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    Fang Ling nodded slightly and said calmly: "Even if someone reaches that step, why are you so cool?"

    Fang Ling didn¡¯t need to talk about this problem. Master Han also understood it. He smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "It looks like this, but it¡¯s actually pretty good. Haven¡¯t you heard of a saying that says if there is a deficiency in the Tao, take it and make up for it? In fact,  , I don¡¯t know how many people are like this in this world!¡±

    ¡°Let¡¯s end today¡¯s battle here!¡±

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    The vast and heavy snow shines brightly, turning the land thousands of miles into a world covered in silver.

    In the silent snowfield, except for the occasional foraging animals jumping out to explore, there is only endless silence.  From time to time, there will be snow that cannot stand the loneliness here, and voluntarily gets into the hurricane's luggage and migrates to distant places without direction.  The hurricane didn't stop there, sweeping the sky clean like a broom. The sky and the earth seemed to merge together, quiet and silent.  If a person stood on this silent snowfield, he would probably die of depression in this empty environment.

    Between sunrise and sunset, the snowfield spends the day silently.  Just when the animals in the snowfield were about to welcome the arrival of night, a bright light suddenly rose from the snow.

    This light is as bright as tomorrow, and can burn people's eyes under the snowy light.

    As the light the size of a millstone shone for a few breaths, a man with a calm face appeared in the brilliant light.

    Although the light has begun to fade, the man still looks like a god above the nine heavens under the light.  Looking down in all directions.

    After half a quarter of an hour, the light dissipated.  The man looked at the thick snow under his feet that had not melted at all due to the bright light, and pondered for a moment.  He said to himself: "This should be the Thousand Miles of Ice Field mentioned by Elder Fang Shengtian."

    ¡°I don¡¯t know if there is still a teleportation array after the Thousand Miles of Ice Field. If not, it would be troublesome!¡±

    The person who spoke was naturally Fang Ling, who came to the North Pole to look for the Arctic Yuan Guang Shui.  At this time, nine days had passed since his battle with Fa Zun Han.

    But the thing that left the deepest impression on him that day was not the long-awaited shocking blow between him and Fa Zun Han.  But it is the passage that shakes the world, Zhaotian.

    The passage that belongs to Yan Chenzhou is Zhaotian!

    The passage that belongs to Yan Chenzhou is Zhaotian, which shocked all the monks.

    In the entire surrounding area, he was the last one to reach this level.  It's Ji Xuantu.  After the Ji Xuantu Passage illuminated the sky, it promoted the small Zhou Kingdom to sweep across the world and made the Zhou Territory what it is today.

    Fang Ling also got the answer from the great elder Fang Shengtian as to the reason why Ji Xuantu pushed the Zhou Kingdom to conquer the world.

    The person whose passage illuminates the sky.  Although it is said that he has already understood the Tao pattern.  It forms a complete road, but this road is not perfect.

    For such deficiencies in the Tao, it is still necessary for the people of Channel Zhaotian to make up for it. After all, only by comprehending a complete Tao pattern can one truly enter the realm of the Channel.

    There are two ways to make up for this, one of which is of course retreat and meditation.

    But this method is very slow.  It is a veritable snail method that many people practice after years of practice.  Perfection is still elusive.

    It is precisely for this reason that more and more people are flocking to the second way.  This road is the road of plunder.

    With a Tao that is almost perfect, you can plunder the Tao patterns from the opponent's Tao that are useful to you, thereby supplementing and improving your own Tao.

    This method is extremely fast, but Fang Shengtian can't explain why Ji Xuantu wants to unify the surrounding area.

    But the why is no longer important. What is important is that Yan Chenzhou is likely to follow the same path as Ji Xuantu.  The higher the cultivation level of the Yuan Ying Patriarch, the more inevitable he would have to fight with him.

    Although Yan Chenzhou¡¯s channel Zhaotian realm is very strong, the Dao pattern is the lifeblood of Yuanying ancestor, who would give it to Yan Chenzhou in vain.

    What's more, if the Taoist patterns that were forcibly plundered are not erased from the original holder's consciousness, it will not be easy to swallow and fuse them.

    These two irreconcilable contradictions caused almost all the Yuan Ying ancestors in the world to feel hostile towards the person who was in the path of Zhaotian.

    A kind of hostility that will last until death.

    Therefore, with the appearance of the vision of Channel Zhaotian, all the ancestors of Nascent Soul have begun to realize that a great disaster is coming.

    If the response is not good, not only the Yuanying ancestor may die, but many sects that have been passed down for thousands of years may also be buried in the catastrophe.

    ¡° Take the sect that holds the True Knowledge of Nine Heavens Royal Thunder as an example, back thenOur sect was also extremely powerful in the Zhou Territory, but it was extremely regrettable that it fell in the catastrophe of Tongluo Zhaotian.

    It was precisely because of the impending disaster that Master Han decisively proposed a strike to Fang Ling.

    The people of Wanfa Hall left very quickly, and with the order given by Master Han, they left the Fang family thousands of miles away.  There are no traces of Wanfa Hall disciples within the Fang family's sphere of influence.

    This situation made many Fang family members excited.  After all, they have been suppressed by Wanfa Hall over the years, and there are envoys from Wanfa Hall in almost every city belonging to the Fang family.

    Now, these messengers have been wiped out.

    For Fang Ling who created such a result, many people are filled with reverence, and many people are even thinking about this situation.

    They came to the conclusion that dignity comes from fighting. If Fang Ling hadn't killed Jiang Ming mercilessly this time and fought for Master Han, they would not have been able to make Wanfa Hall give in no matter what.

    But just before they came to this conclusion, Fang Ling had already headed towards the North Pole from the Fang family's teleportation array.

    This time he wants to find the ancestor of the Arctic Deep Sky and get the Arctic Yuanguang Water in his hands.

    Originally, according to his intention, he wanted to go to Zongzhou Tianxiayuan first. After all, Zongzhou was closer to Fang's family, but Fang Shengtian told him that as Yan Chenzhou stepped on the passage to illuminate the sky, Tianxiayuan should be in a state of preparation for war.  Even if the situation passes at this time, there is not much hope.

    So Fang Ling came to this vast snowfield in the north of the earth.

    The ancestor of the Arctic Deep Sky, as one of the five most powerful people in the world, is located on the Arctic Deep Sky Island in the north of the vast snowfield.

    But how to get to Deep Sky Island?  Not many people know.

    The Fang family didn¡¯t know the specific route to Deep Sky Island, so they arrived at this ice field.  There are only three words that Fang Ling can do: rely on yourself.

    Fang Ling's consciousness instantly enveloped a hundred miles in radius.  Every move within a hundred miles was instantly reflected in his consciousness.

    Within a hundred miles, apart from the snow, there were some animals hiding in caves, and as for people, there was no one.

    Fang Ling, a little disappointed, shook his head.  Then he displayed his demon control flag, and his whole body turned into a black light and flew forward quickly.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????? Fang Ling did not suppress his consciousness at all, and the flying flowers and fallen leaves within a hundred miles were reflected in his consciousness.

    Half an hour later, Fang Ling felt a little disappointed.  He has traveled thousands of miles.  But he didn't see anyone, so it was naturally impossible to ask others how to get to Deep Sky Island.

    Just when Fang Ling urged the demon control flag to move forward again, his consciousness finally came to him with something that made him happy.

    On a hill ninety miles away, there were traces of human activity.  Not only are there people, but they are also cultivators.

    There are cultivators who can naturally ask for information about the Deep Sky Ancestor.  With great joy in his heart, Fang Ling flicked the demon control flag, and his speed increased by 50%.

    This hill is not too big.  When Fang Ling came to this hill, he was on a platform on the hill.  Two disciples at the ninth level of Qi training were fighting fiercely.

    And around the platform, in addition to dozens of disciples who were watching the battle, there were five foundation-building monks who were watching the duel between the two men while softly commenting on the gains and losses between the two.

    However, just when they were halfway through their words, their expressions changed drastically.  Their condensed consciousness felt an overwhelming power.

    This kind of power is like the scorching sun in the sky, making it difficult for them to raise the slightest resistance.  Faced with this kind of momentum that frightened them, they didn't know how to express their inner fear at this time.

    "Which senior came to my Xiaohan Mountain? Xiaohan Mountain Han Yuanzi brought three hundred disciples of Xiaohan Mountain to pay homage to the senior." A fearful voice suddenly came from the back peak of the hill.

    Along with this sound, a silver sword light rose from the back mountain and flew straight towards the platform.

    As soon as these monks saw the silver-white sword light, they all bowed and saluted: "Disciple and others, pay your respects to our uncle and master."

    The monk in the silver-white sword light had no time to pay attention to these disciples. He just waved his sleeves and stood respectfully at the foot of the cliff.

    This Han Yuanzi looks to be in his forties, with a middle-stage Jindan cultivation level. Dressed in snow-white clothes, he looks a bit suave.

    But at this moment, his heart was full of uneasiness.  From the soaring aura just now, he had already realized that the person coming was a Nascent Soul Ancestor.

    Although?He didn't know what was going on when this ancestor came to their little Xiaohan Mountain, but this was not a good thing for him. After all, he didn't know anything about the temperament of the Yuan Ying ancestor. If he couldn't handle it well, he might  It was the catastrophe of his Xiaohan Mountain.

    A small sect like them would not dare to go against the ancestor of Nascent Soul.

    What's more, even if the Yuan Ying ancestor is unhappy and destroys their Xiaohan Mountain, no one will say anything. Even the Master Ning Bing they worship every year will not stand up for them.

    After all, Master Ningbing would not make an enemy of a monk of the same level for their sake.

    "Are you the person with the highest cultivation level in Xiaohan Mountain?" A faint voice came from the void.

    When Han Yuanzi's voice fell, he realized that the person who came was just a young man who looked to be in his twenties, with no fluctuation on his peaceful face.

    But the black clouds under the man's feet made his heart tighten.  According to his past experience, monks who practice this kind of black cloud are generally cruel and ruthless people.

    Why am I so unlucky? Meeting such a difficult person is like sitting at home behind closed doors. Misfortune comes from heaven.  (To be continued)

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