Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 131: ? One person fights against half of Daozong

Da Daozong, the top of Tongtian Mountain.

In the lobby, many elders of Dao Dao Sect, led by deputy head teacher Zhao Zhenshi, are discussing how to deal with Fang Lang, who is about to ascend Da Dao Sect and draw his sword.

Their discussions were very intense. Although many people said that Xuanyuan Taihua is not in the Tang Dynasty now, Fang Lang can not be allowed to draw his sword, but most of the powerful Daozong are still worried about Xuanyuan Taihua There is something wrong with the lotus sword.

Once they do not allow the descendants of the Taihua Sword Immortal to draw their swords, it may cause unnecessary karma, causing the Lotus Sword inserted in the Dao Mausoleum to destroy everything.

The Dao Mausoleum is very important to the Dao Sect. It is the holy land of the Dao Sect. Once it is destroyed, it will be a complete blow to the Dao Sect. Therefore, these elders dare not take risks.

They waited to see what happened to Fang Lang after he ascended the Maizong and Guanfohai, and to see if Xuanyuan Taihua really played tricks in the sword.

After all, the Lotus Death Sword is inserted into the dragon veins of Maizong, and the Lotus Wheel Sword is inserted into the ancient Buddha's secret realm in Guanfohai. The two sects probably will not let Fang Lang draw the sword easily. The strong can look at the situation before making plans.

Suddenly.

In the lobby, there was a sudden silence, and it fell into a dead silence.

Zhao Zhenshi suddenly raised his head, and many elders also changed slightly.

A group of people then walked out of the lobby and looked at the curling clouds above the Daoist sect's sky.

Vaguely, they felt a breath.

Suddenly, Zhao Zhenshi's complexion became extremely ugly: "Fang Lang's son... unexpectedly chose my Daozong first?!"

"He didn't go to see the sea of ​​Buddha, he didn't go to Maizong, and he wanted to come to Daozong to draw his sword at the first stop. My Daozong is at least the top ten sects in the Tang Dynasty. In the eyes of this child, is Daozong How about watching Buddha Sea and Maizong?”

The surrounding elders of the Dao Sect also looked serious and cold.

They looked up at the sky, and they could see a luxurious chariot floating above the sky.

On the chariot, there stood a young man in a white shirt with a sword box on his back.

Fang Lang looked down at the Daoist sect with his hands behind his back, and in his eyes, there seemed to be thousands of expressions changing.

The head of the sect in the Tang Dynasty, the number one sect in the world, the Dao sect.

The former No. 1 in the world was Jianshu Sect, but since Taihua Sword Immortal disappeared, No. 1 has changed hands for ten years.

Fang Lang stood on the top of the cloud, amidst the tumbling clouds, he overlooked the Daoist sect.

I have to say that Dao Dao Sect is indeed beautiful, like a fairyland, many towers and attics seem to be built in the clouds.

Fang Lang turned his head and looked inside the carriage. Inside the carriage, Ni Wen and the old man from the blacksmith shop were sitting quietly.

"Senior, do you really want to go down here?"

"We are here to draw swords, not to kick the field?"

Fang Lang said.

The breeze blew, and the curtains of the carriage were slightly rippling. Inside the carriage, the old man smiled lightly.

"Since you're here to draw your sword, you're just kicking the field. Do you still hope that they will treat you well?"

"As a disciple of Taihua, you should show the bearing and aura you should have, and don't lose Taihua's people."

"Besides, this Daozong is not a good thing. If you should be arrogant, you should be arrogant. If it is really not good, the old man will pick you up and run away."

Fang Lang couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

Beside the carriage, Zhao Wuji, who was driving, also laughed loudly: "Xiao Lang, my lord asked me to bring you a sentence, don't be stage fright when you enter the Dao Dao Sect. If they get stage fright, they will turn their noses up."

A reminder from King Jiang Wu?

Fang Lang raised his eyebrows when he heard the words.

And the bottom.

On the square at the top of Tongtian Mountain.

Zhao Zhenshi was hunting in Taoist robes, looked up, and yelled loudly, like a thunderbolt with a split tongue.

"Presumptuous! Who dares to hang over my Daozong?!"

After the words fell, Zhao Zhenshi didn't wait for Fang Lang to speak, and with a thought, the clouds between the heaven and the earth seemed to be gathered at this moment, and the entire Daoist sect turned into a huge magic circle. Zhao Zhenshi stood in the magic circle Inside, it is as bright as a god.

Terrifying coercion spread out from the magic circle.

At this moment, Fang Lang seemed to feel the meaning of death!

In the carriage, the curtain was lifted by the changing airflow of the cloud, and the appearance of the old man was faintly visible in it.

"Da Dao Sect still likes to overwhelm people with power. They already knew that it was you Fang Lang who came, but you, Fang Lang, didn't go to watch the Buddha Sea or Mai Sect, and you came to Da Dao Sect first. These Taoists are afraid I'm so angry."

The old man smiled lightly.

"Don't be afraid, before the Lianhui Sword is pulled out, these Taoists... dare not hurt you."

The old man's words fell.

Fang Lang's mind was fixed, and he stepped out with his hands behind his back. In his heart, sword energy gushed out, and the cracked Liansheng sword suddenly popped out of the sword box, surrounding Fang Lang's side.

"The new record of the Great Tang World Science Examination, the junior uncle of Jianshu Sect, Fang Lang, a direct disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua, is here to pay a visit to the Daoist Sect!"

"I would like to obey the order of the master, and come to the Daoist sect to retrieve the sword left by the master."

Fang Lang's body fell high, and the Liansheng sword surrounded his body!

His words sounded like an eagle crowing in the sky, lingering and resounding in the sky above Dao Sect!

The sword gang in the body is unreservedly released, at this moment, it is like a sword fairy coming to the dust!

Facing the coercion of the Daozong's forbidden curse-level magic array triggered by Zhao Zhenshi, Fang Lang was actually happy and fearless, and he still fell with his sword at a high speed, falling!

The airflow roared, rubbing and colliding with the Gangqi around Fang Lang, as if a flame was burning, pulling out a scorching stream in the air!

"Presumptuous!"

Zhao Zhenshi frowned in the curling clouds and shouted angrily!

On the square on the top of the mountain, the elders of the Daoist sect who stood in a row also shouted angrily.

However, Fang Lang didn't care about them at all, his body fell rapidly, and then fell on the square, amidst the smoke and dust, Fang Lang appeared in a white suit, leaning on a cracked Liansheng sword, with a faint smile.

According to the Dao Sect in such an arrogant and gorgeous way, it also attracted the attention of many people in the Dao Sect.

Li Yuanzhen, An Fan and other disciples who had just returned to the mountain gate all walked out of their respective cultivation rooms, looking at the familiar figure descending from the sky in disbelief, the entire Daoist sect seemed to be in an uproar.

Too arrogant!

Fang Lang was so arrogant when he came to the Dao Sect.

Zhao Zhenshi and many elders of Dao Sect still did not make a move after all.

They looked at the suspended and luxurious carriage above the sky, with a bit of dignified expression on their faces.

In the carriage, there was a powerful aura. Chao Xiaojian never came, but it seemed that a strong man was invited to protect Fang Lang.

"Zizi is rude."

Zhao Zhenshi calmed down, in the curling clouds, high above, overlooking Fang Lang.

Fang Lang arched his hands: "Senior?"

"The deputy head of Daoist sect, Zhao Zhenshi."

Zhao Zhenshi said.

"The head teacher enters the demon palace to kill the enemy of demons, and now the Dao sect is in charge of this old man."

"Your Excellency came to our sect so arrogantly, isn't it a little too much?"

Fang Lang hurriedly cupped his hands: "Master is deeply trapped in the world of demons, fighting with demons, keeping the Tang Dynasty peaceful, life and death are unknown, she asked her disciples to quickly retrieve the three swords of Liansi, Lianlun, and Lianhui. Disciple dare not neglect , I was anxious, so I came here in a hurry after the end of the resource war in Chang'an, if I offend you, please forgive me, senior."

With a flick of his sleeves, Zhao Zhenshi stood in the magic formation with a cold face, looked down at Fang Lang indifferently, and said lightly: "The lotus sword penetrates seven points into the stone, in the Dao Mausoleum, and the Dao Mausoleum is my Dao Sect The Holy Land is not easy to enter, even the disciples of my Dao Sect's various peaks have to go through countless tests if they want to enter the Dao Mausoleum."

"If you, Fang Lang, want to enter the Dao Mausoleum, you have to go through the test."

Fang Lang couldn't help squinting his eyes when he heard the words.

Sure enough, as Chao Xiaojian said, there are many people in the Tang Dynasty who do not want Taihua Sword Immortal to return, and this Daoist sect may be one of them.

However, thinking about it, Taihua Sword Immortal alone overwhelmed Dao Sect. As long as Taihua Sword Immortal exists, Dao Sect can only be the second sect in Datang. Therefore, Dao Sect does not want Taihua to return, but There are also excusable circumstances.

"Naturally follow the rules."

Fang Lang smiled.

Zhao Zhenshi raised his hand from his eyes and tapped with his fingers. Suddenly, it seemed that an ancient bell was struck by him.

The sound of the bell rang through every corner of the Tianshan Mountain, and afterward, there was a moving cloud between the heaven and the earth, and one after another disciples of the Dao Sect came riding the clouds.

Da Dao Sect is worthy of being a powerful sect in the Tang Dynasty, every disciple has a very strong aura, not to mention the lower fourth rank, there are many disciples of the upper fourth rank, no less than hundreds.

In Jianshu Sect, the only disciples who can enter the fourth rank are the disciples in the Jiji and Tianji Jiange, and the number is much smaller.

Zhao Zhenshi looked at Fang Lang aloofly, flicked the whisk, and said: "Outside the Dao Mausoleum, there are thousands of steps of cloud ladders. If the disciples of the fourth rank of my Dao Sect want to get the Dao Mausoleum, only the top ten who climbed the cloud ladder Fang Yes."

"Since your Excellency intends to draw the lotus back to the sword, then enter the top ten in the thousand-step ladder. If you can't enter the top ten...then your excellency, go back wherever you came from!"

As soon as Zhao Zhenshi's words came out, the entire Daoist sect seemed to be in an uproar and excited.

Li Yuanzhen, An Fan and other disciples who just landed on the square had their eyes sparkling with excitement.

According to the words of the deputy head teacher, Dao Mausoleum seems to be opened early today because of Fang Lang.

This means that disciples of the lower fourth rank can enter the Dao Mausoleum in advance.

The Dao Mausoleum is the holy land of the Dao Sect, in which are buried the inheritance and inscriptions of spells left by many powerful people of the Dao Sect, and has a supreme opportunity!

The disciples don't care what Fang Lang's purpose is, even if Fang Lang really pulls out the Lotus Sword, it has nothing to do with them.

Because, that level is too high.

That was the collision between Dao Shou and Taihua Sword Immortal.

And what they care about is whether they can benefit, and the opening of the Dao Mausoleum is their benefit.

Therefore, on the square, the noise was extremely loud and the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic.

Zhao Zhenshi stood in the formation, looked at Fang Lang calmly, and said, "Your Excellency, do you dare?"

Suppress him with disciples of the fourth rank of the Daoist sect?

Fang Lang's current cultivation is at the third-rank level, and the strongest is the way of skill cultivation. Because of the iron law, he has reached the fifth-level skill instructor.

However, after climbing the ladder, Fang Lang's real competitors should all be fourth-rank disciples like An Fan.

This is tantamount to forcing Fang Lang and many fourth-rank disciples of the Dao Sect to compete for a place in the top ten.

It is equivalent to Fang Lang fighting half of Daozong alone.

It is extremely difficult and stressful.

However, Fang Lang also understood that it would definitely be impossible to forcibly draw the sword.

Since this is the case, he has no choice but to accept this challenge.

If it is a third-rank realm, even if it is a third-rank and ninth-dan, Fang Lang is not afraid. After all, fellow practitioners of other techniques, swords, and martial arts all enter the third rank.

However, the pressure on him from the fourth-rank realm is definitely not small!

However, Fang Lang had no choice.

Fang Lang is hunting in white, with a warm smile on his face, looking at the immortal Zhao Zhenshi standing in the magic circle, and slightly cupping his hands.

"Why don't you dare?"

Zhao Zhenshi gently stroked his beard and waved his hands slowly.

"Please."

On the square, many disciples of Dao Dao Sect rushed towards Da Dao Mausoleum like a torrent of excitement.

Fang Lang also moved forward with the torrent of Daoist disciples.

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Above the sky, clouds curl up.

In the carriage, the old man sighed softly: "In front of Da Dao Mausoleum, there are thousands of steps in the sky, and only those who climb a thousand steps can enter the mausoleum."

"Zhao Zhenshi is quite courageous. He actually chose to open the Dao Mausoleum in advance. He knew that Fang Lang could not stop Fang Lang from drawing his sword, but it would be a good idea to bring out many disciples of the Dao Sect to suppress Fang Lang."

"This is considered fair competition. If Fang Lang has never been among the top ten climbers, it would be normal not to give him the qualification to enter the Dao Mausoleum."

In the carriage, Ni Wen sounded with some conviction: "Fang Lang will definitely be able to squeeze into the top ten."

"You girl, you have a lot of confidence in him." The old man smiled.

"Okay, it's not a problem for me to be floating in the sky all the time, let's go down and join in the fun."

"In front of the Dao Mausoleum, there are thousands of steps in the cloud ladder. It is said that each step has a hidden space, a thousand steps and a thousand formations. Ah."

The old man shook his head.

"Old Zhao, let's go down."

Zhao Wou-ki, who was driving, immediately grinned: "Okay, senior, Miss Ni, sit still."

Afterwards, Zao Wou-ki whipped the reins, and the sound of horseshoes resounded in the sky.

Swooping towards the square of Tongtian Mountain.

"Presumptuous!"

Zhao Zhenshi suddenly raised his head.

"If you want to join the sect, you must climb the mountain from the mountain gate."

"Even princes and generals~IndoMTL.com~ enter my Dao Sect, you have to start from the mountain gate, each of you, where is my Dao Sect!"

"Get out!"

The moment Zhao Zhenshi's words fell.

In Dao Dao Sect, there are four powerful elders with Taoist robes flying up, and the circles of magic circles flashing around them, rising to the sky.

Flat palms pushed horizontally, four magic circles full of destructive aura, and strange shapes appeared in the magic circles, there are towering mountains, giant dragons entrenched, vast seas floating and sinking, black turtles roaring...

The air of terror permeated the air, as if the horses in the carriage trembled and frightened.

The four magic circles twisted and distorted the space, sweeping towards the carriage driven by Zao Wou-ki!

Below.

Following the flow of people, Fang Lang, who was heading towards Da Dao Mausoleum, raised his head quickly with a solemn expression.

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