C23

After catching two fishes by the lake, Dong Lang didn't have anything else to do with it. With regards to the issue of grilled fish, Dong Lang couldn't really help, but Shu Qin's skills at grilling fish were really not bad, and after a while, the fragrance drifted all over the place. Dong Lang was so greedy that he kept on drooling, asking over and over again whether he had eaten grilled fish or not, and then asking later on whether he was alright, at times, he asked again and again, "Look how anxious you are, have you never eaten grilled fish before." Shu Qin chuckled, and passed a grilled fish to Dong Lang. Dong Lang grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth, "Awoo, awoo", making Dong Lang cry out in pain, "Be careful, it's not like there's anyone else who is going to snatch it away from you." Shu Qin said to Dong Lang with a smile. Dong Lang laughed embarrassedly. "Just like that, the two of them continued to eat their grilled fish while talking and laughing." Let me tell you a secret. Don't tell others, but my father and mother are watching me today. " Dong Lang whispered into Shu Qin's ears. Ah? Isn't your father and mother ? " Shu Qin did not believe his ears. Hearing Shu Yu's words, Dong Lang's parents were already long gone, but Dong Lang ? " "My mother told me that he and my father were looking at me from the sky. Last night, I told them that if they could come watch my match, they would blow a strong wind before my match. Today, a strong wind really blew before my match." Dong Lang said as he crooked his lips in a smile. "Really, have they left ?" Shu Qin did not question it, and did not wish to question it. Unknowingly, under their laughter and chatting, the sky turned dark and Shu Qin stood up to leave. "The two of them have agreed to meet again." I'll come and see you when I have time. " Dong Lang said to Shu Qin who was about to leave. Returning back to the house, Dong Lang laid on the bed and stretched. After being busy the whole day, his bones were making popping noises. At this moment, the door opened with a creak. Dong Lang, you did well today. " Shu Yu said as he walked in. No, it's Chi Mo who asked me to. I can't beat him. "

"You don't have to blame yourself. Chi Mo's strength has long left the heart of heaven, and he's already at the Mid Sky Stage. He can be considered very powerful amongst these younger generation.

"Then why is he in my squad?" Dong Lang was a little doubtful.

"This was Chi Mo's own suggestion. Not only that, he even withdrew from the competition." Shu Yu said with regret.

"Forget it, let's not think about it. Cultivation of Dao is up to fate, through the battle with Chi Mo, what kind of insights do you have?" Shu Yu asked. The difference between Heavenly Heart and Sky Realm is too big. Chi Mo has held back too much, and he can probably only use thirty to forty percent of his strength. Dong Lang recalled the scene when he was fighting with Chi Mo.

"Right now, you have passed the preliminaries, and the semifinals will begin in three years. Master has a plan that I would like to consult with you about."

"Master, if you have something to say, just say it."

The path of cultivation is long, the place of cultivation is wide, cultivation method is complex, five years of cultivation is not long, not long, not short either, for mortals, it is not short either. You have stepped into the first step of cultivation, but the cultivation experience is nothing, so I hope that you can go out and gain some experience before the exam starts, and learn more about the path of cultivation, and also deal with the matters of the mortal world. Shu Yu said sincerely and sincerely. An old affair from the mortal world? " Thinking about it, Dong Lang couldn't help but think of the Wanhua Mountain, and San Ming Bird. Myself? Can I? " Dong Lang was suspicious of his own strength.

"I believe in you, Dong Lang. In the future, you will have to face many things on your own, and master will pass away one day from his seat, unable to stand in front of you forever. Sometimes, you can only rely on yourself. You must become stronger. Sooner or later, you will have to face things that you will have to face. The sooner you face them, the faster you will grow. " Shu Yu looked into Dong Lang's eyes, his eyes filled with trust and anticipation.

"Yes, master. Dong Lang is willing to go out and cultivate.

Dong Lang, I shall give you this' Lunar Wind 'for your defense." "It's all thanks to you, your highness." And this... These are all things that I obtained when I was on mission. I shall give them to you for your defense now. " Lu Yu took out a bunch of items and placed them on the table. Dong Lang looked at the items piled up on the table in a daze. This was too much. During the day, Dong Lang heard from the zither book about his master's sword. The wind of the moon was his master's sword, so he could not accept it. Master, no, this sword master must also be very fond of it.

"Take it." Ever since you became my disciple, Master did not even give you a proper weapon. Regarding your cultivation, I do not have much guidance to give you.

"But ?" Dong Lang still wanted to reject, but Shu Yu directly passed the sword to him. Dong Lang's sword was heavier than his own small sword, and there seemed to be an invisible air current revolving around the sword. Master, isn't this sword the wind attribute? Can I use its power? " Dong Lang was a little doubtful. You might not be able to do that now, but maybe you'll have a chance to obtain the Wind Attribute's opportunity in the future? Take it. Even if you don't have the chance, this Yue Feng is much sharper than normal treasured swords. "

Seeing that, Dong Lang could not refuse, and hesitantly kept the Yue Feng in his bosom. Looking at the agile sword, Dong Lang's heart felt heavy. Master, when do I leave? Where am I going? "How long?" Dong Lang explained all the questions in his heart.

"Yes, anytime. Going out to gain experience, as long as he could make it back before the Pavilion Trial. As for where to go, with your current strength, do you think you can kill 'San Ming Bird'? " Shu Yu looked at Dong Lang meaningfully. "Dong Lang's heart was thinking of going back to take revenge for his parents, but he didn't expect his master to speak of it first. Yes, Master, I would like to give it a try. "

"Forget it, we have to face things that are going to change. "Go ahead." With that, Shu Yu walked out with his hands behind his back. Originally, Dong Lang had planned to leave after preparing for a few days, but when he thought of his mother and father's appearance, Dong Lang wanted to return immediately. The next morning, Dong Lang carried the Yue Feng that his master had given him on his back. Of course, he wrapped the Yue Feng in a black cloth, and after all, he had heard from Shu Qin that his master's sword had a place in the sword manual. The Yue Feng on his back was almost as tall as him. This made Dong Lang not know whether to laugh or cry. However, there was nothing he could do about it, he just let it go. Dong Lang picked up the Flying Sword and walked to his master's room to say his farewells. When he opened the door, there was only a letter on the table: Dong Lang, if you want to leave, just leave. I hope that when you come back, I can see a new you. Dong Lang put down the letter, bowed in front of the door, and left. Before he left, he even wrote a letter to Shu Qin, telling him that he would be leaving in three years. What Martial Uncle said, disciple has already been completed. "

"I didn't expect you to even give him your Yue Feng."

"After all, this is the first time this little disciple has gone out to gain experience. It is hard to predict his luck. Moreover, he is only a fifteen-year-old child." Shu Yu respectfully said to an unfamiliar man in a hall.