"Hahaha"

The sound of practicing boxing sounded from a dilapidated courtyard, Fang Ling couldn't help but be attracted by this sound, and strolled into the courtyard.

In the dilapidated courtyard, there was a young man who looked to be more than ten years old, practicing a set of martial arts vigorously.

Judging from Fang Ling's eyesight, this set of martial arts actually has no merit, but the young man who practiced was extremely serious.

After a set of boxing exercises, the young man was already sweating profusely, he picked up his shirt and wiped the sweat, and then muttered to himself as if expressing his determination: "Mother, you are watching in the spirit of heaven, the child must be no worse than others." ”

"One day, I will stand at the top of this world like our Liu family's grandfather. ”

The feelings of young people are always poetry, Fang Ling is not very interested in the man's previous sentence, after all, there are too many ambitious people in this world.

But that sentence Uncle Zu, standing at the top of this world, made him sit down a little unconsciously.

It's also Uncle Zu no matter how you say it, and if you don't say anything, it's really a bit unreasonable.

Fang Ling's thoughts flashed in his heart, so he patted his small Qiankun bag and took out the jade slip of the Jindan monk he had obtained in the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain.

casually set the prohibition inside so that ordinary people could watch it, and then threw the jade slip behind the young man.

That's all he did for the boy, and as for whether the boy can get ahead in the future, it ultimately depends on the boy's efforts.

Before Fang Ling could walk out of the dilapidated courtyard, Fang Ling heard the young man's exclamation. Regarding the young man's reaction, Fang Ling just smiled and turned to leave.

Fang Ling didn't know. His seemingly unintentional behavior once again created a grandmaster-level ancestor for the True Dao Sect.

Step out of the capital city. Fang Ling re-entered the Three-Hole Sacred Realm. The prohibition of these three-hole holy realms is now mostly under Fang Ling. His purpose in prohibiting them was to prevent others from intruding into this holy place.

The Golden Treasure Tree was still standing proudly in the Three-Hole Holy Land, Fang Ling looked at the Golden Treasure Tree, and there was a trace of ardent expectation in his eyes.

In addition to visiting his family when he returned to the Perimeter this time, the most important thing was to refine this golden treasure tree into a three-hole holy realm map.

Although this treasure map will not have the effect of restricting the opponent's cultivation like those previous maps, it is in any way. Fang Ling was ready to take this Holy Realm map into his hands.

His Haoran Qi can be said to be the slowest progress, although Fang Ling has not been stingy in using the Yuan Stone in the past ninety years, but Haoran Yuanying's Dao Pattern Perception has not made much progress.

This golden treasure tree had become a hope for Fang Ling to break through his current cultivation.

Fang Ling sat cross-legged outside the Golden Treasure Tree, and first quietly ran his Haoran Qi, although now he had three Dharma Bodies. But under this golden treasure tree, all he can use is that majestic qi.

When his spirit and spirit were at the peak, Fang Ling's fingers pinched. A pure white long sword with a length of one zhang appeared behind Fang Ling.

This was the small law body that Fang Ling named the Haoran Sword, the moment this long sword small law body appeared. There was a sword roar.

This is a kind of refreshing sword roar, and it is also a kind of sword roar that encounters something of the same origin. With this sword roar, the aura scattered around. Quickly converged towards the sword-shaped small law body.

The white light of the Haoran Sword condensed more and more, and it was only half an hour of effort, and the Haoran Qi outside the Golden Treasure Tree of the Three-Hole Saint Realm was actually absorbed by more than half of this Haoran Sword.

And the golden treasure tree also began to tremble at this time, which was a tremor of meeting a fellow Daoist, and it was also a tremor of joy.

From seeing this Golden Treasure Tree to now, Fang Ling had never seen any reaction from the Golden Treasure Tree, and now the tremor of the Golden Treasure Tree made Fang Ling's heart happy.

It's better to have a reaction than not to have a reaction.

Fang Ling's divine thoughts flickered, and the Haoran Sword, which had already raised its momentum to the strongest level, suddenly swelled ten times more.

The sword light slashed, and with a momentum of invincibility in heaven and earth, it slashed towards the defensive shield outside the golden treasure tree.

This sword seemed to be extremely ordinary, but in fact, in this sword, Fang Ling already implied all the Haoran Dao patterns that he had comprehended, as well as the Dao patterns hidden by the Haoran Sword itself.

The convergence of the two Dao patterns, coupled with the Haoran Qi gathered by the Haoran Sword itself, this sword can directly kill a Daoist mid-stage Cunzài.

But now, what Fang Ling wanted was to rely on this sword to cut through the defensive shield that was preventing him from obtaining the Dao Three Hole Sacred Realm Diagram.

At the moment when the sword of Haoran was about to stand on the shield, the golden treasure tree, which had not made any movement, suddenly stretched out a branch.

This branch looked like a golden long dragon, with infinite changes hidden in it, and the moment this branch waved, Fang Ling felt that a golden long dragon was coming towards the Haoran Sword.

The sword light and the golden branches collided together, and a huge energy, centered on the two, spread out in all directions.

Under this force, Fang Ling even had a feeling of insignificance.

The Dao pattern of the Haoran Sword was broad and upright, and although the Dao pattern displayed by the branch was not as upright as the Haoran Sword, and even had some femininity, Fang Ling could clearly feel that this was the Dao pattern of Haoran's qi.

Once he can obtain this Dao pattern, then his comprehension on the Haoran Sword will definitely be able to reach a higher level.

When cultivating to the level of a Taoist, when fighting, the most important thing is who has mastered more Dao patterns in enlightenment.

There is a world of difference between an attack that implies a pattern and an attack that implies two patterns.

The small law body of the Haoran Sword flew upside down, but at this moment, no matter what, Fang Ling would not give up, nor would he choose to give up.

The magic technique in his hand quickly pinched, and the mighty sword suddenly turned into a three-foot long sword and fell into Fang Ling's hand.

This mighty sword, which was between the entity and the void, was struck out by Fang Ling the moment it fell into Fang Ling's hands.

This blow. Although Fang Ling didn't have the power to urge the Xuan Yuan Infant and the Faith Yuan Infant, he did it. But it was the golden giant's means to open up the world.

A groundbreaking blow, a blow that never returns.

This blow. It is mainly based on the Haoran Dao pattern of Haoran's baby, and those Dao patterns that Fang Ling has only comprehended by adding those fur.

But with this blow, the branch that looked like a golden dragon was split into a crack.

The crack was not big, but the golden branch chose to retreat the moment the crack appeared. Fang Ling didn't give the branch time to retreat, he didn't wait for the branch to completely retreat, and the whole person rushed forward.

His sword struck out again. It's still the same blow.

Or it should be said that what Fang Ling struck out was still the sword that opened the sky.

One sword, two swords, three swords, just in an instant, Fang Ling struck out a total of fifteen swords, each sword, to the branch like a golden dragon. Leaving a small crack.

After fifteen cracks, the golden branches began to retreat desperately, and with the retreat of the golden cracks, a crack more than three feet long. Appears on the Golden Tree's defensive shield.

This crack was disappearing at a frantic speed, but at this moment, Fang Ling. And how could it be allowed to disappear?

Swinging the long sword gathered by the small law in his hand again, Fang Ling not only cast the Heaven Opening Sword. His whole person is even more towards the rift. Rushed frantically.

The long sword swept over the crack, making the crack a little bigger. With the expansion of the crack, Fang Ling's whole person had already crashed into the crack.

The golden treasure tree seemed to sense something, and the moment Fang Ling collided with it, it was another golden branch, which quickly drew towards Fang Ling, this branch was shaped like a golden phoenix, and it hit Fang Ling's body.

Fang Ling felt that even if this golden phoenix branch hit his body, he would not be able to hurt himself, but he would definitely be beaten out of his current position by this branch.

Being injured was a trivial matter, but once he was sent out of his current position, for Fang Ling, it would be a failure.

Fang Ling had put so much effort into it, wasn't it just to be able to enter the side of this golden treasure tree?

In the middle of a slight groan, Fang Ling slapped the top of his head violently, and the Dao pattern that shone in the sky rushed out from the top of his head.

This channel illuminating the sky is the foundation of Fang Ling's present moment, the moment he flew out, he turned into a white dragon and greeted the golden phoenix.

The branch shaped like a golden phoenix, the moment it hit the Jiaolong Dao pattern heavily, the Jiaolong Dao pattern flew out upside down.

Fang Ling's divine consciousness was even more uncomfortable as this dragon dao pattern was blown away, this was a kind of discomfort that his mind was about to explode.

But Fang Ling didn't have time to pay attention to his discomfort at this time, he wanted to rush in, this was his only chance.

Enduring the sharp pain in his head, Fang Ling squeezed hard into the gap, and then Fang Ling submerged into the protective shield.

The moment he entered the protective shield, Fang Ling's biggest feeling was that around him, there seemed to be countless dao patterns flying.

It's a pattern!

A little bit of Dao Pattern is like a small snake, these Dao Patterns are very small, but they are all Dao Patterns of Haoran Dao.

Fang Ling felt these chaotic dao lines, and some fanaticism arose in his eyes. If he could collect all of these Dao patterns for his own use, it would be a huge improvement for his Haoran Dao.

Inside the shield of the Golden Divine Tree was actually a broken Dao pattern, which really made Fang Ling a little unexpected.

However, Fang Ling didn't pay attention to those Dao patterns for the first time, but walked towards the Golden Treasure Tree. The Golden Treasure Tree, which was still violently resisting just now and wanted to beat Fang Ling out, seemed extremely calm at this moment.

Whether it was a branch in the shape of a golden dragon or a branch in the shape of a golden phoenix, it shrank back and turned into an ordinary branch.

Almost without thinking about anything else, Fang Ling's palm was directly placed on the trunk of the golden treasure tree.

The previous treasure trees were all combined with the treasure map in his heart like this, and Fang Ling was ready to use the same means at this moment.

But the moment his hand landed on the treasure tree, Fang Ling felt that he was wrong, the huge golden treasure tree didn't even have the slightest intention of moving.

How could this be? (To be continued......)