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"It looks like you won't agree..."

The elder Min noticed Fang Yuan's complexion, and he smiled lightly and said noncommittally. ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

Fang Yuan was silent for a while, shook his head, and wanted to return to her: "Do you think I am a fool?"

Elder Min sighed and said, "Give up, boy, since you have embarked on such a path, you have no other choice to think about, either you will completely forget Kendo, or you will embark on a evil path, but Xueyuan The road of evil sword repairs on the road is more terrible than the dead road. Our sword wash pool is for the sake of the Xianmeng, and will not hurt you easily. Don’t blame me, it’s the one who slashed you, presumably Xianmeng will not say anything!"

Fang Yuan remained silent for a long time.

Above the Great Sword, the disciples of Xijianchi looked at Fang Yuan with some relief.

The sword wash pool is the sword wash pool. Above the snowfield, especially outside the third snow line, it has always had unparalleled influence. It is the six chiefs appointed by the Xianmeng to follow the law and no one dares to violate it. No matter how, it is impossible to pass by at will.

It is the three demon heads above the dharma boat, and at this time all the ghosts admired their heads and looked out.

But in my heart, I feel more and more that my son is so faceless...

Why did the sword wash pool politely talk to people about the truth? Whenever the sword was cut directly.

Even the elders who wash the sword pool Yuan Ying are reasoning, it seems that the son's face is really not small.

"Is it really a dead end?"

And Fang Yuan, also silent at this time, he didn't know what he was thinking about.

After a long time, the disciples of Xijianchi seemed impatient. He raised his head seriously and said, "Senior, maybe Xijianchi is right. The swordsmanship I repaired is indeed a dead end. But the junior still wants to hone it. Even if this is a dead end, it will always let me take a look. Who can guarantee that the juniors cannot live this dead end?"

"you……"

"Haha, I really deserve to be the leader of the six Dao, arrogant and powerful..."

"Are you the third-generation sword demon before the catastrophe, or the freak seven hundred years ago?"

After listening to his seemingly serious but unavoidable childish words, all the disciples of the sword wash pool on the Great Sword laughed.

Even the elder of Xijianchi couldn’t help but smile and said, “You are a child with a heart towards the Tao, I admire it. I didn’t believe that you really want to go to the depths of the snowy field and seek for it. Dao Xin, I believe a little now, but I still can’t let you go, and you can’t pass it because the sword wash pool doesn’t want to bet that you really have the ability to pass a dead path, or Become one of the evil repairs, so this third snow line is your forbidden place above the snow field..."

At this point, she gently flicked her finger.

The purple wooden sword around her waist suddenly flew up and fell into her hand.

Elder Min raised his head, his voice was calm, but he said undoubtedly: "This is the final limit of my sword wash pool. We will not force you to abandon all your swordsmanship. The big concession is also the trust that Baihu’s little nephew used your natal Daojian to guarantee you, and won the trust. But this trust is just not to take the initiative to find you. The rest, you don’t need to say more!"

"Swoosh"

When she had finished saying this, she pointed at Fang Yuan, raised her hand and pulled out the sword, and stroked gently.

That looked like a wooden purple sword, but at this time, an indescribable sword gas suddenly erupted and screamed out, crossing from before Fang Yuan. The sword seemed to contain indescribable power, straight Arouse the surrounding snow, a snow fog visible to the naked eye, like a white dragon rolling away, from the front of Fang Yuan, straight to the extreme east, unknown place.

What's more terrifying is that after the sword was crossed, the snow and fog stayed still for a long time, so it was between the world.

By the wind and snow, it is only solidified between the sky and the earth, and is not affected by the minute.

"God..."

Seeing this sword, the demon heads above the dharma boats were all stiff and did not move at all.

They have a feeling that if the Yuanying Immortal Sword wanted to kill themselves, they would not even have a heart of resistance.

There was an urge to send her neck to let her kill.

That sword not only affected the world, but also affected people's hearts.

"..."

"..."

"Is this the power of Jianxin?"

Fang Yuan did not move at this time, he just stared blankly at the snow mist.

He carefully and conscientiously felt the sword in the snow mist, his eyes were extremely complicated.

In that look, there was awe, envy, and unspeakable unwillingness.

This is Jianxin...

The sword heart that I am striving for but not available...

"Junior, you know what it will be like when this sword is cut on you!"

Elder Min slowly withdrew his sword and looked at Fang Yuan lightly, saying, "Go back and dispel the idea of ​​re-entering Xueyuan, otherwise my patience will be limited, and the next time I get out of the sword, it will not just be a demarcation. It’s only for you, but directly to your head!"

After listening to these words, Fang Yuan remained silent for a long time, and then turned back to the Dharma Boat without a word.

After a long while, the Fa boat boomed and slowly receded south.

Above the Great Sword, all the disciples in Xijianchi had a weird look. They didn’t seem to expect that Fang Yuan was so simple. After a while, someone sneered and said, "This six-head leader is a wise man. , If you leave, you will really retreat!"

The white robe on the Great Sword Lu Boyuan sneered: "If he doesn't leave, do he really want to teach Uncle Min the sword?"

Another white robe Xiao Qin was silent for a while, and looked at Elder Min’s face, and whispered: "Elder Min, this six-headed leader does not look as easy to lose as this generation, the disciple suggested, it is still necessary People stared at him until he completely withdrew from the snowfield, even Xuezhou mainly, and later sent a book to Xianmeng to inform him of his attempt to enter the snowfield to find the evil sword!"

Elder Min also looked at the direction of Fang Yuan's departure, and his eyes were dull, and he said after a long while: "If the sword seeker is so easy to admit defeat, it is a joke, but if he is not a fool, he will not come to die. , I went out this time, originally for that matter, and I will have to walk northwards in a short time. There is not too much effort to be entangled with him here, so in your opinion, if he dares to approach the snow line again Or, if you can’t go on here, then I can only be polite to him..."

"..."

"..."

"The matter is here, and there is no other way..."

Fang Yuan’s dharma boat retreated from Wuxue Mountain and slowly walked south until he stopped near the Baixue River on the second snow line. Fang Yuan remained in the boat cabin and did not show up. However, Jin Hanxue was still in retreat, and the three demon heads were doing nothing, and they felt a little uneasy, so they gathered together and discussed secretly, thinking that this time they might not be able to enter the snowfield again.

They really admire their own snow boy, and in the situation where the sword wash pool was so tough at the beginning, they dare to spend so long, the courage can not be considered small, but no matter how, now it is really a real one ended……

The words spoken by Yuanying Jianxian are the iron rules on the snowfield.

They also saw some frustration in Fang Yuan's heart, but what about being unwilling?

On this snowy field, there are many unwilling people, who can get the Yuanying Jianxian who wash the sword pool?

...

...

"That's Jianxin?"

In the boat cabin at this time, Fang Yuan was sitting cross-legged.

At this time, he was not willing to be reconciled, but still immersed in the sword of Elder Min.

He saw the scene where the sword was in the sky, the sword's intentions were condensed, and he also felt that in the sword, there was a kind of immovable meaning that was beyond the change of the world, and it was really indescribable. The feeling of awe and insatiable desire.

However, from this sword, he also felt the difference between the innocent kendo he practiced and the sword knives in Xijianchi.

That kind of difference was accumulated from the slightest difference from the very beginning when practicing sword.

"No wonder the sword-washing pool can achieve Jianxin, but the cultivation of Wuxi Jianjing cannot, because Wuxi Jianjing is so perfect..."

Imagining Elder Min's sword, Fang Yuan's hearts were mixed.

That sword is amazing, but it's not perfect...

In other words, that sword is not cultivated in the perfect direction. She is pursuing higher power and higher levels, but without the lack of sword scripture, she is pursuing the perfection of each step. The scriptures seem to be stronger than that of the sword sword pool, but the final result is that the sword sword pool can go on forever, but without the lack of sword sword, he finally stands still...

"How arrogant should that sword madman then want to create such a sword classic?"

"Is it really possible to condense such a sword into a sword heart?"

Thinking this way, he couldn't help but think of the Qingyang Sword Insane, and remembered that this person left three volumes of sword scriptures in Qingyang Sect, and that the third volume of sword scriptures recorded Jianxin cultivation Dharma, the sword-heart cultivation method, is completely different from the sword-spirit cultivation path taken by the evil sword. So, does this mean that this person has already achieved sword-heart when he left this sword sutra?

But I also thought that at that time, that Qingyang swordsman was actually abolished. Does this mean that the third volume in the Wujian Jianjing is actually the Qingyang swordsman derived from nothing? Come out, not what he really experienced?

... Fang Yuan is still willing to believe the former.

He believes that Qingyang swordsman has become a sword heart...

So, since he can, of course he can...

After a long immersion in his heart, he slowly opened his eyes.

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Then he looked away again, and after a long moment of pondering, he walked out of the cabin.

Then I saw that the three demon heads were getting together and whispering together. As soon as he came out, he stood up immediately and accompanied with a smiling face, said: "Son, we have retreated to the White Corpse River. I feel that there are still people. Are you staring, are you going to retreat..."

"Retreat?"

Fang Yuan stunned slightly and said, "Who said he was going away?"

The three demons froze for a while, and said: "The Yuanying Jianxian just now..."

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "I can't beat her, of course I will let her give up, but who said I'm going to leave?"

The three demons froze: "What can I do?"

Fang Yuandao: "You help me find a way!"

The three demon heads: "...Is it so worthy of people?"