Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

the next day.

The sky is fine, Chang'an in the deep winter, it is rare that there is no heavy snow.

There is no never-ending feast.

After all, the celebration of the Holy Emperor's birthday came to an end, the resource war was over, and the disciples gathered in Chang'an were all ready to return to the various sects and continue to practice.

This time the resource war is a huge shock to the new disciples. Many people who are proud and arrogant have been beaten in reality. When they understand the hard-won resources, they will cherish the resources of practice even more and work hard to practice.

Outside Chang'an City.

With the wind blowing, the tenacious withered grass on both sides of the official road swayed non-stop, and the cold wind blew in from the sleeve pockets, bringing a biting chill.

Fang Lang, Ni Wen, and Liu Bubai are all from Luojiang City, so Chao Xiaojian asked them to go back to Luojiang City together as a visit to relatives after a long absence of a month.

Jiang Linglong remained in Prince Wu's Mansion, while Ge Shu Yuehua returned to Jianshu Sect ahead of schedule.

Chao Xiaojian rises with the sword, envelops the crowd, turns into a stream of light, and flies towards Luojiang City. Chang'an City is getting smaller and smaller under his feet, and finally turns into a small dot, disappearing.

Luojiang City.

It never snowed, but there was continuous winter rain, like an ink painting.

Jian Guang tore through the sky and landed in front of Luojiang City.

On the tower of Luojiang City, the soldiers guarding the city were horrified, and hurriedly saluted. As the guards of the city, they all have eyesight, and they came towards Xiaojian to guard the sword. It is a solid iron sword.

That is a powerful skill!

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

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

Said to Xiaojian.

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

With his hands behind his back towards Xiaojian, his white hair flew up, and the drizzle fell, twisting everything around him.

"Wen Ting, go somewhere with me."

Chao Xiaojian shouted to stop Wen Ting, who was going to visit Dean Cui.

Wen Ting took a sip of wolfberry tea, slightly startled.

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"Dang Dang Dang!"

In the blacksmith shop in Luojiang City, the sound of hammers beating resounded endlessly.

The stove was fired, sparks splashed everywhere, and the rich molten iron poured, making the sound of "chi chi" steaming.

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

Outside the blacksmith's shop, the wind and rain were severe, and the cloth signs of the blacksmith's shop were constantly buzzing, like thunder resounding from time to time behind the clouds.

The sound of footsteps and running water soon came from outside the house.

Two figures stepped into the house, the old man stopped for a while, and then the wrinkles on his face piled up: "There is nothing to greet you, find a place to sit by yourself."

"It's rare for this old man to have so many regular customers in this dilapidated blacksmith's shop."

Chao Xiaojian and Wen Ting looked at the old man, smiled and cupped his hands: "Old Huang, you are being polite."

The old man stopped to sit together, turned around and looked at Wen Ting, looking at the rapier that Wen Ting pinned at his waist, the rapier that was kept in the scabbard like a wild beast, now it is much calmer, less violent gas.

The old man glanced at Wen Ting, and found that apart from his weakness, Wen Ting's spirit was much better than before.

"As expected of Xuanyuan Taihua..."

The old man said with emotion.

"To be able to turn decay into magic, let Wen Ting, who is bound to die with a sword, survive his life, everything is within his calculations and predictions."

"It is indeed the number one sword fairy in the Tang Dynasty for more than two hundred years."

"What's the reason you two came to see the old man this time?"

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

"Wen Ting, you kid still owes the old man a lot of money, but little friend Fang Lang paid it back for you, so let's turn it over for now."

Wen Ting smiled awkwardly.

He asked Fang Lang to come over with the Lotus Sword to take a look. Isn't that also a debt repayment?

Chao Xiaojian found a chair and sat down, looked at the old man, and said, "Yao Que of Youzhou, the senior sister in charge has appeared."

"Tear apart the barriers of the two worlds, and look at the Tang Dynasty from the side of the demon world."

"Because that kid Fang Lang aroused the spiritual thoughts hidden in the Liansheng sword by the senior sister."

Chao Xiaojian's words caused the lazy old man to slowly open his eyes, his eyes flickering brightly: "Just tell me, old man, how could Taihua Sword Immortal fall silently?"

"This matter is gratifying."

"However, what does this have to do with your coming to find the old man?"

The old man said in a hoarse voice.

Wen Ting took a sip of wolfberry wine at the side, and he understood Chao Xiaojian's plan.

However, it is true that in this world, there is no one more suitable than the old man in front of him to escort Fang Lang to the three swords.

It's just that Wen Ting was quite surprised that Chao Xiaojian would put his abacus on Xu Lao.

However, can you talk?

Wen Ting took a sip of wolfberry tea and smiled.

It was raining outside.

Inside the house, there were endless discussions.

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Fangjiafang City.

After Fang Lang became the number one scholar, the reputation of Fangjiafang City has long been established, and now this square city is extremely lively and crowded with people.

Fang's family had a top scholar, and this incident had already caused a sensation in the entire Luojiang City.

Lao Fang also became a well-known figure in Luojiang City.

The business in Fangjiafang City has increased a lot because of this.

Fang Lang was dressed in white, carrying a sword box on his back, and strolled on familiar streets. He didn't go to Fangjiafang City, but walked and wandered on the streets of Luojiang City.

From time to time, I buy some snacks and look at some small objects. Since coming to this world, Fang Lang has been immersed in practice, but he lacks understanding of some foreign objects.

As we walked, we came to Fangjiafang City. When the guys saw Fang Lang, some who were familiar with Fang Lang were startled, then rubbed their eyes in disbelief, howled, and said, "My lord came back!"

"The Champion is back!"

All of a sudden, the city was boiling like boiling water.

Lao Fang was doing the counting in the counting room, when he heard the howling sound outside, he hurriedly put down the pen in his hand and walked out of the counting room.

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

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

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

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

The son returned home, and the father was happy!

Lao Fang squeezed into the crowd and picked up Fang Lang who was surrounded by people.

"You boy, don't even write a letter when you return to Luojiang City, let me tell you in advance."

Old Fang scolded with a smile.

"The resource war is over, and there is a sudden opportunity to go home and visit relatives, which I did not expect."

Fang Lang couldn't help but say.

The father and son were walking and chatting in the market. From time to time, merchants asked Lao Fang, "Is my son back?"

Lao Fang also nodded with a smile, responding to them.

The two walked to the restaurant, boarded the restaurant, and there were already prepared wine and dishes.

Lao Fang asked Fang Lang to sit down. Lao Fang didn't invite others or entertain guests for this table of dishes. The father and son ate together.

Enjoy a rare reunion.

It is said that there is no Jiazi in practice, and Lao Fang thought that Fang Lang joined the Jianshu sect to practice, and it would be difficult for him 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 often, and dad will accompany you to drink, maybe you will be able to understand something?"

Lao Fang said with a smile, he couldn't stop adding food to Fang Lang.

Lao Fang also asked about Fang Lang's next plans.

Fang Lang didn't hide it, he told Lao Fang that he recognized the first female sword fairy in Datang as his master.

Lao Fang just listened in amazement.

Of course, Lao Fang was more worried about the safety of Fang Lang's entry into the three sects, so he asked Fang Lang to be careful.

"It's really impossible. If it's really too dangerous, go back to Luojiang City. Dad has nothing else, but our family's business is growing now. When you come back, you can inherit the Batiaofang City, five restaurants, and 10,000 acres of fertile land. You can't afford food or clothing." Worry is absolutely fine!"

"Our Fang family can now be called the richest man in Luojiang City!"

Old Fang said with a smile.

Fang Lang couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard the familiar words that drained his fighting spirit. Sure enough, Lao Fang was the biggest obstacle on his way to practice as always!

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The Demon Que of the Western Regions.

On the platform of the teleportation array in front of Yao Que, rays of light circulated and the space fluctuated violently.

Then, a figure wearing eunuch uniform emerged.

On the Yaoque, Asilaoshan was wearing armor, looking at the figure walking out of the teleportation platform, he let out a breath slowly.

"Your Highness."

The eunuch raised his head, and suddenly it was Li Liancheng, the third prince who had changed his identity through the Daozong Lishi talisman.

"Uncle Luoshan." The third prince Li Liancheng looked at A Siluoshan, and his heart finally fell.

Although the third prince's mother and concubine are not of a foreign race, they have a very good relationship with Asi Luoshan, which is why the third prince can get the support of most of the foreign races.

"The matter in Chang'an, I already know."

Asi Luoshan made a bow and said: "Your Highness was deceived, but His Majesty still punished His Highness. It is really puzzling. It is only natural that His Highness refuses to accept."

"Fang Lang's son has repeatedly injured the prince, but the Holy Emperor not only never punished him, but even ignored him. Why? Because this son can pull out the lotus birth, which means that it is also possible to pull out the three swords of lotus death, lotus wheel, and lotus back , to lead the return of Taihua Sword Immortal from the world of demons."

"As for Taihua Sword Immortal's return, who will be the biggest beneficiary? Has Your Highness ever thought about it?"

The two walked among the monsters, asking and answering each other.

The yellow sand danced slowly, and the environment of the Demon Tower in the Western Regions was already extremely harsh.

Asi Luoshan was wearing armor, raised his hand far away, pointed in the direction of Chang'an, and said, "Do you still remember how much commotion was caused by the turmoil in Chang'an, but there was one person who never showed up from the beginning to the end. When I knocked on the Vermilion Bird Gate with blood essence, this person appeared arrogantly, but why did this person not appear under such a big event as Nan Yehuo's assassination of the Holy Emperor?!"

A terrifying aura suddenly burst out from Ash Luoshan's burly body.

The third prince Li Liancheng had just taken off his eunuch robes, but he did not expect that A Siluoshan would discuss such a secret with him.

Thinking back carefully, Li Liancheng's eyes were also constricted.

Asi Luoshan looked at the third prince with incomparably deep eyes, and the words he said were earth-shattering, as if thunder had fallen from the nine heavens!

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

"The reason why His Highness feels aggrieved is because the Holy Emperor...is no longer the Holy Emperor!"

Hearing this, Li Liancheng trembled all over, only feeling a chill spreading from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

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

Asi Luoshan's eyes were extremely deep: "The Jiedushi system was originally agreed to by the Holy Emperor himself ten years ago, but now, the Jiedushi system is abolished only because of the words of this yellow-haired kid like Fang Lang, why? "

"There was also the battle for the crown prince in the past, which was set up by the Holy Emperor ten years ago, and the First Prince fought with His Highness for ten years. In the end, the First Prince died tragically, and the Third Prince was just wronged, but he was still beaten into the court. In the cold palace, the battle for the crown prince has become a joke...Why? Does the Tang Dynasty not need a crown prince?"

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

Asi Luoshan's words made Third Prince Li Liancheng tremble as if he had discovered a big secret: "General Luoshan, then... what should we do?"

Thinking about all these things carefully, Li Liancheng really felt that it was extremely strange. For ten years, the Holy Emperor's face has been hazy. For ten years, the Holy Emperor has never had much intimate contact with these princes...

The so-called battle for the crown prince has also been reduced to a joke.

Also, Fang Lang stabbed Li Liancheng with three swords, but the Holy Emperor scolded him!

All kinds of things are now connected together in Li Liancheng's mind!

Like thunder flashing through the night!

Asi Luoshan took a deep breath, his burly body stood on the top of the Yaoque, his eyes shone with a unique meaning, and a strong spiritual thought spread out, as if smashed down in Li Liancheng's sea of ​​consciousness Boulders with monstrous waves.

He said solemnly: "The various injustices His Highness encountered are indeed true."

"I can't wait for Fang Lang to draw the other three swords."

"Also, we need His Highness...to save the Holy Emperor!"

"Return the truth to Datang, and return justice to His Highness!"