There are no years in the mountains, and during the cultivation period, a lot of time passes, and it always passes unconsciously.

Half a year, it is not fast to say fast, and it is not slow to say slow, during this time, the mountain gate of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect is closed, everything seems extremely calm, although the empty door has been ready to move, but it does not dare to go further, it is also afraid of Yang Ming's identity, maybe it has been warned by some kind, in short, the Sky Splitting Sword Sect has been a little calm in the past six months, as if it was the eve of a storm.

For this situation, Yang Ming felt relieved at the same time, but also a strong worry, people are not grass and trees can be ruthless, in the past half a year of the Heaven Splitting Sword Sect, he has been greatly cared for, the old man has very high expectations for him, almost all of them, just like his own parents, which makes Yang Ming moved at the same time, but also has a trace of guilt.

However, after thinking about it, he was relieved, the old man wanted to treat him as a disciple, even if Yang Ming was unwilling to join the Sky Splitting Sword Sect and worship under his own disciple, he could not deny the fact of teaching swordsmanship, between the two, the friendship had reached the point of being both a teacher and a friend, and there was only one name in the middle.

In this regard, Yang Ming seemed a little helpless, he is not an old-fashioned person, but the rules of this world are like this, once you worship under others, it is impossible to change, if you do not hesitate to betray the master for temporary gain, this will be scolded and despised by everyone in the rivers and lakes.

But then again, now that the Hollow Gate is a mouse-trap, he doesn't dare to move the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, and Xiao Zhenshan is not a fool, so he naturally seized this opportunity to recuperate and enhance his strength, but as time passed, the atmosphere of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect became more and more tense.

Because, today is the day when Yang Ming leaves the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, and it is also the day when the Empty Cave Gate is ready to start, in this regard, Yang Ming is quite helpless, he can delay for the Sky Splitting Sword Sect for half a year is the limit, if he stays here endlessly, it is estimated that Yun Longwei's subordinates will send someone to capture him.

Sitting in the cave, Yang Ming's state has recovered to the peak, but his expression is a little lonely, maybe today and the old man are separated, it will be the last time they will meet!

Youyou opened his eyes and glanced at the old man sitting on the stone bed, Yang Ming had a feeling of powerlessness in his heart, he didn't want the old man to die under the hands of those people, but there was no way, Yang Ming didn't want to stay and fight with the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, but Zuo Gang outside was eyeing him, as long as there was the slightest movement, he would be knocked unconscious and taken away immediately.

Just when Yang Ming's heart was full of helplessness, the old man's weak voice came from his ears.

"Let's go, don't think about staying, this will harm the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, and it will hurt you, remember, you are the hope of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect to rise again, don't let the old decay down. ”

The old man kept his eyes closed, and did not look at Yang Ming, who had a sour face, and his voice was calm and scary.

After speaking, the old man waved his hand at Yang Ming and motioned for him to leave quickly.

Opening his mouth, Yang Ming wanted to say something, but found that his throat was a little blocked, and he couldn't say anything.

Slowly exhaling a breath, Yang Ming stood up, and then bowed heavily to the old man.

Three knocks in a row!

For people in the rivers and lakes, only three bows to the teacher and parents and elders, although Yang Ming didn't say anything, but the old man knew in his heart that this was a grand worship ceremony.

The old man's eyes were still closed, and his lips only trembled slightly, and then he calmed down, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After saluting, Yang Ming lifted the sword bag, hung it behind his back, and then left the cave without looking back, leaving only a faint voice when leaving.

"With me, the Sky Splitting Sword Sect won't disappear. ”

This is a kind of promise, but also an expression of guilt, helplessness, goodbye.

The old man smiled, smiled happily, smiled with satisfaction, he knew that he had not mistaken the person, and everything he had done was worth it.

Out of the cave, looking at the somewhat dim sky through the leaves, Yang Ming seemed to be pressing a big stone in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he raised his head suddenly, looked up to the sky and roared, and his voice rolled.

"Whew!"

Slowly exhaled a breath, closed his eyes, bathed in the cool air, and after a long time, he opened his eyes violently and sighed: "There is no banquet in the world, it's time to go!"

Turning his head and looking at the dark cave, he let out another whistle, as if to tell the old man that he was leaving.

The whistle fell, Yang Ming grabbed the vines on the cliff, his arm shook, his body suddenly soared into the air, climbed the cliff, and then left without looking back.

This time he left quietly, and did not inform Xiao Zhenshan of them, but found Zuo Gang alone, and the two of them quickly left Shanyang County.

This place is destined to leave an indelible mark on him.

......

In the cave, listening to the sound of Yang Ming's departing footsteps, his closed eyes slowly opened, and he sighed slightly, and the old man's eyes flashed with sadness.

The sadness is the most parting, and this time may be the last time he and Yang Ming will meet.

The old man's cloudy gaze looked in the direction of the Sword Spirit Sect through the cave, and he muttered in his mouth: "Come on, old decay, let's see, how have you old guys grown over the years?"

As the words fell, the old man licked his chapped lips, and the bloodthirsty intent that had been silent in his body for many years suddenly erupted.

The Sky Splitting Sword Sect has its own pride, and would rather die than give in, even if the entire sect is destroyed, it will have to fight, this is a battle of swordsmen, and it is also a battle of dignity.

......

Galloping all the way, Yang Ming and Zuo Gang quickly walked out of the city gate, turned their heads, looked at the city wall that looked a little shining under the sunset, Yang Ming muttered in his mouth: "I will come back." ”

After saying this, Yang Ming whipped the horse, and the black divine horse suddenly turned into a black lightning bolt, and gradually disappeared from the sight of the flow of people.

The parting was always silent, and seeing that Yang Ming was in a bad mood, Zuo Gang didn't speak, just followed him closely and accompanied him to gallop wantonly.

This time, their target was Longqi Mountain, one of Yun Longwei's strongholds.

Yunlongwei is divided into four divisions of heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, Longqi Mountain is located in the south of Wanjian City, and belongs to the land of Yunlongwei.

After a full day of galloping, Yang Ming seemed to feel a little out of breath in his crotch, and suddenly stopped.

"Brother, are you more comfortable?" At this time, Zuo Gang finally found an opportunity to come up, looked at Yang Ming with a smile, and asked.

This look is a bit underwhelming, but Yang Ming didn't care, just nodded without leaving a trace, which can be regarded as thanking him for accompanying him all the way. (To be continued.) )