Three days later, Fang Yuan bid farewell to Lin Mingzhi, reverted to his original appearance, and headed to Qingan Temple.
"I am Zhengyang, greetings to Chunyang Daoist."
Inside Qingan Temple, a Daoist who appeared to be around twenty years old greeted Fang Yuan as he arrived with his Mixed Yuan Escape Art. He quickly walked out of the room, along with the white-bearded Zhengqing Daoist, and bowed to Fang Yuan.
"I am Chunyang, greetings Zhengyang Daoist."
Fang Yuan smiled and returned the greeting.
"In this sword competition, we need to compete in sword techniques. I wonder how skilled you are?" Zhengyang asked.
Fang Yuan didn't reply. Instead, he turned and looked at a locust tree in the temple, then started to concentrate. A sword qi shot out in an instant.
Swish!