Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 136: ? 360 stele raises 1 sword
The breeze blows slowly.
In the Dao Mausoleum, there was a complete astonishment.
The ones who were able to enter the Dao Mausoleum were all the talented disciples of the Dao Sect generation, and they could be called the elite group of art practitioners.
However, even disciples like them don't have the courage to dare to say that they can unlock the mausoleum left by the first Taoist leader of Dao Mausoleum. the sages!
For thousands of years, there are only a handful of Daozong disciples who unraveled the tombstone of the first Daozong Mausoleum.
Everyone is famous.
For example, Zhao Longshi, the Daoist leader of this generation, and Xu Qingyang, the first Tianjiao of the younger generation before Daozong was thirty years old.
Of course, besides this, there is another special person, that is, Xuanyuan Taihua, the peerless sword fairy who joined the Taoist sect more than ten years ago and defeated Zhao Longshi, the leader of the Taoist sect who was in the limelight at the time.
Xuanyuan Taihua is also the only one who ascended the mausoleum as a sword cultivator and solved the inscription on the first Taoist stele.
However, now, another sword cultivator climbed to the mausoleum and unraveled the inscription on the inscription of the first Taoist leader!
The expressions of the disciples are extremely complicated. Looking at the young man climbing up the steps in the gentle breeze, I feel that I am looking at the legend of this generation!
An Fan took a look at the inscription on the inscription given by the first Daoist leader. With his current knowledge and level, there was no hope of solving the complexity. However, it took Fang Lang a day and a night to solve it. This inscription!
Back then, Xu Qingyang, the number one member of the younger generation of the Taoist sect, and Xu Qingyang, the number one scholar in the scientific examination of Wen Ting, also sat cross-legged in front of the mausoleum of the first Daoist leader for seven days and nights, without sleep, to solve the inscription on the inscription .
Could it be that Fang Lang is more evil than Senior Brother Xu Qingyang?
The disciples of Dao Dao Sect all followed Fang Lang. They were silent, just watching quietly.
They no longer mocked Fang Lang's overreach, because Fang Lang slapped them with practical actions.
The bamboo forest is long and the drizzle is continuous.
The stone path on the cold mountain is far away.
Fang Lang dressed in white, came to the second mausoleum hidden under the hut, frowned, thinking, Fang Lang stretched out his hand.
Whether the guess in Fang Lang's mind is true or not, this mausoleum can give him the answer.
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In front of the gate of the archway at the foot of the mountain.
The disciples of the Dao Sect gathered together, the elders, and the deputy head teacher Zhao Zhenshi also looked at the Dao Mausoleum.
Da Dao Mausoleum possesses a powerful force that isolates the spiritual detection of outsiders, so neither Zhao Zhenshi nor Huang Zhihe can perceive what happened in Da Dao Mausoleum.
It's just that what surprised Zhao Zhenshi and the elders was that Fang Lang hadn't drawn his sword after a day and a night. It was time for Fang Lang to draw his sword.
Or... Fang Lang couldn't pull out the Lotus Sword?
After all, Xuanyuan Taihua's sword was inserted into the Dao Mausoleum Stele. Once pulled out, it would definitely cause a huge change.
Powerhouses such as Zhao Zhenshi and Huang Zhihe will definitely sense it.
Zhao Zhenshi gently stroked his beard, narrowed his eyebrows and eyes, and was as slender as a sword tail: "It should be possible to guess that Fang Lang is probably trying to decipher the monument in the Dao Mausoleum."
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"However, based on his performance on the first five hundred steps of the thousand-step ladder, it is basically a dream to explain the monument."
"There are only seven days to enter Da Dao Mausoleum. If Fang Lang has not drawn out his sword within seven days, then don't blame the old man for chasing guests."
Zhao Zhenshi said with a light smile.
Besides, Ni Wen, Huang Zhihe, and Zao Wou-ki sat cross-legged on the ground. Ni Wen even took out a food box and brought out delicious pastries for Huang Zhihe to taste.
Huang Zhihe was eating a piece of glutinous rice cake. Hearing Zhao Zhenshi's words, he couldn't help but smile lightly: "What's the rush?"
"There are still six days left before the seventh day."
An elder of Dao Sect stroked his beard and smiled: "Six days, whether it is long or not, if this son is overconfident and wants to solve the stele, immersed in the inscription of the stele, six days , but with a snap of the fingers."
Huang Zhihe frowned slightly, indeed, the elder's words still had some truth.
Ni Wen and Zhao Wuji couldn't help raising their heads, and looked at the Dao Mausoleum shrouded in clouds and mist on the top of the mountain.
Suddenly, the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain changed, Zhao Zhenshi raised his head, and Huang Zhihe also raised his head.
However, a group of disciples of the Dao Sect in blue robes floated out of the Dao Mausoleum and returned to the foot of the mountain.
"What happened?"
Zhao Zhenshi asked.
The blue-robed disciple still had shock in his eyes: "Headmaster, Fang Lang entered Dao Mausoleum, and stayed in front of the first stele of Dao Mausoleum for a day and a night..."
"Successfully unraveling the stele, you will receive a gift from the first Daoist leader!"
The blue-robed disciple's words were like a thunderstorm from the queen of the cloud, which exploded in everyone's ears.
The atmosphere at the foot of the mountain suddenly became extremely strange.
"Impossible!"
"He is just a swordsman, how did he solve the problem of the magic array left by the first Taoist leader!"
The elders all made unbelievable voices.
Besides, Huang Zhihe laughed loudly.
"Don't forget, Xuanyuan Taihua is also a sword cultivator... Didn't she also solve your inscription?"
Can it compare?
Xuanyuan Taihua is Fang Lang... Comparable? !
Zhao Zhenshi's face was ashen, and his heart was also shocked, but more uncomfortable.
After all, the gift from the sages of the Dao Dao Sect was actually obtained by Fang Lang, an outsider, not a disciple of the Dao Dao Sect. It is simply... a disgusting group!
"Impossible... How did this son solve the problem left by the first Daoist leader?"
Zhao Zhenshi muttered.
After all, even he failed to decipher the inscription on the inscription of the first Daoist leader!
And with Fang Lang's performance in the first five hundred ladders of the thousand ladders, it is impossible to solve the problem successfully!
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Fang Lang naturally didn't care about the shock at the foot of the mountain.
His hand touched the second mausoleum stele, and the eaves of the hut stretched out in all directions, blocking the drizzle from the sky.
As if your fingers touched the mirror-like water surface, ripples appeared on the water surface.
The problem of the magic circle resurfaced again, but this mausoleum was left by a master of the eighth-rank Forbidden Curse Realm of the Dao Sect. .
Of course, for Fang Lang, the same is extremely difficult, the kind that makes you dizzy at a glance.
It's like changing from a world-level Olympiad to a national Olympiad.
For the scumbags, it's no different.
However, Fang Lang's eyes lit up, and he also felt a wisp of sword energy and sword intent.
Sword Qi is approaching!
In an instant, sword energy flowed upstream from the depths of the mausoleum, tracing the process of solving the problem bit by bit.
Phew!
Sword energy and sword intent entered the body, and the inscription on the stele was solved!
Outside the monument, there was an uproar!
Looking at the pure spiritual thoughts pouring out, watching Fang Lang bathed in the spiritual thoughts, Fang Lang who took out the spiritual crystals to practice, slowly improved his cultivation.
Many disciples of the Dao Sect felt incredible for a while!
The main reason is that this time... Fang Lang solved the monument faster than the one-day and one-night cracking time of the first mausoleum monument!
A disciple of Dao Dao Sect had just tried to decipher this mausoleum, but he had no clue at all.
At this moment, seeing Fang Lang easily untie the monument, he just felt that he was completely crushed, and his mentality collapsed a bit!
"Is this...a genius?!"
The eyes of this Daoist disciple were full of shock and disbelief, he hugged his head, his lips were trembling.
Walking with such a genius on the Daoling Ancient Road, they only felt unparalleled pressure and depression!
An Fan lost his soul, no, not only An Fan, but also the disciples of the Dao Sect, all lost their souls.
It was raining heavily over the Stele Mausoleum.
Time goes by bit by bit.
But I saw Fang Lang leaning on the Liansheng sword, marching all the way, walking on steps.
A group of Daoist disciples who lost their souls followed behind.
The more time passed, the more confused they became.
Because, Fang Lang has been deciphering the stele, and even the speed of deciphering the stele is getting faster and faster. It will take a long time to understand the mausoleum inscriptions left by the Taoist leaders of the past dynasties. Fang Lang solves the ordinary inscriptions , are extremely easy.
This made every disciple of the Daoist sect feel as if they had seen a god!
The gap is...too big.
So big that you can't see the end at a glance!
They were in a daze when they saw the warm smile on the corner of Fang Lang's mouth every time he walked out of the stele.
He must be very happy.
This is the joy of being a top student?
Sure enough, ordinary people like them don't understand the joy of unraveling monuments!
In fact.
Fang Lang was indeed very happy, the joy of discovering a big secret.
Of course he can't explain the monument, but there is someone behind him!
These sword qi are undoubtedly left by the cheap master. Perhaps, the master has long expected that he will come to the Dao Mausoleum, so he left behind these secret hands, so that he who doesn't understand the monument at all, Disintegrate extremely difficult inscriptions from the inside through sword energy.
This is not explaining the stele, this is copying the standard answer!
How could this Fang Lang not!
Of course, Fang Lang was even more shocked when he discovered Master Xuanyuan Taihua's terrifying courage and plan!
Master Xuanyuan Taihua is raising a sword!
Using the gifts and heritage left to the disciples of the Dao Sect by the sages of the Dao Mausoleum in the past, we are raising swords!
Using the three hundred and sixty tomb stele to raise a sword!
Raise the Lianhui sword inserted into the mausoleum!
And if Fang Lang wanted to draw his sword, he had to remove the monument first!
Concentrate the sword energy in each mausoleum, those sword energy are the root of drawing the sword!
When Fang Lang discovered this secret, he felt extremely domineering, this master... is too fierce!
However, Fang Lang was speechless, Master, it's cool for you to raise your sword.
Once exposed, he who drew the sword...would have his legs broken by a strong man from the Dao Sect!
Fang Lang is a little hesitant to draw his sword now.
With the sword drawn... can he still go?
Wind, rain, footsteps...
The sound of bamboo leaves rubbing against each other is like the sound of sea waves, resounding in every corner of the Dao Mausoleum.
There are three hundred and sixty-one steles in Daoling, one of which is a remnant stele.
Xuanyuan Taihua's sword was stuck in the deepest part of the Dao Mausoleum, on the unfinished stele.
During six days, An Fan and the others followed quietly, seeing Fang Lang unceasingly unscrambling the stele, showing joyful smiles unceasingly.
The numbness on their faces grew more and more.
The joys and sorrows of human beings are really different.
In the process of unraveling the stele, Fang Lang received gifts again and again and gained great benefits. Fang Lang could hardly improve his cultivation.
The practice of swordsmanship has reached the sixth-level Sword Astral Realm, and the practice of martial arts has reached the eighth-level master of martial arts, and the legal domain is even gradually being perfected.
Fang Lang even slowly raised his martial arts cultivation to the fourth stage of moving blood.
As he walked, Fang Lang's breath became stronger and stronger.
However, Fang Lang became more and more worried.
Walking out of the last stele, the rain suddenly became more ferocious, hitting the bluestone steps and splashing up.
Between the heaven and the earth, there is a haze like a bead curtain.
Fang Lang raised his head, and he could already see the Lianhui Sword inserted on the broken stele in the depths of the Dao Mausoleum.
Like a proud lotus growing stubbornly on the cliff.
The pupils of many numb Daoist disciples finally recovered, staring at the Liansheng sword.
For a moment, they all remembered Zhao Zhenshi's instructions.
They want to prevent Fang Lang from drawing his sword!
An Fan's eyes fluctuated, and he looked at a fellow disciple beside him, and said, "It's the sixth day, and the Daoist sect has regulations that each person can only stay in the Daoist Mausoleum for seven days. was expelled."
"Fang Lang, this son, solved the Dao Mausoleum monument in six days, but there is not much time left for him to draw his sword!"
"Just in time... Each of us took turns trying to draw the sword, and we could even squeeze out his time for drawing the sword. If the seven days are up, if he doesn't have time to draw the sword, then it's no wonder I'm waiting for the Daoist sect! "
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At the foot of the mountain.
Zhao Zhenshi's head was covered with beads of sweat.
Six days to solve the Taoist mausoleum...
My son, come to play heartbeat again!
If it wasn't for this son's opening, it would be that this son is a supreme genius in surgery, and even qualified to touch a peerless genius who has escaped the shackles of the ninth rank of surgery!
"However, this son spent six days on unraveling the stele, and there is not much time left for him to draw his sword. As soon as the sky gets dark, if he never draws his sword again, this old man will definitely expel him with his own hands!"
"This monster!"
Zhao Zhenshi felt the pressure.
He seemed to see another Xuanyuan Taihua.
In the distance.
Huang Zhihe also frowned, obviously, he also noticed Zhao Zhenshi's purpose, and a look of worry appeared on his face full of grooves.
"Fang Lang, this boy... Jiebei Jiehe."
"Don't forget the primary purpose of coming to Daozong this time!"
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The breeze between the stele huts is rising again, and the night is lightly raining.
On the narrow bluestone steps.
Fang Lang looked at the line in astonishment, squeezing in front of the Duanbeibeilu with the lotus back sword inserted.
Fang Lang instantly understood the purpose of these Daoist disciples!
However, before the monument was broken, a disciple of the Daoist sect flew up his blue robe, with his hands behind his back: "This monument is the mausoleum erected by the contemporary head teacher of my Daoist sect. Stab it with a sword."
"Today, I will try to pull out this sword, and the mausoleum of the head teacher will be completely clear!"
This disciple finished speaking.
While Fang Lang frowned, he turned and walked towards the stele room.
Fang Lang stood quietly in the rain with his hands behind his hands.
The disciple of the Dao Sect approached the Duanbei, and soon approached the Duanbei. He stretched out his hand to draw his sword, but even with all his strength, the sword remained motionless in the monument!
Boom!
A sharp sword intent burst out, and the disciple was bounced away.
Just as Fang Lang was about to take a step, the second disciple immediately stepped into the stele hut to draw his sword, but after a while, this disciple also failed to draw his sword.
Third, fourth...
Whenever Fang Lang wanted to take a step, the disciples of Dao Dao Sect would step into the stele and draw their swords.
Fang Lang glanced at the sky and understood what these disciples were thinking. Is this trying to squeeze out his time to draw his sword, so that he has no time to draw his sword?
However, every time the sword fails to be drawn, the Lianhui sword will burst out with sword intent, knocking the Dao Dao sect disciple into the air.
The dozens of disciples of the Daoist sect wasted a lot of time.
An Fan is the last disciple of the Dao Sect. He also entered the stele to try to draw his sword, but he only felt that there was a world hidden in the Lianhui sword, which was so heavy that he couldn't pull it out at all.
This shocked An Fan's heart.
How can such a sword be drawn out?
He didn't believe that Fang Lang could pull it out without any effort!
An Fan walked out of the stele hut, the sky was already as thick as ink, and he fixed his eyes on Fang Lang.
And Fang Lang came, instead of passing by.
It was raining continuously, and there was less than a quarter of the day left before the seventh day.
Thinking of the mountain-heavy sword, is a moment enough for Fang Lang to pull it out?
At the foot of the mountain.
Zhao Zhenshi's whole body is already floating and sinking.
Huang Zhihe held the hammer and squinted his eyes. He planned to suppress Zhao Zhenshi and buy Fang Lang time to draw his sword.
Frozen breathing.
There seems to be an hourglass in everyone's ears, gently revealing the time.
Inside the Dao Mausoleum.
The breeze comes slowly, blowing the bamboo leaves rustling like the undulating sea.
There is not much time left for Fang Lang~IndoMTL.com~ Fang Lang came before Beilu.
Looking at the simple and unremarkable Lianhui Sword.
This sword...is very hot.
Fang Lang hesitated for a moment. What he cared about was not the time to draw the sword, but whether to draw the sword.
Long sigh.
Fang Lang finally stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of Lianhui Sword.
In the dantian, the sword energy recovered from the 360 tombstones on the avenue erupted from the dantian one after another!
In an instant, in the entire Dao Mausoleum, there was the sound of wind, rain, and the rustling of bamboo leaves...
All gone!
As if falling into a great terror before waking up...
Dead silence!
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