Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 104: ?A boy surrounded by 3000 exercises

The peaceful Jianshu Sect became noisy again, and a new disciple entered the sect this day.

On this day, Jianshu was not peaceful.

Fang Lang, the champion of the new department, challenged Zhao Yu, an elite disciple of the Jiange of Huangji, on the first day of enrolling in the sect.

This news swept across the entire Jianshu Sect like a huge tide. After all, this was a record-setting event.

Whether it is the disciples of the outer sect or the inner sect, they were all shocked by the news. However, after a while, the news that brother Zhao Yu was challenged came out.

Everyone was stunned, what kind of evil did Brother Zhao Yu do?

But everyone just watched the fun and didn't think it was a big deal.

Many inner sect disciples rushed to Pre-Jian Peak, wanting to wait and see the battle.

However, as soon as they arrived at Prejian Peak, the floating island suspended in the sea of ​​clouds, the battle was over.

Brother Zhao Yu lay on the ground, his eyes were endlessly desolate, and even a little dazed.

The joys and sorrows of the world are not connected, and even feel a little noisy.

This is the look in the eyes of thousands of disciples of Jianshu Sect, which will never be forgotten.

Are the new disciples of this class so monstrous?

Subsequently, many disciples learned that this girl who had won against Zhao Yu was the second place in the scientific examination, and her strength was the real third-rank sword astral realm.

Brother Zhao Yu was hoisted and hammered in all directions.

However, no one gloats, only feels the huge pressure, the new disciples are so powerful and monstrous, if they don't work harder, I'm afraid they will be completely thrown away soon.

No one wants to lag behind, and cultivation must be a struggle, not to mention those disciples who have joined Jianshu Neizong and have an infinitely bright future.

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Jiang Linglong wore a veil and came to the small courtyard with the 800th seat. There were actually not many things in the courtyard.

The courtyard is actually not important, it represents more of an identity, mainly to settle in the Jiange, and to have the opportunity to go to the Yaoque Lane to withstand the baptism of the pressure of the two worlds.

Therefore, most of the time, the disciples in the Jiange would run to the Yaoque corridor instead of staying in the courtyard.

It's rare for someone like Zhao Yu to be challenged twice a day, and it's even rarer to be defeated.

As for the disciples in the 800th seat, when they encountered this situation, they wouldn't say anything, and just beat it.

If you win, you can continue to stay, if you lose, then obediently give way, this is the competition of Jianshu Neizong.

The door of Fang Lang's small courtyard was closed. He was practicing. Jiang Linglong glanced at it from a distance, and stepped back to his small courtyard.

Huangji Jiange, the seven hundred and ninety-ninth courtyard.

Fang Lang didn't know that Lao Jiang had also come to Jianshu Sect, and by the way he picked Zhao Yu off.

He is immersed in cultivation at the moment. He runs the "Wan Jian Jing" exercise to transform the spiritual energy in the dantian cyclone into sword energy little by little. The operation route recorded in the "Wan Jian Jing" has changed the toughness.

The importance of exercises to practitioners is self-evident, because exercises are used to lay the foundation for monks.

Ten thousand zhang tall buildings are built on the ground, if the foundation is not solid, the floors will naturally not be able to rise.

However, Fang Lang can still continue to absorb spiritual energy now. Logically speaking, he has reached the ninth-level sword master, and at the critical moment when the spiritual energy turns into sword energy, his body can no longer absorb spiritual energy.

However, Fang Lang is not just a sword cultivator, he is also a martial arts cultivator, a martial arts cultivator, and a little bit of Confucianism cultivator...

In order to achieve perfection in martial arts, art cultivation, etc., one needs to absorb spiritual energy.

The reason why there are not many people who practice the three ways is that it takes more time and energy than practicing one way alone.

Fang Lang switched to the **** state, and four phantoms appeared around his body.

With the help of Jiang Linglong's, Ni Wen's, Liu Bubai's and Wei Sheng's phantoms, Fang Lang's cultivation speed became extremely fast.

Fang Lang opened his eyes, and there was a slight air current blowing around his body, blowing his clothes to float.

He looked at the four phantoms and fell into deep thought.

The previous double repair card gave him a little inspiration.

"Sword repair, art repair, martial artist..."

"Can these shackles be allowed to practice in a targeted manner?"

"For example, Ni Wen is a martial arts practitioner, so she will assist my martial arts practitioner to practice together and absorb the aura needed for the martial arts cultivation. Wei Sheng is a martial artist, and let him assist my martial arts practitioner to practice together."

Fang Lang thought about it.

Thinking about it this way, Fang Lang immediately followed suit.

Three things in one mind!

It will definitely greatly increase the speed of practice!

After all, fellow practitioners of the three subjects, if it weren't for a little chance, Fang Lang might not be able to go far on the road of art repair and martial arts.

While Fang Lang's thoughts were surging, the phantom of the fetters actually moved.

The phantoms of Ni Wen and Wei Sheng absorb spiritual energy through the spirit crystal.

The phantoms of Jiang Linglong and Liu Bubai are running the "Thousand Swords Classic".

Through the three-pronged approach, Fang Lang's spiritual thoughts are consumed intensely and the burden is heavier, but the effect is excellent.

Fang Lang was delighted and began to maintain this state and continue to practice!

Spiritual crystals are being consumed, system experience is increasing, and sword repair aura is slowly transforming into sword energy, and the speed of practice is slowly increasing.

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A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Lang opened his eyes and exhaled a breath. He dispelled the state of four fetters, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows. It is his inspiration.

"It would be great if I could open the dual repair card a few more times."

Shuangxiu card does not consume spiritual thoughts, which is very cool.

Fang Lang muttered.

He discovered the beauty of double cultivation for the first time.

Did not continue to practice, Elder Ji said that he was going to gather at the Martial Arts Field, and then he seemed to be going to the hidden sword building of Jianshu Sect.

It should be to bring new disciples to choose suitable exercises.

Cultivation method is the key to every sect, and it is also the capital of establishing the sect. Why do the students of the academy desperately want to be admitted to the sect? accelerate!

Out of the yard, Fang Lang saw Jiang Linglong who also came out of the next yard.

"Ginger?"

Fang Lang was surprised. He activated the meditation array just now, so he didn't know what sad things happened outside.

Jiang Linglong nodded coldly, Fang Lang understood instantly, and couldn't help but think of that Senior Brother Zhao Yu with some sympathy.

Fang Lang did not have an in-depth communication with Lao Jiang about his practice, and the two left Jiange and rushed to the martial arts field.

On the martial arts arena, Liu Bubai and Ni Wen had already been waiting there, and they were not the only ones. Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong also saw a few figures. A disciple of the Outer Sect admitted to the Inner Sect.

Several of them met Fang Lang during the scientific examination, but they don't remember clearly.

Fang Lang threw out the "Character Scan" enthusiastically, but quickly looked away in disappointment. The roots of these new disciples can only be regarded as ordinary.

Most of them are Huang Pin Gen Gu. For Fang Lang today, Huang Pin Gen Gu is not too helpful.

Wen Ting was wearing a blue cloth shirt with a sword on his waist. He was standing in the martial arts arena at the moment, holding a gourd and drinking wolfberry tea inside.

Elder Dao Scar Ji walked over fiercely, glanced at everyone, and then nodded in satisfaction, "All here? Then let's go to the Tibetan Sword Tower together."

"Maybe you have practiced other exercises before, but some exercises may not be suitable for you. After entering the hidden sword building, it is not you who choose the exercises, but the exercises choose you. Fa, let’s fix it.”

Elder Ji said.

The next moment, Elder Ji raised his hand and raised it slightly.

Fang Lang suddenly felt a sword energy growing out of thin air under his feet, like clouds surging, as if flying through the clouds.

This method is really powerful.

A group of people galloped under the drag of the sword energy, and soon, they flew over several peaks and landed in a building built on top of the peak.

This is an ancient building with an ancient clock on the top. An old man sits cross-legged beside the ancient clock, closing his eyes and meditating, with an unfathomable aura.

Elder Ji appeared in front of the attic with his new disciples, and slightly bowed his hands towards the old man beside the ancient clock.

"Senior, this year's new disciples joined the sect, and Ji Mo specially brought them here to select exercises, and please open the building."

On the top of the building, the old man opened his cloudy eyes, and there seemed to be a flow of air in his eyes, and he glanced past.

The line of sight first fell on Lao Jiang, then on Ni Wen, glanced over one by one, and finally fell on Fang Lang.

The old man only felt a flash of purple light in his eyes.

"Huh?"

"Mutated root bone?!"

The old man was surprised.

"This year's new disciples are not bad."

The old man said.

Afterwards, the old man flicked his sleeves, and countless sword qi were born in the sky and the earth. On the roof, the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and among the countless clouds roaring, it seemed to turn into a mysterious magic formation.

Crackling...

The door that looked like a wood door opened quietly.

"When entering the Tibetan Sword Tower, remember, don't fight, don't grab, there will be exercises to find you. Basic skill compensation."

The old man's vicissitudes and hoarse voice came from the top of the building.

Afterwards, the old man raised his hand, grabbed the horizontal stake, and pushed it lightly.

The stake hit the ancient clock.

"When——"

The extremely distant bell exploded.

"Enter the building!"

The old voice envelops the bell, as if lingering in the tumbling sea of ​​clouds, far away and stretching.

In front of this ancient pavilion built on the top of the mountain, Elder Ji looked at every new disciple seriously.

"Now enter the building, remember not to use brute force to select exercises, let nature take its course."

Elder Ji said lightly.

Afterwards, let the disciples step on the ancient stairs in an orderly manner and enter the hidden sword building.

Fang Lang also followed the team closely and stepped into it. There was no disturbance, and Fang Lang's mentality was actually very peaceful.

Mainly, he already has the "Thousand Swords Classic". This exercise is his reward for becoming the number one scholar.

It is basically impossible for Fang Lang to change his skills, so this time he entered the pavilion, Fang Lang felt that he was probably... just going through the motions.

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Outside the pavilion, it became clean.

Elder Scar Ji stood there, looking at the disciples who disappeared in front of the hidden sword building with deep eyes.

Wen Ting drank wolfberry tea and said with a smile, "This hidden sword tower is the capital of Jianshu Sect that has lasted for thousands of years. It contains 100,000 exercises, including ten earth-level exercises and mysterious exercises Eight hundred books of law..."

"Elder Ji thinks that someone can get the earth-level exercises?"

Elder Ji cast a cold face, glanced at Wen Ting, and said, "How many exercises did you attract when you entered the Tibetan Sword Tower?"

"Three hundred."

Wen Ting said with a smile.

"Of course, the number of exercises you attract varies from person to person."

Elder Ji sneered, "You remember it very clearly."

"I don't know about others, anyway, that little guy Fang Lang will definitely get a ground-level exercise."

"I have no brains to bet on him!"

Afterwards, Elder Ji raised his hand and waved it, and sword energy floated up from the flat ground, as if it had turned into a mirror, reflecting the picture in the hidden sword building.

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Fang Lang stepped into the hidden sword building, and after feeling the endless darkness in front of him, there was a bright white light.

A wooden corridor with no end in sight appeared in front of his eyes.

On the left and right sides of the promenade, there are towering bookshelves, and the ceiling is also blocked by the bookshelves. Fang Lang looks back and can see that behind him, his escape route is also blocked by the bookshelves.

The bookshelves are separated by grids, and in each grid is a booklet of exercises. Next to the booklet is a short sword. bright.

The picture is very shocking, Fang Lang seems to have entered the world of the library, except for the long corridor walking forward, there are bookshelves all around.

Fang Lang walked forward, and the daggers in those bookshelf grids trembled slightly.

This is the hidden sword building? !

What is hidden is the sword, what is hidden is the skill, and what is hidden is also the inheritance of the sect!

Fang Lang calmed down, and the long candle lights scattered from nowhere, and the illuminated pavilion was brightly lit.

The soles of his feet stepped on the ancient pavilion, making a creaking sound, Fang Lang walked forward, not in a hurry, and his blue shirt slowly.

Toggle the state of the four bonds.

After the state switch was completed, Fang Lang suddenly felt a slight shock in the sword intent seed in the cyclone in his dantian.

Buzz...

Suddenly, the trembling little swords in the grids of the bookshelves let out a clear hum.

Afterwards, it turned into a lightning arc and shot towards Fang Lang!

Fang Lang was taken aback, but after the small sword was extremely fast, it was extremely quiet, quietly floating beside Fang Lang, as if waiting for a flop.

Fang Lang let out a breath, but suddenly, sonic booms exploded around him one after another.

The small swords in the grids of the bookshelves rushed towards each other at high speed, and they all hovered quietly when they approached Fang Lang's side.

The sonic boom shot out, and then became quiet and quiet.

Before he knew it, Fang Lang had more and more exercises floating around his body.

The grade of the kung fu can be determined according to the light emitted by the kung fu. The brighter the light, the higher the grade of the kung fu!

Fang Lang even saw groups of kung fu techniques that seemed to be turning on high beams forcefully broke through other kung fu techniques and squeezed in front of him.

Fang Lang was dumbfounded, feeling that his surroundings seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​light!

He was surrounded by exercises!

What are you doing?

I don't need exercises anymore.

But in this situation, if you don't choose one, will you not be able to get out of this building?

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Outside the hidden sword tower.

Elder Ji and Wen Ting, as well as the senior sitting on the roof of the building, also cast their eyes on the sword spirit mirror in front of them.

What is projected in the mirror is the situation of many disciples in the hidden sword building.

"Forty-two motivating exercises, acceptable, the next one."

Elder Ji glanced at him, waved his hand casually, and the screen changed to another disciple, and the light in the sword spirit mirror instantly dimmed.

"There are eighteen exercises to activate, and at most one can only be matched with one yellow-rank exercise."

Elder Ji continued to comment.

Then the screen turned, and Liu Bubai's figure appeared, surrounded by extremely bright lights.

"Huh? Invoke one hundred and nine exercises? This son's root is only ordinary, but the affinity of this exercise is not bad. You should be able to pick a mysterious exercise, which is worth one-third of the others. Wen Ting."

Wen Ting is speechless, has he become a unit of measurement?

Following that was the picture of Ni Wen, which became brighter and brighter, and the number of exercises that were triggered reached 300, most of which were techniques for cultivation.

This is still a situation where there are relatively few skills and exercises in the hidden sword building.

Elder Ji nodded in satisfaction, "Yes, a Wen Ting."

The picture in the sword mirror changed again, turning into Jiang Linglong's scene.

But see the endless brilliance glistening, dazzling!

Elder Ji and Wen Ting both took a deep breath.

"Six hundred!"

A look of approval appeared on Elder Ji's face, "As expected of being the daughter of King Jiang Wu, the earth-level skills are stable, and besides, it's worth two gentle courts."

Wen Ting "..."

Where is Fang Lang?

Both Wen Ting and Elder Ji are somewhat looking forward to and curious~IndoMTL.com~ How many skills can this champion, this little guy who has performed miracles repeatedly, induce?

The picture in the Jianqi mirror changed.

The endless white light is dazzling, completely white.

Such a bright light made Elder Ji and Wen Ting's expression change instantly.

Above the pavilion, the old senior also changed his face, "Impossible!"

"Three thousand skills are around, this kid has a problem!"

The scars on Elder Ji's face were dancing, and he was very excited, "As expected of the little guy who pulled out the sword of Suzerain Taihua!"

"This son is fine! How could there be a problem with the disciple Taihua Sect Master valued!"

"This son is worth ten Wen Tings!"

Wen Ting "..."

He was still a little excited, but suddenly he felt dull.

Standing speechless, he uncorked the gourd and took a sip of wolfberry tea to suppress his shock.

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