low. When the level is high, it is also very normal to worship another teacher.

It would be a joke if he worshipped an immortal first and then a deified realm like him.

If it weren't for spying on some information and looking for the secret method of clones, Fang Yuan wouldn't have been like this.

But at this moment, there is only patience.

"Okay, very good!"

Mohe helped Fang Yuan up: "As long as I know, I will do my best to teach you!"

"Congratulations to the uncle of the master for accepting the good disciple, and I will say goodbye to you!"

Yan Luo bowed and left the courtyard.

"Oh... you have worshipped me as your teacher, and you don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster."

When there were only two people left, Mohe sighed, with a bit of a bleak feeling.

‘Then you just said it now!’

Fang Yuan rolled his eyes in his heart: "Please let me tell you clearly!"

"I am a Mohe, but I am very talented. Even if I can't do the totem, I have a deep understanding of the sword technique. When I was in the Dharma Realm, I realized the sword energy, swept through my peers' invincible hands, and finally condensed the Yuan Dan and entered the Holy Mountain!"

Mohe said calmly, feeling a sense of arrogance.

"When I was in the Yuandan realm, I understood the sword realm, and was only one line away from fully comprehension of the sword's laws, so I went down the mountain to travel..." His voice gradually turned to twilight: "But it is very easy to break... I was a master as strong as fire, and it also caused many people to be besieged. Although I was lucky enough to be promoted to the Divine Realm, fully understand the laws, and kill all the enemies, I was seriously injured. Moreover, because I used the secret technique many times, my origin was in a loss. Not only could my cultivation go further, but my life was also greatly damaged!"

The Yuandan realm can prolong life by 300, and the Divine Realm can even live for a thousand years.

But Mohe was not old, but there was another dusk aura on his body, and Fang Yuan finally understood.

"And... even on this holy mountain, I have provoked a lot of people!" Mohe sighed long: "Once upon a time... their cultivation level is not as good as mine, so they are naturally fearless, but at this time, they all caught up with me."

"How about it, do you regret it after saying this?"

He stared at Fang Yuan with a smile on his face.

"As soon as you come, you will never regret your life or death!"

What else can Fang Yuan say? He can only make a steadfast and unyielding statement.

"Okay! OK! OK! We who practice swords must have this kind of momentum of moving forward!" Mohe's eyes lit up: "In fact, in the entire holy mountain, I am the only one who understands the laws of swords. Therefore, even if you take a normal path to condense the Yuandan and ascend to the holy mountain, you can only worship me as your teacher."
To be continued...