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Chapter 67 My name is Ning Lang... I am a responsible person.

"I haven't seen you for a year, and Elder Ning's swordsmanship has improved a lot."

"Where is it, it's just a fluke."

"The people haven't come here yet. We will have to wait a few more days for the Sword Questioning Conference. I'll let Elder Ning live in the sword furnace first."

"Sword stove?"

"Oh." Gao Yangming explained, "The place where we live in the Sword Gate of Xishu is called the Sword Furnace, which means smelting ourselves and forging our own swords."

"Wonderful."

After walking a few hundred steps, he came to a huge open space paved with slate, Gao Yangming beckoned to call a disciple of Xishu Jianmen, and instructed him: "This is Elder Ning of the Haoqi Sect, you bring him to find a disciple. The best sword furnace will stay and treat it with the honor of VIP."

The disciple held the sword in both hands and said yes.

Following the disciple to a secluded thatched hut, the disciple respectfully said, "Elder Ning, this is the place. If you have anything to do, just tell me."

"It's work."

The disciple resigned, and Ning Lang took Gan Tang into the thatched hut. Although it was not big, it was definitely not small. There were beds on the left and right sides. There is also a table next to the room for activities.

Ning Lang stretched his waist and said lazily, "After rushing for a few days, I want to have a good night's sleep for the teacher. We just arrived, and you still haven't gone out and wandered around."

"understood."

Ning Lang lay on the bed and fell asleep peacefully.

Gan Tang sat for a while, seeing that Ning Lang's breathing gradually became more regular, she stepped forward and stretched out her hand, after wiping Ning Lang's face offended, she muttered to herself: "Jade Pure Realm, It's going to be a long time."

……

at night.

The swordsmen at the gate of the sect have all dispersed.

The third elder, Liu Chen, walked alone into the night and walked to the willow tree in the daytime.

On the willow tree in the back, there are twelve willow leaves neatly tied to the trunk. The willow leaves have become very soft, but the part that pierces the trunk of the hand is two inches long. Liu Chen looked at it for a long time and asked himself. It was impossible to do this, he closed his eyes, and recalled Ning Lang's actions during the day over and over again in his mind.

How could he be so casual?

How did he do it?

The willow leaf is the sword, and the wind is blowing, how did he ensure that the twelve willow leaves can pass through the small hole of the copper coin, and the copper coin will not be damaged?
Liu Chen frowned more and more tightly.

Sudden.

"Don't look, you can't do it." An indifferent voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Liu Chen trembled subconsciously.

Liu Chen turned around, and after seeing the man's appearance, he respectfully bowed his hands to the man who looked younger than him, but was a generation higher than him: "Little Martial Uncle, did you see that too?"

The person who came was the sword idiot of Xishu Jianmen.

Sect Master Xie Anxie's Junior Brother.

It is also the sword cultivator Lu Qingxuan who is most likely to ascend to the sword gate of Xishu.

"Yes, got it."

Liu Chen asked tentatively, "Can the little uncle do it?"

"Yes, not only me, Dongfanglai and Qiuyuebai can."

Liu Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "How does Shishu think of his kendo cultivation?"

"I can't see it, I'll find out after looking at it."

Can't even the little uncle see through it... Liu Chen asked again, "Does the little uncle think that Elder Wang and Elder Hua can beat him?"

"No."

"No... can't?"

"Well, there is no chance of winning."

"Tsk!" Liu Chen was shocked.

Wouldn't that mean that in this sword-asking conference, Xishu Jianmen has another opponent competing for sword armor?

Liu Chen suddenly raised his head.

Lu Qingxuan had disappeared into the night.

……

Sleep until dawn the next day.

Seeing Gan Tang obediently lying on the other bed, Ning Lang walked forward slowly, put the half-slipped quilt over her again, then closed the door, wandering around the sect of the Sword Gate in Xishu. up.

The surrounding environment of Xishu Jianmen is not comparable to Zhengyang Palace, or even Haoqizong.

There are at least a few small county towns dozens of miles below Haoqizong Mountain, and Xishu Jianmen is located in a Gobi stall, not to mention dozens of miles in radius, even hundreds of miles are rarely populated.

Ning Lang walked more than a hundred steps when he heard the sound of shouts in his ears. This was not the voice of one person, but the voice of at least a hundred people together.

Ning Lang heard the sound and left.

On the huge square where we parted from Gao Yangming yesterday, there were almost 1000 disciples of Xishu Sword Sect, standing together, practicing the same sword technique.

Loud.

Dazzled.

The impact to the naked eye is really strong.

Ning Lang stood aside with great interest and watched.

The disciples didn't stop until Li Qing, who was the leader at the front, stopped moving.

"Elder Ning." As soon as Li Qing saw that Ning Lang really came to Xishu Jianmen, he stepped forward and gave him a sword hug from Xishu Jianmen.

Ning Lang nodded and smiled: "I haven't seen you for more than a year, and your strength has risen a lot. If you meet Zhang Han of Chaoyin Sect again at this time, you should definitely beat him."

Li Qingyi said honestly: "Last time, I was too reckless. If I fight again later, I should not lose."

"Indeed."

Li Qingyi asked, "Didn't Elder Ning bring Jiang Chen here?"

"He's going to hit the top grade of the cave house recently."

"So fast?"

After Li Qingyi sighed, he asked tentatively: "Elder Ning, dare I ask if I can fight with Jiang Chen now, can I last for fifty moves?"

Ning Lang smiled and said, "If I say no, will it affect your mood?"

Li Qing was speechless for a while.

Ning Lang comforted: "Don't worry about other people, there are a lot of latecomers, take your time."

"Ah."

Li Qingyi was about to answer.

Suddenly, seven or eight Jianmen disciples ran towards this side like crazy, shouting excitedly: "Quick, quick, stand up, the female sword fairy Qiuyuebai is here."

Thousands of disciples immediately stood up from the ground.

Ning Lang looked up at the sky.

A woman in purple came riding a sword.

Ning Lang smiled and murmured: "It's not in vain, old guy, your beard is saved."

Qiuyuebai landed in front of the square, standing still at a distance of only ten feet from Ning Lang. Ning Lang smiled and looked at her. She looked at Ning Lang with her brows fixed, looking at each other.

She stood indifferently in the same place, her calm and indifferent pretty face did not change at all because of everyone's attention.

Her cold temperament is like a clear lotus.

With a perfect facial contour, skin like nephrite jade, and eyebrows like a mountain in the distance, there is a natural aura that can be seen from a distance but not obscene.

Ning Lang appeared again with a system prompt.

[Women will affect the speed at which the master draws his sword. 】

I know.

But Sister Yu won't, and neither can Loli.

She slightly parted her lips and asked, "Are you the sword idiot Lu Qingxuan?"

As soon as she came to the sky above Jianmen Square, she noticed the existence of Ning Lang. Although he did not reveal his cultivation, Qiuyuebai had been practicing swords for many years and could feel it just by intuition.

She had seen Dongfang Lai, so she naturally thought that Ning Lang was Lu Qingxuan, the sword idiot of Xishu Jianmen.

Ning Lang didn't answer her question, he patted Li Qingyi on the shoulder and asked with a smile, "Is that handsome swordsman from your Xishu Jianmen, am I handsome?"

Li Qing shook his head in embarrassment.

After Ning Lang clapped his hands and laughed for a while, he said to Qiu Yuebai, who frowned, "Girl, remember, my name is Ning Lang... I am a responsible person."

The audience was shocked.

Silent for a long time.

……

　ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)