After locking the door, Fang Chen cleaned up the things on the table, took out the book and looked through it again.
"It is indeed the follow-up sword move of "Seventy-two Sword Techniques"."
This sword technique was learned by Fang Chen in the Fang family dungeon. As for who kept it, it is impossible to verify.
Fang Chen once went to other cells to check, but found nothing except some cursing messages.
I didn’t expect that I would get the next nine sword techniques on the second floor of the arsenal today.
"Since it is named after Seventy-Two, this sword art must have a total of seventy-two styles, and now I have obtained the first eighteen styles."
Picking up the booklet, Fang Chen immersed himself in it and began to understand this sword art.
Perhaps it was because Fang Chen had awakened the Pure Yang Sword Body, so he understood this sword art this time, many times faster than the first time.
Coupled with his incredible understanding, in just a moment, Fang Chen memorized all nine sword techniques in his heart and understood them all.
Putting down the booklet, Fang Chen searched the room and finally found a lantern.
Take off the lantern, leaving only the handle in your hand.
Hand waved it, which was pretty good.
Fang Chen smiled, then used the lantern pole as a sword and began to practice these nine sword moves.
His speed increased from slow to fast, until finally, a faint sword aura emerged from Fang Chen's body.
The handle in his hand turned into a magic weapon, and the sword glow bloomed.
Even more, Fang Chen was still doing two things. While practicing sword moves, he was running the "Innate Sword Technique" and the "Seventy-two Sword Techniques".
As the sword intent in his body became more and more intense, Fang Chen, who was immersed in cultivation, naturally did not notice that these sword intent began to penetrate into the middle dantian of his chest, strengthening the innate sword energy in the sword cultivation pool.
After completing the practice of the nine sword moves, Fang Chen did not stop, but started practicing again from the first move.
I don’t know how long it took, but Fang Chen suddenly shook the stick in his hand, wandering like a dragon, pointing towards the void.
A sharp sword energy burst out and penetrated directly through the pillars in the room.
Fang Chen stood up with his pole closed. When the sword intent in his body calmed down, a bright smile bloomed on his face.
"With the pure Yang sword body, practicing this sword technique is like adding wings to a tiger."
In just half a day, Fang Chen practiced the nine sword moves in the booklet to the same level as the previous nine moves, and entered the state of great achievement.
The practice of martial arts is divided into four levels: first glimpse of the door, entry into the hall, proficiency, and perfection.
With Fang Chen's two major physiques and his incredible understanding, practicing this incomplete sword technique is naturally as easy as eating and drinking.
"Although it is only an eighteen-style sword move, its power is not weaker than any middle-grade Xuan level martial arts, and is even stronger."
Fang Chen estimates that the complete "Seventy-two Sword Techniques" can definitely reach the prefectural level.
"I just want to get the next sword moves, but I don't know how old the monkey is."
Fang Chen is extremely lucky to be able to get the previous eighteen sword moves.
Fang Chen also maintained a good attitude towards the remaining sword moves.
It’s best to meet them. If you don’t meet them, it doesn’t matter.
In this way, Fang Chen continued to meditate on the sword moves in the house, while running the "Innate Sword Cultivation Technique" to condense the innate sword energy.
This is the foundation of sword cultivation.
The stronger the innate sword energy in the sword raising pool, the greater the power of the sword.
"Only when the innate sword energy reaches a certain level can the natal flying sword be conceived."
Sword cultivation is different from other martial arts cultivation.
Other martial arts must be cultivated to the Cave Heaven Realm before they can fly in the air.
However, sword cultivators only need one natal flying sword, and they can fly with the sword, roam freely between heaven and earth, and master the art of killing.
Just imagine, a sword cultivator who can fly with a sword, and a warrior who can only rely on his legs to run, under the premise of the same realm, if the two are facing each other in life and death, who is stronger and weaker? Who lives and who dies?
The answer is self-evident.
But the pregnancy and raising of the natal flying sword is extremely difficult, it can be said to be as difficult as ascending to the sky.
The requirement for innate sword energy has reached an almost perverted level.
But Fang Chen believes that with his own physique and talent, it shouldn't be difficult to conceive and raise the natal flying sword, it will just take some time.
In the entire Qingzhou, there has not been a single sword cultivator in the past thousand years!
The inheritance of swordsmanship has almost disappeared.
Only the Yin Yang Sect and a few super aristocratic families in Qingzhou may have the inheritance of swordsmanship!
At least, that's the case on the surface.
As for how many sword cultivators like him there are in private, Fang Chen doesn't know.
If Fang Chen Jianxiu's identity is exposed, extremely serious consequences will occur.
The most obvious thing is that Fang Chen will be secretly imprisoned by some powerful forces, and then used as a test subject to study the origin of the sword cultivator.
"Girl Qingyi should also remind her."
Fang Chen suddenly felt a little emotional.
Qingzhou, which has not had a sword cultivator for nearly a thousand years, now has two in a row, both in the Fang family.
If word spreads, the Fang family will definitely be destroyed in an instant.
And he and Qingyi will also become some people's test subjects.
This is absolutely not allowed by Fang Chen.
I saw Fang Xiong walking in with a group of people, looking arrogant and mighty.
Fang Fang behind him looked at Fang Chen with even more resentment.
Fang Chen looked at the sky with a look of doubt on his face.
The sun hasn't come out from the west either. Has this bear been kicked in the head by a donkey again? He dared to come to the door and make himself uncomfortable.
"Throw all these messy things out."
Fang Fang put her hands on her hips and said arrogantly: "From today on, only my lady's things can appear in this yard."
Fang Chen squinted his eyes and watched this scene quietly.
Fang Xiong grinned: "Fang Chen, from now on, this Blue Water Garden belongs to me. You, move out of this yard immediately, otherwise, clan rules will punish you!"
"Why, you just came up with such a mean method?"
Fang Chen's face was expressionless, looking at Fang Xiong indifferently.
"It's a bit clumsy, but it works, doesn't it?"
Fang Xiong smiled and said: "Our Fang family has many rules. Although you are the eldest young master, everything must be done according to the rules. This Bishui Garden was awarded to you by the family, but now you have not contributed much to the family. The family Of course, we have the right to take it back. "
"Hmph, Fang Chen, you didn't expect it, right?"
Fang Fang, who had already ordered his men to throw Fang Chen's things out, sneered: "Just now. Elder Cai has already ordered that the Bishui Garden be awarded to my eldest brother." You can get out!"
"You are simply going too far!"
At this time, Qingyi, who was hurried out of the customs, stared at the Fang Xiong brothers with an angry look on his face, his pretty face flushed with anger.
"If you are not convinced, go and argue with the great elder."
Fang Fang snorted coldly, feeling extremely happy in her heart.
"You..."
Qingyi wanted to speak again, but was stopped by Fang Chen.
"Girl, let's go."
From the beginning to the end, Fang Chen's expression was calm, as if everything was as he expected.
"But Master, this is..."
Fang Chen grabbed Qingyi's wrist and said with a smile: "What? Don't believe the young master?"
"The slaves naturally believe in the young master, but they go too far."
Qingyi's eyes turned red when she thought of the grievances Fang Chen suffered in the Fang family, not worth it for Fang Chen.
"It doesn't matter."
Fang Chen smiled and said: "You were bitten by a dog, do you want to bite it back?"
"Then beat him to death!"