Kryptonian cultivation, invincibility starts from opening the Demon Suppression Tower

Shen Lang cupped his fists and said, "I will obey the master's order."

Long Aotian also said: "Disciple, obey the order."

The head of Yunhou nodded slightly, looked at the many disciples, and then said: "The way of martial arts lies in cultivating one's character and cultivating one's nature, rather than fighting for strength. You should understand the profound meaning and devote yourself to practice in the future to bring glory to the sect."

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!"

Later, the head of Tianshan gave Shen Lang some guidance, pointed out his shortcomings in battle one by one, and imparted some training experiences and techniques.

Shen Lang listened carefully, nodded frequently, and his eyes were full of gratitude.

After the master finished speaking, Shen Lang bowed deeply and said, "Thank you very much, master, for your teaching. I will definitely keep it in my heart."

Shen Lang was taught and prepared to leave, but the leader stopped him and asked with gentle eyes: "Shen Lang, do you have the heart to come back? If you come back, you will have a seat as the peak master."

Shen Lang was slightly startled, then firmly refused: "Shen Lang appreciates the great love of the master. But Shen Lang is not here. He just wants to go out alone and pursue a higher realm of swordsmanship."

The leader sighed softly: "It doesn't matter, everyone has their own ambitions. I hope you can achieve success in the way of swordsmanship in the future."

After saying that, Shen Lang turned around and left with firm steps, his figure gradually moving away.

After Long Aotian lost this competition, he was frustrated and his pride was shattered.

He returned to the room alone and sat on the couch. The scene of the competition kept replaying in his mind, and the unwillingness and anger in his heart burned like fire.

This strong negative emotion almost made him go crazy, with his spiritual energy flowing wildly in his body and his breath disordered.

The leader noticed something strange about Long Aotian in time and rushed over quickly.

He used his profound skills and injected a soft light into Long Aotian's body to help him calm down his chaotic spiritual power. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Aotian, wake up!"

With the help of the leader, Long Aotian gradually came to his senses, but his eyes were still full of unwillingness and confusion.

The leader looked at him and said earnestly: "Aotian, victory and defeat are normal things. Don't mess up your mind because of this. You need to go to the enlightenment forest to cultivate your mind and calm yourself."

Long Aotian gritted his teeth and said stubbornly: "Master, I am not willing to give in. I want to avenge my shame!"

The leader frowned slightly and said: "You are restless at this time. If you don't practice quietly, how can you achieve greater achievements in the future? Go and go to the Enlightenment Forest to reflect."

Long Aotian clenched his fists. Although he was full of reluctance, he still obeyed the leader's order and left with full of unwillingness.

At this time, Shen Lang had already stepped out of the Tianshan Sect.

His steps are firm, his posture is straight, his hair is fluttering in the breeze, and he is about to embark on a new journey full of unknowns.

Tuoba Moyu hurriedly caught up with Shen Lang, only to see her eyebrows furrowed and her face full of concern.

She carefully took out a bottle of precious recovery elixir from her arms, handed it to Shen Lang with both hands, and said: "Shen Lang, this is the recovery elixir, take it. This elixir is made of thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and rare spiritual herbs. Refined, it will definitely have a miraculous effect on your injury recovery.”

Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, then refused with a smile: "Mo Yu, I appreciate your kindness, but this elixir is too precious and I cannot accept it. My injury can be recovered in a few days, so there is no need to waste such treasures. ”

However, Tuoba Moyu insisted on pushing the elixir into Shen Lang's hand, and said angrily: "Don't shirk it. Let's get to know each other. If you don't accept this little thought, do you think you don't regard me as a friend?"

Shen Lang reluctantly took the elixir and said gratefully: "Mo Yu, I won't refuse anymore. Thank you for your concern."

Only then did Tuoba Moyu smile, and then asked: "By the way, Shen Lang, where are you going next?"

Shen Lang looked at the rolling mountains in the distance and told him that he was going to compete in the competition with eight other sects.

When Tuoba Moyu heard this, a flash of determination flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he said eagerly: "Shen Lang, I want to be with you. This journey must be full of excitement and challenges, and I don't want to miss it."

Shen Lang frowned slightly, his eyes full of worry, and said softly: "Mo Yu, this trip is extremely dangerous. Each of these eight sects has extraordinary strength, and the battles among them are even more treacherous. I'm afraid it will involve you. , putting you in unpredictable dangers.”

Tuoba Moyu clasped his hands on his chest, raised his chin, and said confidently: "Shen Lang, don't underestimate me. You will protect me, right? And I'm not powerless. You are a weak woman, I have practiced hard over the years and have made a lot of progress. Maybe I can help you at a critical moment."

Seeing her stubborn and expectant look, Shen Lang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Okay, then you will go with me. But along the way, you must listen to my arrangements and not be impulsive or reckless. Act. Otherwise, I would rather send you back to Tianshan Sect."

Tuoba Moyu nodded excitedly, like a cheerful bird, and said: "Don't worry, Shen Lang, I will listen to you."

Shen Lang looked at her with a smile and said, "Okay, let's set off immediately."

Tuoba Moyu sent a message to his master, explaining his decision to leave with Shen Lang and go to the Blood Sword Sect.

There was a hint of determination and expectation in her voice, "Master, my apprentice has decided to go to the Blood Sword Sect with Shen Lang. My apprentice wants to gain knowledge and improve his cultivation through this experience."

After the master received the news, although he was a little worried, he did not stop him.

He knew very well that Tuoba Moyu's temperament would not be easily changed once he made a decision, and this was also the only way for his disciple to grow up.

The master thought for a moment, then sent a voice message back: "Mo Yu, I know your determination. Be careful on this trip and don't act rashly."

The two then set out on the road to the Blood Sword Sect.

Along the way, there were green mountains and clear waters, and the breeze was blowing on their faces, but it couldn't make them relax.

On the way, they accidentally met people from other sects.

The only way to the Blood Sword Sect is through a big forest.

This forest is vast and quiet, with towering ancient trees and lush branches and leaves intertwined, almost completely blocking the sunlight, with only a few fragmented rays of light shining on the ground through the gaps between the leaves.

There was a mysterious atmosphere in the forest, and it was quiet and silent all around, with only the sound of their footsteps and the occasional bird calls.

The two walked forward cautiously, vigilantly observing the movements around them.

Tuoba Mo Yu followed Shen Lang closely, holding his sword tightly in his hand.

Shen Lang, relying on his keen intuition, paid attention to every blade of grass and tree around him.

They shuttled through the forest, and the dead branches and leaves under their feet made a slight "crunching" sound.

As they walked, a clear stream suddenly appeared in front of them. The stream was gurgling and rippling.

Shen Lang squatted down, scooped up some stream water with his hands, tasted it, and after confirming that it was non-toxic, he asked Tuoba Moyu to rest for a while and replenish water.