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Chapter 301 Originally... Acacia no solution.

"I really didn't expect the Haoqi Sect to change so much in just a few years. It is the most wise decision he has made in his life to pass on the position of suzerain to you."

Li Haobai praised with a smile.

Xie An immediately said: "Palace Master Li's words are a bit flattering. Ning Lang's succession as Sect Master Mei has long been a certainty. Besides, if Mei Qinghe doesn't pass on the suzerain to Ning Lang, who else can he pass on to?"

"That's true."

"Hahahaha." Hearty laughter filled Haoran Palace.

Ning Lang didn't say much, after a few polite words, Xie Anan also asked what Ning Lang's plans were next.

After all, after the battle with the Devil's Cult, Ning Lang became the most powerful person in the Dayu Dynasty, and also the person most likely to break through to the Immortal Realm.

After Xie Anan finished asking, everyone looked at Ning Lang.

Ning Lang didn't hesitate, he said directly: "After summer, I plan to go to the East China Sea to see what's so strange there. After I come back, I'm going to make a breakthrough and strive to ascend before the age of 50."

"Are you still going to ascend?"

Ning Lang said: "Cultivation is not for ascension, what is it for?"

Zhao Youzhui replied: "But when Ya Ye flew up, there was obviously a fairy waiting for him in Tianmen, that is to say, the sky may be different from what we imagined."

Ning Lang also nodded and said, "Well, I also think there may be realms beyond the fairyland."

This statement came out.

There was no sound in Haoran Palace.

Ning Lang said to himself: "But if there is one, there is one. Could it be that there are stronger people in the sky and we just hide in the world and not ascend? This is not my style."

Li Haobai raised his glass and said, "Then I will trouble Sect Master Ning to find the way for me."

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Indeed."

Ning Lang also laughed and said, "You may not be able to ascend as fast as some of my apprentices."

"Really?"

Ning Lang said indifferently: "My big apprentice Jiang Chen has already broken through to the top level of Shouyi Realm. With his practice speed, maybe the age of crossing the robbery will be younger than me."

"Tsk!"

"Another monster!"

……

After the banquet, Ning Lang arranged a room for them to stay in.

Ning Lang knew very well in his heart that they were here to steal his teacher, but he didn't mind, it would be better if he was stronger in the world, so that even if he ascended to the sky, he wouldn't have any worries.

Although Haoran Palace has a bed to sleep on, Ning Lang is used to living in Miao Miao Peak, so unless there is something important, Ning Lang will stay in Miao Miao Peak at other times.

Ning Lang was sitting on the edge of the cliff with a wine gourd.

Several disciples had already fallen asleep, and the singing of frogs was everywhere on the mountain in spring, making the night even more lonely.

Looking up at the stars in the sky, while Ning Lang was drinking one gulp after another, a star was dimmed and finally disappeared into the sky.

Ning Lang's heart skipped a beat, and the wine gourd in his hand fell to the ground.

His eyes widened, as if he had thought of something bad, he immediately volleyed towards the Treasure Pavilion.

"Master Uncle."

"Master Uncle!"

Ning Lang stood in the air and yelled twice toward the ninth floor. Seeing that there was no response from inside, he pushed open the small door at the fence and forced his way in.

Zhuge Yuan sat peacefully on the ground, his hair, eyebrows, and beard were all white, and the wrinkles on his face were layered on top of each other, like a valley full of vicissitudes.

He was old and ugly, and his vitality was gone.

A powerhouse at the peak of the Jade Raw Realm who was only one step away from ascension died peacefully here.

"Clap."

A tear fell on the floor.

Thinking back to the scene where the old man was clearly injured all over his body two years ago, but he still blocked himself without hesitation.

Ning Lang glanced over his head, unable to bear to look at his master's uncle again, his mouth was open, his whole body trembling, crying but speechless.

Mei Qinghe also came to Ning Lang's side at some point, he glanced at Zhuge Yuan, his eyes were also covered with tears, he patted Ning Lang's shoulder, and whispered: "Master Uncle still has a smile on his face. , he didn't walk hard."

Early the next morning, Ning Lang, Mei Qinghe and the masters of the various immortal sects stood in the Haoran Palace and saluted Zhuge Yuan's body in unison. Immediately afterwards, Ning Lang and Mei Qinghe sent Zhuge Yuan's body into Haoran Palace. In the forbidden area of ​​Gonghou Mountain, it was placed together with the past lords of Haoqi Sect.

After leaving the cave, Ning Lang straightened Mei Qinghe's slightly hunched back, and whispered, "Don't grow old, live a few hundred years longer."

Mei Qinghe was dumb for a while, then nodded again and again, crying and laughing: "Okay, live a few more years, live a few more years."

Ning Lang left in the air.

At the end of spring, Ning Lang called several apprentices to the gazebo, and after explaining some things, he went back to the room and put the Ten Thousand Years Ice Bed back into the storage ring. With the Tai'a sword and Yangjian gourd, Ning Lang went down the mountain up.

Jiang Chen and the others knew that Ning Lang was going to the East China Sea this trip, so Gan Tang and Gu Xiyao didn't say they would follow.

……

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Jiangnan Qinchuan.

Ever since An Linglong's acupoints were forcibly opened and she had a talent for cultivation, she spent most of her time in cultivation except for settling accounts every day.

She knew that she was far from Ning Lang.

But after having this little hope, she still didn't want to give up. Through Jie Jun's worries, she bought various expensive pills and various cultivation methods.

But she practiced too late, and her realm was still able to reach the peak of the River Opening Realm, not to mention that there was still a long way to go from the Heaven's Punishment Realm, and the distance from the Mountain Top Realm was even farther away.

today.

When she heard from Hua Rongrong that Ning Lang personally beheaded Ya Ye, the leader of the demon sect, and was only one step away from the fairyland, she felt even more lost.

The two were no longer on the same level.

Perhaps he ascended to heaven while still being a mortal himself.

"I'll go check the accounts." After leaving a word, An Linglong got up sadly and went outside An Mansion.

On the streets of Qinchuan City, there are still people coming and going.

Most people in the city knew An Linglong. When they saw her, they would greet Miss An politely. If it was the past, An Linglong would respond one by one, but today she was silent the whole time.

A slovenly middle-aged man in a gray robe came towards him from the side of the street, holding a storytelling banner in his hand. After glancing at An Linglong, he let out a snort. He took the initiative to stop An Linglong and said, "Girl , you are sick."

An Linglong looked up at the sloppy man, frowned and asked in doubt, "I... what's wrong with me?"

The sloppy man smiled and said, "Lovesickness."

An Linglong was surprised.

How did he know he was...

Looking up again, An Linglong gave a very reserved salute, then forced a smile and said, "Mister, you are joking, how can lovesickness be a disease?"

"Of course it's a disease, but I have a medicine that can cure this disease. Do you want to listen?"

An Linglong asked curiously, "Sir, please tell me."

The slovenly man said as he walked: "Two taels of nine-leaf heavy building, one penny for cicada pupae in the winter solstice, fried in the next year's snow, it can cure the suffering of lovesickness in the world."

An Linglong repeated it, and when she looked up again, the sloppy man had disappeared.

She frowned slightly, and after repeating it several times in her heart, she suddenly stood still on the street.

She suddenly choked up and said: "The deceitful ones are all deceitful ones. There is a seven leaf and a branch of flower in the Chonglou, how come the cicada chrysalis in the winter solstice, and how can the snow be next year. It turns out... this lovesickness has no solution."

An Linglong raised her head and wiped her tears.

At a height of hundreds of feet, a white shadow stopped in the air for a while, and finally left here.

"Miss An, I'm here to say goodbye to you, but it's so sad to part. If that's the case, it's better not to see each other."

"Miss An, take care."

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By the Nine Rivers.

In Wanghe City, a female hero emerged.

She only entered the Kaihe Realm at the age of 22, but she broke through to the current Mountain Peak Realm in just eight years. Wu Wenjun's name is known to everyone within a thousand miles.

Whenever practitioners meet her, they will call her Wu Xia.

In a tavern in the city.

A storyteller talked about the three-day battle between the Seven Great Immortal Gates and the Demon Cult.

The tavern was also full for several days in a row.

Wu Wenjun also came for three days in a row. Although the story told by the storyteller was exactly the same every day, she still arrived on time every day.

The storyteller spoke in an excited tone, with a proud expression on his face: "Just as the leader of the Demon Cult, Ya Ye, was about to ascend to the ascension, the new suzerain of the Haoqi Sect, that is, Ning Lang, who is known as the Sword Immortal, soared into the sky thousands of feet above, holding high With the fairy sword in his hand, he said in a trembling voice: In the name of Sword Immortal, I, Ning Lang, command millions of spiritual swords in the world to come and eliminate demons. Swords come!"

In the storyteller's mouth, these words were particularly vivid, as if he was also in the scene that day, and everyone in the tavern looked solemn.

"It was too late to say it, it was so fast, in just a few breaths, the Million Spiritual Sword rushed to the top of the sword fairy Ning Lang like a torrential rain, followed by a soft drink from his mouth! The Million Spirit Sword stood up again. The spurs were aimed at Ya Ye, the leader of the Demon Cult, and in just a split second, Ya Ye, who had already entered the fairyland, was pierced through the heart by a thousand swords, and he couldn't die any more."

"It is said that at that time, there was an immortal visiting Tianmen, but Ning Lang, the trusting sword fairy, used all his strength to shout at Tiantianmen, 'Go away'. The immortal disappeared immediately in fright, and the Demon Cult was also destroyed. "

"it is good!"

"well said!"

In the tavern, there was thunderous applause.

Wu Wenjun smiled, got up and left the tavern behind everyone.

"I really didn't expect that he has become so powerful now. Thanks to the fact that I said firmly that I would marry him at the Haoqi Sect, now that I think about it, I am ridiculously stupid." Wu Wenjun shook his head and returned home.

As soon as she stepped into the courtyard, she felt a gust of wind blowing above her head. When she was about to look up, Wu Wenjun's elder brother Wu Qiong shouted: "Little sister, I went to the tavern to hear about Ning Lang again."

Wu Wenjun said carelessly, "I want you to take care of it."

Wu Qiong was not angry at all, he smiled and said: "Go to the backyard, parents are looking for you."

"understood."

Wu Wenjun waved his hand, then looked up at the sky, but at this moment, there was no one in the sky.

Ning Lang, who had already crossed the Jiuhe River, shook his head and said with a smile: "Where is the storyteller, why did you brag about me so much?"

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Last stop, Cliff Valley.

Different from An Linglong and Wu Wenjun, Ning Lang and Qiu Yuebai have a physical relationship. Although neither of them is sure that the other is their Taoist couple, the progress of their development is faster than many Taoist couples.

It was impossible for Ning Lang to fly across the air like Qinchuan and Wanghe City.

He knew that even if he could ascend, after a few years, Qiu Yuebai would ascend to the sky like him, but with the talents of An Linglong and Wu Wenjun, the chance of ascension might still be extremely slim.

As soon as Ning Lang landed at the door of the wooden house in the cliff valley, Qiu Yuebai got up and pushed the door open.

Ning Lang never spoke.

Qiu Yuebai took the initiative and said, "You came later than I thought."

Ning Lang said: "There are some things to deal with in the sect."

"I know, I've heard about the Devil's Cult."

Ning Lang also said: "I know you know that I had a hundred thousand swords that day, but your Qiushuang sword did not pass."

The Qiushuang sword in Qiuyuebai's waist trembled, as if saying: Are you worthy of controlling me?
Of course, Ning Lang couldn't hear what the sword spirit said.

"Sit outside, or inside?"

"I will stay here for two days. After two days, I will go to Donghai."

"In such a hurry?"

"Ah."

"Then go inside."

"it is good."

In the middle of the night, the two were lying quietly on the bed, and there were frogs and cicadas outside.

Silence.

Ning Lang took Qiu Yuebai's hand and said, "After returning from the East China Sea, I may retreat and break through to the fairyland. Then I will wait for you in the sky?"

"Ah."

"On the day I killed Yaye, there was an immortal in Tianmen to pick you up. If possible, I would also pick you up in Tianmen on the day you ascended."

"Good~"

There was silence again in the cabin.

After five breaths.

Qiu Yuebai took the initiative to turn over, Ning Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiu Yuebai and asked, "Come again?"

Qiuyue said in a white voice like a mosquito: "There are only two days, and those two swordsmen have almost mastered Mahayana, so..."

"I see, come on."

The male rabbit's feet flutter,
The eyes of the female rabbit are blurred.

Wooden table.

The Tai'a sword and Qiushuang sword were stacked together, and the two swords also trembled slightly, each with its own spirit.

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　Chapter 300, I worked so hard.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)