Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Cracks lay across the barriers of the two worlds, and extremely powerful energy fluctuations swept across.

Under the leadership of Master Ciyue, Fang Lang left the world of demons and returned to Guanfohai.

On the martial arts arena, monks sat cross-legged, and they also got news about the just-concluded stupa battle.

For the battle of the stupa, every monk in Guanfohai is very concerned. After all, once Guanfohai loses in the battle of the stupa, what they have to face is the two clans of monsters. Que's attack, when the time comes, every monk will have to face the war.

Where there is war, there will be death.

Therefore, Fang Lang helped Guanfohai win this crucial stupa battle and prevented the war, which is a kind of supreme merit to the saints of Guanfohai.

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

The two monks Fajue and Fahe also laughed happily.

This day is a great joy for Guanfohai.

Fang Lang smiled. He was invited to this battle of the pagoda, but Fang Lang also gained a lot in this battle of the pagoda.

Binding the demon saint Bai Ling and the demon son Chi Yun, not only the system has been upgraded, but its own strength has also been improved.

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

After all, the devil Chi Yun broke through to the fifth rank in battle, and the demon saint Bai Ling is also preparing to break through to the fifth rank. With the talents and roots of the two, entering the fifth rank for the first time, when it comes to combat power, it is on par with the ordinary sixth rank. , There is not even any problem, and Fang Lang can feel the speed at which the demon Chi Yun's cultivation is improving, which is terrifyingly fast.

And the stronger they are, the stronger Fang Lang will be.

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

For example, Wen Ting, who has cultivated a sword for ten years, has not made an inch of cultivation in the past ten years, but after the outbreak of the swordsmanship, after the thought is clear, the cultivation base soars, comparable to a seventh-rank or even eighth-rank powerhouse.

And back then, the skill of raising the sword had even reached the level of being able to assassinate ninth rank powerhouses.

The real strength gap actually lies in the span between Ninth Rank and Transcendence.

Master Ciyue kept his promise, and he took Fang Lang slowly among the ancient temples in Guanfohai. One after another, the ancient temples seemed to be located in the sea of ​​clouds, and the sea of ​​clouds was misty, like a vast ocean.

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

Perhaps, this is the origin of the name Guanfohai.

And in this ancient temple, Master Ciyue stood there, with one hand erect in front of him, the other pointing forward, and said: "The Lotus Wheel Sword fell there."

Looking up, Fang Lang could feel a bright sword intent tearing out from the sea of ​​clouds, as if it was about to tear the sky into pieces. Vaguely, that sword intent seemed to be quietly blooming, slowly blooming into a a lotus flower.

"The Lotus Wheel Sword."

Fang Lang murmured.

His body stood upright, and a gust of wind blew in, making the white shirt tightly cling to his body.

"Liansheng, Lianhui, today's Lianlun..."

The four swords of reincarnation of life and death were left by Xuanyuan Taihua, like clues left behind, and also like some kind of summoning ceremony.

In a trance, Fang Lang felt as if he was approaching a certain truth step by step, and wanted to reveal a certain truth.

When the four swords converge into one, can they really summon Xuanyuan Taihua back?

Now, with the increase in things that Fang Lang comes into contact with, he vaguely feels as if he is in a mysterious and complicated chess game.

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

The current him is just a small person to those high and extraordinary powerhouses.

Under the leadership of Master Ciyue, the two walked through the deep bluestone road in the forest, and crossed one moss-covered ancient temple after another.

There is a silence between heaven and earth, as if there is a voice of Buddha rendering everything.

Fang Lang scanned the ancient temples, feeling a little peaceful in his heart.

Watching Buddha Sea does have a meditation effect. As he walked, Fang Lang felt that the impetuous forces in his body began to calm down slowly, and even improved slightly.

Master Ciyue took a deep look at Fang Lang.

"Benefactor Fang, I have a predestined relationship with my Buddhism."

"It's a pity that Master Fang is a disciple of Taihua Sword Immortal, otherwise, entering my Buddhist sect will make me see the Buddha sea greatly."

Master Ciyue's words were full of regret.

Fang Lang smiled and said nothing.

The bamboo forest was long, and the rustling sound of the bamboo sea churning made Fang Lang's heart more peaceful.

"This is the ancient temple where the Lotus Wheel Sword fell, and it is also the center of watching the sea of ​​Buddha..."

Master Ciyue said.

Afterwards, the door of the ancient temple was pushed open, and there were densely packed swords in sight. Every sword was stuck on the ground, some were rusted, some were broken, and some were still shining brightly. Among the many swords stuck on the ground, guarding In the center of the sword, there is a suspended sword, which is incomparably miraculous. This is the Lianlun Sword.

Many monks sat cross-legged on the ground, surrounding the lotus wheel sword, and they were contemplating enlightenment.

The cultivation of these monks is not weak, basically they are all in the upper fourth rank.

They are all comprehending the meaning contained in the Lotus Wheel Sword.

Although the Lotus Wheel Sword does not contain Buddhist teachings, the power of the sword intent in it is of great help to Buddhist disciples.

"This is Taihua Sword Immortal's disciple. He was ordered by his master to take back the Lotus Wheel Sword."

Master Ciyue said.

After the words fell, the monks who were contemplating all stood up, recited the Buddha's name, and gave way to Fang Lang.

Every monk has respect for Xuanyuan Taihua in his eyes.

"Fang benefactor, please."

"The matter of drawing the sword depends on fate. My Buddha also pays attention to fate. If Master Fang can take away the Lianlun Sword, I will naturally not hinder it from the sea of ​​Buddhas."

Master Ciyue said.

Fang Lang nodded.

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

When it reappeared, it was on the top of an ancient temple surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds.

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

"Now the Tang Dynasty is in great chaos. Asilao Mountain rebelled in the name of the third prince. The army has already begun to overwhelm the territory, breaking down 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 and has suppressed many supernatural beings in the Tang Dynasty. Now, Asi Luoshan has teamed up with the supernatural powerhouses to break the rule of the Holy Emperor... Troubled times are coming."

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

"However, the Lianlun Sword is very good. What is really rare is the Lianshi Sword inserted on the Maizong. Besides, if Fang Lang pulls out the Lianlun Sword, he has already got three swords. The last one, Asi Luoshan Waiting for the rebels, it is absolutely impossible for Fang Lang to succeed."

The Buddha spoke slowly and said.

Master Ciyue fell silent and didn't say anything.

He is not stupid either, he naturally understands that the fight for the last lotus-death 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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Inside the ancient temple, the Lotus Wheel Sword was floating quietly, not inserted into the ground, but suspended, with the tip of the sword hanging down from the ground, an inch away from the ground.

And the ground around the lotus wheel sword was cut into a blooming lotus by countless sword qi.

The dense sword marks are a bit shocking, and the surrounding swords on the ground seem to be guarding this lotus.

All the monks around the ancient temple walked away, either suspended, or standing on the big tree, or looking at the square waves in the field.

Many monks were 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 intentions in the Lotus Wheel Sword, and they have also used this sword intention to reach a higher level.

However, even the Buddha didn't stop Fang Lang, so they naturally wouldn't stop him on their own initiative.

As for whether Fang Lang could pull out the sword, most monks had no doubts.

Because, Fang Lang has already obtained two swords of Xuanyuan Taihua, one with lotus birth and one with lotus back.

Therefore, for the Lianlun Sword, no one thought Fang Lang would fail.

Many monks just feel regret that it will be difficult to have a sword to help them realize enlightenment in the future.

Under the attention of everyone, Fang Lang finally took a step.

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

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

What happened to Iron Law?

What happened to the Holy Emperor.

Xuanyuan Taihua is absolutely aware of all this.

The Lianlun Sword is located in this ancient temple in the center of the Buddha Sea, as if inserted in the center of the Buddha Sea.

Many monks are trying to comprehend, the closer they are to the Lotus Wheel Sword, the more oppressed they will feel. So far, except for Buddha and Master Ciyue, there are basically no monks who can really get close to the Lotus Wheel Sword. .

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

On the big tree outside the ancient temple.

Fahe and Monk Fajue floated on dead leaves.

"Senior Brother Fahe, do you think Master Fang can pull out the Lotus Wheel Sword?"

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

Monk Fajue muttered endlessly.

Monk Fahe nodded solemnly with a sullen face and expressionless face.

The way to deal with TB is to not talk, and you can say whatever you want.

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

Fa Jue was really curious, how Fang Lang could pull out this lotus wheel sword.

How should Fang Lang pull out this sword that countless monks in the sea of ​​watching Buddha could not pull out?

Is it possible that one who was born as a disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua can do whatever he wants?

However, soon, Monk Fajue's expression changed.

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Fang Lang felt the sword intent in the air, and he took a slow step, his robes fluttering automatically without wind.

What reverberated between the heaven and the earth was the incomparably clear sword chant.

In Fang Lang's eyes, the Lotus Wheel Sword seemed to be a blooming lotus.

With his eyes closed, Fang Lang felt that the Lianlun Sword was like a bright sun, and the sword's intent scattered like sunlight.

Under the sunshine, Fang Lang felt that he was becoming immature and young...

This is the power to turn back time.

Fang Lang was slightly taken aback, but Gujing had no waves, and he began to mobilize his time sword intent of comprehension.

As the sword intent surged over time, it seemed as if a gurgling water wrapped around his body and swept it.

Then, Fang Lang stretched out his hand and aimed at the Lianlun Sword from afar.

The sword intent of time that Fang Lang comprehended attracted Lianlunjian like a fatal temptation.

Jingle, jingle...

The swords inserted around the Lianlun Sword began to tremble uncontrollably, and then they floated up from the ground one after another, suspended in the air, and collided with each other.

And Fang Lang raised his hand, and made a move towards Lianlunjian.

Lianlunjian is like a shy little girl, guarded by many suspended iron swords, like a clear stream, breaking through the muddy muddy water, and slowly flowing towards Fang Lang.

In the end, Fang Lang held it in his hand.

The Lianlun sword was held by Fang Lang, the blade trembled slightly, and even gave out a crisp sword noise, as if it had returned to its proper position.

The Liansheng and Lianhui swords in the sword box on Fang Lang's back also trembled in response.

hum...

An invisible sword wave spread out, and then, the suspended sword fell back to the ground again, and was inserted back into the ground again.

The monks around were stunned.

So... pulled it out?

Most of the monks guessed that Fang Lang could draw the sword, but they never thought that the way Fang Lang drew the sword was... so easy and freehand.

It's as if they are recalling their own captive milk cats.

And Fang Lang held the Lotus Wheel Sword. The sword energy and sword intent contained in the sword seemed to trickle into Fang Lang's body, Fang Lang's meridians.

The sword intent of time in Fang Lang's dantian seemed to be smeared, and changed indistinctly.

The aura in Fang Lang's body began to soar, and his comprehension of the sword intent soared rapidly, helping him to perfect the time sword intent!

Outside the ancient temple.

Stepping on the dead leaves, the monk Fajue, who was floating on the tree, saw Fang Lang beckoning gently, the extremely rare lotus wheel sword, even the lotus wheel sword that many monks can't even get close to, is like a baby swallow returning to its nest He rushed towards Fang Lang in general.

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

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