It snowed heavily for three days in a row.

Chang'an City was completely shrouded in heavy snow, but the ice and snow could not wash away the joy from the Holy Emperor's birthday celebration, and it was difficult to suppress the annual celebration of the people.

Fang Lang and the other disciples of the Sword Shu Sect's Hidden Dragon Resource War had already been taken out of Youzhou Demon by Chao Xiaojian, and they had obtained the qualification to directly advance to the finals because of the matter of the eldest prince.

Of course, the amount of resources decided by the last decisive battle was more, so even Fang Lang and the others, who had returned to Chang'an City, did not relax at all, and were actively preparing for the decisive battle.

And in the Youzhou Demon Que, the torrential rain is still there, and the disciples of various sects are still competing in the resource war.

Six thousand miles of resource stations, they are still moving forward and trekking, after the first round, they will enter the second round, and the second round of the resource war is the process of the disciples of each sect hunting and competing for resource tokens.

The competition is extremely strong, and this year's resource war is also as fierce as in the past.

In particular, the disciples of the ten major sects showed amazing quality and strength, and some first-class and second-rate sects disciples could not compete with them at all, so they threw out a resource token and gave up the competition.

Especially the disciples of the Great Dao Sect, perhaps because they suffered the punishment of the unjustified disaster, under the leadership of An Fan, the disciples of the Great Dao Sect were simply powerful and could not be stopped.

And the means are ruthless, and there is no mercy in the shot.

Everyone knew that the disciples of the Great Dao Sect were holding a breath in their hearts, unconvinced.

Many sect disciples could guess that if the Great Dao Sect advanced to the final of the resource war, I am afraid that there would be an amazing friction with the disciples of the Sword Shu Sect!

For the Sword Shu Sect to directly advance to the finals, most of the sect's disciples were not dissatisfied, after all, the picture of Fang Lang sprinkling the heart rain of the demon beast in front of the first resource station was still very impactful.

They knew that the Sword Shu Sect was able to obtain this resource, and that was because they had resisted the beast tide!

Kill a lot of demon beasts!

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

At the very least, some second-rate, first-class sect disciples, if they encounter the beast tide, they will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

So, no one has any objection to this verdict.

Although many people speculated that Fang Lang was able to do this because of the Lotus Sword in his hand, because of the will of Xuanyuan Taihua in the Lotus Sword.

In the Youzhou Demon Que, after three days of fierce battles, 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 sect disciples except for the Sword Shu Sect, plus one South China Sea Sword Sect, exactly ten teams.

Originally, the Donglu Sword Sect had a chance to occupy a place, but with the death of Lin Musha, and with the rebellious behavior of Nanye Huo, the disciples of the Donglu Sword Sect had already been disqualified.

Day 4.

Outside Chang'an City, in front of the Suzaku Gate, a huge ring was spread.

The ring is 300 zhang wide and 300 zhang long, square, and is spread in front of the Suzaku Gate.

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

The top ten sect disciple teams will have a team battle in the ring, and each team they defeat will get a resource, which contains several high-grade spirit crystals, dozens of medium-grade spirit crystals, thousands of low-grade spirit crystals, and more elixirs, talismans and other resources.

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

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

In front of Suzaku Gate, on Suzaku Street, the people were completely in a frenzy, and they crowded around the ring, staring at the battle above the ring with great excitement.

The intensity of this kind of cultivator's battle is definitely not weak!

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

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

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Wuwang Mansion.

Partial guest rooms.

Fang Lang finished another day of cultivation, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes became deep, and there seemed to be light shining brightly.

Since that day, after resisting the more powerful Iron Law Blood Arrow, Fang Lang has accumulated too much spiritual power spreading in the sea, and in one breath, he has directly reached the level of a fifth-stage martial arts master, directly and ruthlessly surpassing the sword path.

The Divine 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 the iron law shoot him every three days.

The cheap master let Fang Lang feel the difference between shooting and being shot, and Fang Lang felt that ...... Or is it ** pointed.

After all, you can get stronger when you get shot!

Of course, in the past four days, Fang Lang has not been idle, when consolidating some vain martial arts cultivation, kendo and martial arts have not been pulled down, and he has also refined a lot of cultivation funds provided by the system, stabilized his cultivation, and provided the aura that is lacking because of the early improvement of cultivation.

Wuwang Mansion, in the courtyard.

Fang Lang walked out and stood in the courtyard, opposite him, Jiang Linglong stood with Ji Xue sword in his hand.

Jiang Linglong was wearing a veil, and his eyes were solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.

But seeing Fang Lang holding the obsidian sword, he slowly threw the sword out, and then snapped his fingers, and that knock, as if there was a sword qi breeding in an instant, containing a hundred and ten lives and deaths in an instant!

In an instant, the obsidian sword shot out, turning into a brilliant sword qi lotus flower that exploded around Jiang Linglong's body!

Jiang Linglong had no reservations, the sword gang swept, spring, summer, autumn and winter, as if the rain of the four seasons was stretching endlessly, turning into a big net, colliding with the life and death sword qi lotus smashed by Fang Lang!

There were violent winds, and violent explosions were breeding in the courtyard.

The ground is cut into countless criss-crossing lines.

The smoke cleared.

Jiang Linglong took a few steps back, with a hint of incredulity and complexity in his eyes.

She actually repelled it.

Unconsciously, Fang Lang had already caught up with her and truly surpassed her at the cultivation level.

This made the pride in her heart tighten.

"Ding! You have an in-depth exchange with Jiang Linglong, the object of your bond, related to the cultivation of the practice, and obtain a [Meditation Card]. ”

A system prompt pops up.

Practice with Old Ginger and get a meditation card.

It's also a harvest.

Fang Lang's face was full of joy, the sword move he performed just now was called [Instant Sword Lotus], which was a swordsmanship taken from his cheap master.

It's not a secret technique, it's a swordsmanship, a powerful swordsmanship!

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 life and death, and the more times it is born and destroyed, the more times the energy collides and compresses, and the stronger the power of the explosion!

According to Fang Lang, if this move is strong enough to cultivate, it is comparable to a small missile, and the power is not weaker than the forbidden spell that the Great Technique Cultivation can cast with all his strength.

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

For this sword move, Fang Lang could only marvel, worthy of being the first sword immortal in the world, Xuanyuan Taihua!

After finishing the sparring session, Jiang Linglong seemed to think of something, and said, "By the way, Fang Lang, my father asked you to go to the small courtyard." ”

Fang Lang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help but think of King Jiang Wu, who had been overwhelmed by other races and entered the palace with his cloak scattered.

Fang Lang did not refuse, and after packing up for a while, he went to the small courtyard where King Jiang Wu was.

The door to the courtyard was closed.

However, as soon as Fang Lang arrived, there seemed to be a pair of eyes in the courtyard slowly opening, and the terrifying spiritual thoughts oppressed Fang Lang's breath.

With the improvement of cultivation, Fang Lang was able to understand the horror of these top powerhouses more and more.

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

In the courtyard, the pavilion is under construction.

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

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

When Fang Lang saw King Jiang Wu, he made a move.

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

King Jiang Wu spoke.

Fang Lang smiled, got up, and threw out a personal scan by the way.

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Age: 218

Repaired: ???

Root Bone: Starlight

Introduction: This is another man you can't climb

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The introduction information appeared, and Fang Lang couldn't help but gasp.

Xiu Wei can't see through it, but this bone seems to be taller than Chao Xiaojian!

The most important thing is that King Jiang Wu's age is actually more than two hundred years old!

Fang Lang smacked his tongue for a while, after all, Old Jiang was only fifteen years old, and even a fraction of King Jiang Wu's was not enough.

Jiang Wuwang's eyes were deep, and he looked at Fang Lang deeply, and at that moment, Fang Lang's heart tightened, and all his thoughts disappeared cleanly.

The oppression given to him by King Jiang Wu is even more terrifying than Chao Xiaojian!

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

"Liansheng Sword will take a look with me again."

Jiang Wuwang said.

Fang Lang took out the Lotus Life Sword, which was full of cracks and the tip of the sword was even more broken, and handed it to King Jiang Wu.

Jiang Wu Wang took the sword and glanced at it, his eyes surging with thousands of complicated colors.

"The sword shattered ......"

"It's the beginning of a storm."

"Alas......"

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

"You promised Xuanyuan Taihua to take the remaining three swords next, but these three swords are not so easy to take, 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 lotus death, lotus wheel, and lotus return are very important...... You must get in the hands of you. ”

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

Fang Lang could only stubbornly agree.

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

After a long time, his eyes fluctuated slightly, moving horizontally to the sky above Chang'an City.

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

"It's easier said than done to change your fate."

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

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

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, a little curious: "Who?" ”

"The disciple team of the Great Dao Sect."

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

"The disciple of the Immortal Martial Pagoda where Wei Sheng is located is very strong, but he has been completely crushed...... Fiasco! ”

"Their leader old disciple An Fan's strength is very strong, he is the champion of the first two scientific expeditions, and now under the accumulation of sufficient resources of the Great Dao Sect, his cultivation has reached the peak of the Nine Stages Law Realm, he has crushed the leading disciples of the Mai Sect, Ji Yuan Guan, and Guan Buddha Sea, he is too strong!"

Liu Bubai and Ge Shu Yuehua were both amazed.

Huang Ying is a little in a trance, An Fan is powerful, there is no doubt that once the disciples of the Sword Shu Sect and the disciples of the Great Dao Sect fight in the group battle, she Huang Ying will definitely face An Fan, if she can't stop An Fan, then the Sword Shu Sect basically has no chance of winning.

And Huang Ying is not sure that she can beat An Fan, if she changes to Wen Tinglai, she will still have a chance.

She Huang Ying...... Can't compare.

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

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

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

The crowd gathered.

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

Fang Lang smiled: "We have slaughtered the beast tide, aren't they afraid?" ”

"In front of the post station, a rain of demon beast hearts sprinkled didn't scare them?"

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

"But...... They still thought that the defeat of that beast tide was due to the will of the Taihua Sword Immortal in the Liansheng Sword. ”

"They are afraid of the Lotus Sword, as for you Fang Lang, although they are afraid, they are not afraid."

Fang Lang raised his eyebrows.

Wen Ting looked at Fang Lang with a serious expression: "Besides, don't underestimate the team of the Great Dao Sect, strictly speaking, they are not easier to deal with than the beast tide of the low-level demon beasts, once An Fan quickly defeats Huang Ying and uses An Fan's strength to intervene in the confrontation between your new disciples, you will definitely lose." ”

Jiang Linglong wore a veil and frowned slightly: "Then we can defeat the new disciple team of the Great Dao Sect as quickly as possible and support Senior Sister Huang Ying." ”

Fang Lang gave a thumbs up to Old Jiang: "Uncle Xiao thinks what you said is very reasonable. ”

"Little ginger?" Jiang Linglong looked at Fang Lang coldly, and his voice raised slightly.

It felt like the air was getting cold.

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

As a junior uncle of Jianshu, what bad thoughts can he have, it's not an exaggeration to call you a little Jiang, right?

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

As the night deepened, after discussing the tactics, Fang Lang and the others went back to the house to practice, adjust their state, and deal with the decisive battle of tomorrow's resource war.

The bright moon hung high, shedding the bleak moonlight.

In the pavilion, Huang Ying sat alone, quietly rubbing the sword, and the sword body reflected the moonlight.

She was a little dazed, she was going to face An Fan tomorrow, the former champion of scientific research, Huang Ying was under a lot of pressure.

Although she is a little talented, she is still much worse than An Fan.

Wen Ting brewed a new wolfberry tea, walked slowly, and seemed to feel Huang Ying's confusion and fear.

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

"After so many years, you are still as easy to get confused as ever, this is not good, you are a sword cultivator, you should be consistent in your mind, and you are confident that with the sword in your hand, you can cut everything."

"Besides...... You have to have a little more faith in those little guys. ”

Under the moon, Wen Ting smiled.

Huang Ying raised her head and looked at Wen Ting in a daze, this familiar picture made her originally frightened and anxious heart can't help but quiet down.

Huang Ying pursed her lips and tilted her head to look at Wen Ting.

Just like it was back then.

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Following.

Snow is falling.

The two sides of Chang'an Zhuque Street were piled up with shoveled snow, and the princess Pei specially ordered someone to prepare a carriage, Fang Lang and others got into the carriage, and the sound of horses' hooves gradually rose, and Fang Lang and others drove through Zhuque Street and headed towards Zhuque Gate.

In front of Suzaku Gate, a huge ring is spread flat on the ground.

On both sides of the street, people who were already in high spirits had already gathered, and the dazzling battles in the ring for two days in a row made the people who watched it excited, hoping that their juniors would be able to practice in the future and become human beings.

Goose feathers of snow fall from the sky.

In the mirror-like ring, the disciples of the Great Dao Sect, under the leadership of An Fan, stood on it early.

Anfan stared at the carriage coming from Suzaku Street.

The disciples of the Sword Shu Sect could be faintly seen in the carriage.

An Fan's elegant face had a slight smile, but the smile was a little cold.

Li Yuanzhen's expression was complicated, but in the complexity, there was also a touch of fiery madness that was enough to burn the winter snow for revenge.

The carriage stopped.

In the surrounding people, under the gaze of the five princesses upstairs in Vermilion Bird City, as well as hundreds of officials.

The carriage curtain was lifted.

Fang Lang sat in a white shirt and walked down with a warm smile under the watchful eye of everyone.

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PS: I drove nearly 400 kilometers on the return trip today, and I wrote a chapter just when I came back, I was too tired and in a bad state, so I will change it first, and I will send it again and again tomorrow, sorry.

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