We've been waiting!

Xiao Yang felt that his soul was trembling, looking at Gao Gao Zhen, who was so out of shape that he couldn't cry at the moment, Xiao Yang couldn't help but imagine that in Yanhuang, all over the world, three rivers and five mountains, how many Sword Sect brothers and sisters were suffering like this in the dark! Back then, the survivors didn't dare to reveal their identity as the Sword Sect in front of people, but there was no doubt that they had always instilled the thoughts of the Sword Sect's disciples in their own juniors.

Every generation has struggled for the rebuilding of the Sword Sect.

They are all waiting.

Waiting for the day when the Sword Sect will see the light of day again!

Waiting, recognizing the ancestors and returning to the Sword Sect.

There are more than 200 people in the Mojian clan in front of him, perhaps, in a corner of Yanhuang, there are still a hundred people hidden? Ten people? Or even just a personal disciple......

are all waiting.

They firmly believe that one day, the banner of the Sword Sect will be raised with the wind again......

Back then, the Sword Sect, known as the head of the Eighteen Dragon Protector Families, had unrivaled strength. Wiped out overnight, it is absolutely unrealistic for the enemy to completely wipe out the Sword Sect.

Xiao Yang's mood at the moment couldn't help but become more urgent, he couldn't wait to finalize the day of the opening of the Sword Sect immediately, no matter how difficult the road ahead was, reopen the Sword Sect, and let the disciples of the Sword Sect scattered in all directions reunite when they hear the wind.

Let the brothers and sisters go home.

"Can you take me back to meet everyone?" Xiao Yang spoke in a deep voice.

Gao Gao Zhen nodded heavily, "If they know the Dao and the Sword Sect Master appears, they will definitely go crazy with joy!" ”

In the process of rushing back to the city, Xiao Yang learned more about the Mo Jian Clan, and at the same time, when Gao Gao Zhen learned the exact news of the Sword Sect from Xiao Yang, knowing that the Sword Sect in Yunnan had a scale of nearly 2,000 people, and had a terrifying [Qiu Ying] abroad, he was immediately excited.

In terms of numbers, this group of Sword Sect disciples led by Luo Tianzun should have gathered the largest number among the survivors of the Sword Sect.

To Xiao Yang's surprise, the place where the Sword Sect's Mo Sword Clan stood was actually in the downtown of the capital. A long street with a long history, the Beijing [Zijin] Calligraphy and Painting Company is located here. Under Gao Gaozhen's inform, Xiao Yang Zhilu said that on this street, including the [Zijin] Calligraphy and Painting Company, nearly ten restaurants or shopping malls are the industry of the Mojian family.

This street is simply the territory of the Mo Jian clan.

Gao Gaozhen took Xiao Yang into a shopping mall, walked through the lively crowd, walked straight inside, and the elevator went down to the negative second floor. After the elevator opened, the two shuttled left and right along a long road about two meters wide.

"This is a relatively safe place that our Mo Jian Clan has opened up in the capital for many years." Gao Gaozhen explained as he walked, "These intricate passages, exits can lead to more than a dozen shops on this street, and even three extend to remote places further afield. Here are some measures to prevent accidents. ”

Gao Gao Zhen said calmly, but Xiao Yang fully felt the hardships that the Mo Sword Clan had experienced over the years, they were not afraid of death, but they had to live strong for the revival of the Sword Sect. In fact, the one led by Luo Tian and others in Yunnan is not the same. In the abyss of Xiaozhu Temple, even the sunshine has never been seen all year round.

Xiao Yang walked forward, but the doubts on his brows became more and more intense......

"Sect Master, aren't you surprised that, with our identity, we were able to silently construct such a magnificent underground passage secret room in the capital." Gao Gao Zhen knew Xiao Yang's doubts, and said with a side face, "In fact, not only you, but our entire Mojian Clan has also had this confusion for the past hundred years. ”

"What?" Xiao Yang was taken aback.

"I heard from the ancestors of the clan that when our group fled to the vicinity of the capital, it was surrounded and intercepted by the enemy, and when there was no hope of survival, a group of mysterious people appeared!" Gao Gao Zhen said in a deep voice, "The appearance of that group of mysterious people not only finally freed us from the siege, but also allowed our clan seniors to enter the capital. ”

"With the secret help of these mysterious people, our Mojian clan can settle down in peace and quiet in the capital."

"Who are they?" Xiao Yang couldn't help but ask.

"I still don't know what to do." Gao Gao Zhen said, "In fact, I have never seen them, the clan seniors said that after they helped my Mojian clan settle down, they never showed up, but our Mojian clan has not encountered the slightest trouble in the capital for so many years, this is abnormal, the clan seniors deduced, maybe that group of mysterious people secretly helped us a lot behind our backs." Unfortunately, we still don't know the identity of the benefactor. ”

Xiao Yang nodded slowly, and subconsciously kept an eye in his heart, what was that group of mysterious people helping the Mo Jian clan for?

Involving hundreds of lives in the Sword Sect, Xiao Yang must be cautious.

"By the way, you said before, what did you know about the Holy Dragon King?" Xiao Yang couldn't help asking.

Gao Gao Zhen smiled mysteriously and pointed ahead, "It's coming soon, Sect Master, everything including the Holy Dragon King, you will soon know." ”

Push open a door, and the front suddenly opens up.

A fairly wide area of the martial arts training ground, under the reflection of the lights, more than 100 people scattered all over the martial arts training ground, sword light flying.

Xiao Yang's eyes swept away, this was a very familiar scene, in the Yunnan Sword Sect station, Xiao Yang had never seen the scene of the Sword Sect's disciples practicing swords hard, this kind of scene made Xiao Yang's heart involuntarily filled with a burst of warmth. Whether it is a white-haired old man or a three-year-old child, they are all practicing swords.

Gao Gaozhen pushed open the door and came in, attracting the attention of many people.

Because everyone found an 'uninvited guest', Xiao Yang!

One after another, sharp eyes fell on Xiao Yang's body, with vigilance.

"Young master." A middle-aged man walked over with a calm expression, arched his hand towards Gao Gaozhen, and immediately looked at Xiao Yang with a hint of vigilance, "This is ......"

Gao Gaozhen's status in the Mojian clan is second only to his master Wanhuo Throne.

Hearing this, Gao Gaozhen looked at Xiao Yang sideways and smiled, and said, "This is one of the five heart thunder thrones of our Mojian Clan, and it is also my senior uncle, the Qingfeng Throne. ”

Qingfeng Venerable's face changed, he didn't expect Gao Gaozhen to tell an 'outsider' about the existence of the Mo Jian Clan, but before he had time to speak, Gao Gaozhen had already smiled again and said to Xiao Yang, "How many tricks do you instruct my senior uncle?" ”

Gao Gaozhen's words are definitely not a provocation, he has seen Xiao Yang's swordsmanship, and Xiao Yang pointed out the Qingfeng Throne, which is not an exaggeration.

Syllable!

Gao Gao Zhen also moved quickly, and immediately threw Xiao Yang an ordinary long sword.

Xiao Yang didn't shirk it, raised his eyes to look at the Qingfeng Throne, and said with a light smile, "Please." ”

Qingfeng Venerable looked extremely puzzled and glanced at Gao Gao Zhen, in the Mojian Clan, his strength in the Heart Thunder Second Tribulation was second only to the Ten Thousand Fire Venerable Throne and this genius junior brother Young Master Gao Gaozhen, and now, the Young Master actually let a person who looked younger than him to guide him?

Qingfeng Venerable frowned, stretched out his hand and raised his sword, and the sword qi struck fiercely, "Be careful!" ”

A sword is coming against the wind!

What he wielded was the Five Elements Wind Sword.

Xiao Yang's figure slid on one side, and while avoiding the sword of the Qingfeng Throne, he immediately raised his eyes and said, "The sword goes sideways, this move 'rides the wind and stabbing the waves', the essence lies in taking advantage of the situation, riding the wind and taking advantage of the momentum, and breaking the waves with a sword." ”

The pupils of the Qingfeng Venerable Throne couldn't help but shake violently, and a touch of shock rose in his heart, and he raised his sword to attack Xiao Yang again.

"'Swift Wind'! Uncle Qingfeng, you have more than enough sword power, but your sword intent is missing the word 'crazy'! ”

The battle between the two had already attracted the attention of everyone in the entire martial arts training ground, and they all gathered around, and their expressions involuntarily showed shock.

"The young man in front of him is able to fight with Uncle Qingfeng on an equal footing."

"No, Uncle Qingfeng has always been making a move, he seems to be ...... is commenting and pointing out Uncle Qingfeng's sword moves. ”

"How is that possible!"

At this moment, Qingfeng Venerable's heart was even more shocked, he finally agreed with Gao Gaozhen's words, this son in front of him, pointing out himself, is more than enough.

Every move he uses seems to have become invisible in front of the other party. Every subtle change was understood by the other party, and pointed out their own shortcomings.

In just a few minutes of fighting, Qingfeng Zunzuo felt that he seemed to be fighting against a senior master, and in a short period of time, under the guidance of his predecessor, Qingfeng Zunzuo felt that his swordsmanship was faintly showing signs of transformation......

A set of 'Five Elements Wind Sword' danced, and the figure of the Qingfeng Venerable Throne retreated, looking at Xiao Yang with a shocked expression, at this moment, he didn't know how to speak out, and the waves in his heart were stirring.

Xiao Yang still stood calmly, but the feeling of giving the Qingfeng Throne was like a majestic mountain, and in front of Xiao Yang, the Qingfeng Throne didn't even have the courage to lift a sword.

There was silence all around, looking at Xiao Yang with an expression of disbelief, and ...... With doubts.

Gao Gao Zhen stepped forward with a smile and patted Qingfeng Venerable's shoulder, "Uncle Qingfeng, how do you feel?" ”

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Qingfeng Zunza's mouth, he really didn't know how to answer Gao Gaozhen's question.

Xiao Yang also vaguely understood Gao Gaozhen's intentions, he suddenly appeared in the place of the Mojian clan, no matter how many words he spoke, it was more convincing than one shot, and from the eyes of the people around him, it had already explained everything.

"Uncle Shi, are you convinced?" Gao Gao Zhen smiled.

Qingfeng Venerable is also a frank person, and he arched his hand towards Xiao Yang, "The hero is a young man, little brother, Qingfeng is convinced of you." ”

"Ha Lu Ha!" Gao Gao Zhen seemed to have succeeded in his prank, "Uncle Qingfeng, soon you will be frightened by this 'little brother'. ”

Xiao Yang looked at Gao Gaozhen with a calm smile, from the moment he stepped into this martial arts training ground, Xiao Yang felt that Gao Gaozhen seemed to be a different person, here, he completely removed the shackles outside, and got along very well with the brothers and sisters of the Sword Sect, not at all like the proud undefeated myth of the [Zijin] Calligraphy and Painting Company.

Now it's a little 'tricky' with the Qingfeng Venerable.

At this time, on the other side of the martial arts training ground, a door was pushed open, and a group of figures hurriedly came, the leader, dressed in a red robe like fire, with vicissitudes on his face, looked excited, and hurriedly rushed to the front of everyone, his eyes fell on Xiao Yang, he couldn't suppress a touch of heat, and then hurriedly looked at Gao Gaozhen sideways, Gao Gaozhen nodded with a smile.

The man's pupils immediately became even more excited, and he knelt down with a puff, his tone trembling with excitement, "Wan Huo, a disciple of the Mo Jian Clan, lead all the disciples to welcome the sect master!" ”