Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The Daozong leads to Tianshan Mountain.

Dao Mausoleum.

The big man in Jingjia vacated and left, as if he was engulfed by thousands of troops, and the rolling clouds were all blood-colored.

On the ancient stone steps above the Dao Mausoleum, the old Taoist stood quietly, the ancient and dilapidated Taoist robe on his body fluttering in the wind.

Zhao Taifeng's eyes were flickering, and the conversation between the Jingjia man and him made him fall into deep thought.

At this moment, the situation in the entire Dao Mausoleum is changing, and there are strands of energy surging. With the surging, like silk ribbons, it diffuses into Zhao Taifeng's body, causing Zhao Taifeng's energy to start. Continuously recovering, the clouds and mist in the entire Tongtian Mountain are surging.

However, when the qi machine recovered to a node, it was naturally stuck and no longer impacted.

The pressure brought to him by the iron law floating above Chang'an City before still exists.

He didn't dare to gamble, or in other words, he didn't dare to gamble with this rare life that survived.

However, the appearance of this Jingjia general moved Zhao Taifeng's mind. He was sure that there must be something wrong with Tie Lv, but he couldn't be sure whether the problem was serious or not, and he couldn't be sure. If he becomes this early bird, will he become the target of standing up?

Therefore, he didn't dare to make a move, but the appearance of the Jingjia man gave him an impulse and an opportunity.

"Xuanyuan Taihua..."

"Datang..."

His eyes flickered, Zhao Taifeng stood on the mountain peak, the wind blew his Taoist robe, outlining his figure.

Suddenly, Zhao Taifeng's eyes became extremely deep. Looking at it, it seemed as if he was looking through the endless void. His eyes saw through layers of fog and looked at Linjiang City hundreds of miles away.

Um?

What made Zhao Taifeng's eyes shrink slightly was that in Linjiang City, corpses were strewn all over the field, and blood flowed like rivers.

The disciples of the Dao sect suffered countless casualties.

Although Zhao Taifeng did not have a deep relationship with these disciples of the Daozong, they were disciples of the Daozong after all, and these dead disciples were equivalent to Fang Lang's slap on the face of the Daozong.

"This son... can't stay."

In Zhao Taifeng's eyes, he recalled Fang Lang's sharp eyes, even if he faced him, a strong man who transcended the realm, he had no fear at all.

Inexplicably, there is a sense of threat from the future, which arises spontaneously in my heart.

"The monk watching the sea of ​​Buddha..."

Zhao Taifeng narrowed his eyes, and at the next moment, he raised his hand and twitched suddenly, his waist bent, and the Taoist robe on his body suddenly tightened, like a twisted rope, and suddenly relaxed, there was an impressive sound of breaking through the air.

Afterwards, inside the Dao Mausoleum, there was a stele without characters, which roared through the air waves, and smashed towards Linjiang City as if wrapped in overwhelming momentum!

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Linjiang City.

The fighting outside the city has already stopped.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the scene in the city, especially the strong ones of the Dao Sect, all of them looked tense, with magic circles in their hands all the time.

On the other hand, the powerhouses of Jianshu Sect were much more relaxed, and everyone had a relieved smile on their faces.

Because the appearance of Guanfohai is like a heavy bargaining chip, and the weight of the balance is tilted to the other side. The old monk easily broke through the seventh-rank and eighth-rank Dashu practice institutes of the Digital Dao Sect. Condensed array.

This ability is enough to show the strength of this old monk.

At this moment, the magic formation that sealed and wrapped Linjiang City was torn apart, and the terrifying energy and blood surged out of Linjiang City, which was enough to show how terrifying this old monk was on the way of martial arts.

The monks who watch the sea of ​​Buddha are not only good at spiritual cultivation, but also martial arts with unparalleled vigor and blood. The name of Buddhist monks is well-known throughout the Tang Dynasty.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the gate of Linjiang City.

The old monk clasped his palms together, and the energy and blood in his body surged, as if it made the whole world change color.

Fang Lang, who was dressed in blood, quietly followed behind the old monk.

Step by step, he walked out of Linjiang City.

Corpses littered the city, and Li Yuanzhen and other Daoist disciples whose confidence had been defeated slumped on the ground, staring blankly at Fang Lang who had walked out of the city.

Nearly a thousand disciples of Dao Dao Sect besieged and killed Fang Lang, and in the end, they ended up in such a ridiculous end!

Fang Lang followed the old monk calmly.

The old monk's strength is very strong, and Fang Lang can feel this from the pervasive energy and blood!

The old monk invited him to participate in the contest of watching the sea of ​​Buddha and the stupa.

Fang Lang just took this opportunity to get out of Linjiang City.

Otherwise, it would be a bit difficult for Fang Lang to find a way to escape. Although Jian Shuzong was strong, before Xuanyuan Taihua returned, there was only one Chao Xiaojian in high-end combat power, which might not be able to withstand the Daozong with Zhao Taifeng in charge .

Therefore, participating in the stupa battle is a good chance to escape.

The light between heaven and earth dimmed for a moment, and the aura of the old monk also returned to calm.

The world was dead silent, and everyone was staring at Fang Lang and the old monk who had walked out of the city.

The strong man of Dao Dao Sect had an extremely ugly face.

"What's the meaning of the master's move...?"

Void in the distance.

Zhao Zhenshi blocked Huang Zhihe's attack and asked sharply.

The old monk smiled and clasped his palms together: "The poor monk just wants to take the benefactor away."

"Benefactor Fang has an appointment with me to view the sea of ​​Buddha, and I have a request to make a request to benefactor Fang. Before that, I will protect the safety of benefactor Fang."

The old monk said lightly.

His voice is not loud, but there is no doubt about it.

"Did you forget the insult Xuanyuan Taihua brought to you when you watched the sea of ​​Buddha?"

Zhao Zhenshi's face was extremely ugly.

Fang Lang was already the turtle in the urn, but he never thought that he would come out to watch the sea of ​​Buddha halfway.

"Amitabha……"

"Taihua Sword Immortal is just insulting the Daoist sect. From my perspective, Buddha Sea and Taihua Sword Immortal have no grievances or enmity... even, they are very destined."

The old monk said.

Behind him, Fang Lang rolled his eyes, Master... You must be determined.

Fang Lang can truly appreciate the charm of that cheap master.

Zhao Zhenshi's face was extremely embarrassed and ugly.

The old monk's words did not hurt much, but they were extremely insulting.

What is insult is only the Daoist sect... You look at the sword stuck in the sea of ​​Buddha, is it a loneliness?

The old monk just smiled and shook his head: "Xuanyuan Taihua stepped into the realm of detachment with the appearance of an evildoer who has practiced for two hundred years. What kind of treasure is the sword she left behind, and the sword intent contained in it is supreme. Treasures are the foundation of a power inheritance."

"It would be a great opportunity and benefit if the disciples of the sect could comprehend a little of the true meaning of transcendence from the sword."

"So, this is a gift left by the benefactor of Taihua, is it an insult?"

"The Buddha said, you should be more open-minded."

The old monk continued.

Fang Lang froze for a moment, the Buddha also said such a thing.

Zhao Zhenshi's face was ashen, but he didn't want to play tricks with this old monk anymore. He was indeed no more than these monks who watched the sea of ​​Buddha and talked about Buddhism every day.

"Anyway, Fang Lang must be kept today!"

"This son killed hundreds of disciples of my Dao Sect, and slaughtered the inheritance of my Dao Sect! This is an unresolved grievance!"

"Shoot! Leave him!"

Zhao Zhenshi shouted loudly!

As soon as the words were spoken, the strong men of the Dao Sect in front of the city gate shouted in unison.

Suddenly.

In the sky, there was a terrifying shock resounding, and a stone tablet pierced through the sky.

Like a speedboat gliding in the sea, rolling up gushing waves!

The air wave was emptied, as terrifying as the momentum of a mountain coming from across the sky!

Everyone's expressions changed.

In the void, Chao Xiaojian, who was confronting the head teacher of Daoist sect Zhao Longshi, had endless sword glows floating around him, his brows were slightly frowned, and he could naturally feel that it was Zhao Taifeng who made the move.

Zhao Zhenshi, who confronted Huang Zhihe, was even more delighted.

In front of the city, the strong man of Jianshu Sect had a serious expression on his face.

Holding the rapier in his hand, Wen Ting felt the terrible suffocating oppression contained in the stele.

A look of worry appeared on his face.

The stone tablet came across the sky, pressing towards Fang Lang, like a mountain, trying to suppress Fang Lang under it.

In the sword box behind Fang Lang, the Lianhui sword seemed to feel the stimulation, trembling slightly.

However, the energy on the stele changed suddenly, and suddenly turned into a magic circle, which covered the sky and the sun, as if to seal the world.

The five-element array that Dao Daozong is best at has infinite changes. At this moment, the earth is the main one, and a world of continuous mountains is naturally formed. The magic array at the level of forbidden spells wants to trap Fang Lang!

Because the old Taoist and Fang Lang stood very close, they were also shrouded in this magic circle.

The old monk is wearing cassock, clasped his palms together, his face is peaceful, and there is no wave in the ancient well.

A chant of the Buddha's name.

In an instant, the old monk clenched his fist and punched the smashed stone tablet!

With a punch, every cell in the body is trembling, blood gushes out, and the golden luster rushes into the sky, behind it, it turns into a thousand-handed arhat!

It's as if Arhat punched the world of mountains and mountains!

This is the collision of the top combat forces in the Tang Dynasty!

At this moment, everyone's expressions changed.

Even Fang Lang was surprised. The strength of this old monk is terrifyingly powerful!

In the distance, the young monk who was thrown away by the old monk was flushed with excitement, waving his fists in joy!

A punch collided with a stone tablet, and the collision of Qi, blood and divine sense intertwined!

The strength of Zhao Taifeng, a strong man beyond the realm, was consumed by the blood of the old monk. In the end, the old monk's legs and feet bent slightly, drew a circle on the spot, supported the stone tablet, and smashed it to the ground.

The earth trembled violently, as if the earth was shaking, and the stone tablet more than four meters high fell to the ground, as if it had been pierced into the ground.

"Amitabha, the benefactor of Taifeng, you must forgive others and forgive others."

The old monk folded his palms together and said.

The qi and blood on his body calmed down, like dead wood, inconspicuous.

But it was such an inconspicuous old monk who blocked the blow of transcendence.

hundreds of miles away.

Tongtian Mountain, Dao Mausoleum.

Zhao Taifeng put his hands behind his back, his eyes were deep.

His eyes spanned hundreds of miles, and he saw this old monk, this old monk who was not in a state of detachment, but who forcibly resisted his blow.

Watching the Sea of ​​Buddha is worthy of being a force whose background is not inferior to that of the Dao Sect.

This old monk is only a thin line away from transcendence, or can cross the barrier of transcendence at any time.

Zhao Taifeng didn't continue to attack. With this old monk protecting Fang Lang, it would not be a good thing for the Daoist sect if he provoked the detached existence in the sea of ​​Buddha.

Reminiscent of what the armored man planned.

Zhao Taifeng finally chose not to do anything.

"Fang Lang..."

"Killing so many disciples of the Dao Sect, today's retribution will eventually be paid back."

Zhao Taifeng pursed his lips.

But the sound was like a torrent of bells, traveling hundreds of miles, stirring in the sky above Linjiang City.

In Zhao Taifeng's eyes, Fang Lang's son is weak and pitiful, a mere fourth grade, and even with many means, he doesn't catch him.

As for Fang Lang's talent, although it is good, when he becomes detached, the world...may have changed a lot.

Fang Lang didn't have time to become a transcendent strongman.

In Zhao Taifeng's eyes, anyone who does not enter detachment is vulnerable.

Fang Lang's bloody clothes fluttered, revealing a faint sneer.

"Today's siege ceremony, I, Fang Lang... will remember it."

"He will repay you twice."

Fang Lang brushed off the bloody clothes on his body, and said seriously.

As Zhao Taifeng said, today's persecution will eventually be paid back!

The old monk stretched out his hand like a withered old tree, and pressed it on Fang Lang's shoulder.

"Fang Benefactor, it's not too late, I should be on my way."

The old monk said.

As soon as the words fell, many strong men of Dao Sect wanted to stop them.

However, the old monk turned into a roaring golden dragon with Fang Lang, and his blood surged like a ferocious python passing through the mountains and forests!

The wind and rocks rolled endlessly, stirring up thousands of layers of rubble!

Many strong men of the Dao Sect, who dared to stop them, withdrew their methods one after another, horrified.

This old monk... just what kind of existence is it?

The strength is so strong, I am afraid that it is the top nine in the world, and it is only a line away from transcendence.

No one dares to stop, no one can stop!

in the void.

Zhao Zhenshi, who fought against Huang Zhihe, was extremely unwilling!

What happened this time was all led by him, but now so many disciples died, even An Fan, the most outstanding disciple of the fourth-rank realm, died.

In the end, Fang Lang escaped intact!

"Don't let this son leave like this, Patriarch, please take action!"

Zhao Zhenshi was unwilling.

He called for Zhao Taifeng to take action, but Zhao Taifeng seemed to have scruples in his heart, so he ignored it.

The old monk turned into a real dragon, swept across the official road outside Linjiang City, swept up the cheering little monk, and then disappeared at the end of the horizon.

Countless sword lights hung down, white hair flying towards Xiaojian, with hands behind his back, and a leaf seemed to be lit on the tip of his toes.

In the clouds, Zhao Longshi no longer fought fiercely with Chao Xiaojian, but just let out a long sigh.

Although the patriarch Zhao Taifeng is detached, but... lack of courage, the longer he lives, the more he fears death.

If Fang Lang's son is let go today, it will definitely become a big problem for the Daoist sect.

Huang Zhihe panted like a dragon, and the countless iron swords behind his back turned into a sword hammer, but he laughed loudly.

Today's move is really extremely fun!

Even Huang Zhihe never thought that this battle would end in this way.

The strong man who watched the sea of ​​Buddha actually came to save Fang Lang.

As soon as Huang Zhihe thought about it, there was a lotus wheel sword left by Xuanyuan Taihua stuck in the Buddha Sea, and it should be Xuanyuan Taihua's backhand!

"As expected of Xuanyuan Taihua!"

Huang Zhihe was full of emotions, and the expression in his eyes became more and more appreciative and crazy.

Before the city, the strongmen of Jianshu Sect also breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Ting, Elder Ji and others looked at Fang Lang who had disappeared into the wilderness, and exhaled lightly.

Afterwards, the disciples of Jianshu Sect no longer loved to fight and faded away one after another.

In this battle, I thought that the two sects would fight each other and many disciples would die, but it ended in such a way. For Jianshu sect, it was good news.

Of course, Daozong was furious.

After this battle, the dynasties in which the fourth-rank realm of the Daoist sect was killed is enough to call it a serious injury!

In the city of Linjiang.

Everyone watched, and the common people were silent. They would all remember the young man who killed one person in ten steps on the long street, and turned his white clothes into blood.

But Pavilion Master Wu and the others in Qianfei Pavilion were staring at the young man who broke the situation and left, in a daze.

Pavilion Master Wu even felt a little rejoiced that they had never offended this young man.

The image of the young man walking out of the Qianfei Pavilion on foot, throwing thousands of dollars, blowing up the restaurant, and killing blood into a river, was like an absolute resounding in their hearts.

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Carrier pigeons and kites galloped out of Linjiang City one after another, and flew towards the world of Tang Dynasty in all directions.

The news is like the tide of a great river, and the tide is rolling and surging, flocking to all directions.

Chang'an is shrouded in snow.

Snow falls in the imperial city, glazed gold tiles, covered with a thick layer of white snow.

There is a courtyard in the deep palace, which is evergreen in all seasons and rippling with blue waves.

Fei Yuan spread her wings and fell into the courtyard. A nimble maid took off the letter bag tied to Fei Yuan's feet and took out the letter from it.

In the courtyard and pavilion, there is a figure in the hanging curtain.

Concubine Pei Gui's eyebrows were picturesque, and she couldn't help being surprised after reading the news in the letter.

Jiang Linglong, who was quietly sitting beside her, let out a sigh of relief after listening to the maidservant's report.

"This kid... is really unexpected. He managed to break out of the Dao Sect's siege."

"I intend to ask Pei Liao to rescue him."

Concubine Pei took a sip of hot tea and said with a smile, her every frown and smile seemed to contain the ultimate charm.

The fifth princess on the side also chuckled: "It is indeed an unexpected little guy."

The big stone in Jiang Linglong's heart fell to the ground, and he couldn't help but relax a lot.

Concubine Pei glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Now, can I feel at ease to comprehend the sword intent?"

"With no distracting thoughts in mind, you can better comprehend the sword intent... Ling'er, that little guy Fang Lang has already stepped into the fourth-grade sword artistic conception. If you don't work harder, I'm afraid you will be completely left behind." behind."

Jiang Linglong got up immediately when she heard the words, also a little nervous and urgent: "Ling'er knows."

"Ling'er has grasped the essence of the Sword Intent of the Four Seasons, and she will definitely succeed in comprehending it within a few days."

"Auntie, Fang Lang won't be in danger if he enters the sea of ​​Buddhas, right? I heard that the Taihua Sect Master once defeated all the Buddhas in the sea of ​​Buddhas with a single sword. Will the sea of ​​Buddhas be disadvantageous to Fang Lang?"

Jiang Linglong asked about her worries.

Concubine Pei has not yet answered, but the fifth princess smiled and said: "Sister Ling'er, don't worry, if it is not bad, Master Ciyue from Guanfohai personally took Fang Lang into Guanfohai, it should be for the upcoming "Buddha Pagoda" In the name of foreign aid, Fang Lang participated in the battle for the pagoda."

"The pagoda battle?" Jiang Linglong seemed to have heard of it vaguely, but she didn't know much about it.

"The battle for the pagoda is a rule set by Guanfohai and the monsters and monsters in the world. The juniors below the fourth-rank level will fight each other, and the relocation of the pagoda will be determined according to the outcome."

"This dispute is related to the peace of the Guanfohai Wanli area...it is indeed very important."

"Fang Lang killed An Fan, so the foreign aid quota naturally fell on Fang Lang."

The fifth princess knows many secrets.

"Competing with the geniuses in the world of demons is actually a good opportunity to practice. It is rare for ordinary people to have this opportunity."

"Especially this year's battle for the stupa is very important. It is rumored that the saints of the monster race and the devils of the demon race will fight. Guan Fohai has little hope for this year's battle of the stupa, even if the foreign aid Fang Lang is introduced, It's just out of necessity."

"The saintesses of the monster race and the demon sons of the demon race all have root talents comparable to the most holy bones, and they are even more evil than Xuanyuan Taihua when he was young. If Fang Lang fights against them, his chances of winning are slim."

"As for safety, there is no need to worry about it. There are also top powerhouses who have transcended the realm sitting in the sea of ​​Buddhas. Even if they lose the battle for the stupa, they can retreat unscathed."

Jiang Linglong nodded thoughtfully at the words of the fifth princess, but felt more pressure in her heart.

After all, if Fang Lang goes through the battle of the pagoda, his strength will probably increase considerably, and then she may really be completely thrown off by Fang Lang.

Unknowingly, there was a gap between Fang Lang and her.

Jiang Linglong got up in a hurry, and after taking her leave, she continued to practice hard.

Concubine Pei and the fifth princess looked at each other face to face, and couldn't help but smile at each other.