Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

When switching to the cultivation state of commoner genius Ni Wen.

For the first time, Fang Lang felt how a genius practiced!

There was a roar in my mind, vaguely, a graceful figure seemed to be sitting opposite Fang Lang, with the same movements and the same breathing rate.

The next moment, Fang Lang's body, which was extremely insensitive to aura, burst out with terrible suction as if going mad.

The aura in the spirit crystal is like a river breaking its embankment, venting out quickly.

Nine-tenths of the aura was originally left, but it was absorbed by Fang Lang in less than a quarter of an hour. Even the aura contained in the air was like a gossamer, constantly drilling towards Fang Lang's pores.

Click.

The original spirit crystal covered in the palm made a sound of shattering, which was because the spiritual energy was absorbed.

Fang Lang opened his eyes, and without hesitation, took out another spirit crystal.

Originally, Fang Lang thought that the speed of absorbing spirit crystals was the most intuitive gap between the roots, but when Fang Lang ran the "Da Tang Sword Classic", he realized that the real gap came from the speed of the circulation of the exercises in the meridians gap!

The gap between heaven and earth!

The roots of Bai Pin and Huang Pin are as different as a moat.

The place where I was confused about the sword scripture before was like a river breaking through an embankment, unimpeded.

The aura in the second spirit crystal was sucked dry by Fang Lang within a moment.

boom!

Fang Lang opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a faint stream of air around his body, pushing into the Tianling Cap, as if it was about to break through the barrier of the Tianling Cap, erupting.

In the end, it turned into a curl of green smoke, which filled the air from the top of the head.

Fang Lang let out a foul breath.

Cultivation... a breakthrough!

Four-stage swordsman!

Although this is because Fang Lang has already approached the level of the fourth-level swordsman, but if the original white root bone is added with two spirit crystals, it will take at least a month to break through.

And one month later, it will be the scientific examination. At that time, the breakthrough will be like a drop of urine dripping into the sea, which is nothing at all.

"In less than a quarter of an hour, refining two low-grade spirit crystals...is this the speed of a genius?"

Fang Lang took a deep breath, quite shocked.

But after the shock, there is only excitement left.

He can obtain a cultivation speed equivalent to 50% of the bonded object, and Ni Wen's cultivation speed is that he can refine five low-grade spirit crystals in an hour, that is to say, switching to Fang Lang and adding a triple booster card, Fang Lang His practice level is equivalent to one and a half of Ni Wen!

Seven and a half spirit crystals can be refined in one hour!

This is the speed of take-off!

Fang Lang suddenly understood why Ni Wen was able to reach the cultivation level of a ninth-level martial arts apprentice in the case of scarce resources after also entering the academy for three years.

This woman doesn't speak Wude!

She fucked up!

Fang Lang opened his eyes, grinned, this hang is good, your hang is mine!

No more time wasted, the triple booster card lasts only three hours, Fang Lang is full of energy, continue to practice!

Among the cultivation funds provided by the system, five hundred gold coins are useless at this moment, but the spirit crystal is what Fang Lang urgently needs at this moment.

Therefore, after Fang Lang stabilized the realm after the breakthrough, he followed the operation method in the Sword Apprentice Chapter of "Da Tang Sword Classic" to stabilize the realm of the fourth stage.

It took almost two quarters of an hour to stabilize, and Fang Lang began to refine the spirit crystal.

One, two, three...

The remaining three spirit crystals were all sucked dry by Fang Lang in less than an hour.

boom!

It's the familiar shock again!

Above Fang Lang's head, there was another curl of green smoke.

Five-stage swordsman!

Refining three spirit crystals in a row, Fang Lang's swordsmanship has broken through again, reaching the fifth stage!

Fang Lang opened his eyes, spit out a gas sword that was one meter long and faded into the air.

The bulging green shirt on his body calmed down, his skin turned slightly red, and he was sweating profusely, and there was even a tingling sensation spreading through his meridians.

The quick breakthrough overloaded Fang Lang's body.

However, the joy of breakthrough has overwhelmed these small sequelae, which are not a big problem. After a short rest, basically there will be no problem.

Looking at the five spiritual crystals that had lost their spiritual brilliance, Fang Lang was a little bit unsatisfied.

If enough spiritual crystals are prepared for him, Fang Lang is sure to continue to rush to the sixth-level swordsman!

Unfortunately, spirit crystals are limited, and the physical body also needs time to adapt and calm down.

A heartbeat.

The system panel pops up.

...

Host: Fang Lang

Cultivation: Five-stage swordsman

Level: LV1

Experience: 500/1000

Root bone: 36 (white)

Practice funds: 500 gold coins (only for practice projects)

Props: triple booster card x 2

Bond object: Ni Wen (50%)

Unique Passive: Extra rewards can be obtained for practice-related matters with bonded objects

...

Fang Lang looked at the system, his eyes were attracted by the experience bar.

There are 500 more experience points, where did the experience points come from?

He refined five low-grade spirit crystals just now, that is to say, this experience is transformed by five spirit crystals, and each spirit crystal is equivalent to 100 experience points?

Fang Lang seemed to understand a little bit about the system upgrade.

This made him feel a little happy.

After the system is upgraded, is it possible to bind multiple bond objects?

Just binding one Ni Wen has such a cultivation speed, if he binds more geniuses, how fast will his cultivation speed be?

This made Fang Lang look forward to it, and he couldn't help but have some ambitions for the scientific research.

If he wants to get in touch with more geniuses, he must perform well in the scientific examination.

Because of the scientific examination system, the real top geniuses are all absorbed by the big sect. Only by entering the big sect can Fang Lang have the opportunity to bind more genius bonds.

Fang Lang was thinking while changing into a clean academy green shirt. Although he understood the principle of system upgrades, there was still a problem to be clarified, whether the experience value could only be converted through practice funds, or only by refining the spirit crystal can be converted.

Unable to figure it out for the time being, Fang Lang dusted off the blue shirt he was wearing, put the money bag containing five hundred gold coins in his sleeve pocket, and Fang Lang walked out of the room.

In the main hall, Lao Fang and Uncle Zhao were having breakfast at the dining table.

The porridge is served with some light side dishes, which is very vegetarian.

Lao Fang took a mouthful of porridge, and looked at Fang Lang who walked out of the room with some surprise.

"Lang'er, why is it half an hour later than usual today?"

Old Fang asked in surprise.

Fang Lang practiced very hard, and Lao Fang knew this very well. Unfortunately, the gap in the root bone was not so easy to make up. Although he felt distressed, he would not try to dissuade him.

"The state of practice is good today, I have practiced for a while."

"Old Fang, how many spiritual crystal reserves do you have at home?"

Fang Lang grabbed a meat bun from the dining table, took a bite, smiled at Uncle Zhao by the way, and asked Lao Fang.

Uncle Zhao seemed to have noticed the change in Fang Lang's breath, he paused for a while while chopping the porridge, and glanced at Fang Lang in surprise.

"Spiritual crystal? There is one month left before the scientific examination, Lang'er, are you going to use the spiritual crystal to charge?"

"Forget it, although your boy's scientific examination should have no hope, but dad still supports you as always!"

Lao Fang took a sip of porridge again, licked his chopsticks, and said: "There are still ten low-grade spirit crystals in reserve in the mansion, and two of them will be enough for you to suck for a month. Father will send someone to your room later."

Fang Lang glanced at Lao Fang and grinned: "Two? Is this considered support? Did your father pick it up?"

"Ten, I want all of them."

Fang Lang threw down these words, no matter what old Fang's attitude was, he bit the meat bun, his green shirt fluttered, turned around and left the house, and headed towards Luojiang Academy.

"Oh, ten? Just your white root bone, ten is enough for you for a whole year! Have you run out of it?!"

Lao Fang was a little dazed, not knowing why, so he took a big mouthful of porridge and muttered.

But the chubby Uncle Zhao was thoughtful, smiled and said: "Yesterday I saw my nephew was the peak of the third-level swordsman, today is the fifth-level swordsman, two-level a day, according to this practice speed, ten swords Spirit crystals... will definitely be used up."

After hearing Lao Zhao's words, Lao Fang froze.

"My son has... poof!"

Excited, just picked up the porridge in my mouth, and a heavenly girl scattered flowers came in one bite.

...

Luojiang Academy.

The seventh book building, the third floor.

As soon as Fang Lang sat on the futon, the bell for the start of the academy was rang by the teacher who kept the bell.

Mr. Xi, who was in charge of Fang Lang's floor, sat cross-legged on the futon behind the high desk, opened the book, took pictures of the gavel, and began to give lectures.

Below, Fang Lang pursed his lips slightly, but his mind was not on listening to the class.

Ni Wen and Fang Lang are on the same floor. They are very low-key geniuses. They don't like to deal with rich kids. Coupled with the gap between the civilian faction and the rich kids' faction, there is even less communication.

After three years in the academy, Fang Lang didn't pay much attention. If he hadn't been bound, Fang Lang really wouldn't know the other party, he only knew that the other party was a very cold genius.

Afterwards, the scientific research was over, and they went their separate ways, going far and wide, never meeting each other again.

His eyes swept aimlessly, looking at Ni Wen through the figures of many classmates.

The girl knelt on the futon, she was a little immature, but she had a good appearance, she was a beauty embryo, but because of the simple diet, her face did not have much blood color, her figure was thin, and the green shirt of the academy covered her body, making her look loose and elegant. thick.

The girl raised her head, her neck was slender and fair, and she listened carefully to the teacher's lecture. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly as she closed her eyes and opened her eyes in thought.

And when Fang Lang looked at the girl, the other party's keen spirituality seemed to have noticed Fang Lang's gaze, brushed up the drooping fragments of hair, raised his eyelids slightly, and collided with Fang Lang's gaze.

Ni Wen was taken aback for a moment, only to feel an inexplicable electric shock passing through her heart.

There is a vague sense of familiarity that arises spontaneously from the bottom of my heart, as if I have been friends with Fang Lang for many years.

This unique, never-before-seen feeling caused her pretty face to blush instantly, and she hurriedly looked away like a frightened deer.

Ni Wen suppressed the strange sense of familiarity, but she felt a little scared in her heart. A Niang kept telling her to come to the academy to practice, and not to offend those rich and poor, poor and poor people, although the academy has a protection mechanism for ordinary people , but, if she really played, she would definitely not be able to play with these rich and young.

Today, Fang Lang stared at her, which made her a little scared, deeply afraid that what A Niang told her would happen to her.

Don't look at me, don't look at me...

Ni Wen huddled in her loose blue shirt, pursed her lips, and couldn't help muttering in her heart.

However, the sense of familiarity that seemed to come from the depths of her soul made her unable to help but sneak back...

It happened to meet Fang Lang's gaze again, and Fang Lang tapped the book case with his fingers, seeming to be surprised by her turning around, and suddenly, he smiled as the sunny boy who thought he was elegant, easy-going, and sincere.

Ni Wen: (ΩДΩ)!

Damn! Don't look at me!

This smile is terrifying!

Don't...don't laugh at me!

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