He Lan stayed in the cave for three consecutive days. During these three days, he focused all his attention in practicing the second stance of Feng Lin Sword Technique. He was happy with this newly learned sword move. For seventy-two hours, he was focused and isolated from the outside world.

"It's time to go out." He Lan murmured at the Yunge Sword in his hand. Then he looked out with absolute judgment. The high sun seemed to declare that today was a good day without exception. He had been here for many days, and it was time to go out.

After saying that, He Lan picked up the light treasure with a sword, and then put it into Shihuan, and at the same time, he used the Fenglin Sword Technique to be set by his sword shadow on the wall.

He walked out and bent down to pick up the shielded spirit treasure. In an instant, the dazzling sunlight shone in, and shone on He Lan's face immediately made him feel a little confused.

Standing at the intersection and looking down, although you can't have a panoramic view of the Mausoleum Academy here, you can look at the small-scale forest, which is the small woods before Lushan.

He Lan smiled, Yunge Sword followed his sword intent, and the tip of the sword pointed directly into the woods. He Lan jumped up. Unlike others who walked from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, He Lan flew away directly from here with the sword.

Because Lushan Ben stipulated that it was not allowed to use flying spirit treasures to fly to Lushan, otherwise, the flying spirit treasures that all the students here would have been able to make Lushan fly around long ago.

The reason why He Lan was so unique was that the Yunge Sword under his feet was not a flying spiritual treasure. His ability to fly was entirely due to his own combination of sword intent and spiritual power, which was nothing more than his own ability, not the power of external objects.

He Lan stepped on the clouds and swords and twelves the nine heavens. Under the sunlight, his yellow uniform in the Mausoleum Academy was even more dazzling. If someone looked up from the ground, he would feel awe-inspiring feeling from the cold light at the tip of the sword and the warmth of the sun.

But it took only a few seconds. Since the elders of the senior area monitored his mental power last time, He Lan plunged directly into the woods from the mountain. After landing in the woods, he put away the Yunge Sword, and then slowly walked out of the woods.

When he came out, he felt a little hungry, so he went south from the small forest to the commercial street and prepared to have a full meal on the commercial street.

Before he could reach the commercial street, he scanned the commercial street through absolute judgment, selected the merchants he wanted to go to in a little while, thinking about what to eat later.

So as she thought about it, she slowly stepped into the commercial street and came to a snack restaurant. He thought it would be enough to eat a little light meal.

It is now when the sun shines high at noon, and many classmates have their classes and rest time, so there are naturally many shops crowded with people.

After He Lan arrived at the hotel, he was not recognized by many people as he changed his disguise atmosphere. He casually walked to a position slightly closer to the middle and was not too edge-sided, picked up the menu and sat on the chair and thought about what to eat.

Although this small restaurant is not as luxurious as the Xiaoqiaolou House, it is undeniable that it is popular and delicious. There are many large tables here that are specially used for gatherings for many people. The fourteen of them have had the experience of having dinner here before.

Even Cheng Jiji secretly kept everyone on his back for midnight snacks several times, and many of them visited this store.

There are two or three tables next to He Lan's single table, and many people came to this small restaurant in a fierce manner and sat in their seats.

"That's the Red Society, you see, it's their boss, Ma Hong." The fellow disciples in the store recognized that this was the Red Society, one of the two major gangs in the lower grade. What's more, there was also the leader, Ma Hong, who took the lead, who was just here to have a dinner at such a small restaurant?

"Oh, I said, seeing that Ma Hong has not yet been physically integrated, it is said that there was a failure in breakthrough last time. He is not actually a mortal practitioner." The Honghui suddenly made people gather here, which also made many people point fingers and talk about him. In addition, the mortal practitioners are in the limelight recently, and maybe they are really as they think.

However, they only dared to keep the volume as low as possible in such a scene that they imagined by themselves. They were obviously afraid that Ma Hong would get angry when she heard it, but they wanted to share his views with other classmates immediately.

"You don't know about this. The failure of breakthrough was when Ma Hong practiced outside during the winter vacation, and then was deliberately sniped by Zhang Mingqing. When you are about to break through, I punch you, can you break through?" But many people have also come out to clarify the truth. The truth of the fact will not be buried forever by some people's personal understanding.

At this time, He Lan also raised his head curiously by the movements of a group of people. Listening to the discussions of the people around him, he roughly learned some gossip about the Red Society, and this was the first time he saw Ma Hong, the boss of the Red Society with his own eyes.

"Damn it, if it weren't for Zhang Mingqing's bastard, would I have the chance to reach the top? It's really worth it to be arrested in prison." Listening to the discussions of fellow disciples around him, Ma Hong was so angry that he could not help but hammer the table. The thirty-nine silks were released, which made the people around him shut up invisibly, thinking that Ma Hong was really angry.

"Waiter, you need to order vegetables here." At this moment, He Lan thought about the dishes that he had ordered, one meat, one vegetable and one bowl of rice, which was enough to fill his stomach. He shouted the name of the waiter here and raised the menu to signal.

"I want two pots of wine!" At the same time, on the Red Society table behind him, before Ma Hong could speak, one of the Red Society members turned around and roared throughout the hotel, making the hotel sway like an earthquake.

The Red Cross spoke, and the waiter didn't say much and hurried to the backstage to prepare two pots of wine. No one knew what happened to anyone who ordered the dishes before this.

He Lan was not too slow to see this. He watched him walk from him with two pots of wine and smiled all the way, then left and brought several wine bowls to serve.

"Uh, we need to order food here." He Lan saw that the man finished his work, and when he finally returned, He Lan picked up the menu and swayed in the direction of the waiter. He didn't look at He Lan and just listened to the sound, subconsciously muttering.

"Oh, here we are." He said he was here, but his footsteps kept returning to the backstage of the store.

Then came out a junior. The word on his shoulder was obviously a freshman this year. His cultivation level was only twenty-two silks, and when he was put into the freshman, he was at the middle level.

When He Lan was thinking about food just now, the absolute judgment system showed that from the time he came to sit down, this junior girl was responsible for ordering and cleaning up.

Until the Red Cross came, the senior forced the junior back, and after the others, he forced the junior out to do things.

"What do you want?" The junior girl came to He Lan, and didn't look at He Lan carefully. She pouted and looked aside with a reluctant and obviously perfunctory tone on her face.

This is probably because he was dissatisfied with the senior who pulled her back without authorization, and forced her to ask for it in front of many seniors of the Red Cross. He then pulled her out to work after he had nothing to do.

It is obvious that everyone is a student of the Mausoleum Academy, but he entered the Mausoleum Academy two years earlier than her. Why is he doing all the good things? She has to sweep the rest.

If any normal person is not happy, let alone have a good face. If the irritable sister is in this fantasy world, she may really escalate into a conflict of force.
Chapter completed!