Also in such a night, outside the brightly lit Chengtian Hall, the mountain cliff that had been noisy for a morning finally quieted down again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The moonlight disperses into the sea of clouds, reflecting a hazy like a fairyland, and on the hazy sea of clouds, the figure in blue clothes and white shirts sits quietly on the mountain gate, holding an extremely simple and inky long sword in his left hand.

Gazing lightly at the giant dome in the distance, Qin Langge suddenly had the urge to try the long sword in his hand, it happened that the night was cold, and the platform outside the Chengtian Hall was extremely wide, which naturally made him let go of his hands and feet and release the thoughts in his heart with swordsmanship.

The night is naturally black, and the name is Yelang, so this sword naturally cannot be any other color. It's just that from the moment Qin Langge made a move, the entire sword appeared between heaven and earth, and if you look closely, it looks like a thick long ruler.

A sword was pointed, and the ghostly light instantly reflected the brilliance of the bright moon and bloomed between heaven and earth.

"Heavenly Dao Sword Momentum, First Style, Drifting Snow!"

The sword technique that once slashed the people in the evil sect with a sword did not hesitate to perform, and the sword light turned into flying snow in the sky, and the confusion was endless, even those masters who were famous in the face of such a sword, they could only be completely suppressed by this endless stream of sword moves.

This was already perfect enough swordsmanship, but at the moment when the long sword was shot, Qin Langge suddenly found that there was something wrong with his swordsmanship.

"Two-style, moon shortage!"

The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and there is still one who has escaped. This sword is called the moon shortage, and this missing word is naturally taken from this escaped one. Perhaps it is due to the influence of the master's deviant swordsmanship, Qin Langge's sword seems to be a different way, the world's swordsmanship is perfect, but this sword seems to be faintly able to take the imperfect road, no matter how you look at it, this is not a perfect swordsmanship, but when this sword is shot, it seems to be natural.

There are ten thousand laws in the world, different paths to the same end, the sword intent of this sword, in fact, is the opposite of the north, from the lack to the full, with their own shortcomings, with the enemy to the full. It is necessary to know that when the water is full, it will overflow, and when the moon is full, the more full the enemy, the more powerless the rear move will be.

There used to be a fashionable saying that you should never get entangled with mental retardation, because they will lower your IQ and then beat you with a lot of experience. Although Qin Langge's style of swordsmanship is not so vulgar, it is the same from time to time, using a broken swordsmanship to break the opponent's swordsmanship, and then fighting the swordsmanship with a broken sword, the opponent naturally cannot have the upper hand.

But even with such a unique swordsmanship, at the moment of casting his hand, Qin Langge still stopped the sword in his hand, quietly stopped under the bright moon, and brought out a sword flower in his right hand and held the night in front of him, and a little thought naturally flashed in his eyes.

"Senior brother, you are really here. ”

The delicate voice came from not far away with a bit of joy, Qin Langge turned around, only to see a girl in a purple dress and a white dress waving to him not far away.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, Qin Langge immediately put away his sword and asked, "Siyu, it's so late, why don't you rest." ”

"People can't sleep, so they want to talk to the senior brother, who knows that the senior brother is not here, I will come here, I didn't expect the senior brother to be here, and he is practicing swords. ”

The girl pouted, but the resentful voice made Qin Langge laugh.

"Senior brother, what are you laughing at!"

"I laugh at you the same way you were when you were a kid, but how did you know I was here. Qin Langge asked with interest.

"Of course Senior Brother will be here, with Senior Brother's temperament, he will definitely try the sword as soon as he comes out of the sword mound, and I am also curious about what Yelang looks like, so I came here to take a look. ”

Hearing this, Qin Langge handed Ye Lang one hand and said with a smile: "Ye Lang is like this, can you see it clearly now?"

Chen Siyu was amazed, took the Yelang sword and looked at it carefully for a long time, and then exclaimed: "Master said that Yelang's ranking is higher than listening to the rain, originally I didn't believe it, but now I finally believe it." Listening to the rain, the edge was revealed, but Yelang took away all the edges, but if you look closely, the momentum on the sword body is as calm as a mountain. Master once said that the swordsman should have put all distractions aside, and this Yelang is also secretly in line with this truth. ”

"Are you saying that what this sword needs to be restrained?" Qin Langge asked thoughtfully.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Chen Siyu asked when he saw this.

Qin Langge shook his head, suppressed his thoughts in his heart, and then turned to smile and said, "It's okay, it's just that it's a little uncomfortable to use this sword just now." ”

"Discomfort?"

"Yes, when I was using the sword technique just now, I actually felt that the speed of the sword when holding Yelang was much higher than usual. Although it didn't take full force, such a change was still a little strange. Qin Langge said and held Yelang in his hand again, and couldn't help but look towards the sword.

"Senior brother, I'm going down the mountain tomorrow. Chen Siyu saw Qin Langge bowing his head and pondering, and immediately turned his back to him and whispered.

"Go down the mountain, go down the mountain, junior sister, could it be that you have already touched the threshold of the earth list, and the master of the sect asked you to go down the mountain to practice?" Qin Langge asked in surprise.

Chen Siyu nodded silently, but his emotions were obviously not happy about it.

"Senior brother, what do you think the mountain will be like, without the senior brother by your side, you must be very unaccustomed to it. ”

Qin Langge was stunned when he heard this, but he suddenly laughed again, turned to look at the girl's lonely back, and came to the girl's side a few steps and asked, "Senior sister, is she afraid? With your martial arts, if you are not a master of the earth list, you will definitely not be able to take advantage of you." Besides, why worry about this matter, if you want to come to the master, you don't have to worry about you going down the mountain alone, you must be accompanied by your junior disciples, so it will be fine. ”

"Senior brother, that's not what I'm talking about!"

The girl was slightly angry, turned around and glared at Qin Langge, but saw that the ridicule between her eyebrows was undisguised, and finally turned into a tenderness like autumn water in her eyes.

The girl's face was slightly red at the moment, and she casually lowered her head and muttered, "Why does senior brother look at me like this......"

"Hmm. Qin Langge chuckled when he heard this, then looked down at the cyan long sword in the girl's hand and said: "After going down the mountain, my brother can't protect you, it's always right to be careful, don't be as big as the mountain." ”

Chen Siyu only felt that his face was red, but when he heard the gentle voice of the person in front of him, he could only answer angrily, thinking that if it wasn't for the quiet at night, Qin Langge wouldn't even be able to hear this answer.

"Fortunately, my sister came here tonight, and there happens to be a set of swordsmanship here for my brother, although my brother has not learned it, but it is still okay to pass it on to you orally. ”

"Senior brother wants to pass on my swordsmanship?" Chen Siyu asked with some joy when he heard this, but then he was a little inexplicably disappointed.

Qin Langge nodded, pointed forward with Yelang in his right hand, and said with a smile: "Yelang Listening to the Rain Sword is a swordsmanship created by the predecessors of the master after casting Yelang and listening to the rain, but it integrates the characteristics of Yelang and Listening to the rain into a set of swordsmanship. Your temperament is too jumpy, although this set of swordsmanship is sharp but at the same time quite heavy, and it happens to be a set of swordsmanship with the Tingyu Sword, and it is just right to pass it on to you. ”

Chen Siyu wanted to say something, but when he turned around, he saw Qin Langge smiling at him, and then he clicked out step by step, and the sword moves swayed out like flowing water. Although he has not cultivated, he has done it now, but it is like practicing hard for three or five years.

"I also said that I haven't cultivated, senior brother, you are deceiving people......" The girl sneered, and a happy smile immediately appeared on her face, and when she heard the rain in her hand, her figure flashed and came to Qin Langge's side.

The sword momentum came out, and the move was exactly the same as what Ye Lang demonstrated, and the girl smiled even more, turning her head to look, it happened that her senior brother also looked back at the same time.

In the Chengtian Hall, a middle-aged man with a purple ribbon on his eyes finally sighed slowly, and then couldn't help but shake his head and said: "I must have had my head pumped back then, so I would show this kid the sword book of "Yelang Listening to the Rain Sword", hey......"