Time passes.

October 6th.

Night falls.

There are not many pedestrians in the martial arts courtyard.

In the three halls of seeking martial arts, respecting the Dao, and agni, there are only a few bright lights.

Two figures, walking on the road of the martial arts.

"Senior brother, you've been in this little place for sixteen years, haven't you stayed enough?" One of the men in a black robe who seemed to blend into the night spoke first, carrying a silver spear on his back.

"yes, it's been sixteen years. A slightly vicissitudes of life sounded, and then he smiled again: "But there is nothing wrong with teaching disciples, practicing calligraphy, reading and ......"

If Yun Hong was here, he would definitely be able to hear that the owner of this voice was his master Yanglou.

The black-robed man suddenly spoke: "Senior brother, my father often mentions you. ”

"Master?" Yang Lou paused, and the smile on his face stiffened.

The black-robed man looked at the Yang Tower.

"Master, is his old man okay?" Yang Lou said softly.

The black-robed man nodded: "My father has been very good all these years, he has lived on the peak to cultivate his body, and the old injuries and dark injuries caused by the fight with the demon king in his early years have gradually healed, but he is more energetic than more than ten years ago." ”

"That's good. Yang Lou sighed lightly: "He is in good health and is the best." ”

"Senior brother, even the sect master said that he didn't blame you for what happened back then, and my father never cared, can't you let it go?" the black-robed man couldn't help but say.

"How can I let it go, if it weren't for me back then, Shizun probably wouldn't have been trapped for more than ten years and lost his last chance. Yang Lou said calmly: "Sect Master and Master can not blame me, but how can the many elders and disciples of the sect forgive me, and I myself can't forgive myself." ”

"But, you can go back and have a look...," the black-robed man shook his head.

"Hehe, in the first battle of the year, my meridians were damaged, I fell from the Returning Realm, and my foundation was damaged due to a broken arm, and it is difficult to recover in this life, let alone become a martial immortal. Yang Lou shook his head lightly and sighed: "Go back, make jokes in vain, and when the master sees me, it will only make others worry." ”

said.

Yang Lou changed his words, and suddenly smiled: "Fortunately, Shizun still has you, when I left, you were only condensed for a short time, and now you can compete with the demon kings." ”

"When my father was fighting abroad, if it weren't for my brother who taught me for six years and laid a solid foundation, I wouldn't be where I am today. The black-robed man said softly.

The black-robed man looked at Xiangyanglou and sighed in his heart.

In terms of high talent, the senior brother far surpassed himself, and became a great martial arts master when he was less than nineteen years old, shaking the entire sect back then, and then he continued to break through, reaching the peak of the tenth level before he was thirty years old, and he was only one step away from the realm of martial immortals.

It's a pity.

.....

Yang Lou and the black-robed man chatted all the way.

"Whew~Whew~"

Not far away, in the Flame Temple, there was a faint voice.

"Someone is cultivating?" the black-robed man said in surprise: "It's so late, and you're still working hard to cultivate?" Senior brother, this should be the Flame Hall of your Martial Academy." ”

"Well, it should be Yunhong. Yang Lou nodded and said, "Don't disturb him, let's go up to the second floor and take a look." ”

Two people.

One martial arts cultivator suffered a great loss but still had the strength of a martial arts master, and the other was even more beyond the imagination of ordinary people, instantly turning into two phantoms, silently entering the Flame Hall from the road, and floating up the stairs to the second floor.

A five-fold guard who yawned in the guardroom at the door didn't notice it at all.

The Flame Hall is divided into two floors, but the central martial arts hall is connected to the first and second floors, so you can see the martial arts hall from the second floor.

Yang Lou and the black-robed man stood in the darkness.

In the martial arts hall.

A young man with a height of nearly one meter eight, wearing a martial uniform that had been soaked with sweat, his figure was blurred, holding a long sword, practicing swordsmanship, the sword light was fluctuating, like wind and lightning.

All in one word.

Fast.

"Wind Feather Sword?" The black-robed man was slightly surprised, and couldn't help but look at Xiangyang Tower: "Senior brother, this is your disciple?"

Former.

When he was in the mountains, what the senior brother taught him was the "Falling Feather Gun" that was in the same vein as "Wind Feather Sword", and the core of the two cheats was 'fast', just a sword practice and a gun practice.

"Well, I've been teaching him for a few years. Yang Lou nodded lightly: "I am fifteen years old this year, and I have just condensed my veins." ”

"Fifteen-year-old condensation?"

The black-robed man's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, are you going to send him to the sect?" With your teaching foundation, it must be no problem, and if you go to the sect to sharpen for a few more years, there is every hope that you will step into the realm of returning to the realm before the age of twenty." ”

"Forget it, I mentioned it to him, but he didn't want to. Yang Lou shook his head slightly.

"Don't want to?" the black-robed man was stunned.

"He was born poor, he was raised by his brother and sister-in-law, and ..... I can see that with the fetters of his family, and if his family is not settled, it is impossible for him to pursue martial arts without scruples. Yang Lou gave a general explanation of Yunhong's situation.

"Senior brother, do you want me to help?" said the black-robed man softly.

"At the age of fifteen, it is easy to enter the outer courtyard of the sect. Yang Lou shook his head and said: "It's just that even if you help him and let him settle his family in Zongcheng, you can only help him for a while, the demon slaying of the sect is set by the sect master, and more than half of the mortality rate, no one can tell the result, this is what Yun Hong is worried about." ”

The black-robed man couldn't help but nod.

He's seen a lot of things like this.

Just like some small clans are fortunate enough to give birth to an immortal, unless it is absolutely necessary, this immortal will not fight with the demon king and demon god, not because he is afraid of death, but more for the clan.

The same is true for Yunhong.

"Even if I don't enter the sect, I believe in Yunhong. ”

Yang Lou said calmly: "I didn't give him any external help except to teach him swordsmanship, in this case, he can condense his veins at the age of fifteen." ”

"And he cultivates hard enough, practicing boxing and swordsmanship for at least six hours a day, and these days he stays in the Flame Hall all day to cultivate, much harder than you did back then. Yang Lou said with a smile.

The black-robed man laughed.

"Ningyang County Court, although the resources are not as good as the sect, they are ten times better than before, and Yun Hong will definitely be able to soar into the sky when he enters it. Yang Lou sighed with emotion: "When he comes out of the county courtyard, if he can reach the psychic realm, it will not be too late for me to take him to the sect." ”

"That's fine. The black-robed man nodded.

"Let's go, he's only one chance away from mastering his swordsmanship, he can only rely on himself, so don't bother him. Yang Lou said with a smile: "This Zuixuan Lou in Donghe County, there is a 'pig's head meat' that tastes very good, this is just the right time, let's try it together." ”

"Senior brother said yes, it's definitely not bad. The black-robed man laughed.

The two of them left the Flame Hall silently.

.....

Inside the martial arts hall.

Yun Hong didn't know that his master and a 'mysterious uncle' had come to see him cultivate.

He was immersed in cultivation.

On the night that the You clan gave a large amount of spiritual rice and five hundred taels of silver tickets, Yun Hong and his eldest brother and sister-in-law discussed it, and decided to retreat and practice in the Flame Hall in front of the fifteenth hall.

My sister-in-law comes to deliver meals three times a day.

It's all spiritual rice, and there is also demon beast meat that is specially purchased to nourish qi and blood at a cost of a lot of silver, although the demon beast meat is slightly cheaper than the spirit rice, but the amount that Yun Hong needs is much larger than the spirit rice.

The eldest brother Yunyuan also reduced the work on the dock as much as possible during this time, and stayed at home to help.

Family.

are only for Yunhong's martial arts palace and the county court selection and assessment.