With an additional skeleton, the power of the Demon-Resistance Banner doubled. For a moment, Du Tiexue and the others were the best materials in his eyes.

"Wait, leave it for me too!"

The rabbit died and the fox was sad, his lips died and his teeth were cold. They were both Lianjiang's three sons, Du Tiedi and Mo Yungu, whose eyes were red at this time. Although they did not have the same flesh and blood as Huang Wusheng, they were both Lianjiang's three sons, who were both Lianjiang's sword sect, saw that his soul was destroyed, so why didn't they get angry and hatred arise from the courage? They now want to smash Fang Ling to pieces to avenge Huang Wusheng.

"Fang Ling, after today, I will stop Jiang Jian Sect and you forever!" Du Tiedi shouted loudly, pinched the magic tricks in his hand, and dozens of balls as big as babies' fists sacrificed hard towards Fang Ling.

Mo Yungu on the other side also quickly pinched the magic tricks, and the flames were like rain, constantly slapped Fang Ling's body. However, the moment the two of them started these attacks, they looked at each other and turned into two sword lights and fled wildly towards the distance.

Seeing the two of them running away, Fang Ling shouted coldly, "If you want to leave, please stay for me!" As he spoke, Fang Ling shook the demon banner in his hand, and two black air that looked like a substance swept away, directly sweeping away the illuminated thunder fire, turning into a phantom, chasing the two of them.

Du Tiedi and Mo Yungu turned black at this time. For them, being able to force them to escape was already a matter of losing face, not to mention being chased by a monk who had just entered the Jindan realm.

According to the previous arrogance of the two, they must have to argue with Fang Ling. Unfortunately, Huang Wusheng's death has already made them afraid of Fang Ling. The three of them joined forces and one of them died at Fang Ling's hands, not to mention that they are the only two of them left.

"Sad. I'll settle the accounts for you one day!" Du Tiedi, who shouted in a deep voice, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. The sword light that was originally activated by him instantly doubled its speed, turned into a long rainbow, and escaped into the sky.

At this moment, Mo Yungu sprayed his flying sword with a mouthful of pure elixir and chased Du Tiedi.

Fang Ling looked at the two men who disappeared into the sky in an instant, frowned, and finally stopped. Although Fang Ling didn't know the name, he also knew that this should be a method like the Blood Burning Art. If he activates a similar method in Xuanpin**, he would not be unable to catch up with these two men. However, this method of burning essence, blood and golden elixir would have to be in seclusion for at least ten years before he could recover.

More importantly, once this method is used, it hurts the root cause. Even if the cultivation level can be restored, the root cause will be difficult to make up for. Once the root cause is injured and you want to advance to the Nascent Soul, it is impossible.

In other words, although Du Tiedi and his two people escaped their lives this time, their path to advance to the Nascent Soul Ancestor has been completely blocked. This is actually the most important pain for the two people.

As a monk, who doesn’t want to go further? There is even a saying that blocks people’s way, which makes people feel more uncomfortable than killing their parents. Now, Fang Ling is equivalent to cutting off the path of improving their cultivation.

Of course, Fang Ling would not chase the two of them at the risk of hurting him in order to chase them. The higher the cultivation level, the less it is, the less it is easier to make up for it.

After the two of them escaped, Fang Ling flew back to Qingyue Valley. Before he could fall down, Yang Jiu, the Black Scorpion Lady and others had already knelt respectfully on the ground and said in unison: "Congratulations to the real person's flag to win and achieve success!"

Which of these foundation-building cultivators under Fang Ling is not a pure person with pure energy? At this time, they were convinced by Fang Ling and shouted in unison, which was really shocked.

Fang Ling glanced at these people, and from these eyes, he could feel the awe and contempt of these people for him. He knew in his heart that from today on, these people would have completely become his team.

Waving his sleeves, Fang Ling said calmly: "Please get up."

Everyone surrounded Fang Ling and returned to the temporary cave. After the black scorpion lady and most of the people left consciously, Tingting came to Fang Ling with a narrow face and handed over a small Qiankun bag in her hand and said, "Real person, this is the small Qiankun bag falling from Huang Wusheng's body. Please check it out."

Fang Ling would naturally not let go of a Jindan real person's small Qiankun bag. As soon as he reached out to put the Qiankun bag in his hand, his spiritual sense rolled towards the small Qiankun bag. At this time, Huang Wusheng was dead, and his small Qiankun bag would naturally not have any obstacles to Fang Ling. In an instant, Fang Ling could see clearly what was inside the Xiao Qiankun bag.

There was no magic weapon in Huang Wusheng's small Qiankun bag at this time. Apart from a few top-level magic weapons, there were some fairy stone elixirs and several bottles of elixirs with different functions. Among these things, the one that interested Fang Ling the most was a elixir called Guizang Pill. He had heard that the name of this elixir was one of the elixirs used by the Jindan stage cultivators to improve their cultivation.

The value of each one is one hundred medium-grade immortal stones. More importantly, this kind of elixir is generally priceless. Once it appears, it will be bought immediately.

Just as Fang Ling was about to put away Huang Wusheng's small Qiankun bag, a jade slip attracted Fang Ling's attention. This jade slip seemed average, but was placed in the middle of the small Qiankun bag, and it was also a trace of being used frequently.

He took the jade slip by casually, and Fang Ling swept his spiritual sense over. But just as his spiritual sense was about to enter the jade slip, a huge sword light slashed towards Fang Ling's spiritual sense like a long sword.

This sword is so powerful that it has a great aura of attacking with one sword and kneeling in all directions. The sword light is even more sharp to strike everything in the universe and into pieces.

Fang Ling's face changed. He did not expect that such a huge momentum was hidden in a jade slip. He ignored everything else. The spiritual consciousness that had gathered into a diamond was activated by him, and it became more and more crystal clear and hard.

But at this moment, Fang Ling's heart was full of worry. He didn't know if his spiritual sense could block this earth-shaking attack, let alone even if he blocked this attack, he might leave scars on his mind.

Could it be that when faced with this kind of attack of the direct-slashing spiritual consciousness, can I only wait? Just when Fang Ling was unwilling to accept it, the villain hidden in his Vajra consciousness seemed to feel the threat of the sword light and suddenly opened his eyes.

Then, a golden palm flew out from the villain's hand and slapped it hard against the sword light. For a moment, in Fang Ling's spiritual consciousness, the sword light was like lightning, cutting through the sky. The golden palm was powerful and unmatched.

The collision of the two forces made Fang Ling feel dizzy and the severe pain almost fell to the ground. However, when his mind was clear, messages appeared in his heart.

"Wusheng Slits and Sky Seal!" But the spiritual consciousness was powerful. The sword that was astonishing as the earth was resisted by the Wusheng Slits and Sky Seal. If it weren't for the earth-shaking sword that slashed towards the spiritual consciousness, Fang Ling would not be able to use the Wusheng Slits and Sky Seal in his current realm.

"Real person, are you okay?" The black scorpion lady held Fang Ling with both hands, and her charming eyes were full of concern.

At this time, Fang Ling felt that his spiritual consciousness was about to be exhausted. This was the consequence of excessive consumption of spiritual consciousness, and the joy in his heart was instantly replaced by the pain in the spiritual consciousness. He forced himself to calm down, and then silently recited the verses of the Maitreya Sutra, which stabilized his spiritual consciousness.

"I have nothing to do, you guys step back first!" Fang Ling waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

Although the black scorpion lady and others showed a hint of worry about Fang Ling's situation, Fang Ling's divine power to defeat the three sons of Lan Jiang made them dare not violate Fang Ling's instructions at all. They bowed and left quickly after bowing and bowing.

Fang Ling's divine thought flashed and placed the White Tiger Seven Killings Picture beside him. Then he silently recited the verses from the Maitreya Sutra and slowly restored his spiritual consciousness. According to Fang Ling's estimate, it would take only one or two hours for him to restore this spiritual consciousness, but he did not expect that it was not until the night of the sixth day that his spiritual consciousness would be fully recovered.

After carefully thinking about the use of the Wusheng Slits, Fang Ling felt scared. The use of the Wusheng Slits is too exhausting. The use of the Wusheng Slits is so exhausting. A quarter of an hour after the use, he actually did not have any power of the spiritual consciousness.

Fang Ling knew very well about the consequences of not having the power of spiritual consciousness, which meant that he had magic power in the face of other people's attacks, but no resistance. Although there was no danger this time, Fang Ling was also very scared.

He picked up the jade slip again. This time, he was already prepared, and his spiritual sense slowly explored towards the jade slip. Fang Ling's spiritual sense penetrated very slowly. After half an hour, he could see the jade slip halfway.

The sword light that almost shattered his spiritual sense never appeared again. But what Fang Ling had obtained from exploring the jade slip made Fang Ling's eyes brighter and brighter.

This jade slip was left by a senior from the Langjiang Sword Sect. Its content was not the sword technique, but the process of the Nascent Soul Ancestor practicing sword technique. For example, the sword technique used by Huang Wusheng to condense into reality is recorded here.

However, what made Fang Ling even more happy was the process left by the ancestor of the Nascent Soul about how he cultivated the sword and became a silk method. Although I remembered this process not too long, every word and sentence was mentioned. After reading this process, Fang Ling suddenly felt enlightened.

Although it takes a long time of hard work to practice this sword and become silk, the contents of this jade slip have pointed out the direction for how to practice.

Fang Ling was extremely envious of this sword-condensing silk before he achieved the golden elixir. However, he did not practice magic tricks, and he also knew that this method was difficult to practice. Therefore, although he was envious, he did not waste his effort in this regard.

But now it’s different. With this experience, it’s only a matter of time before he cultivates the sword and turns into silk! (To be continued...)
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