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Text Chapter 982 The Ming King Sword

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    The graceful Lu Yun, accompanied by Taoist Master Jin Hong, walked over like an immortal. As his eyes swept, many female monks who were staring at him looked down in embarrassment.  head.  {Chinese.

    Even some of the female disciples of the Huidao Sword Sect had their faces a little red at this time, and some of them looked at Lu Yun with watery eyes.

    Lu Yun, who was always a handsome man, became even more outstanding after the two bodies became one, making it difficult for others to compare.

    "Lu Daozun is interested, and I, the Huidao Sword Sect, will naturally welcome you." Fairy Ziyun gently took a step forward to welcome him and said respectfully.

    The smile on Lu Yun's face became even more touching. He nodded, came to the sword hilt, then stretched out a palm and gently held the sword hilt.

    After Lu Yun became a Taoist, he joined the Lingyun Sword Sect. This was the second time Fang Ling met him, and he really wanted to see the strength of this old friend.

    The golden sword hilt trembled slightly the moment it was pulled hard by Lu Yun, and Fang Ling felt a huge suction force suddenly pouring into Fang Ling's body from the void.

    This suction force gathered into a giant bowl on top of Lu Yun's head, blocking the black stone in the middle.

    The stone trembled and the sword hilt also trembled. Many monks held their breath tightly when they saw this situation. They were afraid that they would disturb Lu Yun as soon as they opened their mouths.

    Black and white light spun out from the giant bowl, followed Lu Yun's palm, and headed towards the hilt of the sword.

    And just as the black and white light rotated, streams of golden light emerged from the hilt of the sword. Finally, the golden light gathered into a figure in the void and swung it towards the giant black and white bowl.  A sword.

    With a sword, Lu Yun's black and white giant bowl was cut into two halves.

    And there were two halves, white and black, coming together. Lu Yun, who was holding the golden sword hilt, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

    As the top being among the new Taoist Masters, it can be said that this is the first time Lu Yun has suffered such a loss.  He let go of the sword hilt, and there was a hint of gloom in his eyes.

    But Lu Yun is Lu Yun after all.  Immediately, his face returned to that noble and gentle look.  And the moment he let go of the hilt of the sword, the golden light began to sink into the stone.

    At this moment, the golden light was about to completely submerge into the stone.  A golden light enveloped Fang Ling's body.

    The moment this golden light enveloped his body, Fang Ling felt that his body was warm and extremely comfortable. His Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill had already reached its peak.  At this moment, he actually took a step further.

    This step is not a big one, but it makes Fang Ling the focus of everyone.  After all, in who knows how many years of trying to draw a sword, this was the first time such an abnormal reaction occurred.

    Lu Yun, who was about to speak, changed his expression at this moment. He came here to draw the sword just to try it out. If he couldn't pull it out, he didn't care too much.

    But now.  He couldn't pull out this magical sword. It really made him feel unhappy that someone who looked like he was from a small sect could trigger the reaction of the magical sword.

    After all, he has always been the representative of the stars, and he is the center of attention wherever he goes.

    Seeing that many people were looking at him, Fang Ling couldn't help but frown.  He doesn't want to be the center of attention.

    After all, his old man¡¯s goal is to obtain Daoguang Water.  Then he left silently.

    "Brother Taoist, please come up and give it a try." Fairy Ziyun reacted first and cupped her hands towards Fang Lingyi.

    Fang Ling was really unwilling to draw his sword, so he pondered for a moment.  He smiled and said, "I know I can't pull out the divine sword, so I might as well forget it."

    "Brother Dao, since the ancestor of Huidao Sword Sect passed away, I have been looking for a destiny for this sword according to the ancestor's orders."

    "For thousands of years, I have been a disciple of the Huidao Sword Sect. I don't know how much effort I have spent on this wish."

    "But it's a pity that the divine sword didn't react at all. Only Brother Dao made the sword change this time. Please give it a try."

    As Fairy Ziyun spoke, she bowed heavily towards Fang Ling.

    And the people watching all around said loudly: "Try it, fellow Taoist, just give it a try!"

    "You are still not a man. What are you afraid of failure? So many of us can't pull out this magic sword. Try it. It's normal if you can't pull it out!"

    "Even Taoist Lu Yun can't pull out this sword. Although you definitely can't pull it out, you still have to try it."

    Various voices gathered into one group for a while, and Lu Yun also looked at Fang Ling with a half-smile and said: "Brother Taoist, I think you should give it a try!"

    Fang Ling glanced at Yuan Chang beside him, and saw that Yuan Chang's eyes were full of expectation for him to give it a try.

    He knew that if he hid again at this time, people would be suspicious, not to mention that in his heart, he also wanted to see what was strange about this sword.

    "Then let me give it a try first." As Fang Ling spoke, he stepped forward to the sword embedded in the stone.

    He gently stretched out his hand and gently held the long sword hilt.  The hilt of the sword felt a little cold, but there was no other reaction.

    It seems that he may not be the destined person for this sword. Fang Ling made up his mind and drew it casually, preparing to go down if he couldn't draw it out.

    But the moment he drew it, a golden light emerged from the hilt of the sword.

    This rolling golden light poured into Fang Ling's body in just an instant.  The Dragon Elephant Bo Ruo Gong, which had already reached its peak, changed again in an instant under the stimulation of golden light.

    Fang Ling, who originally only had a Taoist cultivation level in terms of body and mind, felt a wave of Taoist patterns pouring into his body instantly.

    A thousand-foot-tall white elephant and a green dragon hovering in the void appeared behind Fang Ling almost at the same time.

    And right between the white elephant and the green dragon, there was a golden-clothed giant a thousand feet tall, whose head and face could not be seen clearly, standing in the void with a white elephant under his feet and a green dragon hanging above his head.

    This giant in brocade clothes has eight arms on all sides, and in each hand is a golden giant sword that is thousands of feet long.  For a moment, the surrounding world trembled

    "Dharmakaya, he is the Taoist Master!"

    "No, he only formed the Dharma Body after he drew this sword. It's such a pity. If I could draw this sword, I could also become a Taoist Master."

    "Oh, why is it not me for such a good opportunity? I am a person born with great luck. This kind of opportunity should belong to me." Various voices came out among the crowd, but at this moment  Fang Ling didn't have time to pay attention to this.

    As the rolling golden light flowed in, a memory appeared in Fang Ling's mind.  That is the memory belonging to the founder of the Huidao Sword Sect, and the content in the memory is exactly about this sword.  (To be continued.)

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