Since that day, Fang Dou has never seen a monk who swept the floor again.

As a dignified Taoist real person, hiding in a famous temple in Shimen, this operation is so sexy!

Fang Dou admired him very much, that is, he could play like this, and if he changed someone, he would definitely be beaten to death on the spot after being discovered.

Originally, he wanted to say goodbye and leave when the ceremony ended.

But the martial law kept it, so I stayed for a few more days.

Fang Dou finished making the monk's robe for the sweeping monk. That night, the barrier was broken and finally he felt like he had accumulated a lot of money.

So, he knew that it was time to make a Taoist robe of his own.

The original items of the water and fire Taoist robe were returned, and Fang Dou lost all his thoughts. After his thoughts were clear, his blessings came to his heart and he was about to start making Taoist robe.

Taking advantage of this sudden inspiration, coupled with the rich resources in Fuyuan Temple.

Fang Dou has the experience of creating two sets of monk robes in succession. The temple environment is quiet and the blessing of martial law is not disturbed in a short period of time.

"Done!"

Fang Dou had already made a fixed decision about the style of his Taoist robe.

The style is simple, compared with the water and fire robe, simplifying the excess ornaments, leaving only the necessary belts.

As for the material, the silk from the three major sword sects is the best grade, combined with the advantages of Tiansang Silk, etc., the finished Taoist robe in the future will be more wonderful than the Tiansang Silk monk's robe by the Sweeping Monk.

Fang Dou decided to refine this Taoist robe into a protective magic weapon, especially the internal formation, which determined that the "Yunshan Wuchao" sword formation was the core, and the excellent formations in the Taoist robe of water and fire will surely be able to go up to the top.

The outside world was surging, and many sword cultivators received news and rushed to Jinling County day and night.

Those who informed others also secretly observed Fuyuan Temple and monitored Fang Dou's direction.

I thought Fang Dou was about to leave soon, but I didn't expect to stay there.

This is a bit troublesome. Fuyuan Temple is also one of the famous temples of Shimen. There are many powerful arhats, the new abbot, and even make friends.

Jian Xiu came to the door rashly, which may lead to a conflict with Shimen.

The initiator did not expect it to turn out like this, but now it is impossible to control it.

More than ten days have passed!

Fang Dou was wearing a brand new Taoist robe and movable shoulders. He couldn't feel any restraint, just like the skin that was attached to his body.

The sleeves are covered with wind, the clothes are floating like immortals, walking like a place in the heavenly court among clouds!

"What a Wu Dao to the Feng!"

Fang Dou looked at the floor-standing bronze mirror and became more satisfied with the more he looked at it. Our design ideas and cutting skills are so valuable!

This is the finished product of the Taoist robe. From the outside, it seems like a god descending to earth.

Especially the materials are Shu Jin, a specialty of Lingxiao, Baidi and Qingcheng, which is a collection of Shu Jin, the specialty of the three major sword sects. There is no other person in the world who can have such a luxurious enjoyment!

However, this Taoist robe can only be regarded as a clothes and has not yet become a real magic weapon.

"Next, engrave the formation inside!"

Fang Dou's eyes flashed. There were already five-element flying swords, seven-star flying swords, three-poison flying swords, and the bead-haired flying swords that had just been obtained, all of which appeared in front of him, with the tip of the sword facing vertically to the ground.

"The Yunshan Wumao Sword Formation is engraved into it with the technique of forming a formation by one person, and the sword energy of a few flying swords is infused!"

This formation is the crystallization of wisdom created by Fang Dou gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools.

In particular, with the characteristics of this array, it can enrich internal details without limits and expand the external range, and its power can be superimposed without limits.

Therefore, the core of this Taoist robe is the "Yunshan Wuchao" sword formation as the core.

As for the "transformation curse", "dust removal technique", etc., the mantras that are necessary in daily life are also essential and placed outside the sword formation.

Fang Dou took off his Taoist robe and focused on engraving it. The four flying swords around him rose and fell, and occasionally emitted the dazzling sword light.

On this day, Martial Arts came to the door in a hurry and shouted, "It's not good!"

"Um!"

Fang Dou's fingertips shone light and wrote on the surface of the Taoist robe. A series of light patterns penetrated deep into the inside. He stopped and raised his head when he heard this.

'"Fang Dou, I don't know who leaked the news. Now the sword cultivators outside are all rushing to Fuyuan Temple!"

Martial law is very regretful and should not have been a show of the limelight for himself and expose Fang Dou's whereabouts.

In order to chase Fang Dou, those sword cultivators in Shu came without hesitation to leave the mountains in Shu and tracked them thousands of miles away.

These gangs of killing embryos are really hard to mess with!

"Fang Dou, you'll leave now. I'll cover you for you so that outsiders think that you're still hiding in the temple!"

Jie Yan murmured to himself, "There must be secretly sent by the people from the Shimen in this matter, otherwise the sword cultivator would not have come so quickly!"

Speaking of this, he gritted his teeth, "This is not to take my Fuyuan Temple into consideration, and wait. After this matter is over, I will settle the score in the future!"

He looked up and saw Fang Dou calmly, and was still working on the Taoist robe in his hand.

"You're not leaving quickly. I heard that there are already sword cultivators crossing the river!"

"so what?"

Fang Dou shrugged, "It's all crossing the river, it's only a day or two to get here. Can you escape?"

Then, he asked martial law, "Do you know why I was wanted?"

"Smuggling Shu Jin?" asked Martial Arts tentatively.

"Of course not!"

Fang Dou rolled his eyes, "Is he murdered or a big shot!"

Martial law was amazed, "Brother Fang Dou, your ability to cause trouble is amazing!"

However, he immediately became nervous, "You are not my Shimen. I am protecting the Fuyuan Temple. It is already the limit. If a sword cultivator invades a large-scale sword cultivator, what should I do?"

"Senior Brother Martial Arts, I will lend you a treasure land and kill a few batches of them. I will talk about what happened in the future!"

When martial law heard about it, he touched his bald head, "It's good!"

At this time, a little novice rushes to the scene in panic, "The abbot is in charge, something is not good, and a fierce man comes to the door, just like the legendary sword immortal!"

Turning around in martial law, "Brother Fang Dou, come together!"

After saying that, he turned around and ordered the little novice monk, "Go and invite the first seats of each prison, and several arhats from the Heavenly King Hall must be present!"

From the side room to the temple gate, martial law made Fang Dou grand, "I, Fuyuan Temple, can't just come to ask for people at will!"

"It's outrageous. I just got promoted to martial law and came to the door, which was obviously slapped me in the face!"

He was excited to speak, and his cheeks swayed a few times, which was very...hilarious.

The temple gate was open, and the monks standing on both sides were tall and strong people, looking alert, surrounded by one person in the center.

Fang Dou walked away, and before he could see the person coming, he just glanced at the outline and noticed the sharp aura. It was indeed a sword cultivator.

“Only one!”

When we were happy with martial law, we liked this situation, which made it easier for us to siege.

"Fang Dou, I will trick him into it later. When the gate is closed, I will throw my cup... Oh no, coughing is the sign, we rushed forward and killed the vegetable fields buried in the backyard!"

Fang Dou glanced at him, you, the abbot, are you too skilled in your business, is it the black temple?

Standing in front of the temple gate was a burly young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked familiar.

Fang Dou nodded, very familiar, indeed he is a sword cultivator in Shu!

He was about to speak when the young man took a few steps forward, and was so shocked that the monks on both sides pinched the sticks and shouted, "What are you going to do?" "Don't be rude!"

Unexpectedly, the young man rushed to Fang Dou, knelt down immediately, and knocked his forehead against the stone slab.

"My dear master, my disciple finally found you!"
Chapter completed!