The streets were pouring rain, lightning and thunder.

The Yuelai Inn is still full of people, and the sound of fighting wine and rubbing hemp is like the chirping of insects on a summer night.

Zhao Ru stood behind Xiao Baoqi and concentrated on learning mahjong skills, with two paws taking out a piece of osmanthus cake in the east and a handful of melon seeds in the west, and the small mouth did not stop......

She has only been in the inn for three or four months, and her little face is visible to the naked eye and rounded, and the originally good-looking melon seed face has grown baby fat.

Yang Ge held a bamboo basket in one hand and an oil-paper umbrella in the other, and walked into the front hall from the back kitchen.

Zhao Ru twitched his nose, his eyes fell on the steaming casserole in his bamboo basket in the direction where the aroma came, and he unconsciously moved his steps to meet it: "Second brother, what delicious did you cook?" It smells so good! ”

Yang Ge glanced at her and said, "Look at the store, I'll go out." ”

"Oops......"

Zhao Ru stopped him, staring at the casserole in the bamboo basket tightly: "It's windy and rainy outside, where are you going?" ”

Yang Ge waved the oil-paper umbrella angrily and pushed her away: "The old shopkeeper has been making trouble in the past few days, and he can't sleep steadily, so I'll go over...... There is still in the pot, and if you want to drink it, you can serve it yourself! ”

Zhao Ru swallowed a mouthful of saliva when he heard this, and nodded like pounding garlic: "Oh, then you can go early and come back early!" ”

The salted fish in the front hall also said words such as "Second master don't worry, we can't lose anything in the inn", "Come back quickly, wait for you to catch the wind", "Anyway, I can't go back today, the decisive battle will be until dawn" and so on.

Yang Ge didn't bother to take care of them, nodded to Li Qing, who was sitting at the door watching the rain, and then opened the oil-paper umbrella and stepped into the boundless rain.

Li Qing watched him leave, and after looking at it for a while, his careless pupils suddenly shrank......

However, he noticed that every step Yang Ge took out, before his feet landed, the rainwater flowing across the street had automatically parted in all directions, and on the oil-paper umbrella he was holding, there was not a drop of rain hitting the umbrella at all.

In the boundless rain, he seems to be a world of his own!

Li Qing unconsciously held his breath, his eyes followed Yang Ge's distant back closely, until Yang Ge's figure completely disappeared into the rain curtain, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and muttered to himself in a low voice with excitement: "What a legacy of independence, a good one with light and dust!" ”

He knew that there was a huge gap between himself and Yang Erlang.

But he thought that this gap would be at most the gap between the first mover and the later ones......

He was once confident that he would soon be able to catch up with Yang Erlang's pace!

But the more he got along, the clearer he realized Yang Ge's strength!

And his self-confidence is also eroding day by day......

Yang Erlang's strength is not as strong as a mountain or a river!

No matter how high the mountain is, there is still a way to go.

No matter how fast the water is, there are still boats to cross.

And Yang Erlang's strength is not obvious, but it is not leaky, it seems that there is a law to follow from a distance, as if it is within reach, and when you look closely, you can feel that the clouds are covered with fog, and you know that it is beyond your reach.

If you want to compare, Yang Erlang's strength is like ice gravel on the sea, you can only feel it from a distance, and after hitting it, you know that what you see is just the tip of the iceberg......

But it's clear, I haven't seen him enter the practice at two ends in three days like other peerless grandmasters?

Could it be that this guy spends his days laughing and scolding with them all day long, but secretly practicing diligently behind everyone's back?

Li Qing was puzzled, feeling that he couldn't be in a hurry, and he had to take another look and see more......

"Woohoo."

Zhao Ru came out with a big bowl of steaming pork heart soup, followed Li Qing's gaze to the end of the long street, and asked casually, "Dao Chief, when are you going to learn from the second brother?" Can I go and see it then? ”

Li Qing: ......

……

"Boom."

A muffled loud bang swept through the gloomy sky like rolling thunder.

Yang Ge stopped, wrinkled his brows and glanced in the direction where the voice came from, and with some annoyance, he protected the bamboo basket to his chest, and muttered in a low voice: "If you don't come sooner or later, you will come to make trouble at this time......"

He quickened his pace and walked towards Lao Liu's house, and before he took a few steps, there was a violent roar behind him, and the roar seemed to be getting closer and closer to Luting County.

He whispered angrily: "Enough, I'm going to be angry again!" ”

He kept the stove for an hour to cook this pot of pork heart soup, but it took a lot of thought......

He looked left and right, and when he saw that there was no one around, he jumped several zhang high, and rushed to Lao Liu's house in a straight line with a few zhang in a step.

"Bang ......"

It was as if the muffled roar of gunpowder was heard again, and the whole city seemed to tremble at the roar.

Many people in the road pavilion who stayed at home to shelter from the rain poked their heads out curiously to look at the sky, and wondered: "How can this thunder be the same as splitting on the roof......

Yang Ge's figure also stopped on the roof of the tiled eaves of an attic with this roar.

He slowly lowered the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and muttered in a gloomy voice: "Just give it to your face or not to have a face, right?" ”

In the next second, a snow-bright sword light cut through the rain curtain like lightning and flew towards Yang Ge head-on.

Yang Ge threw the oil-paper umbrella, accurately grabbed the oncoming Cold Moon Treasure Knife, rolled up a dazzling knife light, and swept towards the direction where the roar came from.

After a few breaths, Yang Ge's figure landed in the wilderness outside the East City Gate.

To his left, stood a burly figure dressed in a purple robe, with a gray beard and a black iron mask.

To his right, there stood a fierce figure wearing black leather armor, a hat, and a gray cloth sweat scarf.

Yang Ge held the bamboo basket in one hand and the Leng Yue Treasure Knife in the other, and looked at the two of them left and right: "You two are so noisy, can't you fight in another place?" ”

When Yang Ge looked at the two, their eyes also fell on him.

The purple-robed man was the first to speak, and he hugged his fists from afar: "But is it in front of Yang Erlang, the 'Manifest Saint True Monarch'?" ”

The black armor man then spoke, and his tone was not good: "You are Yang Erlang?" It's not good! ”

Yang Ge looked at the purple-robed man: "Who are you?" ”

The purple-robed man politely arched his hand: "Zhou Yin (yin), the gatekeeper of the old man's building, has seen the second master." ”

Yang Ge suddenly realized: "Oh, you are the Daozun of the building outside the building, I have been waiting for you for a long time...... So who is this idiot? ”

He pointed his knife at the black-armored man.

The purple-robed man also looked at the black-armored man, his eyes gloomy: "The old man also wants to know...... Who is this fang! ”

The black-armored man sneered, raised his hat slightly, and said contemptuously: "Isn't the building outside your building known as a know-it-all?" I don't even know who the deity is, and I still have the face to comment on the heroes of the world? ”

Yang Ge nodded: "Yes, isn't the building outside your building a hundred Xiaosheng in the rivers and lakes?" How could you not recognize this idiot? You can't beat a grandmaster who fell from the sky, right? ”

The black-armored man turned his gaze to Yang Ge, his eyes becoming more and more contemptuous and fierce: "The posterior is quite sharp?" I just don't know if the kung fu under my hands is so neat. ”

Yang Ge ignored his provocation and still looked at Dao Zun.

Daozun stared at the black-armored man, his eyes looked up and down again and again for a few breaths, and then said slowly: "Although the old man doesn't know who this person is, the old man recognizes that the long knife in his hand is the 'Northern Land Crazy Knife' Nie Ban's saber 'Fengxue' that shook the rivers and lakes sixty years ago, and the knife technique he made is the secret 'Twelve Swords of Shocking Dreams' of the Dongting Lake Night Snow Villa that was tragically destroyed twenty-six years ago...... The old man is suspicious, the three million taels of silver you stole are their doing! ”

As soon as his words fell, the black-armored man laughed wildly: "In the end, it is the Zhou family, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse!" ”

Yang Ge looked at the black-armored man in wonder, and felt that this person's words and deeds and his strength ...... Unusual fragmentation!

The peerless masters he had come into contact with said a lot, and a lot of them.

But no matter which one it is, it is a big man with a ravine, and he is not alarmed, even if it is Tong Ying, an old eunuch who comes out of the deep palace, there is a sense of everyone who is not angry and arrogant, and he is far from the mountains......

This is actually not difficult to understand, after all, all peerless grandmasters are the world's heroes who have made great achievements in the martial arts, enough to open a mountain and establish a sect, and all of them have extremely high secular status.

And the feeling that this black-armored man in front of him gave Yang Ge...... Just like a babbling little deflated three, as soon as Daozun's words were finished, this thing couldn't wait to jump out and take the blame, as if he was afraid that others would not know that they had done "such a big thing".

Among the martial arts masters that Yang Ge knows, even Yang Tiansheng, who is the most jumpy, is one Li Jincheng higher than him!

With this kind of goods, you can also become a grandmaster?

When did the Grandmaster become so lazy?

He stared at the black-armored man up and down for a moment, and combined with Dao Zun's words, he gradually figured out a little Dao, and suddenly said: "Oh, what kind of character is my Dao, it turns out to be a thousand miles in the court and a towering pine in the basin!" ”

The black-armored man was stimulated by Yang Ge's disdainful eyes, and suddenly said angrily: "Housheng, what are you looking at? ”

Yang Ge smiled and shook his head slightly: "I didn't look at anything, but I was a little puzzled, an unpopular goods like you...... Who the gave you the courage to come, provoke, me! ”

Before the words fell, he suddenly burst out, and made a volley of "Aoxue Lingshuang", setting off a forty-meter sword qi from top to bottom, as if Sun Dasheng was wielding a golden hoop stick, and slashed at the black armor man.

The black-armored man was furious, and he didn't dodge and suddenly drew his knife upward, cutting a dazzling snow line with one sword, facing the forty-meter knife qi that smashed down on his head.

"Bang."

The cold sword qi with the cold killing intent broke through the snow line, and smashed down the place where the black armor man was standing, and the earth cracked in an instant, and the remaining energy set off a wave of earth and rolled towards the black armor man like a stormy wave, and the black armor man burst out with a shout, flew back, and at the same time frantically waved the Miao knife in his hand to burst a brilliant knife light, breaking through the residual strength of the oncoming rush.

Yang Ge, who was in mid-air, felt that the knife of this fang was very familiar, and he recalled it carefully in his heart, and immediately said lightly: "Dongying Knife Drawing Technique?" ”

His words were still floating in the air, and his figure appeared above the head of the black-armored man with a string of afterimages, unwielding the Cold Moon Treasure Knife, and slashing at the black-armored man with a simple and unpretentious force.

The black-armored man couldn't avoid it, and blocked in front of the horizontal knife.

The two knives are connected, but the sound of the collision is not like the piercing scream of the blades touching, but it is low and thick like the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu!

I saw that the muddy ground with a radius of more than two feet under the feet of the black-armored man suddenly sank three feet, and the hat on the top of the black-armored man's head shattered, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and the gaze that looked at Yang Ge quickly changed from anger and contempt to horror and incomprehension.

It seems to be wondering, everyone is a peerless grandmaster, how can you Yang Erlang be so strong?

But I didn't know that Yang Ge had just made a simple and unpretentious move to split Huashan...... But it is a knife condensed by Yang Ge's martial arts perception and life perception of the coexistence of yin and yang, the combination of rigidity and softness, and even the heroes to create the current situation and the current situation to create heroes!

With his strength today, let alone a person, even if it is a mountain, he can cut a corner with a knife!

And the black-armored man stupidly ate him a full size!

"You say you're ......"

Yang Ge waved his knife in one hand and pressed down, holding the bamboo basket in the other, he looked down at the frightened eyes of the black armor man, and sighed, "Isn't it good to be your canary?" Why do you have to fly out and see the world outside? Don't you know that the world outside is dangerous? ”

As he spoke, a series of afterimages came up from his legs, and dozens of kicks slammed into the chest of the black-armored man who was powerless to dodge with a knife.

Only a series of bone sounds like fried copper beans were heard, and the chest of the black-armored man collapsed as flat as his back on the spot.

He opened his mouth wide, not knowing whether to ask for mercy or to move out of the background to intimidate Yang Ge, but he only spit out large strands of red blood, which were mixed with pieces of internal organs.

Yang Ge landed on the ground and slashed him off with an expressionless swing of his sword, cutting off a piece as tall as himself, and from then on, the black armor man would always be a head shorter than him......

The blood spurted out more than a meter high like a fountain, and Yang Ge stepped back more than a foot with a slight touch, avoiding the falling blood spots...... A man who has no wife has to wash his own clothes when they are dirty.

He turned around and looked at the wooden Dao Zun: "I'm in a hurry, do you have anything else to break about, long story short, don't talk nonsense!" ”

Daozun looked at him, looking at him standing in the rain curtain like a dead man, with blood and rain floating behind him......

His throat swelled, trying to calm himself down, but as soon as he spoke, his voice trembled violently: "Old... Now, no, there's nothing to say. ”

Yang Ge still wanted to say something, but he was worried about the pig's heart soup in the bamboo basket, so he had to say: "Okay, then let's do this first, you go back to our inn again, I still have something to tell you, I still have something to do now, so I'll go first." ”

After speaking, he rolled up a sword light and swept towards the road pavilion in a hurry.

Dao Zun looked at his back as he was gone, and his throat surged again: "Where, which ghost uncle is still looking for you in your inn!" ’

Thirty-six plans, go for the top plan!

……

"It's raining so hard, why are you here?"

Liu Mang looked at Yang Ge outside the door in surprise.

Yang Ge walked into the door with a bamboo basket: "Isn't the old man troubled and can't sleep well these days, I boiled some pig heart soup for the old man to calm his nerves, and it just so happens that my sister-in-law can also make up for it, which is good for both of them!" ”

Hearing the sound of the old shopkeeper in front of the door, the inner room greeted the old shopkeeper in front of the door, and scolded with a smile: "You look at the little brother, and then look at yourself, day by day, I know that I help the fox friends and dogs, how can there be my father in my eyes, how can there be our family...... Come in and wipe it, it's raining so hard......"

Liu Mang rolled his eyes and followed Yang Ge into the door, muttering in his heart: "I have been waiting for you all day today, why don't you say it?" ’

Yang Ge put the bamboo basket away, beckoned Liu Mang to take the dishes and chopsticks, and then untied the casserole, and a thick heat came out.

"It's so far away, don't toss it in the future......"

The old shopkeeper looked at the hot pork heart soup, and his heart was also warm.

Yang Ge served the first bowl to the old man, and then picked up the bowl and gave it to Liu Mang and his wife: "What's the toss about...... Sister-in-law also drink more, this soup is soothing and soothing, and it is also very suitable for fetal safety, rest assured, I have washed the pig heart several times, and it is not fishy. ”

Liu Deng, who had a big belly, took the soup bowl he handed over with a smile, and nodded gently: "Trouble uncle." ”

Liu Mang looked at his father's toothless smiling face, and then looked at his mother-in-law's gentle and gentle attitude, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva silently, he sat down a little frantically: "Why do you know anything?" ”

Yang Ge smiled proudly: "Yiduo is not pressing!" What's up? Want to learn? I'll teach you! ”

Liu Mang became more and more frenzied: "How can I learn this?" ”

Yang Ge patiently explained to him: "It's very simple, as long as you know the soup recipe, handle the ingredients and herbs in the same way, put them in the pot in order, and then watch the ignition, if you can understand some medical skills, understand the phase of the ingredients and herbs, it will be easier......"

Liu Mang looked at the appearance of his mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and he couldn't connect this family cook with the world-famous "Manifest Saint True Monarch" Yang Erlang.

He's the goods, he is!

How did his hands that cut people like mowing grass handle these ingredients and medicinal herbs so orderly?

Liu Mang scratched his head vigorously in confusion, scratching his dandruff like snowflakes.

Seeing this, Liu Deng slapped his head crookedly with his backhand, and scolded fiercely: "Can you get away and cut your leprosy head?" If you don't drink it, my father-in-law and I still have to drink it! ”

Seeing this, the old man smiled "give and give".

(End of chapter)