Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　 The barriers of the two worlds are cracked across, and extremely powerful energy fluctuations swept across.

　　 Fang Lang, led by Master Ciyue, left the world of demons and returned to the Sea of ​​Guanfo.

　　 On the martial arts arena, a number of monks sat cross-legged, and they also got news about the dispute over the pagoda that had just ended.

Regarding the battle for the pagoda, every monk who watches the Buddha Sea pays great attention to it. After all, once the Buddha Sea is defeated in the battle for the pagoda, they will have to face the second family of demons and the sea monster. Que's offensive, when the time comes, every monk will have to face war.

　　If there is war, there will be dead people.

　　 Therefore, Fang Lang helped Guanfohai win this crucial battle for pagodas and prevented the war. For the saints who watched the Buddhahai, it is a kind of supreme merit.

　　 Therefore, these monks gathered here to welcome Fang Lang and send Fang Lang the highest level of gratitude.

　　 The two monks Fajue and Fahe also laughed happily.

　　 This day is a happy event for the view of the Buddha Sea.

　　 Fang Lang smiled. This time he was invited to the pagoda battle. However, Fang Lang also gained a lot in this pagoda battle.

　　 is bound to the demon saint Bai Ling and the demon demon Chi Yun, not only the system has been upgraded, but his own strength has also been improved.

　　 Today's Fang Lang, if he completely shares the power of his fetters, the strength he can explode can even surpass the fifth rank and approach the sixth rank.

After all, Demon Chiyun broke through to the fifth rank in battle, and the demon saint Bai Ling is also preparing to break into the fifth rank. With their talents and roots, they are beginning to enter the fifth rank, and when it comes to combat effectiveness, they are against the ordinary sixth rank. , There wasn't even any problem, and Fang Lang could feel the speed of Demon Zi Chiyun's cultivation base, it was terrifying fast.

　　 And the stronger they are, the stronger Fang Lang is.

　　Fang Lang actually learned a little about the strength division of the upper four ranks from Wen Ting. The upper four ranks are the process of nurturing and improving the meaning, and the gap between the strengths does exist, but it will not be too big.

　　 is like Wen Ting, ten years of accumulation of a sword, ten years of cultivation base has not made progress, but after the outbreak of swordsmanship, after the idea of ​​mastery, the cultivation base soared, comparable to the 7th and even the 8th rank powerhouse.

　　 And at the beginning, the sword-raising technique has reached the point where it can assassinate the ninth rank powerhouse.

　　 The real power gap actually lies in the span between Rank 9 and Beyond.

　　Master Ciyue kept his promise. He led Fang Lang slowly among the ancient temples that watched the Buddha Sea. One after another, the ancient temples seemed to be located in the sea of ​​clouds. The sea of ​​clouds was ethereal, like a vast ocean.

　　 Among the many ancient temples, there is golden light blooming, dazzling, like the sunset glow in the evening, reflecting the entire sky, like a Buddha, located between the heaven and the earth.

　　Perhaps, this is the origin of the name of Guanfohai.

　　 And between this ancient temple, Master Ciyue stood, erected in front of him with one hand, one hand pointed forward, and said: "The lotus wheel sword falls there."

Fang Lang raised his eyes and looked, he could feel a bright sword intent, tearing out from the sea of ​​clouds, as if to tear the sky to pieces, in a vaguely, that sword intent seemed to bloom quietly, slowly blooming into A lotus flower.

　　 "Lotus wheel sword."

　　 Fang Lang murmured.

　　 His body is standing straight, and a gust of wind blows in, making the white shirt tightly close to his body.

　　 "Rensheng, Renhui, the current lotus wheel..."

　　 The four swords of the reincarnation of life and death were left by Xuanyuan Taihua, like clues left behind, and like a certain summoning ceremony.

　　 Fang Lang was in a daze, feeling as if he was approaching a certain truth step by step, trying to uncover a certain truth.

　　Four swords converge into one, can it really summon Xuanyuan Taihua back?

　　 Now, as Fang Lang's contacts increase, he vaguely feels that he is in a mysterious and complicated chess game.

　　 Fang Lang no longer thinks about these things, the little people have the way of the little people.

　　 Today, he is just a small person to those who are superior in the transcendent realm.

　　 Under the leadership of Master Ciyue, the two walked through the deep bluestone road in the forest, past one after another ancient temples covered with moss.

　　 The world is quiet, and there seems to be Buddha's sound to render everything.

　　 Fang Lang glanced at the ancient temples, and his heart was a little quiet.

　　 Viewing the Buddha Sea does have the effect of meditation. As he walked, Fang Lang actually felt that the impetuous power in his body began to calm down, and even slightly improved.

　　 Master Ciyue took a deep look at Fang Lang.

　　 "The donor Fang has a destiny with me in Buddhism."

　　 "Unfortunately, Fang's benefactor is a disciple of the Taihua sword fairy. Otherwise, entering my Buddhism will make me enjoy the Buddha Sea."

　　 The words of Master Ciyue were full of regrets.

　　 Fang Lang smiled and said nothing.

　　 The bamboo forest is long, and the rustling bamboo sea churned, making Fang Lang's heart quieter.

　　 "This is the ancient temple with the lotus wheel sword, and it is also the center of the sea of ​​Buddha..."

　　 Master Ciyue said.

After that, I pushed open the door of the ancient temple, and the eyes were densely packed swords. Every sword was stuck on the ground. Some were rusty, some cracked, and some were still shining brightly. However, many swords stuck on the ground guarded each other. In the center of the sword, a floating sword is very strange, this is the lotus wheel sword.

　　 There are many monks sitting cross-legged on the ground, surrounding the lotus wheel sword, and they are enlightening.

　　The cultivation base of these monks is not weak, and they are basically in the upper fourth stage.

　　 They are all comprehending the meaning contained in the lotus wheel sword.

　　Although the lotus wheel sword does not contain Buddhism, the power of the sword intent is also of great help to Buddhist disciples.

　　 "This is the disciple of the Taihua Sword Immortal, he was specially ordered by his teacher to take back the lotus wheel sword."

　　 Master Ciyue said.

　　 The words fell, and the monks who were enlightening all stood up, recited the Buddha's name, and gave up their positions to Fang Lang.

　　 Every monk has respect for Xuanyuan Taihua in his eyes.

　　 "Fang donor, please."

　　 "The matter of drawing the sword depends on fate. I Buddha also pays attention to a fate. If the donor can take the lotus wheel sword, I will naturally not hinder the view of the Buddha."

　　 Master Ciyue said.

　　 Fang Lang nodded.

　　 Afterwards, Master Ciyue's body became blurred and turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

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　　 When it reappears, it will be on the top of an ancient temple churning across the sea of ​​clouds.

　　Master Ciyue respectfully bowed to an old monk standing on the top of the ancient temple: "Buddha."

　　 "Now that the Tang Dynasty is in chaos, Ashin Mountain has rebelled in the name of the three princes. The army has begun to crush the border and even break through several cities in the Tang Dynasty."

　　 "All of this is related to the iron law in Chang'an."

　　 "The holy emperor is in charge of the iron law, suppressing the many extraordinary things in the Datang world, and now, Asilaoshan has teamed up with extraordinary powerhouses to break the holy emperor's rule... the troubled times are coming."

　　 "If this son can really summon Xuanyuan Taihua back, it might be a good thing for this world."

"However, the lotus wheel sword is so good. What is really rare is the lotus death sword inserted on the Maizong. Moreover, if Fang Lang pulls the lotus wheel sword away, he has already got three swords, and the last one, Ashin Shan Waiting for the rebels is absolutely impossible for Fang Lang to succeed."

　　 The Buddha slowly opened his mouth and said.

　　Master Ciyue fell into silence and didn't say anything.

　　 He is not stupid, he naturally understands that the fight for the last lotus sword is the key.

　　 Many people hope that Xuanyuan Taihua can return, but there are also many people who do not want Xuanyuan Taihua to return.

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　　 In the ancient temple, the lotus wheel sword is suspended quietly, not inserted in the ground, but suspended, with the tip of the sword hanging down from the ground, an inch apart from the ground.

　　 And the ground around the lotus wheel sword is cut into a blooming lotus by countless sword energy.

　　The densely packed sword marks are a bit shocking, and the swords inserted in the ground around seem to guard this lotus flower.

　　 The monks around the ancient temple all walked away, or suspended, or stood on the big tree, or looked at the square waves in the field.

　　 Many monks felt unhappy that Fang Lang wanted to pull out the lotus wheel sword.

　　 After all, many of them have realized a lot of Xuanyuan Taihua's meaning in the lotus wheel sword, and they have also taken advantage of this sword intent to reach a higher level.

　　 However, even the Buddha had never stopped Fang Lang, and they naturally wouldn't try to stop him arbitrarily.

　　 As to whether Fang Lang can draw his sword, most monks have no doubts.

　　 Because Fang Lang has acquired two Xuanyuan Taihua swords, one is Liansheng and the other is Lianhui.

　　 Therefore, for the lotus wheel sword, no one thinks Fang Lang will fail.

　　Many monks just feel regret, and regret that it will be difficult for them to have a sword to help them realize their enlightenment.

　　Fang Lang finally took a step under the eyes of everyone.

　　 For this third sword, Fang Lang's heart was also a little excited, and he was finally about to draw the sword. With the third sword in his hand, he was one step closer to Xuanyuan Taihua's return.

　　 Maybe, the truth that has been shrouded will be revealed.

　　 What happened to Iron Law?

　　 What the **** is going on with the holy emperor.

　　 Xuanyuan Taihua absolutely knew all of this.

　　Lotus wheel sword, located in this ancient temple in the center of the Buddha Sea, seems to be inserted in the center of the Buddha Sea.

Many monks have tried to enlighten. The closer they are to the lotus chakra, the more they feel oppressed. So far, apart from the Buddha and Master Ciyue, there are basically no monks who can get close to the lotus chakra. .

　　 Therefore, Fang Lang came to draw the sword, which also attracted too many people's attention.

　　 On the big tree outside the ancient temple.

　　 Fahe and the monk Fajue are floating on the dead leaves.

　　 "Brother Fahe, do you think Fang Donor can pull out the lotus wheel sword?"

　　 "It is said that this lotus wheel sword contains a unique sense of time sword. The closer you get, you will feel the backflow of time, and you will even be addicted to the past time and years. It is difficult to extricate yourself."

　　 Fajue monk murmured endlessly.

　　 The monk Fahe was calm, expressionless, and nodded solemnly.

　　The way to talk to you is not to speak, you just let it go.

　　 Fajue talked for a while, but also felt bored, his eyes fell into the ancient temple, and his eyes began to lighten up gradually.

　　 Fajue is really curious, how Fang Lang should pull out this lotus wheel sword.

　　How can Fang Lang draw this sword that countless monks in the Buddha Sea cannot pull away?

　　 Is it possible to become a disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua and be able to do whatever he wants?

　　 However, soon, Monk Fajue's expression suddenly changed.

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　　 Fang Lang felt the sword intent in the air, and he slowly stepped forward, his robe hunting in no wind.

　　 All that echoed between the heavens and the earth were clear sword chants.

　　In Fang Lang's eyes, the lotus wheel sword seemed to incarnate into a blooming lotus.

　　 Closing his eyes, Fang Lang felt that the lotus wheel sword was like a brilliant scorching sun, and the sword intent was like the sun scattered.

　　 Under the shining rays of sunlight, Fang Lang felt that he was becoming immature and immature...

　　 This is the power to turn back time.

　　 Fang Lang's heart was slightly startled, but Gu Jing Wubo, he began to mobilize his own time and sword intent.

　　 With the surge of sword intent over time, it seems that there is gurgling water around him.

　　 Then, Fang Lang stretched out his hand and pointed it at the lotus wheel sword.

　　 The time sword intent that Fang Lang comprehend was like a fatal temptation, attracting the lotus wheel sword.

　　 Jingle, Jingle...

　　The swords inserted around the lotus wheel sword began to tremble and tremble constantly, and then, one after another, they floated from the ground, floated in the air, and clanged.

　　 And Fang Lang raised his hand and moved towards the lotus wheel sword.

　　The lotus wheel sword is like a shy little girl. Under the guard of many suspended iron swords, it is like a clear stream, breaking through the muddy muddy water, slowly flowing towards Fanglang.

　　 Finally, Fang Lang held it in his hand.

　　The lotus wheel sword was held by Fang Lang, the sword body trembled lightly, and even a crisp sword chant, as if it had returned to its proper position.

　　 The Liansheng and Lianhuijian in the sword box on Fang Lang's back also tremblingly responded. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 hum...

　　 An invisible sword wave spread, and then, the floating sword fell back to the ground again, and reinserted it back into the ground.

　　 The monks around were shocked.

　　 This is... Pulled out?

　　 Most monks have guessed that Fang Lang can draw the sword, but never thought that the way Fang Lang draws the sword is... so easy and freehand.

　　 seems to be recalling the milk cat in captivity.

　　 And Fang Lang held the lotus wheel sword, the sword energy contained in the sword, and the sword intent, seemed to trickle into Fang Lang's body, Fang Lang's meridians.

　　 The time sword intent in Fang Lang's dantian seemed to be smudged, and it changed vaguely.

　　 Fang Lang’s Qi machine began to soar, and his understanding of sword intent was soaring, helping him to perfect the time in sword intent!

　　Outside the ancient temple.

Stepping on the dead leaves, the monk Fajue suspended on the tree, saw Fang Lang wave his hand gently, that rare lotus wheel sword, even the lotus wheel sword that many monks can't even get close, is like a baby swallow returning to its nest Generally pounced on Fang Lang.

　　 Fajue covered his face, feeling that he still underestimated Fang Lang.

　　 Sure enough, as a disciple of Taihua Sword Fairy, I can do whatever he wants.

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