The Family Is Too Invincible, I Just Choose To Put It Badly

"These three Saint-level techniques are the top techniques of the Holy Land of Taichu and are very suitable for you to cultivate."

Just as Fang Lan was digesting the information in his mind, the voice of the Taichu Sacred Lord sounded in his ears.

Saint-level techniques!

Yellow, Black, Earth, Sky, Saint, and Emperor!

These were the levels of techniques in this world.

Above the Emperor-level techniques, there was an "Immortal-level," but that was only a legend. Emperor-level techniques were currently the highest techniques of the human race.

According to the memory of his predecessor, the Celestial Court, the most powerful force of the human race, had Emperor-level techniques.

The highest cultivation technique of the Holy Land of Taichu was the God-level, which was the Canon of Taichu that he cultivated.

The Canon of Taichu was the reason why the Fang family could establish the Holy Land of Taichu and also the reason why it could become a Holy Land of the human race!

The voice of the Taichu Sacred Lord echoed in his ears, and the various information in his mind also calmed down at this moment.

As the information appeared, Fang Lan knew the names of the three techniques in his mind.

Supreme Tenacity Spiritual Cultivation, Great Sun Golden Body Technique, and Magnetism Annihilation Divine Technique.

Each technique had reached the Saint-level, and its power was extraordinary.

"Phew ~"

"Three Saint-level techniques!"

Even Fang Lan, who had always had an attitude of not caring about cultivation, was shocked when he saw these three Saint-level techniques.

One had to know that a Heaven-level technique was enough to establish a cultivation family, and it would have a lot of power in the human race today.

Saint-level techniques were something that only Holy Lands could have.

Every Holy Land of the human race was the guarantee that supported the hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions of years!

If it were in the outside world, a Saint-level technique was enough to attract the pursuit of countless cultivators. Even some Holy Lands and ancient families would be tempted in the face of a Saint-level technique.

It could be said that a Saint-level technique was the foundation that supported a Holy Land.

From this, one could see the power of a Saint-level technique and the shock in Fang Lan's heart at this moment.

The Holy Land of Taichu indeed had a deep and terrifying foundation!

Not only did they have at least three Saint-level techniques, but they also had God-level techniques.

Even so, the Holy Land of Taichu had not been able to enter the top ten Holy Lands of the human race.

From this, one could see how terrifying the top ten Holy Lands of the human race were!

Fang Lan's heart was surging, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

When the Taichu Sacred Lord saw this, he didn't think too much about it. He only thought that Fang Lan was immersed in the shock of the saint level cultivation method.

"Alright, I've already given you the cultivation technique, the natural treasures, and the Nine Dragons Carriage. Father's objective for coming here has been accomplished as well, so I'll be returning now."

"Lan 'er, you should cultivate diligently on this Tai Xuan Peak."

With that, the Taichu Saint Lord waved his sleeve. He immediately turned into a streak of light, disappearing into the pitch-black night like a ripple in water.

The night breeze blew gently, and a wisp of chill came from not far away. The sycamore trees in the courtyard rustled. In the deep and silent night, the valley was empty.

Fang Lan only woke up from her contemplation after the other party had completely left.

He let out a long sigh and scratched his head. He couldn't help but feel depressed.

He seemed to have accepted an incredible task.

Can't it be lousy in the future?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

I will never compromise on the days of being rotten!

Inheriting the Holy Land of Taichu, cultivating hard …

It was impossible.

I, Fang Lan, will never cultivate!

Whoosh —

Looking at the various cultivation techniques floating in the sky, Fang Lan didn't even bother to look at them. He directly put them all into his storage ring.

After putting away the various cultivation techniques and secret manuals, Fang Lan's gaze immediately fell on the Nine Dragons Carriage in the courtyard.

The Nine Dragons Carriage, which had shrunk countless times, had lost its terrifying aura. However, the nine fire dragons in front of it still gave people a strong sense of impact.

The Dragon Clan was born arrogant and was the supreme ruler of the Beast Clan!

Although they were few in number, when each dragon reached adulthood, its cultivation would often reach a terrifying level.

The Nine Dragons Carriage in front of him was pulled by nine fire dragons. Its appearance and aura were one of the best. If one could ride it, one could imagine how impressive it would be.

Hmm —

Anything could be done, but the only thing that must be impressive was to show off.

Otherwise, as the young master of the Holy Land, wouldn't people think that he was unworthy of his reputation?

With that thought in mind,

Fang Lan slowly walked toward the Nine Dragons Carriage. Because it had been refined, the Nine Dragons Carriage now regarded him as its master. Even though Fang Lan was only in the Blood Movement Realm, he approached it without any hindrance.

The nine fire dragons floated quietly in the air. Their dragon whiskers fluttered in the wind, and flames spewed out from their dragon breaths.

The blazing flames lingered around the fire dragons, burning the surrounding space. Even the temperature was rising rapidly.

The temperature around the Nine Dragons Carriage had reached hundreds of degrees. Even a cultivator in the Shackled Realm could not withstand this temperature, let alone Fang Lan, who was only in the Blood Movement Realm.

If he were an ordinary cultivator in the Blood Movement Realm, he would be burned into nothingness in an instant when faced with such high temperatures.

However, these flames and temperatures were no threat to Fang Lan. Fang Lan did not feel the slightest discomfort as he walked.

Looking at the giant dragon surrounded by terrifying flames, Fang Lan could imagine how terrifying the surrounding temperature was. He also guessed that the reason he could get close must have something to do with the mark his father had given him.

After the Taichu Sacred Lord had given him the Nine Dragons Carriage, he had injected the mark that could be controlled into Fang Lan's sea of consciousness.

Now, with just a thought, the Nine Dragons Carriage in front of him could change according to his will.

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