Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The ancient sigh seems to have spanned thousands of years.

Breaking through time and space, it suddenly resounded in everyone's ears, giving people a dreamy feeling.

Fang Lang's figure was engulfed by Chao Xiaojian, his movements froze immediately, his eyes were fixed on the direction of the Dao Mausoleum, with a bit of dignity and seriousness.

There was an incomparably powerful spiritual thought, no, it should be called divine thought, which escaped from the Dao Mausoleum, as if it had turned into a sticky pool of water, freezing the figures of the world.

The thick fog covering Dao Dao Sect seemed to be dispelled, and in the dark night, there were slight footsteps resounding from the mausoleum.

When Fang Lang appeared towards Xiaojian, he was relieved at first, but before he could relax completely, this kind of change happened again.

Sure enough, there is still an old guy hiding in Dao Dao Sect.

Huang Zhihe explained to Fang Lang before that one of the purposes of inserting the Lotus Sword in Dao Sect seems to be to test whether Dao Sect still has detachment!

And Lian Huijian absorbed the thousand-year-old Dao Yun of the Dao Sect, and now plans to pat his ass and leave. This detached existence can't sit still, and finally revealed the true face of Lushan.

Above the sky, Zhenshi Zhao, who was fighting Huang Zhihe, could only feel a sense of ecstasy welling up in his heart.

The head teacher Zhao Longshi is not around, so it is too difficult for Zhao Zhenshi to keep the two swordsmen Chao Xiaojian and Huang Zhihe behind.

"Welcome to the birth of the ancestor!"

Zhao Zhenshi shouted.

At this moment, not only Zhao Zhenshi, but all the disciples of Dao Dao Sect fell into bewilderment and astonishment.

They felt an extreme majesty, permeating and shrouding between heaven and earth.

Patriarch?

The ancestor of the Dao Sect?

For the disciples of the Dao Sect, they never thought that in the Dao Sect, there are still hidden ancestor-level powerhouses.

The released spiritual power alone seems to be stronger than Zhao Longshi, the head teacher of the Dao Sect!

There is actually such a first-class powerhouse in the Dao Sect!

The majestic aura as if an ancient dragon had awakened swept across the entire world, swept out from the depths of the Dao Mausoleum, filled the entire Tongtian Mountain, and filled every corner of the Dao Sect, making every disciple feel awe.

And everyone stared at the depths of the Dao Mausoleum where the clouds and air grew.

You can see a thin figure standing at the top of the thousand-step ladder, like a god, overlooking everything in the world.

well.

Another leisurely sigh full of the vicissitudes of time burst in everyone's hearts.

"People can go, but the sword must stay."

"The sword left by the girl back then was intended to take away the thousand-year-old Dao Yun of the Dao Sect. It is not allowed, and it is not allowed."

"From now on, this sword belongs to Dao Sect."

An old voice came from above the Dao Mausoleum.

Chao Xiaojian frowned, and the two strands of hair hanging from his temples were floating slightly.

In front of him, a green steel sword was hovering, his face was extremely serious, and the depths of his eyes were full of fear.

The ancestor of the Dao Sect, an existence beyond the realm!

In the beginning, Chao Xiaojian, Xuanyuan Taihua and the others were only guessing whether there really existed transcendent realms among these ancient sects.

After all, detachment is really too difficult.

Even Chao Xiaojian, who has a star-quality root and has worked hard for more than sixty years, still cannot find the slightest path to transcendence!

There are nine grades of practice, and the tenth grade is detachment.

However, in the entire Tang Dynasty, how many people have truly achieved detachment?

Only the Holy Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who was born out of nowhere, and Xuanyuan Taihua, the senior sister in charge, these two detached powerhouses, can overwhelm the world for more than two hundred years.

However, both Shenghuang and Xuanyuan Taihua had guessed that in ancient sects such as Dao Dao Sect, Ji Yuan Guan, Guan Buddha Sea, Mai Sect, etc., there may also be hidden old antiques that transcend the realm!

But now, this guess... has come true!

Chao Xiaojian frowned into the word Chuan, this guess came true, but, for the Tang Dynasty today, it is not good news!

Or it can be said that the reason why these old antiques dare to appear is because of the current situation in the Tang Dynasty!

"The sword is my elder sister's sword, when did it become your Dao Sect's?"

"Senior Sister's disciple came to take the sword and took it away naturally."

"You Daozong cried and begged me to Jian Shuzong before, and sent someone to pull out the Lianhui sword. Now people have come to draw the sword, but your Daozong won't let you pull it out. Show some face."

Chao Xiaojian said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, the world fell into silence.

The white-haired sword demon turned towards Xiaojian, as arrogant as ever.

Since Lian Huijian was pulled out, Chao Xiaojian would not allow Lian Huijian to return to Dao Dao School.

In the sea of ​​clouds, Zhao Zhenshi, who was fighting against Huang Zhihe with the help of the mountain-protecting forbidden curse array, suddenly became furious: "Please, ancestor!"

However, as soon as Zhenshi Zhao finished shouting, Huang Zhihe's robes were fluttering, and his face was wrinkled, holding countless flying swords, which turned into giant hammers, and smashed towards Zhenshi Zhao.

"Fighting with the old man, dare to be distracted?"

"Smash you!"

Zhao Zhenshi's heart trembled, and he hurriedly mobilized the formation. The layers of cloud shields were like a huge stone thrown into a lake, causing shocking waves!

Zhao Zhenshi flew upside down in the sea of ​​clouds, pulling out extremely long and narrow traces.

Holding the hammer, Huang Zhihe stood in the sea of ​​clouds, staring at the old man who came out of the Dao Mausoleum.

"Huang Zhihe?"

On the top of the mountain, the old man's Taoist robe fluttered, looking at Huang Zhihe calmly.

"When I saw you back then, I was just a child in the Great Wei Dynasty. In a blink of an eye, the Great Wei was destroyed... and you are already so old."

"If you don't detach yourself, the world is like a dog."

The old man sighed with emotion.

Huang Zhihe narrowed his eyes, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes: "It's you, the first Daoist of the Daoist sect... Zhao Taifeng!"

Suddenly, Huang Zhihe recalled the master Zhao Taifeng he met in the palace of the Great Wei Dynasty, one of the eight dynasties, when he was still young.

It is said that this is a fairy-like figure who lived forever by alternative means, reincarnated and reborn, and lived life after life for thousands of years.

The first Daoist, that is the existence that has survived since the founding of Daozong!

And it is said that this place was located two hundred years ago, when the Great Tang unified the Eight Dynasties, it completely fell and became a fairy in the world, but I never thought that this person is still alive!

Huang Zhihe took a deep breath, facing this legendary figure, he also felt tremendous pressure.

The existence of a detached realm makes people tremble just thinking about it!

The hammer in his hand was thrown again and exploded in the air, turning into countless sword arrays.

Huang Zhihe said loudly: "Chao Xiaojian, take Fang Lang away, and the old man will hold you back for a while."

This is the only way.

How strong is a strong man who transcends the realm?

It can be seen from the fact that the Holy Emperor dominated the world and unified the Eight Dynasties.

It can be seen from the fact that Taihua Sword Immortal, with the body of a woman, suppressed all the great Tang sects by himself.

Huang Zhihe could only stay behind, and even he was not sure that he could leave.

On the top of the mountain, the mountain wind blows.

The old man stared and watched calmly: "The world today is still the world of the Tang Dynasty. The Tang Emperor is supreme and controls the iron law. He is the lord of the world. I don't want to make a move, and I am willing to continue to sleep. You hand over the sword, and the old man tells you You can leave safely."

The first Daoist Zhao Taifeng was indeed very jealous of the Tang emperor and the female sword fairy who left behind the lotus sword.

He didn't want to tear his face apart, but the Lian Hui Sword must not be taken away.

Huang Zhihe laughed out loud!

With both palms pressed down fiercely, the countless flying swords on the back tore apart the clouds, like endless streams of fire, quickly venting from the sky, like a meteor shower piercing the night!

"Stop him."

The old man on the top of the mountain spoke lightly.

Just glanced at it, facing the countless meteor flying swords that Huang Zhihe cut down, as if he was bathed in an insignificant spring rain.

He said to Zhao Zhenshi, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

It seemed that there was a spiritual thought that formed a storm and swept into Zhao Zhenshi's body. Afterwards, Zhao Zhenshi's spiritual thought suddenly boiled.

Zhao Zhenshi felt the breath of the explosion on his body, and fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

His robe flew up, rolled up the mountain protection array, and turned it into a sky-shielding barrier, intercepting the countless flying swords thrown down by Huang Zhihe.

Boom boom boom!

On the surface of the barrier, constant explosions and energy ripples swept across, but they were blocked by Zhao Zhenshi.

Huang Zhihe's face changed, he vaguely felt the fear and majesty of transcending the realm!

And the other side.

Chao Xiaojian heard Huang Zhihe's words, and saw the moment Huang Zhihe made a move.

The white clothes flew up, and the tiptoes touched the ground. In an instant, a crack spread from the ground, all the way up the Dao Dao Sect's mountain road!

And Chao Xiaojian's air machine wrapped Fang Lang, and retreated quickly, as if turning into a white line, pulling out traces in the dark night.

Fang Lang grabbed the hilt of the Lianhui sword, feeling as if his breathing was stagnant.

Existence beyond the realm!

That is an existence in the same realm as Master Xuanyuan Taihua!

"Walk!"

Chao Xiaojian looked cold and serious, and when he mentioned Fang Lang, he wanted to shoot away.

"My seat said, keep the sword. Since you are obsessed with obsession, then keep both the man and the sword."

On top of the mountain.

Zhao Taifeng, the first Daoist leader, said indifferently.

Then, slowly raised his palm, aimed it at a distance, and shot towards Xiaojian and Fang Lang.

Five fingers, slightly raised.

Instantly!

Wrapping Fang Lang under his arm, Chao Xiaojian, who fled quickly, felt the earth shaking.

The ground below him began to crumble, the mountain road collapsed, and countless mud rolled across like an earth dragon, like the branches of ancient trees were whipping!

In the end, a terrifying and huge mud-colored hand actually grew out of the ground!

Chao Xiaojian held the green steel sword, pulled Fang Lang and shot it into the sky, pulling out a white line in the endless smoke and dust.

However, the huge palm transformed by the cracking of the ground came towards Chao Xiaojian and Fang Lang!

Within one palm, the heavens and the earth are reversed!

It seems to have attracted the power of the whole world.

This is a strong man who transcends the realm!

Above Dao Sect, all the disciples' faces changed, they were incomparably shocked, and a touch of awe surged out of the shock.

This kind of power is simply a god on high!

Ten years ago, the Taihua Sword Immortal who overthrew the entire Dao Sect by himself was probably nothing more than that!

Terrifying air waves billowed, the ground split open, and dirt and smoke swept into the sky like a dragon!

Pulling Fang Lang towards Xiaojian, he kept avoiding the palm gathered with countless mud!

The five fingers of that palm are like five peaks piercing into the sky!

On every finger, there is a magic formation engraved, and the strange fluctuations spread out of the magic formation, making Chao Xiaojian extremely afraid.

Fang Lang was pulled by Chao Xiaojian, he held the Lianhui Sword tightly, and the howling wind kept blowing his cheeks.

The situation at the moment is extremely critical.

Fang Lang never thought that Chao Xiaojian would fall into such a crisis when he came to meet him!

However, when Fang Lang was holding the sword tightly, Fang Lang only felt a trance in front of him, and then his mind was attracted by the pulling power of Lian Hui's sword.

He floated into the sword energy world again, and saw the blooming lotus flower and the graceful figure on the lotus flower.

Fang Lang sat cross-legged, and a flower bloomed out of the cyclone's dantian. It was the flower of sword intent.

Fang Lang is very aware of the crisis he is facing at this moment.

"It's okay, sit cross-legged and feel the sword intent."

"Don't panic when things happen, Master is here."

The graceful figure in the world of sword energy spoke.

Her voice was very calm, as if the appearance of the ancestor of the Dao Sect had long been expected by her.

Fang Lang was taken aback, his nervous mind was immediately calmed down, he calmed down, and his heart lake rippled slightly.

Afterwards, the power of the sword intent he had comprehended vented out of Fang Lang's body one after another, being shadowed by the graceful figure, gathered in his hands, and gradually turned into a blooming sword intent lotus.

"Feel the stalwart of the sword intent of time."

"Time...is the most terrifying force in this world."

The graceful figure murmured.

...

...

Chao Xiaojian, who was pulling Fang Lang and fleeing quickly, suddenly stopped moving.

Chao Xiaojian could see Fang Lang's state change at the moment with a glance.

There seems to be a unique connotation spreading from Fang Lang's body, like... the senior sister who was in charge back then.

Chao Xiaojian's eyes suddenly lit up.

Sister in charge...

Picking at the corner of Xiaojian's mouth, he glanced at the palm that rose from the ground, like five floating peaks, and grabbed towards him and Fang Lang.

He is not running away!

"The realm of detachment... Today, I will fight against Xiaojian!"

Flicking his finger at the small sword, a small sword roared out, surrounding Fang Lang's side, protecting Fang Lang's figure.

And Chao Xiaojian held the green steel sword and fell rapidly.

A sword forward.

Chao Xiaojian landed in front of the huge palm, held out the sword, and the entire body of the green steel sword flooded into the palm in an instant.

The next moment, surging sword intent burst out from Chao Xiaojian's body, and the hilt of the sword shook, and the shock spread from the entire palm of the dirt!

Tear it!

He drew his sword towards Xiaojian and swung his animation arc.

On the green steel sword hanging upside down, there are countless sword shadows blooming!

The sword energy burst out from the palm, spread tens of feet, and split the huge palm in two!

In front of the Dao Mausoleum, the old Taoist who had been asleep for two hundred years and finally saw the light of day, his eyes were silent in the ancient well.

It seemed that there were not too many surprises when Chao Xiaojian cut his palm open with a sword.

The old man put one hand behind his back, slowly raised the other hand, and tapped with his fingers.

Afterwards, the palm of the earth that was cut in half by Chao Xiaojian collapsed, and in the endless smoke and dust, it turned into two terrifying earth dragons roaring into the sky. It becomes extremely clear and obvious!

The two earth dragons roared, biting towards the small sword.

The space seemed to be pulled into invisible cracks by their figures.

Swinging towards the small sword, the green steel sword in his hand trembled, split into two swords instantly, his hands were pointed like swords, and he swung to the sides violently!

The two sword lights shot down rapidly, like a waterfall flying straight down.

Along with two sword lights tearing the darkness, they shot out.

The old Taoist robes of the old Taoist standing on the top of the mountain fluttered, and with a movement of five fingers, he was pulling the earth dragon to avoid the sword light.

However……

The earth dragon just moved!

The two flashes of sword light seemed to flash for a distance in a flash, and after the flash, they appeared directly in front of the heads of the two earth dragons and diffused into them!

From the dragon head to the dragon tail!

The two earth dragons fell apart!

Chao Xiaojian is floating in the air, his white clothes are fluttering, the two swords are humming and flickering, returning to the side of Chao Xiaojian, and dancing around Chao Xiaojian, like swimming in space like fish!

Suspected... Spatial Sword Intent!

On the top of the mountain, the eyes of the old Taoist fluctuated slightly, showing surprise for the first time.

Opening his chest and belly to Xiaojian, with his hands behind his back and two swords, he floated in the air.

In the dark night, it seems to be shining brightly!

Chao Xiaojian's unruly and domineering voice resounded throughout.

"Detachment..."

"That's all."