Xiang Tianchen stopped, turned to look at Yan Buling, and took advantage of the situation to carry the big knife on his shoulder.

Yan Buling slowly stood up and said with relief: "I agreed to your conditions and let him go." ”

"Pavilion Master Yan has to think clearly, if you don't believe in your words, I'm afraid that you're going to be in Cangge this day..."Nanxi Wen said.

If it weren't for the sake of saving his son, how could he be so obediently arrested, and now these three people are still threatening each other with such words, if the matter of Lingyun Pavilion was done by these people, they would definitely not pay attention to Cangge that day.

In an instant, his eyes flashed with hatred, but for now, he still had to obey.

"I heard that Lan Lingluo is only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and the style of the three of them today doesn't look like they would obey a teenager's arrangement!

"Lan Lingluo is indeed a little younger, but the three of us are still his subordinates, what's the matter?

If this is the case, then the force behind Lan Lingluo is really terrifying.

"In that case, what do you want me to do?" asked Yan Buling.

"The six-pavilion meeting once in twenty years is almost here, help Lan Lingluo win the first place!" Xiang Tianchen looked at the injury on his hand and said lightly.

"Do you want to have another Lingyunfeng?" Yan Buling couldn't help but think of the appearance of the Lingyunfeng Five Pavilion Meeting back then, winning the leader and standing on his own!

"So what?" Xiang Tianchen's rough voice was a little solemn.

"Well, who in this river and lake doesn't want to command the heroes and be condescending, but what if you really get it?" Thinking about the time when Ling Yunfeng formed a party for personal gain and set up his own cabinet, and now he looks at it again, isn't it also his soul returning to dust, and he said as if he had seen through everything.

Nanxi Wen kicked Yan Luo Xi in the abdomen, kicked out two or three meters, Yan Luo Xi covered his abdomen with both hands, and his body curled up together.

"Since the Lord of the Pavilion has seen it so thoroughly, you should know in your heart what to do! If you have a back, you know the consequences, and you should weigh it yourself. Nanxi Wen opened the bone fan and said lightly.

The wound on his thigh lost too much blood, and his face looked a little pale at this time, leaning on the edge of the stone pillar next to him.

Xiang Tianchen and the three of them left slowly, slowly disappearing into the yellow sand.

The other side

After Lan Lingluo left the Purple Smoke Pavilion, he inquired all the way along the way and learned that the Tiancang Pavilion was on the border of the desert.

Looking up at the sky is noon, the yellow sand is cold, the wind blows, it is even more difficult to open people's eyes, this place does not grow an inch of grass, the only plant is the sky tree can withstand this lack of water environment, this tree can bear fruit, but can not be eaten, can be used in medicine.

There is a hut at the foot of Tiancang Mountain, and there is a bamboo pole erected next to the hut, and a coarse cloth floats on the top of the bamboo pole, and a wine word is written on the coarse cloth. Lan Lingluo was very tired after a long drive, so he just settled down to rest.

Lan Lingluo opened the mast cloth with one hand, and the mast cloth was connected to the bell at the door, and it would ring when someone entered. Lan Lingluo bent in, dusted off the yellow sand on his body, and looked around, the small shop was relatively simple, there were only three small tables, one on the left, one on the middle and one on the right, and the middle one was slightly larger, there were already three people seated, Lan Lingluo walked to the small table by the window on the right.

The boss heard the bell and walked out of the back room, about thirty years old, dressed simply, a white towel on his shoulder, with a kind face, seeing Lan Lingluo sitting down, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile, wiped the table with the towel on his shoulder and asked with a smile: "Little brother, what to eat?"

"Let's have a pot of tea, and then take something to eat" Lan Lingluo looked at the shop, and it seemed that the owner was alone.

Seeing that Lan Lingluo was young, the boss couldn't help but say if he wanted tea instead of wine, "Little brother, it's from outside, right?"

Lan Lingluo nodded.

"It's located in the middle of nowhere, and there is usually no business, and the family lives nearby, and it is a business to make a small shop, and occasionally the disciples on the mountain come down to drink wine and eat beef, and people from outside rarely come here. The boss said with a smile.

"Is this still far from Tiancang Mountain?"

The boss put the towel on his shoulder again, pointed to the highest mountain outside the window and said, "Little brother, where is the front, you are also here to learn art?"

"Sort of," Lan Lingluo said, looking out the window.

"There are quite a lot of people who come here to learn art, na" The boss glanced at the three people at the table in the middle with his eyes, "They are here to learn art, and they are not used to eating food on the mountain, so they come to me every three or five days."

Lan Lingluo took the opportunity to glance at the three people at the table next to him, "They are the disciples of Tiancang Pavilion?"

The boss nodded, "That little brother, you wait a minute." Lan Lingluo didn't speak.

After a while, the boss brought a pot of tea, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of beef and came over with a smile

"Little brother, the shop is simple and has a lot of tolerance, slow use, slow use!" the boss smiled and put the things on the table and went into the back room again.

Lan Lingluo was very thirsty after a long time, picked up a bowl of tea and drank it all, grabbed a piece of beef and threw it into his mouth, and at this time he heard the man sitting at the south table next to him say: "Those three people yesterday are really powerful, three people can break into the Tiancang Pavilion." ”

Lan Lingluo listened to someone break into the Sky Cangge, the speed of chewing in his mouth slowed down, and he listened carefully.

The man on the west side followed the man's words and said, "Yes, yes, it is really rare for the eldest prince to be defeated in a few rounds." ”

"You two are greedy for life and afraid of death!" the man on the east side said with some disgust.

"Come on, you, and say me, aren't you too, I usually go with you to soak boys, go up and cut off an arm with a big knife, and end up crippled for life, why can't you do it?"

"Hey, yes! We just came to learn the Cloud Breaking Knife Technique, but I didn't expect to learn the appearance after three and five years of studying, if we lose our lives for this, it's not worth it" The man in the east couldn't help but sigh, and took the wine in the bowl and drank it.

"That's right, you didn't see that person's martial arts are on par with the pavilion master, if the eldest prince hadn't been captured, the pavilion master wouldn't have been injured. Come, come, drink," said the man from the west, picking up his bowl.

"Who do you say Lan Lingluo is?" asked the man from the north, chewing a peanut in his mouth.

Lan Lingluo was a little surprised when he heard his name

"Isn't there a rumor on the rivers and lakes, saying that it is a disciple of Lingyun Pavilion, and one person slaughtered Lingyun Pavilion. The man from the east said.

"It's really fake, one person slaughtered Lingyun Pavilion. The man from the north was a little unconvinced.

"Eh, the three black-clothed men seemed to have mentioned it yesterday, it should be true, otherwise why would those three people want the pavilion master to also belong to Lan Lingluo!" The man in the west took a sip of wine and said, "Those three should be his subordinates, with the combined martial arts of those three, maybe the pavilion master is not an opponent!"

The words of the three people at the side table were heard by Lan Lingluo in a fog, and he secretly wondered when he had a subordinate? Why didn't he even know it? What was the matter with the Tiancang Pavilion being attached? Gently picked up the tea and took a sip, for fear of making a noise and missing the conversation between the three of them.

"Then according to what you say, if the three people in black are really Lan Lingluo's subordinates, then it is not impossible for Lan Lingluo to destroy Lingyun Pavilion!" said the man from the north.

"Okay, okay, now that the pavilion master is also injured, and I haven't learned the knife technique, maybe I'll go back to my hometown one day, and these things are none of our business. The man from the east waved his hand and told them both to stop.

The man from the west nodded, picked up the wine bowl thoughtfully, "Yes, it's been three or five years since I came out, and I don't seem to have learned anything." ”

"Come, come, come, and go back when you have drunk this bowl, lest you be punished again." The man from the north poured the wine to his heart's content, and said as he picked up the bowl.

The three of them didn't say any more useful news, and after a while, they packed their things and prepared to go back, and Lan Lingluo found that the weapons brought by the three of them were all knives. I thought to myself, could it be that Tiancang Pavilion uses knives? Who else can make the six sword swinging decisions?

After the three of them left, the boss heard the bell and came out to clean up the table, Lan Lingluo couldn't help but ask the boss, "Boss, are all the people in Cangge making knives this day?

The boss stopped what he was doing and said to Lan Lingluo with a smile: "Little brother, Tiancang Pavilion is famous for its sword skills, don't you know?"

Lan Lingluo shook his head

The boss found a comfortable position and leaned against the square table and said slowly

"This day Cangge is famous for its cloud-breaking knife technique, so it will absorb a lot of outside knife lovers who come here to learn the arts, and there are no special requirements to learn this knife technique, as long as you become a formal disciple, you can learn it, but this knife technique is really difficult to learn, and it has only learned one or two percent for three or five years, which is still a good foundation of understanding, if you almost learn to learn the fur, put on a shelf, just like the three of you just want to learn the knife technique, and you don't work weekdays, and you have been here for three or five years to learn things and put on a show。 ”

Lan Lingluo couldn't help but sigh after hearing this: "Is this knife technique so difficult?"

"Little brother, do you also use knives?"

"Not really, I use a sword. ”

"It's difficult, I don't know, I know that except for the first generation of pavilion masters who created this set of sword techniques, no one has really learned it yet, and even the current pavilion master has only comprehended eighty or ninety percent if he doesn't speak well. The owner explained.

"Didn't anyone use a sword in Cangge that day?" Lan Lingluo couldn't help but ask after listening to the boss's words.

The boss looked up at the roof and thought thoughtfully, "I don't think so, but the younger brother of the pavilion master seems to have used a sword, and it is said that he is a genius, but it seems that he is not alive."

Lan Lingluo knew who the boss was talking about, and the six decisions of the swinging sword were written down by this person, "You're talking about Qi Cang!"

"Yes, yes, it's called Qi Cang, he doesn't seem to like knives, he likes swords even more, he is talented, he is quite talented in martial arts, and Tiancang Pavilion's mastery of breaking clouds and swords is not practiced, but he likes to specialize in some swordsmanship, swordsmanship or something, but then it disappeared and never seen it again. The boss couldn't help but feel a little sorry as he spoke, and turned around and continued to clean up the table.

Having said that, Lan Lingluo still wanted to ask for himself if there was anyone else in this world who knew about this sword book, or if he could make this sword technique.

Lan Lingluo said, "Thank you, boss!" Put down some silver taels, went out, and walked towards Tiancang Mountain.