Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The next day.

The weather is fine, Chang'an in the deep winter, it is rare not to snow.

There is no never-ending feast.

The holy emperor’s birthday celebration finally came to an end. The resource war was over, and the disciples gathered in Chang'an were all ready to set off to return to the sects to continue their practice.

This time the resource war was a huge impact for the new disciples. Many arrogant generations have been severely beaten by the reality, understand that the resources are hard-won, and will cherish the resources for practice more and work hard.

Outside Chang'an city.

When the wind blows, the stubborn grass on both sides of the official road is swaying, and the cold wind is blowing in from between the sleeves, bringing a biting chill.

Fang Lang, Ni Wen, and Liu Bubai were all from Luojiang City. Therefore, Chao Xiaojian asked them to return to Luojiang City together, as they were visiting relatives after a month of goodbye.

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Jiang Linglong still stayed at Prince Wu's Mansion, while her brother Shu Yuehua returned to Jian Shuzong ahead of time.

Rising towards Xiaojian Yujian, engulfing everyone, turning into streamers, and swiftly heading towards Luojiang City, Chang'an City is getting smaller and smaller underfoot, and finally turned into a small spot, disappearing.

Luojiang City.

It never snowed, but it was raining in winter, like an ink painting.

The sword light tore through the sky and fell in front of Luojiang City.

On the tower of Luojiang City, the guards of the city were horrified and hurried to salute them respectfully. As guards of the city, they were all discerning. They came towards the small sword and the sword, not the kind of flying sword produced by major commercial firms. It is a solid iron sword.

That is a powerful ability!

The city gate opened, smiled at Xiaojian, and went into the city.

"You go home separately, have a good chat with your family, and leave tomorrow."

Chao Xiaojian said.

Fang Lang, Ni Wen, and Liu Bubai all bowed their heads, then the three of them dispersed and walked on the familiar main street of Luojiang City.

Holding his hand toward Xiaojian, a seat of white hair was flying, and the drizzle rained down, twisting everything around him.

"Wen Ting, follow me to a place."

Shouted to Xiaojian Wen Ting who was planning to visit Dean Cui.

Wen Ting took a sip of wolfberry tea and was slightly startled.

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"Dangdangdang!"

In the blacksmith's shop in Luojiang City, the sound of hammer beating rang out endlessly.

The stove fired, sparks splashed everywhere, and the thick molten iron poured out the sound of "chichi" steaming.

The old man was wearing thin clothes, holding a hammer, and constantly beating, with a few strands of white hair hanging down from his forehead.

Outside the blacksmith's shop, the wind and rain were harsh, and the blowing of the blacksmith's cloth cards were constantly hunting and hunting, like the thunder that resounded from time to time behind a cloud.

The sound of footsteps dripping with water soon came from outside the house.

Two silhouettes stepped into the house, the old man's strike of iron, then the wrinkles on his face piled up: "There is nothing to greet you, find a place to sit."

"Old man, this shabby blacksmith's shop, it is rare to have so many regular customers."

Looking at the old man towards Xiaojian and Wen Ting, he smiled and folded his hands: "Old Huang is polite."

The old man stopped sitting together, turned around to look at Wen Ting, and looked at the rapier that Wen Ting wore around his waist, the rapier that was once trapped in the scabbard like a beast, and now it’s much more peaceful. gas.

The old man glanced at Wen Ting and found that in addition to being weak, Wen Ting was much better than before.

"As expected of Xuanyuan Taihua..."

The old man said with emotion.

"Unexpectedly, it can turn the decay into a miracle, and let Wen Ting, who is mortal with the sword, live forever. Everything is within his calculations and expectations."

"It deserves to be the first sword fairy of the Tang Dynasty for more than two hundred years."

"You two came to see the old man this time, why?"

The old man took the dirty cloth towel, wiped his hands, staggered to the rocking chair, sat down, and asked calmly.

"Wen Ting, your kid still owes a lot of money to the old man, but the little friend Fang Lang paid it back for you, so I'll turn it over for the time being."

Wen Ting smiled awkwardly.

He asked Fang Lang to come over with the Liansheng sword, isn't that also paying off the debt?

Looking for a chair towards Xiaojian, sitting down, looked at the old man, and said, "Youzhou Demon Que, the senior sister in charge has appeared."

"Tear the barriers of the two worlds, this world, from the side of the monster world, look at the Tang Dynasty."

"Because Fang Lang's kid inspired a touch of spiritual thought hidden in the Liansheng Sword by Senior Sister."

At Xiaojian's words, the lazy old man slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes flickered: "I'll just say it, how could Taihua Sword Immortal fall silently?"

"This matter is gratifying and congratulating."

"However, what does this have to do with you looking for an old man?"

The old man's voice was hoarse and said lightly.

Wen Ting drank a sip of Chinese wolfberry wine. He understood Chao Xiaojian's plan.

However, it is true that in this world, there is nothing more suitable for escorting Fang Lang to draw the sword than the old man in front of him.

It's just that Wen Ting was quite surprised that Chao Xiaojian actually hit the abacus on Xu Lao.

But can you tell me something?

Wen Ting sipped the wolfberry tea and smiled.

The wind and rain outside the house.

Inside the room, discussions were endless.

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Fangjiafang City.

After Fang Lang became the champion, the reputation of Fangjiafang City has long been opened. Now this Fang City is extremely lively and crowded.

The Fang family has a champion, and this incident has already caused a sensation throughout Luojiang City.

Lao Fang also became a celebrity in Luojiang City.

Fangjiafang's business has risen a lot because of this.

Fang Lang walked in a familiar street with a white robe and a sword box on his back. Instead of going to Fangjiafang City, he walked and wandered the streets of Luojiang City.

From time to time, he bought some snacks and looked at some small objects. Since he came to this world, Fang Lang has been immersed in his practice, but he lacks understanding of some foreign objects.

As we walked, we still came to Fangjiafang City. The guys saw Fang Lang, and those who were familiar with Fang Lang were startled. Then they rubbed their eyes in disbelief, screamed, and said, "Master came back!"

"The number one scholar is back!"

All of a sudden, within the market, it instantly boiled like boiling water.

The Lao Fang was calculating the accounts in the account, and heard the howling outside the house, he quickly put down his pen and walked out of the account.

I saw Fang Lang surrounded by people in the center, a group of guys, some people, and some familiar businessmen and friends surrounding Fang Lang and asking endlessly.

Fang Lang didn't put on any airs, and responded with a smile, chatting some interesting things.

Fang Lang seemed to have sensed Lao Fang, raised his head and looked over, then nodded with a smile.

The smile on Lao Fang's face suddenly bloomed, and he immediately called his buddy, and asked him to go to Fang's restaurant to prepare a private table and prepare the best table of wine and food!

Father is happy when the son returns home!

Lao Fang squeezed into the crowd and picked up Fang Lang who was besieged in it.

"You kid, I won't write a letter to tell me in advance when I return to Luojiang City."

Lao Fang said with a smile.

"The resource war is over. Suddenly there is an opportunity to go home to visit relatives. I didn't expect it either."

Fang Lang couldn't help it.

The father and son were walking and chatting in the city. From time to time, merchants asked the Lao Fang, his son came back?

Lao Fang also smiled and nodded in response to them.

The two walked to the restaurant, boarded the restaurant, and they had prepared food and wine.

Lao Fang asked Fang Lang to sit down. At this table, Lao Fang did not invite others or entertain the guests. It was the father and son eating together.

Enjoy a rare gathering.

It is said that there is no Jiazi in cultivation, and the old man thought that Fang Lang entered the Jianshu Sect cultivation, and it was difficult to return home every ten or eight years.

"If you encounter any confusion or bottlenecks in your practice, don't worry, don't be upset, come home more, and dad accompany you to drink and drink, maybe you will realize it?"

Lao Fang said with a smile, and kept picking Fang Lang with vegetables.

The Lao Fang also asked some Fang Lang's next plans.

Fang Lang didn't hide it. He told Lao Fang that he had recognized the first female sword fairy of the Tang Dynasty as the master.

The Lao Fang was just amazed.

Of course, the Lao Fang was more worried about the safety of Fang Lang's entry into the Three Sects, and asked Fang Lang to be careful.

"It really doesn't work. If it's really too dangerous, go back to Luojiang City. Dad doesn't have anything else, but our business is now growing. If you come back, you will inherit the Bajofang City, five restaurants, and ten thousand acres of fertile land. Worry is absolutely no problem!"

"Our family is now the richest man in Luojiang City!"

Lao Fang said with a smile.

Fang Lang couldn't help laughing for a while when he heard the words that were familiar to kill fighting spirit. Sure enough, Lao Fang, as always, was the biggest obstacle to his practice!

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Demon Que of the Western Regions.

On the platform of the teleportation array before the demon, the light circulated and the space fluctuated violently.

Afterwards, a figure in the eunuch's suit emerged.

Above the demon, Ashin Mountain was dressed in armor, watching the figure walking out of the teleportation platform, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Your Highness."

The **** raised his head, and suddenly it was the third prince Li Liancheng, who had changed his status through the Dao Zonglishi Fulu.

"Uncle Nangshan." The third prince Li Liancheng looked at Asilaoshan, and finally fell.

Although the mother concubine of the three princes is not a foreign race, she has a very good relationship with Ashinuo Mountain, which is why the three princes can get the support of most foreign races.

"The matter in Chang'an, the minister already knows."

Asilao Shanzuo said: "His Majesty was entrapped, but his Majesty still punishes His Majesty, which is really puzzling, and it is only natural for His Highness to refuse to accept it."

"This son of Fang Lang has repeatedly injured the prince, but the Holy Emperor not only never punishes him, but even ignores it, why? Because this son can pull out the lotus life, which means that it is also possible to pull out the lotus death, lotus wheel, and lotus back three swords. , To lead the return of the Taihua Sword Fairy from the Demon World."

"And the return of Taihua Sword Fairy, who is the biggest beneficiary? Has Your Highness ever thought about it?"

The two walked between the demon ques, asking and answering questions.

The yellow sand slowly danced, and the environment of the demon in the Western Regions was already extremely bad.

Wearing armour, Ashin Mountain raised his hand far away and pointed towards Chang'an, saying: "His Royal Highness still remembers how much uproar was caused by the turmoil in Chang'an, but one person never appeared. This person appeared arrogantly when I kowtowed on the Vermilion Bird Gate with my blood, but why didn't this person appear under such a major event as Nan Yehuo assassinating the Holy Emperor?!"

A breath of horror suddenly burst out from the burly body of Asilao Mountain.

The third prince Li Liancheng had just faded away from the eunuch's robe, but he did not expect that Ashinuoshan would discuss such secrets with him.

And thinking about it carefully, Li Liancheng's eyes were also tightening.

Asilaoshan looked at the three princes, his eyes were very deep, and what he said was shocking, as if thunder fell from nine days!

"Holy Emperor... something may have happened."

"The reason why your Royal Highness feels wronged is because the Holy Emperor... is no longer the Holy Emperor!"

Li Liancheng trembled all over his body when he heard the words. He only felt a chill spread from the soles of his feet.

The Holy Emperor is not the Holy Emperor... is it possible? !

Asilao’s eyes were extremely deep: "The Jiedu envoy system was originally agreed to by the Holy Emperor ten years ago, but now, the Jiedu envoy system is invalidated only because of Fang Lang’s words, why? "

"There was also the dispute between the prince and the prince. This was established by the holy emperor ten years ago. The eldest prince fought with his highness for ten years. In the end, the eldest prince died tragically, while the third prince was only wronged, but still beaten Leng Gong, the prince's dispute has become a joke...Why? Doesn't Datang need a prince?"

"Because... the Holy Emperor is no longer the Holy Emperor."

Asilaoshan's words made the third prince Li Liancheng seem to have discovered a big secret, shaking his whole body: "General Nangshan, then...what should I do?"

After thinking about all these things carefully, Li Liancheng did feel that it was very strange~www.ltnovel.com~ For ten years, the holy emperor had a hazy face. In ten years, the holy emperor had never had too much intimate contact with their princes...

The so-called dispute between the crown prince is also reduced to a joke.

Also, Fang Lang stabbed him with Li Liancheng's Three Swords, but the Holy Emperor was actually scolding him!

Everything is now connected in series in Li Liancheng's mind!

Like thunder flashed through the night!

Asilao Shan took a deep breath, his burly body stood on the top of the demon, his eyes gleamed with a unique meaning, and a powerful spiritual thought spread out, seeming to hit Li Liancheng in the sea of ​​knowledge. Boulders with huge waves.

He said solemnly: "The injustices that His Highness has encountered are indeed the same."

"I can't let Fang Lang pull out the other three swords."

"Also, I need your Highness... to save the Holy Emperor!"

"Return a truth to Datang, and a fairness to your Highness!"