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Sikong Lan had already forgotten how he left the pharmacy. When he regained his senses, he was already standing in front of Kunlun Society's guide. He only felt pain in his head.

Si Kong Lan could not understand why Hua Tuo wanted him to become a disciple. If he was angry at his actions, then wouldn't it be easier to expel him from the sect? Before leaving, Hua Tuo didn't walk out of his room. Instead, he walked out of his room to send Sikong Lan off, and said softly, "Master, I'm crying."

This short sentence had already shocked Si Kong Lan for a long time. By the time he returned to the pharmacy, the wooden board blocking the way to the entrance of all the players had already disappeared. The pharmacy was now open for business, but … Hua Tuo left, leaving only a single sentence, "To sightsee."

Si Kong left the main hall of the Karakorum Savant and strolled back to where she was practicing her swordsmanship. He sent a private message to everyone on her friends list, "I've been promoted to mentor level physician..." There was a hint of sadness in his voice. Aside from Desolate and Blue, who were rather thick-willed, asking for a treat, the others simultaneously asked what had happened.

Si Kong added everyone to the chat system and recounted everything that had happened. Sighing lightly, everyone fell into silence. For a moment, no one knew how to comfort her. After a moment of silence, he heard Suifeng yell angrily, "Fuck, you're not bad. I broke through Wood Puppet Lane, but because of the newly added Bird Faction system, all the disciples that were previously Shaolin disciples flew back to Shaolin Temple to continue being monks."

"What's going on?" Si Kong Lan asked anxiously. Everyone was clearly satisfied with Suifeng's statement.

"Because there was no sect system before, after joining the Shaolin Temple, you could basically do whatever you wanted. As long as you could gather enough moral value, you could learn kung fu or even become a master. However, after suddenly adding the sect restrictions, you were divided into 15 ranks." Suifeng sobbed, "Furthermore, the system requires you to reach the tenth generation of the 'De' before you can barge through Wooden Puppet Lane."

"Then what generation are you now?" Leaves in the wind asked.

"Because I had already passed the test before, I was forced to answer, so I am only allowed to complete the mission for the eleventh generation, the 'Eternal' generation." Suifeng helplessly said, "The most despicable thing is, because I joined the Shaolin Temple, even my name was changed. I was forcefully given the title of 'Eternal Sin'. Oh my god!"

"Haha …" To follow forever, to follow forever, isn't that just following a shadow? " Shaotian laughed heartily.

"Do you want to die?" Sikong Lan looked carefully and noticed that the name of 'Suifeng' was written on the name list. It turned out to be 'Forever'. He then laughed out loud.

"At least it's not 'Yongfeng'..." Remnant Dream also laughed, "It's bad to be called 'Yong Feng'. It's not good to be called 'Yong Feng'. "Haha …"

"You bastards!" I, your father, will not challenge the Mu Ren Gang anymore, I want to advance to the second generation of the Wisdom Realm! " Yong Suo shouted dejectedly.

After a moment of silence, Qinglan asked, "Are you sure the name 'Suicide Writ' suits you?" Everyone burst out into laughter after hearing this. Suifeng was shouting loudly on the other side, intending to kill Qinglan. Just as he finished his oath, he heard a howl of pain from Yong Suo. Everyone hurriedly asked what had happened …

"The system has warned me that I have committed a crime and violated the law by deducting 500 moral value from me. The people from Discipline Academy will be coming soon. I'm going to treat them to tea..." The crowd burst into laughter.

After chatting for a while, Si Kong Lan's mood improved a lot. After bidding farewell to everyone, she left the private message channel. He took out a longsword from his bracelet of holding. In the past, he had to store some herbs, so there was no room for a long sword. But now, it was different. Within the twenty spaces, there were at least twelve empty spaces. The rest of the spaces were naturally for the inner strength medicine bottles, metal injury medicine and some other items.

With the long sword in his hand, Si Kong Lan automatically started to practice the Swift Thunder Sword Technique, as he was just a little bit away from breaking through the sixth level. Although he had not reached a bottleneck yet, he had never tried it out with any other martial arts. Although "Jiang Hu" did not announce any martial arts collocation, but most of the people who had read wuxia novels knew that martial arts had to be compatible with each other. Otherwise, even if one learned the so-called "Nine Solitary Sword Technique" that was never defeated, they would still be beaten until they couldn't lift their heads.

In the morning, Sikong Lan had already combined the Swift Thunder Sword Technique with the Soaring Dragon Phoenix Dance. Not only did it greatly increase his movement and assassination speed, it also had an unexpected effect. The Karakorum Savant's Swift Thunder Sword Technique was originally a high speed assassination technique, but when paired with absolute arts and light techniques, its effects had doubled.

Waves rippled under Si Kong Lan's feet. Although he already knew that the energy that the Waves consumed was only a hair's breadth, when he thought back to how hard it was to use it, he could not help but sigh. The Swift Thunder Sword Technique in his hands was a special effect that allowed him to pierce the east and stab the west, teleporting and killing enemies. Whether it was the piercing speed, the rotating speed, or the dodging speed, combined with the Ripples Ripples and Soaring Dragon and Phoenix Dance, they could all be said to have reached the perfect state.

In the blink of an eye, the dozens of bamboo leaves nearby were all pierced by Si Kong Lan. The sparse and sparse bamboo leaves fell to the ground like maple leaves, but they did not have the sad feeling of maple leaves. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Si Kong Lan's face, "Beautiful lady from afar, are you alright?"

Her tranquil smile, when matched with her slightly red face, made her look very attractive. She wore a white woolen high necked garment that perfectly accentuated her seductive upper body, while her lower body was patched up into a pair of jeans. That voice said, "Lan, I missed you so much." It was like a lullaby that shook his heart.

"I heard that Little Ni has also entered . Moreover, she's much earlier than me. Her mood is really good." Sikong Lan's face was full of happiness as she smiled, "When we go offline, we must deal with our boss. If you had told me that Xiao Ni was also playing The River, I wouldn't have waited until now to play."

Ni's full name was Lin Shanni, and she had been dating Si Kong Lan since the first year of university. Although the two of them were in different schools, with one in the south and the other in the north, they were very close and had never quarrelled. The other four people in the dorm were also very clear about this.

At that time, Xiao Ni had also entered the game with Shaotian and the others. In the beginning, over a month, everyone had contacted each other, but after Xiao Ni entered the Emei faction, the number of contacts gradually decreased. All that was known was that Xiao Ni had changed to a new sect.

At that time, Jianghu had only been in operation for two months, and Si Kong Lan had no idea that Ni was playing with it. It was only after half a year that Si Kong Lan had joined the family of Jianghu. It had already been more than ten months since they'd started running, and if there were no mishaps, then Ni's ability should not be too far off from Shaotian's.

Shaotian had originally planned to give Si Kong Lan a surprise when he returned home during the holidays, but seeing that Si Kong Lan had a sudden idea today, he quickly told him about it and hinted that he must train in martial arts in order to protect Ni.

When Sikong Lan thought of this, the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile that brimmed with happiness and pride. He waved the sword in his hand and a cracking sound immediately rang out. Sikong Lan helplessly smiled and threw the broken sword away. He then took out a new sword from his bracelet of holding.

Si Kong Lan decided to go over and take a look. Perhaps, he could comprehend some fighting experience from it. Although Si Kong Lan's luck was extremely good, and there were always various kinds of missions and rewards that NPCs came knocking on her door to teach, but no matter how good her martial arts she had, it was all in vain. In the past, she had always been surrounded by powerful people to protect her.

Mount Kunlun was so large that aside from Qinglan and Wu Meng, no one dared to say that they knew all the hidden paths and places within Mount Kunlun. At this moment, Si Kong Lan was walking through a bamboo forest a few meters away. As he heard the sound of weapons clashing getting closer, Si Kong Lan's heart was filled with doubts, and it was no longer about the expectation of a "competition between fellow disciples." Even if they were to compete like this, it was impossible for the sounds of weapons clashing to not reach his ears for a few minutes. This was because the specific movement techniques, movement techniques, and routes required by the sword technique had already been set up by the system. It was not the real world of wuxia, nor the way two people would use their weapons to slash and stab each other.

Passing through the bamboo forest, a fault directly split the mountain corner into two layers, reaching a height of nearly ten meters, and below was a natural platform, surrounded by no bamboo, while on top of the platform was a dozen players, in the middle of the stage were three women holding a sword, constantly blocking the attacks, continuously attacking twenty people, while the three women struggled to block the familiar sword moves of the twenty people.

"So the constant sounds of weapons clashing were actually caused by the revolving battles." Si Kong gave a mocking smile. He was amused by the thought that it was a competition between fellow disciples. "I wonder why they are fighting?"

Si Kong Lan frowned out of habit and turned around to see three disciples of the Karakorum who were also holding a sword standing only two meters behind him. If it wasn't for the fact that the killing intent had caused Si Kong Lan to be on alert, he probably wouldn't have known that he would have been killed. Si Kong Lan's head would have been hurt because this fact already told Si Kong Lan would not have noticed him even if he had been followed by someone.

Sikong Lan looked at the three people in front of him and the System reminded him that the three people in front of him were martial uncles from the same generation as Sikong Lan. He smiled and said: "I wonder why you three martial uncles suddenly appeared behind my martial nephew."

In the martial world, as long as it wasn't a sect with strict rules, no one would call another person 'Martial Uncle' or 'Martial Uncle'. Even if the sect rules were strict, as long as the Sect Leader didn't hear about it, there wouldn't be any trouble. At this moment, Si Kong Lan's "three martial uncles" made the three people in front of him enjoy themselves.

"Haha, Martial Nephew can relax. Martial Uncle will not make things difficult for you." A slightly plump man laughed and said, "The people below are all your martial uncles. They are currently dealing with three traitors. You can stand here and watch the show. We three martial uncles will accompany you."

The three women in the center of the arena were all wearing the uniform of the Karakorum Savant, and they were even from the same generation as Sikong Lan. Two of them had some internal injuries on their bodies, and the other one was clearly injured, and was holding onto his sword with great difficulty. It was unknown whether the thirty or so Kunlun disciples on the other side had any intentions, as almost all of their swords were used to injure and not kill. Their goal was to make the three women lose the ability to fight.

"Hehe, Martial Nephew, don't worry. As long as you don't do anything, after we finish enjoying it, it'll naturally be yours." The fat man had a lewd smile on his face, while Sikong Lan looked at the three girls in the arena after hearing what was said. Sikong Lan had a lewd smile on his face, but after Sikong Lan heard what was said, he looked at the three girls in the arena with a pleading look.

The fastest people to come over to support him were naturally Qinglan and Wu Meng, but they were both lacking in strength, so she could only send out a message to the two of them to find a sword and get them to come over to help. She also informed Luo Yang, who was currently very knowledgeable, that it was obviously unrealistic to ask Yong Chuan, Remnant Dream, and Shaotian, who were all far away in Shaolin, to come over and help them.

After Si Kong Lan finished sending the message, she smiled and sent Long Feiye flying. She leaped into the air and landed on a ten meter high cliff, and the moment her feet touched the ground, she immediately performed the Soaring Dragon and Phoenix Dance, rushing to the center of the field. Her sword had already unleashed the Swift Thunder Sword Technique.

When the three people standing beside Sikong Lan saw Sikong Lan jump, they immediately flew down the cliff, landing earlier than Sikong Lan. However, Long Feiyu's jumping ability was beyond their expectations and was actually a few meters higher than what the three of them had calculated. When the three of them turned around and used their qinggong to catch up, Sikong Lan had already activated her Dragon Dance, which was far faster than what the three people behind them could compare to.

Si Kong Lan didn't pay attention to the three players following behind him. The moment he attacked with the Swift Thunder Sword Technique, the six players who had their backs towards Si Kong Lan immediately suffered a calamity. After stabbing each other with his sword, he immediately drew his sword and stabbed again. However, he did not stop his steps. In just a few seconds, six people had fallen to the ground. Everyone was killed with a single sword strike.

While everyone was still in a daze, Sikong Lan's figure had already landed beside the three girls, smilingly looking at them. One second, everyone saw Si Kong Lan standing by the mountain. The next second, they saw Si Kong Lan make his move. Six people immediately fell beside him and stopped their attacks. They only looked at Si Kong Lan warily.

Sikong Lan knew that there were a lot of lucky people here and didn't think too much about it. He only smiled and looked at the crowd: "Please forgive us, uncles."

"Your sword... "Very quickly." A man walked out from the crowd, his tone extremely cold, "Qing Gong is also very fast, but who is your sword dancing for?"

Sikong Lan suddenly looked at the man blankly. She was also extremely puzzled in her heart: [That's right!] Just who was my sword dancing for? Could it be for the three women behind him? It was as if today was the first time I had met them. Was there a need to wave the sword in my hand for them?