Chapter 128   Little Martial Uncle Can Have Any Bad Ideas

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 final decisive battle is more, so even Fang Lang and others who returned to Chang'an City did not relax at all, and were actively preparing for the decisive battle.

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

At the resource station of six thousand miles, 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.

The competition is extremely strong, and this year's resource war is as fierce as the previous ones.

In particular, the disciples of the top ten sects showed amazing quality and strength. Some disciples of the first-rate and second-rate sects were unable to 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 Daozong are suffocating and dissatisfied.

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

Most of the sect's disciples were not dissatisfied with Jianshu Sect's direct promotion to the finals. After all, the scene of Fang Lang pouring down the heart rain of monsters and beasts 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 many demon beasts!

Only by finding a glimmer of life in death can one survive.

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

Therefore, 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.

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

The ten teams that advanced to the third round were the top ten disciples of the sect except the Sword Shu Sect, plus a South Sea Sword Sect, exactly ten teams.

Originally, the 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 the East Lu Sword Sect had already been disqualified from the competition.

fourth day.

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

The arena was three hundred feet wide and three hundred feet long, square, and laid flat 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 group battles in the arena, and every time they defeat a team, they will get a resource, and that resource contains several high-grade spirit crystals, dozens of middle-grade spirit crystals, thousands of A low-grade spirit crystal, and more resources such as pills, spells and so on.

It can be said that every resource is a sky-high price.

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

In front of the Suzaku Gate and 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 battle between cultivators is definitely not weaker than that of the holy martial arts in the scientific research!

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

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

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Prince Wu's Mansion.

Courtyard room.

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

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 reached the level of a five-dan technique instructor in one breath, directly and ruthlessly surpassing the way of swordsmanship .

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... 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 dropped the sword and martial arts. It is also the training funds provided by a lot of refined systems, which are stable With the cultivation base, it provides the aura that is lacking due to the advance of the cultivation base.

Prince Wu's Mansion, in the courtyard.

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

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

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

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

Jiang Linglong had no reservations, and the sword gang swept across, spring, summer, autumn and winter, as if the rain of the four seasons stretched all over his body, turning into a big net, colliding with the lotus flower of life and death sword energy thrown by Fang Lang!

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

The ground was cut into countless criss-cross patterns.

The smoke cleared.

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

She actually fought back.

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 in-depth communication with Jiang Linglong, the bonded object, related to practice, and you have obtained [Meditation Card]."

A system prompt pops up.

Practice with Jiang and get a meditation card.

It is also a harvest.

On the other hand, Fang Lang was full of joy. The sword move he used just now was called [Shanna Sword Lotus], and it was a sword technique picked 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 birth and death changes. The more births and deaths, the more energy collisions and compressions. The power of the explosion will be stronger!

According to Fang Lang, if this trick is strong enough, it can be compared to a small missile, and its power is not weaker than the forbidden spell performed 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.

Fang Lang could only marvel at this sword move. He deserves to be the number one sword fairy in the world, Xuanyuan Taihua!

After finishing the duel, 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, 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 yard door was 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 could understand more and more the horror of these top powerhouses.

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

In the courtyard, in the middle of the pavilion.

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

He still had 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, got up, and threw out a character scan by the way.

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Age: 218

Repaired 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.

It's impossible to see through his cultivation, 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 a fraction of 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 gave him was more terrifying than Chao Xiaojian!

"You kid...it's very interesting. It's rare to be accepted as a disciple by Xuanyuan Taihua."

"Lianshengjian, let me have a look again."

King Jiang Wu 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."

"well……"

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."

King Jiang Wu 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.

"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.

Just in time, they met Huang Ying, Liu Bubai and Ge Shu Yuehua who came back from outside the residence.

The faces of the three 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 confirmed..."

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 where Wei Sheng belongs are very strong, but they were completely crushed... a disastrous defeat!"

"Their old disciple An Fan, the team leader, is very strong. He was the number one scholar in the previous two scientific examinations. Now, with the sufficient resources of Dao Dao Sect, his cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth-level legal realm. He has crushed Mai Sect. Yuan Guan, the leading disciple of Guan Fohai, is too strong!"

Liu Bubai and Ge Shu Yuehua were amazed.

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

And Huang Ying didn't have any confidence that he could beat An Fan. If it was Wen Ting, 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.

The crowd gathered.

Wen Ting's face was pale, and while drinking wolfberry tea that satisfied him, he analyzed the decision-making in the decisive battle to 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 monster 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."

"But... they still think that the defeat of the beast tide was due to the will of Taihua Sword Immortal in the 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 on his face: "Besides, don't underestimate the Dao Sect team. Strictly speaking, they are no easier to deal with than the low-level monster beast tide. Once An Fan quickly defeats Huang Ying, With An Fan's strength intervening in the confrontation between your new disciples, you will definitely lose."

Jiang Linglong wore a veil and 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."

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

It felt as if the air had become cold.

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

As Jian Shu's junior master uncle, he can have any bad intentions. It's not an exaggeration to call you Xiao Jiang, right?

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

As the night deepened, 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 the resource war tomorrow.

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 a little dazed. Tomorrow she was going to face An Fan, the former number one scholar in 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 reached out and stroked Huang Ying's head.

"After so many years, you are still easily confused as always. This is not good. You are a sword cultivator. Be sure to keep your mind in one 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 looked 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.

Both sides of Chang'an Zhuque Street were filled with shoveled snow. Princess Pei specially ordered someone to prepare a carriage. Fang Lang and others got into the carriage, and the sound of horseshoes gradually became louder. Go to 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 people excited. They all hoped that their descendants would be able to cultivate and become masters in the future.

Feather-like snow fluttered down 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 Avenue.

The disciples of Jianshu Sect could be vaguely seen 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 and was enough to burn the snow in winter.

The carriage stopped.

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

The carriage curtains were drawn.

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

Just like before, he was as brilliant as the No. 1 scholar.

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 post it together tomorrow. Sorry.