Rumble!

A spear flew out, directly smashing a stone mountain to smithereens!

"It's done!" Yang Qian clapped his hands excitedly.

He had been cultivating the Hundred Variety Spear for half a day, and it was worthy of a ground-level martial art, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate. Yang Qian tried almost everything, but he still couldn't keep the spirit spear in its original state after it was released.

Yang Qian wondered.

I often use the light blade, and it also flies out of my hand, why can the light blade maintain its original state, but the spiritual power spear cannot?

After continuous exploration, Yang Qian finally discovered the problem.

The reason why the spiritual power spear cannot maintain its original state after being released is because the spiritual power spear is condensed with a large amount of spiritual power. After flying out, the spiritual power will dissipate quickly, so a large amount of spiritual power must be replenished to make the spiritual power spear last!

The light blade itself requires less spiritual power, and in the process of flying, the dissipation speed of spiritual power is also slow, and even if there is spiritual power consumption, the performance is not as obvious as that of the spiritual power spear.

So it's not easy to be noticed!

Once you've found the problem, it's a matter of how to fix it.

It was natural for Yang Qian to think of the recipe for the creation of all things.

I tried it with the mentality of giving it a try, but I didn't expect it to be successful!

The secret of the creation of all things is to release one's own spiritual power into the air, communicate and resonate with the aura in the air, so as to achieve the purpose of assimilating and absorbing the aura.

Yang Qian applied this principle to the Variety Gun, and naturally solved the problem of spiritual power dissipating too quickly and not having spiritual power replenished in time.

"Perfect!" Yang Qian glanced at the direct masterpiece.

After half a day of cultivation, the Hundred Variety Gun has been mastered.

And as his cultivation progressed, there were originally a lot of mountains and rocks around, but now they have been moved to the ground by the Hundred Variety Spear!

At this time, it is getting late, and the sun is setting!

The afterglow of the setting sun stretched Yang Qian's shadow on the ground, making him look a little lonely.

Yang Qian glanced at the sky, and his body disappeared in place.

Back at the residence, Yang Qian was about to open the door.

But at the moment when Yang Qian raised his palm, he suddenly noticed that there was a letter in the gap under the door of his room.

Yang Qian frowned slightly, sighed lightly, and squatted down to pick up the letter.

There was not a word on the envelope, so Yang Qian couldn't tell who the letter came from just from the envelope.

Quickly tear open the envelope and remove the stationery inside.

I saw only a few words written on the letterhead.

"See you in the Meditation Pavilion tonight!"

I don't know who wrote it.

"Who wants to see me? Why do you want to see you in the Child? Yang Qian was puzzled and confused.

The Meditation Pavilion is located in the Meditation Lake in the back mountain of the Liuyun Sect, which is a remote place.

Jingxin Lake is beautiful, quiet and peaceful, but because it is too remote, it is rarely visited.

What was the purpose of that person to make Yang Qian in such a remote place?

Yang Qian's heart swept over countless figures, but in the end, it was fixed on Du Lang.

"Is that him?" Yang Qian's face became gloomy.

Yang Qian didn't have a good impression of Du Lang.

And after the last turmoil, Du Lang will not have good intentions towards himself!

If it was indeed Du Lang who had made an appointment with him, then this meeting would probably be extremely dangerous!

However, Yang Qian still decided to go.

Because Yang Qian thinks that he can't avoid this person. Even if I don't see you this time, I'll definitely see you next time!

……

Late at night, sub-hour.

Yang Qian changed into a black outfit, disappeared in the night, and went to the Meditation Pavilion like a ghost!

The Pavilion is located in the middle of Lake Meditation.

There is a long corridor in the southeast, northwest, and northwest directions, which is connected to the meditation pavilion.

The level of the lake is as calm as a mirror!

The bright moon in the night sky is reflected in the lake, making this quiet lake even more tranquil and peaceful.

Yang Qian landed at the end of the corridor on the east side, and when he looked at it from a distance, he saw a figure standing in the meditation pavilion, standing with his back to Yang Qian.

Judging by that person's posture, it was Du Lang!

Sure enough, it was him!

Yang Qian's heart chuckled, but then he became extremely calm.

Not a hint of nervousness!

Take things as they come!

I don't know if Du Lang sensed Yang Qian's arrival, he didn't turn around, still turned his back to Yang Qian, and didn't speak.

Yang Qian snorted lightly, took a step, and slowly walked towards the Meditation Pavilion along the corridor.

Trample...... Trample...... Trample......

Yang Qian's footsteps sounded in the silent night.

The distance is just over 20 meters, but it seems that there will never be an end.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Qian felt that after a year or two, he finally stood behind Du Lang.

At the moment when Yang Qian stopped, Du Lang finally spoke.

"You're here." Du Lang didn't turn back, just looked at the mountains and forests hidden in the night in the distance.

He seemed to be talking to himself, and he was speaking to the air.

In short, it didn't seem like he was talking to Yang Qian.

Yang Qian looked at Du Lang's back, was silent for a long time, and said, "It's here." You're looking for me to come here, what's the matter? ”

"Nothing." Du Lang finally turned around and looked at Yang Qian, he was smiling, "Just like a friend, please drink." ”

With that, Durang walked to the center of the pavilion and sat down at the stone table.

Wine and food were already prepared on the stone table.

Wine and food.

"Sit." Du Lang invited Yang Qian to sit down.

Yang Qian was also not polite, and sat down directly opposite Du Lang.

Glancing at the wine and food, he said in his heart: "Hongmen banquet?" I'm going to see what the hell you're going to do! ”

Yang Qianfang sat down, and Du Lang enthusiastically poured wine for Yang Qian and poured himself another glass. Slowly put down the flask, raised the glass and said, "Dry this glass." ”

Yang Qian smiled slightly, raised his glass and clinked glasses, but the two of them drank it all!

After eating and drinking, and chatting, the atmosphere seemed a little more harmonious.

At this time, Du Langfang slowly cut to the point.

"You're a genius." Durang did not hesitate to praise himself.

However, Yang Qian listened to it, but he didn't take it seriously.

Du Lang himself is the pride of the sky, and he actually boasted about people, there is only one possibility, that is, he wants to win over Yang Qian to work for him.

"Senior Brother Du has won the prize, I'm just lucky." Yang Qian smiled slightly.

Du Lang pondered for a long time, and Fang continued: "Good luck, isn't it also part of talent? ”

After speaking, the two laughed at the same time.

After a burst of laughter, without waiting for Yang Qian to speak, Na Du Lang said again: "I appreciate your humility, so I am very willing to be friends with you, and of course I am more willing to work with you." ”

Friend? Work together?

It's just a euphemism for Yang Qian to be his follower.

Yang Qian snorted coldly in his heart, but his face was not shocked.

"We are brothers, naturally friends, and of course we will work together." Yang Qian pretended to be confused.

At this time, pretending to be confused is the best way to resolve it.

However, Du Lang couldn't hear what Yang Qian meant, and said, "I think you misunderstood what I meant. ”

"Isn't that what Senior Brother meant?" When Yang Qian can be confused, try to be confused.

Otherwise, this ball is really difficult to catch.

"Don't you think our relationship should be sublimated?" Du Lang said with a smile as he took a glass of wine.

When Yang Qian heard this, he almost spit out the wine and food he had eaten!

Sublimation?

Why does this sound weird?

It's especially like the confession words that a man says when he pursues a woman!