Chapter 359 - [Yi Feng and Lan Wu (Continued)]

Finished the book, very melancholy for no reason, from June 1, 2015 to the present, half a year, everyone has been with me to walk the road of code words, thank you.

Yin 17, November 17, 2015, thank you for your support, with you, there will be "The Flash", and there will be a way for Yun Chengfeng to come step by step.

Fengyun, the world will meet, has always been Xiao Seventeen's childhood dream, and now I have finally finished this dream from the perspective of clouds and wind.

I hope that in the changing world, everyone can remember their childhood dreams.

In those years, when we chased "Fengyun" together, was there such a character that you remember vividly and never forget?

Is it "not crying death" and "wet chest" stepping into the clouds, or "God of the Wind" and "wetland" Nie Feng, or "Wet Suddenly" nameless, or the overlord and domineering, or the ill-fated "Qilin Demon" breaking the waves.

are still those beautiful and moving women, Yu Chuchu, Mingyue, Youruo, Zining, Second Dream, Du Yunling, Lu Yanran, Lian Wuxi, Xue Yuan, Lian Xinluo......

The next new book will be available to you soon, and Little Seventeen has been working hard!

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Central Plains, Jiangnan!

On a bustling street, there is a gambling house.

The gambling house is full of people and business is booming.

At this moment, a half-grown boy walked in.

He seemed to be the hottest gambler, and when he entered the door of the gambling house, he went straight to the largest table.

The table was full of guests, the boy squeezed, and suddenly appeared in front of the table, slapped his little hand on the table, and shouted: "Everyone retreat, I want to make a big bet with the boss......"

The gamblers burst out laughing. "Boy, get away, are you here to play in this place?"

"Haha, what the hell is it today, such an older kid is coming to gamble! The sun is coming out of the west......"

However, only the boss of the village looked at the boy calmly, "Are you Yi Feng, the young son of Yi Tian Gambling House?"

"That's right, it's Young Master Ben!How about it? If you don't dare to gamble with the master, move your gambling house as soon as possible, don't be embarrassed on this street?"

The boss of the village laughed: "It's really a big ghost." If your father Yi Boss is here, Lao Tzu is still afraid of him, just you kid, say it! How much money your father will give you to bring out, let Lao Tzu take you all away!"

Yi Feng raised his eyebrows suddenly, "What's the point of gambling money, if you want to gamble, bet on your signboard, if you lose, tear down the signboard." Get out of the streets. If I lose, give you my head......"

"Yo he! You kid is really on the bar. Lao Tzu will cut off your head and use it to extinguish the prestige of Boss Yi. ”

The boss of the bank roared and promised to make a bet with Yi Feng. Yin and laugh. Reaching out, he quickly took three dice and put them into the dice bowl, raised his hand and shook it, and the dice bowl shook loudly. Wait to shake the points he wants. Pressing heavily on the table, he asked coldly, "Boy, it's your turn." Push big, press small, bet faster......"

"Pressing the big ......" Yi Feng did not hesitate, and directly put his head down on the word "big".

In fact, the boss of the village has his own trick of controlling the dice in the bowl, listening to his pressure, he immediately played the real strength, and the three dice in the bowl all became the three smallest "one" points.

"Boy, you're watching!" The boss of the village suddenly opened the bowl, thinking that it must be three "ones" small, but at the moment when the bowl was withdrawn, Yi Feng's head on the gaming table twisted slightly, and suddenly the gambling table shook slightly because of his head twisting.

What was originally a small dice with three "one" points has become three "six" points big.

"How is this possible?" the boss of the bank was taken aback, not knowing when the dice became "six".

At this time, the crowd of onlookers screamed, and everyone looked at Yi Feng in surprise.

"You've lost! Move out of this street immediately and get out......" Yi Feng straightened up, Yun Danfeng turned around and jumped lightly, flew to the door to kick and smash the plaque of the gambling house, and left proudly without looking back.

Yi Feng left the gambling house, disappeared into the street, and headed for the next gambling house.

............

The land of clouds, the outskirts of a small city.

An old man, a woman, and a boy walked briskly, and their destination was a ruined village in front of them.

Turning an intersection, the dilapidated courtyard in front of me finally appeared in front of me.

The roof tiles of the courtyard were covered with tiled grass, and a few sparrows chirped and flew in and out, apparently making the dilapidated courtyard their home.

"Grandpa......! Is that the Blue Gate of Immortality, our home in the Central Plains?"

The woman smiled comfortably and reminded softly, "Lan Wu, run slower! Beware of falling!"

"Mother, don't worry, I'm not a child, I'm already ten years old......" Lan Wu ran fast, and with a whoosh, he rushed into the open door.

After walking a few more steps, the old man and the woman also arrived at the door, and they did not immediately enter it, but looked at the words "Immortal Blue Gate" on the door covered with spider silk and dust.

The gentle wind blew, shaking the spider silk on the door plaque, the old man seemed to think of something, his eyes darkened slightly, and said: "Wu'er, I knew that you were pregnant with a child who broke the waves, so we shouldn't have migrated away." Maybe back then, Emperor Cheng wouldn't have dealt with my Lan family......"

The woman lowered her head, a touch of wetness flashed in her eyes, paused, and slowly shook her head: "Dad, it's been ten years, and Lan Wu has grown up." What's the use of regretting, let's cultivate him well, so that he can inherit the afterglow of my Lan family and revive the immortal Blue Gate!"

The old man is Lan Xian, and the woman is Lan Xian's daughter, who had a relationship with Broken Lang in the past.

"Didn't you think about taking Lan Wu to recognize Broken Waves?" Lan Xian asked again.

Lan Wu said a little melancholy: "What can you do if you want to? Now that Broken Lang is the king of Shu, he has many wives and concubines and children, how can he still remember our mother." Perhaps, only if Lan Wu can break out of the Ming Hall and revitalize the immortal Blue Gate, can he be made to look at him differently!"

"Hmm...... Don't let Lan Wu wait long. This time, I took him back to his hometown, just to show him the Lan family's ancestral treasure knife 'Giant Lack Knife'. I hope that Lan Wu can raise the 'Giant Lack Knife' and revive the prestige of the immortal Blue Gate." Broken Xian nodded, and stepped into the door.

In fact, Lan Xian has no children, only one daughter, Lan Wu, and now he has a grandson, Lan Wu, who is also the widow of the Lan family, he doesn't really want Lan Wu and Duan Lang father and son to recognize each other.

Lan Wu walked in, and saw that the former home was full of cobwebs, and his heart was a little sour for no reason.

Lan Wu entered earlier than the two, and at this time he had already walked around and ran out. Seeing the two of them, he frowned and asked very suspiciously: "Grandpa, mother, didn't you say that there is a peerless treasure knife in my hometown? Why haven't I searched everywhere?"

Lan Wu beckoned lightly: "Come here, what are you running around?" The peerless treasure knife is naturally hidden in a hidden place, if you find it after looking around, is it still called a peerless treasure knife?"

"That's right, then you take me to find it, I want to see the peerless sword......"

Lan Xian smiled lightly and led forward, "Okay! Okay! Okay! Follow Grandpa." Immediately take you to see my Lan family's peerless sword......"

The three of them walked along the turn of the courtyard, and after a while, they arrived in the backyard.

Because it has been uninhabited for many years, the backyard is full of weeds. The tall ones can almost reach the shoulders of the blue dancer. But no matter how many weeds there are, Lan Xian can see at a glance the location where the "Giant Lack Knife" was buried in the past.

In the past, the Lan family thought that Emperor Cheng was going to destroy them. Therefore, he fled in a hurry, and because the huge knife was too heavy to take away, he was buried in the backyard.

Lan Xian found the place where the knife was buried. Take a few steps back, raise his palms, and slam to the ground, his palm power can open the mountain and split the rocks, rolling and exploding, and suddenly the soil turned up, and a huge pit appeared in front of him.

In the huge pit, the blue hilt of the giant missing knife was exposed.

Lan Wu clapped his hands and shouted: "Grandpa is so powerful! Grandpa is so powerful! I will also learn your martial arts in the future......"

Lan Xian turned his eyes to look at him, smiled kindly, stretched out his hand and pointed to the hilt of the knife in the giant pit, and said, "Okay! Lan Wu, go over quickly, as long as you can lift that hand, grandpa will pass on all your life's martial arts to you, and will also teach you the most powerful sword technique of my Lan family, 'Lan Ting Four Styles'!"

Lan Wu gently pushed his son and encouraged: "Lan Wu, go! ”

Lan Wu turned his eyes to look at his grandfather and mother, raised his eyebrows slightly, ran out and jumped into the huge pit, rubbed his hands together, and held Lan Yingying's knife handle together.

He exerted his strength in a deep voice, and for the first time, the giant missing knife did not move at all.

Lan Xian encouraged: "Lan Wu, if you work harder, you can pull it out if you work harder." ”

Lan Wu also said: "Take your time, don't be afraid, find the focus, release your innate strength, my mother believes that you can pull it out!"

Lan Wu exerted his strength for the second time, but the giant lack of knife still did not move at all.

The third time, the fourth time, Lan Wu had almost used his strength to eat, but he still couldn't pull it out, he was a little anxious, his eyes were staring at the hilt of the knife, and his eyes showed an unwilling light.

Lan Xian and Lan Wu were secretly saddened because of Lan Wu's many unsuccessful attempts, Lan Wu was afraid that his son would be tired if he continued to pull out the giant lack of knife, so he raised his hand and shouted: "Lan Wu, forget it if you can't pull it out, come back quickly......!

"I don't, I have to do what Lan Wu wants to do, I will definitely be able to pull out this peerless sword......" Lan Wu in the giant pit was stubborn, and no one could persuade him to leave.

Lan Wu bowed down, penetrated his arms, and once again used all the strength of his body to take the giant lack of knife. Suddenly, due to the excessive force, the muscles and tendons in his arms were collapsed and straightened, and he felt a slight pain.

At the same time, a strange force rushed out from the muscles and veins, directly producing some kind of induction with the giant lack knife.

"Choking ......"

Mu Ran only heard a sound piercing the sky, and the giant missing sword was actually pulled out by Lan Wu and raised above his head.

"Ah...... Lan Wu pulled it out and raised the Giant Missing Knife!" Lan Xian was the first to shout excitedly, and Lan Wu also showed tears of joy.

I saw that once Lan Wu raised the giant lack of knife, the giant gap seemed to be suddenly much lighter, and his little hand was raised, and the blade broke through the wind, and it sounded.

"Good knife! Sure enough, it's a good knife! Grandpa, mother, I said that I will definitely be able to pull out and lift the giant knife, now you believe it......"

"Believe it, believe it......" Lan Xiandu was almost so excited that he burst into tears, since the ancestor of the Lan family who forged this knife passed away, it was the first time he saw this peerless sword being lifted again. In the past, he had tried countless times and couldn't lift the giant missing knife, but he really couldn't imagine that it was lifted by Lan Wu.

"Could this be the will of heaven! Could it be that only Lan Wu is the true master of the giant lack of sword?"

Lan Xian murmured in his heart, overjoyed, and hurriedly flew in front of Lan Wu, hoping to teach him the 'Lan Ting Four Styles' immediately.

Lan Wu also walked over, looking at his son, his heart was full of anticipation, looking forward to Lan Wu, who could raise the huge lack of knife, and one day be able to revive the immortal Blue Gate.

Lan Wu saw that his grandfather and mother were happy, and he also laughed. At this time, he gently handed the giant lack knife to Lan Xian, raised his head, and said very expectantly: "Grandpa, you said that as long as I raised the giant lack of knife, you will teach me peerless martial arts, now I will learn peerless martial arts, you quickly use this knife to practice swordsmanship, teach me now!"

Lan Xian reached out to pick up the giant missing knife, but as soon as the giant missing knife entered his hand, he felt that it was extremely heavy, and he couldn't hold it, so he choked and inserted it back into the ground again.

Lan Xian laughed at himself, "Lan Wu, only you can lift this sword, you can continue to hold it!" Grandpa used his saber to practice sword techniques and teach you martial arts. After speaking, he pulled out his saber, got up, brushed and slashed, and immediately displayed a set of wonderful knife techniques.

Seeing that his grandfather was teaching it himself, Lan Wu stretched out his hand to lift the giant lack of knife, and concentrated on practicing one move at a time.

On the side, looking at the two figures of one big and one small dancing with knife moves, Lan Wu's heart was full of happiness.

(Regarding the giant lack of knives that Lan Wu and weird ordinary people can't lift, Xiao Seventeen continues to use the description of the original book, as for whether it is reasonable or not, I can only ask Lao Ma, the author of the comics.)

Lan Wu, first appeared in the first episode of the third part of the "Fengyun" comic [Lan Wu], he is the eldest son of Broken Waves, in the later plot of the second part of Fengyun, Broken Waves is busy fighting with Fengyun all day long, and his wife Du Yunling is in labor, and he does not come to take care of his wife.

The father of the broken waves, Duan Shuai, went to take care of his daughter-in-law, and finally Du Yunling gave birth to twins, and Duan Shuai in order to prevent the two grandsons from repeating the mistakes of the past and embarking on the road of no return to the broken waves again, so he discussed with Du Yunling, and Duan Shuai took one of the sons and left the Tianxia Club building.

Duan Shuai hoped that this son could grow up in a good environment, so after the battle between Broken Waves and Fengyun, he handed it over to his best friend for many years, the immortal Blue Gate Master [Lan Xian], hoping that Lan Xian could help raise him to adulthood, so he was raised by Lan Xian since he was a child.

The Immortal Blue Gate has always relied on the ancestors' Giant Missing Knife and the Blue Thunder Four Styles to become famous in the Central Plains Jiangnan, since the ancestor of the Immortal Blue Gate died in an accident, no one in the Immortal Blue Gate has been able to lift the Giant Missing Knife.

Therefore, the Immortal Blue Gate also had a period of decline, but on the day when Lan Wu was seven years old, with his amazing perseverance, after raising the giant lack of sword, the Immortal Blue Gate placed hope on him, so after that, Lan Xian passed on the ancestral mastery [Blue Thunder Four Styles] to Lan Wu, hoping that he could lead the Immortal Blue Gate and become the successor of the Immortal Blue Gate. ）

(A new story, a new beginning, and then there will be a story, the clouds have crossed by the wind, what kind of story will it be?, if you support Xiao Seventeen, you can subscribe to one, not much, just more than 20 chapters.) This is a story written by Little Seventeen many years ago. A poignant rivers and lakes, a beautiful story) (to be continued......)