Tang Lang looked at the lovely and respectable old man in front of him, in order to protect himself, he devoted his whole life to it, and at the last moment of his life, he was still planning for his future, and said in a choked voice: "Grandpa, is there no other way for your body? I haven't had time to fulfill my filial piety, I can't ...... I can't live without Grandpa!"

Tang Lang finally couldn't help the grief in his heart, and cried silently, but was stopped by Gu Yuxia: "Little Tang Lang, grandpa is already a candle in the wind, and he is very relieved to see you growing up rapidly." I've also figured it out over the years, those past grudges have long been downplayed, as long as you can live peacefully, it's better than anything else. Even if I see the emperor under Jiuquan, I guess I won't be scolded by him, I'm tired, I should take a rest!"

After explaining the last concern in his heart, Gu Yuxia's heart was open, and he became peaceful and generous, and he no longer had the slightest momentum of the curse, just a kind old man next door.

Tang Lang carefully helped Gu Yuxia back to the room, watched the old man fall asleep, quietly withdrew from the room, returned to his room, and constantly checked the various classics stored in the system, but never found anything.

After all, Gu Yuxia's situation is not the end of his life, but the injury has been delayed for more than ten years, and the blood, meridians, and organs have all reached the point of running out of oil and drying up, even if there is a way to alleviate it, it is not something that Tang Lang can do at this stage.

Thinking about his grandfather, Tang Lang was already sleepy, and he only felt bored in his heart, so he walked out of the door and wandered aimlessly in the empty campus, and walked back to his dormitory due to inertia.

Seeing that the dormitory was still lit, Tang Lang couldn't help but walk in to check, and heard that Jiang Dali's father and son were not sleeping peacefully, but were telling what happened during the days when they were separated from each other, and didn't want to disturb their father and son to catch up, Tang Lang hurriedly left.

Remembering that he had no chance to visit Shen Zilan due to various delays during the day, Tang Lang turned around and walked in the direction of the medical room, where Shen Zilan's dormitory was nearby. Although it was already the second half of the night, Tang Lang still wanted to take a look near her dormitory.

Not long after, Tang Lang was already standing not far from Shen Zilan's dormitory, staring at the darkness opposite, laughing, and about to leave, but suddenly saw a light on her dormitory, and a shadow was projected on the curtain.

Tang Lang didn't dare to make any sound, and stood quietly in place, only to see Shen Zilan holding a comb in her hand, constantly combing her hair, her body trembled slightly while combing, as if she was sobbing gently, and finally threw the comb aside, and the whole person was crying silently.

"Zilan, what's wrong with you, why are you so sad!" Tang Lang couldn't bear to cry so bitterly, so he hurriedly walked to the window of the other party's dormitory and asked softly.

"Ahh......h Tang Lang?"

"Of course it's me, I've just passed by outside and heard crying in your room!" Tang Lang didn't dare to admit that he had been watching outside the window for a long time, lying that he was just passing by.

After being silent for a long time, Shen Zilan opened the window, through the light, she could still see the red and swollen corners of the other party's eyes, Tang Lang reached out to wipe the tears off her cheeks, and asked softly: "Zilan, did I make you worry that I would make you sad like this?"

Shen Zilan shook her head desperately to deny it, but tears

Falling drop by drop, Tang Lang hurriedly jumped into the room from the window, gently hugged her in his arms, and kept stroking the other party's hair: "Don't cry, don't cry, Zilan don't cry!"

After a while, Shen Zilan finally stopped her tears, lay on Tang Lang's shoulder, and asked with hazy teary eyes: "Am I useless, just causing trouble for you?"

"Where are the words!Last time I was in the Moting Jungle, if it wasn't for Zilan's action, I might not have been able to come back, but you are my big savior!" Tang Lang kissed the tip of the other party's nose gently, and Shen Zilan suddenly blushed most of her face.

"But I asked you and Director Xun to take care of all kinds of things, and I also had to exchange spirit grass for the Spirit Plant Association, and returned to Canglei from the Imperial City, and I ...... The way I look now......" Shen Zilan couldn't help but cry again.

Tianqing women have always regarded green silk as beauty, but now Shen Zilan is full of white hair, and the whole person has become silent because of this, and even moved the idea of leaving Tang Lang, not wanting the other party to see her ugly appearance, but she can't make such a determination, so she tosses and turns, and cries bitterly.

But Tang Lang crossed over, and he had never seen any strange hair colors in some film and television works, and white was even an extremely popular hair color, so he didn't have any prejudice against Shen Zilan, and patiently explained: "Zilan, I think the long white hair looks good! Besides, your white hair is because of me, and I won't dislike it, you must not worry about it, or I will dye my hair white to accompany you, this is called the same style as a couple!"

With Tang Lang's kind words and persuasion, Shen Zilan's heart finally settled down, but when she heard him say that she would also dye her hair white, she suddenly burst into tears and laughed: "Where someone dyes their hair white, it's nonsense!"

"Who said no! We are there, ah no! I heard that there are people in the Zhongcang Continent who specialize in dyeing their hair white, so that they look like peerless masters, and their cultivation will be a little higher!" Tang Lang almost said that he had leaked, and quickly changed his words and changed his location to the distant Zhongcang Continent.

"I really can't understand you! One moment flamboyant, the other moment very serious, no wonder ......" Shen Zilan was halfway through speaking, suddenly remembered something, and stopped talking.

"What's the wonder?" Tang Lang asked.

Shen Zilan pondered again and again before finally saying, "No wonder Filipino and I both have a heart on you." Why didn't Filipino come back with you this time?"

Tang Lang then remembered that the other party didn't know Zhao Feiyu's true identity, and talked about Zhao Feiyu as the princess of the kingdom and the entire academy competition.

"Huh! Filipino turned out to be a princess, I'm just a little doctor, how can I compete with the princess for Tang Lang, but I really can't do without him, what should I do?" Shen Zilan couldn't help but feel a little self-pity, and the corners of her eyes became rosy again.

"Well, why are you unhappy again?" Tang Lang quickly stopped and asked with concern.

Shen Zilan shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I guess I'm a little tired, the corners of my eyes are sour!"

Tang Lang then remembered that it was already midnight, so he hurriedly asked Shen Zilan to lie down and rest, and made an appointment to meet tomorrow, before he rolled out of the window and returned to his residence with a smoke.

Ever since he had been promoted to a martial artist and a spell during the competition, Tang Lang had felt like his body had endless energy, and he wouldn't feel sleepy even if he didn't sleep

Suddenly, after forcibly opening the power of the bloodline, in addition to the sequelae it brings, the whole person is even more energetic, and he can recover his energetic state after a moment of silence.

Thinking of the continuous improvement and mastery of his martial arts, as well as the true use of the power of the bloodline described by Gu Yuxia, Tang Lang sank his mind into the system and discussed it carefully.

"System, in terms of completeness, how far have my current Cang Demon Fury Slash, Thunder Dragon Palm, and Cang Thunder Explosion reached?"

The system has collected a lot of classics, which have a very detailed description of the mastery of martial arts and spells, and immediately gave Tang Lang the answer: "First of all, according to the classics left by the first dean Xi Xingjian, your current Thunder Dragon Palm has entered the Dacheng, and compared with the original martial arts, it has become a faction of its own, and the Cang Demon Fury Slash has not received a new understanding, at most it can only be regarded as proficient, and there should be a big gap from Dacheng." And the Thunder Boom Sky Explosion itself is an incomplete martial art, even if it was reversed through the Thunder Dragon Palm last time, it was only perfected to about fifty percent. ”

Tang Lang tried hard to recall the last time he used the Thunder Blast, and he always felt that there was a trace of resonance between him and the thunder beast formed by the martial arts: "Could this be the true mystery of Dean Xi's martial arts?" Although there was such a fluke mentality, he knew more clearly that everyone's feelings about martial arts would be very different, especially the ultimate martial arts such as the Thunder Blast.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, it's easy to use now, and the power is several times stronger than before, and the load on the body is also within a bearable range. Tang Lang was not overly demanding of the original appearance of martial arts, but felt that doing what he wanted was more in line with his state of mind.

"Then you can call up the whole process of activating the power of the bloodline at that time, and every link must not be missed! The big war is coming, if I can truly master the power of the bloodline, even against a spell master like the teacher, I have the ability to resist!"

The system has always responded to Tang Lang's needs, and two pictures immediately appeared in the light curtain, one is the changes around Tang Lang as the center seen from the outside, and the other is the entire bloodline operation state at that time from the inside, and the comparison bit by bit really made him find a lot of problems.

"Look at this, spiritual power should not pour in from around the body, but should focus on the location of the mind, heart and dantian, these three places are the most concentrated places of spiritual power and bloodline, and the intersection here can not only avoid the waste of spiritual power, but also reduce the load on the body!"

"Master, I remember that the master's grandfather once mentioned that the key is to polish the martial arts to the level of "subtlety", and to know everything about the investment and changes of every point of spiritual power, and the master was not in a good state at the time, and the main purpose of using the thunder dragon palm was also to attack the opponent, and did not push the martial arts to the extreme, let alone control at the level of "subtlety". ”

The more he discussed, the more scared Tang Lang became, and he knew how lucky he was that night, as long as he deviated a little, he might be seriously injured by the violent spiritual power, even if he didn't die, it was estimated that his foundation would be completely ruined.

But fear did not hold him back, but as the analysis and discussion became more and more thorough, Tang Lang had a lingering idea of wanting to try: "Anyway, there is nothing to do now, why don't you try it again?"