The torches are still lit, illuminating the dark night in the courtyard, the sound of the craftsmen banging and beating is non-stop, Mingyue is gone, Dugu Meng is also gone, only Li Yang and the uninvited guest who just arrived.

"Why did the male gang leader come?" Li Yang asked.

"Of course it was to kill you, did you forget the account with the old man four months ago?" Xiongba said awe-inspiringly, a pair of eyes like a sharp big knife, straight at Li Yang.

"You're not here to kill me." Li Yang shook his head and said.

"Oh?"

"Because you're not stupid, on the contrary, you're smart." Li Yang said.

"Then tell me why the old man came?" Xiongba asked with interest.

Li Yang pondered for a moment, "I guess, you are here to cheer me on, encourage me to show my might, and defeat the Sword Saint, so that the remnants of Wushuang City will be completely free of threat, and you can sit back and relax." ”

Xiongba sighed: "The old man naturally hopes for this, but unfortunately, it is impossible, but." ”

"But what?" Li Yang asked cooperatively.

A light rose in Xiongba's eyes, "Since you can defeat Dugu's side, it means that you still have some ability, although it is unlikely to be the opponent of the Sword Master, but as long as you "work hard", you can't hurt him." ”

Li Yang clapped his hands, and then said: "When the time comes, the male gang leader will come forward again, sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman, I will hurt the Sword Saint, the Sword Saint will kill me, and you will kill the Sword Saint, and it will be decided in one fell swoop." ”

Xiongba's eyes were fixed on Li Yang, "You don't want to?" ”

"Who wants to live this to death?" Li Yang said as a matter of course.

"You challenge the Juggernaut, don't you want to die? Since you are going to die, it is better to use it for the old man before you die, and when the time comes, the old man will definitely take the head of the Sword Saint and comfort you in the spirit of the sky, so that your wish to send death will be fulfilled, and the old man will help you kill the enemy, the best of both worlds, isn't it wonderful? The hero finally said his true purpose.

Li Yang said: "It's really wonderful, I'm going to be moved, but you missed a little." ”

"Which point?" Xiongba asked.

"I'm not going to die." Li Yang's sentence has been repeated three times.

But still that confident.

"Do you think you can defeat Juggernaut?" Xiongba asked with a strange expression.

"Absolutely!" Li Yang cut the railway.

The strange look on the hero's face became even stronger.

This kid, he shouldn't be crazy, right?

Xiongba's eyes were fixed on Li Yang, as if he wanted to find evidence of his madness from him.

Li Yang looked at him confidently.

Xiongba didn't find any evidence, and shook his head in his heart, he really didn't know where this kid's confidence came from.

"That's fine."

Xiongba failed to achieve his goal, and the corners of his mouth were actually rising, "It's good if you can defeat the Sword Master, so you will definitely do your best then." ”

"Of course."

It's over!

Xiongba was proud in his heart, looked at Li Yang with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and said with a smile: "If you lose, the old man will still kill the Sword Saint and avenge you." ”

That's a beautiful thing to say.

Li Yang raised his eyebrows, "What if I win?" ”

Win?

Xiongba waved his hand funny and exaggerated: "The old man should be holding a banquet to celebrate your achievements." ”

"Then I'll be here, thank you first." Li Yang's tone did not contain a trace of gratitude.

"It's good to say, it's easy to say, haha......" The male gang leader couldn't help laughing, turned around and blended into the night in the distance, and completely walked away.

Only Li Yang was left in the courtyard.

He bowed his head.

Only then did he see that there was a jar in his arms.

Columbarium!

Naturally, it is Yun Niang's ashes.

Li Yang rubbed his hand on the ashes altar and muttered, "I will definitely win!" ”

The bleak autumn wind was whistling, and it seemed that Yun Niang was echoing him.

Following.

No matter how good a craftsman is, no matter how fast he works, it is naturally impossible to build a cemetery overnight, and Li Yang's request is to build it before the decisive battle with the Sword Saint.

He believes that Yingwei will be able to do this well.

Because Li Yang is still alive now, as long as he is alive for one day, Ying Wei will definitely do what he promised him well, so Li Yang is very relieved to go out.

Qingliang Temple.

As the most famous temple in Qinghai, it is naturally full of people, lively and extraordinary, pilgrims come and go, some are rich to the flow of oil, and the poorer are asking for food in front of the mountain gate.

They were all looking at Li Yang.

Because between them, there is really no one like Li Yang, who came over with the columbarium.

Li Yang didn't have his own consciousness of being too different at all, holding the ashes altar, and walked towards the temple on the mountain step by step.

Along the way, whether it was the poor, the rich, the son, or the young lady, they all shouted bad luck and hid their faces to avoid it, but they made way for Li Yang.

"You, why did you come up with the ashes altar, go away and go away." The little monk guarding the gate of the temple didn't wait for Li Yang to walk in, but ran over and waved his hand to drive away.

Swish!

Li Yang flashed in front of his eyes like a ghost, and the person disappeared.

The little monk's hand froze in place, he couldn't help but look back, and sure enough, he saw the back of Li Yang who had already walked into the temple gate, but this time he didn't dare to face Li Yang for anything.

Inside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The people who knelt down, begged for lots, and burned incense all ran away as if they were hiding from the plague god.

In the huge hall, only Li Yang held the ashes altar and looked at the golden statue of Sakyamuni Buddha in front of him.

He didn't say anything.

Because today's protagonist is not him.

He just came to pray for Yun Niang.

If there are really ghosts and gods in this world, you may be able to hear Yun Niang's prayers.

Although Li Yang couldn't hear it, he knew what kind of blessing Yun Niang was praying for, so it was equivalent to hearing it.

"Amitabha, the donor came with the ashes of the deceased, could it be that his heart is also full of death?" A burly big monk walked over, followed by the little monk who had tried to stop Li Yang at the temple gate before.

"You're the host?" Li Yang turned his head and asked.

"The host called me." The Great Monk said.

"You're going to drive me away?" Li Yang turned his head indifferently and continued to look at the Buddha statue in front of him.

"Naturally, monks will not drive out believers." The Great Monk said.

Li Yang, of course, is not a believer.

But he was also happy to pretend for a moment of peace.

"You seem to know me?" Li Yang heard his tone.

"Kill the lonely side, break the Peerless City, and now challenge the long-retired Sword Saint, I'm afraid there are few people in the martial arts who don't know the donor." The Great Monk said.

"That means that you are also a martial artist." Li Yang said.

"The poor monk is not worthy." The great monk reported his own doorway.

Worthy of the monk!

Li Yang couldn't help but glance at him more, but didn't say anything.

In the past, he could only look up to it, but now, he is only a fellow practitioner.

He doesn't say it, he doesn't say it.

"Amitabha, life is short, the donor is young, the good years have just begun, why bother to seek death, it is better to go back"

Li Yang said impatiently: "You also think I'm looking for death?" ”

It is not false: "The battle between the donor and the sword master is slim, why not"

Before he could finish speaking, something suddenly shot in from outside the temple.

"Donor, be careful." His face changed.

There was no need for him to remind him, as soon as Li Yang raised his hand, he had already grabbed what was shooting.

It turned out to be a paper ball, and the paper ball was wrapped in a stone.

Throwing away the stone casually, Li Yang frowned and opened the paper ball, only to see that it was written:

"The old people are reunited, and the mountains come to see you - the wind"

Wind!

But why is Nie Feng so sneaky?

Turning his head to look at the bewildered face, Li Yang said: "I still have something to do, and the blessing has been done, so let's listen to the master's Zen principles next time I have a chance." ”

He said it politely and without being rude, and even if he wanted to know what was written on that piece of paper, what could he say?

"Donor walks slowly." You're welcome.

Li Yang nodded, hugged the ash altar, walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, chasing the wind and catching shadows repeatedly, his body was like a breeze, and in the blink of an eye, the person had already disappeared.

Back Mountain.

Two figures stood on the top of the mountain, and the autumn wind stirred their robes to hunt.

It was Nie Feng and Li Yang.

"Condolences and change." Nie Feng said in a complicated tone, he had already prepared a stomach full of comforting words, but when it came to his mouth, it only became these four simple words.

"Don't worry, I'm definitely much better than you think." Li Yang said indifferently.

From his face, there was not the slightest hint of pain.

There was not a hint of a smile either.

Nie Feng felt that this was terrifying.

There is no greater mourning than death.

He had to be persuaded again.

But when he spoke, Li Yang said in advance as if he was an unpredictable prophet: "Don't say words of comfort, whether you believe it or not, I am indeed very good now." ”

It's the truth.

But no one believed it.

"Ugh."

Nie Feng sighed deeply, "I still have to persuade you, with the Sword Saint"

"I will win!" Li Yang was like an unpredictable prophet again, and rushed to say.

Bright Moon, Dugu Dream, Winning, Dominant, True...... Almost everyone thought that he was looking for death, and he didn't need Nie Feng to say anything, just by looking at Nie Feng's face, Li Yang knew that he thought the same thing.

"Do you have to fight?" Nie Feng asked again.

"We have to fight." Li Yang affirmed.

"That's good." Nie Feng took out a notebook from his arms and handed it to Li Yang.

The book is very new, the cover is clean, and there is a smell of undried ink on it.

I can see that this is a book that has just been written.

"What is this?" Li Yang took the notebook.

Nie Feng explained: "The cheats of the Wind God's legs, I wrote it overnight, I hope you can have more confidence when you fight against the Sword Master."

"Sure of escape?" Li Yang asked rhetorically.

"As long as you survive, anything." Nie Feng didn't care.

Li Yang couldn't help but say: "This is the mastery of Xiongba, if he knows." ”

"He already knows."

"Oh?"

Nie Feng explained: "Now everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that you will be the wind god legs, some people say that you are a martial arts wizard who is rare in a hundred years, and you learned it secretly after just seeing it from me, and some people say that you are infatuated with you and teach you martial arts secrets privately, and some people say that you have already been favored by Xiongba, and you are his fast son-in-law who rides the dragon, and the wind god leg is what he taught you privately......

In short, as your name resounded in the martial arts, rumors about your past, life experience, martial arts, and all kinds of gossip were flying all over the sky, so my master also knew about your wind god legs, but he didn't seem to have the intention of pursuing it. ”

Investigate?

Li Yang pouted: "Before I duel with the Sword Saint, the male tyrant wishes that I would be healthy." ”

Nie Feng didn't speak.

Although he is honest, he is not stupid, and he knows his character very well.

Otherwise, there was no need for him to sneak to Li Yang in the name of chasing Bu Jingyun, not for fear of being suspicious of Xiongba.

But who made Xiongba the master.

As a disciple, how can you slander Master behind your back?

Of course, Li Yang also understood, put away the cheats, and thanked him.

"By the way, I think there's someone you'd love to meet." Li Yang said suddenly.

"Who?" Nie Feng couldn't help but ask curiously.

Li Yang said inexplicably: "There is no chance in the floating world, it is difficult to get old, and the city is crying goodbye"

"Both of them lost their voices, complained about injustice, hated love and had no chance" Nie Feng couldn't help but rush to read out the rest of the sentences, and then excitedly held Li Yang's shoulder.

"Mingyue, it's Mingyue, where is she?"

"Come with me."

Li Yang took Nie Feng back to the house.

Seeing Nie Feng and Mingyue reuniting, Li Yang left with interest.

Back inside the house.

Holding Yun Niang's columbarium.

"Juggernaut, Juggernaut...... I will win! After Li Yang muttered for a while, his eyes burst with firm conviction.

Now, he was indeed no match for the Juggernaut, and ten of them were not combined.

But sixteen days later, that's it!

Take out the Aeolus Legs cheats.

Different from the three tricks of Youruojiao, this cheats are all the wind god legs.

"Huh?" Li Yang opened it and looked at it, but after reading it once, he found something wrong.

I looked through it again.

"The first type of wind god legs is chasing the wind and catching shadows, the second type is strong grass in the wind, the third type is rainstorm and wind, the fourth type is vigorous and resolute, the fifth type is windswept and the building is remnant, and the sixth type is the howl of the divine wind"

This is all the content on the cheats given by Nie Feng.

Li Yang put down the cheats, his consciousness sank into his mind, clicked on the golden finger fluorescent board, and opened the study list, on which there were three tricks of Fengshen legs taught by Youruo.

Li Yang's gaze crossed the first type of wind chasing shadows and the fifth type of wind scrolling floor remnants, and looked at the last move of the kamikaze.

…… Seventh Formula!