Chapter 908: Sword Doctrine

Mie Ling at all.The current Mèilíng, whether it be its aura or its physical form, is identical to before.Faced with such a menacing spirit, he really couldn't think of any other way.Mèilíng turned he..."Master Bai, we haven't even gotten any answers yet, so we just let Fang Yu leave" Rao Donghai still asked the question that puzzled him.

"Everything that could be asked has already been asked. What else is there to ask" Bai Konggu picked up the white paper and held it up to the sunlight, examining it carefully.

But just these five big characters, no matter how you look at them, there's no way to see the characters through the gaps.

“So, Elder Bai, what do you think Is the half name on the Immortal Ascension Tablet really this Fang Yu” Rao Donghai pressed.

Bai Konggu put down the white paper in his hand, turned to Rao Donghai, and said with narrowed eyes, "The cultivation aura on him... is only at the Qi Refining Stage. But he was able to overwhelm all the strong men of the Wang family alone... Such strangeness just proves that that half name is very likely him."

"Think carefully, who among those on the Immortal Ascension Tablet isn't an eccentric"

"Perhaps, the first step to becoming an immortal is to become an eccentric. Haha..."

Bai Konggu smiled, then shook his head. He took the white paper and walked into the inner room.

Only Rao Donghai was left in the courtyard, looking dazed.

Except for Fang Yu, he had never seen anyone else on the Tongxian Stele and couldn't understand Bai Konggu's words at all.

……

The Immortal's Monument Half a name

To be honest, Fang Yu didn't care about the so-called stele at all, nor did he care whether that half name was his or not.

Because deep down he was convinced that he couldn't become an immortal.

To be precise, the idea of achieving immortality had been completely abandoned by Fang Yu since his twenties.

At that time, he had cultivated for nearly ten years but still hadn't broken through to the Qi Condensation stage.

From that point on, he knew that he wasn't cut out for immortality.

Because, for cultivators who truly possess the aptitude for immortality, breaking through the Qi Refining Stage doesn't even take half a year.

And now, the world's spiritual energy has become extremely scarce.

Even a normal cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage is rare as one in ten thousand.

This kind of feathered experience, is not something that can be changed by a so-called immortal stone.

Of course, Fang Yu believes that the Tongxian Stele possesses some kind of standard.

If those names on the stele were indeed the strongest people of this era, that would make sense.

Now, Fang Yu cared more about that string of characters and the five words he had inexplicably translated.

The desolate and barren land of Dàzhào Móshì.

"Is this a name"

Fang Yu walked all the way home, thinking that he would go back to the scripture pavilion and find a few ancient books to see if he could find any words similar to the string of characters on the Immortal Ascension Tablet.

Just like that, Fang Yu walked all the way back to his front door.

At this moment, a group of people in uniform blue robes stood before the gate. A 'Lin' character was embroidered on their left chests.

Seeing this group of people, Fang Yu frowned.

Who are you looking for

Fang Yu stepped forward directly and asked.

Among this group of people, a man with a stern countenance saw Fang Yu, his expression changed, and then he widened his eyes and asked, "You... are you Fang Yu, Master Fang"

"I am Fangyu," Fangyu replied.

"This... is truly Master Fang's residence," the man said with a smile, "My name is Lin Zhengxiong, and I come from the Lin family."

The Lin family

"How did you find your way here" Fang Yu asked, his brow furrowed.

"This address was given to me by a friend of mine. I came here because..." Lin Zhengxiong said, almost fawningly.

"No matter what you want to talk about, I'm not interested. Go back." Fang Yu interrupted Lin Zhengxiong and walked towards the door.

These visitors from these families, you don't even need to think to know what they want to talk about.

Fang Yu was now eager to search for that strange font and had no mood to waste time with these people.

"Master Fang, please give me some time…" Lin Zhengxiong quickly said.

Seeing her own father reduced to such a pathetic and servile state, Lin Zhi'aran frowned, her face as cold as frost.

"I said, I'm not interested..." Fang Yu said impatiently.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a surge of power behind him.

A sharp sword intent appeared from behind!

"Um"

Fang Yu was taken aback, turned around, and saw a pretty young girl walking out from the crowd of the Lin family.

She wore a green robe, her right hand gripping a long sword that shimmered with a faint silver light, pointing directly at Fang Yu.

"What does this mean Getting angry out of shame" Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and said.

"I hear you're a strong swordsman. I challenge you." Lin Zhi Lan said coldly.

"Challenge me" Fang Yu was stunned again.

Is this girl seriously mentally ill

This group of Lin family members came to our door, they must have heard about Fang Yu because of the Wang family incident a few days ago.

Given that she knows about that incident, does this girl still dare to challenge

What kind of opera is this

"No, no, no... Master Fang, Zhi Lan didn't mean it that way, she just... just wanted to have an exchange with you about swordsmanship! She definitely didn't mean to be disrespectful." Lin Zhengxiong's face changed drastically, he hurriedly explained.

"Swordsmanship" Fang Yu frowned deeper. "I'm not interested in talking to such a little girl, go back."

After that, Fang Yu glanced at Lin Zhi'lan, ignoring the sword pointing at him, and turned around again, walking towards the stone gate.

As Fang Yu approached, the stone gate seemed to sense his presence and slowly creaked open.

Lin Zhengxiong had wanted to call out to Fang Yu, but when he turned his head, he saw that Lin Zhi'aran was looking eager to move.

Lin Zhengxiong only felt his heart constrict, a leap forward, pressing down on Lin Zhilan's sword.

"You... are you crazy!" Lin Zhengxiong's face turned green with anger, he asked in a low voice.

Lin Zhi'an remained silent, her eyes fixed on Fang Yu as he walked into the gate until the stone door slowly closed.

Once the stone gate was completely closed, Lin Zhi'an shifted her gaze.

At this moment, Lin Zhengxiong's face was as dark as it could be.

After pulling some strings, I finally found Fang Yu's address, but the mission was unsuccessful and even backfired!

He never would have imagined that Lin Zhi'lan would suddenly draw her sword and point it at Fang Yu!

"Didn't you tell me to talk to him about kendo" Lin Zhi'lan stood her ground in the face of the reprimand.

In her understanding, swordsmanship exchanges were naturally about swords and philosophy. Was there a need to sit down and drink tea instead

"You... go back first... I'll have a serious talk with you after that!" Lin Zhengxiong said, trembling with anger.

"After I go back, I have to practice. I don't have time to talk with you." Lin Zhi Lan finished speaking and turned to leave.

Lin Zhengxiong watched Lin Zhi'aran leave, his eyes red with anger.

"What are you standing there for Get back!" Lin Zhengxiong roared angrily at the several guards of the Lin family who stood beside him.

……

Fang Yu returned home and immediately plunged into the scripture pavilion.

He had Xiaofengling fetch every book about fonts, then pored over them one by one, searching for characters identical to or similar to those on the Tongxian Tablet.

Only by knowing the source of the typeface can he figure out why he recognizes this string of characters.

Time flew by as I pored over ancient books.

For three consecutive days, Fang Yu immersed himself in the bushes but found no information at all. of the Peregrine Clan, it hatched out and became the supreme ruler. The first news it received was that the Peregrine Clan had been destroyed!The hatred of genocide, how can it be endured!Originally,...