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Seeing Dong Lang coming back, Shu Yu looked left and right, afraid that he would be harmed. Are you alright? What did you gain from this trip? " Shu Yu asked. "Yeah, it's not exactly like I've gotten something good. I just feel like they're very powerful." Just as he returned to his own small hut, Shu Yu walked in and asked. After all, he only had this disciple of his, it would not be good if he touched a little. You need to have confidence in yourself and believe that you will definitely be stronger than them in the future. If I believe you, how can you not believe me? " Shu Yu patted Dong Lang's shoulder, and laughed as he spoke. After hearing Master's encouraging words, she could not help but recall Shu Qin's words, "I believe that you will be even more powerful than the Pavilion Master in the future." "After thinking about it, Dong Lang solemnly nodded his head. Yes, Master, I will definitely work even harder in the future. " Although Dong Lang didn't know why they couldn't believe him, but he was still very happy.

"Right, one month from now, there will be the Fiftieth Year Hall Competition. It means that everyone will spar with each other and take advantage of each other. You should go as well and do your best." Shu Yu said as he turned around after stepping out of the doorway.

"Hall test? "How come I've never heard of it before?" Dong Lang was a little confused.

"Why do you know so much? If you don't want to see it, don't panic. I'll tell you about it in the future." Shu Yu turned his head and said, and then left.

Dong Lang sat alone in his room, feeling bored. They couldn't help but think back to their days with Shu Qin in the former Water Village. Although it was very dangerous, when they thought back to it now, it was truly a different story. When they had time, go visit them.

In the Everlasting Pavilion, Shu Jian was also reporting about what had happened in the water village to Hall Master, and of course, Jin Ming. Feng Zhi listened as he nodded, "Jin Ming is also a rare genius, no wonder the people of Poison Pavilion value him so much." Feng Zhi stroked his beard and said.

"What's there to be proud of? He's just a scoundrel." Shu Qin once again thought of Jin Ming's rogue words, and angrily said them.

"Achoo." "Hmm ?" Who's thinking about me? I'm so handsome, it's normal for people to think of me. " On a small mountain slope, Jin Ming crossed his legs and was sunbathing with a blade of grass in his mouth. That Dong Lang brat is quite strong, the poison I secretly gave him was actually detoxified by him, and he even tried to plot against me. In the illusion, the last move that used was also very powerful. In addition, that Shu Jian, he was too scheming. If it wasn't for the fact that this young master was adept in poison, he might really have lost this time. Forget it, I'm too lazy. "Then I'll go train again."

Ten days later, Dong Lang's Frost Arts also stabilized at the late stage of the fifth level, and could use seventeen or eighteen ice attribute techniques. Unfortunately, the power wasn't too great. One day, while he was training, he felt that he would not be able to improve no matter how he trained, but thinking about it, nevermind, since cultivation could not be rushed, he decided to go see Shu Jian and Shu Jian. Dong Lang jumped into the air, causing the Flying Sword to fly out from behind him and directly fly to Dong Lang's feet. According to Master, this sword was still the same sword that was a few hundred years old, because there was no one with the ice attribute that appeared in the Sword Pavilion for a few hundred years. This sword had been held in place for a long time, and the pattern on the sword also became more and more clear with Dong Lang's increase in strength. Dong Lang didn't care about it anymore. Along the way, Dong Lang arrived this time in less than two hours, and the amount of time he used last time was exactly reduced by half. This time, when Dong Lang went to the Fourth Hall, he did not see, so he went straight to look for Shu Qin. On the way, he found a forest, the trees were mostly as thick as five or six people hugging each other, and when they were in the air above the forest, Dong Lang heard a beautiful zither music, and stopped to look, only when he landed on a tree branch did he suddenly feel that something was wrong. He turned around, and a leaf flew over with a sky-piercing force. "Sure enough, dozens more flying leaves are flying towards us." "Dammit, who is it?" Although Dong Lang thought this in his heart, he did not have the time to say it out loud. Dong Lang clasped his hands together and pushed forward. At this moment, the zither music was still as melodious as before, without the slightest bit of vibration. This humble one is a disciple of the Fourth Hall. As Dong Lang spoke, he injected the True Essence into his voice, causing Dong Lang's voice to travel even further. After all, this was the Everlasting Pavilion's place. Dong Lang had a good impression of the Fourth Hall, and if they really fought here, Feng Zhi's face would probably be very ugly too. Just as Dong Lang was wondering, he saw a white figure traversing over from far away into the forest. The figure was dressed in a simple shirt, had a bunch of black hair, and had a random bun tied around her head. Other than that, there was not a single bit of grooming. She was Shu Qin who was cultivating in the forest.

"Dong Lang, is that you? What happened to your face? " In a few breaths time, Shu Qin appeared in front of Dong Lang.

"I just heard the zither music so I came down to take a look. Who knows who ambushed me the moment I came down?" Dong Lang was a little helpless.

"Ah, this ? I'm sorry. It was me. I was immersed in the feeling of training, and accidentally slipped up." Shu Qin said as he took out a bottle, sprinkling some powder onto the wound on Dong Lang's face.

"Hmm? It's you? "Then you're really getting stronger and stronger. I really admire you." Dong Lang scratched his head.

"Don't talk about this, why are you here? Could it be that Hall Master Shu Yu has some sort of mission? " Shu Qin was a little embarrassed.

"No, I thought I had nothing to do, so I came to see you."

"Did you come to see me?" Shu Qin said softly, as his face flushed red unnoticeably.

"The zither music from before was very beautiful ?" Although he did not understand the rhythm of the music, he felt that it was even more beautiful than the last time he came.

"Really? I specially learned this from Bing Die." Shu Qin replied.

Who is Bing Die? How come I've never heard of it? "

"You don't even know who Bing Die is? She is from the Si Yi Pavilion. " Shu Qin seemed to not dare believe it.

"My master will know all of this in the future. I just need to cultivate properly for now." Dong Lang scratched his head.

"Your master is really ?" Bing Die is a great beauty of the Si Yi Pavilion. As Shu Qin spoke, a sense of envy rose in his heart.

"Alright, alright, let's go find Shu Jian." Dong Lang was not interested in hearing things that had nothing to do with him. What should happen will happen. Everything depended on the will of the heavens.

When he arrived at Shu Jian's room, he saw that Shu Jian was still reading. What was different from before was that there were two extra stools. Seeing that Shu Qin and Dong Lang had arrived, Shu Jian put down the book, "You guys are here, sit, sit."

After chatting with Shu Jian for the entire afternoon, it was finally night time and Dong Lang also took his leave. After exiting the door, Dong Lang felt his whole body relax, it was not as depressing as before. People, in the end, could not live alone.

"Two figures gradually appeared in the darkness." I see that your disciple has taken a liking to my disciple. How about betrothing your disciple to my disciple? " A figure laughed as he spoke.

"My disciple wants to inherit my position in the Hall Master. Unless that kid comes over, no, that won't do." The other Black Man was resolute and decisive.

"Heh, you old fellow. When the time comes, let's see who comes to beg ?"