Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 125: ? Little uncle can have any bad thoughts

It snowed heavily for three consecutive days.

Chang'an City was completely covered by heavy snow, but the ice and snow could not wash away the joy from the Holy Emperor's birthday celebration, nor could it overwhelm the people's annual celebration mood.

Fang Lang and other disciples who participated in the Qianlong resource battle of Jian Shuzong have been taken out of Youzhou Yaoque by Chao Xiaojian. Because of the eldest prince's affairs, they have obtained the qualification to directly advance to the finals.

Of course, the amount of resources determined in the last decisive battle is more, so even Fang Lang and others who have returned to Chang'an City have not relaxed at all, and are actively preparing for the decisive battle.

In Youzhou Yaoque, the torrential rain is still there, and the disciples of various sects are still competing for resources.

The six-thousand-mile resource station, they are still moving forward and trekking. After the first round, they will enter the second round. The second round of the resource war is the process of hunting and competing for resource tokens among the disciples of each sect.

Competition is extremely strong, and this year's resource war is as fierce as previous years.

Especially the disciples of the top ten sects showed amazing quality and strength. Some disciples of first-rate and second-rate sects couldn't compete with them at all, so they threw out a resource token one after another and gave up the competition.

Especially the disciples of the Dao Sect, perhaps because they were punished by an indiscriminate disaster, under the leadership of An Fan, the disciples of the Dao Sect were simply too powerful to stop them.

And the method is ruthless, without the slightest mercy.

Everyone knows that the disciples of Dao Dao Sect are full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Many disciples of the sect could have guessed that if Dao Dao Sect advances to the finals of the resource war, there might be an astonishing friction with the disciples of Jian Shu Sect!

For Jianshu Sect's direct promotion to the finals, most of the sect's disciples were not dissatisfied. After all, the scene of Fang Lang pouring down the heart rain of monsters and monsters in front of the first resource station is still very impactful.

They knew that Jianshu Sect was able to obtain this resource because it had resisted the beast tide!

Killed a lot of monsters!

If you find a glimmer of life in death, you will survive.

At least, if some second-rate and first-rate sect disciples encounter a beast horde, they will surely suffer heavy casualties.

So, no one has any objection to this verdict.

Although many people have speculated that Fang Lang was able to do this because of the Liansheng sword in his hand, and because of Xuanyuan Taihua's will in the Liansheng sword.

After three days of fierce fighting within Youzhou Yaoque, the first three rounds of the resource war finally came to an end.

The ten teams that advance to the third round are the top ten disciples of the sects except the Sword Shu Sect, plus one South Sea Sword Sect, exactly ten teams.

Originally, Donglu Sword Sect had a chance to occupy a spot, but with the death of Lin Muzhe and Nan Yehuo's rebellious behavior, the disciples of Donglu Sword Sect had already been disqualified from the competition .

Day four.

Outside Chang'an City, in front of Suzaku Gate, a huge arena was laid out.

The arena is three hundred feet wide and three hundred feet long, square, and spread out in front of Suzaku's gate.

This is the venue for the third round of the resource war.

The top ten Zongmen disciple teams will have a group battle in the arena. Every time a team wins, they will get a resource. That resource contains several high-grade spirit crystals and dozens of middle-grade spirit crystals. , thousands of low-grade spirit crystals, and more resources such as medicine pills and charms.

It can be said that every resource is expensive.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the fierce group battle among the disciples of various sects.

In front of the Suzaku Gate, on the Suzaku Street, the people were completely insane. They crowded around the arena, staring at the battle on the arena with great excitement.

The intensity of this kind of cultivator's battle is definitely not weaker than the Shengqian Wubi in the scientific research!

It is a carnival for the people who are unable to practice, but yearn for it!

In addition to the imminent celebration of the Holy Emperor's birthday, the atmosphere in Chang'an was completely ignited, bustling and noisy.

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Wuwang Mansion.

A courtyard room.

Fang Lang finished another day of practice, and he slowly opened his eyes, his pupils became deep, as if there was light shining brightly.

Since resisting the more powerful Iron Law Blood Arrow that day, Fang Lang has accumulated too much spiritual power spreading in the sea, and he has directly reached the level of a five-stage instructor in one breath, directly and ruthlessly. Beyond the way of the sword.

The tear crystal in the sea of ​​consciousness even reached the size of a fist.

Fang Lang was also speechless, he suddenly didn't want to work hard, he just wanted to open his hands and let Tie Lv shoot him every three days.

The cheap master made Fang Lang feel the difference between shooting and being shot, and Fang Lang felt that... he was still being raped.

After all, being shot can make you stronger!

Of course, during these four days, Fang Lang has not been idle. When consolidating his somewhat vain skills, he has never let go of swordsmanship and martial arts, and it is also the practice provided by a system that has refined a lot The funds stabilized the cultivation base and provided the spiritual energy that was lacking due to the advance of the cultivation base.

Wuwang Mansion, in the courtyard.

Fang Lang walked out and stood in the yard. Opposite him, Jiang Linglong stood holding Ji Xuejian.

Jiang Linglong wore a veil, her eyes were serious, as if she was facing an enemy.

But I saw Fang Lang holding the obsidian sword, throwing the sword slowly, and then tapped with his fingers, and that tap seemed to generate sword energy in an instant, containing a hundred births and deaths in an instant!

In an instant, the Obsidian Sword shot out, turning into a gorgeous lotus flower of sword energy and exploding all over Jiang Linglong's body!

Jiang Linglong was unreserved, and the sword gang swept across, spring, summer, autumn and winter, as if the rain of the four seasons continued around the body, turning into a big net, colliding with the lotus flower of life and death sword energy thrown by Fang Lang!

There was a strong wind, and violent explosions were born in the courtyard.

The ground is cut into countless criss-cross patterns.

The smoke dissipated.

Jiang Linglong took a few steps back, her eyes filled with disbelief and complexity.

She actually repelled it.

Unknowingly, Fang Lang has caught up with her and truly surpassed her in terms of cultivation.

This made the pride in her heart tighten.

"Ding! You have had an in-depth communication with Jiang Linglong, the object of your bond, related to practice, and you have obtained [Meditation Card]."

A system prompt pops up.

Practice with Old Jiang and get a meditation card.

It is also a harvest.

Fang Lang's face was full of joy. The sword move he used just now was called [Shanna Sword Lotus], and it was a sword technique that was picked up from his cheap master.

It's not a secret technique, but a sword technique, a powerful sword technique!

Fang Lang had an in-depth discussion with Ni Wen on the principle of this sword move for a day and a night, and finally found that this sword move compresses energy through the changes of birth and death. The more times of birth and death, the more times of energy collision and compression The more there are, the stronger the power of the explosion will be!

According to Fang Lang, if this trick is strong enough, it is comparable to a small missile, and its power is not weaker than the forbidden spell cast by Dashu Xiu with all his strength.

Of course, Fang Lang's current display can only be regarded as the power of a small grenade.

For this sword move, Fang Lang can only marvel, he deserves to be the number one sword fairy in the world, Xuanyuan Taihua!

After the duel practice, Jiang Linglong seemed to have thought of something, and said, "By the way, Fang Lang, my father asked you to go to the small courtyard."

Fang Lang couldn't help being startled when he heard the words, and he couldn't help but think of King Jiang Wu who came into the palace with disheveled hair to suppress the aliens.

Fang Lang didn't refuse. After tidying up for a while, he went to the small courtyard where King Jiang Wu was.

The gate to the courtyard is closed.

However, as soon as Fang Lang arrived, a pair of eyes seemed to open slowly in the yard, and the terrifying spiritual oppression made Fang Lang's breathing stagnant.

With the improvement of his cultivation, Fang Lang can understand the horror of these top powerhouses more and more.

Stepping into the courtyard, there was a dead silence around, as if all sounds were cut off.

In the courtyard, in the pavilion.

King Jiang Wu is tall and tall, sitting upright, his breath restrained.

He still has a straight face, very serious and profound.

Fang Lang bowed to King Jiang Wu when he saw him.

"You are Linglong's friend, so there is no need to be polite."

King Jiang Wu spoke.

Fang Lang smiled, stood up, and threw out a character scan by the way.

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Age: 218

Cultivated as:? ? ?

Root bone: Xinghui (91)

Introduction: This is another man you can't afford

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When the introduction information appeared, Fang Lang couldn't help but gasped.

Cultivation is invisible, but this bone seems to be higher than Chao Xiaojian!

The most important thing is that King Jiang Wu is actually over two hundred years old!

Fang Lang clicked his tongue for a while. After all, Lao Jiang was only fifteen years old, and he didn't even have enough money for King Jiang Wu.

King Jiang Wu's eyes were deep, and he looked at Fang Lang deeply. At that moment, Fang Lang's heart tightened, and all his thoughts disappeared completely.

The oppression King Wu Jiang gave him is more terrifying than Chao Xiaojian!

"Your boy... is very interesting. It is rare to be accepted as a disciple by Xuanyuan Taihua."

"Lianshengjian, let me have a look again."

Jiang Wuwang said.

Fang Lang took out the Liansheng sword that was full of cracks and the tip of the sword was broken, and handed it to King Jiang Wu.

King Jiang Wu took the sword and glanced at it, his eyes filled with complex colors.

"The sword is broken..."

"It's like sounding the beginning of a storm."

"Ah..."

King Jiang Wu sighed, and returned the sword to Fang Lang.

"You promised Xuanyuan Taihua to get the remaining three swords next, but these three swords are not so easy to get. In this world, there are many people who don't want you to get these three swords. .”

Jiang Wuwang said.

"However, the three swords of Lianshi, Lianlun, and Lianhui are very important...you must get them and hold them in your hands."

King Jiang Wu looked at Fang Lang deeply, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

Fang Lang could only bite the bullet and agree.

King Jiang Wu handed back the Liansheng sword to Fang Lang, sat in the pavilion, and watched Fang Lang leave the yard.

After a long time, the eyeballs fluctuated slightly and moved across the sky above Chang'an City.

"The reincarnation of life and death, the iron law of the royal family..."

"It's not easy to change your destiny."

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Fang Lang walked out of King Jiang Wu's yard.

It happened to meet Huang Ying, Liu Bubai and Ge Shu Yuehua who had returned from outside the residence.

The faces of the three of them were extremely serious.

Seeing Fang Lang, his face was a little heavy.

Liu Bubai took a deep breath and said, "Prodigal son, our decisive opponent in the resource war has been determined..."

Fang Lang raised his eyebrows, curious: "Who?"

"The team of disciples of Dao Sect."

Liu Bubai said: "They are too strong! They are strong in almost every aspect, whether it is An Fan who leads the team, or the other new disciples, they are all very strong!"

"The disciples of the Immortal Martial Pagoda who Wei Sheng belongs to are very strong, but they were completely crushed... a disastrous defeat!"

"Their old disciple An Fan, the team leader, is very strong. Zong, Ji Yuanguan, the leading disciple of Guanfohai, is too strong!"

Liu Bubai and Ge Shu Yuehua were amazed.

Huang Ying was a little dazed. An Fan was so powerful, there is no doubt that once the disciples of the Jian Shu Sect and the disciples of the Dao Sect faced each other in a group battle, Huang Ying would definitely face An Fan. If she couldn't stop her An Fan, the Sword Shu Sect basically has no chance of winning.

But Huang Ying didn't have any confidence that he could beat An Fan, if Wen Ting was replaced, he still had a chance.

She, Huang Ying... is incomparable.

As for the confrontation between the new disciples, Huang Ying believed in Fang Lang and the others, but she didn't want to lose the decisive battle because of herself.

Wen Ting came with a serious face, and he ordered everyone to gather.

Soon, in the courtyard of the small courtyard where Fang Lang was.

Everyone gathers.

Wen Ting's face was pale, and while drinking wolfberry tea that satisfied him, he analyzed the decision-making in the decisive battle for Fang Lang and others with a serious expression.

Fang Lang said with a smile: "We slaughtered the beast tide, aren't they afraid?"

"I was in front of the post station, and the rain of demonic beast hearts didn't scare them?"

Wen Ting glanced at Fang Lang: "It seems that you are very confident, but you do have the capital of self-confidence."

"However... they still thought that the defeat of the beast tide was due to the will of Taihua Sword Immortal in Liansheng Sword."

"They are afraid of the lotus sword. As for you, Fang Lang, although you are afraid, you are not afraid."

Fang Lang raised his eyebrows.

Wen Ting looked at Fang Lang with a serious expression: "Besides, don't underestimate the Daozong team. Strictly speaking, they are no easier to deal with than the low-level monster beast tide. Once Anfan quickly defeats them Huang Ying, with An Fan's strength to intervene in the confrontation between your new disciples, you will definitely lose."

Wearing a veil, Jiang Linglong frowned slightly: "Then we will defeat the new disciple team of Dao Sect as quickly as possible, and support Senior Sister Huang Ying?"

Fang Lang gave Lao Jiang a thumbs up: "Uncle Xiao Jiang thinks what you said makes sense."

"Xiao Jiang?" Jiang Linglong looked at Fang Lang coldly, her voice raised slightly.

It seems that the air has become cold.

Fang Lang couldn't help but slammed his mouth, a little embarrassed.

As a little uncle of Jianshu, he can have any bad intentions, is it not an exaggeration to call you Xiao Jiang?

In the courtyard, everyone couldn't help laughing, and continued to discuss the tactics for tomorrow's decisive battle.

The night was getting deeper, and after discussing the tactics, Fang Lang and the others went back to their houses to practice, adjusted their status, and faced the decisive battle of tomorrow's resource war.

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The bright moon hangs high, and Yang sheds a bleak moonlight.

Inside the pavilion, Huang Ying sat alone, quietly wiping the sword, the blade of the sword reflected the moonlight.

She was at a loss. Tomorrow, she would face An Fan, the former champion of the scientific examination, Huang Ying was under a lot of pressure.

Although she has a little talent, she is still much inferior to An Fan.

Wen Ting made new wolfberry tea and walked slowly, as if feeling Huang Ying's confusion and fear.

Wen Ting stretched out his hand and stroked Huang Ying's head gently.

"After so many years, you are still as easily confused as ever. This is not good. You are a sword cultivator. You must be consistent in your mind and be confident that you can cut through everything with the sword in your hand."

"Besides...you have to have more confidence in those little guys."

Under the moonlight, Wen Ting smiled.

Huang Ying raised her head and stared at Wen Ting in a daze. This familiar scene made her panic and restless heart calm down.

Huang Ying pursed her lips, raised her head, and looked at Wen Ting.

Just like back then.

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The next day.

It was snowing heavily.

The two sides of Chang'an Zhuque Street are full of shoveled snow. Princess Pei specially ordered someone to prepare a carriage. Fang Lang and others got into the carriage. Main Street, heading towards Suzaku Gate.

In front of Suzaku's gate, a huge arena was laid out on the ground.

Both sides of the street were already full of excited people. The dazzling battles in the arena for two consecutive days made the common people feel excited.

A feather-like snow falls from the sky.

On the mirror-like arena, under the leadership of An Fan, the disciples of Dao Dao Sect stood on it early.

An Fan stared at the carriage coming from Suzaku Street ~IndoMTL.com~ You could vaguely see the disciples of Jianshu Sect in the carriage.

There was a slight smile on An Fanruya's face, but the smile was a bit cold.

Li Yuanzhen's expression was complicated, but amidst the complexity, there was also a blazing madness that wanted revenge, enough to burn the snow in winter.

The carriage stopped.

Under the gaze of the surrounding people, the fifth princess on the tower of Suzaku City, and all the officials.

The carriage curtain is lifted.

Fang Lang wore a white shirt, and walked down with a warm smile under the eyes of everyone.

Just like before, the number one scholar in the Entrance Examination is so radiant.

PS: I drove nearly 400 kilometers on the return journey today. I wrote a chapter just after I came back. I am too tired and in a bad state. I will update it first, and I will post it again and again tomorrow. Sorry.