They miss each other, and now they are getting together again, like a newlywed couple, especially Long Qianqian's body trembled excitedly, feeling like a dream.

Lin Yang also felt like a dream and illusion. The key was how his lover came over. When he saw a rock suddenly appearing not far away, there was an entrance on the cave wall and suddenly woke up.

He asked with a smile, "It turns out there is a secret passage in the mountains. Where does it lead?"

"Come with me and let you see it."

Long Qianqian smiled sweetly, took Lin Yang into the passage, waved her arms, and the cold air surged out, creating a huge suction force, causing the huge rock to move over and embed it on the cave wall, just blocking the exit.

The passage was dark, and I couldn't see my five fingers. Fortunately, Lin Yang had the green and purple beast pupils, which could be seen clearly. Long Qianqian was the same. His pupils were actually light pink, and he could identify things in secret.

The eyes of each other were shining, as if two unknown creatures looked at each other and couldn't help laughing, and they found it interesting.

The artificially dug passage is about one kilometer long and tilted upwards. A secret room appears at the end, and then dozens of steps continue to rise.

Long Qianqian stopped and said, "The above is my bedroom. This is a secret passage specially made by the leader. Just in case, those craftsmen were killed by the leader and their bodies were thrown into the abyss. So only he and I knew."

Lin Yang smiled and said, "This time, you can come here to accompany me often," and then he began to be dishonest.

Long Qianqian's cheeks flushed and she whispered: "What should you blame for your desecration of your wife?"

"Anyway, I'm guilty, so I should die!"

Lin Yang replied without hesitation, and regarded the secret room as a bridal chamber, becoming a dewy couple with Long Qianqian, as if enjoying the wonderful delicacy.

...The Emei Mountain thousands of miles away has beautiful scenery and pleasant scenery.

The Emei Sect, one of the six major martial arts sects, is located here and is well-known.

Jiang Wanling arrived here in vain and listened to his master's teachings.

There were lights in the hall, and more than 500 members of the Emei Sect gathered, all of whom were women.

Among them, the ones with higher backups are not only the head Master Xuan Jing, but also her senior sisters and junior sisters who are on par with her. There are more than ten people, and they are not young anymore and are almost all masters.

As for those young women, they were all disciples they accepted, and they were all black and replaced with long robes and long swords on their backs, which looked very imposing.

Jiang Wanling is also among them. Although she does not use any makeup, she is still the most beautiful disciple in Emei. She is like a crane standing out in the crowd, and it is difficult not to attract attention.

There is another beautiful disciple, who also comes from Yunhai, who is Lin Yang's confidante, Xiao Zhining, who also comes from Master Xuanjing. He not only has high martial arts skills, but also has a slim figure and extremely beautiful appearance.

As the head of the sect, Master Xuan Jing held the dust in his arms and said majestic: "As we all know, the martial arts conference will be held at the end of the month, and then there will be extensive exchanges between various sects.

One important part of this is the Youth Talent Competition, which can show the style of the younger generation.

This game is particularly important. Our Emei faction must not be cowardly and must enter the top ten.

Starting today, all disciples will step up their practice. In ten days, a major competition will be held within Emei, and top disciples will be selected as contestants to participate.

For you, this is a great honor. Whoever can win the competition in this sect is the first Emei disciple. He will enjoy more resources in the future and be trained to become a real master."

After hearing what the leader said, many disciples looked excited and eager to try. To stand out in Emei, the key conditions are so attractive, and they can represent the Emei Sect to participate in the competition and are famous all over the world.

After the lecture, Master Xuan Jing said, "Discondon."

Everyone left the hall to rest, but Jiang Wanling was called away by her master and taken to a cultivation hall dedicated to the head.

This move was seen by a group of fellow disciples, and they all envied and jealous, thinking that the master was too fond of Wanling.

Senior sister Jiang Jing was so angry that her teeth were itchy, and a cold light appeared in her eyes. She glanced at Jiang Wanling's back. Little bitch, wait for me. When this competition is held, I have to break you. Let's take a look.

In the training hall, Master Xuan Jing looked at Wanling with too doting eyes, feeling that he seemed to be a copy of his youth, smart and beautiful, but he was a little bit not cruel enough, and too kind.

However, the world is dangerous, and being kind to others is to ask for trouble! Master Xuan Jing made up his mind to change Wanling's thoughts, as if this was her daughter and could not be bullied by others.

I would rather let the people of the world than let the people of the world down! This is the principle of Master Xuanjing’s life, and there is no doubt.

Although Master Xuan Jing is very serious in his daily life, he becomes kind-hearted when facing his beloved disciple and said, "Wanling, you practice the flying fluffy snow palms that you teach you, and I see how you practice."

"Abide by the order!"

Jiang Wanling agreed happily and immediately started the drill. When she waved her palms, she actually made a faint sound of breaking through the air, and her power was sharp.

"ah!"

Master Xuan Jing exclaimed and said happily: "Have you advanced to a martial arts master?"

“More than that.”

In response to the master's colleague, Jiang Wanling's body became more and more agile, and as she jumped and moved, her palm wind became stronger and stronger.

Master Xuan Jing was stunned and said in a daze: "You... are at the middle level of the martial arts. In a short period of time, you have reached such a state. You are so talented."

However, when Jiang Wanling used one of the unique tricks of this palm technique, "Xuying the Wind," she swung her palms quickly, and many shadows appeared, endlessly.

Master Xuan Jing lost control completely and said in a trembling voice: "No, you have advanced to the high-level martial arts division, and you are entering the country too fast!"

Jiang Wanling's body rotated extremely beautifully, but it stopped abruptly, standing tall and graceful, and said with a smile: "This is the result of the master's teaching. The disciple has the honor of being able to worship under your disciple for three lifetimes."

"You kid, I'm just impressed by it. You're a martial arts genius!"

Master Xuanjing was very excited, and a smile of relief appeared on her pretty face. However, she knew in her heart that Wanling must have had some adventures and her skills could improve rapidly, so she asked.

It is difficult for Jiang Wanling to hide it. After all, his master’s kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and he needs further guidance from his master to fully understand and even become a master as soon as possible.

Then he said, "The disciple received a spiritual sand pill, and he got the lower half of the Xuanyin True Sutra..." "What?"

Master Xuan Jing's eyes were wide open, completely lost his composure, grabbed his apprentice's arm with all his strength, and asked impatiently: "The lower half of the true scripture was found. Where did you find it? Is it true?"
Chapter completed!