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    "Poof", a mouthful of blood spurted out from Dong Haoran's mouth.  ¡òLiterature Hall¡òThis mouthful of blood is not the congestion caused by the injury, but a mouthful of blood from his heart that he spit out under the overwhelming pressure.  As the mouthful of blood vomited out, Dong Haoran felt that his body began to feel weak and weak.

    "Senior Brother Dong is vomiting blood!" A Lishan Palace disciple standing next to him shouted with horror in his words.

    Anyone who can become a foundation builder is not a person who can't hold back his anger.  The reason why the disciples of Lishan Palace were so panicked was because Dong Haoran's vomiting of blood was really a big deal.  For cultivators, especially those who have reached Foundation Establishment, the breath in their chests has been extremely harmonized, and it is rare, or even very difficult, to spit out the heart essence and blood.  Once this happens, it will be a big problem, and it may even be impossible to recover from the fall.

    ¡°Give Senior Brother Dong the Heart-Building Pill, and quickly take Senior Brother Dong back to a quieter place to recuperate.¡± A core disciple of Lishan Palace ordered loudly.

    The disciples of Lishan Palace started to move in a hurry, while the disciples of the other three major sects stood quietly aside, watching all this coldly. Dong Haoran no longer had the momentum of responding to everything.

    "You despicable villain!" A voice with emotion came from the crowd. Following this sentence, someone even said faintly: "It's good to faint."

    "Who is talking sarcastically here? Stand up for me if you have the guts!" The Lishan Palace disciple who discovered that Dong Haoran had fainted shouted loudly in the direction of the speaker.  But he called three times, but no one showed up.  I did hear a lot of sarcastic laughter.

    "Junior brother, let's go!" The man surnamed Sun patted the junior brother on the shoulder with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice.

    Although the man was a little unwilling.  But looking at the faces of the senior brothers surrounding him, he instantly realized something.  Now it is no longer what it was just now, that shocking sword has already trampled Dong Haoran and the face of their Lishan Palace into the ground.

    Fang Ling didn¡¯t know about Dong Haoran¡¯s vomiting of blood at this time.  He was hurt a lot, but his mood was refreshing.  He was unwilling and disdainful to defend against such villainous behavior.  A lot of things.  Cut it with one sword, and the world will be clear!

    After stuffing a few energy-replenishing elixirs into his mouth, Fang Ling placed the twelve missing flags around him.  As the billowing smoke rose, Fang Ling once again offered the map of the Lashan Secret Realm.  Involved himself in the secret map.  Sitting cross-legged under the big tree obtained from the top of Lashan Mountain's secret realm.  Waves of spiritual energy entered Fang Ling's body like crazy.  He activated the Yuan-Pui Yuan Gong and slowly began to practice.  Eighty-one weeks later, the true energy in Fang Ling's body had reached its peak, but his face was still very pale.  Using the Neon Sword twice caused his consciousness to be seriously injured, and it would take some time to repair it.  After practicing the No-Phase Mind-Saving Technique for a while, Fang Ling felt a lot more relaxed.  Knowing that further training would be of no use, Fang Ling immediately collected the map of the Lashan Secret Realm.  Out of the lost formation.

    "Greetings to Senior Brother Fang Ling!" The moment Fang Ling came out of the formation, two Qingyuan Sect disciples in the early stages of foundation building respectfully saluted him with clasped fists.

    Fang Ling glanced at the two disciples and found that they didn't know each other.  He nodded lightly and said, "What do you two want?"

    "Senior Brother Guo came here an hour later to ask Brother Fang to discuss matters. After waiting for you for a long time, I saw that you were still in seclusion, so I asked the two of us to help you protect you." A Foundation Establishment disciple smiled and said, "To avoid the danger of unknown beasts.  Sorry to bother you."

    Seeing the smiles and cultivation of these two people, Fang Ling understood in his heart that he asked the two monks with the lowest cultivation to wait for him here. It was Guo Zhenying who told him that he had no other ideas.  What a thoughtful thought!

    Fang Ling was not very interested in the discussion. He waved his hand and said, "Please tell Senior Brother Guo Zhenying that I am a little uncomfortable and don't understand the situation very well. I will not participate in the discussion."  In the meantime, Fang Ling walked away with steps.  The young disciple was about to persuade him again, but he was stopped by the person who just spoke, and said through a secret voice transmission method: "We have already done what we should do, just go back and convey his meaning."

    "Senior Brother Guo" The young disciple was halfway through his words, and then he showed a clear look. Fang Ling, as the favored son of heaven who is fully compatible with the magic weapon, has replaced Dong Haoran and become the leader of the five major sects.  The strongest person among the monks in the basic period.  Who can object to his words?

    Fang Ling returned to the residence arranged for him by the Lin family and prepared to use his energy to adjust his breathing again. After all, for monks, spiritual consciousness is one of the most important means.  The imperial envoy's neon sword mainly relies on the flesh-and-blood connection established between himself and the neon sword. The use of spiritual consciousness only accounts for a small part, but this is veryA part of him also made his mind shake.  No wonder the average foundation-building monks can't use magic weapons at all.  Fang Ling, with thoughts flashing in his mind, then thought of the saying that the magic weapon is completely compatible. I am afraid that the so-called perfect fit means that the monk himself and the magic weapon can establish a flesh-and-blood connection.

    After sitting cross-legged for a while, Fang Ling felt that he was distracted and couldn't continue practicing at all.  Fang Ling let out a long sigh and immediately dissipated the half-used true energy. He knew that if he continued to force himself like this, he would probably go crazy.  After walking down the stairs, Fang Ling looked around in the room. Although the position given to him by the Lin family was not the top one, it was still very exquisite. There were several green bamboo poles outside the door, which added a bit of elegance to the house.

    There is paper in front of the table, and the fine wolf hair is placed in an orderly manner.  Fang Ling picked up the wolf hair and started writing gently.  Originally he was going to write a poem that he had memorized in the past, but somehow, the first word he penned was at Qianfo Mountain. He remembered a passage from the Maitreya Sutra: "Enhance precepts, listen to virtue, meditate, and contemplate."  I am advising you to practice well in the holy life and cultivate your heart with joy" Fang Ling wrote each word from his hand, and for a while, Fang Ling felt that his confused mind became calm.  .  This feeling made him enjoy it very much, and he continued to write word by word.  In a quarter of an hour, Fang Ling wrote down all this verse.  Looking at the fonts on the white paper that looked like dragons and snakes, a smile appeared on Fang Ling's face.  In the past, his calligraphy was just a hobby, but now, he feels that his calligraphy has improved a lot.

    Fang Ling put down his pen and smiled softly. He was about to take a look at the handwriting he had written, when a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.  His consciousness, which had been severely injured, had recovered to a large extent at this moment.  Could it be that writing can restore consciousness?  This idea made Fang Ling excited.  After simply calming down his mood, Fang Ling picked up a pen and wrote an ancient poem that he liked very much on the paper.  After finishing writing the song "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night", Fang Ling showed a smile on his face.  He was also very satisfied with the handwriting this time, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to his own handwriting at this time.  His consciousness had not recovered at all. This discovery made Fang Ling pick up the pen again.  This time, he still wrote the same verse. As each word came out on the paper, Fang Ling entered an ethereal state without realizing it.  He was only halfway through writing when his mind moved and he gently put down the pen. Then with a wave of his sleeve, the written words entered his small universe bag.  His consciousness has recovered a lot, and he looks as normal as usual.

    "Senior Brother Fang, is it convenient now? My younger brother Guo Zhenying has something to call on." A voice with a hint of respect came from outside the room.

    When Guo Zhenying came in this time, he was polite and had a smile on his face. Fang Ling even called Fang Ling a senior brother.  This time Guo Zhenying came with Lin Mucheng. Guo Zhenying's attitude made Lin Mucheng feel a little awkward when addressing Fang Ling.  Normally, he and Guo Zhenying should call Fang Ling Senior Brother Fang, but how could he call him Senior Brother Fang?

    In fact, these two people came here for nothing important, but to tell Fang Ling that the Lin and Jin families' armies had successfully united. They had received a letter from the elders in the sect, asking them to send troops to Qudu City to encircle and suppress those people.  The rebels gathered in Qudu City.  These things actually have nothing to do with Fang Ling, but Guo Zhenying came over to tell Fang Ling personally just to show his respect to Fang Ling.  After all, Fang Ling is the strongest foundation-building monk here at this time.  Thinking about the verses in the Sutra of Lower Life, Fang Ling wasted too much time with Guo Zhenying?  After a few casual perfunctory words, Fang Ling sent Guo Zhenying and Lin Mucheng away.

    Before Lin Mucheng left, he wanted to say a few words to Fang Ling, but in the end nothing came out.  Fang Ling could see Lin Mucheng's troubles.  But the only way to solve this problem is to rely on Lin Mucheng himself.  After all, Fang Ling himself is still the same Fang Ling.

    He picked up the pen again and wrote another verse. This time, the damage to his consciousness had been completely recovered.  Fang Ling, who was overjoyed, began to recite the verse silently in his heart again. While reciting silently, Fang Ling felt that his consciousness became more and more ethereal. The tiger in the middle of his consciousness recited the verse silently before Fang Ling.  As he spoke, he seemed to become a little more solid.  The moment he finished reciting the entire verse, Fang Ling felt as if a thread rushed into his heart in the dark void.  This line gave him a soft breath, which instantly strengthened his mind.  However, just when he wanted to capture the origin of the line, the line disappeared without a trace.

    Fang Ling tried again, but still couldn't catch the thread.  Although he was unwilling, Fang Ling finally chose to let it go for the time being. After all, there were many things that could not be forced.

    "Is Senior Brother Fang here? My younger sister, Chun Wushuang, wants to see you for something." A soft voice came to Fang Ling's ears along the breeze.

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