At night, there was darkness and silence, and Tang Jingxiong seemed to melt into the darkness.

Some people naturally like the dark, because others can't see themselves when they hide in the dark, but Tang Jingxiong wants to stay away from those noisy sounds, he needs a quiet place, think slowly, and organize his thoughts.

Over the years, he found that the people around him slowly became strangers, including his brothers, nephews, servants, and even himself. When did it start?

Ten years ago, the old woman of the Mo family sought revenge and used the "Book of Immortals" to lead the rivers and lakes to avenge revenge; Although ten years have passed since this incident, a seed of desire has been planted in everyone's heart, including their own family.

Immortals, what is immortals!

Thinking of all the strange things that happened to Tang Bai, Tang Jingxiong was curious, but more worried; recently, it was even more unfavorable; recently, the 27 members of the Tang family's branch shop in Shaocheng were killed overnight, and even the women and children who had no ability to fight back were spared, and the property in the shop was looted; the three shops in Shazhou City were burned down by a fire; the Tang family hussars rode 18 masters, and when they were escorting supplies to Xucheng, they were ambushed, and only seven people fled back; the rivers and lakes spread the word that the horse bandits in Daliangshan were preparing to break into Tang's house at night; the horse bandits in Daliangshan have always been known for their ferocity and cruelty, and where they passed, not a single inch of grass grows, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil。 He vaguely felt that there was a black hand behind the crisis of the Tang family that was slowly pushing, and the owner of this hand not only wanted the legendary "Book of Immortals", but also wanted to kill all the people of the Tang family. Tang Jingjie's departure made him realize a terrible beginning, people's hearts are unstable, internal and external troubles, and this family, which has existed for more than 100 years, is facing the crisis of falling apart.

There was still a person sitting next to Tang Jingxiong, the darkness completely covered his figure, I don't know whether it was a man or a woman, old or young, as if it didn't exist; he sat upright, like a wood carving, and even his heartbeat and breath were very weak; this is the martial arts to a certain height, in order to control the body's functions in this way, in order to merge with the darkness of this study.

"Where did the fourth brother go?"

Tang Jingxiong was silent for a long time before he muttered.

"Tianyin Mountain has passed, according to the analysis, the fourth master is ready to go to the 100,000 mountains in the Southern Wilderness. ”

"100,000 mountains, ghosts and gods are unstoppable. Hmph! Say that he is cowardly, but he dares to venture alone even in 100,000 mountains, so let him go. You send someone to follow. After Tang Jingxiong finished speaking, he said: "Xiaobai really wrote the "Lotus Sutra" to him?"

The man in the darkness did not speak, and the chamber became very silent. Both of them could hear each other's breathing, Tang Jingxiong's one-eyed quietly looked at the people around him, his one-eyed seemed to be glowing, and he could see through the darkness. ”

The two of them became silent again, and they were a little conflicted with each other, whether to continue the topic, and it wasn't until a pillar of incense had passed that Tang Jingxiong sighed and said, "Has the matter between Shaocheng and Shazhou City been investigated?"

"There is the shadow of Xia Hou's family behind it. ”

Xia Hou family, Xia Hou Zicong.

Tang Jingxiong shook his head helplessly, his pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

"How many more people are there in the city?"

"The jade people of Qibao Mountain, the ice fairy of Cloud Peak. ”

After the man finished speaking, he sighed, he also felt a heavy pressure, not only these two people from the rivers and lakes who came to Lotus City, but the most difficult to deal with was definitely these two people, because they were realm masters.

Jade Taoist is not a Taoist, his surname is jade, a famous Taoist, according to legend, fifty years ago, his father was a Taoist priest of the "Nine Taoist Temple", so he named him Taoist, and later it was rumored that his father stole the Zhenguan peerless "Enlightenment" from the "Nine Taoist Temple", and was hunted down by the "Nine Taoist Temple", and then there was no news. Until twenty-seven years ago, the Jade Daoist slashed hundreds of Taoist priests of the 'Nine Dao Temple' one by one with one sword, and since then, there have been no rivers and lakes; no one knows that he is right or evil, and no one knows his martial arts realm, but Tang Jingxiong knows that at that time, the head of the 'Nine Dao Temple', Bai Mei Dao Chang, was already a master of the realm. More than 20 years have passed, what is the realm of the martial arts of the Jade Dao people?

The ice fairy is not a fairy, she was originally a person of the same generation as Tang Ruting, but she has a good appearance, and she is as beautiful and beautiful as a twenty-eight girl at the age of twenty-eight, so she is called a fairy, and few people know her original name. It is rumored that the ice fairy ate a thousand-year-old He Shou Wu when she was a girl, so her true qi increased greatly and her face was not old. Tang Jingxiong once heard Tang Ruting say that the name of the Ice Fairy is among the realm masters on the rivers and lakes.

If the Tang family faced a catastrophe ten years ago, then this time the Tang family will face a catastrophe.

Tang Jingxiong began to be silent again, the shadow around him had disappeared, how he left the study, no one knew, just as no one knew how he appeared, he was like a ghost.

Quiet, so quiet that he can hear his heartbeat, he is over half a hundred years old, Tang Jingxiong thinks that he still has the courage, even in the face of life and death, he can face it calmly; but in this life, he is afraid; he calms his mood, he does not allow his character to have any impulses, he knows very well that any powerful family, facing the entire rivers and lakes and many families, the result will be very miserable.

There was another slight knock on the door outside the study.

"Come in!"

Tang Jingxiong said a little tired, after all, he was no longer young, and things happened one after another, and the high concentration of his mind and the endless transmission of thoughts made his body and spirit a little difficult.

The one who came in was also a half-centenarian, and when he saw that the room was pitch black, he fumbled to light the oil lamp on the table.

The lights were dim, and the farther away they were, the darker they became, and they couldn't illuminate Tang Jingxiong's face, but they illuminated Tang Jinghao's expression.

The four brothers of the Tang family, whose names are taken as Ying, Xiong, Hao, and Jie, are trapped in the family until they are old, but they don't know whose heroes they are and what kind of heroes exist. The eldest brother Jing Ying guards the ancestral shrine and never takes it for the rest of his life, and does not ask about the world, like a born person; the fourth brother Jing Jie betrays his wife and children for the sake of a scripture, and is sentenced to run away from the family, and has been removed from the family tree; the only one who can help him is the third child in front of him; does the third child really have no other ideas? Not to mention that he is Xingjun's father and Xiaobai's grandfather.

"Second brother. What are you looking for me?"

"Third child, do you know the current situation of the family?"

Tang Jinghao nodded, of course he understood the truth of 'the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty', not to mention that the matter is related to his children and grandchildren.

"The Tang family has been inherited so far, and has also experienced life and death, and has never folded the prestige of the Tang family at any time. Tang Jingxiong didn't wait for Tang Jinghao to reply, and then said: "But what we have to face is not which person or which family, but the entire rivers and lakes, if you are not careful, it will be a disaster, and you have to make more plans, so I want you to take the sixteen Tang family disciples from the Juyi Hall and leave from the secret passage, just in case, keep the fire for the Tang family and spread the branches." ”

"Okay!" Tang Jinghao didn't think about it, so he agreed. Then he thought about it and said, "What about Xiaobai?"

There was silence, and for a while, the secret room instantly became very quiet again, and after a long time, Tang Jinghao sighed and muttered, "I know." In this short period of time, he seemed to be ten years old, and all his spirit seemed to be drained.

"The third child。。。。。 ”

Tang Jinghao waved his hand, cheered up, and said: "Xiaobai has become the source of the Tang family's troubles, although he is Xingjun's son, but for him, the entire Tang family can't be buried with him." ”

Tang Jingxiong sighed and closed his eyes.

When Tang Jinghao left, the wind blew in from outside the door, blowing out the oil lamp, and the secret room fell into darkness again.

Darkness can hide a lot of invisible helplessness and pain.

The night is getting darker and darker, the moon is hidden in the clouds, and the surroundings are pitch black, and the wind is getting more and more urgent, whistling incessantly, and thousands of bamboo leaves are fluttering and falling, and in the dark night, I don't know where they are drifting.

Tang Bai entered a strange state, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to have a pair of invisible eyes, seeing everything around him clearly; the wind, green bamboo, spring bamboo shoots, bamboo leaves, mountain rocks, green grass, and the sword moves in his mind all seemed to be changing, evolving, and changing into a kind of unfamiliar runes, and these runes were constantly combined, combining familiar words, and like the scriptures in the "Lotus Sutra", and it seemed to be different from the scriptures, as if there was a pair of invisible hands, rearranging the three thousand words to form a new kind of scriptures.

It's a strange feeling, feeling like you're the invisible hands, feeling like a stranger, watching another person control your mind.

He felt that his body was constantly tense, his true qi was surging in his body, and he was rushing through some unfamiliar meridians, and when the true qi formed Zhou Tian, his body became relaxed, and there was a sublimation of shedding his old body. Those martial arts secrets in yesterday's secret room flashed in my mind, one move and one style, A word by word came to his mind, and then he felt that his soul was blown out of his body by the wind, floating in the air, watching the body leap up, the bamboo stick in his hand flew up and down, sometimes turning into a stick like a knife, the knife was like a frenzy, sometimes sweeping and splitting, and the cutting and slashing brought up an invisible knife qi, and the green bamboo around was broken by the knife qi, and it was crooked everywhere; sometimes it turned into a sword, and the eighteen styles of the sword seemed to be a brick, a tile, a beam, a door and window, and different swordsmanship, moves, all of which were composed of the eighteen basic sword moves。。。。。。

"Little bastard, you can't stop for a while, you don't want to live. ”

Tang Ruting suddenly appeared, the torch in his hand flashing in the wind, illuminating the surroundings dimly. Seeing Tang Bai combining different secret techniques, sometimes Yin Sword, sometimes Yang Sword, sometimes invigorating muscles and bones, stimulating flesh and blood, he couldn't help but be shocked, afraid that he would be angry, and couldn't help but shout and scold.