At this time, Ip Man Jian's voice, Ip Man Jian did not have any fear because Li Yuandu was promoted to the Dao Venerable level.

His words led to Li Yuandu's huge Dharma Body laughing loudly, and in the midst of this laughter, Li Yuandu's Dharma Body was like a meteor, heading towards the direction of the last river.

The heavens slowly disappeared at this moment. But the minds of those who participated in the Three Thousand Dao Meetings were not so calm.

Although before the Dao Meeting, some people had already guessed that both Ip Man Jian and Li Yuandu would take advantage of the Three Thousand Dao Meetings to break through the realm and become Dao Venerable.

But there is a difference between anticipation and reality. Li Yuandu's Dharma body, which seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth, made many people's hearts heavy.

The main hope of many people now is that they don't run into Ip Man Jian and Li Yuandu, preferably these two people can lose both.

In this way, he can find enough jade plates for a hundred jade plates in exchange for something to become a Dao Venerable.

Fang Ling walked last, and along the way, he constantly let go of his divine sense, searching for the figures of those who participated in the Three Thousand Dao Meeting.

But it seemed that all the people had already moved on, and he found nothing but a few scars of the battle.

When Fang Ling crossed the thirteenth river, the scenery in front of him began to change, and the originally bare mountain slowly appeared green.

The more you go up the mountain, the more beautiful the scenery is, the giant trees with a hundred feet high, the deer that keep running, and the crystal clear waterfall, all of which decorate the qiē in front of you like a fairyland on earth.

It would be a great pleasure to be able to build a cave here.

At the moment when this thought arose in Fang Ling's heart. A trace of doubt suddenly rose in his eyes.

Forthwith. Fang Ling stopped!

He looked carefully at the four directions of heaven and earth, and then said lightly: "It is that fellow Daoist who has this means." Would you like to come out and see you?"

"No wonder you can become the person that Ip Man Sword wants to kill, it's really amazing, although my Heaven and Earth Qiankun Diagram can't say that this world is the same as the real thing, but it's not a little different from the real thing. ”

In the quiet words, a middle-aged man wearing a robe, not tall, but with an intoxicating atmosphere in his eyebrows, walked out of a sea of flowers.

This sea of flowers. Fang Ling could be sure that there was no just now. But now, when this middle-aged man came out, he had it.

"Jin Wendao has seen Brother Fang, with Brother Fang's talent, he should have been ranked in the top 100 of the Qiankun Wandao List, but Jin underestimated Brother Fang. ”

When Fang Ling heard these three words, his heart also moved: "No wonder I'm walking here, just like the real thing." It turned out that the painting saint was here. ”

Painting Shengjin Wendao, majoring in painting, legend, he painted things. Not only is the appearance and the real thing average, but also in terms of combat effectiveness.

Of course. This one has limitations, otherwise Jin Wendao would draw a Dao Ancestor in the void. The ranking on the Qiankun Wandao list, the first should not be Ip Man Jian.

"Actually. Before Brother Fang came here, Wen Dao was already preparing to take back this picture. Jin Wendao smiled lightly and said, "But I didn't expect that Brother Fang would become Wendao's last prey." ”

"Although I am not afraid of offending Ye Wenjian, I still have respect for you, Brother Fang, so let's do it, as long as Brother Fang hands me the jade plate in his hand, I can let Brother Fang leave immediately. ”

Jin Wendao didn't ask Fang Ling's meaning, in his opinion, Fang Ling's meaning didn't matter, as long as he wanted, Fang Ling would hand over the jade plate to him.

Although he praised Fang Ling for being among the top 100 on the Qiankun Wandao List, his Jin Wendao's ranking on the Qiankun Wandao List was eleventh.

It's not in the top 10, but it's the eleventh closest to the top 10.

Some people even said that the reason why Jin Wendao's ranking was eleventh was because the tenth ranked one had a good little Dharma body, and if Jin Wendao was allowed to get a good little Dharma body, his ranking would definitely rise by several places. Some people even think that Jin Wendao can even become the first Taoist monarch in the world to prove the Tao with paintings.

Therefore, as a recognized painting saint, Jin Wendao has proud capital.

Fang Ling smiled lightly and said, "Could it be that Brother Jin also needs these jade plates in exchange for the opportunity to become a Dao Venerable?"

"This is not necessary, I Jin Wendao wants to become a Dao Zun, and I will only rely on my own ability to become a Dao Zun. Jin Wendao said proudly: "It's just that I was entrusted by an elder to help people collect it." ”

Helping people collect, Fang Ling was stunned for a moment, and for some reason, Lu Yun's shadow flashed in his heart.

"I don't know how many jade medals Jin Daoyou has collected?"

Regarding Fang Ling's question, Jin Wendao seemed a little surprised, but he still said very frankly: "It's not too much, but I collected more than eighty pieces." ”

More than eighty pieces, how long has it been, and more than eighty jade plates have been collected, this Jin Wendao is really not an ordinary person.

Fang Ling didn't ask where the people who had been collected by Jin Wendao had gone, he knew this question, he shouldn't have asked at all.

Those who don't have the jade plate, let alone Jin Wendao, even if it is themselves, with such a good opportunity, they will not let them go out alive.

After all, letting them out alive would be tantamount to setting up a big opponent for themselves.

"I have more than thirty pieces in my hand, less than forty jade plates, plus more than eighty pieces of Brother Jin Dao, it is more than one hundred. ”

Fang Ling's words were very calm, and after listening to Fang Ling's words, Jin Wendao clapped his hands lightly and said, "Brother Fang is really honest. ”

"To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that I had already made an agreement with someone, I might have let Brother Fang go, and as soon as I saw Brother Fang, I felt that you were a rare person who could talk to Jin. ”

Fang Ling smiled and said, "Thank you Brother Jin, to be honest, I also think that Brother Jin is a rare person to talk to." ”

"In this way, according to what Brother Jin said, Brother Jin will now hand over the jade plate in his hand to me, and you can leave. ”

"Brother Fang is so generous, I ...... when I heard it" Jin Wendao's words were halfway through, and he suddenly 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 card to become a Dao Venerable, I want to collect the Qi jade card in exchange for the thing that becomes a Dao Monarch. ”

When Fang Ling said this, he rubbed his hands lightly and said, "Brother Jin, you also know that these three thousand Dao Societies have only produced more than 1,500 jade cards in total, and Brother Jin alone has taken nearly 100 yuan, so naturally I can't let it go." ”

"Hahaha, since Fang Ling said so, then let me see what you are capable of. As Jin Wendao spoke, an extra picture appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he unfolded the picture, a long sword, and slashed towards Fang Ling in the air.

This sword, falling sideways, is extremely fierce, and there is a sense of sharpness that cuts through heaven and earth.

Seeing this sword, Fang Ling's brows furrowed. Although it was the first time he had seen this sword, in his feelings, he felt that this sword should be from the hand of Ip Man's sword.

Because only Ip Man's sword will be so sharp.

Fang Ling had no doubt that a monk who was ranked five hundred or later on the Qiankun Ten Thousand Dao List would not be able to take this sword at all.

If it was placed when he Fang Ling had just become a Daoist, with this sword, he could have taken his life. It's just that Fang Ling is no longer the fledgling Taoist of the past.

At the moment of staring at the falling sword, in Fang Ling's hand, there was an extra golden long sword like a branch.

The German word swept out with a sword, and the position that swept to was exactly the middle of the sword light that fell out of thin air.

With this sweep, the long sword was immediately swept out, but Fang Ling also felt for the first time that his arm was shaking.

No, it should be said that it was the Dao pattern in his heart that was trembling, and after cultivating the German Character Sword, Fang Ling used the German Character Sword, which was almost invincible. But now, this sword almost cut off his German sword.

"This is a sword I used when I met Ip Man a hundred years ago, and I said that this sword was drawn, and I felt that I had obtained at least half of the essence of this sword. Jin Wendao's voice sounded in Fang Ling's ears again at this moment, and as he spoke, there was another scroll in his hand.

"Brother Fang, look at this punch again!"

This was indeed a punch, because as Jin Wendao's picture 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 that is hit by this fist will be destroyed into pieces.

The force is infinite, destroying a qiē, blocking the four sides with a punch.

This punch, there is only welcome, even if it is dodge, there is no place to dodge, Fang Ling's feeling for this punch is force.

Although power is not a mysterious thing for monks, no, force is not a mysterious thing for ordinary people, as if force is very common, after all, everyone has power.

When it comes to the realm of a monk, there are very few people who practice the method of strength, because he seems to have no other means to be brilliant, let alone useful.

But in fact, it is just an appearance, as long as the strength is cultivated to the highest level, for example, to reach the level of Li Yuandu, with one punch, there is a power of tens of millions of catties.

Such a powerful force can break the magic weapon into pieces and pierce the stars.

And now, the punch that Fang Ling faced was a punch that could shatter the magic weapon and pierce the stars.

Fang Ling's brows furrowed, and he still waved his sword to meet it.

The moment the golden branch long sword and the fist collided in the void, Fang Ling felt a huge force, and rushed into his body with a sword along the German character.

Although Fang Ling didn't pay much attention to the aspect of refining the body, his Fang family's inheritance Dao pattern was also improving with his cultivation.

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

But just like that, the muscles in his body still have a feeling of tearing.

"Brother Fang, this punch was drawn by me fifty years ago, when I occasionally met Li Yuandu Daoyou and others, what do you think?" (To be continued......)

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