Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Fang Lang was carried by the old monk, and he only felt that the surrounding pictures were passing by rapidly, as if flying like lightning.

There seemed to be countless lights and shadows flying around at high speed.

This movement speed is unprecedentedly terrifying, even faster than Yujian flying towards Xiaojian.

Only then did Fang Lang understand that the strength of the old monk in front of him was probably much stronger than that of Chao Xiaojian.

After all, this old monk blocked Zhao Taifeng's long-distance attack with his own strength!

Not detached, but able to resist detached, should belong to the strongest among the nine ranks.

For such a strong man, Fang Lang still had a little awe in his heart.

The speed of the old monk has not slowed down. This kind of strong man who can lead people and still maintain magical means such as shrinking the ground to an inch is really unpredictable.

The surrounding wind was howling, Fang Lang gradually calmed down amidst the howling wind like a steel knife.

Fang Lang is not too worried about whether the old monk will be unfavorable to him. Let alone the two swords of Lianhui and Liansheng on his back, Xuanyuan Taihua's will is hidden in it. Once the old monk is unfavorable to him, it will inevitably cause reaction.

As far as the battle over the stupa mentioned by the old monk is concerned, Fang Lang should be safe until the battle over the stupa is over.

As Fang Lang's eyes opened and closed, he thought a lot.

And the old monk carried Fang Lang and the young monk without stopping, like a golden dragon straddling the mountains, rivers and land, its speed was so fast that it made people feel awe.

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Watch the sea of ​​Buddha.

Datang's third ranked sect!

It is also one of the few orthodox Buddhist sects among the top ten sects. It spreads the Dharma, cultivates the body, and practices horizontally. Most eminent monks practice martial arts and martial arts.

This is a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. In terms of foundation, it is not weaker than the Dao Sect, and even surpassed the Dao Sect in terms of ranking in the past years.

The imperial courts in this world have changed many times, but the sea of ​​Buddhas is still the sea of ​​Buddhas, as firm as a mountain, without much change.

Guanfohai does not compete with the world, so the court changes, it just obeys the arrangement of the court, there will not be too much resistance and struggle, so it can survive in the world forever.

Guanfohai is located in the South China Sea.

Between the waves of the vast sea, there are islands emerging amidst the smog, and on the islands, there are temples appearing one after another.

Just like the realm of immortals and gods, such wonders are amazing.

Guanfohai, the reason why it got the name of the sea, is because it is located between the vast sea and the South China Sea.

A gust of wind made waves.

The old monk carried Fang Lang and the young monk straight out of the inland, and then arrived at the edge of the South China Sea and rushed into the vast sea.

Amidst the huge waves, the old monk crossed the sea surging with energy and blood.

Fang Lang and the little monk followed quietly, driven by his breath, they also walked on the waves.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the Guanfohai area.

Fang Lang glanced around, looking between the islands, and there were ancient temples on every island.

Finally, Fang Lang saw a majestic mountain peak on an island. This mountain peak is the main peak of Guanfohai, Xiaowuliang Mountain. After several excavations on the mountain peak, it seems that a statue of a big Buddha sitting cross-legged was chiseled out.

This handwriting, this background, is the accumulation and precipitation of time.

The old monk brought Fang Lang and the young monk to the island at the foot of the Buddha.

When he landed on the island, Fang Lang had already seen a lot of warrior monks wearing monk robes. These were the monks watching the sea of ​​Buddha.

Among these monks, there are lower fourth-rank realms, and there are upper fourth-rank realms as well.

The majestic qi and blood intertwined into pieces, as if the sea and the sky were dyed a little bloody.

Among the crowd, a benevolent and kind-eyed old monk in a purple-gold cassock stood smiling, his body's energy and blood converged, as if he had merged with the heaven and the earth.

"Brother Abbot, people have already been invited."

The old monk who brought Fang Lang up to watch the sea of ​​Buddha put his palms together, recited the Buddha's name, and said softly.

The old monk in purple and gold cassock smiled and nodded: "Junior Brother Ciyue, you have worked hard."

"This son is Taihua Sword Immortal's disciple, Fang Lang. In Linjiang City, he single-handedly killed An Fan, the first person in the lower fourth rank of the Dao Sect, so the younger brother brought him back to participate in the pagoda. fight."

Ci Yue, the old monk who brought Fang Lang back, said.

The abbot who watched Buddha Sea just nodded with a smile, as if he was not surprised at all.

The abbot looked at Fang Lang, and nodded slightly: "Benefactor Fang, please take care of this battle for the pagoda."

Fang Lang also folded his palms together and returned a salute.

"I will do my best."

The monks around looked at Fang Lang curiously, and then, Master Ciyue and the abbot asked the little monk to take Fang Lang to familiarize himself with the sea of ​​Buddha, and let Fang Lang enter the wing to rest.

Fang Lang broke out from Da Daozong, and entered Linjiang City to retreat and break through to kill the enemy.

It is true that I haven't rested for a long time, and now I just have a rest.

The little monk led Fang Lang to walk among the mountain gates.

Inside the Buddhist gate, everything seemed incomparably quiet.

"The battle for the pagoda... is the most important thing for us to observe the sea of ​​Buddha. It has always been the purpose of our sea of ​​Buddha to be able to keep one side peaceful without bloodshed."

The little monk took Fang Lang and said as he walked.

He introduced some of the scenery on the island while talking about the battle for the pagoda.

Fang Lang was also a little curious, and couldn't help asking: "The battle for the pagoda... what kind of dispute is it?"

The little monk smiled fleshy, his eyes were narrowed by the flesh on his face, and he said: "There are three battles in the battle for the stupa."

"Let the three geniuses of Guan Fohai's younger generation compete with the three geniuses of the demon clan, two of the demon clan, and one of the demon clan."

"Only by winning can the pagoda be preserved, and only then can one side be peaceful."

"Once the battle for the pagoda is defeated, the demon world will no longer follow its promise and will definitely attack with troops."

"Guanfohai's strength is not weak, but once a confrontation occurs, the power from the demon tower will penetrate, and it will definitely affect the people in the thousands of miles around Guanfohai..."

The little monk said.

Therefore, the little monk looked at Fang Lang very seriously and seriously, and asked Fang Lang to fight with all his strength in the battle for the pagoda.

Fang Lang smiled, but talked too much.

The little monk took Fang Lang to the wing.

After saying goodbye, the little monk left in a hurry, and Fang Lang stayed in the wing room, sat cross-legged, and entered the state of practice.

When the bondage state is turned on, phantoms appear one after another around Fang Lang. The system is still being upgraded, but it does not affect the use of some functions.

In the fettered state, Fang Lang's practice speed increased a lot.

Regarding the battle for the stupa, Fang Lang also became serious. According to the agreement with the old monk Ciyue, to complete the battle for the stupa, Guanfohai will give him a chance to draw his sword.

Therefore, it would be fine if the battle for the stupa was won, but if it was lost, Fang Lang would have no face to pull it out.

Therefore, Fang Lang chose to go all out in this battle for the pagoda.

His current cultivation base, entering the fourth-rank realm for the first time, the Wanjian Sword Intent belonging to Wan Jianjue, and the Time Sword Intent passed down from the cheap master are all top-level sword intents, which greatly increased Fang Lang's strength bonus .

Even if it's just entering the fourth rank, but in real battle, it will not be weaker than some fifth or sixth rank fourth rank sword artistic conceptions.

Plus the bonus of some prop cards of Fang Lang.

Fang Lang is quite confident about the battle for the pagoda.

Sitting cross-legged, Fang Lang took out the spirit crystals, which were piled up around, and the spiritual energy in them was continuously absorbed by him, and the spirit crystals turned into wreckage and scattered all over the ground.

For five days in a row, Fang Lang retreated in the Sea of ​​Buddha.

His cultivation quickly stepped from the first stage of sword art to the second stage of sword art.

The cultivation funds provided by the system have also been consumed a lot.

Originally, Fang Lang wanted to bind the little monk Fajue. After all, the little monk Fajue can represent Guanfohai to participate in the battle for the pagoda, and his talent is not weak.

Unfortunately, the system is still being updated, so new genius objects cannot be bound.

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The sky was bright, the sun jumped up from the sea level, the brilliance broke through thousands of clouds, and sprinkled on the island.

Fang Lang opened his eyes, his bones crackling.

His spiritual thoughts were tyrannical, and between the fluctuations, there seemed to be a breeze.

Today's Fang Lang has a fourth-rank sword repair, a third-rank nine-dan art repair, and a martial artist is not weak.

Fang Lang got up and moved among the courtyards, his blood and energy dissipated, practicing sword moves.

The little monk Fajue brought some steamed buns to Fang Lang, and knocked on the door of Fang Lang's courtyard.

"Benefactor Fang, the battle for the pagoda is today, we must not lose!"

The little monk Fajue was very energetic, clenched his fists, and his eyes were shining.

Fang Lang wore a white robe, carried a sword case on his back, tightened his belt, stroked the space ring in his hand, and smiled faintly: "I will definitely not lose."

Viewing the Buddha Sea is very clean. During these few days of viewing the Buddha Sea, Fang Lang had a rare experience of what stability is.

The killing in Linjiang City was like a cloud of blood fog covering his mind, but the precipitation in the sea of ​​Buddha these few days washed away a lot of the killing and anger in Fang Lang's heart.

Breathing out a foul breath, Fang Lang walked out of the small courtyard where he stayed for five days to wash away the lead dust in his heart while nibbling on the steamed buns brought by the little monk Fajue.

Soon, they came to the training ground of Guanfohai.

On the martial arts arena, Master Ciyue, who brought Fang Lang to view the Buddha Sea, stood quietly, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the sun was shining on his body.

"Fang benefactor, how about rest these few days?"

Master Ciyue looked at Fang Lang and asked with a smile.

Fang Lang bowed his head and nodded: "Guanfohai is indeed a thousand-year-old temple with profound heritage. After staying here for three days, the restlessness in my heart subsided, and I felt calm, and my body and mind were cleansed, and my heart was like a mirror."

The smile on Master Ciyue's face became more and more intense.

Compared with Taihua Sword Immortal, Fang Lang, this little guy, speaks much better.

However, Master Ciyue quickly became serious: "The next battle for the pagoda will be entrusted to the benefactor Fang."

Fang Lang waited on the martial arts arena for a while, and another monk finally came.

This monk has a tall body, dense muscles all over his body, and a strong aura. He is also at the fourth stage, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

This monk is called Fa He, and he is a lifetime disciple of Fa Jue.

However, he found that he not only practiced martial arts, but also practiced spiritual thoughts, and this Fahe was a simple Buddhist monk, specializing in Qi, blood and strength.

Master Ciyue took Fang Lang and the others, left the martial arts arena, and walked towards the mountainside.

This is a mountainside that has been excavated for a long time. There are many scenes of Buddha caves in it. The carved Buddha statues have different expressions and are lifelike.

And it's different from other monster towers floating in the sky.

The Yaoque of Guanfohai is actually on the top of Xiaowuliang Mountain, in the heart of the Great Buddha.

The Sea of ​​Buddhas actually arranged the Yao Que at the center of the Sea of ​​Buddhas. Once the Yao Que lost control, the Sea of ​​Buddhas would be the first to be attacked.

Maybe this is what Buddhism said, if I don't go to hell, whoever will go to hell.

Continuously going up the ancient stone steps, Master Ciyue brought Fang Lang, Fa Jue and Fa He to the entrance of Yaoque.

At the entrance of the Yaoque, there are many warrior monks, and there are monks who are extremely old but extremely powerful. With these old monks sitting in the town, the oppression of the world's power from the Yaoque has been weakened a lot.

Master Ciyue bowed to the old monks who were sitting cross-legged, and after receiving the order, each monk stretched out his palm and patted on the door, slowly opening the closed door of Yao Que.

"Master Fang, please."

Master Ciyue laughed.

Fang Lang, Fa Jue and Fa He stepped into it without too much hesitation.

Inside the Yao Que is the space of the Yao Que, but Master Ciyue did not stop, but took Fang Lang and continued walking towards the depths of the Yao Que.

There are cracks between the heaven and the earth, and the collision forces of the two worlds are constantly impacting and distorting.

Fang Lang's eyes froze, is this the rhythm of planning to go to the world of demons?

Once you enter the world of demons, the danger is really difficult to control.

A powerful pressure suddenly fell, it was the oppressive force from the two worlds, and this oppressive force was very depressing to the monks of the third rank.

However, Fang Lang's current cultivation base has reached the fourth rank. Although there is pressure, the impact is not great.

Fang Lang was a little excited. After all, this was the first time in his life that he set foot in the world of demons and another world.

boom!

Master Ciyue released extremely tyrannical energy and blood power, engulfing Fang Lang and the three of them, entered the world behind the crack, and entered another world.

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Demon world.

The moon is bloody.

It's like two parallel time and space meet and touch in a certain time and space.

Fly out from the space crack.

Fang Lang's eyes immediately began to look around, surrounded by a vast sea, with ripples and waves, and the breeze was constantly blowing, with a bit of fishy and salty taste.

There is no difference between the sea and the sea in the Great Tang Dynasty. The only difference may be that the moon in the sky is blood red, which is a bit weird.

Master Ciyue brought Fang Lang, Fa Jue, and Fa He to land on an island.

On this floating island, there is a golden stupa standing tall. The standing stupa is so golden that it seems to shine thousands of feet of light, tearing away the bloody moonlight and the fog floating in the vast sea.

"This is the last pagoda left by Guanfohai in the demon world."

Master Ciyue's eyes were deep, with a somewhat complicated expression.

"If the battle for the pagoda fails this time and the pagoda collapses, then the powerful in the world of demons will be able to break into the world behind Guanfohai regardless of everything, and bring crisis to the people within a radius of ten thousand miles."

Master Ciyue sighed.

on the island.

There are many monks, all of whom are of the fourth rank and above.

Qi and blood flowed together, and his expression was extremely solemn.

And Fang Lang looked up, and he could see in the distance, a huge sea beast galloping towards it, and the huge waves it set off were hundreds of meters high!

It was a gigantic monster like a giant tortoise, filled with a terrifying demonic aura, as if it was about to set off a storm!

"The powerhouse of the demon clan is here."

Master Ciyue said solemnly.

Fang Lang was also staring, and he could see strong men standing on the back of the monster beast that seemed to be carrying a mountain.

"The demon clan and the demon clan... are the two major races in the demon world. They control the right to speak in the demon world and are supreme."

Master Ciyue said.

"Fortunately, the Yaozu and Mozu are still reasonable, they have no intrigues, and the confrontation between the Tang Dynasty and the Yaomo Tianxia is entirely due to the hostile factors of the two worlds."

"What's really dangerous is actually the two world barriers, some chaotic and violent demon beasts that exist in Yao Que."

Master Ciyue introduced a lot to Fang Lang.

Fang Lang was thoughtful.

With the gap between the words, the strong men on the back of the camel mountain-like monster also floated down one after another.

On the back of the demonic beast, there is a pitch-black tower.

That is the demon pagoda facing the pagoda.

There is one demon tower left, and so is the Buddhist pagoda.

"Old bald donkey Ciyue, you and I have been fighting for hundreds of years, today... let's get to know each other."

"I am the most disciplined monster in the world. According to the rules, if you lose, the pagoda will self-destruct, and we will attack the Buddha Sea..."

"If we are defeated, we will never enter the Tang Dynasty from the Guanfohai area again."

An old man stood on the back of the giant beast and said with a smile.

The voice was high-pitched, resounding through heaven and earth, and even the crushing waves did not make waves.

Master Ciyue clasped his palms together and responded with a smile.

"Hahaha! Then you will lose this year!"

"My monster saintess will personally participate in the battle, and you will definitely lose!"

"There are also devils, who are willing to help the demons, you bald donkeys, wait to die!"

The old man on the back of the giant beast laughed excitedly.

Ci Yue was actually not angry, with a smile on her face: "Amitabha, what a coincidence... This year, the poor monk also invited the direct disciple of Taihua Sword Immortal to help in the battle."

Ci Yue's words just fell.

The smile on the old man's face suddenly froze.

The atmosphere of the powerhouse in the demon world is stagnant.

What the hell? !

Taihua Sword Immortal's personal disciple!

What kind of monster is this!

Thinking of the horror of Xuanyuan Taihua, the old man's embarrassing expression disappeared immediately, and was replaced by an incomparable solemnity.

Guan Fohai is really serious, even Xuanyuan Taihua's disciples are invited?

However, the old man glanced at him and saw Fang Lang next to the two monks.

Because Fang Lang is not a monk, he stands out among a group of monks.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but startled.

Afterwards, the old man let out a loud laugh: "You just entered the fourth rank?"

"For the first time entering the fourth rank, so what if you are a disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua?"

"What can be changed?"

On the side of the old man, a woman wearing a veil and with sharp ears stood gracefully. Her blue eyes looked down from the back of the giant beast. With a dash of fighting spirit and curiosity.

This is the demon saint.

On the other side, a man with a slender figure and flying hair in black armor also looked over.

This is the devil.

The two stared at Fang Lang.

And Fang Lang... also felt something in his heart, and looked out in response.

The eyes of the three collided with each other in the void.

Suddenly, at the moment when the eyes of the three collided.

Fang Lang suddenly heard the system's prompt sound.

"Ding, the system update is complete."