"Then..." Shen Lang was still thinking about what to eat.
"I want to eat the barbecue you made." Lin Yue'er said directly. In fact, as Bihu Fairy, just saying hello casually, even in the dead of night, can still get a lot of delicious food from the Qingyun Sect.
But she still felt that Shen Lang's barbecue seemed to have a unique flavor and was more delicious.
"Okay." Shen Lang lit the bonfire skillfully. Shen Lang, who had been wandering in the world for more than ten years and had always lived in the open air, did not have the ability to make a table of delicious food, but he was definitely good at barbecue.
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In the dancing firelight, the slowly burning firewood made a crackling sound. The barbecued meat pierced by the iron skewers turned golden yellow, sizzling and oily, and the alluring aroma made your index fingers tickle.
The three of them gathered around the fire, eating barbecue and chatting. As for the so-called Qingyun Huiwu or Yu Wushuang or whatever, they had long been forgotten.
Shen Lang has the Dragon Subduing Ring on his body. If there is no major improvement in strength within these ten days, it will be impossible to enter the finals in the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition, and he will definitely not meet Yu Wushuang. There is no need for this matter at all.
Worry.
If Shen Lang still reaches the finals with the Dragon Subduing Ring, and even masters the method of using the Immortal Sword, then he is not weaker than Yu Wushuang, and there is no need to worry about Qingyun Martial Arts.
Now that this matter has become a trivial matter, filling your stomach and eating a delicious barbecue is the real big deal.
"I want to eat lychees too!" Lin Yue'er, who had just finished eating the barbecue, wiped her oily little hands with a handkerchief and started asking Shen Lang for lychees again.
So, Shen Lang, just like the previous days, carefully peeled off the lychee shells and fed them to Lin Yue'er.
But Lin Xian'er, at this moment, took out a small booklet and started writing and drawing on it. She didn't know what she was busy with.
"Beautiful Master, what are you writing about?" Shen Lang approached curiously.
"I have made a practice plan for you. It was originally made a few days ago, but now it seems that it needs to be changed." Lin Xian'er said seriously: "Although the victory or defeat of Qingyun Huiwu is not important, this matter
Since you have to do something, of course you still have to do your best.”
"Um..." Shen Lang was speechless for a moment, thinking to himself that the beautiful master was really kind to him. He had helped him make some plans a few days ago, and now he had to go to great lengths to help him change his plans.
It's really hard work.
Since it was good and there was nothing to say, Shen Lang naturally didn't talk nonsense and just fed the peeled lychee into Lin Xian'er's mouth.
The sweet lychee has such a sweet taste, so Lin Xianer showed a sweet smile.
The two beautiful chefs wanted to eat lychees, and Shen Lang was naturally very happy to help. He waited on the side and had no time to taste the sweet taste of lychees. But in his heart, it was also sweet...
When a king wants to dominate the world or ascend to heaven, how can he sit facing each other and eat lychees?
"Hey, don't think this is the end of it." Lin Yue'er said while eating the lychees peeled by Shen Lang: "When we were at Evergreen Peak, you boasted about Haikou in front of countless people.
Go and participate in the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition. I don’t expect you to really reach the finals, but you must not lose in the first round, that would be too embarrassing.”
Shen Lang was slightly startled, thinking of the Haikou he had boasted about at Evergreen Peak, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. In this situation, he was carrying fifteen times the gravity, and it might be difficult for him to survive the first round.
In the past, after all, those who dared to participate in the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition were all candidates who were comparable to true disciples, and the weakest ones were much stronger than Zhai Guang, Yang Kai and the like.
"If you kneel down in the first round and make my sister and I lose face, I will..." Lin Yue'er clenched her fist, "I will beat you hard!"
"I will try my best, I will try my best." Shen Lang said with a smile. He noticed that Lin Yue'er was not like before, shouting to kill him at every turn. He seemed to understand something vaguely, and the smile on his face gradually became proud again.
"I will practice hard in the next ten days."
"Tomorrow you go to Xiangyu Building to register first." Lin Xianer finally said: "After registering, come back early. There is not much time. You must seize the time to awaken your fairy sword."
"Understood!" Shen Lang nodded.
...
In a blink of an eye, it was the second day. Facing the clear sunshine, Shen Lang left Bihu Xiaozhu with a comfortable pace. Perhaps because the storm yesterday was so eye-catching, there was no lack of guidance along the way.
The voice of discussion.
As for whether those comments were derogatory or damaging, good or bad, Shen Lang didn't want to listen too much. Even if it was the future victory or defeat, he didn't want to think too much about it.
Lin Xianer asked him to regard the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition as a training, so he really only regarded this martial arts competition as a training. Since it is a training, no matter whether he wins or loses, it is undoubtedly a gain...
Then, he looked at a building at the intersection of the seven peaks. That building was called Xiangyu Building. The word Xiangyu naturally meant soaring into the sky and soaring into the sky. For thousands of years, I don’t know what happened.
How many Qingyun talents left their names in that building, participated in the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition, and then jumped from being unknown to becoming Qingyun's true disciples, and soared to the sky from then on...
At this time, a large, dark mass of people slowly flowed down from the top of the Seven Peaks like seven torrents, all converging towards Xiangyu Tower.
Shen Lang stood halfway up the mountain and looked down, vaguely seeing candidates who were true disciples who had been famous for many years. They were like generals on an expedition, with confident and proud smiles on their faces. They were also unknown and had been hiding for many years.
The young disciple walked forward with his head held high and his chest held high. It seemed as if the breath that had been held in for many years was about to burst out at this moment.
As true disciple candidates, this grand event is a stage prepared for them! And for those disciples who are not weaker than true disciple candidates, but are oppressed due to various reasons and cannot become true disciple candidates,
This grand event is the only opportunity they have been waiting for for several years!
"Seriously, the world is more powerful than my generation!" Shen Lang looked at the seven torrents at the foot of the mountain and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then, who will be the protagonist in this event, the biggest group of dark horses?"
At the same time, Liao Guanyun, the second senior brother from Divine Sword Peak, snorted coldly, with a cold and stern light in his eyes. He was determined to win one of the only three places in this grand event!
"Second Senior Brother! We are sure to win! None of the younger generation disciples of the other six peaks have reached the Golden Core Realm during this period. You should be the only one who has reached the Golden Core Realm. It is enough to sweep the other six peaks and enter the final stage easily.
Finals." Liu Zhi boasted from the side.
"Don't say it doesn't exist, even if it does exist, then what?" Liao Guanyun said coldly.
If everyone else is holding their breath, how can he, Liao Guanyun, not be holding his breath? In terms of cultivation, he has entered the realm of the golden elixir. Even compared with other disciples of the Six Peaks, he is not far behind! However, Qingyun Seven Peaks
Only seven true disciples will be selected in each session, and unfortunately, there is already Xiao Yicai on Divine Sword Peak.
Therefore, he can only be a true disciple candidate.
He and Xiao Yi are the best brothers, but they have to admit that what Shen Lang said that day touched his sore spot...
Xiao Yicai is too strong and gentle. He is better than him in every aspect, both in terms of character and cultivation! Everyone only knows that there is Xiao Yicai in Divine Sword Peak, but no one knows about him, Liao Guanyun!
"This time! I want gods to kill gods and Buddhas to destroy Buddhas!" Liao Guanyun sneered.
However, as soon as he finished saying this, he looked up and suddenly saw the second person he admired in his life, besides Xiao Yicai! He was also the person who made him the most distressed and regretful. At the same time, that person would also be the one who will be the leader of this Qingyun Association.
The greatest enemy he encountered in martial arts.
She was an elegant and quiet woman, as perfect as a green lotus. What made him sad was that this pure and refined flower that should have belonged to the Divine Sword Peak had been picked off by a bastard boy...
[Author's digression]: I recommended a book from a friend: "The Evolution of Dragon's Bloodline". I won't go into the introduction. It is currently number one on the new book list. It must be good.