Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

In the dark night, the bamboo sea in the mountains and forests of the Dao Dao Sect made the sound of waves.

It seemed to be blown by the whistling wind.

But this night is not dark, the radiant brilliance blooms on the top of Tongtian Mountain, like a scorching sun, driving away the darkness.

The violent explosion resounded through Dao Dao Sect, and the mountain protection technique array activated by many Dao Dao Sect disciples was instantly smashed by a sledgehammer!

The sound of the explosion, the violent shock and noise it caused, resounded for tens of miles around.

Using the sword as a hammer, he smashed through the forbidden spell-level mountain guard array with one hammer.

Although this mountain protection formation is only a defensive formation, it can be called a forbidden spell, which shows that the defensive power of this formation is absolutely extremely powerful.

in the void.

Huang Zhihe stood on the carriage, smashed countless small swords in the mountain guard array and shot back, and above his head, it turned into a hammer-shaped sword array.

The number of small swords is densely packed, tens of thousands, like tens of thousands of bees gathered together.

This is Hammer Sword Immortal's, Sword Hammer!

On Tongtian Mountain, the clouds filled the air. Standing in the magic formation, Zhao Zhenshi raised his eyebrows coldly, and his robes were flying.

"Well, you old ghost, since you want to die, then stay!"

Zhao Zhenshi said incomparably coldly.

Fang Lang pulled out the Lianhui Sword, and the Lianhui Sword embezzled the good fortune left by the Daozong in the Dao Mausoleum for thousands of years. If Fang Lang escaped like this, the face of the Daozong might be completely wiped out.

The most important thing is that Zhao Zhenshi felt a wave of anger, a wave of anger from the depths of the Dao Mausoleum.

This made Zhao Zhenshi a little excited.

He vaguely remembered the conversation he had with the head teacher Zhao Longshi.

In fact, the reason why the eldest prince is frantically testing the Emperor Tang is that the Daoist sect is behind the instigation. Under Tang?

But there are many evildoers in the Tang Dynasty, not to mention the supreme holy emperor.

Just being pushed out by the Holy Emperor, Xuanyuan Taihua, the most magnificent female sword fairy two hundred years ago, is enough to overwhelm the sects of the world.

How many practitioners in the Great Tang Dynasty have truly achieved detachment?

There are only two people on the bright side, one is the Holy Emperor and the other is Xuanyuan Taihua.

And these two people are enough to oppress all sects.

Therefore, the Jianshu Sect became the number one sect in the Tang Dynasty.

And that night, the head teacher Zhao Longshi said to Zhao Zhenshi that the Dao Dao Sect, Mai Sect, Guanfohai, Jiyuanguan, and Xianwu Pagoda, the five sects that have been passed down for more than a thousand years, all have hidden trump cards , that is the ancestor who has a transcendent realm.

However, these ancestors who have transcended the realm dare not expose them easily, because there is a holy emperor in the Great Tang Dynasty, and there is an iron law, and these two cover them.

This is also the main reason why the top ten sects are finally lonely, depending on the face of the Tang court!

And just now, Zhao Zhenshi felt an ancient idea in the Dao Mausoleum, as if an eye that had been closed for hundreds of years opened at that moment.

It was this thought that allowed Zhao Zhenshi to discover the changes in the Dao Mausoleum.

Zhao Zhenshi was in high spirits at the moment. He felt that there would definitely be a big change tonight. He wanted to keep Fang Lang and the lotus back sword.

Not to mention anything else, the Lianhui Sword devoured the thousand-year fortune of Daozong. This sword is absolutely extraordinary, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a magic weapon.

And if he can control this magical weapon, maybe...he also has a chance to touch the threshold of transcendence!

Therefore, Zhao Zhenshi is jealous!

"Huang Zhihe, you don't even know what happened when Fang Lang pulled out the sword!"

Zhao Zhenshi soared into the sky and walked on the clouds. Under his feet, the magic circle continued to spread, and it continued to grow circle after circle.

On the Daping Square in Tongtian Mountain, thousands of blue-robed disciples of the Dao Sect sat cross-legged one after another, urging the formation.

In the carriage, Huang Zhihe's expression changed slightly.

And Zhao Zhenshi raised his palms flat, and an angry dragon swept across his body.

"Where is my Daozong elder?"

Zhao Zhenshi said loudly.

Afterwards, on Tongtian Mountain, strong breaths burst out one after another, and one after another elders of the Dao Sect jumped into the air.

In front of the carriage, Huang Zhihe's expression changed slightly.

In this situation, the Daoist sect is completely desperate to lose face, but it is true, Fang Lang pulled out the lotus back sword and the thousand-year-old Daoyun from the Daoist Mausoleum, and anyone would have to tear their face.

"Walk!"

Huang Zhihe didn't choose to stay and fight.

One person fights one case, Xuanyuan Taihua can do it, but he, Huang Zhihe, can't.

Huang Zhihe tapped lightly with his sword finger, and the night suddenly shone brightly.

Thousands of small swords formed by the sword hammer, like a tornado, smashed towards Zhao Zhenshi and several ninth-rank elders of the Dao Sect.

Zhao Wuji lashed the reins, urging the carriage to flee towards the Dao Dao sect at high speed.

The horse neighed, and a formation formed under the horse's hooves, trampling the void.

Zhao Zhenshi rose into the air like a fairy, and pointed his five fingers at the carriage: "In front of my Taoist sect, you dare to use the magic circle."

Afterwards, Zhao Zhenshi clenched his five fingers together.

The invisible power of the spiritual thought shot out like an arrow, and the magic formation under the horse's hoof burst instantly!

The carriage fell rapidly, Zhao Wuji leaped out, with violent energy and blood pouring down, he actually dragged the carriage and put it flat on the ground.

But the movement stopped completely.

The five elders of the Dao Sect had already surrounded them.

Huang Zhihe stood on the carriage with a stern expression on his face. Zhao Zhenshi controlled the mountain-protecting forbidden curse array, as if he was holding a magic weapon. In terms of strength, he was not weaker than him.

"Difficult."

"That guy Chao Xiaojian...why isn't he here yet?"

Huang Zhihe's face trembled.

In the current situation, he may not be able to bear it alone.

If you want to fight hard...you have to pay more!

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In the carriage, Ni Wen looked a little stern. She looked at Fang Lang in the carriage, but saw that Fang Lang had his eyes closed at the moment, and the sword that had just been drawn from the Dao Mausoleum lay flat on his lap, as if he was in deep thought.

The situation outside is extremely critical.

But at this moment, Fang Lang couldn't hear anything outside at all. His current mind seemed to be sucked into the sword by that sword.

In the sword, there seems to be a hazy world.

On a blooming lotus, Fang Lang saw a familiar graceful figure, standing on it, holding a sword formula in his hand, like a bodhisattva holding a flower.

Surrounding the lotus is a surging ocean of sword energy, and the huge waves of sword energy that roll up from time to time make people feel small.

"Master?"

Fang Lang asked.

The sound was constantly echoing in the sky above this sea of ​​sword energy.

"Wanderer."

The graceful figure on the lotus opened his mouth, and Fang Lang suddenly showed surprise.

Sure enough, Xuanyuan Taihua's will is also contained in the Lianhui Sword, Fang Lang said, Xuanyuan Taihua's will is hidden in the Liansheng Sword, how could there be no Lianhui Sword.

Perhaps, Xuanyuan Taihua's will is also contained in the remaining Lianshi and the two swords of Lianlun!

Huang Zhihe said to Fang Lang that the three swords inserted in Dao Dao Sect, Guanfohai and Mai Sect are likely to test whether there are transcendent realms in these three sects.

Let these existences that were originally hidden in the dark be exposed.

However, Fang Lang felt that when the Liansheng sword slashed the iron law with one sword, the greater purpose of the three swords of the lotus death, the lotus wheel, and the lotus return may be to prepare for the iron law.

As for the introduction of the detached existence in the sect, it may just be incidental.

Fang Lang stepped on the lotus, and the graceful figure stretched out a white finger and pointed at Fang Lang's eyebrows.

"Langtuer, understand the sword intent of Lianhui sword well. Only in this way can you try to activate this sword."

"If you can comprehend the sword intent contained in Lian Hui's sword, you will be able to survive this crisis."

There was a bit of a smile in the figure's words.

Fang Lang was speechless when he heard the words. Is this the way the master teaches?

It always feels unreliable.

And at the same time.

Fang Lang also remembered one thing, that is, the system had issued a task before, asking him to draw his sword. If he succeeded in drawing a sword, he would get a silver reward egg.

If you successfully pull out the three swords and lead Xuanyuan Taihua back, you can even get a golden reward egg!

But now, Fang Lang had clearly pulled out the Lotus Sword, but the silver reward egg still hadn't appeared.

This shows what?

It shows that Fang Lang has not completely pulled out the sword. The so-called pulling out the sword is not just pulling the sword out of the broken stele, but to comprehend the sword intent contained in the Lianhui Sword, and to have the ability to control the Lianhui Sword. qualifications.

With this in mind, Fang Lang still has nothing to hesitate.

I can only work hard and earnestly comprehend the sword intent of the Lotus Sword, this may be the only chance.

"System, use the Epiphany Card!"

Fang Lang said solemnly.

This is the last Epiphany card in his inventory.

For today's plan, use it without hesitation.

He sat cross-legged in the lotus platform, and with Xuanyuan Taihua's point, Fang Lang's will suddenly flowed.

...

When Fang Lang opened his eyes, what appeared in front of him was a dilapidated thatched cottage.

There was a sword on Fang Lang's leg, which was the Lianhui Sword.

Fang Lang looked around, this seemed to be a world isolated from the world, here, there was only one thatched hut, surrounded by bamboo forests, and when the wind blew the sword, the bamboo leaves would roll up like waves.

And there is a small river in front of the hut, and the river flows continuously.

The world was silent and silent.

Fang Lang leaned on the sword and remained silent, comprehending the sword intent of Lian Hui's sword, but how to comprehend?

Even if you use the epiphany card provided by the system, you have no clue, not even the direction of enlightenment, so what about epiphany?

Sitting cross-legged in a thatched hut, listening to the sounds of the world, the noise of the bamboo forest, the sound of the river, and the gentle breeze, everything is so quiet, so quiet that Fang Lang feels that time is still at this moment.

Jielu is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.

But Fang Lang stared, time stood still...

A picture emerged in his mind, that was the strange state that flashed through his mind when he stretched out his hand in the Dao Mausoleum and held the Lian Hui Sword.

At that time, he clearly saw countless tombstones, all of which would crack the moment he drew his sword.

However, there was a powerful force gushing out from the Lianhui sword, making those cracks gradually heal as if being wiped away by an invisible hand.

"Back in time...back in time..."

Is this the sword intent of Lianhui Sword?

time……

Reincarnation of life and death, maybe... Each has a kind of sword intent?

Perhaps it was because of the epiphany card that Fang Lang fell into deep thought, but he hadn't experienced any fluctuations in sword intent in the Liansheng sword before.

The sword intent possessed by Lian Hui Sword is the sword intent of time.

However, how to comprehend the sword intent of time?

Fang Lang stood up, holding the hilt of the Lianhui sword in his hand, and gradually fell into contemplation. This contemplation lasted for a long time.

The breeze blew the river water into wrinkles.

Afterwards, Fang Lang opened his eyes, and a fierce sword burst out from his body, and he pulled out the Lianhui sword stuck in the soil!

Fang Lang frowned.

If you want to understand the sword intent of time, you have to capture time, but how to capture time?

Fang Lang glanced around, trying to get out of the thatched cottage, looking for more clues.

However, Fang Lang found that there were still thatched houses around him, and he seemed to be imprisoned here.

He couldn't go out, walked out of the thatched hut, set foot on the endless road, and eventually would go round and round and return to the thatched hut, as if he had stepped into a cycle of reincarnation.

Fang Lang sat upright, frowning.

After a long time of useless thinking, Fang Lang got up.

He began to practice swords, training and reviewing the sword moves he had practiced.

Sword drawing technique, Lingxu sword step, flicking sword wave...

These sword moves that once accompanies Fang Lang's rise from insignificance and shines in scientific research are now reappearing in Fang Lang's hands.

Afterwards, there were Jianlei and Jianlian.

Fang Lang danced and practiced his sword in front of the thatched cottage.

There is wind and rain, Fang Lang has been practicing swords, the sun rises and sets, and the sun sets and rests.

Fang Lang kept dancing and practicing swords, and gradually...

Fang Lang felt the smell of time.

He began to age, his skin was wrinkled, and he lost his vigor and vitality.

He used his physical body to carry the passing time.

He captured time, but he used his body as a container.

The aging of the human body is the most real embodiment of time remaining in the world.

Fang Lang is getting older, but he finds that his sword seems to be getting more and more flavorful. He uses the flesh as a container to capture time.

Want to integrate time into the sword intent.

He is still dancing swords, practicing swords, drawing swordsmanship, Lingxu sword steps, flicking sword waves...

His sword skills are getting more and more solid, day after day, year after year.

Twenty years, fifty years, seventy years, a hundred years...

Finally one day, Fang Lang was too old to even swing a sword.

He carries the power of too much time.

Fang Lang's eyes were also covered with turbidity, and the Lianhui sword was inserted back into the ground again.

Fang Lang crossed his legs, bowed his head by the sword of Lianhui, the sound of wind, rain, and waves of the bamboo sea seemed to be gradually far away.

Fang Lang seemed to be sleeping in time.

And suddenly.

In the infinite silence, Fang Lang opened his eyes, he caught a ray of light, he stood up with difficulty, and held the Lianhui sword. He exhausted all his strength, and in the tug-of-war with time, he swung a sword.

With this sword swing, the wrinkles on his face began to disappear.

As if going back in time, the power returned to the flesh, and Fang Lang swung his sword again...

A sword seemed to cut off the time contained in the flesh.

He is no longer old, and the back bent by time begins to straighten.

Another sword.

The once young man danced his sword in the rising sun and never left.

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"Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing the lotus back sword and getting the silver reward egg. The reward has been distributed to the item bar, please pay attention to check it."

The system prompt resounded from Fang Lang's mind.

But Fang Lang sat cross-legged, but didn't pay attention to it at all.

He closed his eyes, and in the cyclone of his dantian, the seed of sword intent began to bloom quietly at this moment, as if a flower was blooming, it was the flower of sword intent.

In the ocean of sword energy.

On a quiet lotus flower, there is a graceful white figure, no face can be seen, but a gratifying smile can be detected.

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Huang Zhihe's robe fluttered, countless small swords wrapped around his body and soared into the sky, fighting fiercely with Zhao Zhenshi, who was in charge of the mountain-protecting forbidden curse array, amidst the surging clouds.

On the other side, the five elders of Dao Dao Sect surrounded the carriage that smashed on the stone path at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Wou-ki stood on the carriage with a stern expression on his face. The energy, blood and firepower of a fifth-rank martial artist were fully activated, like a dazzling circle of fire burning in the dark night.

However, the unleashed energy ripples hit the five elders like a gust of wind.

The five elders of the Dao Sect raised their hands, and between the palms, there were circular disks of the magic circle, and energy beams gushed out from the disks of the magic circle, intertwined with each other, and five colors of mana spewed out, urging The movement array formed a five-sided cage, enclosing the carriage.

Zhao Wuji roared.

Wufu fifth grade, he who refines Qi and transforms into a god, vaguely, as if roaring like a fierce tiger.

The terrifying sound wave hit the cage formed by the magic circle, but it couldn't shake the magic circle at all!

The cage is getting smaller and smaller, and the atmosphere inside the cage is getting tighter and tighter.

As if to crush the carriage, capture Fang Lang, Ni Wen, and Zhao Wuji in the carriage!

Just when everyone thought that the three people in the carriage were doomed.

It seemed as if a gust of breeze was blowing, and the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing Fang Lang who was sitting quietly inside.

But I saw the lotus sword that was originally resting on Fang Lang's leg.

At this moment, it is floating.

As Fang Lang's eyes slowly opened, the tip of Lian Huijian turned around and pointed at the cage far away from the carriage!

Outside the carriage.

The five elders frowned.

But Fang Lang raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Dust on the lotus sword.

Instantly.

Lian Huijian trembled slightly. This sword, which had secretly absorbed the thousand-year-old Dao Yun of the Dao Sect, shot out suddenly, and viciously hit the prison of the magic circle arranged by the five elders of the Dao Sect!