After dinner, the old man began to make a bed for Xu Changfeng, in fact, he just laid a mat in the wooden house and added a bedding. Although Xu Changfeng repeatedly said that there was no need to bother, the old man still did so.

It got dark quickly, and within half an hour, the outside of the wood had already fallen into a sea of rain.

The rain was noisily beating against the roof, and the wind was blowing hard and cold, which made one wonder if this dilapidated wooden house could withstand the wind. There was no light in the house, and the old man seemed to be lying on the bed and asleep, unaware of the raindrops, but the young man was not sleepy.

He cautiously pushed open the door, and no sooner had it opened a crack than a fierce wind swept towards him like a tiger descending from a mountain, followed by a rain as cold as snow.

The young man closed the door and sat quietly under the eaves, and there were occasional lightning flashes in the distance, but he could not hear the thunder, perhaps it was too far away, and the thunder could not be heard.

"Is this the rain outside Chang'an?" he stretched out a hand, letting the rain wet his palm, watching the rain flow down his fingers, that kind of cold and thorough, so that the young man couldn't help but be fascinated.

It feels very mysterious, as if someone is whispering to you again, and although you can't understand the words, you feel very comfortable and at ease.

The rain gathers the qi of heaven and earth, and when it rains, it is also the time when the aura of heaven and earth is the strongest. No one noticed that at this moment, a thin layer of mist was surrounding this small wooden house, which seemed to be like a fairyland in the rain. The fog seemed to glow dimly, and even in the darkness of the night, it was still very clear.

The young man breathed evenly, his expression was natural, and he didn't know that at this moment, the aura of heaven and earth was converging towards his body from all directions, like the stars catching the moon.

Xu Changfeng saw a picture scroll, on which the mountains, plateaus, rivers, lakes, and oceans were in full view, and he could see it at a glance.

Suddenly, there were many spots of light on the scroll, sometimes red, sometimes bright, and the spot was located in the north of the scroll.

"North Hell!" exclaimed the boy.

At the same time, a thick and tall tree was suddenly split into a lightning strike wood, and the broken trunk still exuded a strong smell of burning.

When the boy opened his eyes, the rain had stopped, and there was still stagnant water flowing down the eaves, and there was already an ocean under the wooden house. The rain caused the lake to swell, and the boy got up from the ground, grabbed a stick of firewood and poked into the water enough to sink into his knees.

The young man put down the firewood in his hand, feeling a little uncomfortable all over his body, as if there was a very uncomfortable energy in his body, and he didn't vomit or feel unhappy.

He concentrated for three minutes, then suddenly raised his sword and swept forward.

Crash!

A crack suddenly cracked in the calm water, and although it quickly dissipated, the aftermath on the surface of the three waters was still clear.

"It's ...... Sword Qi?" the young man's face was extremely surprised, and he hurriedly meditated on the spot, activating the aura in his body.

"It's really a sword qi ......" Xu Changfeng couldn't believe that he had broken through the Tongshen Realm like this?

Fourth-order Divine Realm, once you enter this threshold, you only need to see your mind, and a wisp of sword qi can be directed. If you have a sword in your hand and want to cut mountains and rivers with a sword, why not?

Crunch......

At the same time, the door behind the young man was suddenly pushed open, and the old man walked out slowly.

He stared calmly at the world surrounded by the lake in front of him, without the slightest worry on his face, perhaps he had been here for a long time, and he was already familiar with this kind of thing.

"The luck of mountains and rivers is not easy to come by, don't you disgrace its reputation......" the old man said softly suddenly.

The young man was shocked, and before he could speak, he saw the old man's eyebrows flash, and a ray of sword light flashed clearly.

Whoa!

In an instant, it was like a thunderbolt of lightning bursting out of the old man's body. It shot towards the stagnant water in front of him, but the lightning disappeared into the water, as if nothing had happened, and not even the waves of water rippled out.

However, a shocking scene happened, the two-foot-high stagnant water was slowly receding, like the tide receding, and people couldn't help but admire.

In less than a cup of tea, the tide in front of me completely retreated, leaving no trace, even if it was walking barefoot, it also made people feel clean and comfortable, without the slightest mud and water.

"Senior!" the young man didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly greeted respectfully.

"Don't worry. The old man slowly turned around and said, "What happened tonight, you know it, I know, God knows it, and no third person will know about it." By the way, you clean up, and a guest will come. ”

"Guest?" the boy muttered in a low voice.

"This guest has the same purpose as you, and if you don't mind, you might as well go with you, but it's also a chance. The old man smiled slightly, and then pushed open the door and walked in.

The young man stared at the old man's back and couldn't help but lose his mind. The moment that the old man's eyebrows flashed, it was clearly a spiritual power fluctuation that only high-level cultivators could trigger. Even his seventh uncle has never done this.

In this way, this old man must be above the seventh order.

"Eighth Order Cultivator!" Xu Changfeng pinched a handful of cold sweat in his hand.

So far, there are only two eighth-order cultivators he knows, except for that prince Li Nie, there is only Zhongli Xueyu of the Canglan Sword Sect left. Now this old man is a third person.

The lights were soon lit in the house, and when the young man walked in, the old man put away the mat and bedding that had been laid out, and said to him with a hint of a smile, "The matter of chance can only be unspeakable, and you and I can have this opportunity, that is, chance." ”

Knock knock knock......

No sooner had he finished speaking than there was a knock at the door.

As there was a knock at the door, the young man was even more convinced that the old man must have known that he was coming, otherwise the carp would not have been baited at that time.

"Come in. The old man said lightly.

As the door panel opened, a handsome young man walked in, although he was holding an umbrella, his clothes were soaked a lot, and the long sword he was carrying was still so bright.

"Xu Changfeng?" the young man looked up and exclaimed.

"Northern autumn wind?"

......

"I'm not married!"

"Miss, don't make trouble, it's a big night, go and rest. ”

"If you want to sleep, you go and sleep by yourself, anyway, I won't marry, I won't marry, I just won't marry!"

Bang!

The door was broken open, and a man in armor walked in outside the door, looking very sharp, and his face was furious at this moment, and people couldn't help but retreat.

The woman had already been startled by the sound of breaking the door, and at this moment, she didn't dare to show the slightest grievance in her heart. She subconsciously hid behind the maid, like a kitten, her eyes glistening with tears.

"What's the matter, did you marry and wronged you?" Jiang Beiwen shouted as he glared at the girl in front of him.

Jiang Li had already cried and red-eyed, and he didn't care about these two tears at the moment, and hurriedly shouted, "Is your daughter just born for trading? First let me marry Xu Changfeng, and now let me marry that Anton, who will you let me marry tomorrow?"

"What's wrong with Anton? The son of King Nanping, he is only eight buckets high, what is there about him that is not worthy of you? Compared to Xu Changfeng, who is not right, Antonlai is a hundred times stronger than him. ”

"Even if I marry Xu Changfeng, I will never marry that Anton!" Jiang Li shouted.