Lang Hatian returned the Yunling Sword in his hand into the sheath, smiled at Bai Wangyu again, turned around and continued towards Lei Yunling's former residence on the northern slope.

On the next road, what lingered in his heart was Yuan Qi's smile, and Lang hated Tian faintly felt that things were not so simple. However, he had no way of knowing what the other party thought, whether it was for himself or Bai Wangyu.

However, if the other party just wants to use this to provoke the relationship between himself and Bai Wangyu, it will inevitably be too lame. Just thinking of this, the journey also happened to come to an end, and the gate of the old residence was right in front of me.

Lang hated the sky and put this behind him, took out the key to open the lock, and pushed the door in.

On the main road of Leigang Mountain, on the side of the stone steps, there is a stone pavilion hidden among the trees, and through the bare branches, you can see the scene of the northern slope. There were two people standing in the stone pavilion, one was Yuan Qi and the other was a person with looming birthmarks on his sideburns.

The latter was rubbing his temples with his hands, seemingly tired.

"Brother Tang Yu, are you better?"

"Alas, it's been a long time since I've performed this exercise, in order to lure Bai Wangyu outside, I can't let him find out my identity, it's really troublesome, and my body is a little unbearable for a while."

"I'm afraid that the only one who can do this is you, eldest brother, I don't know what the eldest brother has gained from Qu Shuxuan?"

"Well, I guessed right, there's something wrong with that Breath of the Wind. By the way, when they fought just now, what was Lang Hatian's reaction? ”

"Ah, as expected by the eldest brother, Lang Hatian subconsciously did not use the power of his soul at the critical moment, and this time he also happened to use Nie Bin's kid, but in this case, Lang Hatian only used Taiping three movements and swordsmanship to resist, I'm afraid his soul 。。。。。。"

"Well, you're doing a great job."

"But big brother, are the words you asked me to say really useful for dividing them?"

"Yuan Qi, don't worry, those are just the prelude to this good show, the real finale is still to come."

From beginning to end, Tang Yu was rubbing, and it seemed that he was really uncomfortable.

"Where has Lang Hatian gone now?"

Yuan Qi glanced up at the northern slope of Lei Gang Mountain.

"He just entered the former residence of Yun Ling's predecessors."

"What!?" When Tang Yu heard this, his eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened, "What is he doing there?" ”

"Well, two days ago, I saw him and Yunying's predecessor go once with cleaning tools, and this time it should only be to clear the snow."

After listening to Yuan Qi's explanation, Tang Yu stared at the courtyard for a long time, frowning slightly.

"I hope it's as you say."

Just when he was puzzled by this, a strong aura suddenly appeared at the mountain gate, which caught his attention. For a while, Lang's purpose seemed to be less important.

"Big brother, what is this breath 。。。。。。!?"

"It's Luo Linyao, he's back."

When Yuan Qi heard this name, his body couldn't help but shake.

"Why did he come back at this time, should we go and meet him?"

Tang Yu shook his head with a smile, looked at the direction of the mountain gate, and said lightly: "Don't worry, someone will greet him." ”

In the snow, the vision became blurred more than usual, and the disciples on duty at the mountain gate lazily returned to the house because of the cold. But in the snowstorm, a figure gradually appeared in the distance.

Lei Gangshan welcomed a visitor.

The figure trudged unhurriedly through the snow, white vapor spitting out of his mouth at regular intervals, and no matter how harsh the environment was, the other person's body remained erect.

The person who came was wearing a silver shirt that only high-level disciples were qualified to wear, and it was still eye-catching in the snowstorm.

A heavy long sword was placed diagonally behind him, and unlike ordinary swords, the material of that sword was not steel, but jade.

The inky jade sword feels so heavy that every step that leaves deep footprints. When he passed by the archway of Shanmen, he didn't even look at it, and it seemed that he was already familiar with this place.

Eventually, he stopped at the stone steps of the ascent and looked at the ladder-like road, the thick snow on which he frowned. After a moment's hesitation, the man's hand reached out from his sleeve, slowly grasped the hilt of the jade sword, and slammed it unexpectedly.

The heavy sword burned with fire as it was drawn, and the crimson slashed in front of him, and in an instant it swept straight several feet away, and everywhere it went, the snow on the steps was steamed dry and swept away.

On the hillside, the pupils of Yuan Qi in the stone pavilion shrank suddenly, and his face was full of disbelief, while Tang Yu on the side was calm and abnormal, and his eyes were not wavering.

He inserted the sword back into its scabbard, which was also made of jade, and just as one foot had stepped up the stone steps, the whole person stopped again.

The man stared straight at the stone steps in the distance, and where the flames had dissipated, a burly figure in a purple suit appeared.

Immediately, a calm voice sounded at the same time: "Luo Linyao, the snow is not swept like this." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and said respectfully: "My senior brother Ming." ”

Su Wuming was not polite to him at all, and asked him directly: "What are you going to do when you come back to Lei Gangshan at this time?" ”

"I have something to see the boss."

。。。。。。

At this moment, in Lei Yunling's former residence on the northern slope of Lei Gang Mountain, Lang Hattian stood in the center of the secret room, holding a torch in his hand, illuminating the entire room. He saw every mural clearly, and the moves on it, Lang hated it over and over again, and remembered it all in his heart.

After that, he stuck the torch into the wall, pulled out the Yunling sword, imitated the person in the mural, and swung it along.

This first form is called "Youfeng Laiyi"。。。。。。 ”

At first, Lang hated the sky and danced very jerky, but with the help of Yun Ling Sword, those moves were like memories engraved into his mind, and they came easily.

He gradually immersed himself in it, and his heart moved with the sword, like flowing water, just like the person in the painting. This first style alone made him marvel in his heart, and praised Lei Yunling's talent again and again.

"There is a phoenix to come", called a sword, is actually a fusion of multiple swords, like a phoenix bird soaring in the nine heavens, elegant moves, and killing machine step by step.

The Yunling Sword in his hand danced faster and faster, gradually beyond his control, and he wanted to stop, but the sword body erupted in the next moment, shining brightly, reflecting the entire secret room. At this moment, Lang hated the sky as if he had lost his mind, and there was only a white light left in front of him.

Outside the house, the whistling wind overshadowed the voices of Luo Linyao and Su Iming, making the two people in the stone pavilion look at each other's figures in the distance, and they can only guess in their hearts.

"Hasn't Senior Brother Linyao been guarding in the old mountains, why did he suddenly come back in such weather today?"

Tang Yu pondered for a moment, and seemed to have his own opinion: "If I guess correctly, he should have returned in a hurry this time to 。。。。。。 ”

Before Tang Yu's words were finished, a crisp whistling sound suddenly sounded on the hillside in the distance, resounding through the heavens and the earth!