"Won't fight?"

Seeing that Huang Chongzhen didn't mean to make another move, Yao Sanming was a little disappointed, this Huang Chongzhen is not comparable to Xiahou Gongling who relied on external forces to improve his cultivation, although Huang Chongzhen's strength is still one line worse than Xiahou Gongling when he entered the demon, but with the move that materialized the sword qi with one hand just now, it can also be shown that his strength is practiced step by step.

Often such an opponent can mention Yao Sanming's interest in the enemy, and after more than ten years of going out of the rivers and lakes, he suddenly felt a little lonely, and he fought with Gu Sumu and Wang Ge, and he couldn't talk about making a big move, it was nothing more than a trial of each other's cultivation.

Huang Chongzhen was the first to seriously fight with him.

Hearing Yao Sanming ask this, Huang Chongzhen was also refreshed, and as soon as the Qingmang Sword was closed, he naturally said: "Obviously, the skills of my predecessors are above me, why should I ask for hardship, wouldn't it be beautiful to have a draw ending." ”

"Uh... Hehehe..."

Yao Sanming laughed heartily, this Huang Chongzhen's unpretentious appearance made him inexplicably add some good feelings to this rising star.

"If you don't fight, the old man can go! I'm afraid the rain won't stop for a while. ”

Yao Sanming shrunk his neck, walked straight to the Broken Dao Temple, and when he walked to the door, he stopped, turned to look at Huang Chongzhen, who was still standing in the rain, and shouted: "Don't you come in and roast and leave? ”

Huang Chongzhen did not use internal force to isolate the rain, and after a while, the clothes on his body were wet and clinging to his body, highlighting the strong chest inside.

He pondered for a moment, and was not pretentious, and walked into the Taoist temple with his sword.

The place in the Taoist temple is not big, as soon as Huang Chongzhen joined, it seemed even more crowded, Zhang Shaoyang and Yao Sanming were crowded together, and the old and the young pushed and shoved each other, which made Huang Chongzhen, who was sitting on the side, a little surprised.

I already knew that this sword immortal predecessor was informal, now look at it, why is there still a bit of disrespect for the old man?

So Huang Chongzhen took a closer look at this young man, he really gave birth to a good skin, this kind of woman has to be envious, and how can he look like he has some familiarity? But he didn't remember where he had seen it, how many faces he had seen over the years, and it was normal to occasionally have one or two similar ones, but this kid could get so close to the predecessor of the Sword Immortal, and he must be a person close to the senior.

Take another look at the female doll next to her, hey, she is also a beautiful embryo, at this time, the female doll is also looking at herself curiously, looking at each other, Huang Chongzhen instead looked away first, and turned to look at the churning flames.

Zhang Shaoyang and Yao Sanming squeezed for a while, and seeing that they were not Yao Sanming's opponents, they reluctantly moved to Huang Chongzhen's side, and grinned at Huang Chongzhen, probably thinking that it should be close to this time, so he said, "Do you remember me?"

Although Huang Chongzhen felt that he was familiar, he really couldn't remember it, so he shook his head.

Zhang Shaoyang laughed embarrassedly, and hurriedly said: "Jiangling, Lantern Festival, my predecessors saved my life by the river, and there is a woman." ”

Huang Chongzhen frowned, seemed to have some memory, nodded, and replied in a low voice: "Oh!"

"I really thank my predecessors that day, if it weren't for my predecessors, I would have been a wisp of grievances in the river. ”

Huang Chongzhen showed a rare smile: "You fell into the water, in fact, it was also because of me, if I hadn't angered Qingmangjian, I wouldn't have stirred up such a big storm, so you don't have to thank me." ”

"Don't say it, this Qingmang sword is quite worthy of you, just that sword just now, which makes the old man want to shoot the case. ”

Upon hearing this, Huang Chongzhen smiled bitterly and said, "It's a pity that Huang's strongest sword was easily cracked by his predecessors." ”

"Hey, that's just a coincidence. Yao Sanming waved his hand, not caring at all.

"Huang has something he wants to ask his seniors. ”

"Speak. ”

"The predecessors were the best in the world with sword moves, and all kinds of moves were at their fingertips, but now it is a simple stab and a pick, and the return to the basics is natural, could it be that the predecessors have entered the nine kendo?"

Yao Sanming narrowed his eyes slightly, and said flatly: "It's considered to have hit the threshold." ”

Huang Chongzhen laughed at himself, he touched the threshold? Looking at Yao Sanming's relaxed appearance, where is it so simple to touch the threshold, it is obvious that he has already established a solid foundation in Jiumen.

"Poor Huang has always felt that he is expected to compete with his predecessors, but now it seems that he is far from it. ”

"The road of the sword, but don't be in a hurry, when the old man won the world for more than ten years, it will be difficult to advance an inch in the next twenty years, if you have bound yourself, how can you go further?"

Huang Chongzhen was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and arched his hand towards Yao Sanming: "I have been taught." ”4E

Yao Sanming's words are simply an enlightenment to Huang Chongzhen, no matter how amazing his talent is, it can be regarded as a halfway monk, almost twenty years old before he came into contact with kendo, and he has today's achievements in just ten years, but in recent years, he has paid more and more attention to fame and fortune, always thinking about defeating Yao Sanming to become the first in kendo, and it is not until now that he has just woken up from a dream.

For a while, he was a little chilled, Nine Gates, Nine Gates, it seems that there is only one realm away from Eight Gates, but how difficult it is to break through, from ancient times to the present, how many people can reach the strength of Nine Doors Kendo?

As long as there are some talents in the eight gates of the way of the sword, they can be achieved with diligent cultivation, but the nine doors are different, this is the avenue of communication with heaven and earth, if there is no great wisdom and big mind, there is no possibility of breaking through to the nine gates.

This is the reason why there are so many peak powerhouses in the eight gates, but the powerhouses in the nine gates are as rare as a few and far between.

Yao Sanming has been in seclusion for more than ten years to become a powerhouse of the Nine Sects, but he Huang Chongzhen does not necessarily have such luck, and he is not a few years younger than Yao Sanming, how can there be so many decades to spend it?

"Don't hide it from your predecessors, Huang is really a little confused and doesn't know where the road ahead is. ”

Yao Sanming especially admired the upright Huang Chongzhen, and when he saw that he only shook his head and smiled bitterly, he gave birth to a sense of guidance: "The old man was not like this back then, but as long as you find your own shackles, the future will be open to the clouds." ”

"Shackles?"

"Yes, at the beginning, the world said that the old man's sword was unbeatable in the world, and the old man was really dead and couldn't extricate himself from that sword move, but if you think about it, the bells and whistles are really useless, but the old man has been confused for many years, until the old man really puts it down and really understands the meaning of the sword for the old man, hey, don't say it, it can really soar into the sky. ”

Huang Chongzhen was stunned for a long time, and his face, which had been dried in front of the fire, somehow appeared a circle of fine beads of sweat, and a trace of heat came out at the temperature of the fire.

"Maybe it's the confidence this brings to the old man, these days, the old man is always wondering, is these nine gates really the top that a sword learner can reach?

Huang Chongzhen's body shook suddenly, these words came out of other people's mouths, which was extremely ridiculous, but when they came out of Yao Sanming's mouth, five thunders thundered!

He almost subconsciously asked, "Did the seniors understand something?"

Yao Sanming came back to his senses and smiled: "I just said casually, people, there must be a hope." ”

Now Huang Chongzhen is even more convinced that Yao Sanming must have discovered something, probably related to the legendary Tianmen, it is said that after arriving at the Nine Gates, he will be able to comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and borrow the power of the heavens, which is wonderful, maybe he can really touch some things about Tianmen.

As a result, Huang Chongzhen's somewhat discouraged thoughts disappeared, but on the contrary, there was a more fiery belief beating in his eyes.

"The old man has lived in seclusion for so many years, and he has long ignored the things in the rivers and lakes, and now he is going back to the rivers and lakes, and there are some things I want to ask you for advice. ”

Huang Chongzhen suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said with a straight face: "Senior, please speak, Huang knows everything." ”

"I heard that the ink pool has started to make waves again, I wonder if Brother Huang has heard about it?"

Huang Chongzhen still knew a little about the grievances between Yao Sanming and Mochi back then, and when he heard Yao Sanming ask, he pondered for a moment and said, "Huang has indeed heard of it." ”

"This inkpool is really annoying and difficult to eradicate like a mouse. ”

"As far as I know, there have been rumors over the years that the ink pool has reappeared, but if you really want to study it, about five years ago, there was a master on the sword list who was pierced through the heart with a sword, and the technique was similar to the habit of the ink pool, and then some news came out one after another, until the past two years, there were court officials in Jiangnan Road who were repeatedly killed, and it seems that they are also inseparable from the ink pool. ”

Hearing the news from Huang Chongzhen's mouth again, Yao Sanming was almost certain that the deaths of these officials must have been committed by Mochi, but what he couldn't figure out was that a Jianghu killer organization, why would these court officials move, you must know that the imperial court is quite polite to the people in the rivers and lakes, as long as they don't take the initiative to provoke trouble, the local government will not interfere in ordinary battles between the rivers and lakes, but if the Jianghu organization takes the initiative to provoke the majesty of the imperial court, it is tantamount to openly testing the bottom line of the imperial court.

The most strange thing is that it is obvious that the ink pool has been targeted by Zhao Linjun, and the ink pool does not seem to show signs of convergence, which is even more unpredictable.

"The water in the rivers and lakes has been messed up by ink pools and people with ulterior motives, it's time to clean up. Yao Sanming stood up, stepped over the fire, and walked to the door of the Taoist temple, the rain outside gradually subsided, and the mountains and forests in the distance were filled with mist, a scene full of vitality.

Huang Chongzhen came behind Yao Sanming and also looked at the sky outside.

Although Huang doesn't know much about the ink pool, Huang knows that there is a person who should have some intersection with the ink pool. ”

"Who?"

"The King's Court. ”

Yao Sanming's face was suspicious: "Wang Ge, how could he have anything to do with the ink pool?"

"The predecessors don't know, this person has become more and more fond of showing up in the rivers and lakes in recent years, and he has to intervene in big and small things, he had grabbed the Qingmang sword with Huang, I fought with him, this person's strength is definitely not as simple as the seventh on the sword list, and then I secretly followed him, and I saw him meet with a few people dressed in gray clothes and ink on their clothes, no accident, that is the person in the ink pool. ”