Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Surrounded by three thousand exercises!

What kind of exercise affinity is this? !

Ten Wenting levels of affinity!

Outside the pavilion, Wen Ting only felt that the wolfberry tea in his mouth could not taste the slightest sweetness.

The scar on Elder Ji's face was squirming, and he smiled broadly. His vision was indeed right. Fang Lang was definitely a top evildoer who was able to pull out the Liansheng sword.

However, it is still too shocking to be able to induce three thousand exercises to surround it!

Ten Wen Tings, Elder Ji calmed down the excitement in his heart, and let out a breath slowly.

"It's a pity, after choosing one exercise, the other exercises will retreat."

"However, with 3,000 exercises, one should be able to produce a middle-grade earth-level one, right?"

Elder Ji murmured.

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In the hidden sword tower.

Fang Lang didn't expect such a situation to happen. These exercises are too enthusiastic. With three thousand exercises, Fang Lang feels that his eyes are almost blurred.

But he already owns the "Thousand Swords Classic", which is a sword cultivation method that has reached the top-rank level of the earth level just by the first volume.

Fang Lang can expect that if the next volume comes out, this "Thousand Volumes Sutra" may become a heaven-level exercise!

The blessing to the speed of practice will definitely reach a very terrifying level!

Therefore, Fang Lang will not give up "The Classic of Ten Thousand Swords" easily.

"Huh? Wait a minute..."

Fang Lang seemed to have thought of something, his eyes gradually lit up as he watched the pieces of exercises.

"The "Thousand Swords Classic" is the exclusive skill of sword cultivators, and it does not have any help for martial arts or martial arts. That is to say... I actually still have the opportunity to choose two skills, because there are two other systems in my body. !"

"That's not right...it's three parts. Although Confucianism and Taoism can only be a little bit, it's still a kind of system!"

For a moment, Fang Lang seemed to be suddenly enlightened. Looking at these exercises, his eyes gradually became eager.

Nowadays, Fang Lang's sword practice is indeed fast, but his skills and martial arts are much slower.

With the help of skills, Shu Dao and Martial Arts should be able to quickly reach the peak of the second rank, and try to hit the third rank!

Fang Lang's eyes were wandering, he was looking for exercises related to Shuxiu and martial arts.

Although the Cangjian Pavilion mainly collects kendo skills, but as the inheritance of Jianshu Sect for thousands of years, the skills of Shuxiu and martial arts are also collected.

Perhaps the skills of martial arts are not comparable to the top martial arts sects such as Jiyuanguan and Daozong, and the martial arts skills are not comparable to the martial arts sect of Xianwu Pagoda.

But the Shuxiu and martial arts skills that can be accommodated by the hidden sword pavilion are naturally not too weak.

Fang Lang's spiritual thoughts slowly fluctuated out, and the "spiritual pupil" talent was activated, turning the concept into a wave of spreading ripples, impacting many exercises.

Soon, the light of a book of exercises fluctuated, and with a "swoosh", it swung away the surrounding exercises, shooting towards Fang Lang like a meteor.

Fang Lang raised his hand and grabbed it, and captured this exercise.

"The mid-level cultivation method "God's Tears Jue"."

The light disappeared, and the exercise turned into a stream of light, pouring into Fang Lang's mind, and all about the operation method of the exercise appeared in Fang Lang's mind.

But Fang Lang didn't have time to investigate, his whole body was shocked, and his blood was rolling like a river!

"One more!"

The martial artist's cultivation broke out, and Fang Lang felt his blood surging, and he couldn't help roaring in the martial arts style.

His eyes swept over, and a dazzling kung fu suddenly trembled and shot towards him.

Fang Lang raised his hand, and punched away the light on the kung fu.

"A mid-level martial art technique "The Dragon Fury Sutra."

Another earth-level technique!

Fang Lang was overjoyed, was he lucky?

No, it should be the reason for the sword will seed in the body, plus the attraction formed by switching the state of the four fetters...

After accepting the two exercises, the group of swords and exercises surrounding him hadn't dissipated yet, Fang Lang's heart moved, and he burst out with arrogance.

The surrounding swords trembled for a while, and then faded away like a tide.

Fang Lang froze. Obviously, there were no Confucian and Taoist exercises in the hidden sword building, which was a little regrettable. I always felt that Ximen Xianxian's Confucianism and Taoism were despised.

The three thousand exercises dispersed one after another, and the quiet corridor reappeared. Fang Lang harvested two middle-grade exercises of the ground level, satisfied, and walked out of the corridor.

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Outside the hidden sword building.

The newly promoted disciples who entered the building came out one after another, some were happy, some were disappointed, and some were full of frustration.

Jiang Linglong also walked out, she didn't take any exercises, because she didn't need them, the Prince Wu Mansion had already prepared earth-level exercises for her.

She came here just to go through the motions and see her own affinity for exercises.

Disciples came out one by one.

Ni Wen received a high-grade Xuan-level exercise, with a bit of excitement on her face that hadn't faded.

The main reason is that she is a skill cultivator. If she was replaced by a sword cultivator, she should be able to obtain an earth-level sword cultivating technique.

Liu Bubai also walked out, and he also got a Xuan-rank exercise, he knows how to be content and always happy, with a smile on his face.

Finally, most of the disciples walked out.

However, the hidden sword building was still not closed, and Wen Ting and Elder Ji were still staring at the hidden sword building with expectations in their eyes.

It took almost a quarter of an hour before Fang Lang walked out of the hidden sword building.

On the top of the building, the old senior's eyes were misty, and he glanced at Fang Lang, which was a little inconceivable, but then he shook his head regretfully.

"It's a pity that I chose two mid-level earth-level exercises, but neither of them are sword cultivation exercises."

He is sorry.

However, Fang Lang has no regrets at all.

Elder Ji returned to his ruthless appearance, glanced at a group of disciples who were either excited or frustrated, and said indifferently: "After obtaining the exercises, the next step is to go back and practice hard. With the help of exercises, you can condense your sword energy. The speed of sword energy entering the gang will be much faster."

"When you have all completed the introduction to the exercises, we will start dividing into teams."

After the words fell.

Elder Ji bowed his hands towards the old man sitting alone on the tall building.

Then the sword energy rose and fell, and Feidu left the hidden sword building with his disciples, and the selection of exercises came to an end.

Except for the seniors who knew the inside story, Elder Ji and Wen Ting, no one knew what happened during the selection of the exercises.

When everyone returned to the martial arts arena.

On the first day of enrolling in the sect, the sky began to become gloomy, the sun set to the west, and the sea of ​​clouds above the Shu Mountain seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the scenery was wonderful.

Elder Ji and Wen Ting were very clear about the temperament of the disciples. At this moment, these disciples were afraid that they could not wait to study the newly acquired exercises, so they didn't say any more useless nonsense, and directly disbanded the team.

The newly recruited disciples returned to their respective accommodations, taking advantage of their enthusiasm for the exercises, and began to enter the state of practice.

After Fang Lang said goodbye to Lao Jiang, he returned to his yard.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and when he raised his head, he could see countless twinkling stars in the dark night sky through the window.

On the top of Shushan Mountain, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds and facing the night sky, it looks like stars that can be picked by hand.

Fang Lang restrained his emotions, switched the state of the four fetters, and started to practice as he had studied before.

Three fellow practitioners!

The meditation array is activated, and the mind is immersed.

The spirit crystals were placed around by Fang Lang, and the spirit crystals shone brightly in the dark night.

Fang Lang first practiced the "Shen Tears Art", which was obtained by practicing the technique. To practice this technique, one must first condense a spiritual crystal in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then continue through the operation of the technique and meditation, Bless the spiritual crystallization.

Because the condensed crystal of spiritual thoughts looks like a drop of tear, it is called God's tear.

The skill repair was of great help to Fang Lang's improvement of the small forbidden spell.

Therefore, Fang Lang felt that he had to work harder!

"System! Use the meditation card!"

Fang Lang said.

After successfully using the meditation card, Fang Lang began to practice the exercises, trying to practice in Ni Wen's fettered state.

With the help of the meditation card, the speed of running "God Tears Art" is accelerated, and the growth rate of spiritual thoughts is also accelerated!

The aura of Shuxiu began to crazily transform into mana!

One after another, the low-grade spirit crystals were consumed and sucked dry!

On the other side, Fang Lang controls Wei Sheng's fetters, and practices the martial arts "Dragon Fury", which is also an earth-level skill. The effect of the Dragon Fury is that it can be cultivated to be as vigorous as a dragon, with special effects of dragon anger!

It can shock the opponent's heart and mind!

Fang Lang used the "Triple Body Forging Card" to practice, and the spirit crystals were piled up as if they didn't need money.

This night, Fang Lang began to enter the real state of practice after a long absence!

The moon was shining brightly, shining on Fang Lang's figure pulling the elder in the yard.

Although he became the champion, Fang Lang knew that his future practice path would never be smooth.

Whether it is the third prince or the eldest prince, it has become a haze that hangs over his heart.

He must work harder, work harder!

"System! Use the five-fold booster card!"

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Time passes imperceptibly!

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

These days, the turmoil of new disciples entering the sect has gradually subsided, and those who should practice should practice, and those who should do tasks should do tasks.

For Jianshu Sect, it didn't have much impact, but there were some new faces.

And Fang Lang, a romantic figure among the new disciples, seemed to have lost his voice completely. He was practicing in the Huangji Jiange, and the meditation formation in the courtyard where he was located was opened day and night, and many passing disciples felt distressed for it.

You must know that the meditation formation will run for one night, but it will consume three low-grade spirit crystals, let alone Fang Lang's three days of running the meditation formation without stopping, it may cost more than a dozen spirit crystals.

Is this the champion?

Sure enough, rich and powerful!

Fang Lang fell silent, but another influential figure, Jiang Linglong, began to gain fame.

She began to challenge the disciples of Huangji Jiange who were in a higher position.

Jiang Linglong, who was at the first stage of the Sword Astral Realm, challenged all the way up, from the original 800 seats to the 600 seats, defeated a disciple of Huang Ji who was at the third stage of the Sword Astral Realm, and became the disciple of the 600th seat.

She didn't continue to challenge, because she knew her current limit was here.

In the Jiange, the seats of the other disciples were postponed by one.

Fang Lang fell to 800 seats without knowing it. However, everyone is a disciple of the Huangji Jiange, and there is no need to give up the courtyard if the disciples in the pavilion change.

Jiang Linglong's reputation as a peerless genius immediately resounded throughout Huangji Jiange, and even attracted the attention of the top ten Tianjiao in Huangji Jiange.

Besides Jiang Linglong's reputation as a genius, there was a panic spreading among Jianshu's inner and outer sects.

"The pure-blooded alien genius from the frontier is about to enter the sect!"

"This is the first time in the Tang Dynasty that a foreign race has joined the sect to practice!"

"I always feel that these heroes from different races are menacing, and the competition in the sect is becoming more and more cruel. I still miss the carefree days in the academy!"

Rumors and rumors spread endlessly, and the Zongmen's high-level officials did not stop it. The news gradually swept through the entire Jianshu Sect like a river bursting its embankment.

Whether it is a new disciple or an old disciple, they all feel great pressure.

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The eleventh day of the new disciple's admission to the sect.

Snow began to fall in the sky above Jianshu Sect, and the heavy snow flew, covering the mountain road with a thick layer.

Numerous vegetation are covered with white snow clothes.

The top of Shu Mountain, Daping.

Chao Xiaojian stood quietly, with white hair and white eyebrows fluttering, beside him, the elders of Jianshu Sect were also watching quietly.

A group of people looked serious.

The sea of ​​clouds was broken, and the wind and snow all over the sky seemed to be stagnant. At the end of the horizon, there were a number of horse-drawn carriages lined up neatly, coming from the clouds. The flying horses were dressed in heavy armor, as if they were still stained with blood, and a strong smell of blood spread across the surface. , full of depression!

"coming."

Beside Xiaojian, an elder stared at him and said seriously.

Even Chao Xiaojian squinted his eyes, his white hair fluttering.

This is a convoy of iron horses and golden swords!

Soon, the carriages landed on the Daping of Shushan Mountain one after another. Some disciples who stood up to look at it didn't know if it was an illusion, but felt that the whole Shushan Mountain was shaking.

There were three carriages in total, and the three were responsible for driving them. The figure covered in blood armor set foot on Daping.

"Under the command of General Luoshan, the commander of Asiyuan has met the deputy suzerain."

The leading figure in blood armor, with a knife on his waist, clasped his fists and said.

The surging momentum seemed to dye half of the mountain red with blood, and the murderous aura spread across the face, approaching Xiaojian directly.

Smiling faintly at Xiaojian, his momentum changed, suppressing all oppression.

"Okay, don't use any tricks, it's meaningless. Since the Emperor Tang issued an edict ordering all ethnic groups to send geniuses into the sect, although I'm not happy with Chao Xiaojian, I won't do anything wrong, and I won't send you guys into the sect. All these talents of foreign races are left behind."

Grinning at Xiaojian, showing bright white teeth, he smiled.

A Siyuan's eyes under the blood-colored armor froze for a moment, and his hand involuntarily fell on the handle of the knife.

"Come on, unless A Siluoshan comes in person, you alone can't stop me from going towards Xiaojian."

Glancing at A Siyuan's little gesture at Xiaojian, he laughed.

Then he grabbed a piece of falling snow, glanced at those heroes of different races who got out of the carriage one after another, and said: "Geniuses from all your races come to my Jianshu sect, and I naturally welcome Xiaojian. The disciples of Jianshu Sect sent some whetstones, more urgent, naturally it is very good."

"But remember, you have to abide by the rules of my Jianshu sect, otherwise... in my Chaoxiaojian's territory, even if Asilao Mountain comes, I have to coil it for me!"

To the small sword.

The complexions of A Siyuan and many heroes of other races changed slightly, and after a long time, they all bowed towards Chao Xiaojian one after another.

"Respect, the order of the suzerain."

"We shall abide by the rules of Jianshu Sect."

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In the Jianshu Sect, several small courtyards were specially set aside for heroes from other races to live in.

The strong men responsible for guarding the safety of the heroes of the foreign race looked at A Siyuan.

"Commander, this Chao Xiaojian... is so rampant!"

A strong foreigner couldn't help but said.

A Siyuan glanced at him: "Put away your little thoughts, after Xuanyuan Taihua disappeared, Chao Xiaojian supported Jianshu Sect by himself, so that Jianshu Sect can still stand among the top ten sects, naturally there is some strength."

"Chao Xiaojian is one of the best masters in the whole Tang Dynasty."

"I entered Jianshu by order of the army. General Luoshan asked me to protect the heroes of our clan. This is our mission. Don't do or think about other things!"

Several powerful aliens nodded seriously: "I will find out later."

"However, the geniuses of our clan have killed enemies on the front line, bathed in blood, conquered the demon palace, and fought with sin and blood rebellion. They are far from comparable to those disciples in the Jianshu sect who live in a gentle village and practice quietly. .”

"The number one scholar in the Great Tang scientific examination this year was also in Jianshu. It was this son who made the theory, which made the emperor of the Tang Dynasty jealous of us and other clans. This son... hateful!"

"I heard that this number one scholar entered the Jianshu Neizong Huangji Jiange, which symbolizes elite disciples?"

"Yes, let the genius of our clan challenge the champion of the Tang Dynasty tomorrow! Let him get out of the Jiange like a bereaved dog! This son is really hated!"

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A hero from a foreign race joined the Jianshu Sect, which immediately caused an uproar among the disciples of the Jianshu Sect's inner and outer sects!

And the second day.

On the Pre-Sword Peak, the disciples of the Neizong who were practicing swords on the Daping all changed their faces.

Because a group of geniuses from different races climbed to Yujian Peak.

Ling Yujianfeng's breath suddenly became tense.

But one of the alien geniuses wearing a fur coat and a sable hat had a cold smile. Across the vast sea of ​​clouds, he couldn't wait to challenge Fang Lang, who was at the Huangji Jiange, by name and name, with a mighty voice , stirring in the sky above the sea of ​​clouds!

"Fang Lang, the champion of the new division, is the Jiange seat getting warm?!"

"Since we are here, your seat should be replaced!"

"Xinke champion, dare to fight!"

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