Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

Zhao Zhenshi stood in the cloudy formation, staring at the carriage that descended from the sky.

He didn't arrest Fang Lang, that's because Fang Lang is a disciple of Taihua Sword Immortal, and the Lianhui sword is still stuck in the Dao Mausoleum. Fang Lang came here this time to draw the sword. If he hurt Fang Lang, I'm afraid It will cause the reaction of Lian Huijian.

However, except for Fang Lang, if other people want to join the Dao sect so arrogantly, they will have to pay a price!

The four elders soared into the sky, and the terrifying aura seemed to make the entire mountain change color, the clouds surged, and the mountains and rivers changed color!

These are four extremely powerful monks.

The fourth-rank mantra, the fifth-rank mantra, the sixth-rank earth mantra, the seventh-rank heavenly mantra, the eighth-rank forbidden mantra...

These four elders of the Dao Sect are all existences of the Seventh Grade Heavenly Curse Realm, and what they are using at this moment is also the extremely powerful Five Elements Array of the Dao Sect!

This five-element array is not comparable to An Fan's array that has mastered the fur.

As soon as the magic circle came out, a vision appeared, as if destroying the world!

At this moment, all the disciples who were about to rush towards the direction of the Dao Mausoleum stopped, and Fang Lang raised his head with a change in expression.

Fang Lang also didn't know how strong the old man in the blacksmith's shop was.

However, to be able to be admired by Chao Xiaojian, his strength should not be weak.

The carriage fell, and the four elders were suspended around the carriage. The four magic circles seemed to block the east, west, north, south, and the four directions, trying to crush the carriage.

On the carriage, Zhao Wuji, who was a fifth-rank martial artist, was full of energy and blood, and felt a huge oppression, which made him almost out of breath!

Zhao Zhenshi held his hands behind his back, his Taoist robe flying, staring at the void.

Looking at the carriage that was about to be crushed, he laughed out loud.

"Hahaha……"

"Zhao Longshi is not in Dao Dao Sect, but you Zhao Zhenshi are very domineering?"

"This old man has been blacksmithing for many years, but he has never made a move. Has everyone in this world forgotten his bad name?"

"Back then Taihua dominated Daozong alone, but today... I, Huang Zhihe, have come to experience that coquettishness."

Words fell.

However, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a wrinkled face like the old root of Coptis chinensis, with a faint smile on his face, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Instantly!

In that hand, a hammer appeared!

A hammer full of mottled sword marks!

Fang Lang looked up, his eyes were extremely bright.

However, a boundless and endless sword intent erupted from the hammer!

The old man sat in the carriage, grabbed the hammer in one hand, and swung it up. The hammer was as sharp as a sword!

The magical formation that had the illusion of a giant dragon occupying the mountain was hit by a hammer in an instant, and the invisible air waves spread out in ripples, setting off a strong wind!

It's like being pierced by a divine blade from top to bottom!

The elder of the Dao Sect turned pale in an instant, gushing out a mouthful of blood, and fell back onto the square as if struck by lightning, the blue bricks beneath him cracked and sunken like blooming flowers.

And the old man flicked his fingers lightly, and the heavy sword intent was smashed out again with the heavy hammer.

Four magic circles, four hammers smashed!

The four elders of Dao Sect fell on the square one after another.

Once the pressure on Zhao Wuji's body was released, he drove the carriage and landed on the square quietly.

The hammer disappeared, the curtain of the carriage was lowered, and everything returned to its original calm appearance.

The expressions of the four elders around them changed inexplicably, and there was fear flowing deep in their eyes. When they saw the hammer covered with mottled sword marks, they knew who it was that struck.

Zhao Zhenshi stared at the carriage from the sea of ​​clouds formation.

"One Hammer Sword Immortal, Huang Zhihe."

"I didn't expect Chao Xiaojian to invite you, an old ghost, out of the mountain."

"But you were not defeated by Xuanyuan Taihua many years ago, why did you help Xuanyuan Taihua?"

Zhao Zhenshi said.

He knew that Huang Zhihe had kept his hand, otherwise the four elders of the seventh-rank heaven curse realm would be killed by Huang Zhihe with a hammer.

The fierce reputation of Yihammer Sword Immortal is not just for nothing.

This person originally used an epee sword, with the sword like a hammer, hammering the sword with one hand, smashing all the masters in the world.

So far, this old thing is still on the reward list of the Ministry of War.

However, in fact, it's just a name. After all, this person is not a criminal. However, because this person is related to the remnants of the previous dynasty, he is wanted.

Of course, the imperial court didn't take it too seriously. Whether they can be caught or not depends on fate.

It would take a lot of manpower and material resources to catch a ninth-rank master, and Huang Zhihe had always been retiring, so basically he was left alone.

A skinny hand reached out from inside the carriage and lifted the curtain.

Ni Wen helped the old man get off the carriage.

Zhao Wou-ki stood quietly by his side.

The old man Huang Zhihe glanced at Zhao Zhenshi, who was standing in the sea of ​​clouds, and said, "You know how old people like you."

Zhao Zhenshi: "..."

Taking a glance at the four elders who were just broken in the formation and severely wounded, Zhao Zhenshi understood that Huang Laogui still didn't want to tear his face.

"Zhao Zhenshi, the old man wants to see the competition between Boy Fang and your Dao Dao sect disciples climbing the thousand-step ladder, can you?"

"Don't refuse, the old man can't stand stimulation, once you are rejected, I'm afraid I can't help but smash your mountain gate with a hammer!"

"Zhao Longshi is not here, you little Zhao, you may not be able to suppress this old man."

With the support of Ni Wen, the old man spoke extremely cruel words in a weak appearance.

Zhao Zhenshi stared at the old ghost Huang for a long time, then snorted coldly, "Look at it if you like, but you are not allowed to enter the Dao Mausoleum, otherwise... why not leave you as an old ghost today!"

"Little Zhao, you are quite arrogant, that's all, the old man is just a weak old man, so what evil thoughts can he have?"

"Just want to watch the show."

"I just want to see Xiao Fang pull out Taihua's sword."

Huang Zhihe said with a smile.

Zhao Zhenshi stroked his beard: "Then let's wait until this kid overwhelms many disciples of my Dao Sect on the thousand-step ladder."

"If you can't even win the qualification to enter the Dao Mausoleum, then even Taihua Sword Immortal can't say anything in person."

far away.

Fang Lang was also relieved to see the old man suppressing the four powerful elders of the Dao Sect with a hammer.

Although Fang Lang used the scan, he knew that this senior was definitely not weak.

However, after all, it is the first sect of the Tang Dynasty, the Dao sect.

Although there is the threat of Taihua Sword Immortal, if the Daoist sect really fights, it will be enough.

Now that Ni Wen and Senior Huang are safe, Fang Lang followed Hong Liu, a disciple of Dao Dao Sect, towards the antique stone path.

An Fan and Li Yuanzhen couldn't help appearing next to Fang Lang.

"I didn't expect that you and I would meet again so soon."

An Fan looked at Fang Lang and said with a smile.

In the resource war, Fang Lang's series of designs forced him to be stabbed, which An Fan never expected.

Li Yuanzhen stared at Fang Lang with an inexplicably complicated expression.

He was psychologically shadowed by Fang Lang.

"However, with your arrival, we would like to thank you for opening the Dao Mausoleum ahead of schedule, but if you compete for the thousand-step ladder, you must have no hope."

An Fan smiled and chatted with Fang Lang like a spring breeze.

While chatting, the two came to the holy land of the Dao Sect, at the foot of the Dao Mausoleum.

Looking up, you can see a mountain peak hidden among the clouds. The mountain peak is extremely magnificent, shrouded in endless rays of light, exuding a unique connotation.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a huge archway portal, and on the archway, the words "Da Dao Mausoleum" are written.

Passing through the gate of the archway, you can see the thousand-meter-long cyan stone steps looming in the curling clouds, laying flat and straight into the mountain peak in the clouds.

A dense crowd of disciples of Daoist sect wearing azure blue Taoist robes gathered in the open space in front of the archway, crowded and full of enthusiasm.

For the disciples of Dao Dao Sect, every opening of Dao Dao Mausoleum is a grand event.

Because the disciples of the Dao Sect who were in the lower fourth rank had to wait for the opening of the Dao Mausoleum, even for a genius like An Fan who had half entered the fifth rank.

Zhao Zhenshi came on foot.

In the distance, Ni Wen supported Huang Zhihe, also stopped in the distance, watching quietly.

Elders of the Dao Dao Sect also appeared, staring at the stairs hidden under the clouds and the peaks of the Dao Dao Mausoleum.

Zhao Zhenshi raised his hand and recruited more than a dozen disciples, including An Fan.

These dozen or so disciples are all disciples of the fourth rank and ninth rank of the Daoist sect, and their cultivation bases are the same as An Fan's.

Zhao Zhenshi's eyes were deep, with a little expectation: "You should know the reason for the opening of the Dao Mausoleum this time, right?"

"Fang Lang's son is no more than the third grade. You have all practiced in the sect for many years. This time you climbed the ladder and grabbed the top ten places as quickly as possible."

"Compared with Fang Lang, you should have an advantage!"

"This time climbing the mausoleum, Fang Lang fought against half of Daozong alone. If he loses, let it go. If he wins, you will all become a joke!"

All the disciples of Daoist sect laughed.

They are all at the peak of the fourth rank, how could they lose to Fang Lang?

"Go! Crush this kid for me!"

Zhao Zhenshi said seriously.

All the disciples were not joking, they all bowed their hands.

In the open space under the gate of the archway, disciples of the second, third, and fourth ranks of the Daoist sect stood one after another, all gearing up for the climb.

Fang Lang was dressed in white and carried a sword box on his back, which looked a bit eye-catching and different in it.

An Fan came to Fang Lang's side and looked at Fang Lang deeply. There was no smile on his face.

"In the resource war, you relied on your strategy to win me, but this time, I will let you understand the gap between us."

"Three grades... After all, it is only three grades."

far away.

Zhao Zhenshi pinched a talisman in his hand and threw it up suddenly. The talisman exploded, and in an instant, the curling clouds and mist were lifted like a curtain.

"Creating the mountain, ascending the mausoleum!"

Words fell.

An Fan withdrew his gaze from looking at Fang Lang, and his blue Taoist robe flew up, and he took a step forward, stepping on the blue stone ladder that was a thousand meters long.

Thousands of disciples of Dao Dao Sect all walked at the same time.

It's like a river tide where water and sky meet, creating a shocking huge wave!

And Fang Lang is in this line of blue, a touch of white.

Li Yuanzhen turned his head and stared at Fang Lang across dozens of disciples.

He was hit hard by repeated failures, but this time climbing the ladder into the mausoleum, the test was his understanding of the magic formation, which Li Yuanzhen was best at, and he would never lose to Fang Lang again!

Fang Lang is just a swordsman, he knows a shit array!

In Li Yuanzhen's heart, there was a rare courage to compete with him, and then he stepped up the ladder.

...

...

"System, activate the state of five bonds!"

"Ding, the bond status has been switched successfully, I wish you a happy practice!"

Fang Lang switched the state of bondage, with his hands behind his back, hunting in white, and stepped on the first ladder, all of a sudden, he felt that the magic array was triggered.

The blue stone steps are covered with moss and dust, if you look carefully, you can see the gap-like lines under the thick moss, these lines are intertwined to form a profound magic array.

The picture in front of him changed, and a complex magic array intertwined and formed in his sea of ​​consciousness. The lines of the magic array were complex and changeable. Fang Lang needed to find the mistakes and omissions in the magic array before he could climb the ladder.

Fang Lang's spirituality spread out and enveloped the magic circle. Although he didn't know much about the magic circle, Fang Lang's spirituality was not weak after all.

Soon, he used his spiritual thoughts to investigate and found a loophole in the spell array.

Raise your hand, use spiritual thoughts as a pen, and write a stroke on the magic circle.

boom!

The magic circle disappeared, and an undetectable wisp of spiritual thought was involved in Fang Lang's sea of ​​consciousness, making the spiritual thought stronger.

Climbing the ladder is a chance and has great benefits.

Fang Lang was overjoyed, and the second blue stone ladder emerged in front of him.

But Fang Lang stepped on the second ladder and looked up, but his face changed slightly, but he saw that there were at least five hundred disciples standing densely on the second ladder.

Further up, on the third and even the fourth ladder, there are already disciples standing quietly.

Fang Lang saw An Fan, but saw that An Fan was calm and calm, standing on the fourth ladder, and beside him were several disciples of the fourth rank of the Dao Sect.

Under An Fan, on the third ladder, Li Yuanzhen frowned slightly, trying to crack the spell array.

How to play this? !

Although Fang Lang's skill cultivation realm is not weak, he doesn't have much research on the skill array.

Even if the fetters are turned on, the problem-solving speed is slightly better than that of ordinary disciples, but compared with a real genius, it takes too much effort.

far away.

Zhao Zhenshi stroked his beard, and several elders of the Daoist sect around him couldn't help smiling happily when they saw Fang Lang who had just stepped onto the second ladder.

Fang Lang, this son, must have been too arrogant.

Do you really think that the thousand-step cloud ladder is so easy to climb?

He also dared to compete with the talented disciples of the Daoist sect who specialize in the study of magic formations.

Although Fang Lang minored in martial arts, Fang Lang's real major was kendo, a mere swordsman, what kind of martial arts did he know!

As far as Fang Lang's speed of the solution array is concerned, it is wishful thinking to try to be in the top ten.

Zhao Zhenshi let out a sigh of relief, laughing in his heart that he took it too seriously, and was actually worried that Fang Lang could get his hands on the top ten.

Although Fang Lang's speed is slightly faster than ordinary disciples, at this speed, Fang Lang is lucky to be in the top 100.

And the other side.

Looking at Fang Lang's speed, Zhao Wou-ki slapped his face with a slap, as if he couldn't bear to look directly at him, and couldn't bear to watch.

Ni Wen pursed her lips and clenched her fists.

Huang Lao shook his head: "Zhao Zhenshi is really an old fox. He can force Fang Lang back without bloodshed and prevent him from drawing his sword, which is in line with Daozong's wishes."

After all, Fang Lang is a sword repairer. It is difficult for him to climb the thousand-step ladder and crack the spell array.

Time passed bit by bit.

On the moss-stained stone path.

Fang Lang stopped to crack, as if five phantoms appeared around him, looking for loopholes in the magic array.

The magic array was broken, and on the eighty-second ladder, a ray of spirituality was absorbed by him again, and Fang Lang felt that his spirituality had strengthened a lot.

Looking at Fang Lang, An Fan has already reached the 150th ladder, and Li Yuanzhen has also reached the 100th ladder...

The gap is getting bigger and bigger!

Fang Lang also understands that this will not work. His speed of solving the problem is not bad, but compared with the disciples of Dao Dao Sect, he is only in the middle and upper reaches.

The top ten is definitely out of play!

"what to do?!"

Fang Lang frowned.

It seems that we have to redouble our efforts!

It's too slow for him to break through the formation by himself, since that's the case...

"System, use the dual repair card!"

"The target of double cultivation... Ni Wen!"

Fang Lang said.

"Ding, the dual repair card has been used."

"I wish you a happy practice!"

buzz buzz...

With the use of the double repair card, Fang Lang's side, vaguely, seemed to condense a vague figure, which was similar to Ni Wen.

Of course, no one around can see it, only Fang Lang can see it.

Fang Lang didn't do much research on the art formations, but Xiao Wenzi was different. In the Sword Shu Sect, in order to study the way of the sword, he studied a lot of art formations. Moreover, Ni Wen also had the blood talent Lingtong, which broke the formation faster!

I, Fang Lang, have never fought alone!

Go for it, girl!

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