galloping all the way, Ling Huheng and the others did not stop much. After all, Lin Jiandi's home is on the edge of Zhongzhou Mansion, and if he is full of sword, he should be able to reach Gujian Mountain within three hours.

Along the way, Ling Huheng deliberately lagged behind Yang Zhishuang, although he vaguely realized that this relationship was no longer his one-man show, but I don't know why, Ling Huheng wanted to escape a little at the moment. Maybe subconsciously, Ling Huheng felt that he was not worthy of the goddess in his mind, right?

Yang Zhishuang was also confused in her heart, she couldn't help but didn't look back, but she was thinking in her heart: "Is Linghu Gongzi the person I want to find?" Although he is a good person and likes me very much, do I really like him?"

The two of them fell into their own contemplation together, and the four of them also flew through the sapphire sky in silence......

Gujian Mountain is located in the southeast of the Tianyu Continent, in the territory of Jingzhou Mansion, and then fifty or sixty thousand miles is the sea, which can be said to be close to the mountain and the water, although the sea is relatively far, but you can also see the surging of the ocean nearby.

At this moment, the Gujian Mountain is already very lively, changing the situation of the past. From time to time, the sword of the disciple flew by, transforming into a series of gorgeous sword marks. The loud voices of all the disciples can be heard, like a sect festival.

As soon as Ling Hu Heng and the others landed on the Ancient Sword Mountain, six members of the Ancient Sword Sect stepped forward and said, "The name of the person who came is here!"

One of them knew Yang Zhishuang and exclaimed in surprise: "Senior sister, is it you?"

Yang Zhishuang also knew him, he was a disciple of her master Luo He, who started a little later than her, and his qualifications were medium. But he is good at his mouth and good vision, and he can read people, so he was sent to see the gate. It can be regarded as knowing people and making good use of them. However, this disciple is indeed clever, can observe words and feelings, and generally does not produce any big baskets.

Originally, Linghu Heng and the others came to the sword, and it had already been indicated that they were the disciples of the ancient sword sect, but the door rules stipulated that the door people must register before they can enter the mountain gate when they come back. The problem is that Ling Huheng and Wu Zhen have no dispatch records. If it is investigated, although there is no punishment, it is enough for them to be annoyed for a while.

But. This disciple could observe words and looks, and when he saw Wu Zhen's dodging appearance, he had already guessed some of the reasons. But in front of me is the granddaughter of the master, and the pearl of the master's palm. The pride of the sky of the Ancient Sword Sect. How dare he offend? It's better to give a favor here, maybe he can get some benefits in the future! Thinking of this, the disciple said with a smile: "It's all my own people, so I don't need to register, right? Senior sister, hurry back to Zixia Pavilion, Master is waiting for you there!"

After that, he put Ling Huheng and the others inside. When Ling Huheng passed by him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In a voice that only the disciple could hear, he said, "Brother, I remember you. Something to find me in the future!" said that, he patted him on the shoulder and strode after him.

The disciple was a little stunned, but after thinking about it carefully, he still couldn't remember who Ling Huheng was, he just felt a little familiar. I muttered in my heart: "How capable can you be as a little......-known boy?"

After Ling Hu Heng caught up with Wu Zhen and them, he still remained silent with a tacit understanding. I don't know how long I walked, but I gradually came to the main hall of the Ancient Sword Sect, and Yang Zhishuang, who had been silent, spoke: "I plan to go back to Zixia Pavilion now, what are you going to do?"

Yue'er pouted reluctantly and said, "I'm definitely going back to Yaolu Pavilion, really, no one has had enough fun!"

Yang Zhishuang smiled and said, "Yue'er, don't be angry, there will be opportunities in the future!"

Yue'er grabbed Yang Zhishuang's slender hand and said coquettishly: "Sister Yang, you have to promise Yue'er that if you have a chance in the future, you must take me out to play!"

Yang Zhishuang said repeatedly: "Okay, good, I promise you!"

Yue'er smiled: "I know that Sister Yang is the best!"

Yang Zhishuang smiled, turned to Wu Zhen and said, "What are you going to do?"

Wu Zhenhan said with a smile: "It's time for us to go back to the Green Bamboo Forest, maybe the master has already returned!"

Ling Huheng had been silent, and then suddenly said, "You...... Are you leaving?"

Yang Zhishuang's heart was in turmoil, and he forced a smile to himself: "Well, yes." ”

Ling Hu Heng wanted to speak and stopped, and finally said slowly: "That...... Goodbye......"

Yang Zhishuang said, "Well, goodbye......" After saying that, it seemed that he had escaped from the sword and went to Zixia Pavilion.

Yue'er said a little strangely: "Hey, what's wrong with Sister Yang, don't wait for me!", as she spoke, she pouted, and her dissatisfied expression was shown on that cute face like a baby, "Big bad, big guy, I'm going to leave too, goodbye!"

After that, she also raised the fairy sword and flew in the direction of Yaolu Pavilion.

Wu Zhen saw that they were all gone, so he said, "Senior brother, let's go back to the green bamboo forest too!"

Ling Hu Heng absentmindedly said "um", followed Wu Zhen, and together sacrificed the "Linfeng Imperial Sword Technique" and went to the direction of the green bamboo forest.

Not long after they left, a dark shadow that had been hiding behind the main hall slowly walked out, only to see his face full of anger, gritted his teeth and looked at the two brothers who were far away, and said word by word: "Qingzhulin, Qingzhulin, I remember you! Boy, don't try to snatch my woman, Yang Zhishuang is mine!"

Linghu Hengxin lost his sword, and almost hit Wu Zhen in front of him several times, if he really collided, it was really an "air crash" together, this is no better than the Valley of the God of Medicine, the ancient sword mountain is towering into the clouds, if it falls, even if it is steel and iron bones, it will fall apart!

Fortunately, I returned to the green bamboo forest without danger. Before he landed, Wu Zhen saw that there seemed to be someone living in the green bamboo forest, and he couldn't help but start shouting loudly: "Master, master, are you back?"

Ling Hu Heng was called by Wu Zhen like this, and he came back to his senses. The two of them slowly landed on the grass like a green mat in the green bamboo forest, and at this time, the bamboo door of a bamboo house in the center was slowly opened, and an old Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe walked out slowly.

With tears in his eyes, Wu Zhen rushed forward as if flying, stopped in front of the silent Taoist, and said excitedly: "Master, the apprentice is back!"

The reticent Taoist was noncommittal, just looking at the two of them with his eyes. After a long time, he said, "Come in!"

Wu Zhen followed closely behind the silent Taoist and walked into the bamboo house. Ling Huheng stood quietly for a while, raised his eyes and looked around, and found that it was no different from when he left, before slowly pacing into the bamboo house.

In the bamboo house, the silent Taoist was already cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes, Wu Zhen was standing with his hands hanging on the side, and after Ling Huheng came in, he also stood like Wu Zhen, but his expression was not so respectful.

As if he knew that Ling Huheng would come in at this time, the silent Taoist slowly opened his eyes and said, "When you go out this time, don't tell anyone else!"

Wu Zhen nodded, but Ling Hu Heng frowned and asked, "What happened to Mrs. Ling Hu?"

The silent Taoist raised his eyes and looked at him and said, "It's okay, Yao Lao said that he will wake up in two years." ”

Ling Hu Heng wanted to speak and stopped, and after a while, he said: "Old Taoist, I know that you should know my background, so you can sue me!"

The reticent person was not sure, but he did not deny it, but just said: "It is useless to know too much!"

Linghu Heng just wanted to get angry, but Wu Zhen hurriedly played a round and said, "Master, why did you come back so quickly?"

The silent Taoist said: "Under the convening order, the people of the Ancient Sword Sect dare not disobey. ”

Wu Zhen scratched the back of his head and said, "I heard that the convening order is for what kind of competition meeting, what is going on?"

The silent Taoist said: "It's just a competition between the six holy lands, don't care!"

After a pause, he continued: "Senior Brother said that you can all go to the trial. ”

Wu Zhen asked suspiciously, "Trial, what trial?"

The silent Taoist said: "The trial that was held for this competition is held at the Ten Thousand Swords Tower. ”

Ling Hu Heng suddenly remembered that on the way to Yaolu Pavilion, there was a purple light surge in the distance, and he had checked it with a different pupil, and it turned out to be a tall tower, but it was hidden in the jungle, which seemed too secretive. He couldn't help but interject, "Is it that tower in the jungle?"

The silent Taoist looked at Ling Huheng in surprise and said, "Not bad!"

Wu Zhen asked, "What is the content of the trial?"

The silent Taoist shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

Ling Huheng also asked, "Is it to choose people to participate in that competition?"

The silent Taoist nodded, but did not speak.

Wu Zhen let out an "oh" and said, "It's not early, I'll go fetch water and cook!"

The silent Taoist nodded and said, "Someone will come to inform you in a few days, so you can go!"

Wu Zhen nodded and walked out of the bamboo house. Ling Hu Heng knew in his heart that the silent Taoist would not reveal his background no matter what, so he didn't stay anymore, and followed Wu Zhen out of the bamboo house.

The silent Taoist looked at the back of Ling Hu Heng leaving, and sighed slightly rarely! Immediately, he closed his eyes again, as if he was wandering out of the world......

Ling Hu Heng was very angry in his heart, but he had no way to vent it. Yang Zhishuang's imminent detachment from his feelings, and the silent Taoist who knew but did not know the mystery of his pretenses made Ling Huheng feel angry. Back in his bamboo house, Ling Hu Heng slammed the door shut, and lay on the bed angrily, constantly thinking: "Is my life experience so unbearable? Why does the old Taoist priest just refuse to talk about ......it?"

Thinking of the grievances, Ling Hu Heng actually shed tears: "Father-in-law, Heng'er misses you so much......"

With tears flowing and his heart sad, Ling Hu Heng fell asleep unconsciously. It wasn't until Wu Zhen knocked on the door that he woke up. It's just that after opening the door, Wu Zhen saw his red and swollen eyes, and couldn't help asking, "Senior brother, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Ling Huheng said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just that my eyes are fascinated by the wind and sand!"

Wu Zhen was puzzled for a while: "Will there be wind and sand in the room?"

...... (To be continued......)

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