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    At this time, Ye Wenjian's voice did not show any fear because of Li Yuandu's promotion to the Taoist level.

    His words caused Li Yuandu's huge dharma body to burst into laughter. In this laughter, Li Yuandu's dharma body was like a shooting star, heading towards the last river.

    The paths in the sky slowly disappeared at this moment.  But the minds of those who participated in the Three Thousand Taoist Association were not so calm.

    Although before the Taoist meeting, some people had already guessed that both Ye Wenjian and Li Yuandu would take advantage of the Three Thousand Taoist meeting to break through and become Taoist masters.

    But there is a difference between expectations and reality.  Li Yuandu's Dharmakaya, which seemed to destroy the heaven and earth, made many people's hearts heavy.

    The main hope of many people now is that they will not encounter Ye Wenjian and Li Yuandu. It is best that these two people can hurt both sides.

    ¡° In this way, I can find enough jade tokens for one hundred pieces in exchange for becoming a Taoist.

    Fang Ling walked at the end. Along the way, he kept letting go of his consciousness, searching for the figures of those who participated in the Three Thousand Taoist Association.

    But it seemed that everyone had moved forward. Apart from a few remnants of the battle, he found nothing else.

    When Fang Ling crossed the thirteenth river, the scenery in front of him began to change. The originally bare mountains slowly turned green.

    The further you go up the mountain, the more beautiful the scenery becomes. Giant trees a hundred feet high, running deer, and crystal clear waterfalls all make everything in front of you look like a fairyland on earth.

    It would be a real pleasure to build a cave here.

    The moment this thought arose in Fang Ling's mind, a trace of doubt suddenly appeared in his eyes.

    Immediately, Fang Ling stopped!

    He looked carefully at the four directions of the world, and then said calmly: "That fellow Taoist has such a method, why don't you come out and see me?"

    "No wonder you can become the person Ye Wenjian wants to kill. It's really amazing. Although my world map cannot be said to make this world the same as the real one, it is not far from the real one."

    Among Qingyou¡¯s words, someone was wearing a robe.  The middle-aged man, who was not tall but had an intoxicating aura in his brows, walked out of a sea of ??flowers.

    Fang Ling can be sure that there was no such sea of ??flowers just now.  But now, when this middle-aged man comes out.  He has it.

    "Jin Wendao met Brother Fang. With Brother Fang's talent, he should have been among the top 100 in the Qiankun Ten Thousand Dao Ranking. It was Jin who underestimated Brother Fang."

    When Fang Ling heard the three words Jin Wendao, his heart moved: "No wonder I'm walking here, it's just like the real thing. It turns out that the painting saint is here."

    The painting saint Jin Wen Dao majored in painting, which is legendary.  The things he painted were not only realistic in appearance, but also in terms of combat effectiveness.  Same thing.

    Of course, this also has limitations.  Otherwise, Jin Wendao would draw a Taoist ancestor in the void, and the number one ranking on the list of ten thousand ways would not be Ye Wenjian.

    "Actually, before Brother Fang came here, Wen Dao had already prepared to take back this picture." Jin Wen Dao smiled softly and said: "But I didn't expect that Brother Fang would become Wen Dao's last prey."

    "Although I have no fear of offending Ye Wenjian, I still admire you, Brother Fang, so be it. As long as Brother Fang hands over the jade token in his hand to me, I can let Brother Fang leave immediately."

    Jin Wendao had no intention of asking Fang Ling.  In his opinion, Fang Ling's meaning didn't matter. As long as he was willing, Fang Ling would give him the jade token.

    Although he praised Fang Ling for being ranked among the top 100 in the Ten Thousand Dao Rankings, his ranking of Jin Wendao was eleventh on the Ten Thousand Dao Rankings.

    Although it is not in the top ten, it is the eleventh closest to the top ten.

    Some people even say that the reason why Jin Wendao is ranked eleventh is because the person ranked tenth has a good little Dharma body. If Jin Wendao gets a good little Dharma body, his ranking will definitely rise several places.  Bit.  Some people even think that Jin Wendao could even become the first Taoist master in the world to prove Taoism through painting.

    Therefore, as a recognized painting sage, Jin Wendao has the capital to be proud of.

    Fang Ling smiled softly and said, "Does Brother Jin also need these jade tokens in exchange for the chance to become a Taoist?"

    "That's not necessary. If I, Jin Wendao, want to become a Taoist, I will only become a Taoist by relying on my own abilities." Jin Wendao said proudly: "I just received the entrustment of an elder to help others collect it.  "

    Helping others to collect, Fang Ling was stunned for a moment. For some reason, his heart flashed.Past Lu Yun's shadow.

    "I wonder how many jade tablets Fellow Taoist Jin has collected?"

    Jin Wendao seemed a little surprised by Fang Ling's question, but he still said frankly: "It's not too much, I just collected more than 80 yuan."

    More than eighty yuan. In just a short time, he has already collected more than eighty yuan of jade tokens. This Jin Wendao is really not an ordinary person.

    Fang Ling did not ask where the people who had been collected by Jin Wendao had gone. He knew that he should not ask this question at all.

    Those who don¡¯t have the jade medals, let alone Jin Wendao, even he will not let them get out alive given such a good opportunity.

    ¡°After all, letting them get out alive is equivalent to setting up a big opponent for yourself.

    "I have more than 30 yuan in my hand, less than 40 yuan, plus more than 80 yuan from Taoist Brother Jin, it's more than 100 yuan."

    Fang Ling spoke very calmly, and after hearing what Fang Ling said, Jin Wendao clapped his hands gently and said, "Brother Fang is indeed honest."

    "To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that I already had an agreement with someone, I might have let Brother Fang go. As soon as I met Brother Fang, I felt that you are a rare person who can talk to Jin."

    Fang Ling laughed and said, "Thank you, Brother Jin. To be honest, I think Brother Jin is a rare person that we can talk to."

    "Let's do this. Just follow what Brother Jin said. Brother Jin will hand over the jade token in his hand to me and you can leave."

    "Brother Fang is so generous. Wen Dao" Jin Wendao was halfway through his words. Mu Ran came to his senses. He looked at Fang Ling and said in a deep voice: "Brother Fang, what did you just say? I hope I heard it wrong.  ¡±

    "Although Brother Jin doesn't want to use this jade tablet to become a Taoist master, I do hope to collect the Qiyu tablets in exchange for the thing that will become a Taoist master."

    When Fang Ling said this, he rubbed his hands gently and said, "Brother Jin, you also know that these three thousand Dao Associations only produced more than 1,500 jade tablets in total, and Brother Jin took it close to  One hundred yuan, of course I can¡¯t let it go.¡±

    "Hahaha, since Fang Ling said so, let me see what you are capable of." As Jin Wendao spoke, a picture appeared out of thin air in his hand. He showed the picture and saw a long sword.  He volleyed towards Fang Ling.

    This sword, flying down across the sky, is extremely fierce, with a sharpness that cuts through the world.

    Seeing this sword, Fang Ling frowned.  Although it was the first time for him to see this sword, in his feeling, he felt that this sword should be made by Ye Wenjian.

    Because only Ye Wenjian¡¯s sword can be so sharp.

    Fang Ling has no doubt that monks ranked after 500 on the Qiankun Ten Thousand Dao Ranking will simply not be able to take this sword.

    "If Fang Ling had just become a Taoist, he could have killed him with just this sword.  It's just that Fang Ling today is no longer the fledgling Taoist he used to be.

    The moment he stared at the fallen sword, a golden long sword like a branch appeared in Fang Ling's hand.

    The word "µÂ" was swept out with a sword, and the position it swept was exactly in the middle of the sword light falling out of thin air.

    With this sweep, the long sword flew away immediately, but Fang Ling also felt for the first time that his arm was numb.

    No, it should be said that it was the Tao pattern in his heart that was trembling. After mastering the sword with the character of De, Fang Ling was almost invincible when he used the sword with the character of De.  But now, this sword almost cut off his virtue.

    "This is the sword Ip Man used when I met him a hundred years ago. I drew this sword at that time. I felt at that time that I got at least half of the essence of this sword." Jin  Wen Dao's voice sounded in Fang Ling's ears again at this moment, and as he spoke, there was another picture scroll in his hand.

    ¡°Brother Fang, look at this punch again!¡±

    This was indeed a punch, because as Jin Wendao's scroll unfolded, a fist appeared in the void.

    This fist is not big, but the invincible momentum is filled in the fist, as if anything hit by this fist will be destroyed into pieces.

    A punch with infinite power that destroys everything and blocks all directions.

    "This punch can only be greeted, even if it is dodged, there is no place to dodge. Fang Ling's feeling for this punch is that of strength.

    The power to prove the Tao with force!  Although power is not a mysterious thing to monks, no, to ordinary people, it seems that power is very common. After all, everyone has power.

    When one reaches the realm of a monk, few people practice strength techniques, because he seems to have no other means, let alone other means.Use.

    But in fact, that is just an appearance. As long as you cultivate your strength to the highest level, such as reaching the level of Li Yuandu, you can punch tens of millions of kilograms of power with one punch.

    Such tyrannical power can break magic weapons into powder and penetrate stars.

    And now, the punch that Fang Ling faced was a punch that could break the magic weapon into pieces and penetrate the stars.

    Fang Ling's brows furrowed, but he still waved his sword with the word "µÂ" and faced him.

    The moment the golden tree branch sword and the fist collided in the void, Fang Ling felt a huge force, following the word "de", and rushed into his body.

    Although Fang Ling doesn't pay much attention to body training, his Fang family's inherited Taoist patterns are also improving with his practice.

    Now, his physical strength has reached the peak of the Nascent Soul realm.

    But just like that, the muscles on his body still felt like they were about to tear.

    "Brother Fang, this punch was drawn by me fifty years ago when I encountered fellow Taoist Li Yuandu fighting against someone by chance. What do fellow Taoists think?" (To be continued.)

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