In the rolling black clouds, Yuwen Chenggang looked coldly at his disciple Mi Changliang who was hanging on the flagpole. He achieved a hundred years of success in the Golden Pill. At this time, the monk had reached the critical point of the early stage of the Golden Pill. Going further, it was the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

Although he only had the early stage of the Golden Pill, no one dared to disobey him within a range of thousands of radius. Now, his beloved disciple was hung on the flagpole, which in his opinion was simply a slap in the face.

How his disciples bully people is not important. What is important is that he feels that the person who comes does not give him face, and beating a dog depends on the owner. Such a person who harms his face unscrupulously must teach him a lesson. So what about the new Jindan realm? He has been in the realm of Jindan for a hundred years. Although he is still in the early stage of Jindan, when it comes to magic weapons and supernatural powers, he is not comparable to a new Jindan monk!

Today I will show my power with this person so that I can see my Yuwen Chenggang’s methods!

Yuwen Chenggang did not take Mi Changliang's hysterical wailing intent to heart. He instantly unfolded his spiritual consciousness, and a gloomy murderous intent rushed towards the cave where the spiritual energy gathered in the mountain. With his eyesight, he could conclude that this was Fang Ling's place of cultivation without observing it.

Just as his spiritual consciousness was about to be suppressed, a stream of spiritual consciousness rushed out of the cave, blocking the spiritual consciousness he pressed down instantly. Feeling the spiritual consciousness that rushed out, Yuwen Chenggang's mouth twitched, and he was a little surprised. The spiritual consciousness that rushed out was no worse than his spiritual consciousness.

"Who is the friend of Taoism coming to visit? Please forgive Fang Ling for being in a misfortune." With a faint voice, Fang Ling, wearing a green Taoist robe, walked out.

Yuwen Chenggang looked at Fang Ling's young appearance and couldn't help but feel a little jealousy in his heart. Although for monks, their lifespan will increase after achieving the Golden Pill, this does not mean that signs of aging will not appear on them. Take Yuwen Chenggang for example. When he achieved the Golden Pill, he was in his prime. More than a hundred years have passed, and the wrinkles on his face have increased a lot. Fang Ling, who was standing in front of him, is so fucking young!

This made Yuwen Chenggang feel even more annoyed. He had to teach this young man a lesson and let him know. Even if he became a Jindan real person, he had to know how to respect the elderly. To let him know, it does not mean that he became a Jindan real person and could do whatever he wanted when he did things.

"Hmph. Are you Fang Ling?" Yuwen Chenggang waved his sleeves and fell from the void. He glanced at Fang Ling indifferently, and then asked coldly: "I, Bai Youshan, Yuwen Chenggang, you should know why I came!"

Fang Ling sensed that the person who came from Yuwen Chenggang was not good. When he heard him signing up, he didn't know what the person who came was. He smiled faintly and said, "Is it because of your disciple's affairs?"

"Yes, I came for my disciple." Yuwen Chenggang sneered, and a hint of coldness flashed in his slender eyes: "Fellow Daoist Fang. If I, the master, don't come, I will be tortured to death by you in a few days. You are such a hot method!"

Fang Ling said with a plain expression: "Fellow Daoist Yuwen knows why I hung this person on this flagpole?"

"Hmph, I don't know the reason, and I'm not in the mood to know. I only know that even if my disciple of Yuwen Chenggang is guilty of a great sin, it will be handled by me, Yuwen Chenggang himself. If others dare to touch my disciple, it will be hit by me, Yuwen Chenggang in the face!" Yuwen Chenggang smiled sinisterly and said coldly: "Anyone who hits me, Yuwen Chenggang's face is my enemy."

Fang Ling smiled carelessly and asked indifferently: "Fellow Daowen is here, are you going to do it?"

"It's okay to do it, it's okay not to do it. For the sake of you being the new Jindan real person, I'll give you a way out. As long as you kowtow to me and apologize, and then offer three thousand medium-grade immortal stones, I can think that this has not happened." As Yuwen Chenggang's fingers flicked, a dark green jade tablet with two feet long appeared in his hand: "Otherwise, I'll let you taste the power of my new soul refining card!"

It is really enough to bully people if you ask yourself to kneel down and apologize, and you have to offer three thousand medium-grade immortal stones. And Yuwen Chenggang’s implication is obvious, that is, I am better than you, so even if you bully you blatantly, you will have nothing to do.

"Three thousand medium-grade immortal stones are nothing, but fellow Taoist Yuwen, do you think you are worthy of me to offer these three thousand medium-grade immortal stones?" Fang Ling glanced at the person who came in disdain and asked contemptuously.

Yuwen Chenggang, who was full of confidence, was furious when he saw Fang Ling's arrogance. He smiled and said, "Junior, this is a fight and regression. Well, today I will teach you a good lesson so that you can know what rules are in this world of cultivation."

While speaking, Yuwen Chenggang pointed his finger, and the dark green soul-retaining card instantly swelled ten times. Hundreds of figures rushed out of the soul-retaining card, and each rushed towards Fang Ling with swords.

Mi Changliang, who was hung on the flagpole, was very excited when he saw the soul flying out of the soul-detaining card. He shouted loudly to Tu Dawei, who was like a dead dog not far away, "Boy, stop calling me. Wait until my master captures Fang Ling later. It is time for us to take revenge. I must let him ten times, no, it should be a hundred times repayment!"

Tu Dawei was already dying at this time. He barely opened his eyes and looked at the hundreds of figures in the smoke below. He said a little disbelief: "Can you really capture Fang Ling with these methods?"

"Hmph, you know, what a fool, my master's Soul-Retention Card is one of the secret magic weapons of the Qianzhu Sect. It takes at least thousands of souls to train this treasure. Once this treasure is trained, two sharp souls will be generated in the Soul-Retention Card. These two sharp souls usually look no different from ordinary souls, but once they take action, they can fly and extinct and spit out yin fire. Even if the Jindan real person gets hit by this phosphorus fire, it will be difficult to resist."

"Although Fang Ling is a real person in Jindan, how can he resist these Yin Fire? How can he tell which two of these souls are Li Po!"

Fang Ling frowned when he looked at the hundreds of souls rushing towards him. The moment the hundreds of souls rushed towards him, he felt that although these souls were a little stronger than ordinary souls, they were only at the ninth level of Qi training. Although so many souls were more than enough to deal with foundation-building cultivators, they were far from the Jindan cultivators.

Since Yuwen Chenggang used the Soul-Retaining Card as a treasure, it would never be that simple. As the thoughts flashed in his mind, his spiritual consciousness flashed, and the thoughts gathered in his heart like diamonds enveloped the numerous Li Pos.

"Bang bang bang!"

When Fang Ling's thoughts enveloped the heads of Li Po, hundreds of Li Pos who were rushing towards Fang Ling were immediately melted into the smoke as if they had encountered the fire of snow. Only one tall and one short, two inconspicuous souls were still staggering forward.

Fang Ling did not expect that he was using his spiritual consciousness condensed by the wonderful appearance of the demon in the past for the first time, but he did not expect that his thoughts would break most of the souls.

Yuwen Chenggang was full of confidence. Although he had not been refining this soul-detaining card for a long time, he had a fight with an old opponent with this treasure. Although the other party relied on the treasure to defend himself, he was also fled by his two Li Po who were chasing him. Using this soul-detaining card against a golden elixir that had just been promoted is really a bit useless, or it is too bullying the newcomer!

But just as his thought arose, the souls used as concealment burst. This soul-detention card was a magic weapon connected to Yuwen Chenggang's mind. He instantly sensed that the souls had disappeared.

How is it possible? How could the soul of this soul detention card disappear? Even if this thing is broken, it can still be re-created with the soul detention card. Why is it destroyed in an instant? Yuwen Chenggang didn't want to admit that it was true, but his spiritual sense could no longer sense the existence of these things.

Yuwen Chenggang, who was puzzled, had no time to shock the disappearance of those ordinary souls. At this moment, Fang Ling slapped his storage bag, released the bone sword, and slashed towards the two Li Pos.

This White Bone Sword is originally one-quarter of the top-grade magic weapon, the God and Ghost Staff of the Gods and Ghost Staff. Although it was refined into a magic weapon by Fang Ling at the beginning, it was much stronger than ordinary magic weapons in terms of quality. At this moment, Fang Ling released it, like a fly that saw blood, and could not wait to rush towards Li Po.

Before coming to Li Po, the White Bone Sword transformed back into its original form, which was a millstone-sized skeleton. A stream of white air spurted out from the skeleton's mouth and turned into a white net, directly swallowing Li Po into the skeleton.

"You dare to be a villain!" At this moment, Yuwen Chenggang was really angry. His two Li Pos were refined after decades of hard work. Each Li Po theory has achieved combat power, which is no worse than that of Jindan Zhenren. He can be said to be his most capable assistant, but now he has ruined one after only one encounter, which makes him not anxious.

He didn't care about anything else, and slapped his storage bag, and a skeleton hammer flew out and smashed it down at the skeleton. Fang Ling had already felt that the skeleton transformed by the Bone Sword was still unsatisfied, so how could Yuwen Chenggang destroy the good things of the skeleton? He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yuwen, why should you be stingy? It's better not to be impatient." As he spoke, Fang Ling waved his palm, and the blue jade tent turned into a blue cloud, directly hammering the Yuwen Chenggang's skeleton in the tent.

The skeleton transformed by the White Bone Sword over there was no negligence at this time, and flew towards another Li Po again in an instant. The same method was used again, and directly swallowed Li Po into his mouth. (To be continued...)
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