The stone strips sealed with the long sword softened again, but this time the softening was not as obvious as before.

Three drops...five drops...five drops...

The sealed stone strip has turned into plasticine, and can be pulled out for a long time with a slight pull.

But when there was a drop of light water left in Fang Ling's hand, the plasticine only became softer. Looking at the plasticine that seemed to be able to flow, a trace of expectation rose in Fang Ling's heart.

The gods and Buddhas of the heavens bless me, so that this drop of Taoist light water can completely melt the mud. Looking forward in my heart, Fang Ling couldn't wait to drop the drop of water.

Unfortunately, the moment his last drop of water fell, the cloud mud turned into flowing glue. Fang Ling's eyes even saw the shape of the Shangqing Tianlei Sword Master Sword hidden in the middle.

This main sword is four feet and three inches long. Although it is not sharp, Fang Ling felt that the secondary swords he forged were simply garbage for this main sword.

In Fang Ling's feeling, this is not a sword at all, but a Tao, the Tao that dominates all the people in the world.

He tore the rubbery cloud mud hard, pulling the cloud mud out dozens of feet long, and even the contact between the sword blade and cloud mud was left with only a thin layer of film.

But no matter how hard he tries, it is difficult to tear apart this film.

According to Fang Ling's estimate, two or three drops of Daoguang water could completely cut the mud, but the shortage of these two or three drops made Fang Ling lose all his efforts.

Damn Puru Daojun, can't you give me two more drops? While cursing in your heart, Fang Ling quickly walked out of the quiet room where he was resting.

"Sect Master, what are you doing?" Fairy Hongyun stopped Fang Ling and asked softly.

Fang Ling waved his hand and said, "I'm going to find Nan He Daozun for something."

It is not difficult to find Nanhe Daozun. As the head of Sanxian Island, he received powerful people who came to participate in the Yibao Club from all directions.

When Fang Ling explained that he wanted some more Daoguang water, Nan He Daozun's face showed a look of surprise.

After all, my master has given Fang Ling two bottles of Daoguang Water, which is more Daoguang Water than the Yibao auctioned at Sanxian Island at one time.

This guy is actually getting more and more arrogant. He shamelessly wants to ask for it again. Does he really think that this light water is ordinary sea water?

But he already felt that Fang Ling was of great importance in front of his master, and he was unwilling to offend Fang Ling, so he smiled and said, "Sect Master Ling, although I have Daoguang Water here, I only have one bottle for auction."

"I can't make the decision on this matter!"

"Then please ask Brother Nan He to say to Master Pu Ru and ask me to give me another bottle!" Although Fang Ling wanted to snatch the light water directly, he said patiently on the surface.

"Master just went into seclusion and said that within half a month, no one is allowed to disturb him. When he comes out of seclusion, I will report to him what Sect Master Ling means."

Nan He Daozun said it very politely, but it almost blocked Fang Ling's way to ask for Daoguangshui.

To report to Puru Daojun, whether to give or not depends on Puru Daojun's intention. According to Fang Ling's estimate, such a precious Daoguang Water is probably too small to give.

What to do? Forced robbery will never be done. Although I did not fight with Puru Daojun, the feeling that Puru Daojun gave Fang Ling made Fang Ling feel cold.

Even if I have the help of the Qi Qiankun Formation, I am definitely not a match for Pu Ru Daojun. I am afraid that after the fight, I will not even have the possibility of escaping.

It seems that there is only one way to bid!

Fang Ling, whose thoughts flashed in his mind, finally gritted his teeth and decided to bid for the light water. Although the light water is of high value and he has attracted the attention of many people now, he must not let the light water go out.

Fang Ling, who made up his mind, returned to the headquarters of the Huidao Sword Sect! Although he was estimating the value of a bottle of Daoguang Water in his heart, Fang Ling still felt something was wrong from the expressions of several guard disciples.

"Sect Master, listen to Feng Dao Zun asking you to come back and go to the hall after you come back." A disciple of Huidao Sword Sect with a cold face said to Fang Ling in a deep voice.

Tingfeng Dao Zun, ranked third among the Dao Zuns of Huidao Sword Sect, is in charge of the punishment of Huidao Sword Sect.

Why did she come? Fang Ling, whose thoughts flashed in her mind, stepped towards the hall.

In the hall, Fairy Ziyun was kneeling on the jade ground, and Fairy Hongyun and dozens of disciples stood respectfully on both sides.

In the seat where Fang Ling was sitting in the hall, there was a middle-aged woman with a cold face. The first moment Fang Ling walked in, her eyes looked at Fang Ling like a knife.

Before Fang Ling could speak, the woman slapped her palm on the table and said, "As the head of a sect, there is no one to serve her when she goes out. What kind of discipline does this mean? If someone comes, I will punish Ziyun for thirty whips!"

Why can’t Fang Ling hear that this woman’s aura was purely aimed at her? When she didn’t come in, she didn’t let go of a single fart. Now that she just came in, she was going to beat Fairy Ziyun for her own reasons. Isn’t this obviously suppressing herself?

I had no intention of being the leader of the Huidao Sword Sect. If it weren't for the reason that the leader of the Huidao Sword Sect could have just participated in the Yibao Club, and even more, he had obtained two bottles of Daoguang Water from Puru Daojun, Fang Ling would never come back.

Fairy Ziyun did not look at Fang Ling, but just knelt quietly on the ground. The two women standing behind Tingfeng Daozun walked towards Fairy Ziyun.

"Get out!" Fang Ling waved his hand at the two women and shouted angrily.

The two women followed Tingfeng Daozun's side, and were Tingfeng Daozun's confidant, and they carried out Tingfeng Daozun's punishment orders, not to mention how many times.

Now, I was scolded and my face suddenly became angry.

But the two of them also knew that Fang Ling, the man, should be the one who pulled out the Mingwang sword, so the other party was a little worried.

After all, Fang Ling is the leader of the Huidao Sword Sect in name.

"Sect Master Ling, you have just become the sect leader of this sect. You are still a little unclear about the rules of this sect. Please don't speak casually."

Listening to Feng Daozun's thin lips as if he was like a knife, there was an unquestionable smell in his voice.

He gave me a warning and didn't let me speak. Fang Ling wanted to throw away the position of this broken sect leader. Even if he wanted to be this sect leader, he would not tolerate Tingfeng Daozun showing his power here.

"I, the sect leader, can't speak. Could it be that I, the sect leader, want to be your puppet?"

Fang Ling said this sentence without any hesitation, and the expression of Ting Feng Dao Zun's face changed immediately. Although she did not take Fang Ling, who pulled out the Ming King's Sword, Fang Ling still felt a little uncomfortable in front of so many disciples. (To be continued...)
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