Chapter 117: Ten Thousand Years of Dead Mansion Breeze

"The Wind Blows !!"

Lin Yang used more than 100 years of internal strength, shouted, the voice rolled, not only resounded through the Siguo cliff, but also along the Siguo cliff to the surroundings, the sound shook the four fields.

Even in the surrounding mountains and forests, there are also many wild creatures who are alarmed by Lin Yang's voice.

But after a while, Lin Yang didn't see Feng Qingyang appear.

"Absent?" Lin Yang was speechless, Feng Qingyang wouldn't have taught Linghu Chong Dugu Nine Swords to run away, right?

Feng Qingyang is not here, Lin Yang has no choice, Huashan is so big, I don't know where this old man is hiding? Or ran out of Huashan to play?

What about the 10,000-year-old dead house?

Lin Yang pondered for a while, and walked towards the cave on the cliff, where there were many martial arts left by his predecessors, basically summarizing all the swordsmanship and cracking methods of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and some of the moves were lost in today's Wuyue Sword Sect.

Although these swordsmanship combined, they are not as good as the ultimate sword skill of Dugu Nine Swords, but they are also very good, and Lin Yang also wants to take a look at it to increase his eyesight and knowledge.

When I entered the cave, I saw a slippery boulder underground, and I don't know how many predecessors of the Huashan faction had sat here, so that this boulder sat so slippery.

On the stone wall on the left side of the big stone, there are three big characters engraved with "the wind is clear", which is carved with a sharp weapon, and the strokes are vigorous, half an inch deep.

Lin Yang saw the three typing of "Feng Qingyang", and was even more speechless, peaty, where did this 10,000-year-old dead house go?

Lin Yang picked up the heavy sword in his hand and struck it on the stone walls around the cave, "clanging", until it hit a place, and the sound changed a little. It was evident that the back two or three inches away from the stone wall was empty.

"Linghu Chong, this kid is also immoral, he learned swordsmanship by himself, and he blocked this place again!"

Lin Yang muttered, and smashed the heavy sword in his hand hard, "Bang! There was a loud bang. A large hole was broken in the stone wall, and a narrow passage appeared.

With Lin Yang's current skills of more than a hundred years, even if it was dark night, it was like day, and he didn't need lighting, and walked directly into the dark passage.

Just a few steps. I saw a skeleton lurking next to the passage, the clothes on the skeleton had decayed into dust, and there were two big axes beside him, even in the dark passage, Lin Yang also saw the cold light on the big axe. It's a sharp weapon.

The walls next to it are all cut marks by sharp axes, and it is obvious that this passage is cut out with a sharp axe, but unfortunately, only two or three inches away, this person can completely open the passage and lead to the Siguo Cliff Cave outside.

Of course, Lin Yang knew who the owner of the skeleton was before his death, and he didn't care. Continue to walk into the passage, and just a few steps later, I saw two more skeletons underground. One sits against the wall, the other curled up in a ball.

Lin Yang continued to walk for more than ten meters, turned to the left along the passage, and a huge stone cave appeared in front of him, which was large enough to accommodate a thousand people, and there were seven skeletons in the cave. Sit or lie down, with a blade by your side.

A pair of iron cards. A pair of judges' pens, an iron rod. A copper rod, one seems to be a thunder block, the other is a three-pointed two-edged knife full of wolf teeth, and a blade is like a knife but not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, the shape is very strange.

There were a total of ten skeletons before and after, and the ten elders of the Demon Sect.

I saw a big stone protruding from the ground a few zhang from the right mountain wall, which seemed to be a platform, and there were sixteen big characters engraved on the stone wall under the big stone: "Wuyue Sword School, shameless and indecent, invincible in competition, plotting to harm people." ”

Every four words are in a row, a total of four rows, each word has a ruler square, deep into the mountain stone, is carved with a very sharp blade, up to several inches deep.

The sixteen words are angular and tense.

I also saw that there were countless small characters engraved next to the sixteen big characters, all of which were curse words such as "despicable scoundrel", "shameful", "imbecile", "cowardly", etc., and the walls were full of curse sentences.

"Aren't all the people in the Demon Cult good at intrigues? It was so easy to be trapped here by the Wuyue Sword Sect, starved to death, and learned to scold the street, and he was also drunk. ”

Lin Yang shook his head slightly, looked up, and saw that above the stone wall, a line of words was engraved: "Fan Song Zhao He broke the Hengshan Sword Technique here." ”

Next to this line are countless human figures, every two figures in a group, one makes a sword and the other makes an axe, a rough calculation, to say the least, there are five or six hundred human figures, obviously the human form of the axe is cracking the sword human form.

Next to these figures, a line of handwriting suddenly appeared: "Zhang Chengyun Zhang Chengfeng broke the Huashan Sword Technique." ”

There are also countless human figures next to this line, each of the two figures in a group, one with a sword, the other with a club, apparently the person who makes the stick, cracking the sword technique of making the sword human.

Since the Hengshan Sword Technique and the Huashan Sword Technique, the Songshan Sword Technique, the Taishan Sword Technique, and the Hengshan Sword Technique have also been broken by a personal pattern one by one.

Lin Yang was quickly attracted by the swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword Sect, and unconsciously delved into the ten elders of the Demon Sect to crack the swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

A dark iron heavy sword seemed to come to life in his hand, and he used all the moves one by one, lifting as if it were weightless, as if it had no weight. After most of the day's work, I actually practiced all the moves.

"It's a little easy, huh?" Lin Yang himself was also a little surprised, could it be that his martial arts talent was amazing, and he would be able to practice these moves once?

"Maybe the internal strength is too deep, with more than 100 years of internal strength as a foundation, it is easy to practice martial arts." Lin Yang thought about it and felt that this should be the case.

After learning these martial arts moves, Lin Yang walked out of the passage, it was already a little dark at the moment, and he had just walked out of the cave where he had thought about the cliff, and his face was stunned.

I saw an old man in a white beard and green robe standing at the entrance of the cave, with a thin and tall figure and a dusty temperament.

Lin Yang was stunned: "The wind is clear? ”

"Do you recognize me? Who are you? Feng Qingyang saw Lin Yang come out of the cave, his face was also stunned, with his eyesight, he could see at a glance that this person was full of qi and unfathomable.

But he looks so young, he doesn't look like he's about twenty years old.

What's even more strange is what this person is wearing, this is the first time Feng Qingyang has seen it in his life.

"I am the chief disciple of the third generation of the Huashan Sect!" Lin Yang smiled and said a very stylish name!

Now he is wearing a T-shirt, a big pants, slippers under his feet, holding Epaid in his left hand and a heavy sword in his right hand, which is very casual and alternative, but this body is not cheap, they are all famous brands bought, rich, capricious!

This style is very common in modern times, and in the eyes of Feng Qingyang, it is extremely weird.

is what Lin Yang wore before, and it was also very eye-catching in ancient times, and anyone who saw it for the first time would be deeply impressed and secretly feel strange.

"The chief disciple of the three generations of the Huashan Sect?" Feng Qingyang was stunned.

Lin Yang nodded and said, "My master is Yue Lingshan!" ”

"......" (to be continued) R655