Refining the Seven Killings of the White Tiger, defeating the Yuanying Ancestor, and achieving the Four Sons of True Dao...

These things made Bai Yuqi's heart tremble. He knew that the gap between him and that person was getting bigger and bigger.

"Then...what is that bad news?" Bai Yuqi was a little incoherent when asked this question.

Fang Ling sat cross-legged on the rock collapse in the small cave palace, but at this time he was not practicing, but thinking. Today's experience was really thrilling for him. If there was a slight mistake, it would be a disaster. Defeat Lan Yang Yushi and become one of the four sons of Zhendao. Although his cultivation has not increased now, he has established the position of one of the four giants of Zhendao Sect in one fell swoop.

As long as he can control the White Tiger Seven Killings Map, no one can shake his status in the Zhendao Sect in the future. As the fourth son of Zhendao rose, he had barely become one of the strongest people in the cultivation world of Lu. However, this entry was the result of the joint efforts of the four people! Speaking of it alone, his cultivation was not as good as a Jindan real person!

After defeating the ancestor Lan Yang this time, everyone's attitude towards him changed a lot. Especially Li Zhengqi not only asked him to enter the small cave, but also gave him a bunch of spiritual medicines for cultivation and a sword-guiding bead. Moreover, just when he was about to return to the cave to rest, he also learned about a news: Bai Yuqi and his uncle and nephew fought each other for some reason and died at the same time.

They fought each other to death. After hearing this, Fang Ling subconsciously glanced at Li Zhengqi and happened to meet Li Zhengqi looking at him with a smile on his face. He knew that the meaning of Li Zhengqi's smile was to tell him Fang Ling: He did something wrong with Bai Yuqi. Just tell him not to have grudges.

Fang Ling was indifferent to Bai Yuqi's death, let alone sad. He just sighed a lot. In this world, power is respected, relying on heaven and earth to rely on parents, and he is not as reliable as his own strength.

After pondering for a while, Fang Ling took out the sword-spiriting bead. The bead was only the size of a peanut, and it was dark and had no luster at all. At first glance, it looked no different from an ordinary stone. However, this bead was extremely heavy and I don’t know what it was to refine. According to Li Zhengqi’s introduction, this bead is one of the inherited magic weapons of the Zhendao Sect. As long as the bead is successfully sacrificed and revitalized, the flying sword at the level of magic weapon level will be pulled by the sword-spiriting bead.

Although Fang Ling was no longer afraid of the foundation-building cultivator below the Jindan. However, he would not let go of the opportunity to increase his strength. Thinking about the situation where the opponent's sword light was clearly about to slash on him, but was suddenly shifted to the direction, Fang Ling's expectations for this sword-spiriting bead increased a little more.

With the authentic sacrificial method passed down by Li Zhengqi, and his own cultivation, Fang Ling successfully refined the sword-spirited bead in just half an hour. Looking at the gray bead, he pondered for a moment, and then took out a small piece of essence iron from his small Qiankun bag. Then he used flames to make the essence iron into a black ring.

The sword-inspiring bead was inlaid on the ring by Fang Ling, not only inconspicuously, but also in ease when exercising. After exercising the sword-inspiring bead, Fang Ling practiced cross-legged for a while. Although there were spiritual medicines given by Li Zhengqi, his true energy still did not change much. The purple droplets in the dantian seemed to have not increased much. At this speed, it would take a long time to reach the peak of foundation building. Although Fang Ling was a little anxious, he also knew that some things were not as fast as possible.

If the true energy cannot be improved, then it will be improved in other aspects. Fang Ling gritted his teeth and took out the jade bottle containing Taiyisheng Water. Looking at the dragon shadow in the jade bottle, Fang Ling gritted his teeth and then divided half of Taiyisheng Water and swallowed it into his belly.

As Taiyisheng Water entered his body, Fang Ling's muscles felt like needle-like pain. Fang Ling endured the pain and quickly ran the Vajra Art. The faint dark golden light slowly appeared on his body. Taiyisheng Water continued to destroy Fang Ling's **, and Fang Ling felt that his ** was like steel hit by a giant hammer, constantly being broken and connected. The severe pain made him recite the verses of the Maitreya Sutra in his heart more urgently. I don't know when he fell into a state of no desire or desire.

This situation seemed to be just a moment, and it seemed very long. When Fang Ling opened her eyes, her whole body felt refreshed. His eyes looked at his skin, and he saw that the skin seemed to be a little whiter than before exercise. The thoughts flashed in his mind, and Fang Ling began to use the Vajra Art. A trace of dark golden light covered Fang Ling's whole body. Feeling the intensity of the dark golden light, Fang Ling smiled. Although the benefits of taking too much life water this time were much smaller than last time, it was not without gain.

Half an hour later, Fang Ling walked out of his retreat room. At this time, the hall of the cave was empty. Fang Ling didn't know whether Li Zhengqi and the other two were in retreat or practicing, but he had nothing to do, so he stepped out of the cave.

"Meet Uncle Fang!" A foundation-building monk was standing outside. When he saw Fang Ling coming out, he respectfully bowed to Fang Ling.

"You're welcome, you'd better call me Senior Brother Fang!" Fang Ling saw that the monk looked familiar, but couldn't call him a name for a moment.

The foundation-building cultivator chuckled and said, "Uncle Fang, you have restored your reputation for our Zhendao Sect. Everyone is proud of you. If I call you senior brother, it will be a taboo. Uncle Master, you don't want your disciple to be punished by the senior brother of the head!"

Fang Ling smiled, not wanting to waste his words on this matter. Seeing Fang Ling silent, the monk smiled and said, "Uncle Fang, the Wushuang Fairy from Chunyu Valley, came to you early in the morning and is currently waiting in the quiet room!"

Chun Wushuang came to find her, was it because of Taiyishengshui? Fang Ling made up his mind secretly. No matter how clever the woman was, she would just say: she didn't see Taiyishui at all. As for the others, based on her current identity, she would not dare to say anything nonsense!

"Meet Master Fang!" Seeing Fang Ling walk in and Chun Wushuang sitting on the chair, Tingting stood up and saluted to Fang Ling.

In the past, others called Fang Ling the real person because he was named a real person who protects the country. But now, Chun Wushuang's attitude is filled with infinite respect.

Seeing Chun Wushuang's appearance, Fang Ling sighed in his heart: "The Fairy Wushuang doesn't need much politeness, please sit down and talk."

"This time I met Master Fang, Wushuang should have called you Uncle Fang, but Wushuang could not call him the word "Uncle Fang". Please don't be surprised if you call Master Fang!" Chun Wushuang sat down opposite Fang Ling, and his green fingers gently twitched the hair hanging from his forehead and said softly.

Fang Ling's favor for Chun Wushuang was gone for a moment as she left alone. However, he did not resent Chun Wushuang. After all, in that case, if the treasure talisman that could leave was in his hands, he would leave as soon as possible.

"Fellow Daoist Chun, you're just a title, don't care." Fang Ling picked up the teacup and drank a sip of tea, looking silent.

A trace of disappointment flashed across Chun Wushuang's face, and then he said softly: "Wushuang is here, in addition to congratulating Fang Zhenren on the Fourth Son of Zhendao, there is another thing to apologize for the incident in Kunyushan. At that time, Wushuang had only one in his hand..."

Fang Ling waved his hand and said, "Don't worry too much, Fairy Wushuang, it's normal for you to only consider yourself at the critical moment of life and death." Speaking of this, Fang Ling pondered for a moment and said, "I wonder if the fairy heard the news from Dong Haoran and the others. I'm going to settle the dispute with them when the intercepted the enemy that day!"

What happened to Dong Haoran and the other two? Fang Ling knew very well. He asked this just to create an illusion for Chun Wushuang, that is, he did not kill Dong Haoran and the other two. Now that he has become one of the four true sons, he still wants to settle the score with Dong Haoran and the other two.

Chun Wushuang doubted that he was. Although Fang Ling has now become one of the four true sons, he is still no match for Jindan Zhenren when fighting alone. She thought Fang Ling was suffering and wanted to take revenge. She shook her head and said, "Disciple doesn't know where they are. I haven't seen them enter Qudu City in the past few days." After chatting for a few words, Chun Wushuang stood up to say goodbye. Fang Ling stood up and sent Chun Wushuang out, turned his head back to the cave.

"I heard that my junior brother and beauty have an appointment, why did she come back in such a hurry?" As soon as I entered the cave, I saw Li Zhengqi and the other three chatting in the hall. Jia Chenan was the first to see Fang Ling coming in, and said with a teasing smile. Fang Ling smiled and said, "When I met, I looked like I was facing an elder, and I felt a little embarrassed to start!"

"You..." Fang Ling's cynical attitude made the three of them laugh. Jia Chen'an pointed at Fang Ling with a look of regret.

After Fang Ling sat down, Xu Feiqiong helped Fang Ling add a cup of tea, and then Li Zhengqi said, "The four spirit formations have made our Zhendao Sect famous, but they are also jealous. Junior Brother Fang Ling, whether it is for actions or other things in the future, it is best to walk together, so as not to be separated and be destroyed by others after they are separated."

Fang Ling nodded. He knew that Li Zhengqi was not an exaggeration. In the past, the ancestors of the Nascent Soul might have been disdainful to attack him, but now the four of them can defeat Lan Yang Yushi, and someone will inevitably have other ideas.

"I think the battle with Lianzun Sect is definitely not that simple. If we want to preserve our strength in this battle, the greatest reliance on the Four Spirit Formation is still the Four Spirit Formation. I mean that the outside matter will be handed over to Fu Jingbai. You and I will go into seclusion and study the Four Spirit Formation. In addition, if you have any problems in the future, please ask me and the other three, let's study them together."

Li Zhengqi said it very tactfully, and Fang Ling nodded immediately and said, "I will be troubled by the three senior brothers in the future."

"I'm all my family. Is there any trouble? What I hope most now is that Junior Brother Fang Ling can condense the golden elixir as soon as possible so that our four spirit array can show its greatest power." Xu Feiqiong said with a smile.

After a few conversations, the four people took out the Four Spirit Array Map to participate. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!