Chapter 771 The sword falls southwest

After communicating with the three-legged golden toad, Fang Dou gained a lot.

When I learned the reason why Qingying Money was the cause and effect of this magic weapon, I felt that the burden on my body was light.

"Senior, I will live up to my responsibilities in the future!"

Fang Dou bowed to the three-legged golden toad and made a guarantee.

The three-legged golden toad nodded, "In this way, your fate is over, it's time to say goodbye!"

Fang Dou was slightly stunned and nodded immediately.

He knew that during the long years of the three-legged golden toad, countless reunions and separations were just a trivial one today.

"Senior, say goodbye!"

Fang Dou's soul body dissipated, merged into the fairy sword, and soared into the sky and drilled into the clouds.

"Young, just right!"

The three-legged golden toad narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Dou's back, feeling a lot of emotion.

...

"Next, go southwest!"

Fang Dou can become a sword immortal at any time, drink water and remember the source, and miss the ease of self-satisfaction even more.

Since the Buddha's birthday, this sword immortal in Zhenguo has returned to Qianzhong with anonymity.

According to the conversation during parting, Kong Ziruo wanted to spread the kendo in his hometown and implement his own philosophy.

Unfortunately, over the years, Fang Dou has inquired many times, but there are no clues.

The only explanation is that the method of being empty and easy is clever and no trace is revealed.

It is normal to think about it this way. If the news of his life spread, countless people in the world would be unable to sleep or eat.

The Sword Immortal of Zhenguo can be said to be the most top killer weapon in the world.

Therefore, Fang Dou wants to visit him, hoping to ask for more knowledge about kendo.

Let’s take a look at the seeds sown at the beginning, how are they growing now?

The Southwest Rice Sect is now famous and has countless masters. It has become a force that cannot be ignored in the southwest region.

With the acquiescence and indulgence of Taoism and the Shimen, the Mi Cult became stronger and stronger, blocking the path of sword cultivators in Shuzhong to go out in large numbers.

In the southwest region, there are many dangerous mountains and complex living environments, so the people respect gods and immortals more.

The Rice Cult is rooted in the bottom class and has developed rapidly, far beyond others' imagination.

Fang Dou controlled the sword light and fell from the sky, and saw the scene in front of him.

After many years, the Mid Sect has grown and grown, and it has spread across the prefectures outside the Shu Road, and is in full swing.

Not only the common people, but also the rich officials are also rushing to join the church.

So much so that the Southwest Rice Cult has become a behemoth entrenched in the area.

Even Taoism and Shu Buddhism cannot compete with the Rice Sect in the southwest region.

Fang Dou not only sighed, but even though he could not do anything that Guanglin could not do, it was accomplished by the group of people from Mi Cult.

After all, it was the Mi Cult who chose the southwestern border, which had a smaller influence. In addition, it was able to restrict the sword cultivators in Shu, so they were acquiesced to grow and grow.

The true man Guanglin was completely committed suicide, entrenched in the central capital, and received help from the court and the whole country. Such a huge threat was of course full force to kill him.

"By mistake, it actually achieved this scale!"

Fang Dou was also amazed. He had previously transformed into Mi Wu and founded the Southwest Mi Cult with the original intention of saving local people.

The spiritual rice and spells he passed down only allow civilians to protect themselves.

But as time goes by, talents in the Mi Cult have emerged, and they have cultivated the secret scriptures left by the Mi Witch to an unprecedented level.

Even Fang Dou heard that there are already two-digit peak mages in the Mi Cult, who are in seclusion and reaching the real person level.

Once Mi teaches real people, he will definitely become a real big force.

If Fang Dou restores his identity as a "Mi Witch", he only needs to show up locally and will definitely be able to conquer the Mi Cult.

Such a huge force, with millions of people in control, will surely be able to control the situation in the world.

However, Fang’s fighting spirit is not here, and this trip is just a walk.

The rice sect grew stronger and effectively curbed the annual tour of thousands of ghosts. The scale of the ghost-killing ceremony in Shu was also reduced.

Therefore, the sword cultivator in Shu knew that the Mi Cult was on the side of the bed, but he had not taken action to solve the problem.

After all, it is all about interest.

Taoism and the Shimen attempted to make the Mi Cultivate block the exit from Shuzhong, while the sword cultivators in Shuzhong wanted the Mi Cultivate to guard the portal.

The situation of getting along with each other has allowed the Mijiao to grow.

Fang Dou secretly observed and saw many old people who were old, especially the Qian and Tan families. Although they practiced magic, they started too late and were inevitably close to death.

This day is the day when Mr. Qian returns to the west.

Many big figures in the Mi Cult have come, including the powerful Deputy Leader Tan and countless other high-level middle-level leaders.

Qian Po sat beside the bed and gently wiped the sweat beads from Qian Gong's forehead.

Qian Gong's consciousness was already in chaos, and he kept spitting out vague words and sentences, but no one could hear them clearly.

"Mr. Qian, what are your last wishes?"

Deputy Leader Tan stepped forward and lowered his body and said.

"The leader and several other veterans are in seclusion and have no time to go out. I hope you can forgive me!"

Qian Po nodded and said, "The big thing is important!"

They all know that the rice school seems to be in bloom and cooking oil with fire, but in fact it is still in danger.

If there is no real person in charge, any idea in others may destroy the Rice Sect.

Therefore, the top priority of the Rice Cult is to fully support the real person of the Rice Cult.

"Ruomi Wu is here..."

Deputy Leader Tan couldn't help but sigh that he was Tan Gongcao from that time. He was taught magic by Mi Wu and gained his current status since he was a farmer.

Although he is now the deputy leader, he is still amazed at Mi Wu and is obsessed with him.

Not only him, but also other members of the Ma Cult, miss Mi Wu.

Everyone in the Mi Cult knows that if Mi Witch is still there, the development speed of the sect will be at least ten times that of the moment.

It's a pity...

Mr. Qian on the bed suddenly coughed violently, and he kept repeating two words in his mouth.

No one else could hear clearly, but Qian Po, who had been very familiar with her for many years.

"He wants to see Mi Wu again!"

Only then did everyone realize that the two words that Mr. Qian repeated were indeed ‘Miwu’.

It’s a pity that Mi Wu has long disappeared and no one can find him.

Over the years, members of the Rice Cult have searched all over the world, but there is no news about the "Rice Witch".

Over time, it began to spread that Mi Wu was the incarnation of wizards and sages of all generations, and was specially passed down the inheritance of witchcraft.

As the days come, Mi Wu's identity began to be mythical, and even those who had seen with their own eyes became gods.

Before his death, Mr. Qian was still thinking about seeing the "Mi Wu" again.

Unfortunately, until he died, Mi Wu never appeared.

After Mr. Qian passed away, the Mi Cult began to be buried according to tradition, stuffed a handful of spiritual rice into his mouth, and buried it in plain white coat.

No one knew about it, and the whole process fell into Fang Dou's eyes.

He was by the window and saw Mr. Qian die, and followed him all the way and witnessed the burial with his own eyes.

When an old friend passes away, only you know the joys and sorrows in this.

Fang Dou suddenly realized that such separation has become the norm on the road of cultivation.

Perhaps one day, the two disciples will leave him.

That kind of lonely, high, cold state of mind is the general imagination of those who practice.

"Walking alone, the road is the only one I am!"
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