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A beautiful young girl in an antique room suddenly woke up from her dream. "Who is he? How could I have this dream? He kisses me. "

Although Hong Jun and Xiao Lan had gone through a small disturbance, the misunderstanding was resolved. The two of them happily played with each other again.

Xiao Lan played the zither beside the zither. Hong Jun listened in fascination. At this time the scene can be entered in the painting;

"Lan'er, you've been practicing the Fire Cloud Art for quite some time." How do you feel? " As Hong Jun listened, he thought about cultivating.

The zither music suddenly stopped. "I don't feel anything. It's like I've never practiced before." Xiao Lan pondered slightly, as if she had to carefully feel it before she dared to speak.

"That's strange. I feel light now, like a swallow, and I don't have to sleep every day. The strangest thing is that I don't seem to be hungry. " Hong Jun revealed his feelings.

Xiao Lan also felt it was inconceivable. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have done it. How could he not feel anything when he had followed Hong Jun's method?

Xiao Lan: "That's strange. I'm doing what you taught me, meditating first and then meditating again. But it was useless. I can't feel anything. "

"I'm not sure. "I'll know when I meet that old man." Hong Jun could only plead with the old man in his dreams.

Xiao Lan said, "It's better not to ask. Didn't he say that he wouldn't let you teach him? Maybe it's only suitable for you to train by yourself. "

Hong Jun said anxiously, "How can we do that? If it was really as the old man said, then maybe he really could ascend to the Immortal Realm. What will you do if I leave? "

"It's fine, don't forget. I'm also a cultivator, but not the same as yours. " Xiao Lan flipped through the music score and said indifferently.

Hong Jun was right when he heard Xiao Lan's words. It was just a matter of practice. As long as they could stay together, what did it matter if they practiced the same technique as each other?

Hong Jun: "Then when did you ask your cousin for him to give you the entire zither music?"

"Forget it, the Lan family has an ancestor's teachings. It doesn't matter if you learn it or not, as long as you can be together with me. Xiao Lan couldn't help but start playing a new song.

Hong Jun was really angry; what kind of teachings were these? He didn't pass on any males to females. This zither music was something that men had learned; a woman learning the zither was graceful. But now, it was better for a man to learn it. Concussive. Since it was already decided that the male students would not pass on the female disciples, Hong Jun didn't want to say anything in front of Xiao Lan, so he could only ask, "How's your progress with your studies?"

"Logically speaking, I should be able to use mental attacks after learning the first section. But it's very strange; I can't condense my mental energy, but I feel that it's quite useful. "At least it's not like your Fire Cloud Art."

"Your cultivation is called the Hymn of the Zither Break. Maybe playing the zither could condense spiritual energy? "Try it." Hong Jun could not help but think of this method.

Xiao Lan did not say much either. He began to play the zither with all his heart and soul.

As Hong Jun listened to the zither, the scenes of the past were reflected in his mind. From a blissful childhood to a troubled youth, and now to the blissful days of Xiao Lan. One by one, the scenes were shown to Hong Jun like a movie. Seeing this, Hong Jun's eyes filled with tears.

Qin Bi Hong Jun returned to his senses and heard a wave of applause. He didn't expect that at some point there would be people outside listening in. Everyone's face was filled with tears of happiness.

Xiao Lan had an expression of disbelief. Were they clapping for themselves?

Seeing this, Hong Jun praised, "Lan, you're awesome."

"Are they applauding my music? I... "I …" Although Xiao Lan loved Qin, she had never received such a good evaluation. She found it hard to believe that everyone was clapping for her.

Hong Jun hugged Xiao Lan, "Lan, you're too good. Your spiritual energy can be transmitted through the zither music. You did it. "

Just as the two of them were celebrating, Du Chengjie appeared out of nowhere.

"Hehe, are you two happy about it?"

Du Chengjie would always have a large group of people following him. Last time, they were followed by a few bad youths dressed in strange clothes. This time, there were actually five or six people dressed in student attire. Du Chengjie was squinting at Hong Jun and Xiao Lan with a look of ecstasy on his face.

Even if Hong Jun was outside, he wasn't afraid of Du Chengjie bullying him, let alone inside the school. Thus, Hong Jun had never thought about causing trouble in the school. Of course, that would depend on Du Chengjie's attitude. And now, Hong Jun only wanted to chase him away.

"If you're smart, then scram." Hong Jun ignored this opponent of his.

Du Chengjie was still a little afraid of Hong Jun, after all, he was beaten to a miserable state last time. However, he had come here today to embarrass the other party. Naturally, he would not leave just like that.

"I'm not afraid of you. The maharajah and brat that pissed me off didn't have a good life like you." He didn't expect Du Chengjie to have some skill, he had already investigated Hong Jun's background in just a few days.

Hong Jun hated people who threatened him the most; he especially hated people who did bad things to their loved ones. He immediately said angrily, "If you dare to touch them, I will make you regret living in this world."

Du Chengjie only smiled, "Sooner or later, I'll make you kneel down and beg me. Now I'll let you be proud of yourself. "

Hong Jun was already angry, but now that he heard it, it seemed like he would not let his family off. "Immediately, he went to Du Chengjie's side and grabbed his collar." "I've said it before, if you have the guts to come and find me, if you dare to do anything bad to my family, you know the consequences."

Du Chengjie's group of thugs wanted to stop Hong Jun, but the latter was too fast. When they saw Hong Jun about to make a move, they were already too late.

Du Chengjie was scared out of his wits. Looking at the fist that was about to land on him, he no longer had any thoughts of resisting.

"What can you do to me? This is a school. " Although Du Chengjie was a bad student, he had a deep understanding of the school rules.

"So what if it's a school? What do you think about finding my family? " Hong Jun shook his fist as if he was about to hit him.

"Alright, alright, I promise you, I won't look for your family. Let me go. "

Only then did Hong Jun release Du Chengjie, and immediately said: "Scram."

Seeing that Hong Jun had let him go, Du Chengjie could only blame himself in his heart for not being able to defeat his opponent. He led the group of people away with his tail between his legs.

After Du Chengjie left, Xiao Lan was still worried for Hong Jun. "Du Chengjie is a hooligan, relying on his family's wealth to stir up trouble everyday, even my family and the Lan family have to avoid him. "Army, you must be careful in the future."

Hong Jun smiled and said, "Don't worry. What can he do to hurt me?" Hong Jun didn't put Du Chengjie in his eyes at all. If it was before, he might still be afraid. Now. As long as it wasn't a real cultivator like him, what could a mortal do to him?

When Xiao Lan saw how worried Hong Jun was, she became even more worried. Although cultivation was beneficial, it had made him arrogant. If this went on, it would definitely be dangerous.

"Army, no matter what, you have to be careful. Although your abilities are greater now, it does not mean that you are invincible. There is still a mountain higher than that. " Xiao Lan still felt that what he should remind them of was still what he should remind them of. What he should warn them of should be what they should pay attention to.

Hong Jun obviously knew that Xiao Lan was saying this for his own good. He could only nod his head to indicate that he would be careful. On the way home, Xiao Lan remained silent. Although Hong Jun said many things to amuse Xiao Lan, the atmosphere was definitely not right. They had to go home.

When Hong Jun returned home, he saw that his grandma Xing was still watching TV. She then went back to her room to cultivate. The simple little village's army had been absorbing Essence Qi all this time.

"I feel that I have pretty much finished cultivating the Essence Qi Art. Maybe I can try practicing the second spell now." "What exactly is the second spell?"

He then took out the Fire Cloud Art from his necklace. Opening the first page, Hong Jun felt extremely nervous. Taking a deep breath, he flipped open the second page. The world shook as a white light illuminated Hong Jun. The Fire Cloud Art had already fallen to the ground. Hong Jun spat out a mouthful of blood. He then lay unconscious on the couch.

The next day, when he woke up, Hong Jun felt as if he was in a terrible situation. He didn't even have the strength to move his body. He took out his cell phone with great difficulty and called Xiao Lan.

"Lan'er, help me ask for a leave of absence from the school. I'm afraid I won't be able to attend class today. "

"When Xiao Lan heard that Hong Jun had not gone to class yet, he thought that there was something wrong with his family." Did something happen at home? Do you want me to help? "

"Nothing, just a day later and it might be fine. Don't worry."

"What?" Xiao Lan felt that something was wrong and became anxious when he heard Hong Jun's voice. Did Du Chengjie find trouble with you? Are you hurt anywhere? " Xiao Lan had always been worried that Du Chengjie would take revenge on Hong Army.

"Nothing, cough cough. Actually, it was nothing much? Just help me get a leave of absence. "

"No, I'll come see you later." Xiao Lan was truly anxious.

"Alright, alright, I really have nothing else to do. "It's just that last night when I was cultivating too hard, so I seemed to be a bit exhausted. I should be fine after a short rest."

"Then you have to take care of yourself. I'll come see you at noon. "Alright, I won't say anymore. It's time for class." After saying that, Xiao Lan hung up.

After that, her grandmother Xing also found out that Hong Jun was sick. He hurriedly went to find a doctor for Hong Jun. Only Hong Jun desperately tried to stop him from going to the hospital. She had no choice but to cook some delicious food for Hong Jun.

Hong Jun felt that he could move now, so he sat up to cultivate. This way, he felt much better. By noon, Hong Jun was already a normal person. When it was noon when Xiao Lan came to see Hong Jun, he could only tell her what happened last night. Xiao Lan listened with worry and told him not to rush.

Hong Jun had practiced the Fire Cloud Palm at home for an entire day, so he wanted to see how powerful his Fire Cloud Palm was. He then gently waved his palm, and a stream of red mist appeared in his palm. With a slight push of the fog, it pierced through his palm and knocked some of the items on the table to the ground. Fortunately, there was nothing of porcelain on the table; that was why there was no commotion.

Hong Jun smiled. It seemed that the power of the Fire Cloud Palm was already great. Just now, he had only used a tiny bit of his ability. If he used his full strength, it would probably be even more powerful. He quickly told Xiao Lan the good news.

"Alright, don't work too hard. Your body is more important. When your ability hasn't increased yet, don't open the next page, do you understand?"

Xiao Lan was also happy for Hong Jun, but she was worried that he might have injured his body.

"I understand. Don't worry, I'll come and pick you up tomorrow, right?" Hong Jun thought about how he should go to class tomorrow. After all, it wasn't good for him to be lazy at home when he was well.

"No need. My cousin is coming to pick me up tomorrow. You should go to bed early. Good night." Xiao Lan was afraid that Hong Jun would wake up early. Although getting up early was not a big deal for Hong Jun, he still hoped that Hong Jun would have more time to rest.

"Well, then, you go to bed early. "88." Hong Jun hung up the phone and lay on the couch, unable to sleep. He could only start training again.

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