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Chapter 35 How can it be considered stealing when it comes to scholars?
Slept the whole day.

At night, Ning Lang, who was full of energy, was about to go out to take a breath. As soon as he stepped out of the door, Gan Tang chased after him.

"Master, where are you going?"

Ning Lang stood with his hands on his back, looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and said, "Go out for a breath for the teacher, come back soon, the Fairy Gate Conference will start soon, you are still one step away from leaving the high-ranking River Realm, go back to your room to practice, don't follow I."

Gan Tang took Ning Lang's arm and swayed it coquettishly, "No, it's too boring to cultivate, I don't want to sit in the room anymore."

Ning Lang turned his head, patted her head lightly and said, "Be obedient, if you can advance to the second round of the Immortal Gate Conference, Master will be able to raise his eyebrows once."

Gan Tang looked at Ning Lang timidly with eyes that seemed to be covered with autumn water and said, "Then if I do it, Master promise me one thing, okay?"

"what's up?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll talk about it later."

Ning Lang thought for a while, nodded and said, "As long as it's not too much, it's fine."

"Okay, then I'll go back to practice now."

Gan Tang happily went to the house.

Ning Lang shook his head and smiled, and walked out of the yard.

The moon star is thin, and the black dragonfly flies south.

Zhengyang Palace may be too quiet at night because of the strict rules.

The sound of frogs, birds, and the wind blowing leaves lingered around, making the night even more quiet.

Ning Lang wandered aimlessly in the Zhengyang Palace, humming a tune, vaguely saying a few words, as if singing something about the peach leaves, and the willow leaves cover the sky...

After wandering for half an hour, Ning Lang didn't know where he went.

But the yard in front of me is much better decorated.

"Could it be that this Zhengyang Palace still engages in discriminatory treatment?"

Seeing that the courtyard door was open, Ning Lang stood at the door with curiosity and glanced inside.

The yard was empty, except for the five dummies in the middle that were made of unknown materials, nothing special.

"what is that?"

Seeing that there seemed to be something stuck behind the dummy, Ning Lang walked in involuntarily and looked at the symbols on the yellow paper. Only then did Ning Lang realize that it was a spell. Weapons, write all kinds of spells on the talisman paper, as long as the aura is poured into it, the talisman will play its due effect.

After looking at it for a long time, Ning Lang couldn't see what kind of talisman it was, so he tentatively pulled out a ray of spiritual energy and led it to the talisman paper.

What would you expect...

The aura had just been injected, and the five dummies in the yard moved like real people.

"This is!"

Before Ning Lang could react, five dummies surrounded him from all directions, some clenched their fists, some stood their palms, some raised their fingers, and there were two more, one with a wooden sword and one with a wooden knife. Their speed is extremely fast, no less than the speed of the peak of Qi Refining Realm, and the five dummies together can even exert the strength of the middle grade of Kaihe Realm.

"Good stuff!"

Ning Lang used his movement to avoid, and released his consciousness to observe the movement around him.

"Well, there's no one around. If these dummies are taken back, it would be great for Jiang Chen, Gan Tang, and Ke Ran to practice their exercises. But this should be considered stealing, right? No, I'm not good either. He is also a person who has enjoyed nine years of compulsory education, so how can a scholar’s ​​affairs be considered stealing? Besides, Zhengyang Palace has a lot of wealth, so it is useless to put such a good thing in the courtyard, and it is a waste to put it here…”

Shameful waste, shameful waste.

Ning Lang retracted his mind, his hands suddenly exerted force, and the majestic spiritual energy spurted out instantly. Ning Lang pressed his hands on the top of the two dummies' heads, and his mind moved!
The storage ring worn on the finger showed a dazzling flash.

The two dummies in the yard disappeared.

Ning Lang was shocked: "It can even be stuffed, you're a bully."

It took more than ten breaths of time to put the remaining three dummies into the storage ring. Ning Lang immediately hid his breath, walked outside the courtyard, and closed the courtyard door.

After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the leaves do not stick to the body.

Ning Lang quickly disappeared into the night.

……

Ye Han left from Zhengyang Hall and walked all the way to where he lived.

He is the holy son of Zhengyang Palace. According to the rules, there should be many maids around him to serve him, but Ye Han likes quietness, or does not want to associate with those who are generally talented, so he has always been alone. where no idlers exist.

Although it is not a forbidden place, other people in Zhengyang Palace generally do not go to the place where the Holy Son lives.

Go to the gate of the yard.

Ye Han stared at the closed door with a pair of black eyes.

When I left, it was obviously not closed, why now...

Is it the wind?

Ye Han stretched out his hand and pushed open the closed courtyard door. A gust of wind picked up, and leaves fell all over the courtyard. Ye Han frowned as he looked at the empty courtyard.

Where's my puppet?

Was stolen by other disciples?impossible!In Zhengyang Palace, except for the palace master, no one dares to touch my things!
Who would that be?

Zhengyang Palace has been visited by many outsiders in recent days. Could it be...

Ye Han's fists clenched suddenly, and all of a sudden, dust filled the sky.

……

late at night.

"Master, when did you come back?"

"Back early."

Gan Tang immediately got up, pulled Ning Lang who was sitting beside the bed, and whispered in his ear, "Master, I broke through."

At the same time as he spoke, the hot air that came out of his mouth blew around Ning Lang's ears, making him feel itchy and numb all over his body.

Ning Lang smiled and said, "Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"Yes, in this way, both you and Jiang Chen will have a chance to enter the second round of the Xianmen Conference. It's getting late, you should rest early."

"Master isn't sleeping?"

Gan Tang took off her clothes while she was cultivating. She was sitting next to Ning Lang. The fragrance of a girl's body radiated from her body, which made Ning Lang's heart beat faster involuntarily.

[Detected that a certain part of the host is currently abnormally active. 】

[Friendly reminder: Women will only affect the speed at which the master draws his sword. 】

again!

Ning Lang stood up straight and said solemnly: "You go to sleep first, Master has to go to practice swords."

After saying that, Ning Lang walked out of the room with his legs between his legs without revealing a trace.

Gan Tang looked at Ning Lang's back with a face full of resentment

He muttered in his mouth: "Mingming is...why can I hold back..."

yard.

Ning Lang pulled out the Tai A sword and practiced the Tai Yi Qingshui sword technique over and over again. Even though he didn't have any spiritual energy, the movement of the sword was dazzling and dizzying.

In the side room, Gao Qianshou stood at the window, his body seemed to be filled with lead, motionless, the expression on his face changed from curiosity at first to surprise, and finally to shock.

"Ning Lang actually... actually practiced swordsmanship to the point of perfection."

"hiss."

Gao Qianshou swallowed saliva subconsciously, and thoughts came to his mind...

Could it be that when he was in the Haoqi Sect, he also practiced swordsmanship in the middle of the night every day?
In the past ten years, was it really all fake?
This…

how can that be!

However, if it wasn't like this, how could it be possible to practice swordsmanship to the point of perfection in just one year!

Gao Qianshou already believed in his heart.

But he couldn't believe it.

If Ning Lang really had a palace that had endured for ten years, then he would be too terrifying.

The 28-year-old Guanhaijing has top-grade strength.

Can endure ten years of scheming.

Gee.

Gao Qianshou felt a chill on his back.

……

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