Two months passed, and the Mino Pavilion officially entered the celebration. It is lit up everywhere and the nighttime curfew has been lifted.

Ling Zeru couldn't help but go out for a walk more, and at the same time continued to intensify his cultivation, he still often went to the trail in the west, and occasionally found Mu Xiqi hiding there, but he always avoided silently and didn't take the initiative to talk to him.

"Actually, have you noticed that Ling Zeru is also quite good-looking."

"If you look closely, there is indeed a little bit of it, the facial features are also handsome, and the hair is still silver, but the first time I saw him, I really thought of him as a girl."

"Me too! But he's too weak, and I dare say he can't beat me even if I'm a real girl. ”

"That's right, I heard that he works hard to cultivate every day, but he still hasn't broken through to the Broken Pulse Realm for six years."

"Maybe the talent is really bad......"

Ling Zeru has long been accustomed to others occasionally teasing him, but he is still a little surprised - there are girls who will compliment his appearance.

Ling Zeru also wanted to know why, four years ago, he had already felt that he could break the pulse, but at that time, a force suddenly struck, and it forcibly prevented him from breaking through. Countless times after that, again and again, as if something was preventing him from breaking through. After that, there were even times when he found that his cultivation had become unstable, and even his inner rhyme was sometimes uncontrollable, and even when he was studying with others, his cultivation suddenly regressed, resulting in his defeat.

His cultivation had regressed countless times, and he had insisted on training him back countless times.

He began to feel very sad and painful, feeling that the world was against him, and he insisted on rejecting him like this, but he thought about it again, he didn't do anything hurtful, why did the world treat him like this, he felt that something must be wrong, so he went to ask the mentor, but the mentor didn't know the reason one by one, and in the end it was up to Ling Zeru to endure it silently.

"That's enough," he said, sitting on a rock, not knowing where to look, "and it's time to play tricks on me like this." ”

After that, he stopped thinking about these things, and turned to continue cultivating, he still didn't give up, and he didn't believe that he couldn't break through.

Time flies, another two months have passed, and the year-end assessment is finally just around the corner.

There is still a week left before the year-end assessment, and Ling Zeru is still in the ninth order of the first fluid.

"That Mu Xiqi is like a hanger, and in four months, he actually broke through directly to the second order of Chongling. Although the others are not as talented as him, they have also improved, and the weakest ones have surpassed me to become the second order of the Broken Vein, and I am now the real penultimate first......" Ling Zeru thought like this, and his mood was extremely low.

He is rarely so disappointed, probably because this year is different - if he can't pass the assessment, then he will leave this mountain after six years.

"If I want to enter the inner gate, seven or eight thousand people, I have to rank at least two thousand, then at least the level of the seventh order of the broken vein, that Mu Xiqi just broke through to the seventh order of the broken vein four months ago is the first in the outer gate, and now after another four months, he has actually broken through the realm again and become a person in the spirit realm." They were silent for a moment.

"In a week, I cultivated to the seventh order of breaking the pulse, how could this be possible, it was that Mu Xiqi, from the ninth order of the first fluid to the seventh order of breaking the pulse, it also took nearly three or four months."

He felt that he had completely lost his last hope at this moment, and he began to think about how he should live after leaving here - he didn't really know what the outside world was like, maybe not as bad as he imagined, but as a child, after all, he would still be afraid of being alone and adrift.

But no matter how much he thought about it, it was useless, he calmed down and began to cultivate again that he felt was useless......

I don't know how long it took, Ling Zeru opened his eyes, he felt the breath of inner rhyme, but this time, he had not been in turmoil for a long time, but a storm suddenly set off in his heart.

"Huh?"