Following behind Pang Shan, a moment later came to a mountain stream.

In front is a small lake, with cliffs on the left and a dense forest on the right.

The water and sky are like a paradise.

Behind is a small bamboo house, next to some bamboo forests, swaying with the wind to make a rattling sound.

"It's satisfying here!"

Pang Shan said softly.

'Satisfied!'

Ning is weak, this place is very quiet and suitable for cultivation.

"This is the place where our Hanging Mountain Sect Master once cultivated, ordinary disciples are not qualified to live here, I am very optimistic about you, I hope you will enter the inner gate as soon as possible!"

Pang Shan said quietly: "Work hard!"

"No problem, I'll definitely enter the inner door in three months!"

Ning Que said with a smile.

This means that he must condense his blood strength into thirty-two blood strengths within three months, and break through to the bone refining realm, and he must also pass the inner gate assessment.

Time was tight, but he had absolute confidence.

Pang Shan nodded, he didn't doubt it: "Okay, I'll go first, the costumes and the basic martial arts rules of the Hanging Mountain are all in the room, read carefully!"

"Understood!"

Ning Que said.

"I still have something to go first, and you can find me in any trouble later!"

Pang Shan glanced at Ning Que and then strode away.

Ning Que and Lin Xue walked into the bamboo house, which was very neat and clean, with complete daily necessities, exuding the unique fragrance of bamboo.

There were two sets of white clothes on the bed, one in a men's martial arts coat and the other in a women's skirt.

In addition to this, there is a thick booklet on the bed.

Ning Que picked it up and opened it, and all the rules recorded in it were the rules of the Hanging Mountain.

The outer disciples were the disciples with the lowest status in the Hanging Mountain, and there were many disciples who could not enter, or even enjoy the cultivation resources of the Hanging Mountain.

So.

The outer disciples have only one goal in their hearts, and that is to become an inner disciple.

At this time, Lin Xue was already tidying up the house, and for her, this was a new home, and it had to be well decorated.

Then it's time to go to the stove and start cooking.

Ning Que was sitting cross-legged by the lake and cultivating, and the soul-destroying true qi in his body was flowing rapidly like a black snake, surging and majestic, exuding an aura of destruction.

It's getting closer and closer to the fourth floor.

The breakthrough is the time to advance to the bone refining realm.

Then there is the condensation of blood strength.

Twenty-three blood strands were like spider webs intertwined in the body, making a crackling sound.

The majestic blood gas kept spilling out along every pore.

Immediately gulped the blood and ate the raw meat, although the flesh and blood of the Earth Dragon Python and the Iron Armored Bear were still strong, the blood required for the condensed blood in the future was too exaggerated.

As soon as he entered the body, he was refined, but there was no sign of the twenty-fourth blood strength forming at all.

Ning Que is not in a hurry, if it is so easy, there will be martial artists with perfect blood strength everywhere.

At this time, the rich aroma of rice wafts in.

Lin Xue moved the table to the river, the moonlight sprinkled the ripples on the lake, the breeze shook the bamboo forest, the two sat opposite each other, drinking wine and talking, this scene should be really pleasant.

Lin Xue's words were still not much, but Ning Que could feel that her heart might be gradually opening, and maybe she would have confidence without waiting for her appearance to fully recover.

Soon late night came.

Ning Que began to refine the pill, and the squandering inventory of these days had long been consumed.

There is no refining high-level alchemy, only refining the Hemolytic Pill Qi and Blood Pill, and the most important thing at the moment is to condense the blood strength.

The speed of alchemy is very fast, and the success rate is quite high.

After a few hours, several furnaces of elixir were refined.

Then he didn't stop at all, took the pill and swallowed the flesh and blood to continue to condense the blood strength.

After a long time, Ning Que couldn't help but stretch, and then jumped directly into the lake to take a cool bath.

Then he swayed into the house to rest.

There were two beds in the room, so finally there was no need to make a floor.

Judging by the breath, Lin Xue was not asleep, her eyes were closed, her slender eyelashes blinked from time to time, Ning Que smiled and then lay down and fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Ning Que took Lin Xue to the Outer Gate Martial Arts Square, as a disciple of the Outer Gate, he had to report every day and collectively practice martial arts.

Innocent absenteeism for three days expelled from the Hanging Mountain.

At this time, there were already a lot of outer disciples gathered in the outer gate martial arts square of Nuo University, and some were queuing up to report.

Some are practicing martial arts.

The sound of shouting and breaking the air came and went.

The wind of martial arts is very strong.

Ning Que's appearance attracted the attention of some outer disciples, especially the new outer disciples, who had seen the battle between Ning Que and Yue Kui and Yue Song's brothers, and they were very violent.

And the two brothers, Yue Kui and Yue Song, looked at Ning Que with resentful eyes.

The report was completed quickly and smoothly.

Ning Que took Lin Xue to the corner of the Outer Gate Martial Arts Square to prepare for cultivation.

It has just been less than five minutes of cultivation.

Suddenly, Ning Que frowned.

Because at this moment, a tall young man with a bow and arrow in his hand strode over.

Behind him, Yue Kui, Yue Song and a group of people were menacing.

"You are Ning Que?"

The tall young man asked in a cold voice with a haughty gaze.

Ning looked down and looked indifferently: 'Who are you?'

"I'm He Lang!" The tall young man said in a cold voice: "I heard that you are very arrogant, and as soon as you entered the outer gate, you beat the two brothers Yue Kui and Yue Song brought back by Elder Yu Wang!"

Seeing this, the other outer disciples also gathered around, their eyes flickered, there were thousands of outer disciples, but there were many small groups, and the basis for dividing the groups was to see that the elder brought them back.

The He Lang in front of him was brought back by Elder Yu Wang last year, because his strength broke through to the realm of bone refining, but he did not pass the assessment of the inner disciples.

So you can only stay at the outer door.

It is known as the Arrow King, one of the "Five Heavenly Kings" of the outer gate.

The disciples brought by Elder Yu Wang were headed by him, and now that Yue Kui and Yue Song had been taught, he had to take care of this matter, and he had to teach Ning Que a lesson.

Once this news reaches Yu Wang's ears, perhaps his chances of entering the inner door will be greater.

The disciples that Elder Pang Shan brought back in the past were all frowning, they wanted to help Ning Que, but their strength was not He Lang's opponent, and they could only bring humiliation on themselves if they made a rash move.

"Yes, so what!" Ning Que looked at Yue Kui and Yue Song with flickering eyes, and the two brothers said disdainfully: "If they have itchy skin, I don't mind beating them!"

Hearing this, the two brothers Yue Kui and Yue Song had ugly faces, and they were about to make a move but were stopped by He Lang.

"It's really arrogant!"

He Lang stared at Ning Que fiercely, and then sneered: "You should be glad that it's morning exercise time and you can't do it, otherwise, you will be lying on the ground now and become a dead dog!"

"Oh, I'm so glad I did!"

The curvature of the corners of Ning Que's mouth became colder and colder, although He Lang was in the realm of bone refining, he had not passed the assessment of the inner disciples, so his strength was not strong.

He doesn't necessarily lose if he gives it his all.

"Hmph!" Feeling the banter in Ning Que's eyes, He Lang's face was ugly, and he immediately sneered: "Or, how about we make a bet?"