Moving his eyes away from the Taoist nun, Fang Ling looked at the person next to the Taoist nun. This man was a middle-aged Taoist, who looked in his forties, and his face was vicious, which made people shudder.

Above his head was a black treasure banner. In the rotation, ninety-nine black airs were like dragons.

Although the cultivation level of this middle-aged Taoist man seems to be worse than that of a middle-aged Taoist nun, he is still at the level of a Taoist lord.

The seven Taoist lords, all the rest are Taoist lords, and the Taoist lord with the lowest cultivation level is also the Taoist lord of the Three Tribulations. What exactly did you encounter? How could there be so many strong people here?

If the people in a hall were pulled out, they could form a large sect. If the other nine halls were not inferior to the hall they entered, it would be a huge sect.

Sects that can sweep the world!

Even the way of inheriting the heaven is not as powerful as the people in this sect. Even the way of inheriting the heaven is not as powerful as the sect.

"Heaven and earth are like chickens. The energy is not divided into yin and yang at first. From the beginning of heaven and earth, the clear energy rises into the sky, and the turbid energy falls into the earth..."

"All things are divided into the sun and the sun, and they are divided into three talents to shine on the world..."

Fang Ling, who was suspicious, couldn't help but indulge in it after hearing the preaching. He felt that with the Taoist words, a scene of the beginning of heaven and earth constantly appeared in his heart, and he kept chasing in the endless heaven and earth.

I don’t know how long it took, a great way that penetrates the world and devours all things appeared in his heart. This great way. He was extremely familiar with it. At the time of the Three Thousand Dao Society, it was this great way that made him become the Taoist Lord directly.

But the opportunity of the Three Thousand Daohui was fleeting, but at this time, this great road was like a river that belonged only to him, allowing him to continue to travel.

In this great road, he felt that he was constantly getting stronger, and he felt that his understanding of this great road was constantly increasing.

Becoming stronger, he is still becoming stronger. Gradually, he feels that he can control a lot of power in this great way, and he even feels that he can activate this great way to change the rules of heaven and earth.

However, in his heart, there was something like a film that blocked his thoughts and prevented him from mastering the rules of this great way.

How could this be the case? I have to control the rules of this great road. Only by controlling the rules of the great road can I control the great road according to my own wishes.

Fang Ling was very anxious. But just when he felt that it was not urgent that he could solve the problem, the Taoist who was preaching suddenly stopped the preaching voice.

"A thousand years have passed, after you return, you should meditate on my words!" The Taoist who preached the scriptures rang like a twilight drum and a morning bell.

"Disciples, please follow the teaching master's order." The Taoist nun in black stood up from his seat and respectfully saluted the Taoist who was preaching.

The Taoist said nothing, and as his sleeves swung, his figure, which was originally sitting cross-legged on the jade collapse, disappeared without a trace.

And those who had listened to the scriptures began to leave. Fang Ling suddenly woke up at this moment.

He turned his head and looked around. He saw that the huge black hall had become empty at this time.

Not only was there no one on the jade collapse, but the hundreds of cushions were also empty. Whether it was the beautiful Taoist nun or the sinister Taoist, they all seemed to have never appeared before.

When Fang Ling used his mind to activate his mysterious female Taoist pattern, he was shocked. His mysterious female Taoist pattern, which had only survived a Taoist disaster, increased tenfold at this moment, and the mystery of the use of countless Taoist patterns filled his heart.

He felt that the speed of his absorption of the power of heaven and earth increased by ten times at once. He felt that at this moment, his magic power had reached the level of the Five Tribulations Dao Lord!

Although he has not survived the Dao Tribulation of the Five Tribulations of the Dao Master, Fang Ling believed that as long as he triggered his own heavenly tribulation, he would be able to overcome the five Dao Tribulations of the Xuanpin Great Dao.

This...how is this possible?

Fang Ling's fingers were tug, and the black lotus Dharma body appeared in front of him. At this time, the lotus Dharma body not only condensed extremely, but also showed a trend of becoming a world.

As long as you can form your own Taoist realm, it means that you have entered the realm of Taoist Lord. Fang Ling felt for the first time that this Taoist realm was so close to him.

What did he experience just now? His eyes couldn't help but look at the jade collapse again.

On the jade collapse, the preacher who was about to leave sat cross-legged on the jade collapse again, and the sounds of preaching like a night drum and morning bell rang in Fang Ling's ears again.

Listening to the preaching, Fang Ling couldn't help but get intoxicated.

But just when he was about to be immersed in the preaching, the only reason in his heart told him that he could not be immersed in the preaching.

When Fang Ling turned his head to look at the cushions again, he saw the beautiful Taoist nuns sitting in the first position on the cushions, and the huge golden light bucket kept flashing in the void.

Although he had not figured out what was going on, Fang Ling couldn't help but indulge in the preaching sound.

His mind and Taoist patterns were wandering in the great way, and the lotus Dharma body was constantly changing above his head. Lotus petals sometimes turned into golden buckets that absorbed all things, sometimes turned into black treasure banners, and sometimes gathered into two black dragons, cutting off all things like scissors.

I don’t know how long it took, but the Taoist said what he had just said again and then left with his sleeves.

It was another listening to the sutra, another the same experience as before. At this moment, Fang Ling felt that his heart of Tao was extremely strong, and his understanding of the mysterious way had reached a point that ordinary people could not reach.

Going further, it is Taoist.

But this step is like a sky isolated by glass.

It can be seen, but it just can't be touched.

It can be seen and cannot be touched. It is undoubtedly a very painful thing for Fang Ling. He ignored the others and his eyes fell on the jade collapse again.

The jade is still there, the Taoist in Qingyi is still there, and the Taoist in Qingyi looks at Fang Ling, as if there is no change.

It was another preaching, another exactly the same preaching as the last time. Fang Ling's mind and spirit were also wandering in the great way during this preaching.

During this lecture, Fang Ling seemed to blink, and another thousand years passed!

In the blink of an eye, Fang Ling, who woke up for the fourth time, no longer allowed his mind to invade the great way again.

He used his greatest perseverance to break free from the preaching sound, and then walked towards the futon beside him. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!