Lei Tianning felt that it was time to unite with other sects to fight against the royal family.

"Since there is such a big move on the side of Taisu City, then the other sects must have received the same news, it would be too unwise not to unite as soon as possible and leave each other a chance to break through. ”

"But what if other sects don't want to tear their faces with the royal family and choose to give in?"

Lei Tianning was silent for a long time, and still insisted on his opinion: "No matter what, I won't allow them to take away a single grass and tree from my Lei Gang Mountain!"

Seeing that the eldest brother said it so categorically, Lei Tianqing simply let it go.

"Then fight them to the end!"

The decision has been made, but the road ahead must be very difficult, and the people of the entire Lei Gang Mountain don't know that at this moment, they are about to usher in a violent storm.

Lang hattian naturally didn't know at all, and now he was staying in his room, unfolding his mother's portrait and wiping it carefully.

Every line on it, even the curve of the mother's mouth smiling upwards in the portrait, is familiar to me. I have no progress on my mother's clues in these days, and the only thing I can hope for is to wait for Meng Nanxun to return, and I can learn more detailed things from her mouth.

Lang hated the sky and closed the picture scroll, looked at Lei Yunling's house on the north slope of the mountain peak outside the window, held the Yunling sword in his arms, and thought carefully. At that time, it was as if something was calling for this sword in the dark.

This day passed in a hurry in his doubts, and it was the next day, but the weather suddenly changed greatly, and before the winter day, it snowed inexplicably.

The temperature plummeted, and it was unexpected. It's nothing to be young and strong like Lang Hattian, but the thundercloud warbler has been coughing incessantly since she got up in the morning, as if she was suffering from a cold.

She could only lie on the bed, and Lang hated the sky and waited anxiously to the side. The snow outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and the thundercloud warbler kept looking out, a little uneasy.

"Xiaotian, it's enough to have Qiuying here, if you have time now, go and clean up Brother Yunling's yard for me. ”

Hearing this, Lang hattian nodded, took the key in Lei Yunying's hand, put on a thick coat, and walked towards the north of the mountain.

After he entered the courtyard, he first cleared the snow in the courtyard, and then came to the front door of the main house.

A copper lock hung from the carved wooden door, which Lang Hatian opened without much effort. There is not as much dust in the house as expected, and it seems that the thundercloud warbler also cleans the house every once in a while. It's just that because there have been no people living for a long time, the temperature inside the house is not much different from the outside.

Lang hattian raised his head and looked around, this place is still the same as when Lei Yunling left, it has not changed, there are only a few furnishings in the room, but each one is very exquisite, the rounded corner of the Eight Immortals table, there is a coffee table carved by the dragon and the phoenix, and there are sculptures, jade and various exquisite objects on the rosewood shelf.

There are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, and the rice paper in the center is spread out, as if it has been waiting for the owner of the house to splash ink for more than 20 years.

Lang hattian paced slowly in the room, admiring the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, all of which were signed in Lei Yunling's name.

"I didn't expect Yun Ling's predecessors to have such attainments in calligraphy and painting. He was so fascinated that he forgot his purpose for a while.

At this time, the Yun Ling Sword on Lang Hattian's back trembled again.

He could now be sure that there must be something in this room that was attracting it.

Lang hated Tian searched carefully in this room, but he didn't find anything, and the sword behind his back only trembled like nothing, until he stood at the door of the inner room near the west, and the feeling suddenly became strong.

"Sure enough, it's in here. ”

He opened the curtain and walked in, and found that the inner room was much smaller than the outside one, with only a bed, a cabinet, and a table by the window, and a set of tea sets on it, and two pots of orchids on the windowsill.

Lang opened the cabinet and searched under the bed, but found nothing, and finally his eyes fell on the wall behind the bed.

The reason why Lang hattian paid attention to this wall was because its color was different from the surrounding walls, which were all painted with white ash, but the color of this side was obviously a little brighter.

He stepped forward and tapped his hand on it, and there was a crisp sound.

This is empty behind it!

Lang Hatian groped around for a mechanism that could open the wall, and finally found a relief beast head at the head of the bed, which was not completely integrated with the bed.

He grabbed the unknown beast eagle and shook it, and found that he could move, and his heart was overjoyed. However, the reality didn't make him happy for long, Lang hated Tian just tried to turn a little harder, but he didn't expect it to break off with a "click".

He looked at the beast-headed eagle in his hand with a bewildered expression, and then looked at the fracture, and found that the connecting rod below had already been gnawed by moths.

"Damn, can't you use iron!?"

He kicked the wooden bed hard, walked over to the wall again, scratching his ears and cheeks.

What to do, or not just break it with brute force?

Do this, if you let Grandma Yunying know。。。。。。

This doesn't work, that doesn't work, the space behind the wall is like a huge treasure, attracting Lang Hatian all the time. Even the Yun Ling Sword behind him trembled more and more.

Just when Lang hated the sky and was about to give up for the time being, the Yun Ling Sword suddenly unsheathed uncontrollably, circled around the room a few times, and then flew straight towards the wall, and finally embedded it with a "poof".

He didn't expect such a thing to happen, and hurriedly pulled out the Yun Ling Sword, and was thinking about how to explain the matter to the Thunder Cloud Warbler, when there was a sudden sound of a machine running from the wall, and then on one side of the wall, the whitewashed ash fluttered down, revealing an entrance that was more than a person high.

Lang stood there in a daze, looking at the sword in his hand, and then at the open entrance, his brain was a little unable to react.

"This... It didn't take much effort to get there。。。。。。 ”

He took a long breath and walked into the hidden chamber.

Outside the house, the snow was still falling, and there was no tendency to get smaller at all, and the snow that had just been swept in the yard was piled up with a thick layer, and the entire Leigang Mountain was gradually shrouded in white.

In the middle of the vast plain behind Lei Gang Mountain, in the simple bamboo house, Yun Ci was shrunk at the head of the bed, draped over all the clothes he could find, still shivering from the cold.

"Ahh

"It's really weather。。。。。。 It's too sudden. Ahh

On this day, because of the sudden heavy snowfall, the people in the town below the mountain were in trouble, and they were busy collecting the food that was drying outside, and many disciples in the mountain gate were also sent down the mountain to help.

A road runs through the town and into the far north, where it finally leads.

In the whiteness of the sky, at the end of heaven and earth, there was a petite figure, the gray on his body, which seemed incompatible with the white of the snow, was staggering towards Lei Gang Mountain.