Before Lin Huang approached Xuelu, he felt uncomfortable.

In the snow house, the sound of the piano made Lin Huang think of Xiao Yishan, it was like crying and grabbing the ground, and it was miserable.

Lin Huang pushed open the door and saw a one-armed middle-aged man with his back to him, two fingers hooking the strings, his figure was quaint, and he seemed to be very intoxicated.

"I've seen Senior Brother!"

Lin Huang cleared his throat and spoke.

Ding.

The one-armed middle-aged man turned around, with a smile on his resolute face, and asked, "How are you playing?"

Ahem!

Lin Huang coughed twice, and then looked serious, "It's rare to smell it a few times in the world!"

With a bang, Lin Huang was thrown out of the snow house.

Lin Huang didn't tell a lie, Yan Zangfeng played the piano with his fingers one by one, the same as pulling a bow, this is called playing the piano?

The sound of the piano has made the cattle of Qilin Peak die, which is not a rare time in the world?

And Yan Zangfeng naturally heard the meaning of Lin Huang.

"Everyone else says it's good, but you don't speak with your conscience!"

Yan Zangfeng walked out of the snow house and snorted coldly.

Lin Huang got up from the snow and looked at the latter carefully. Dressed in a somewhat old green shirt, he is burly, his face is like a deep-sea reef, calm and atmospheric.

However, the two eyebrows pierced obliquely into the sideburns, like two ancient swords that hide their edges.

Although it is one-armed and has no right hand, it still does not reduce its cold might. Under its majesty, there is also a bit of warmth and handsomeness. Like a middle-aged man with great taste.

"I heard you don't want to come to Houshan?"

Yan Zangfeng asked.

Lin Huang immediately shook his head, "I've wanted to come to meet my senior brother for a long time, but I haven't been qualified before."

"Master didn't say that you are so good at talking!"

Yan Zangfeng sneered.

Lin Huang waved his hand, "Master shouldn't have said that he wanted Senior Brother to trap me to death in the snowy forbidden land."

"Haven't you learned how to drift in the snow?"

"But I almost missed the battle of the Chief!"

"Aren't you now the chief disciple of the Drifting Snow Palace?"

"That's my great talent, and I quickly learned to drift in the snow and catch up with the time!"

"You're so talented that the snow can trap you to death?"

"But if I'm not talented, can't I learn?"

"You can't learn this, so are you embarrassed to call Master Master?"

"Master has accepted me as an apprentice, what's so embarrassing!"

"Since you're so shameless, what else do I have to do?"

"There is no one in the world like you, senior brother!"

"Have you ever been a senior brother, do you know what a senior brother is like?"

"I've seen pigs run, the second senior brother is good to me, and I have been passed on to kill the gods and slash the world!"

"Who is the second senior brother?"

Yan Zangfeng glared.

"You don't know the second senior brother?"

Lin Huang also glared.

Both of them looked puzzled, staring at each other with wide eyes.

Yan Zangfeng smiled lossily, "I have only been with the master for three days, and the old black cow who has been led to him for three days has learned the snow drifting world for an hour, and then I am out of the school!"

"Then you're miserable!"

Lin Huang laughed, and then he was thrown into the sky by Yan Zangfeng, falling on all fours.

"I've always wondered how you learned to drift in the snow in such a short period of time," Yan Zangfeng wondered, staring at the forest barren land in the snow.

Yan Zangfeng naturally knows that learning to drift snow in the world does not rely on talent, but life experience.

Back then, he learned to drift in the snow because he had just lost his new wife, and thus fell into endless grief.

Rao is like this, it took him an hour to learn the snow drifting world, but Lin Huang only took a few breaths to comprehend the snow drifting world.

"Is he worse than himself?"

Yan Zangfeng stared at Lin Huang suspiciously.

Lin Huang coughed twice, spit out a mouth full of snowflakes, and explained:

"Because when Senior Brother cultivates the Snow Drift World, he is only full of hatred and longing, but he lacks the despair of love and love, and the hope of having a one-in-10,000 chance!"

Listening to Lin Huang's explanation, Yan Zangfeng was a little foggy, but he didn't ask deeply, and then said, "You are not even eighteen this year!"

"This has nothing to do with age!"

Yan Zangfeng shook his head, "But the experience has something to do with age."

Lin Huang smiled, "I don't know why Senior Brother came to me?"

Yan Zangfeng saw that Lin Huang was reluctant to answer, so he also smiled, and then skipped the previous topic, and said: "I just want to meet you, I have always been curious, what an amazing genius the young man who can be accepted as a disciple by the master is!"

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint my senior brother!"

Lin Huang pursed his lips and smiled.

"It's a disappointment!"

Yan Zangfeng looked serious.

Belch......

The smile on Lin Huang's face froze, this is very embarrassing, he can't answer this.

"But Master's vision, how can I compare, since you are his disciple, I will admit it!"

Yan Zangfeng smiled and continued: "After all, my qualifications back then were not very good."

Lin Huang shook his head, "Maybe it's because the word Master gave me is called Changsheng, and the second senior brother is called Qin Changsheng."

"Master once passed a message to me, saying that you should comprehend the snow drifting world in the Drifting Snow Palace!"

Yan Zangfeng is colorful.

"So in the forbidden land, even if you learn all the martial arts of the Drifting Snow Palace, if you don't learn the Drifting Snow World, you won't be able to get out."

Lin Huang nodded, and the secret path was indeed so.

Yan Zangfeng smiled and continued: "So although Master has left the Eastern Spirit Realm, he must have taken you very seriously, otherwise he would not have deliberately explained this matter when he left!"

"Moreover, Master also asked me to tell you two things!"

"Huh?"

Lin Huang raised his head, stared at Yan Zangfeng suspiciously, and then followed the latter into the snow house.

"Master said that the first three swords that dominate the world are the killing god with one sword, the snow drifting world, and the cross Yama!"

"Cross Yama?"

Lin Huang frowned, and his heart was suddenly shocked!

In the tomb of King Wu, the inheritance of King Wu that he obtained was the Cross Yama.

"As you guessed, the cross Yama in Master's mouth is the inheritance of Martial King Yang Xuangan!"

Yan Zangfeng said with a smile.

"This was arranged by Master?"

Yan Zangfeng shook his head, "Yang Xuangan was a character from more than three hundred years ago, and your grandfather's grandfather hadn't been born at that time!"

Lin Huang scratched his head.

"Master also said that if you miss the Cross Yama, the King of the Drifting Snow Palace's hegemony is similar to the Cross Yama, if you carefully contemplate it, you may have the opportunity to deduce the Cross Yama!"

Lin Huang smiled, glad that he insisted on entering the tomb of King Wu at the beginning. Deducing this kind of thing, with his current qualifications, I am afraid it is far from enough.

"Master also once said that killing the god with one knife is actually only the first knife to dominate the world, not the first move!

"Three knives in the nasal passage?!"

Lin Huang frowned and repeated suspiciously, never expecting in his heart that the so-called domination of the world would be so complicated.

Three thousand miles, slash Kunlun, shoot the wolf, three knives in one, only to kill the god with one sword.

And the killing of the god with one sword, the snow drifting world, and the unity of the son of the world, Yama, are the three knives of the nasal passage.

The three knives of the nasal passage are only the first move to dominate the world.

Lin Huang sighed a little, the second senior brother Qin Changsheng was a person who couldn't do arithmetic at first glance, and he could create such a complex martial art.

At this moment, Lin Huang's heart was also full of curiosity, "I don't know what realm the true Domination of the World has evolved into by Qin Changsheng, and how powerful is it?"

"What is the second thing that Master explains?"

Lin Huang asked.

Yan Zangfeng smiled, "Do you know the existence of Yin Yang Valley?"

"This is naturally known, and there should be a lot of knowledge."

Lin Huang nodded, and continued: "There are eight detentions in the Eastern Spirit Realm, suppressing the existence of Yin Yang Valley. The tomb of King Wu, which was born before, is one of them."

"Then do you know how many detentions are left in the Yin Yang Valley?"

Yan Zangfeng squinted at Lin Huang.

Lin Huang shook his head, waiting for Yan Zangfeng's explanation.

"The eight detentions in the Yin Yang Valley were arranged by Xuanyuan Wuxiang at the beginning, and after more than two hundred years, there are only four detentions left!"

"I don't know which four?"

Lin Huang asked.

"There are no four ways now", Yan Zangfeng shook his head again, and continued:

"The tomb of King Wu was originally one, but since Yang Xuan's soul was scattered, this detention is gone!"

"There was originally a formation in Xuanyuan City, and it was also a detention. However, it was used by a person named Qin Xuance to kill the Bloody Clothes Marquis, which led to the loss of this detention."

Lin Huang's eyes condensed slightly, the tomb of King Wu was a detention in the Yin Yang Valley, he knew.

There is a big formation in Xuanyuan City, and Qin Xuance has also told him.

It's just that he doesn't know that this big array is also the detention that suppresses the Yin Yang Valley.

"So there are only two detentions left in Yin Yang Valley?"

Yan Zangfeng nodded, his fingers hooking the strings, stabbing Lin Huang's eardrums painfully, "In the two detentions, one of them is the place where the dragon is locked, which is the location of the Dongling dragon vein."

"I know that, too!"

Lin Huang replied.

"And the other one is what Master wants me to tell you!"

Yan Zangfeng stroked the strings with a serious face.

Well?

Looking at Yan Zangfeng's solemn expression, Lin Huang frowned, and there was a faint guess in his heart......

"Master said, there is a relic you need in the Eastern Spirit Realm!"

(End of chapter)