Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 149 Y Divine Mantra
"This thing...is it the sect's treasure?"

After reading the introduction of the Green Onion Sword, Fang Can couldn't help but ask, "What about Asura? Does this sword have any special function? For example, give it to the enemy?"

As he spoke, Fang Can subconsciously took two steps back, feeling a little disgusted just by being close.

"It has no other effect. Just as the name suggests, this small sword is made to make relatives and friends unfaithful." Fang Yanbei said seriously.

Seeing Fang Can's twitching face, Yan Bei explained: "The Ashura sect mainly cultivates flesh and blood, which is known as the cursed bloodline. It must be stimulated by the most extreme emotions to succeed."

"Breaking through the first level is exciting, and entering the second and third levels is also exciting, but usually no one has the time to cause trouble for them, so they can only cause trouble for themselves."

"This small sword is the sacrificial weapon they carry with them. It is used to push their spirits to extremes in order to break through."

"After entering the road to heaven, the strength of the mind is more important than the body. Use your human heart to represent the heart of heaven. The greater your heart is, the greater your strength will be."

"Once the Asura lineage broke through, relying on their extreme madness, they had few rivals in the same realm and were once the most powerful."

"and then?"

"Then he was destroyed. He became the victim of the fourth level. He came to cause trouble when he was only in the second level. He was crushed to death by a finger. Only then was the secret of Asura discovered."

"We were all wondering why every generation of Asura disciples were so bitter and resentful. They were simply the doomed ones in human form. Only later did we understand the truth."

Fang Can was speechless: "How can he not be bitter and resentful? This self-deprecating energy is really amazing."

Walking around the treasure pavilion and looking at the Fang family's thousand-year heritage, there are indeed some things that Fang Can likes very much.

Seeing Fang Candong looking around, Fang Yanbei smiled and said, "If you have any ideas, Young Master Fang, you can choose any of the treasures in this room."

"Thank you very much, Minister Fang. I only need one."

Fang Can did not delay and thanked him directly, then his eyes wandered among these treasures.

"Young Master Fang, I recommend that you choose a sacrificial vessel. After all, the conditions for practicing those powerful techniques are too harsh, and a good sacrificial vessel can bring you greater help."

"I know."

Fang Can said this, plucked out a silver-white hair with a wave of his hand and blew it gently.

Looking at the hair flying in the air, Fang Can closed his eyes and let it fall freely in the breeze without any control.

He believed that his luck would help him make the right decision. He didn't need to think, just leave his heart to fate.

Under Fang Yanbei's puzzled gaze, the hair fell and landed on a book three meters away.

Fang Can opened his eyes, took a few steps forward, followed the direction of the hair, and inserted the hair back into his brain on the platform. Then he looked at the booth with anticipation.

[y Divine Mantra]: Fight with hundreds of thousands of women without leaking anything, practice with a pure yang body without leaking anything, and when you succeed, embed the word "positive" in it.

If one hundred men kill one, their strength will be doubled, and this will last for a day.

A thousand men were able to kill two Zhengs, and their strength was doubled, which lasted for two days.

Ten thousand people killed three Zhengs, and their strength increased fourfold, which lasted for four days.

Fang Can: …

Fang Yanbei: ...

Looking at the contents of the access control law, Fang Can and Fang Yanbei were both stunned.

Fang Can's thoughts were: "Am I also a Chu Nan?"

Fang Yanbei's thought was: "Does Young Master Fang have it?"

Both of them had doubts about the conditions of this technique, as if it was indeed not suitable. "Are you sure you want to choose this, Young Master Fang? Why not change to the Barbarian Dragon City Armor next door? That sacrificial weapon is more effective." Fang Yanbei recommended.

"No need, let's just use this one." Fang Can said firmly, because he remembered what Liu Qingmeng had said about the effectiveness of his furnace.

Every time is like the first time, how can the Chu Nan membrane that is repaired not be considered a Chu Nan?
"Okay, since you insist, young man, then let's take this one." Fang Yanbei stretched out his hand and successfully caught the floating martial arts technique in front of him into his palm.

Fang Can took the ancient book and put it in his pocket, with a slightly subtle expression on his face.

All in all, he did achieve the accomplishment of killing a hundred people. If the condition of having a pure yang body was met, then it would be very suitable for him.

After finishing their trip to the treasure house, the two walked out of the stone tablet passage.

It was already noon, and Fang Yanbei tried to persuade him to stay, saying, "How about you have lunch at my house before leaving?"

Having just received a benefit from someone else, Fang Can immediately nodded in agreement and followed all the way to the main hall.

There was an octagonal table in the main hall. A woman with a gentle smile and three men and two women had already taken their seats and were waiting.

The eight-immortal table was filled with delicacies, and several servants stood by, ready to serve at any time.

Seeing the two people coming over, they all looked at Fang Can with curiosity.

After all, their ears had already been reached when Fang Yanbei directly asked to take Fang Can to the treasure pavilion.

Moreover, the story of the number one on the Shenglong list entering the capital was also the focus of recent discussion in Kyoto, and they had also heard about it. They did not expect that he would come to Fang's house the next day.

So it can’t really be the master’s illegitimate child, right?
"Young Master Fang, let me introduce you. This is my useless grandson Fang Shaobei."

The Shangshu pointed at a tall and strong man and said, "He is already over 30 years old and has only reached the seventh level of Xuanguan. His aptitude is poor and it will be a long time before he can break through to the first level."

"Greetings, Young Master Fang..." Fang Shaobei stood up and bowed.

"Next, this is my granddaughter-in-law, Wang Yating, the third level of the entrance..."

With Fang Yanbei's introduction, Fang Can wrote down the identities of several people.

Since the life span of the third generation is five hundred years, Fang Yanbei, who is over a hundred years old, is in his prime.

The man who looks like a brother is actually a grandson, and the woman who looks like a wife is actually a granddaughter-in-law.

The remaining two men and two women are his great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren, all of whom have reached the fourth level of Xuanguan realm.

It was also through this that Fang Can suddenly realized that practicing martial arts was so difficult.

These people have practiced for so many years but haven't even reached the eighth level.

But if they were placed in the martial arts world, these people could be said to be extremely talented.

Before, because I had always been facing warriors on the Hidden Dragon List, each of them was one in a million with great talent and was a sure thing for entering the first level, I had a somewhat misjudged view of the average strength in the martial arts world.

It is precisely because their strength far exceeds that of ordinary people that the warriors on the Hidden Dragon List have believers willing to worship them. He has always had some survivor bias.

As for Fang Yanbei's wife, she had aged more than ten years ago due to her low talent. However, his son was very hardworking and had cultivated to the first level and was now stationed at the border.

After a brief introduction and taking a seat, Fang Can picked up the delicacies in front of him and tasted them carefully, responding to Yan Bei's conversation from time to time.

On the other side, on the territory of the Husha Sect, in the basement of the Lieyan Martial Arts School, a young man tied up with iron chains suddenly opened his eyes.

Just now, Yuan Dangdang... seemed to be reborn again.

(End of this chapter)