In the past seven years, battles like this have happened many times. Although the battle was quite noisy, both sides were actually very measured and were not injured.

In this deserted and deserted valley, this kind of fighting can be considered a rare pastime.

After resting for a while, Fang Xuanzong quickly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and came to a cliff.

Unlike other cliffs with jagged rocks, this cliff is very flat and was obviously carved out by someone using sword energy. It is like a huge piece of rice paper, with countless ancient and powerful techniques engraved on it densely.

Fang Xuanzong's talent was astonishing since he was a child, and he was trained as a core disciple by the Tianxing Sect. Although he was young, he had read through most of the Tianxing Sect's exercises and was very knowledgeable.

But in Fang Xuanzong's opinion, the worst skill on the cliff is much stronger than the top skill of Tianxing Sect, and there are swordsmanship, internal skills, mental skills, methods to increase spiritual power... everything.

Every single skill above is enough to cause an uproar in the world. Even with Fang Xuanzong's talent, he has only learned three of them in the past seven years. The ones he used before

Purple Lightning Glazed Light Fist is one of them.

Although he only practiced three of the techniques, Fang Xuanzong already felt that he had benefited a lot.

With his current strength, he is probably no better than his senior brother back then.

——This is even if he doesn't use the light crown.

"It's a pity that I still don't know who the master of that big white goose is."

Fang Xuanzong sighed secretly.

The skills on this cliff are not completely natural, but were left by the owner of the crane a long time ago. But when Fang Xuanzong asked about the identity of its owner, the crane began to hesitate and couldn't tell.

If he continued to ask questions, Xianhe would get angry and fight with him. As time went by, Fang Xuanzong stopped asking questions.

I just wrote it down silently in my mind, thinking that I would investigate it again when I have the opportunity in the future.

After all, the strange words such as "f*ck" and "what the hell" in Xianhe's mouth also made Fang Xuanzong feel very strange.

Afterwards, Fang Xuanzong sat down cross-legged at his old place under the cliff, lowered his eyes, and a green barrier appeared on his body, and entered into meditation - this was the second technique he learned from the cliff.

In the state of meditation, Fang Xuanzong's whole body was emptied, his body was in harmony with the avenue, and he entered a state of emptiness, allowing Fang Xuanzong's mental and physical strength to reach their peak state in a very short period of time.

Moreover, after meditating after the battle, Fang Xuanzong was able to replay the previous battle scenes in his mind, and re-examine every detail of the previous battle from the perspective of a bystander, each other's movements, the use of energy, and even the invisible corners behind , every subtle expression on both sides is extremely clear.

After each meditation, Fang Xuanzong will correct his shortcomings, and his combat skills and strength will be significantly improved.

This is also the main reason why Fang Xuanzong often provokes and fights cranes.

But after so many years, Fang Xuanzong and Xianhe have fought hundreds or thousands of times. Even now, Fang Xuanzong can still get a lot of improvement from meditation after fighting Xianhe.

——There seems to always be a moderate gap between him and Xianhe.

I don't know how long it took, but after meditating, the green barrier disappeared into Fang Xuanzong's body. Fang Xuanzong opened his eyes, light burst out, and his aura was a little more powerful than before.

"You brat, you finally woke up. What are we going to do today? Are we going to the west to fight the black bear tyrant, or are we going to the south to find the three-headed dragon king's cave for dinner?"

The crane came to Fang Xuanzong's side at some point. When he saw Fang Xuanzong waking up, he immediately chattered non-stop and danced with his white wings, feeling very happy.

In this forbidden area of ​​​​Beiyuan, Xianhe and Fang Xuanzong are not the only ones who exist. On the contrary, there are several "neighbors" beside them, who are also the targets of Fang Xuanzong's challenge.

In the past few years, all parties have used to be in harmony with each other, but now "a small fight every three days, and a big fight every five days", the originally quiet and deserted Beiyuan Forbidden Land has become much more lively.

"No, big white goose."

However, Fang Xuanzong shook his head this time. He looked at the thunderclouds rolling over the Beiyuan Forbidden Land. He recalled the words of his senior brother before his death in his mind, his voice was plain but firm:
Chapter completed!