Two hours later, in the village.
After returning from the victory, everyone in the village was mobilized. Under Fang Yun's command, they slaughtered pigs and sheep to prepare a celebration banquet.
When Zhou Cang and Pei Yuan Shao heard the news, they didn't even care about their injuries and joined in excitedly.
Meanwhile, Fang Mu was in the main hall of the mountain stronghold, observing the Ming Hong Saber on the table.
"It's indeed a good saber!"
Zhen Yan seemed to be a bookworm.
When he presented the saber, he repeated the story of the Ming Hong Saber recorded in the Hanwu Cave Nether Record several times…As for this book, it was written by a person called Guo Xian during the period when Wang Mang usurped the throne.
According to Zhen Yan, this treasured saber originated from the ancient Yellow Emperor. The last time it appeared was during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, when it was given to Dongfang Shuo.
After that, his whereabouts were unknown.
Until the Zhen family's ancestor accidentally obtained this treasured saber, he had kept it until now.
Until now, because of Zhen Yi's death, although the Zhen family was big, they were still rich and powerful. His father's connections were still there, but his reliance in the court was no longer strong. He wanted to give this saber to Han Fu, the governor of Jizhou.
In exchange for protection.
It could be said that the most precious item in the caravan was this saber…For safety reasons, a hidden compartment had been specially made at the bottom of the carriage to protect it!
If Zhen Yan had not taken the initiative to take it out, Fang Mu might have missed it.
But in reality.
Fang Mu did not believe a single word of this so-called legend.
"This saber is obviously not made of bronze. What does it have to do with the Yellow Emperor…"
This world wasn't a fantasy of the Three Kingdoms.
He had never heard of a general who was so powerful that he could split a mountain with a single saber strike…Even Zhou Cang, who had seen Guan Yu on the battlefield during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, had only said that his martial arts were strong and that he was invincible under his saber.
Therefore, the remnants of the copper of Shoushan were naturally transformed, and the Xuanyuan Sword had the same origin as it. The magpies were transformed into magpies and flew into the clouds…
It was just far-fetched!
Even if Fang Mu did not know much about cold weapons, he could tell that the style of this saber was clearly the Han Dynasty ring-head saber!
However, there was no ring!
Then, the saber patterns were a little strange!
" This is a classic example of creating a fishing vessel to make Han Fu feel that this gift is very important and at the same time satisfy his vanity..."
"No wonder the Zhen family could become the number one merchant in Jizhou.”
Looking at Zhen Yan's serious expression, Fang Mu even suspected that the ancestor of the Zhen family who obtained this saber was even kept in the dark by his own descendants.
But no matter what, this saber was indeed a good saber!
It could cut iron like mud, and cut hair with a blow!
Fang Mu did need a weapon. He did not want to be unarmed the next time he went to the battlefield.
"I didn't know any saber techniques before, so I had no choice…"
"Since I've gained a lot of faith power this time, I'll exchange for a saber art first!”
Fang Mu focused on the system and quickly searched for a suitable blade technique.
Extermination Cross Blade, 600 unique art points.
Heartless Slash, 700 ultimate skill points.
Divine Blade Slash, 1000 unique art points.
Little Li Flying Dagger, 1300 ultimate art points.
……
"It's so f * cking expensive!"
Fang Mu sighed again.
After pondering for a moment, he still chose Fu Hongxue's Extermination Cross Blade!
The 130,000 points of faith power, according to the conversion ratio of 100 to 1, was instantly reduced by 60,000.
"Boom!"
His mind trembled as the profound saber art mnemonic chant surged into his mind. It was as if it was imprinted in his memory, and he understood and comprehended it one by one.
Fang Mu held the Ming Hong Saber in his hand and practiced the saber technique almost instinctively in the hall.
The blade was cold and as fast as lightning.
The saber qi that was like a cross surrounded the edge of the blade…Whether it was the saber in his hand or the cross shaped saber qi, they were both extremely sharp!
Every time he swung his saber, a deep saber mark would appear on the ground, pillars, and walls!
Since he had already made his choice, Fang Mu no longer hesitated. He consumed another 9000 points and converted them into 9 potential points, upgrading his blade technique to the highest realm of the ninth level.
Extermination Cross Blade, great success!
Time passed slowly. Fang Mu was completely immersed in the world of saber techniques.
According to his original plan, 130,000 points of faith power could be converted into 130 potential points, which could be used to arm his brothers and form a Dragon Elephant Divine Army.
After all, the Three Kingdoms were in chaos. Only a powerful army could settle down.
However, he changed his mind after obtaining the Ming Hong Saber.
"The strength of the soldiers under my command can be slowly increased. In this chaotic world, the only thing that matters is... personal strength!”
"Everything else is built on the foundation of one's own strength!”
With this thought in mind, even though he had already learned the ninth level of the Extermination Cross Blade, he still practiced tirelessly.
He only stopped when he had completely achieved the state of the blade following his heart.
His mind sank into the system again.
He spent another 200 ultimate skill points to exchange for Qinggong, Wave Subtle Steps…This Qinggong didn't have any levels, so he saved a lot of potential points.
He still had more than 40,000 faith power left.
"System, I spent a total of 10 potential points to raise Fang Yun's Dragon Elephant Prajna Art to the tenth level. Do I have to pay such a huge price to raise the strength of my believers?”
The conversion ratio of potential points was 1000:1, which made Fang Mu feel a little pained.
"The higher the level of the absolute art that the host instills, the more absolute art points are required, and the more potential points are required to increase the realm!”
The system replied instantly.
When Fang Mu heard this, an idea flashed in his mind.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art cultivated both internally and externally. It was like a humanoid beast on the battlefield. According to the system's evaluation standard (practical value), its level was definitely not low.
"In that case, can I split up the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art and only imbue it with the first few levels? And then increase the level of the believer's ultimate art?"
"In this case, wouldn't the consumption of absolute art points and potential points be reduced accordingly?”
Fang Mu was a little nervous when he asked this question.
When the system replied," Yes," his eyes lit up.
He no longer hesitated.
"Exchanging for the Yang family spear technique costs 100 ultimate art points!”
"Choose 100 believers and bestow the first three levels of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. Estimated consumption of less than 25 unique skill points (1/4).”
"After all, the level of the Yang family's spear technique isn't high, so there's a high chance that it doesn't need potential points to improve.”
"That means 13500 faith points!”
"Raising the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art to the third level for these 100 people will consume an estimated 50 potential points!”
"In this way, the Dragon Elephant Divine Weapon has taken shape!”
"And my power of faith…"
"Damn it, it doesn't seem to be enough!”
Fang Mu was depressed when he realized that he only had 30000 faith points left. When converted into potential points, he only had 30 points left.
He was a typical example of not earning as much as a flower.
At this moment, he was looking forward to a new war.
Undoubtedly, in this chaotic world of the Three Kingdoms, fear…
It was the easiest to collect!
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