Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The snow is falling quietly.

In front of the Suzaku Gate, after a brief period of silence, the people and gamblers were boiling.

In these few days of resource competition, the Dao Sect disciples who performed extremely well and crushed all their opponents were crushed by Jian Shu Zong in the decisive battle!

Of course, it’s been a bit overwhelmed. After all, An Fan’s strength has caused Fang Lang and others to use their best. However, because the performance of Li Yuanzhen and other new disciples is indeed crushed, it has caused the disciples of the Dao Sect in the eyes of the people. It was crushed by the disciples of Jianshu Sect.

The court referees entered the arena, gave the Dao Zong disciples a medicine to recover their injuries, and announced the final outcome, announcing the end of this uproarious Qianlong resource war.

An Fan's face was a little pale, and the Dao Sect disciples didn't say much. They lost this battle, and they could only say that they had lost their face.

Especially Li Yuanzhen, his pupils were dilated and his mentality was blown up.

An Fan didn't comfort Li Yuanzhen this time, because he himself needed comfort.

He was defeated by Fang Lang with a fourth-rank 9-dan legal realm, and this blow was much greater than that suffered by Li Yuanzhen.

However, An Fan's mentality was very good, he took a deep look at the extremely weak Fang Lang on the ring.

He remembered this battle in his heart.

This sword will be returned sooner or later.

An Fan took Li Yuanzhen and others out of the ring in front of the Vermilion Bird Gate. The resource war was over. They failed to win the first place. They had to divide half of the resources they obtained to Jian Shuzong, and lost face. It can be said that this In a resource battle, Dao Sect, the top ten sect, suffered a big loss!

However, this loss can only be eaten in silence.

As a genius, An Fan actually knew very well that Nan Yehuo was able to get the Dao Sect's great return pill, and he shot the Holy Emperor during the court meeting. There is definitely something that makes An Fan not dare to dig.

Therefore, he did not dare to call for injustice, maybe... Dao Sect was not injustice at all.

He could only use his method to find a place from Jian Shuzong, but unfortunately he failed.

Therefore, failure belongs to the great sect.

Glory belongs to Jianshu Sect.

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Donglu Yaoque, Donglin Mountain.

Although Chang'an is covered with heavy snow, the Donglin Mountain far to the east is lush and lush.

However, despite the lush greenery, the entire Donglin Mountain was shrouded in silence.

Jianzong of Donglu is located on Donglin Mountain.

The news from Chang'an also shook the entire Donglin Mountain and made the entire Donglu Jianzong turbulent.

Nan Yehuo, the suzerain of the Eastern Lu Jianzong, in the city of Chang'an, the pilgrim emperor took action.

When the elders of the Eastern Lu Jianzong learned this news, they were shocked instantly, and countless disciples were terrified.

A sword flower stretched across mountains and rivers thousands of miles, from Chang'an.

The white-haired, white-clothed Chao Xiaojian fell at the foot of Donglin Mountain.

Looking at the mountain gate of Donglu Jianzong, he smiled faintly.

When Chao Xiaojian appeared, on Donglin Mountain, an elder of the Eastern Lu Jianzong Yujian came out with an ugly face, but did not beg for mercy, but drew his sword towards Chao Xiaojian.

"Chao Xiaojian! Although my Donglu Jianzong committed a serious crime, it was the imperial commission of the court to judge, not you to judge Xiaojian!"

An elder of the Ninth Stage Swordsman screamed loudly.

Holding the green steel sword towards Xiaojian, he was still step by step, slowly walking along the mossy stone steps of Donglu Jianzong.

He raised his head and turned to look in the direction of Chang'an.

"The little guys of Jianshu Sect should be over, right? The resource battle is the first to come, and the resources of the new disciples of Jianshu Sect will be enough for the next three years."

"They won first place, so I will kill one and celebrate for a group of little guys."

Smiling brightly towards Xiaojian.

His hand shook, and a golden token shot out, floating above the sky.

That is the order of the Holy Emperor.

The moment they saw this token, the elders of Jianshu Sect were all discolored, their complexions ugly, and their bodies stiff.

The Holy Emperor actually asked Chao Xiaojian to try Donglu Jianzong? !

"No! This is all done by Nan Yehuo, and it has nothing to do with my Donglu Jianzong! I will have credit for waiting for the Donglu Demon Que!"

One elder spoke.

He curled his lips at Xiaojian: "If you want to blame, please blame Nanye Huo, who told him to provoke me."

"As for Donglu Demon Que... a little demon Que, I carried it towards Xiaojian."

Chao Xiaojian said lightly.

As he climbed the ladder step by step, the whole Donglin Mountain was shaking.

After that, he raised his hand towards the small sword and shook it violently. Above the Donglin Mountain, countless clouds gathered, as if it turned into a big sword with the tip of the sword facing downward!

Chao Xiaojian squeezed abruptly, and the big sword was cut down.

Engulfed the entire Donglin Mountain instantly.

The air waves rushed away in ripples, swayed towards Xiaojian's body, and the faint laughter resounded through the world, pulling out countless afterimages between the world and the earth, rushing into the Donglin Mountain.

On this day, Donglinshan bleeds.

The white-haired sword demon turned towards the small sword and ordered to destroy the sect. The elders of the Donglu Jianzong and other high-grade monks were unwilling to sit and wait for death, and they took a fight, but the end result was that blood flowed down the steps of Donglin Mountain.

The inner sect was destroyed. As for the practitioners of the outer sect of the Eastern Lu Jianzong, if Chao Xiaojian did not kill them, they were dismissed.

On this day, the whole world was shaking.

Since then, Jianzong of Donglu has been removed from the Tang Dynasty.

The fierce name of the White-haired Sword Demon Chao Xiaojian resounded throughout the world again.

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The blood flowed all over the floor, and the rich blood couldn't spread.

Donglin Peak, Feijian Peak.

Chao Xiaojian was sitting on a piece of bluestone, his clothes dyed red, and looking at the hot sun rising in the sea of ​​clouds, his white hair was slowly drifting in the breeze.

Around him, the bodies of the elders of Donglu Jianzong fell across the ground.

He stood up, stretched his waist, stood up towards Xiaojian Yujian, headed towards Donglu Demon Que, rushed into Demon Que, and frightened the strong in the world of monsters.

Chao Xiaojian ordered to destroy the sect and took over the resources of Donglu Jianzong for these years, but correspondingly, the task of resisting the Donglu demon fault fell on Jianshu Sect and his Chao Xiaojian’s Body.

Although Donglu Yaoque will become a weak point in a short time, there is little problem with Chao Xiaojian.

Chao Xiaojian took out his own green steel sword full of cracks and inserted it in front of Donglu Demon Que, blocking it with a sword.

Within the Donglu Demon Que, the force of the collision between the two worlds was spreading, and there was a powerful aura permeating, but he did not dare to make too many changes, and gradually retreated.

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He sneered at Xiaojian.

Afterwards, after leaving the Donglu Demon Que, a touch of sword energy gushed out from his lungs, leading him to escape into the sea of ​​clouds, turning into streamer, as if torn the mountains and rivers with a sword.

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Chao Xiaojian returned to Chang'an City.

After receiving the news that Fang Lang and others had won the decisive battle against resources, Xiaojian smiled freely.

Today is the birthday celebration of the Holy Emperor. Although Shangshu Zhou Yiyuan of the Ministry of Rites died, Father Gao personally took over the unfinished preparations for Zhou Yuan and held a banquet in the palace.

This night banquet invited the strong from various sects. The hall was crowded with people and the atmosphere was lively. Everyone was chatting and laughing.

Although a lot of things happened in this resource war, no one talked about it at this banquet.

The disciples of the Dao Sect and the strong leader who led the team left early and never attended this banquet.

Fang Lang sitting at the table, drinking wine, eating food, enjoying singing and dancing performances, and listening to the music of silk, bamboo and piano, but he did not have a few flavors.

However, Fang Lang was rather low-key during the banquet compared to the arrogance on the ring.

At this moment, Fang Lang was full of thoughts about what his cheap master had entrusted.

Go to Maizong to pull the dead lotus sword, to watch the Buddha's altitude lotus wheel sword, go to the Dao Zong to pull the lotus back sword.

Chao Xiaojian didn't know when he came over, full of alcohol, and looked as if he was drunk, and he pulled Wen Ting who only drank wolfberry tea even at the night banquet.

However, both Fang Lang and Wen Ting knew that with Chao Xiaojian's cultivation base, the wine in the world could not make him drunk.

"The prodigal son, you should be thinking about drawing the sword? Your kid pulled the lotus sword in the Sword Shu Sect. I knew it was tricky. The senior sister in charge told me that the person who would draw this sword It's Wen Ting, I have been following this guy, but in the end, you were killed halfway through."

Chao Xiaojian was licentious, lying on his side, drinking a sip, said.

"It's this matter, and it's time to set off to draw the three swords. I always feel that the situation in Chang'an is not right. A big storm is brewing. The senior sister in charge has to let her return quickly, and only draw the remaining three swords. The reincarnation of life and death gathers together, arousing the spiritual thoughts of the senior sister in charge, so that she can lead her to return."

Smashed his mouth towards Xiaojian.

"Tomorrow, I will take you back to Luojiang City, so that you can see your father. After all, this trip to the Three Sects, life and death is unknown. In this world, there are many people who do not want the return of the head master."

"If your kid is afraid, stay in Luojiang City. If you are not afraid, take a walk and see the style of the top three sects of the world's top ten sects."

He patted Fang Lang on the shoulder towards Xiaojian and said.

"Boy, are you afraid?"

Fang Lang couldn't help smiling when he heard the words. He was afraid of nature.

If Xuanyuan Taihua returned to the world of Datang, then Fang Lang would be considered a figure holding his thigh, and he would be considered a first-class and difficult existence in the entire world of Datang.

After all, as the only disciple of Taihua Jianxian, who would dare to provoke him easily.

That way, Fang Lang would be able to devote himself to practice wholeheartedly. As for binding geniuses, he can also bind whoever he wants.

Therefore, drawing three swords to let Xuanyuan Taihua return has a lot of benefits for Fang Lang.

"Ding!"

"Target task triggered."

"The road of cultivation is long, how can you not have a backing? Go to the three sects to draw three swords, and for each sword you get, you will get the [Silver Bonus Egg], and if you bring Xuanyuan Taihua back, you will get the [Golden Bonus Egg]."

The system prompt popped up and echoed in Fang Lang's mind.

After a glance, Fang Lang's smile became brighter.

After all, he originally planned to go to Three Sects, and now he has this reward, which makes Fang Lang even more motivated.

However, Fang Lang also understood that even the system tasks had come out, which showed that this task... definitely not easy!

However, facing Chao Xiaojian's inquiry.

Fang Lang raised his glass and drank it all in one fell swoop: "Afraid? What's so scary?"

"Master left the country alone and wandered in the world of demons. As a disciple of Master, I presume to bring her back."

"This is my unshirkable responsibility as a disciple!"

Fang Lang said.

Of course he wasn't rewarded for this rare golden reward egg, he simply felt sorry for us, the cheap master who has been wandering in a foreign land for ten years.

Hearing this to Xiaojian, the drunkenness in his eyes was gone, and he took a deep look at Fang Lang, and there was a continuous surging of complex colors in his eyes.

The disciple of Master Sister...confiscate wrong.

It is indeed much more reliable than Wen Ting.

Everything is silent, holding Fang Lang towards the small sword, clinking glasses and drinking.

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In the palace, night banquets are held, full of enthusiasm.

Compared with the heat of the night banquet, inside the palace of the imperial city, it was quiet and desolate.

Vaguely, it seemed that the sound of silk and bamboo from the other side of the imperial city could be heard, and the oil lamp was dim, making it difficult to see the figure.

The third prince, Li Liancheng, faded away, dressed in plain clothes, kneeling quietly on the futon.

He raised his head calmly, and a strand of hair fell from his forehead. He looked at the other end of the noisy palace, and seemed to be able to see the drunken fans.

He gently rubbed a small dagger in his hand.

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and a little **** with his head drooping and unable to see his face walked towards him.

Soon, he came to the house where the third prince Li Liancheng was.

"His Royal Highness... are all ready."

The little **** said.

Li Liancheng stopped rubbing the dagger, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

He recalled the death of the eldest prince Li Tianlin, who had always frightened him.

He couldn't help being shrouded in haze and fear. He was in a daze, as if he saw the corpse of his elder brother Li Tianlin being enveloped by the iron law, swallowing it like a juice...

I couldn't stop shaking all over.

He also saw the iron law on Fang Lang's head, shooting Nanye Fire with one arrow.

Li Liancheng's heart throbbed, closed his eyes, opened his eyes slowly for a long time, and exhaled a suffocating breath.

"Fang Lang..."

Thinking of this name ~www.ltnovel.com~ Li Liancheng's eyes flashed with a complex color.

In the end, everything turned into a murderous intent.

After the killing intent was reduced, Li Liancheng changed into the clothes of an eunuch. He couldn't stay in this cold palace.

"His Royal Highness, this is a Talisman of the Great Dao Zong powerhouse. His Royal Highness awakens with blood and can disguise the identity of His Highness."

"The one-time space art formation is also ready, the target is the demon of the Western Regions."

"well."

Li Liancheng took a seat in the eunuch's costume, walked out of the cold palace, and glanced back at the lively imperial city.

Turn around and walk away.

And cold palace.

The figure of the third prince Li Liancheng, still sitting quietly on the futon, faintly watched the Hua Dengchu come on, and Yue Hua was cold.