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Fate is such a coincidence, five years later, Lan Qian unexpectedly met the old man of the dry mountain again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The killing machine flashed away, and Lan Qian looked at the old man of the dry mountain coldly. At this time, Ling Xi noticed this situation, and she followed Lan Qian's gaze to see the old man of the dry mountain. At the same time, the old man of the dry mountain also saw Ling Xi.

His eyes lit up, and the old man of the withered mountain was actually cold. Ling Xi frowned, and quickly turned his head to Lan Qian.

"Be careful, follow me later!" Lan Qian whispered.

Ling Xi faced Lan Qian with a cold face, still not giving Lan Qian a good look, but his heart was warm.

Lan Qian looked very embarrassed, so he had to shift his attention to the battle platform and no longer care about the old man of the dry mountain.

The competition was played on one field, and the top 10 on the field fought hard to show their heroic posture to the audience. To be able to enter the top ten, these people are undoubtedly the best of their generation, especially the three who have reached the peak of the fifth-order martial marquis, and their combat effectiveness is not inferior to Feng Xiao and Mo Yu back then.

At the end of the nine rounds of battles, the new Moyu Dabi champion was born, this is a female warrior, named Mo Jia, is Mo Tan's younger sister, and her sassy and heroic figure is exactly the same as Mo Tan.

Just when everyone thought that the competition was over, Mo Jia actually joined forces with the two fifth-order martial marquis peaks ranked second and third to challenge Lan Qian.

Lan Qian was very embarrassed. When he was still a fifth-order martial marquis, he was already an invincible opponent under the martial king, and now that he has been promoted to the martial king, his strength has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the martial marquis is really a little far away from him. Don't say it's three, even if there is another dozen, Lan Qian won't take it seriously.

Just when Lan Qian was thinking about how to deal with it, Mo Zhai actually took the lead in responding for Lan Qian. There was no way, Lan Qian could only get on the battle stage.

"I'm standing still, if you can make me move one step, then I lose!" Lan Qian's eyes were modest and smiling, but the words he said were so domineering. It's not that Lan Qian is big, but there is a definite strength there. Only then will the challenge appear fairer.

In the eyes of Mo Jia and the others, Lan Qian's words were naked provocation and contempt, and anger rose from their hearts, and the three of them attacked Lan Qian at the same time.

The fists, palm prints, and sword blades condensed by spiritual power hit Lan Qian from three directions, with tacit understanding, and there were no dead ends.

Lan Qian smiled slightly, two fists and one elbow, and the three of them attacked invisibly. Among them, Lan Qian didn't use any spiritual power!

Mo Jia and the other three were obviously surprised by Lan Qian's understatement, and their faces were so ashamed that they turned red. When it comes to face and honor, the three of them did their best to bombard Lan Qian indiscriminately.

Lan Qian's soldiers came to block, his clothes fluttering, and he didn't seem to have any strength, but he could just right to block the attacks of the three of them. Mo Jia and the others attacked a tea time, and Lan Qian's feet did not move at all.

"I'll slash you with one sword!" The man who had won the runner-up of the Moyu Dabi had a hot brain, and he sacrificed his weapon, jumped in the air, and slashed towards Lan Qian.

"Hmph!" Lan Qian's palm turned into pure gold, pinched the opponent's weapon alive, and struck out with his left palm, and the Moyu Dabi runner-up flew out like a kite with a broken string and landed outside the battle platform.

Bang bang!

The audience was silent, except for the sound of Lan Qian throwing away his weapon.

At this moment, Mo Jia realized how huge the gap between the two sides was!

There was no suspense about the outcome of the challenge, and Moyu Dabi was finally over. Lan Qian stood in the middle of the battle platform, his spirit was in a trance for a while, and time seemed to go back to five years ago, back to the moment when he won the championship of the Moyu Competition.

When Lan Qian came back to his senses, the audience had already begun to withdraw from the seats. Lan Qian looked at the stands and found that Ling Xi was not in his position, and then looked at the old man of the dry mountain, he was also gone!

"Oops!" Lan Qian's worst fears finally appeared.

"Where?" Lan Qian turned around and looked around, anxiously looking for the familiar figure.

When he turned behind him, Lan Qian saw Ling Xi, who was looking at herself from under the battle platform. Seeing Lan Qian anxiously looking for himself, even the most indifferent person would be very moved, but for the sake of face, Ling Xi was reluctant to express it.

Seeing Ling Xi, Lan Qian breathed a sigh of relief, if he was really captured by the old man of the dry mountain, it would be troublesome.

After the end of the Ink Domain Competition, Lan Qian came to the Ghost Academy, looking at the towering Ghost Tower, Lan Qian remembered the scene of sweating here before.

"I've caught you!" a young man's voice suddenly sounded from behind Lan Qian. The young man flew from behind Lan Qian, his arms stretched, his spiritual power fluttered, and he grabbed Lan Qian's clothes, and his skills were very agile. The distance was close at hand, and the young man was determined to win, and he was the first to shout out the words in his mouth.

However, just when his fingers were still a little away from Lan Qian's clothes, the young man's whole body froze.

He can't move!

Exactly the same as 3 years ago!

Lan Qian took a step forward, then turned around and looked at the young man in front of him with a smile. 3 years ago, Lan Qian met the boy in Kano City, he was not even a martial artist at that time, and when they met again 3 years later, the boy grew a lot taller, it seemed that he should be 16 years old, and his strength had reached the first-order martial sect, which was impressive.

The boy tried all his strength, and his immature face was flushed, but he still couldn't move a bit.

Lan Qian looked at the young man, and his feeling of surprise was satisfaction. Wearing cloth clothes and broken shoes, the poverty of the young man is clear at a glance. Under such conditions, he was able to advance from a fifth-order martial artist to a first-order martial sect in three years, and the hard work and effort involved in this was completely unimaginable for Lan Qian.

"What's your name?" Lan Qian asked.

"Lin Xiaotian!" the young man replied loudly.

"I want to take you as an apprentice, I wonder if you want to?"

Lin Xiaotian found that he could suddenly move, he was ecstatic in his heart, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed three times in front of Lan Qian, "Xiaotian to meet the master, to meet the master!"

Ling Xi stood beside Lan Qian, completely unexpectedly that Lin Xiaotian would also bow himself in. She blushed and hurriedly explained, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not your teacher!"

Lin Xiaotian showed a surprised expression, his eyes widened and looked at Lan Qian, Lan Qian praised this apprentice in his heart, and said with a thumbs up in his hand: "Get up!"

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!" This kid is very clever and deeply loved by Lan Qian.

Ling Xi had been by Lan Qian's side for a while, but he had never given Lan Qian a good look. As a man, Lan Qian thought that he was still a little charming, but Ling Xi's reaction made Lan Qian feel deeply frustrated.

Lin Xiaotian's worship made Lan Qian see Ling Xi's shyness, and there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. Conquering iceberg beauties is every man's biggest dream, and Lan Qian is also not exempt from vulgarity. Lin Xiaotian's unintentional move was exactly what Lan Qian intended!

Ling Xi turned around in shame, secretly wondering in his heart if all this was specially arranged by Lan Qian, it was really hateful!

"Is the golden short sword I gave you still there?" Lan Qian asked.

"In!Always carry it close to you!" After Lin Xiaotian got the golden short sword, he soon found that it was hard and matchless, sharpening iron like clay. Such a treasure, he naturally cherishes it very much. In the days that followed, the golden dagger helped him resolve the crisis several times, and the help was huge.

"Keep it away, I have a total of three golden short swords in my hands, you are the first owner, and my first apprentice. If you meet someone who also holds a golden short sword in the future, then you have to take good care of him, because he will be your junior brother!" Lan Qian solemnly commanded.

"Yes!" Lin Xiaotian clenched his golden short sword.

For the next few days, Lan Qian stayed in the Ghost Academy. On the one hand, he personally guided Lin Xiaotian's cultivation, and on the other hand, he once again refined his physical body in the Ghost Tower. Lin Xiaotian has a very high understanding, and he is also very smart, and the most rare thing is that he has an enterprising heart, which makes Lan Qian very satisfied.

Five days later, Lan Qian decided to leave the Ghost Academy, he called Lin Xiaotian and gave him a spatial ring, which contained the gold coins, elixirs, weapons, and martial arts he needed at this stage.

"Xiao Tian, let me ask you, what is the purpose of martial arts cultivation?" Lan Qian asked solemnly.

"Become stronger and become the number one in the world!" Lin Xiaotian blurted out without thinking about it.

Lan Qian smiled, he didn't agree with or deny Lin Xiaotian's answer, but looked at him quietly and said, "When I was young, I also had such thoughts as you. But then, my mind changed, and I realized that only when I was strong could I be free, unconstrained, and do what I wanted to do. At this stage, my thinking has changed again, and I have found that only by becoming stronger can I have the ability to protect my relatives and friends, and protect the people I want to protect. So, what is the purpose of martial arts cultivation? is to protect, protect the people you love!"

Lin Xiaotian fell into deep thought, and Ling Xi on the side was also surprised by Lan Qian's words, she found that the man in front of her was far taller and extraordinary than she imagined, and a few simple words were full of philosophy.

"Fighting is not for slaughter, not for the indiscriminate killing of innocents, remember, what you do must be worthy of your heart! Remember not to do whatever you want for your own benefit, remember not to harm the common people for evil, otherwise I will not spare it!" Lan Qian said word by word, straight to Lin Xiaotian's heart.

"Disciples, remember the teachings of the master!" Lin Xiaotian knelt down respectfully and saluted.

"Get up, the teacher is leaving, you cultivate hard in the Ghost Academy, and the next time we meet, you will tell me what you think!"

Looking at the back of Lan Qian leaving, Lin Xiaotian couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time, he knew that he had hit a big luck, he had met a good teacher in his life, how lucky he was!

Leaving Ghost City, Lan Qian walked in the northwest direction, he was going to the Thundercloud Sect, where there were still two final stages waiting for him to break through in the Thunder Pool Electric Sea.

Autumn is crisp, and the farmland in the central basin is planted with a variety of colorful crops. In the martial arts world, there are trillions of people, and the most are ordinary people, who work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Calm, ordinary, peaceful!

Flying in the air, looking at the hard-working people, Lan Qian was in a happy mood. Ling Xi's hand was still held by Lan Qian, but she was used to it and accepted it. Compared with Lan Qian, her mood was even more excited, as the princess of the Ling family, she had a cold temperament and rarely went out. Such a beautiful view, she saw it for the first time!

Lan Qian looked at Ling Xi quietly, Ling Xi didn't notice it at all, her face was no longer cold. The corners of his mouth rose, and a sense of pride appeared in Lan Qian's heart.

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