There is a black hole in my dantian

Zhou Tingge was already very satisfied with Lin Lang's training speed and strength.

But he knew that Lin Lang was not satisfied, and he didn't want Lin Lang to waste time.

"fighting?"

Of course he knows that during a battle, a warrior's mind becomes tense and the energy in his body circulates faster, which naturally speeds up his cultivation. There are even many stories of fighting stimulating potential due to adversity. These stories can be seen and heard. The warrior's blood surges.

But where to go?

If he is weak, he will not be able to achieve the opportunity to practice. If he is too strong, he will only be crushed.

"With monsters?" There are many monsters in Banli Mountain, and only half a mile is an absolutely safe area.

"Monsters can't adapt and can't challenge you. If you go to Wuling Pavilion and win, you can get the top martial arts!"

Wuling Pavilion is a place where the sect gives disciples a trial. You can join the disciples at any time. As long as you can enter the third level, you can get the top martial arts and Xingluo Dan.

"Xing Luodan!"

Compared with Shaowu Dan, Xing Luo Dan is many times better. Some people even took Xing Luo Dan and directly broke through to Wuyuan Realm.

Therefore, most warriors who have reached the ninth level of the Body Refining Realm will enter Wuling Pavilion to look for opportunities.

"That's right, there is a pill that will allow you to break through quickly at the ninth level of body refining, so almost all disciples who have reached the ninth level of body refining will go to Wuling Pavilion!"

Zhou Tingge continued: "You can decide for yourself. In addition, you can try your luck at Banli Mountain first and see how many powerful disciples you can meet!"

"Okay, Master!" Lin Lang nodded. With Chen Ru chasing him, he has been unable to return to his residence recently. If there is no opponent in Banli Mountain, he can only try to go to Wuling Pavilion!

"Actually, you don't have to work so hard. With your master here, no one can hurt you!" Zhou Tingge looked at Lin Lang's mouth with some concern. In fact, as long as Lin Lang was willing, he would take action just now.

"Master, I know that you protect the calf deeply, but I need to grow up after all, and I can't always be under your protection. I hope that one day you will be proud of me!"

Lin Lang grinned. Of course he knew and was grateful for Zhou Tingge's care, so he had to work harder to practice. Who knows what will happen tomorrow. The Miluo Sect is now a major sect, but if there is any danger, he also hopes that he can Protect the Master.

"Good boy, I knew it was right to bring you back as a teacher. In fact, I am already proud of you. You have mastered the ultimate shadow sword technique that no one else can master!"

Although the successful practice of the Extreme Shadow Sword Technique is not unprecedented, no one has successfully practiced it in at least the past few hundred years.

"Go!" Zhou Tingge felt like an eagle watching a bird spread its wings and soar.

Although Lin Lang was born in two lifetimes, being so highly anticipated by Zhou Tingge gave him even more motivation. Master, I will not let you down.

"Wait, this is for you!" Just when Lin Lang took more than ten steps, Zhou Tingge's voice came from behind.

Lin Lang turned around and saw a mask being thrown over, and instinctively caught it.

"This is what I used to challenge my disciples in the past. I hope you can be more popular than I was back then!"

The bloody mask fought against the heroes, and countless people retreated.

Fight the world with one force and defeat Wuling Pavilion.

This is the legend from back then. A sect that has been passed down for many years naturally has many legends, and this is one of them.

And he never imagined that this legendary person was his master. No wonder he could become the number one person in Qianyun Peak.

"This is all in the past. From now on, your world will belong to you. You are my disciple and the only one. I believe you will not be much worse than I was back then!"

Zhou Tingge put his hands behind his back and then left in a daze.

"It turns out that Master was so passionate back then. No wonder he asked me to fight and break through!" Looking at the bloody mask in his hand, Lin Lang smiled slightly and put the mask on his face.

The mask was blood-colored, with only two eyes exposed.

Starting today, a figure with a blood-colored mask appeared in Banli Mountain.

He doesn't fight monsters, he fights warriors, he doesn't fight warriors below the eighth level of body refining, he only fights the eighth and ninth levels of body refining!

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

A warrior at the seventh level of body refining appeared in front of Lin Lang: "Boy, I heard that you only fight at the eighth and ninth levels of body refining. I want to see what strength you have!"

In the past few days, no one knew about the Blood Mask at first. After all, everyone who came to Banli Mountain came to hunt monsters. However, after more than ten warriors of the eighth level of body refining were defeated, but after the point was reached, ten It spreads from ten to ten, and spreads all over in the blink of an eye.

Especially when a certain disciple discovered that this person was actually wearing a bloody mask.

If you just fight against the eighth and ninth level of body refining, you won't be able to attract many people's attention. However, after the news came out that this blood mask was the same as the person in the blood mask decades ago, it instantly caused a sensation, and countless warriors wanted to fight with him. He fights.

Especially those who had fought against the Bloody Mask back then. These people now had disciples. The Bloody Mask was engraved in their hearts like a shame. Even though they knew that this person was definitely not the same person decades ago, they still had disciples. I hope my disciples will fight and wash away their shame.

"You are no match for me, get out of the way!" Looking at the warrior in front of him, Lin Lang shook his head.

"It's a joke. There's no fight. How do you know I'm not your opponent? Let me tell you, I fought with three warriors at the eighth level of body refining, and they all lost to me. The same goes for you. Then I can enter the inner gate. !”

"Inner sect?"

Lin Lang was a little surprised.

"You may not know how much trouble your bloody mask has brought to you!" The disciple, named Duan Ming, chuckled at this time.

It was precisely because Lin Lang wore this mask that defeated countless people that the people defeated by the bloody mask became elders of the sect or held important positions.

At this time, the bloody mask appeared again, and some elders even spread the news that as long as the disciples who defeated the bloody mask could be admitted as an inner sect disciple.

Lin Lang was stunned. He now knew why his master was wearing this mask. This mask was simply a hatred. How many people did his master defeat back then?

Just when Lin Lang was stunned, Duan Ming's eyes flashed. He knew that there was an opportunity at this time, and he went straight to Lin Lang.

"I want to see who you are!"

Lin Lang swung a sword, and the man flew backwards as soon as the thousand waves came out.

In this attack, he had already retracted most of his strength, otherwise a seventh-level body refinement would have been seriously injured long ago.

But even so, this seventh-level physical training disciple was already injured.

"The eighth-level physical training disciple who fought with you might have let you go. Don't come to me again, or you will die!" Lin Lang warned.