Somewhere in the central region, Yu Linghe waited here for a month.

For a person of his level, a month is not a long time, as long as he retreats and cultivates a little, he can easily get through this time.

However, at the thought of meeting Yu Zi Kite soon, Yu Linghe was really difficult to settle down.

But fortunately, he had just fought with Fang Xie Wan and witnessed the supreme power of the Soul Sword Dance.

So, during this month, he devoted his mind to the understanding of sword dance.

Although this is Fang Jiewan's unique skill, even if others want to explore a thing or two, they have no clue, but Yu Linghe's situation is a little different.

In his sea of consciousness, there was some sword rain. Under the bombardment of the target, those sword rains had long been crushed and cracked, turning into nothingness.

However, although this sword rain was shattered, it still remained in Yu Linghe's sea of consciousness, more or less fused and communicated with his spiritual water.

Just like the truth that Yu Linghe shattered the spiritual consciousness of the ancient demon in the past and left it in the sea of consciousness of Xumo.

This situation can benefit Mo a lot, and it has a huge, indescribable benefit to his growth.

Similarly, although the sword rain was shattered, from some subtle senses, Yu Linghe still grasped some remaining clues, which gave him a little understanding of the essence of the soul dance.

Of course, the content and information contained in Fang Jiewan's few wisps of sword rain were simply insignificant compared to the remnants of the ancient demons, and the valuable clues that could be provided to Yu Linghe became even rarer.

Sometimes, Yu Linghe even regretted why he hadn't been able to get more sword rain when he was fighting that day, if the number of sword rain had increased by a hundredfold, maybe he would have been able to get a glimpse of the original power of the soul dance at this moment.

Of course, this idea is inevitably a bit hopeful, and the greed is insufficient.

On this day, Yu Linghe Huo Ran got up.

Although he was wholeheartedly devoted to the study of Sword Rain, he always recorded time in his mind. It's like a pre-set alarm clock, so he doesn't forget the most important things.

Gently patting the white dragon horse, Yu Linghe cheered and said, "Little white dragon, follow me to see my sister." With that, he flipped and jumped onto the white dragon horse.

The white dragon horse also cheered and headed towards the Sword Spirit Mountain.

And Xue Mo was sad and had to follow. Although he also knew that the strong people living on Sword Spirit Mountain would not harm him, but when he thought of the terrifying pressure, Xue Mo's heart was somewhat afraid.

Perhaps, only when he stands on the same height, can he maintain a stable state of mind.

The speed of the white dragon horse was so fast, and they soon came to the front of the Sword Spirit Mountain.

However, after arriving here, the faces of all three of them changed slightly.

Staring at the Sword Spirit Mountain in front of them, if it weren't for the fact that the shape of the mountain peak had not changed at all, it was still like an upside-down long sword, and they were even wondering if they had gone to the wrong place.

Xue Mo carefully observed for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "Master, this Sword Spirit Mountain seems to have changed a lot......

Yu Linghe nodded slowly and said, "Yes, the aura in this mountain ...... It seems to have disappeared a lot. ”

Sword Spirit Mountain, in the name of the sword, is worthy of its name.

In the past, before anyone came to Sword Spirit Mountain, they could feel that fierce sword intent rushing towards them. The intensity and strength of its sword intent is simply terrifying. Even if it was cultivated with the thought of Yu Linghe, it was impossible to ignore its power.

However, when they came here today, they unexpectedly found that the sword intent in the Sword Spirit Mountain, which they didn't know how many years had experienced, had become weak.

This feeling is like the rough sea, which suddenly leaks to the bottom and becomes a lake.

Of course, there is a lot of water in the lake, and if it is used to raise fish, it can also make a fortune. However, if the lake is compared to the sea, it is not worth mentioning.

Xue Mo said slowly: "Master, the changes in this Sword Spirit Mountain must have something to do with that old woman!"

Yu Linghe was stunned, and his eyes suddenly became weird.

Old woman?

He looked around, making sure that Fang Xie Wan would never be in the vicinity, and it was impossible to hear their conversation.

Turning his head and glaring at Xue Mo fiercely, Yu Linghe said mercilessly: "Are you impatient to live? Dare to arrange your predecessors like this! Hmph, if you want to find death, don't drag me on!"

What kind of character Fang Xie Wan is, if she heard these three words, Xue Mo's life would definitely be in danger, and even Yu Linghe would be implicated.

Xue Mo smiled awkwardly and said, "Master, isn't it that she's not there......"

On that day, Fang Xie Wan took the initiative to force Yu Linghe to stay away from them and enter the chaotic space to fight.

This incident made Bailongma and Xumo hate it very much. Since he was absolutely crushed by it in terms of strength and could not retaliate, he could only nagging a few times verbally.

Yu Linghe's face turned straight, and he said: "Xue Mo, Senior Fang is my sister's mentor, you have to maintain enough respect, understand......?

If it was the previous Xue Mo, Yu Linghe would never mind slapping it away.

However, after inheriting the inheritance of the ancient demon, the potential and ability of Xue Mo have gradually been revealed, and Yu Linghe has already planned to cultivate him as his right-hand man.

Therefore, such a rough way of teaching is no longer suitable.

Xue Mo's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Ah, the villain lost his words." He slapped his mouth lightly and said, "Senior Fang is prosperous for all generations, youth is eternal, and immortality ......."

Yu Linghe waved his hand with a headache and said, "It's useless for you to slap your ass in front of me......" After a pause, he said, "What do you want to say?"

Xue Mo's gaze turned, and he said cautiously: "Master, the change in this Sword Spirit Mountain is by no means accidental, is it ...... What about a trap laid by Senior Fang?"

"Trap?" Yu Linghe's heart moved slightly, and said, "You mean, she wants to harm me?"

"Exactly. Xue Mo's face was solemn, and said: "A month ago, she suddenly attacked you, and now Sword Spirit Mountain has undergone such a change, it is very likely that she extracted the power of Sword Spirit Mountain and used it to arrange a certain formation, wanting to trap you!"

Yu Linghe smiled dumbly and said, "You, don't talk nonsense!"

Although he denied it, he also had a trace of vigilance in his heart.

As the saying goes, you can't have the heart to harm others, and you can't have the heart to prevent people.

In just one month, this earth-shaking change has taken place in Sword Spirit Mountain, and for unknown reasons, even if Yu Linghe trusts Fang Xie Wan again, it is impossible to ignore it indifferently.

Xue Mo answered, and quietly retreated. However, at the corner of his mouth, there was a smug smile.

Because he knew that although Yu Linghe refuted it in his mouth, he had already made a decision in his heart.

He didn't expect to be able to completely influence Yu Linghe at one time, but as long as he made every suggestion, he could make Yu Linghe feel reasonable. Then, over time, his status in Linghe's mind will undoubtedly get higher and higher. If one day, Yu Linghe feels that he can't do without him, that is his greatest pursuit.

Yu Linghe waited silently outside the Sword Spirit Mountain, and he didn't rush forward.

Since Fang Jiewan said that the period of one month, there will never be a mistake.

Finally, under his extremely eager anticipation, he finally saw the familiar white shadow that walked out from the depths of the Sword Spirit Mountain.

Yu Linghe's eyes immediately lit up, he raised his hand, and a huge light immediately rose into the sky, this light was like a dazzling pillar of fire, hanging above his head.

With such an obvious goal, anyone can see it clearly.

The next moment, the white shadow suddenly rushed in this direction.

Yu Linghe forcibly suppressed the excitement of going to greet him, after all, this was Sword Spirit Mountain, and there was also Fang Xie Wan personally in charge. Since the old man did not welcome himself into the mountain, he did not dare to trespass easily.

However, only a moment later, the white shadow had already left the range of the sword intent.

Only then did Yu Linghe cheer and shouted, "Sister!"

Before the words fell, his figure had disappeared from the white dragon horse's body, and appeared in front of Yu Zi Kite in the next moment, holding her firmly.

After several years of parting, they had only met once.

Moreover, the last time we met, there was Heng Yuening by my side, so that Yu Linghe could not act aggressively. But at this moment, he vented all his thoughts in an instant.

At this time, Yu Linghe, where is he still a strong man, he has forgotten his identity as the young sect master of the ancient Shu Sect.

In front of the purple kite, he is the little brother, the younger brother who needs to be taken care of by his sister.

Yu Ziyuan only felt a tightness on her body, and she didn't even see how Yu Linghe came over.

A trace of excitement flashed on that peerless and beautiful face, and she clearly sensed Yu Linghe's surging emotional catharsis, and even her piece of ice heart was stirred.

In this world, only Yu Linghe can make her have such concern.

If the young cultivators of Sword Spirit Mountain were to see the excitement on Yu Ziyuan's face at this moment, they would definitely feel incredulous.

This peerless beauty with the title of Ice and Snow Beauty would have such a moving expression.

But at this moment, Yu Zi Kite, like Yu Linghe, the deepest feelings in their hearts were released at the moment of meeting, and that strong sense of impact was really indescribable in words.

The white dragon horse and Xue Mo looked at each other from a distance, and they suddenly had a sense of loss. And secretly said in his heart, the guy who is heavy on color and light on friends.

I don't know how long it took, Yu Linghe slowly let go of his hand, and let the soft but strong wonderful body leave his embrace.

He stared at Yu Zi Kite, suddenly grinned, and said with a triumphant smile: "Sister, now I should be qualified to protect you, right?"

(To be continued.) )