Chapter 7: The Ninth Level of Xuanyang Nerve

"Can I learn all of them?"

Fang Wang gave his choice, and Zhou Xue's mouth twitched slightly, and she couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Too crazy!

Zhou Xue patiently explained: "Different exercises will cultivate different spiritual powers. If you learn too many, it is easy to confuse the spiritual power. It is easier to specialize in one method than to practice multiple methods."

Fang Wang said shamelessly: "If I choose one of them and can't learn it, can I change to another one?"

"Okay, who asked you to save me."

Zhou Xue couldn't help laughing and laughed softly. This laugh affected her injury and made her cough.

Fang Wang couldn't reach out to touch her, so he could only watch from the side.

"Which one do you want to learn first?" Zhou Xue asked, and her voice became weaker after coughing.

Fang Wang thought for a while and said: "Then try the most difficult Xuanyang Shenjing. Start with the most difficult one first, so that you will feel easy when practicing other exercises later."

Zhou Xue didn't waste words and began to talk about the Xuanyang Shenjing's mental formula, which included the Qi-absorbing method.

Fang Wang listened very seriously, full of expectations. Only by mastering the cultivation method can he truly embark on the road of cultivation.

Zhou Xue was teaching while looking at him, she was quite emotional.

"I didn't expect that I would treat someone like this. Is this family affection? Ruolan, you are right. It is useless to rely on others. You must cultivate trustworthy forces. In the dark, I can be reborn. Maybe this is God guiding me to take another path."

Zhou Xue looked at Fang Wang, who had no impression of his previous life, and listened to her teachings seriously, and truly felt the new life.

Since she was reborn, she wanted to become more than just an immortal!

Zhou Xue had thousands of thoughts in her mind. The danger of destroying the mansion had passed, and she had to plan a new life next.

Fang Wang didn't know what she was thinking. He was now concentrating on Xuanyang Shenjing.

After Zhou Xue finished telling all the mental methods of Xuanyang Shenjing, Fang Wang felt his mind explode and his vision became blurred.

The next second, he appeared in the Heavenly Palace. When he opened his eyes and saw the surrounding environment clearly, he immediately punched and raised his arms to shout.

"It's done!"

Fang Wang was very excited. As long as he could enter the Heavenly Palace, it meant that he could practice the Xuanyang Nerve!

Although the Heavenly Palace could only help him comprehend the unique skills, if he practiced the Xuanyang Nerve to perfection and then practiced with Qi, it would be twice the result with half the effort.

This was a skill that Zhou Xue couldn't practice before she ascended!

Fang Wang sat on the spot and immediately began to practice the Xuanyang Nerve.

There are nine levels of Xuanyang Nerve. When practicing to the third level, the spiritual power contains the Xuanyang Fire, which can burn the soul body. When practicing to the sixth level, it is invulnerable to all fires. When practicing to the ninth level, it can condense the Xuanyang True Fire and burn everything!

Fang Wang started practicing from the most basic Qi-absorbing method. Changes occurred in the Heavenly Palace, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth needed by the cultivator appeared. This spiritual energy was illusory and was used to help him practice. The so-called spiritual energy of heaven and earth was born from heaven and earth, and it nurtured all living things. However, there were many kinds of qi between heaven and earth. The process of cultivating immortals and absorbing qi was to extract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and refine oneself.

However, Fang Wang felt that it took ten years to practice the first level of Xuanyang Shenjing. Ten years was enough to practice the first level?

Could it be that my aptitude for cultivating immortals is very poor?

Fang Wang did not believe in evil and continued to practice. In order to determine his own practice time, he moved his mind and a big clock appeared in the Heavenly Palace, just like a modern product of the earth, but the surface looked simple and rustic. The year was recorded at the bottom of the clock to facilitate the recording of time.

However, the time taken for the second level was twice as long as before. Fang Wang had to put aside his concerns about his own aptitude and concentrate on practicing.

In this way, Fang Wang kept practicing Xuanyang Shenjing. Gradually, his heart began to numb and he forgot everything outside.

It was like the passage of time and the passage of time.

When he had practiced Xuanyang Shenjing to perfection, a blazing flame suddenly ignited behind his head, condensing into fireballs, like little suns. A circle of little suns floated behind his head, which was Xuanyang True Fire.

Xuanyang True Fire looks similar to ordinary flames, but it can absorb sunlight. The longer it burns in the daytime, the more terrible its power is.

Fang Wang opened his eyes, and his eyes became vicissitudes. This was not the vicissitudes of life, but the vicissitudes of heart.

He turned his head and found that he had spent a total of 213 years practicing Xuanyang Shenjing!

This is almost as long as the existence of a dynasty!

Fang Wang was depressed, and he could only blame the difficulty of Xuanyang Shenjing.

Well, instead of worrying about himself, it is better to blame the goal.

No wonder Zhou Xue couldn't practice it before ascending. Who can spend two hundred years practicing a technique?

Fang Wang sorted out his mood, moved his mind, and left the Heavenly Palace.

His eyes regained clarity, and Zhou Xue's face appeared in front of him. She was lying on the bed, looking weak.

He had spent two hundred years, but in reality it was just a moment.

"This month, you should practice Xuanyang Shenjing first, and I will set off when my injury is healed. Taiyuan Sect recruits disciples every five years. If you miss it this year, you have to wait another five years." Zhou Xue said softly, her eyes were a little strange.

For some reason, when she finished talking about Xuanyang Shenjing, she always felt that Fang Wang had changed. She couldn't tell where he had changed. This feeling was very subtle.

"You are the reborn immortal, why don't you create your own sect?" Fang Wang asked in confusion.

Zhou Xue smiled helplessly and said, "It's not that simple to cultivate immortals. The caves and blessed lands of Da Qi and all kinds of resources have long been divided by the nine major sects. Moreover, after my rebirth, I have to walk the path of cultivation again. Joining a sect not only obtains cultivation resources, but also provides protection for myself."

Fang Wang nodded, and seeing that her face was getting paler, he said, "You should take good care of your injuries. We will talk again after your injuries are healed."

After that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"By the way, the immortal cultivator left two magic weapons last night. He was killed by you, so they should belong to you. When I recover from my injuries, I will give them to you and teach you how to master them so that your starting point of cultivation will be higher than others." Zhou Xue said.

Fang Wang did not look back, but raised his hand and said, "You keep them. You led me into the path of cultivation. These are a gift in return. You can teach me some magic spells later."

He did not stop and left the house quickly.

When the door closed, Zhou Xue smiled and said to herself: "It would be nice to accept him as a disciple. Forget it. Since we are from the same clan, why bother to argue about the status."

After rebirth, she decided not only to cultivate herself, but also to lead the Fang family to cultivate. The betrayal in her previous life made her realize that no matter how powerful she is, if there is no trustworthy force, she will end up dead.

Putting aside the kindness of the Fang family in raising her, the Fang family has a genius like Fang Wang, which is worth her cultivation.

Zhou Xue closed her eyes and sorted out her thoughts while recovering from her injuries.

She has realized that rebirth is not just about changing regrets. She can also take a stronger path than her previous life. As long as she plans well, she will definitely get the missed opportunities in her memory!

In addition, the matter of rebirth cannot be revealed anymore. This will be her biggest secret.

Before rebirth, even in the upper realm, she had never heard of such a bizarre experience as hers. She put herself in her shoes. If she really believed that someone was reborn, she might have a crooked mind.

…

After returning to his room, Fang Wang sat at the table, stimulating the Xuanyang nerves and absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

There were no obstacles and no need to adapt. Almost instantly, a cyclone formed around him, and the invisible and colorless spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into his body. He suddenly felt refreshed.

There was also such a feeling when practicing in the Heavenly Palace, but it was far less intense than the physical feeling.

He was immersed in the pleasant feeling brought by the practice of absorbing qi, and couldn't extricate himself.

The Xuanyang nerves of the ninth level of great perfection were so powerful. Fang Wang didn't know how others were progressing in their cultivation. Anyway, he was very happy now, and the Xuanyang spiritual power had condensed in his dantian.

An hour later, he successfully entered the first level of the Yangqi realm.

After a day and a night, he strongly achieved the second level of the Yangqi realm.

In the days that followed, Fang Wang stayed at home and concentrated on absorbing qi. At first, his parents would come to visit him. When they heard that he was practicing, they dared not disturb him anymore and just asked the maid to deliver food every day.

After the battle that night, Fang Wang's status in the Fang Mansion rose sharply and he became the pride of the entire Fang Mansion. However, the matter of cultivating immortals did not spread. Fang Meng also ordered a ban on spreading the existence of the demon way, saying only that the Fang Mansion was attacked by a group of mysterious martial arts masters.

…

In a quiet study room.

The Emperor of Da Qi sat on a chair, holding an ancient book in his hand. He looked only in his early twenties, very young.

An old minister walked in and bowed to the table.

"Your Majesty, the Nanqiu plan failed, and the immortal master I invited is also dead." The old minister said softly. He was wearing official uniforms, slightly fat, and his temples were gray. When he said this, his face did not change.

When the Emperor of Great Qi heard this, his right hand holding the ancient book trembled. He slowly put down the ancient book, stared at the old minister expressionlessly, and said, "Didn't you say it was foolproof?"

The old minister sighed and said, "Being able to kill the immortal master means that Fang Mansion also has such power, or there is such power protecting them. I did miscalculate. I thought it was foolproof, but it doesn't matter. I have already written to that person. Before this matter, he promised me that there would be no problems. I believe he will solve this matter himself."

The Emperor of Great Qi turned his head to look out the window and muttered to himself, "The power of immortal cultivation, longevity... I want to step into this door, and I have sacrificed so much, but I haven't succeeded yet. How did Fang Mansion get the support of the power of immortal cultivation?"

The old minister did not answer. He was puzzled. He didn't even dare to send people to investigate Fang Mansion for fear of alerting the enemy.

For a long time.

The Emperor of Great Qi withdrew his gaze, stared at the old minister, and said: "Let's leave it at that for now. I don't know about this matter. Let's do it cleanly."

The old minister nodded.

The Emperor of Great Qi waved his sleeves, and the old minister immediately bowed and left.

"Everyone says that imperial power is good, but how can the greatest imperial power compare to immortality?"

The deep sigh of the Emperor of Great Qi sounded in the study, and his tone was full of helplessness.

...

Fang Wang was in seclusion for half a month, and the news that Fang Mansion was massacred spread to the world of Great Qi. All states and counties in the world were discussing this matter. Fang Mansion also sent people to the imperial city to appeal for injustice, which frightened all the noble families. After all, Fang Mansion was the Duke's Mansion. What kind of force was so bold?

On this day.

Zhou Xue came to visit Fang Wang, Fang Wang stood up to greet her, the two sat at the table, Fang Wang poured tea for her.

"This injury healed too quickly..."

Fang Wang was secretly shocked. Zhou Xue's previous injury was so serious that ordinary medical skills might need half a year to recover.

Zhou Xue regained her heroic appearance, still wearing a red dress, which was eye-catching. Compared with half a month ago, her temperament was more outstanding, and her eyebrows were sharp. She looked at Fang Wang and asked, "How is the practice of Xuanyang Shenjing?"

Fang Wang thought it was okay, just the ninth level of great perfection.

However, facing Zhou Xue, the reborn, he dared not be unreserved. After all, she was still a demon cultivator. The two fought side by side before, but the danger of Fang Mansion was imminent, and both sides had no time to guard against each other.

"It's okay, I feel I can continue to practice." Fang Wang replied. After practicing Xuanyang Shenjing, he did not plan to practice any Spring and Autumn Gong or Swallowing Heaven Demon Gong for the time being.

Xuan Yang's nerves were too strong. Half a month of practice had transformed him. His cultivation realm had reached the sixth level of the Qi-nourishing Realm.

Moreover...

It was too torturous to stay in the Heavenly Palace for a hundred years. Only he knew how boring and tormenting it was.

Zhou Xue stared at him with a subtle look in her eyes.

Fang Wang's heart skipped a beat when she saw him. Could it be that she saw something?

Zhou Xue retracted her gaze and said softly, "We will set off after the thirteenth day. I have selected nine disciples of the Fang Mansion, including you and me, and we will go to Taiyuan Gate together."

Fang Wang nodded, his eyes full of expectation.

It was not enough to master the skills. He also had to practice powerful spells!

"Ahem, Zhou Xue, can you teach me spells?" Fang Wang asked shamelessly with a fake cough.

Zhou Xue stared at him with a half-smile, and said with a smile: "Okay, your sword-controlling skills are so powerful, I think you are very talented in swordsmanship. I have a set of swordsmanship here. If you master it, you can sweep the same realm."