Lei Potian knelt on the ground.

In his life, he never knelt down to anyone but his father.

For as long as he can remember, his father has been very, very busy.

As the head of the Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall, he needs to lead the Lei family, eliminate all kinds of disputes between the direct and external lines of the Lei family, and compete with the Tang Sect in Shuzhong on the rivers and lakes externally.

Coupled with the early death of his mother, in fact, Lei Potian and his three brothers were basically brought up by many Lei family members left behind in the Perak Hall, the east family had a meal, and the west family sewed a piece of clothing, in the young Lei Potian's heart, the feelings for the Lei family far exceeded everything, but they had no concept of the word relatives.

Among the three brothers, the youngest Lei Potian has the highest qualifications, and he far surpasses the two elder brothers in terms of martial arts and wit. However, his father was the most indifferent to himself, and often said that he was too ruthless and too hot, and he was not suitable to lead the Lei family.

When the two brothers followed their father to charge outside for the Jiangnan Perak Hall, he could only do nothing at home, and it was difficult to have the opportunity to show his ability.

In the end, when the old man died, he still passed the position of the head hall master to the boss Thunder Shocking.

Lei Potian couldn't figure it out, as the saying goes, "The emperor favors the eldest son, and the people love the eldest son", the father is a cloth cloth, why is he so partial to the eldest son?

Can't he see that he is the strongest person in the Lei family?

Sure enough, his father's bones were not cold, and the eldest brother Lei Jingtian showed his mother-in-law and mother-in-law character at the beginning of his tenure, not only restraining the Lei family, strictly prohibiting friction with other sects outside without authorization, but also repeatedly tolerating the step-by-step aggression of the opponent Shuzhong Tang Sect, which made the Lei family's prestige and power in the rivers and lakes more and more declining.

In the end, he even wanted to join forces with the Shuzhong Tang Sect, which had been in the same place for generations, to study some mysterious weapon, which made Lei Potian feel extremely angry and unacceptable.

How could the blood debts owed to the Lei family by the Tang Sect in Shuzhong for generations be written off so easily?

The Lei family's dream of dominating the rivers and lakes, how can the efforts of many generations be dissipated like this?

From the moment he knelt on his father's mourning hall, his heart began to be full of dissatisfaction and resentment against his eldest brother.

That was the only time he knelt.

Now, however, he had been on his knees here for three days.

In front of him was an ordinary thatched house, simple but very clean, with a large "sword" hanging above the closed door. This word dragon flying and phoenix dancing is very imposing, and it looks like it makes people feel a sense of awe.

The one who knelt down in the thunder was the one who lived in this thatched hut.

However, in the past three days, except for a boy who brought food on time every day, the people in this house have not appeared once, and even Lei Potian is a little suspicious that he is still in the house?

However, Lei Potian must kneel, and if he can't see this person, he will never get up.

Because this place is called "Sword House", the person who lives in it has been called "Sword Master" in the past!

The god of the sword, the saint of men!

Decades ago, a sword in his hand was difficult to find an opponent in the world, and it was difficult to find defeat.

He went to Wudang alone, looking for Zhang Sanfeng, who was rumored to be the great master of martial arts at that time, and wanted to fight, but unfortunately Zhang Zhenren had already traveled the world and could not be seen.

Wudang Mountain has a sword pool, in order to show respect for Zhang Zhenren, the world's martial arts reached a consensus, outsiders must not carry blades on the mountain, they must stay here to climb the mountain.

However, when he carried his sword to Wudang, up and down Wudang Mountain, many famous Wudang masters, including Zhang Zhenren's disciple Li Xuanzong, did not have the courage to draw a sword, so he could only watch him come and go freely.

And this sword saint, after going down the mountain, was also disheartened, lived in seclusion, and no longer appeared on the rivers and lakes.

Who knew that decades later, he would not only be alive, but would also be living in seclusion in such an ordinary thatched hut?

No outsiders will know that in fact, this sword saint used to be surnamed Lei!

He is also a member of the Lei family!

Therefore, only a few elders of the Lei family knew this secret, and because of this, Lei Po was able to find this place and ask to see the Sword Saint.

Since the defeat in Hangzhou City, he also lost the life of his son Lei Yuyun, and the Lei family has fallen apart, and it is difficult to have the strength to fight with the Tangmen in Shuzhong.

After Lei Potian thought about it, the only way to do this was to invite the Sword Saint out of the mountain, and with his prestige and martial arts, he could turn the tide and revive the Lei family.

But he knelt here for three days in a row, and the Sword Master not only didn't show up, but also didn't even say a word, which made him inevitably feel a little discouraged.

The hut is deep in the mountains, hidden by the jungle

Occasionally, although it was noon, under the shade of the trees, he was not afraid of the scorching sun, but he was older, and he knelt for three days and three nights, and a pair of knees were really unbearable, and he could still feel the pain before, but now he didn't even feel the pain anymore, and a pair of legs seemed to be no longer his own, and he was completely numb.

Lei Potian sighed in his heart, he didn't know how long he would have to kneel here, and he didn't even know if the Sword Saint was in the house.

If he is still here, even if he doesn't meet, as long as he is willing to talk, he will always have a chance to move him, no matter whether he succeeds or fails, at least he can try.

I'm most afraid that there is no movement like this, and I kneel endlessly, I don't know if it's useful, and I don't know when it's a head!

As soon as I looked up, I saw a delicate-looking boy walking over with a bowl of rice, and it was time for dinner again.

It was the cold winter season, and it was especially cold in the mountains, but this little boy only wore a thin single coat, and he was not afraid of the cold at all.

Seeing that he is only about ten years old, he has obviously achieved a little bit of internal strength, it seems that this sword saint is really not simple, even the little boy who is serving around him has such skills.

Xiao Tong went straight to Lei Potian, put down his meal, and immediately turned to leave.

Lei Potian didn't talk to him, and he had also understood in the past three days that if the kid beside the Sword Saint was not disabled, he had strict rules, and he would never say a word more, even if he asked him anything, it was in vain, he was all as if he hadn't heard it, and he wouldn't answer a word.

Lowering his head, he found that the meals usually sent by the child were all vegetarian dishes with some green vegetables and tofu, but this time there was an extra oily chicken leg in the bowl.

Lei Potian sighed secretly, he was upset at the moment, even in the face of the delicacies of the mountains and seas, he couldn't arouse his appetite.

After a while, an old voice suddenly sounded in the room: "You better eat a little, you have been kneeling for three days, if you don't replenish it, how can you support it next?"

Lei Potian was taken aback, and then he was happy again.

What was surprising was that he couldn't imagine that the people in the room would suddenly speak, but he was happy that as long as he was willing to speak and could communicate, he would have a chance to succeed.

He lowered his head and replied respectfully: "In front of the third grandfather, the grandson knelt down just to show filial piety, even if he broke his legs, he should not have the slightest complaint." ”

This sword saint is the same generation as his grandfather, and he is the third oldest in the Lei family, and he should be about a hundred years old, so he should be called "third grandfather".

The voice said: "It's okay to break your legs, and the old man doesn't need your filial piety, if you can't stand it, go down the mountain and leave!"

Lei Potian was stunned for a moment, and said in a lost voice: "But, our Lei family ......"

The voice interrupted him and said: "Your intention, the old man has long known, these ups and downs on the rivers and lakes recently, the old man has also heard a little, the Lei family fell to the current step of the field, all because of your stubbornness, bent on going your own way, and no one else, now come to the old man, but what's the use?"

In the face of the accusation of the voice, Lei Potian was speechless and lowered his head in shame.

Since the Battle of Huashan, the Great Lei Gate has been repeatedly frustrated in the rivers and lakes, and it is becoming more and more declining, and it is difficult to have the strength to fight head-on with the Tang Gate in Shuzhong, so he will set up a strategy to hide behind the scenes by cheating death, so as to make the Tang Gate in Shuzhong relax their vigilance, and at the same time, it can also make the forces opposing themselves within the Lei family can't wait to jump to the forefront.

At the same time, he used his son Lei Yuyun to come forward, pretending to take refuge in the Jiangnan Ming family, provoking the strength of the Jiangnan Ming family to fight with the Tang Sect in Shuzhong.

Sure enough, his plan worked, and in the later city of Hangzhou, the Tang Gate in Shuzhong was caught off guard, and lost Tang Ying, Tang Li, Tang Yu and many other generals in a row, and even Tang Yu died because of this and suffered a heavy blow.

Only Tang Da, the eldest young master of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, escaped by luck in the assassination of the Ming family in Jiangnan, and came back unharmed after being missing for a while.

And in Hangzhou City, Lei Potian's plan has been launched, but he has made thousands of calculations, but he has missed a Ye Feng, and this kid is coincidentally in Hangzhou City.

Moreover, his appearance attracted the help of the always mysterious Providence Building, as well as the inexplicable sudden intervention of Zhang Xin, the Marquis of Longping. The sudden intervention of these two forces made Delei's plan to annihilate the Jiangnan branch of Tangmen in Shuzhong finally come to fruition.

Not only that, with the arrival of Tang Remnant and Taishan Jiang Mubai and other masters, Lei Potian had to retreat in a hurry in order to protect himself, and even sacrificed the life of his son Lei Yuyun.

And the treacherous and cunning old man Ming stayed out of this battle, and there was almost no loss at all, but the strength of the Lei family was hit hard again, and now there are not many people who are willing to obey his orders anymore.

All of this is to blame on that Ye Feng!

Whenever he thinks of this person, Lei Potian feels itchy with hatred, and he can't wait to eat his flesh raw.

This person is known as the smartest person in the world, but in the eyes of Lei Potian, he can't look down on martial arts or wit at all.

But it is precisely this person he looks down on, but he has repeatedly ruined his plan, since he made the Great Thunder Gate defeat in Huashan, the Great Thunder Gate has been in a slump since then, and has suffered defeats, why is this?

Could it be that this Ye Feng is his Lei family's nemesis?

Lei Potian couldn't figure it out.

He faintly felt that this Ye Feng was by no means simple, and there always seemed to be an invisible force behind him that was supporting him, helping him turn evil into good fortune and auspiciousness in trouble.

No matter who this force is, it is definitely not something that the Lei family can fight against at the moment, so he must turn to the most legendary master of the Lei family, the Sword Saint! Only his martial arts can help the world, and only his arms can make the Lei family reunite and revitalize again.

However, now the voice was sighing softly: "Lei family, what does the Lei family have to do with the old man? Back then, the old man had already been expelled from the Lei family, and he no longer used the Lei family's martial arts for the rest of his life, but instead practiced swords, which earned him a little fame today." Since the Lei family has long ceased to recognize me as a child, why does the old man care about the life and death of the Lei family?"

After being silent for a while, Lei Potian said in a low voice: "Sun Er didn't dare to ask the third grandfather to do anything for the Lei family, after all, it was the Lei family who was ashamed of the front, but now the opponent is very strong, and Sun Er is not an opponent at all, so I came to ask the third grandfather for guidance." ”

The voice snorted coldly: "With your martial arts, it is difficult to meet opponents on the rivers and lakes now, even if it is the old woman of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, you don't have to be afraid of her, what kind of opponent can make you so discouraged?"

Lei Potian lowered his head and asked, "Third Grandfather, have you heard of Xuanyuan Gongzi?"

The voice whispered, "Is that the Xuanyuan prince who is rumored to have pulled you into the Ten Palaces of Yama?

Lei Potian said: "To be honest, if Sun Er is against Xuanyuan Gongzi, even if he is defeated, he is confident that he can fight with all his strength. It's just that this opponent is not even the enemy of Xuanyuan Gongzi. ”

The voice was visibly shocked, and asked, "Is this true?"

Lei Potian said: "Sun Er didn't dare to lie, when he was in the palace, it was said that when Prince Xuanyuan met this person, he was not only defeated, but also almost injured by this person's sword." ”

The voice in the room was clearly interested: "This person is a master of the sword, who is he?"

Lei Potian raised his voice and said: "His true identity is not yet known, but this person has a name, called Mr. Dongguo!"

The people in the room pondered for a moment and said, "I have never heard of this name, but it is obviously aimed at Prince Xuanyuan, not the Lei family. Is there anyone else but him?"

Lei Potian responded: "Yes! This person has been lying on his salary and has endured for many years, and his intentions must not be small, and he is really the great enemy of my Lei family in the future." ”

The person in the room asked, "Who is it?"

Lei Potian said categorically: "Jiangnan Ming family, old man Ming!"

The people in the room were silent for a while before they muttered: "He has spent his life aiming to defeat Zhang Sanfeng's old way, and he has practiced hard for many years, and his martial arts are naturally beyond your reach. It's just that he didn't expect that his Jiangnan Ming family still has ambitions for today's rivers and lakes. ”

After a while, the people in the house suddenly laughed: "The old man thought that there was no one worth shooting in the rivers and lakes now, but he didn't expect it to suddenly become so lively now. ”

Lei Potian, who was kneeling with his head down, heard this, and a smug smile suddenly flashed on his face, but it disappeared in a flash, because he knew that the purpose of his trip was accomplished.

Maybe it's not for the Lei family, let alone for this grandchild who has never seen him, but Lei Potian successfully provoked his competitive fighting heart.

There was a creak, and the closed door of the hut in front of him suddenly opened, and an old man in a spotless white robe walked out slowly.

Lei Potian secretly raised his eyes and looked at it, and couldn't help but be surprised.

The Sword Saint has been famous for a long time, and he should be at least a hundred years old by now, presumably he is already an old dragon clock, and his beard is white.

But the person in front of him, with a ruddy complexion, like a child's face, and there was a hidden green silk between his beard and hair, like a rejuvenated immortal.

However, at the first glance of him, Lei Potian was very sure that he was the Sword Saint, because when he walked out and stood there casually, the whole person made people feel that what was standing in front of him was not a person, but a sword, a peerless sword that exuded incomparable sword intent!

Of course, there is only one person in the world who can have such momentum.

Juggernaut!

The god of the sword, the saint of men!