Mo Xiaoniang seemed to have grown up overnight, no longer had the same young ladylike manner as before. She was very quiet, making people feel that the other party had taken everything to talk about, but she felt like she was finding her true self.
She sat by Lan Feng all night. The two of them had no common topics. They were just idle or worried. They just wanted to sit next to them alone, not say anything, but just made themselves feel less lonely.
After the sky became gray and bright, the two of them stood up, looked at each other, and said nothing, then looked back and walked towards the dormitory area of Zhenlong Courtyard.
Many students from the upper school walked out in the morning and had to go to various places to practice, or go to the barren mountains outside the courtyard and kill monsters, seize the demon pill and take them back to the school for spiritual stones and other objects to practice.
Some of them were directly transmitted to the lower courtyard through the teleportation point. These days, the students who started the blood test in the colleges and universities were clearly ordered not to leave the upper courtyard. They were depressed and became sick when they were depressed. After this ban passed, some of them hurriedly walked towards the teleportation point.
Lanfeng walked in the school with his tired body, which quickly attracted countless people's eyes. Everyone was whispering something. Lanfeng just looked up and then looked down and walked towards the dormitory area of the Zhenlong Courtyard.
Mo Xiaoniang walked behind silently, walking quietly, until everyone said something that had nothing to do with her.
"I've inquired. The little thief Lanfeng didn't come back a day last night. He must have been fooling around somewhere. The male student's dormitory area left a separate dormitory for him." Not far away, she heard the hateful words of Zheng Kexiang. She followed Yun Xin, Lan Yufeng Seven women and walked towards the path, and happened to be in the same line with Lanfeng.
"Ah, little thief. Whatever you look at, I will say something bad about you." Zheng Ke thought of looking back, and saw Lan Feng standing behind him at some point. He was shocked and said with confidence, "Isn't you afraid of others saying it?"
"Xiao Lanfeng, let's report to the school soon, let's go together." Lan Yufeng said softly. She could feel Lanfeng's tired expression on her face. This sister couldn't bear it.
Lan Feng whispered softly, "No, I'm very tired, so I want to have a good rest. You guys." As he said that, he ignored what the women said and walked forward with heavy steps.
"I deserve it..." Zheng Ke wanted to stick out his tongue and make a face at Lan Feng, then look back and see Mo Xiaoniang, so he put his arms around Mo Xiaoniang's jade arm and said, "Sister Xiaoniang, don't follow this bad guy, you will be led to the destruction."
The boys' dormitory area of the True Dragon Courtyard is located in a dragon-shaped mountain on the east side. There are icons that lead to the way, and even to the door of Lan Feng's dormitory. These are obviously specially made by Lan Yufeng yesterday to facilitate Lan Feng's return.
The dormitory was actually a room dug into the mountains like a cave. After Lan Feng stepped into the cave, he waved his hand back and the entrance of the cave was closed.
Some students showed their heads next to some small trees and huge rocks not far away, staring at the cave. Lan Feng said yesterday that he was at Wangsi Cliff, and they all knew about it.
Or, after the fuss yesterday, Lan Feng's name spread from one person to another, spread throughout the colleges and universities, and everyone knew that there was such a domineering freshman.
There was a faint halo in the cave. When people walked into it, they felt like they had stepped into a blessing in the cave, entangled in a fairyland.
Lan Feng glanced at the cave casually, and he had no sleepiness at all, or whether he could sleep at this level of cultivation was no longer a problem.
With a hint of fatigue, he stepped onto the innermost step of the cave and sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and then slowly closed his eyes, and entered an ethereal state of cultivation.
In his ethereal state, the nine small circumferences in his body were running in a large circumference, and a trace of gray light appeared around him.
After the blood pool in his body turned around in a desperate situation of the God-Cultivation Practice, he sank on the ground with a look of reluctance, not daring to make any small moves, and was as obedient as a child.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Lan Feng's closed eyes frowned and opened, and his big hand flipped like a mechanical one, and a wooden box appeared on his big hand out of thin air.
It was a wooden box that he had never opened in the four mysterious wooden boxes he got in the Xianshan Taoist Sect. He didn't know why he took out this wooden box instead of other wooden boxes.
This was a completely feeling. When he was operating the God-Cultivating Technique to a certain extent, he unconsciously took out this wooden box.
Holding the wooden box in his hand, Lan Feng let out a light breath, a seal on the box illuminated golden light, and afterwards, the lid slowly opened automatically, and what exposed Lan Feng's eyes was a bamboo slip.
Lan Feng's eyes were fixed, and his spiritual thoughts surged out, and he rushed into the bamboo slips. What reflected in his mind were the words "I am the only one in the eight wilderness and nine realms"
This ancient martial arts from ancient times passed down from ancient times have a domineering spirit between the lines. Lan Feng read it in his mind, and the ancient powerful man looked down at the heroes with his sword in the world.
There are not many words in the martial arts, just hundreds of words, but the other secrets are endless. What mentality means? Lan Feng was completely attracted by the secrets of the martial arts on the bamboo slips, and sat cross-legged and read them slowly.
Before he knew it, he began to practice according to the method of the eight desolate and nine realms, and a wild aura began to move inside it, and then a wild aura was around him.
This aura is somewhat similar to the wild aura of Lan Yufeng, but this wild aura is more vast and grand than the wild aura of Lan Yufeng.
When the eight wilderness and nine realms in Lan Feng's body practiced to a certain level, the gray light suddenly lit up around him, and then two rays of light flew out from his eyebrows, revealing two golden and blue swords.
The two swords of Jinlan paused around Lan Feng and slowly rotated around him. The other wild auras echoed the inside and outside, and the only one in the eight wilderness realms was spinning faster.
Suddenly, the silent and quiet cultivation god judging opened his half-sleeping eyes in his sleep, staring at the vast little dragon transformed from the ancient aura above, and suddenly became energetic.
The halo of the dantian began to rotate, and pounced towards the vast little dragon, covering the entire little dragon. At this time, the two golden and blue swords outside Lan Feng's body became fierce and trembling, as if they had encountered some great enemy. The sword body emitted an ancient atmosphere and rushed into Lan Feng's body.
Lan Feng's body shook violently and trembled violently. Sweat and tears appeared on his forehead, flowing from below, dyeing his clothes wet.
His face instantly turned into various colors, sometimes black, sometimes white, sometimes purple, sometimes blue, and his whole body seemed to be about to crack, and his body was silently stained with blood, and after a moment, it was covered in blood.
The two supreme emperors in the body felt that they were shrouded in an invisible force, caught, locked up in a gray cage, isolated from Lan Feng.
This feeling has never been felt since they existed in Lan Feng's body. They all felt the danger coming, and people became anxious.
"Oh, Jianzi is greedy and shouldn't let him practice that ancient martial art." The old man who did good deeds sighed, looking as if he was disappointed.
The old man in the heart snorted. From the side, he intended to let Lan Feng practice the only one of the eight desolates and nine realms. If something happened, he would not dare to say anything more.