Crunch!

Suddenly, in Yang Ming's courtyard, there was a sound of threshold rubbing, Zuo Gang raised his head sharply, looked at the source of the sound, and saw a sloppy teenager walking out of the room.

"Brother, you really made my brother wait!"

As soon as he saw Yang Ming's figure, Zuo Gang immediately greeted him with a bitter face, and his voice was almost pleading: "Brother, the head of the department has been urged several times, if you don't go back, my brother will really be punished." ”

"Brother Zuo, the junior brother still needs to stay in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect for a while, otherwise you go back first, and the junior brother will look for you again after a while, how about it?" Directly ignoring Zuo Gang's bitter gourd face, Yang Ming spread his hands and said.

Due to the increasingly bad relationship between the Sky Splitting Sword Sect and the Hollow Cave Gate, Zuo Gang immediately urged him to return to Yunlongwei with him when he saw that Yang Ming's injuries had improved in the past few days, but Yang Ming had already promised Xiao Zhenshan and the old man that he would practice swordsmanship in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect for at least half a year, otherwise he would not be allowed to leave.

In fact, Yang Ming was the same as Spiegel in his heart, Xiao Zhenshan asked himself to stay, in addition to practicing swordsmanship, he wanted to use Yang Ming's identity as a dragon guard as a protective umbrella, giving them plenty of time to prepare for the war between the two factions, Yang Ming did not shirk this, before that, he had received many benefits from the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, and it was time to compensate them.

Yang Ming firmly believed that as long as he was in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect for a day, the people of the Void Gate would not do it easily, otherwise, once Yang Ming was injured, with Yun Longwei's domineering temperament, the Void Gate would probably be destroyed.

Not to mention the empty door, even the Sword Spirit Sect does not dare to do it easily, a genius like Yang Ming, once he enters the Cloud Dragon Guard, he will definitely be taken seriously, and countless resources will be tilted towards it, maybe he will be personally cultivated by the state lord, such a person, the Sword Spirit Sect does not dare to offend, and he cannot afford to offend.

Therefore, as long as Yang Ming was in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect for one day, they would throw a rat bogey, so that they could give the Sky Splitting Sword Sect plenty of time to arrange, which could also be regarded as a kind of help to the Sky Splitting Sword Sect.

"Alas, it seems that my brother's punishment is decided, but for your brother, it's worth it, let's say, how much time do you need?" Zuo Gang shook his head, his face showed a sad look, as if he had seen the changing slap of his own radical, and immediately sighed and asked.

"Hehe, the little brother still needs half a year, I hope the big brother will be successful. He walked in front of Zuo Gang, made a gesture to him, and said solemnly.

In fact, Yang Ming knew very well in his heart that these people didn't want to participate in the struggle of the local sect, so he didn't want Yang Ming to interfere with Yun Longwei's signboard.

"Half a year?" Zuo Gang grew his mouth, looked at Yang Ming who was saluting, and suddenly wailed loudly: "Brother, you want to roast your brother on the fire!"

Now, Zuo Gang stayed in the Sky Splitting Sword Sect for one more day, his heart was like being scratched by thousands of ants, he had never been so attentive to an arrow, every time he looked at the thick letters stacked on the desk, Zuo Gang's heart twitched fiercely, these were all letters sent by his top boss urging him, not so much urging as orders.

"Brother Zuo, don't worry, the little brother won't make it difficult for you, if your boss blames him, you can just push it on the little brother's head. Glancing at the restless Zuo Gang, Yang Ming smiled and said.

When he received the blank letter of appointment, Wen Ruyu said that he was her personal guard, and others couldn't control him or order him, so even if Zuo Gang went back and pushed everything on his head, those big guys in Yunlongwei didn't dare to do anything to him.

"Alas, if I had known that this was a chore, my brother would never have come to die. Hearing Yang Ming's words, Zuo Gang couldn't help but sigh in the sky, and said with a wry smile: "That's it, since all the good people have done it, let's do it to the end, it's a big deal." ”

Zuo Gang shook his head helplessly, stood up suddenly, and went back to his room to pack his things, as if he wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible.

Seeing this, Yang Ming didn't have any guilt, he said everything he had to say, as for how to do it, it would be up to Zuo Gang to deal with it, I believe he would know the proportions and handle things properly.

Looking at Zuo Gang's somewhat helpless back, Yang Ming couldn't help but smile, immediately turned around, left the courtyard, suddenly raised his steps, and galloped in the direction of the cave.

The two days that he had originally planned were delayed due to the retreat, so he had to rush to see the old man in the cave as soon as possible.

......

After this baptism of demons, Yang Ming felt that his control of internal force seemed to have made great progress, and the sensitivity of his facial features was also greatly improved.

According to his current strength, if he encounters Xiao Xuedao again, he will definitely be beheaded under the sword within ten moves.

Feeling the full internal force in his body, Yang Ming couldn't help but let out a long howl, in order to release the pride and ambition in his heart.

Hurrying to the edge of the cliff, Yang Ming jumped down with a familiar car, and in mid-air, he grabbed the vine violently, dragged his body, and crashed into the cave.

Looking at the entrance of the cave, I once again returned to a familiar place.

The old man was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, and it wasn't until Yang Ming came to sit down in front of him that his eyes slowly opened.

"Ready?"

Yang Ming nodded slightly, after the adjustment of the past few days, his mental state has reached his peak, no longer talking nonsense, just quietly listening to the old man's next admonition.

Sure enough, seeing Yang Ming's decent appearance, he nodded with satisfaction, looked at him calmly, and asked, "Why are you holding the sword?"

There is an unwritten rule for swordsmen, whenever they teach swordsmanship, or when they enter the master's door, the master will ask: Why do you hold the sword?

This is a rule passed down from ancient times, and it has a special meaning for swordsmen, and no one destroys it, so Yang Ming also experienced this situation back then.

However, Yang Ming's answer this time was not as perfunctory as last time, this time he got through his demons, understood the path he would take in the future, and naturally said what he thought in his heart from his heart, and he also wanted to use this sentence to remind himself at all times, not to forget the grand wish he made at the beginning.

Taking one step, Yang Ming gave a deep salute to the old man, and said loudly: "The younger generation holds the sword, just to walk the world, and return the martial arts to a bright breeze!"

Yang Ming said this sentence sonorously and forcefully, without a trace of perfunctory ingredients. (To be continued.) )