In a deep valley on the edge of Taihu Lake, the gray-robed masked man was concentrating on cultivation, and on a large stone in front of him, a yellowed ancient scroll was spread out. A gust of wind blew, revealing the two faded characters "Yin Lu" on the cover, and there was a verse below that seemed to be a poem rather than a poem: Qiankun returns to the secret, a sword Shenzhou is cold.

After a while, the man finally raised his head, pulled off his mask, looked at the vast smoke waves in the distance, laughed viciously, and muttered: "I don't know how many lives of Jianghu masters have been ruined by this martial arts treasure...... Tsk, the surname Yun does what he says, Huangfu is dead, I'm afraid we will meet again soon......" The voice was gloomy and shrill, it was the crane in the cloud who had been scrapped by Liuli before.

By mistake, this yin record fell into his hands, but it was about to shine again......

Along the way, Huang Fu Yan's mind was replaying the arrow that Tuoba Xiongfeng sent out at the end, combined with the feeling he had when he killed Jue Yu, he had a little understanding of the unity of man and sword.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but press his hand on the Qingluan sword. The sword of man is one, and the same qi is connected. In that state, the relationship between him and Qingluan Sword is no longer exactly the relationship between a tool and a master, as if his own bloodline is connected to Qingluan Sword, and the two are inseparable from each other.

The divine sword has a spirit, and it seems to feel the heart of the emperor's death, and suddenly let out a soft groan, and the sword body swayed with a burst of azure light.

Qiao Feng looked back in surprise, and saw that he was just holding the Qingfeng Sword in a daze, and his heart felt strange. But soon there was another burst of horror: the young man in front of him was running all the way, why did his breath not weaken in the slightest! You know, he was very competitive at this time, and he was holding on hard, and his steps had already begun to be extremely frivolous, and he was extremely depressed in private.

Huangfu Yan woke up from his epiphany, and saw Qiao Feng's vague steps and lack of energy, which was completely different from the rumors in the rivers and lakes, and said in surprise: "Gang Master Qiao, you have suffered internal injuries? I have all the pills and ointments here to treat internal injuries, I don't know what kind of wound medicine you need?" As he spoke, he had already taken out a few bottles and jars from his arms. This is all configured by Liuli on weekdays, and after the two of them came out of the valley, they hid a lot on their bodies.

Qiao Feng saw that he was straightforward and heroic, and he was a handsome man in the world, and he intended to make friends, so he was not embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Huangfu for your kindness, Qiao Mou is just too much of a loss of skill, and it is difficult to calm down for a while, just a little pranayama." How about the two of us hit it off at first sight, how about becoming Jinlan brothers?"

Huangfu admired him very much in his previous life, and immediately said happily: "The little brother can't ask for it." ”

Soon, the two of them talked about their years, and Huang Fu minus the ten years buried in the ground, he was eight years younger than Qiao Feng, so he was naturally the younger brother. At the moment, he made the soil for incense, and bowed to the sky eight times, one was called "virtuous brother", and the other was called "big brother", all of which were overjoyed.

Qiao Feng saw that he was careless, and he seemed to understand the rules of the rivers and lakes, and said with a smile: "Brother, you handed over my eldest brother, although you will not benefit in martial arts, but the knowledge in the rivers and lakes will discipline you to grow day by day." ”

Huangfu Yan took a deep look and said: "Please give the eldest brother advice, and the younger brother will listen to you." ”

Qiao Feng laughed, the depression in his chest was slightly reduced, and he continued: "Brother, I'll teach you to be a good man, but you have to promise me one condition, just hear about it, don't tell anyone." ”

Seeing his solemn expression, Huangfu couldn't help but nodded. But he muttered to himself in his heart: "Will this cheap big brother be happy with me, pretend to be mysterious." ”

I only heard Qiao Feng continue: "What do you say is the most important thing in walking the rivers and lakes?"

Huangfu Yan subconsciously said: "Naturally, it's martial arts!"

"No, it's people's hearts and money...... Qiao Feng laughed, and continued to tell Huangfu about some of the tricks he had encountered in his years of walking in the rivers and lakes, and during the period, it involved the secret affairs of the beggars gathering money and making friends with people from all walks of life, no wonder he hid it and didn't let Huangfu spread the word.

Huangfu Yan thought to himself: "Brother Qiao is the leader of the beggar gang, although it is beautiful, but it is too tiring to be such a person. "When he encounters difficult things, he only wants to fight with a sword, and this kind of rich ingenuity cannot be learned.

Thinking of his eldest brother's unfortunate situation in the future, he interjected: "Big brother, that Quanguan Qingrudder master is old-fashioned, you have to be on guard." ”

Qiao Feng disagreed, and nodded perfunctorily.

As he spoke, the sky had dawned, and Wuxi City was faintly visible.

When the two entered the city, the streets were silent, and it was dim from a distance, except for a little warm yellow light on the pine crane tower.

Huang Fu Yan looked at the glimmer of light from afar, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

When Qiao Feng saw it, he hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Big brother advises you, although the playboy is handsome, he is a man after all, you ......"

Huangfu Yan's face darkened, knowing that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly said: "The eldest brother thinks too much, the younger brother has been married for a long time, and there are a few confidantes, but he has no special hobby for men!"

"Huh!" Qiao Feng was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, the two of them had already come to the front of the Songhe Tower.

In silence, the two did not continue to speak, and walked in one after the other.

The Songhe Tower has not yet officially opened for business, and it is silent inside.

The boss was beckoning the guys to scrub and dot up, and suddenly saw the two people coming in, and couldn't help but widen his eyes - this man with a very burly figure and a gray cloth robe was a regular customer in the store, but he also passed so early in the future.

"A pot of cold fragrant brew?" Xiao Er also recognized Qiao Feng, greeted him, and asked tremblingly.

"Bring me an urn first. Qiao Feng chose a position near the window and sat down, "Small dishes or something, pick something clean and refreshing." ”

Huangfu Yan was about to ask the shopkeeper about Murong Xihua's whereabouts, when he heard a sound of footsteps on the stairs, and she had already walked down. Without waiting for the emperor to speak, he asked, "Is the matter done?"

"Hmm!"

Qiao Feng looked at the two with a smile, still feeling that there was something strange between them.

Murong Xihua seemed to be silently thinking about something, frowning slightly.

"But Dian Jing hasn't woken up yet?" Huang Fu secretly guessed.

Murong Xihua was about to reply, when she suddenly heard a few giggles coming from upstairs.

The emperor was stunned and called, "Dian Jing?"

Murong Xihua sighed and looked towards the staircase.

Huangfu Yan and Qiao Feng followed the sound to find it, but when they saw a girl, they whispered, Hu Er smiled, Hu Er sighed, went down the stairs, and walked this way, it was Dian Jing.

Huangfu Yan suddenly said in his heart: "It turned out that he was delirious, but it was a pity that such a beautiful person." ”

Although Dian Jing was delirious at this time, she was very attached to Murong Xihua, and walked straight away, hugged her arm, shook it for a while, and sprinkled like a little girl. Suddenly, Dian Jing found Qiao Feng and Huangfu Yan, became panicked, and screamed: "Okay, you are a disciple, you don't even let go of the dying person, this girl fights with you." ”

Murong Xihua hurriedly grabbed her, and her fingers became the wind, and in an instant, she was all over Dian Jing's limbs, fixed her there, and said with a bitter face: "You have also seen that Dian Jing's mind is lost, and now she is like a seven or eight-year-old child......"

"That demon monk is not shallow...... Qiao Feng sighed, poured a glass of wine, and drank it all.

Huangfu was silent for a moment before he said, "There's no way to save her?"

"It's not nothing, the Zixuan Zhenren in Suzhou may have a way to save her......" Murong Xihua said uncertainly. The real name of this Ziyang real person is Zhang Boduan, known as "Mr. Wuzhen", and he is the ancestor of the Southern Sect of the Taoist Neidan School.

Huang Fu Yan saw that she wanted to speak and stopped, and said, "I'll go with you?"

Murong Xihua was slightly happy in her heart, and couldn't help but smile and nodded.

Qiao Feng knew that it was important to save people, so he didn't think much about it, and ordered a table of good wine and food with the two of them at the moment, which was regarded as a farewell before leaving.

Soon, when the sky was bright, the two of them left Qiao Feng and took Dian Jing to the place of Ziyang Zhenren's cultivation - Suzhou Xuanmiaoguan.