More than ten days later, at dusk, the two figures went up to Houtu Peak again, this time in addition to the white-robed woman, there was another male in a red robe, the male Dao couldn't see his face clearly from afar, only heard him shout in a loud voice: "Senior Brother Chang, the junior brother has come to see you." ”

"Senior Brother Jiang. Chang Zida quickly ran out of the grass hut and responded, "Why are you here?"

"I'll have a pot with you, okay?" Senior Brother Jiang's voice was loud and beautiful, full of magnetism.

"Okay. Chang Ziwen was very happy when he heard the voice, and saw Senior Brother Jiang beckoning, first taking out a table from the Qiankun bag, and then putting out some dishes one after another, as well as two jars of wine.

Su Ziang saw that the two Ning Yuan Realm senior brothers of Agni Fire Peak were gathering, and it was inconvenient for one of his outer disciples of Houtu Peak to get close, so he automatically went to other gardens to inspect, and he deliberately dragged a few pillars of incense before rushing back to the grass shed, and there was really silence on the other side of the ditch.

Under the bleak moonlight, there was a faint mist, and the grass hut stood alone in the darkness.

Su Ziang gently climbed into the grass hut, practiced the Taihua Sutra for several hours, and then fell asleep thinking about it.

"Senior Brother Su?" Chang Zida suddenly shouted softly outside the grass hut.

"Hey. Su Ziang woke up from his sleep, and when he saw that it had passed, he suddenly felt that the matter was more serious, and hurriedly asked: "Senior Brother Chang, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, do you have something important?"

"Senior Brother Su. Chang Zida was silent for a while, and suddenly said inexplicably: "If you hear any abnormal noise from my side in the evening, do you know what to do?"

"Hurry up and take a look?"

"No, take the wooden sign I gave you and hide, and when the real people arrive, present it to the real people. ”

"Senior Brother Chang, don't scare me, the matter is so serious, why don't you present the wooden plaque to the real people tomorrow. ”

What Chang Zida handed over to Su Ziang was an ebony plaque, on which a palm was depicted with gold lacquer, the four fingers were bent, the little finger was independently provoked, and the palm was surrounded by layers of clouds, and the back was painted with a C character, and a number of eighty-seven was engraved behind the C character.

With just a wooden card, a few clouds, and five fingers, there is a momentum that looks at the world!

"At the moment it's all my guesswork and feelings. Chang Zida said very distressedly: "These guesses may be wrong, if you tell the real people in advance, and in the end it is not consistent with the facts, my Chang clan will not have the face to stay in Huaqing City." ”

After a little hesitation, he said again: "This wooden card was obtained by me from Senior Sister Yan by accident, if nothing unusual happens, Senior Brother Su will definitely keep it a secret for him." ”

Su Ziang was silent for a while, and said, "Senior Brother Chang, there is something I don't know if to ask. ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"Although I don't know the truth of the matter, it seems to be very serious based on my feelings, even if Senior Brother Chang is inconvenient to tell the five real people, can't he explain it to his parents?"

"I don't have a heart on Senior Sister Yan, I don't want my parents in the clan to know in advance, and I hope that my guess and judgment are wrong. Chang Zida smiled bitterly in the moonlight and said, "There are some things, if you don't confirm them at the end, you will never give up completely." ”

Although Su Ziang didn't know what love was, he felt cold in his heart for no reason, and secretly said to himself, who do you like, it's so difficult, sometimes you have to gamble with your life to win or lose?

The days passed in a hurry, and among the twelve people in Su Ziang's charge, a disciple of Rui Jin Peak left after his hard labor expired, and another disciple of Aoki Peak came in, and it turned out to be a late cultivator of Ning Yuan Realm, named Shen Zhongtian.

During this period, the white-robed woman came to Huanglong Valley alone twice, and the two always had fierce quarrels, and once she lay down outside Chang Zida's grass shed and cried bitterly, but her voice was very low, and in the end it seemed to end with Chang Zida softening, but Chang Zida didn't say it, and Su Ziang also thought that he didn't see it.

On this night, the fog was particularly heavy.

After twilight fell, the entire Huanglong Valley was covered with dense fog, and when it was dark, there were no fingers to be seen, only the mountain wind passed through the valley bleakly and lonely.

Su Ziang stood in the grass shed, completely relaxed according to the requirements of the Taihua Sutra, and the spiritual power of the Shentai Qi Sea shone little by little, like a little bit of water, converging into a small river, and then connecting a little bit......

"Hurry!"

With a low shout, four egg-sized earth balls silently condensed in mid-air, rotating like flying, shining brightly, and hit a dead wood in the shed with a "whew", and the dead wood should hit the ground and rolled.

Su Ziang squatted down in the darkness and reached out to touch the marks on the dead wood.

After dozens of days of practice, now the spiritual power condensation speed and strike strength have improved faster than before, the condensation speed has changed from the original dozens of breaths to more than ten breaths, and the striking power has also increased a lot.

After more than ten breaths, the four balls of earth condensed on Su Ziang's palm, and the brilliance of the spell flickered, and with the "bang" of the sword technique, it hit the dead wood.

"Zheng ......" A series of gold and iron crashing sounds came from the grass hut, and the sound was clear and urgent.

The fog was thick and the night was quiet, Su Ziang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly listened carefully.

"Zheng, Zheng......" A series of gold and jade crashing sounds sounded from outside the grass hut again, and the direction was the opposite bank of the ditch, occasionally mixed with Chang Zida's shouting and scolding, it was undoubtedly Chang Zida and people fighting.

But the other party came in the dark of night on a foggy day, obviously with bad intentions, Su Ziang could no longer stay out of the matter, and hurriedly slipped down the grass hut and groped to the other side of the ditch......

The dense fog was like substance, and the touch body turned into a trace of cold water, Su Ziang relied on his previous familiarity with the terrain, and after a cup of tea, he touched the vicinity of Chang Zida's grass shed.

In the dense fog on the upper left.

The two figures were fighting fiercely, the spirit sword in their hands emitted a brilliant light, flashing from the darkness, "click" The two swords were staggered, one let out a painful snort, and then the two of them separated suddenly, each hiding in the thick fog.

Yan Hua came out. Chang Zida shouted in a hoarse voice: "Come out and kill your husband!"

A man's voice came from the thick fog, his voice was full of magnetism, contempt and mockery: "Senior Sister Yan recognizes you as a husband?"

Su Ziang was taken aback, the voice of the man who suddenly appeared was very familiar, very similar to Senior Brother Jiang who had come before, and the obedient voice was actually the same as Xiushui Feng Yan Hua, and the two of them came in the dark and took advantage of the fog, and the killing intent was already revealed.

It didn't take long for the two of them to exchange hands again in the fog, and the sound of the swords had already hit each other seven or eight times, but they had never heard Yan Hua, a disciple of Xiushui Peak, make a sound.

Su Ziang knew very well in his heart that in the fog, with his cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, he could not use the spirit sword in his hand, and he would never be able to help Chang Zida in any way, this hillside could be hidden, and if he moved forward, he was afraid that the two Ning Yuan Realm monks would be killed with a sword.