The Lanlong Taoist in Lanlong Bay is the most uncontested among the ten golden elixir cultivators of the Langjiang Sword Sect. This is not only related to his personality, but also because when he achieved the golden elixir, his magic power was the weakest. Although he practiced hard for more than 300 years, he was still in the early stage of the golden elixir.

Although he is among the top ten golden elixir monks, Taoist Lan Long is basically a person waiting to die. His attitude has also led to his special status in the Langjiang Sword Sect. Although no one takes him seriously, no one is willing to offend him.

After all, this is a real person in Jindan.

However, Taoist Lanlong also has his own plans. Although his generation is not good, he has been working hard to cultivate a shocking disciple. For this purpose, Taoist Lanlong spent fifty years searching for disciples with good roots and bones everywhere. Not to mention, his hard work pays off. At this time, Lanlong Bay is full of talents. Especially Yang Zhenyuan, a disciple who was born with a water-like Taoist body, has become an existence in the middle stage of foundation building in just fifteen years. In the eyes of Taoist Lanlong, it is basically a foregone conclusion that this disciple has achieved the golden elixir.

"Zhenyuan, how many times have I told you that our three major sword techniques in the Sword Sect are not something you can participate in now. You should be down-to-earth and practice your Canglan mental method step by step. Only when the foundation is laid can you break through the Golden Pill realm in one fell swoop." Taoist Lan Long was wearing a blue dress, like an old scholar chatting endlessly, criticizing his disciples with regret.

Yang Zhenyuan was in his twenties with a hint of arrogance on his face. Although he kept accusing his mistakes to Taoist Lan Long, his expression was filled with a hint of conceit. Of course, this was a disapproval of Taoist Lan Long's words.

How could Taoist Lan Long not see this disciple's expression? But he knew better in his heart that this disciple had been doing everything well under his protection over the years, and he couldn't help but feel arrogant. He just relied on his master to preach to him. It was no longer of much use.

Therefore, after sighing, he swallowed the words he was about to say. He casually pointed out Yang Zhenyuan for a few words, and then prepared to go and find an old chess friend in a small town a hundred miles away to play chess to pass the time.

"Master, today I heard from the senior brother down the mountain that a demon named Fang Ling came out from Qianzhu Sect. Not only did he destroy the entire Wanhua Sword Sect, but he also cruelly picked the tens of thousands of female disciples of the Wanhua Sword Sect. For such cruel people, the sect is strangling them. Although the disciples are not talented, they want to do their part in this matter. I hope the master will succeed." Yang Zhenyuan clasped his fists at Taoist Lanlong and said in a deep voice.

The Lanlong Taoist shook his body, and pointed at Yang Zhenyuan and said, "What did you say? You want to go down the mountain to deal with Fang Ling? You... Do you know what kind of cultivation he has? Do you know? Even a master is not a match for Fang Ling? Do you know that you will lose your life if you go like this!"

"The disciple is not so arrogant that he wants to fight against the Demon Lord Fang Ling. The disciple is just helping the uncles and uncles and cut off the wings of the devil. Master, have you said that what the disciple lacks now is experience?" Yang Zhenyuan was not afraid of his master's anger, but continued to say passionately.

Taoist Lan Long waved his sleeves and refused unquestionably: "Although I have never seen Fang Ling, I know that this person is definitely not an easy person to deal with. You may not know yet. The three uncles of the three masters of the Langjiang Sanzi will attack at the same time. They are not the opponent of the Demon Lord, and even... they even broke your Uncle Huang Wusheng. If you meet the Demon Lord, you will have a way out. Now I will punish you to go to Tingtao Cave to face the wall for a year. Remember, within this year, you will not be allowed to break through the middle stage of foundation building, otherwise you will never go down the mountain."

Seeing that Lan Long Taoist was harsh, Yang Zhenyuan was very dissatisfied, but he did not dare to fight with his master again. He could only say obediently: "Please rest assured, my disciple understand."

"A thousand feet high building rises up flat on the ground, be careful to sail for ten thousand years. Only by laying a solid foundation can you go further. Young people, you must understand your master's good intentions." A faint voice sounded in the void, which felt very clear and clear.

However, the faces of the master and disciple of the Lanlong Taoist who heard this changed drastically, especially the Lanlong Taoist. As a golden elixir monk, someone came close to him near his Blue Dragon Bay, but he didn't know that if the person who came wanted to take his life, wouldn't it be easy to get his hands on it?

He tried to calm down and said in a deep voice: "Which fellow Taoist is here in Lanlong Bay? Please forgive the crime of Lanlong's failure to welcome you!"

"Brother Lan Long, don't be polite. If you are uninvited, please forgive me." The person who came said softly, just like a humble gentleman. Along with these words, a young man in his twenties appeared in the void.

This young man had a peaceful face, and his ordinary green Taoist robe was like the most ordinary Qi-refining cultivator in the mountains. But at this moment, Yang Zhenyuan could not regard this person as the most ordinary cultivator in the mountains, because from this person, Yang Zhenyuan felt the extremely powerful aura! Jindan Zhenren, this is Jindan Zhenren!

However, despite this, the woman in black behind the young man still attracted most of his attention. Under the guidance of Taoist Lan Long, Yang Zhenyuan had basically never gone down the mountain. Although there were a few junior sisters who looked decent and gave him some secret surprises from time to time, he really couldn't be interested in those junior sisters who were like bean sprouts.

But this woman in black is different! Not to mention her sexy and charming dress, her thin waist made him feel hungry and thirsty and her lips were dry. However, when he saw the woman's charming eyes staring at the young Jindan real person, a ray of jealousy rose in his heart.

When I break through the Golden Pill, I must snatch this beautiful woman from here.

Taoist Lan Long didn't know the ambition of his disciple at this time. If he knew, this old Taoist who was determined to train his disciples would have to vomit blood.

He also felt the extremely powerful force of the young man opposite him. After hesitating, he clasped his fists and said, "My brother Dao's name, what's wrong with coming to my Lanlong Bay?"

"Ling below is a disciple of Qianzhu Sect. This time when we came to Lanlong Bay, there is one thing that requires the assistance of Brother Lanlong." Fang Ling clasped his fists and said: "The entire Wanhua Sword Sect was destroyed, and according to the information I received, Brother Lanlong is also one of the suspicious figures, so in order to restore justice to those women who died tragically, I had no choice but to ask Brother Lanlong and Brother Lanlong to go there!"

Taoist Lanlong looked at Fang Ling with a serious expression and knew that this person was not a joke. He said in a deep voice: "Brother Fang, Taoist Lanlong has never left this Lanlong Bay. You are so slandering, I'm afraid you're too bullying!"

"Are you bullying?" Fang Ling smiled lightly and changed the subject: "Brother Lan Long is following me by himself, or do you want me to do it?"

"You demon, you killed the Wanhua Sword Sect and took the true yin of hundreds of female monks who were harming the truth, but you turned black and white and ran here to abolish my master. You are so crazy that you deserve to die!" After seeing the Black Scorpion Lady, Yang Zhenyuan felt a great jealousy of Fang Ling. Seeing him slandering his master like this, he couldn't help but jump out and said loudly.

Fang Ling glanced at Yang Zhenyuan and said lightly: "It's really noisy! Brother Lan Long, I don't want to kill more people, but one or two foundation-building cultivators will kill them. You'd better take care of your disciples."

Taoist Lan Long pondered for a moment, and finally sighed: "Well, the most important thing in my life is to cultivate a few disciples. As long as Brother Fang can let me go, I am willing to go with Brother Fang."

Taoist Lan Long's decision surprised the Black Scorpion Lady standing behind Fang Ling. After all, in her eyes, the Jindan Zhenren was extremely proud. Even if she was defeated, she would not be captured alive. She never expected that Taoist Lan Long would give up resisting. Could it be because the Taoist Jindan said she wanted to kill his disciple?

Fang Ling was not surprised. He smiled faintly and said, "Since Brother Lan Long is so happy, I won't make things difficult for your disciples. But let's be villains first and gentlemen first, so please don't resist, so as not to hurt Brother Dao."

As he spoke, Fang Ling shook the demon-impering banner, and two black rings directly covered the body of the Blue Dragon Taoist. The moment the circle fell, the Blue Dragon Taoist felt that his golden elixir seemed to be suppressed by something and could not move at all.

At this moment, he felt that his choice was so wise. Not to mention anything else, just by the ring on Fang Ling's black banner, he could not resist it, let alone other means. What's more, although he captured himself, he saved his disciples, and this was still extremely wise.

"I'll fight with you!" Yang Zhenyuan's anger suddenly burned when he saw his master being captured. He roared angrily, sacrificing his magic weapon, Water Yuan Sword, which had been refining for many years, and slashed down towards Fang Ling.

Fang Ling looked at the magic weapon that was about to fall, shook his head gently, stretched his sleeves, and gently flicked the water Yuan sword with five fingers.

This time it was very gentle, as if he had picked a flower with dewdrops from the garden. But with this light bounce, the one-step-long water-yuan sword light fell directly from the void. Yang Zhenyuan, who was the commander of the water-yuan sword, even vomited blood on the ground, and he felt that the meridians on his body seemed to be pierced by a steel needle.

Fang Ling did not look at Yang Zhenyuan. He waved his sleeves at the Lanlong Taoist who was about to speak and said, "Don't worry, Brother Dao, I won't be as knowledgeable as such a junior, let's go."

As he spoke, the black banner shook, and a black light led him, the Blue Dragon Taoist and the Black Scorpion lady to leave quickly. Only Yang Zhenyuan sat on the ground, using his skills to suppress the strange gas that entered his body. (To be continued...)
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