The light symbols outline the cool little splashes of water, which playfully wet Xia Xiaoniu’s cheeks.
"Ah...you are evil." Xia Xiaoniu exclaimed, stroking her slightly wet hair with her hands, and pushing Shen Lang.
"Do you feel good?" Lin Xian'er looked at Shen Lang with a smile.
"Feeling..." Shen Lang felt as if there was an implicit relationship between himself and the heaven and earth, as if his whole soul had been integrated into the heaven and earth, conforming to nature. That feeling was quite mysterious and quite...
Wonderful, just...
"Hey! Beautiful Master, I found out that you are lying to me!" Shen Lang came back to his senses.
"Really? What did I lie to you about?" Lin Xianer felt guilty.
"You told me before that as long as you step into the Talisman Dao, your soul will be nourished by the breath of heaven and earth, and it will become stronger and reach the standard of controlling the fairy sword." Shen Lang said: "Now I can indeed feel the power of heaven and earth.
The comfortable feeling of nourishing the soul, but to say that the soul becomes stronger...it doesn't get stronger at all! Let alone control the fairy sword."
"Ahem... Well..." Lin Xian'er coughed lightly: "Do you use the power of heaven and earth as a tonic? You are not afraid of being stretched to death. Of course, getting stronger is done slowly step by step. There is a slow process.
Process. At least your current soul growth rate has been several times faster than that of ordinary monks."
"Also, didn't you say before that after entering the Talisman Dao, my strength will be greatly improved?" Shen Lang said somewhat depressedly: "But I found that with my current level of casting Talisman, at most
It's okay to make a little splash of water to wash someone's face, but if you use it to fight... you won't be laughed to death!"
"Don't panic, don't panic. The power of the talisman is closely related to the strength of your soul. You are not weak in terms of soul. You are only at the eighth level of Qi Refining now, but your soul power is already comparable to the eighth level of true spirit."
Realm. This means that the talisman you exert with all your strength can reach the level of the eighth level of true spirit."
Lin Xian'er said lightly: "But, now you have just stepped into the Tao of Talisman, and you are not familiar with the Talisman Techniques yet, so you have a strong soul power, but you don't know how to use it in Talisman Techniques."
"This means that as long as I am a little familiar with the method of using talismans, the power of casting talismans will be comparable to the eighth level of true spirit?" Shen Lang said anxiously: "Then what are you waiting for? Quickly teach me."
"Why are you anxious? Even if you want to teach, you can't learn it in a short while." Lin Xian'er said: "The Qingyun Martial Arts Competition has already started, do you still want to participate? If you go late, you won't be able to catch up."
"Um..." Shen Lang was stunned, and carefully counted the days, and then realized that the day of Qingyun's martial arts competition was today.
At this time, the melodious bells rang again, and Shen Lang vaguely heard cheers in the distance. The deacon presiding over the martial arts competition loudly announced the victory of a certain disciple. The competition had already started for some time...
...
"Why haven't you come over yet!" Yang Ye's face was ashen, and his eyes wandered to the nearby seats from time to time.
At this time, Huiwu Square was already overcrowded. Yang Ye saw Chen Pipi, Qingye Zhenren, and the head of the Xia family at the seats on the Evergreen Peak side, but there was no sign of Shen Lang there. He was at the seat on the Hidden Mist Peak side.
At the seat, I saw the Master of Wusha Peak and Zhou Shushu, who had a good relationship with Shen Lang, but Shen Lang was not there either.
Finally, his eyes fell on the seats reserved for Bihu Xiaozhu at the venue, but the seats there were empty, not even a single person!
No!
None!
He searched everywhere where Shen Lang might appear! Shen Lang never came!
"Damn it!" Yang Ye's mood suddenly became depressed. He practiced hard for ten days in order to defeat Shen Lang in front of everyone. Only in this way could he completely avenge what happened to Evergreen Peak.
That matter no longer becomes a laughing stock.
But if Shen Lang doesn't come...all his efforts these days are destined to be in vain.
"At that time, he boasted about Haikou at Evergreen Peak and wanted to participate in the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition and win a spot as a true disciple." Li Xuejun said lightly: "After that, he went to Xiangyu Tower to sign up in person, and there was a lot of commotion and everyone came out.
Liangfeng. If he didn't come today...wouldn't it be too shameless?"
"More than shameless, I have never seen such a shameless person!" Yang Ye sneered: "He is the descendant of the fairy now, and his identity is different after all. I thought that even if he doesn't want his own face,
I will also worry about the face of Bihu Xiaozhu and stand up like a man...Looking at it now..."
As Yang Ye spoke, his eyes continued to look to the side, as if he was expecting Shen Lang to come over at the last moment.
But surprisingly, he didn't see Shen Lang's shadow. Instead, he saw Liao Guanyun, the second senior brother from Divine Sword Peak, walking towards here with Liu Zhi.
"Senior Brother Liao?" Yang Ye was a little confused. He was not very familiar with Liao Guanyun, and he didn't understand why Liao Guanyun came to him.
"You don't have to wait, he probably won't come." Liao Guanyun showed a disdainful smile on his lips.
Of course, Yang Ye also knew that Shen Lang would not be coming. The number plate Shen Lang got was number 13, and he was number 14. It was the seventh game today.
It should be noted that the speed of monks' duels is extremely fast. If there is a huge disparity in strength, the winner may be determined within two or three moves. In the blink of an eye, a battle will be over. Even if the strength is close, the full output will be enough.
Next, the loss of true energy is also very fast, and the winner will usually be decided within ten minutes.
At this time, the martial arts competition has already started for half an hour, and five games have passed. The disciples participating in the sixth martial arts competition have already appeared on the stage. In a few minutes, the seventh game will begin.
..
If Shen Lang didn't come over at this time, how could he come over again?
"Hmph, it's a shame that he was still in Xiangyu Building and signed up in front of everyone." Liu Zhi recalled that day after Shen Lang signed up, he took advantage of him and made him call him daddy.
He said disdainfully: "It turns out that he was just trying to be a hero at that time. When it came time to compete, he didn't dare to come. Such shameless behavior was not afraid of losing the face of Bihu Xiaozhu and the Xia family."
face."
"He is very shameless to begin with, and this is not the first time you have known this. How can a person who is extremely shameless be afraid of others saying he is shameless? As for whether he cares about the face of Bihu Xiaozhu and the Xia family..."
Liao Guanyun thought of Xia Qianye's appearance when she was close to Shen Lang, and his expression suddenly became more disdainful:
"If he is not shameless, if he really likes the two daughters of the Xia family, he should recognize the reality as he does now and know what he can do and what he cannot do. He should stay away from the two daughters of the Xia family.