Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger Chapter 154: ? The saint of the demon race, the son of the demon race

Fang Lang was carried by the old monk, and he only felt that the surrounding pictures were passing by rapidly, as if flying fast.

It seems that there are countless lights and shadows flying away at a high speed.

This movement speed is unprecedentedly terrifying, even faster than Yujian flying towards Xiaojian.

Fang Lang now understands that the strength of the old monk in front of him is probably much stronger than that of Chao Xiaojian.

After all, this old monk blocked Zhao Taifeng's long-distance attack with his own strength!

It's not detachment, but it can resist detachment. It should be the strongest among the nine ranks.

For such a strong man, Fang Lang still had a little awe in his heart.

The speed of the old monk has not slowed down. This kind of strong man who can lead people and still maintain magical means such as shrinking the ground to an inch is really unpredictable.

The surrounding wind was whistling, Fang Lang gradually calmed down amidst the whistling wind like a steel knife.

Fang Lang is not too worried about whether the old monk will be unfavorable to him. Let alone the two swords of Lianhui and Liansheng on his back, Xuanyuan Taihua's will is hidden in it. Once the old monk is unfavorable to him, There is bound to be a reaction.

As far as the battle over the stupa mentioned by the old monk is concerned, Fang Lang should be safe until the battle over the stupa is over.

Fang Lang opened and closed half of his eyes, thinking a lot in his mind.

The old monk carried Fang Lang and the young monk without stopping, like a golden dragon straddling the mountains, rivers and land, its speed was so fast that it made people feel awe.

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Look at the sea of ​​Buddha.

The third ranked sect in the Tang Dynasty!

It is also one of the few orthodox Buddhist sects among the top ten sects. It spreads the Dharma, cultivates the body, and practices horizontally. Most of the eminent monks practice martial arts and martial arts.

This is a sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. In terms of foundation, it is not weaker than the Dao Sect, and even surpassed the Dao Sect in terms of ranking in the past years.

The courts in this world have changed many times, but the sea of ​​Buddhas is still the sea of ​​Buddhas, standing as still as a mountain, without much change.

Guanfohai does not compete with the world, so the court changes, but only obeys the arrangement of the court, there will not be too much resistance and struggle, so it can survive in the world forever.

Guanfohai is located in the South China Sea.

Among the waves of the vast sea, there are islands emerging amidst the smog, and on the islands, there are temples appearing one after another.

Like a realm of immortals and gods, such wonders are amazing.

The reason why Guanfohai got the name of the sea is because it is located between the vast sea and the South China Sea.

A gust of wind makes waves.

The old monk carried Fang Lang and the young monk straight out of the inland, then arrived at the edge of the South China Sea and rushed into the vast sea.

Among the huge waves, the old monk crossed the sea surging with energy and blood.

Fang Lang and the little monk followed quietly, driven by his breath, they also walked on the waves.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the Guanfohai area.

Fang Lang glanced around, looking between the islands, and there were ancient temples on every island.

Finally, Fang Lang saw a majestic mountain peak on an island. This mountain peak is the main peak of Guanfohai, Xiaowuliang Mountain. Big Buddha statue.

This handwriting, this background, is the accumulation and precipitation of time.

The old monk brought Fang Lang and the young monk to the island at the foot of the Buddha.

When he landed on the island, Fang Lang had already seen a lot of warrior monks wearing monk robes. These were the monks watching the sea of ​​Buddha.

Among these monks, there are lower fourth-rank realms and upper fourth-rank realms.

The majestic qi and blood intertwined into pieces, as if the sea and the sky were dyed a little bloody.

Among the crowd, a benevolent and kind-eyed old monk in a purple-gold cassock stood with a smile on his face.

"Brother Abbot, people have been invited."

The old monk who brought Fang Lang up to watch the sea of ​​Buddha folded his palms together, recited the Buddha's name, and said softly.

The old monk in a purple-gold cassock nodded with a smile: "Junior Brother Ciyue, thank you for your hard work."

"This son is Taihua Sword Immortal's disciple, Fang Lang, in Linjiang City, with his own power, beheaded and killed An Fan, the first person in the lower fourth rank of Dao Sect, so the younger brother brought him back to participate in the competition." The pagoda battle."

The old monk Ciyue who brought Fang Lang back said.

The abbot who watched Buddha Sea just nodded with a smile, as if he was not surprised at all.

The abbot looked at Fang Lang, and nodded slightly: "Benefactor Fang, please leave this battle for the pagoda."

Fang Lang also folded his palms together and returned a salute.

"I will do my best."

All the monks around looked at Fang Lang curiously. Then, Master Ciyue and the abbot asked the little monk to take Fang Lang to familiarize himself with the sea of ​​Buddha, and let Fang Lang enter the wing to rest.

Fang Lang broke out from Dao Dao Sect, and entered Linjiang City to retreat and break through to kill the enemy.

It's true that I haven't rested for a long time, and now I just have a rest.

The little monk led Fang Lang to walk among the mountain gates.

In the Buddhist gate, everything is extremely quiet.

"The battle for the stupa...is the most important thing for us to observe the sea of ​​Buddha. It has always been the purpose of our sea of ​​Buddha to be able to keep one side peaceful without bloodshed."

The little monk took Fang Lang and said as he walked.

He introduced some of the scenery on the island, while talking about the dispute over the pagoda.

Fang Lang was also a little curious, and couldn't help asking: "The battle for the pagoda... what kind of dispute is it?"

The little monk smiled fleshy, his eyes were slit by the flesh on his face, and he said: "There are three battles in the battle of the stupa."

"Let Guan Fohai's three geniuses from the younger generation compete with the three geniuses from the demon race, two from the demon race, and one from the demon race."

"Only by winning can the pagoda be preserved and peace be maintained."

"Once the battle for the stupa is defeated, the demon world will no longer follow the promise, and will definitely attack with troops."

"Guanfohai's strength is not weak, but once a confrontation occurs, the power from the demon tower will penetrate, and it will definitely affect the people in the thousands of miles around Guanfohai..."

The little monk said.

Therefore, the little monk looked at Fang Lang very seriously and seriously, and asked Fang Lang to fight with all his strength in the battle for the stupa.

Fang Lang smiled, but talked too much.

The little monk took Fang Lang to the wing room.

After saying goodbye, the little monk left in a hurry, and Fang Lang stayed in the wing room, sat cross-legged, and entered the state of practice.

When the **** state is turned on, phantoms appear one after another around Fang Lang. The system is still being upgraded, but it does not affect the use of some functions.

In the fettered state, Fang Lang's practice speed increased a lot.

Regarding the battle for the stupa, Fang Lang also became serious. According to the agreement with the old monk Ciyue, to complete the battle for the stupa, Guanfohai will give him a chance to draw his sword.

So, it would be fine if the battle for the stupa was won, but if it was lost, Fang Lang would have no face to pull it out.

Therefore, Fang Lang chose to go all out in this stupa battle.

His current cultivation base, entering the fourth-rank realm for the first time, belongs to the Wanjian Sword Intent of Wanjian Jue, and the Time Sword Intent passed down from the cheap master, both of which are top-level sword intentions, which increase Fang Lang's strength Improved a lot.

Even if it is just entering the fourth rank, but in real battle, it will not be weaker than some fifth or sixth rank fourth rank sword artistic conception.

Plus some bonuses from Fanglang's prop cards.

Fang Lang is quite confident about the battle for the pagoda.

Sitting cross-legged, Fang Lang took out the spirit crystals, which were piled up around, and the aura in them was continuously absorbed by him, and the spirit crystals turned into wreckage and scattered all over the ground.

For five consecutive days, Fang Lang retreated in the Sea of ​​Buddha.

His cultivation quickly stepped from the first stage of sword art to the second stage of sword art.

The cultivation funds provided by the system have also been consumed a lot.

Originally, Fang Lang wanted to bind the little monk Fajue. After all, the little monk Fajue can represent Guanfohai to participate in the battle for the pagoda, and his talent is not weak.

Unfortunately, the system is still being updated, so new genius objects cannot be bound.

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The sky was bright, the sun jumped up from the sea level, the brilliance broke through thousands of clouds, and sprinkled on the island.

Fang Lang opened his eyes, his bones crackling.

His spiritual thoughts are tyrannical, and between the fluctuations, there seems to be a breeze.

Fang Lang is now a fourth-rank sword cultivator, a third-rank and ninth-dan martial arts cultivator, and his martial arts cultivation is not weak.

Fang Lang got up and moved among the courtyards, his blood and energy dissipated, practicing sword moves.

The little monk Fajue brought some steamed buns to Fang Lang, and knocked on the door of Fang Lang's courtyard.

"Fang Shizhu, the battle for the pagoda is today, we must not lose!"

The little monk Fajue was very energetic, clenched his fists, and his eyes were shining.

Fang Lang wore a white robe, carried a sword case on his back, tightened his belt, rubbed the space ring in his hand, and smiled faintly: "I will definitely not lose."

The sea of ​​Buddha is very clean. During the past few days of watching the sea of ​​Buddha, Fang Lang rarely realized what stability is.

The killing in Linjiang City was like a cloud of blood fog covering his mind, but the precipitation in the sea of ​​Buddha these days washed away a lot of the killing and anger in Fang Lang's heart.

Spitting out a foul breath, Fang Lang walked out of the small courtyard where he stayed for five days to wash away the lead dust in his heart while nibbling on the steamed buns brought by the little monk Fajue.

Soon, I came to the training ground of Guanfohai.

On the martial arts arena, Master Ciyue, who brought Fang Lang to view the sea of ​​Buddha, stood quietly, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his body was covered with sunshine.

"Benefactor Fang, how about you rest these few days?"

Master Ciyue looked at Fang Lang and asked with a smile.

Fang Lang bowed his head and nodded: "Guan Buddha Sea is indeed a thousand-year-old ancient temple with profound heritage. After staying here for three days, the restlessness in my heart subsided, and I felt calm, and my body and mind were cleansed. My heart is like a mirror."

The smile on Master Ciyue's face became more and more intense.

The little guy Fang Lang speaks much better than Taihua Sword Immortal.

However, Master Ciyue quickly got serious: "For the next battle of the pagoda, we must ask the benefactor."

Fang Lang waited on the martial arts arena for a while, and another monk finally came.

This monk has a tall body, dense muscles and strong aura.

This warrior monk is called Fa He, and he and Fa Jue are disciples of a lifetime.

However, I realized that I not only practiced martial arts, but also practiced spiritual thoughts, and this Fahe was just a monk who watched the sea of ​​Buddha, specializing in Qi, blood and strength.

Master Ciyue took Fang Lang and the others, left the martial arts arena, and walked towards the mountainside.

This is a mountainside that has been excavated for a long time. There are many scenes of Buddhist caves.

It is different from other demon towers floating in the sky.

The Yao Que of the Buddha Sea is actually on the top of the Xiaowuliang Mountain, in the heart of the Great Buddha.

The Sea of ​​Buddhas actually arranged the location of the Yao Que in the center of the Sea of ​​Buddhas. Once the Yao Que lost control, the Sea of ​​Buddhas would be the first to be attacked.

Perhaps this is what Buddhism said, if I don't go to hell, whoever will go to hell.

Continuously going up the ancient stone steps, Master Ciyue brought Fang Lang, Fa Jue and Fa He to the entrance of Yaoque.

At the entrance of the Yao Que, there are many warrior monks, and there are monks who are extremely old but extremely powerful. With these old monks sitting in the town, the oppression of the world's power from the Yao Que has been weakened a lot.

Master Ciyue bowed to the old monks who were sitting cross-legged. Afterwards, the monks got the order, stretched out their palms one after another, and patted the door, slowly closing the closed door of Yao Que. Open.

"Fang benefactor, please."

Master Ciyue laughed.

Fang Lang, Fa Jue and Fa He stepped into it without too much hesitation.

Inside the Yao Que is the space of the Yao Que, but Master Ciyue did not stop, but took Fang Lang and continued walking towards the depths of the Yao Que.

There are cracks between the heaven and the earth, and the collision forces of the two worlds are constantly impacting and distorting.

Fang Lang's eyes froze, is this the rhythm of planning to go to the world of demons?

Once you enter the world of demons, the danger is really difficult to control.

A powerful pressure suddenly fell, it was the oppressive force from the two worlds, and this oppressive force was very depressing for the monks of the third rank.

However, Fang Lang's current cultivation base has reached the fourth rank. Although there is pressure, the impact is not great.

Fang Lang was slightly excited. After all, this was the first time in his life that he set foot in the world of demons and another world.

Boom!

Master Ciyue released extremely tyrannical energy and blood power, enveloping the three of Fang Lang, entered the world behind the crack, and entered another world.

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The demon world.

The moon is blood-colored.

It is like two parallel time and space meeting and touching in a certain time and space.

Flying out of the space crack.

Fang Lang's eyes immediately began to look around, surrounded by a vast sea, with ripples and waves, and the breeze was constantly blowing, with a bit of fishy and salty taste.

There is no difference between the sea and the sea in the Great Tang Dynasty. The only difference may be that the moon in the sky is blood red, which is a bit weird.

Master Ciyue brought Fang Lang, Fa Jue, and Fa He to land on an island.

On this floating island, there is a golden pagoda standing tall. fog.

"This is the last pagoda left by Guanfohai in the world of demons."

Master Ciyue's eyes were deep, with a complicated look on her face.

"If the battle for the pagoda fails this time and the pagoda collapses, then the powerful in the world of demons will be able to break into the world behind Guanfohai regardless of everything, and bring the people within a radius of ten thousand miles. Crisis."

Master Ciyue sighed.

On the island.

There are many monks, all of whom are of the fourth rank and above.

The qi and blood flowed together, and the expression was extremely solemn.

When Fang Lang looked up, he could see a huge sea beast galloping in the distance, and the huge waves were hundreds of meters high!

It was a gigantic monster like a giant tortoise, filled with a terrifying demonic aura, as if it was about to set off a storm!

"The powerhouse of the demon clan is here."

Master Ciyue said solemnly.

Fang Lang was also staring, and he could see strong men standing on the back of the monster beast that seemed to be carrying a mountain.

"The demon clan and the demon clan... are the two major races in the demon world. They control the right to speak in the demon world and are supreme."

Master Ciyue said.

"Fortunately, the Yaozu and Mozu are still reasonable, they have no intrigues, and the confrontation between the Tang Dynasty and the Yaomo Tianxia is entirely due to the hostile factors of the two worlds."

"The real dangers are actually the two barriers of the world, some chaotic and extremely violent monsters and monsters that exist in Yao Que."

Master Ciyue introduced a lot to Fang Lang.

Fang Lang was thoughtful.

With the gap between the words, the strong men on the back of the camel-like monster also floated down one after another.

On the back of the monster, there is a pitch-black tower.

That is the demon pagoda facing the pagoda.

There is only one demon pagoda left, and so is the Buddhist pagoda.

"Old bald donkey Ciyue, you and I have been fighting for hundreds of years, today... Let's get to know each other."

"I am the most disciplined monster in the world. Follow the rules. If you lose, the pagoda will self-destruct, and we will attack the Buddha Sea..."

"If we are defeated, we will never enter the Great Tang World from the Guanfohai area again."

An old man stood on the back of the giant beast and said with a smile.

The voice is high-pitched, resounding through the sky and the earth, and even the crushing waves do not make waves.

Master Ciyue folded her palms together and responded with a smile.

"Hahaha! Then you will lose this year!"

"I, the saint of the monster race, will fight in person, and you will definitely lose!"

"There are still devils, who are willing to help the demons, you bald donkeys, wait to die!"

The old man on the back of the giant beast laughed excitedly.

Ciyue was not angry at all, with a smile on her face: "Amitabha, what a coincidence... this year, the poor monk also invited the direct disciple of Taihua Sword Immortal to help in the battle."

Ci Yue just finished speaking.

The smile on the old man's face suddenly froze.

The atmosphere of the powerhouse in the demon world is stagnant.

What the hell? !

Taihua Sword Immortal's personal disciple!

What kind of monster is this!

Thinking of the horror of Xuanyuan Taihua, the old man's embarrassing expression immediately disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by an incomparable solemnity.

Guan Buddha Sea is really serious, even Xuanyuan Taihua's disciples are invited?

However, the old man glanced at him and saw Fang Lang next to the two monks.

Because Fang Lang is not a monk, he stands out among a group of monks.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but startled.

Afterwards, the old man let out a loud laugh: "A first-time fourth grade?"

"You just entered the fourth rank, so what if you are a disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua?"

"What can be changed?"

On the side of the old man~IndoMTL.com~ a woman wearing a veil and sharp ears stands gracefully, with blue eyes, looking down from the back of the giant beast, she heard Xuanyuan Taihua's disciple At that time, there was even a dash of fighting spirit and curiosity in the eyes.

This is the demon saint.

On the other side, a man with a slender figure and flying hair in black armor also looked over.

This is the demon son.

The two stared at Fang Lang.

And Fang Lang... also felt something in his heart, and looked out in response.

The eyes of the three people collided with each other in the void.

Suddenly, the moment the three people's eyes collided.

Suddenly, Fang Lang heard a system prompt in his mind.

"Ding, the system update is complete."