"Hell, what kind of lazy guy piled all this broken copper and iron here?"

The disciple of the Spirit Soldier Fang hurriedly rushed over, scolding and scolding, although these flying swords were swept down by Fang Gui's sword wind, but Fang Gui was a big customer, of course he couldn't be offended, so he scolded those who placed the flying swords for not placing them well, and at the same time piled these flying swords on the shelf, and was reaching out to take the flying sword that looked very shabby, but was suddenly stopped by Fang Gui.

"Wait, I'll take a look at this sword ...... first"

Fang Gui looked at this black heavy sword intently, and the more he looked at it, the more subtle his expression became.

A very strange feeling arose in my heart!

This black heavy sword, no matter from which point of view, does not look like a flying sword suitable for him, firstly, it does not look good, and secondly, it is too heavy, not to mention the speed of the imperial sword, you don't even have a blade, will it be regarded as a big stick to smash people in the future? Third, it is so shabby, and it is also a little unworthy of the identity of the noble lord, but on the contrary, when Fang Gui saw this sword, he couldn't take his eyes off it!

It's as if you're so close to this sword that you feel like it's born to be your own......

"This junior brother, is also interested in this sword?"

The disciple on duty at the Spirit Weapon Workshop looked at Fang Gui curiously, a little incomprehensible.

At this time, Senior Brother Ah Ku next to him also looked at Fang Gui with a concerned face, and seemed to be a little nervous.

"It can't be such a coincidence, can it?"

Fang Gui looked at this black heavy sword for a long time, and couldn't help but rub his smooth chin, he had just heard Senior Brother Ah Ku talk about the criteria for choosing a sword, and knew that if a person chooses a sword, he will either choose the best or the most suitable one, but the right sword has to be lucky, those children of the Great Dao Great Family, they may not be able to pick it for several years, is he so lucky?

The so-called feeling is extremely ethereal, and he can't be sure whether this feeling in his heart is correct now.

His face gradually became solemn, and he hesitated for a while!

One is a good sword that is sure to be very suitable for you, and the other is a heavy sword that faintly feels different, which one should you choose?

"This junior brother, choosing a sword is a big deal, maybe I will accompany you for several years, or even a lifetime, you have to think about it!"

The disciple on duty next to him saw that Fang Gui was interested in the black heavy sword, and couldn't help but persuade.

"I've figured it out!"

It took a long time for Fang Gui to slowly get up and straighten up.

The disciples on duty next to him and Senior Brother Ah Ku all looked at him with some seriousness.

Fang Gui took a deep breath and said, "Both handles!"

"What?"

The disciple on duty in the Spirit Soldier Workshop was dumbfounded, and Senior Brother Ah Ku was also stunned for a moment, and he couldn't react for a while.

Fang Gui glanced at the two of them in surprise: "What's wrong, it's not that I can't afford it!"

The two of them had to nod helplessly, okay, okay, you have money, you are an uncle!

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......

After a while, the two flying swords were packed in a special wooden box, the ghost spirit sword was priced at a hundred spirit stones, and the black stone sword didn't even have a name, so it was sold to Fang Gui at a price of only twenty spirit stones, and looking at the appearance of the disciple on duty, maybe even if it was these twenty spirit stones, he had reaped the benefits from them, and Master Fang Gui was just too lazy to bother with him.

"Senior Brother Aku, thank you!"

Fang Gui roughly invited Senior Brother Ah Ku to help him carry two flying swords down the mountain, and walked in front, with his head held high.

For cultivators, especially for disciples like Fang Gui who are at the beginning of their cultivation and have not long embarked on the path of cultivation, the matter of choosing two flying swords is unheard of, and they generally choose one that is suitable for themselves, practice diligently, and strive to be as familiar as possible, only in this way, when they encounter danger, they can exert their strongest strength, so as not to have flaws and bury their own lives.

But Master Fang Gui is different, he wants to break through the Ten Mile Valley, so he has to choose a light and sharp ghost spirit sword, but the black heavy sword also makes him feel unusual, so he naturally has to bring it back, and when he has time in the future, he will study it slowly, this is called thoughtful......

Senior Brother Ah Ku carried these two flying swords for Fang Gui, and was silent all the way, and when he arrived in the small building of Wugu Valley, he put down the two swords, opposite Fang Gui, and sat down, Fang Gui couldn't hold back the excitement of learning the art of the sword at this time, rubbed his hands fiercely, and said: "Quickly take out the ghost spirit sword, say, do I want to quickly drop blood to recognize my relatives?"

"That's called confession!"

Senior Brother Ah Ku corrected Fang Gui's statement with a sad face, and then said: "But those are all high-level magic weapons with powerful prohibitions in them, but the flying sword we are in contact with now is not used, you only need to cross the spiritual breath into the sword and familiarize yourself with the various runes in the sword." Senior Brother Fanggui, the flying of the Imperial Sword sounds powerful, but in fact, it is just the most basic means in the Imperial Sword Method, of course, your cultivation is still low now, and I can't teach you until you learn the high-level method!"

"Good, good!"

Fang Gui agreed, but he secretly thought in his heart: "You can even hit the most basic flying sword on a tree, what kind of swordsmanship do you know?"

Senior Brother Ah Ku naturally didn't know that Fang Gui was slandering himself in his heart, and honestly recited the mantra: "A mouthful of spiritual breath to raise a flying sword, travel all over the mountains in three days." Divide the light and protect the true meaning, and the edge is not exhaustive. I'm self-defeating...... Hey, that's a lot!"

Saying that, he looked at Fang Gui seriously: "You just remember to raise the flying sword with spiritual breath, just travel all over the mountains!"

"Our disciples of the Spirit Breath Realm, if you want to fly in the clouds, it is too difficult, you can't do it without building a foundation, so if you want to sweep the air, you need to use a magic weapon, and this flying sword is the most convenient and common flying magic weapon in the cultivation world, not only can you borrow a sword to escape the sky, but also eliminate the demon guard, the most powerful, I heard that some Jindan overhauls, and I am also used to traveling with the sword!"

“......”

“......”

Listening to Ah Ku's explanation, Fang Gui gradually understood the most basic truth of the Imperial Sword.

The so-called Edgeworth, the most basic means, are two.

One is the volley sword, flying out to hurt the enemy, and the flying sword of the clever can take people's heads thousands of miles away.

Of course, in the words of Senior Brother Ah Ku, these are not what Fang Gui needs to learn now, there is only one thing he needs to learn, that is, the flying sword, but with the help of the characteristics of the flying sword, people stand on the sword, shuttle through the void with the speed of the flying sword, and soar through the world!

Indeed, as Ah Ku said, learning to fly with a sword is very simple.

In terms of unity, it is no wonder how to penetrate the spiritual breath in the flying sword, and how to control the high and low direction of the flying sword through the guidance of the spiritual breath, etc., is so simple that it is outrageous, but the more so, the more it represents the difficulty of flying with the sword, just like walking and running, jumping and jumping everyone can, but how many people can walk between the mountains and mountains without being killed?

Fang Gui understood this truth, and he also knew what he needed to do.

He was going to use this month to practice Edgeworth to a very proficient level, and then go to the Ten Mile Valley to break through.

This sounds like something incredible, Edgeworth is one of the basic skills of a practitioner, but there is also a difference between fast and slow mastering the method of Edgeworthiness, ordinary Xianmen disciples start from touching the flying sword, until the body and sword are united, how to do it It takes months of hard work, and there are people like Senior Brother Aku, it sounds like he has been Edgeworth for several years, and he always crashes into the tree when he flies......

However, Fang Gui is very confident, Edgeworth, it's too easy.

It's the basic skills, and I'm a descendant of the immortals, so there's nothing I can't do!

After making sure that he had memorized the Edgeworth method, he came to a clearing behind the valley.

Holding the hilt of the sword, running the spiritual breath, after entering the flying sword, the ghost spirit sword behind him flew out of the sword box with a "whoosh", rushed into the air, and landed again, but did not fall to the ground, but was suspended in front of Fang Gui, three feet away from the ground.

Around the sword body, there were runes and flowing water that gradually lit up, and gusts of wind rolled up around the sword body.

It was these strong winds, holding the flying sword and flying in the air, gently floating and sinking.

"It's going to fly......"

Fang Gui was overjoyed in his heart, and carefully stepped on the flying sword, trembling and stabilizing his body.

With a deep exhalation, he suddenly activated his spiritual breath, and suddenly a mana passed through the soles of his feet into the sword body.

"Whoosh"

The ghost spirit sword turned into a bloody shadow in an instant, and flew straight out dozens of feet away.

However, the Ghost Spirit Sword flew out, but Fang Gui didn't follow out......

The flying sword flew too fast, and he fell directly from the sword, his feet facing the sky, and he looked at the sky helplessly.

"Like...... It's not that easy!"

Fang Gui slowed down for a while before slowly sitting up from the ground.

Although my head is still a little dizzy, I have no choice, I have to hurry up and get the flying sword back......

After retrieving the Ghost Spirit Sword, Fang Gui stepped on it again, and then cautiously crossed over with a trace of mana.

The flying sword trembled, but didn't move.

Not only did it not move, but even the wind that swept up from the surrounding runes had the meaning of disappearing as the mana was exhausted.

"I don't have enough mana......"

Fang Gui thought in his heart, and crossed another mana into it.

With a "whoosh", the flying sword disappeared again......

Fang Gui entered the sky with his feet, his eyes were a little distracted looking at the sky, thinking about life.

After a while, Fang Gui got up and limped back the Ghost Spirit Sword, only this time, before he stepped on the flying sword again, he thought about it seriously, first picked up all the gravel on the ground around him, and threw it far away......

"This edgeworth, it seems...... It's a little hard!"