Fengyunlu

Right beside the thunder pond, a shadow was poking out from afar. The man's eyes were as clear as water, and his black clothes fluttered in the wind. He stood in the snow, like a touch of frost, cold and desolate. It was so cold all around, Long Tiexin raised her hand and caught a snowflake, which slowly melted into water in her palm, so cold that she couldn't help but sigh. Then she whispered "Master", turned around and jumped, like a light swallow, and disappeared in an instant.

Black smoke billowed from the Thunder Pond, as if something was burning in an old well, and the smell was strong and lingered for a long time. Lei Gong stood there, his eyes like searchlights, his hands ready, waiting for the demon hill to show up.

As expected, the demon hill slowly appeared, and a shadow slowly emerged from the black smoke. The demon hill's voice was faint and a little disdainful: "Master Lei, I have caused you trouble today. We will settle the score later." The figure of the demon hill became clearer and clearer, like an ancient demon god, with an indifferent look, as if even thunder power could not stop him.

It looked like he had finished his work and was ready to flee. But how could things go so smoothly? As soon as the demon hill moved, the sloppy man gave Lei Gong a hard blow. They worked together from inside and outside and were about to run away. But at this time, Lei Gong said slowly: "You, can't leave." The voice was cold and revealed a sense of arrogance.

Lei Gong flicked his finger lightly, and a purple divine thunder quietly penetrated into the black fog. There was a crackling sound, a flash of lightning, and then a loud bang, and blood mist splashed in the black fog. The blood was green and mixed with the black fog, dripping into the thunder pool and making a crackling sound.

After a while, the black fog dissipated, and the figure of Moqiu could be vaguely seen, head down and feet up, like a kite with a broken string, swaying and falling. Zhuang Mo and the other three rushed over like lightning, but in the end they still caught nothing. No one saw clearly how the sloppy man made the move, anyway, he was one step faster than others and grabbed Moqiu. The three of them had their own thoughts, so they turned around and looked at him when they landed.

At this time, the sloppy man was holding a ball of black mist in his hand, and inside it was Moqiu, upside down, with his feet up, and it was uncertain whether he was dead or alive. However, although the black mist was dim, it had not dissipated yet, and it seemed that Moqiu still had a breath. Zhuang Mo watched for a while, but there was no hope, so he turned around and left.

The two brothers from Chunming Pavilion stared with their eyes wide open, and they were so relieved that it was as if a savior had fallen from the sky. Seeing that sloppy uncle appear, holding the Moqiu firmly in his hand, it was more reliable than if they had snatched it themselves. As long as they could safely evacuate Leiming Mountain, Mo Yanfeng would be back in their hands. This was a treasure that had been passed down for more than ten generations in their Beichen Palace, and now they had actually snatched it back. How could this not be celebrated with great fanfare? The four brothers looked at each other and made a plan in their hearts that as soon as Mo Yanfeng returned home, they would go to the Fairy Demon Island and thank the sloppy uncle for his help.

"With your skills, could it be that you are a disciple of the supreme swordsmanship master Bo Liangzi?" Lei Gong stood in the light, his eyes like searchlights, and asked this question out of the blue.

He had just been entangled by a sword energy, and he had just recovered. He was now completely convinced that the sloppy uncle in front of him must be one of the three famous swords of the Hidden Sword Sect. However, this uncle was not of the same level as the three famous swords before, and his aura was completely different. Lei Gong was worried, who was this person?

Just now, the sloppy uncle swung two swords, one of which was aimed at him. The move was obviously Mo Wenjian's signature move "One Thought for the Common People", which was full of domineering power and the feeling of being burned by fire. If Lei Gong hadn't had some basic skills, he would have died if he hadn't been trained. The other sword was "The Immortal Valley Spirit", which could bring people back to life, sheer's benevolent swordsmanship. After these two swords were used, Lei Gong could only go all out so that the second sword could save the sloppy uncle and save his life.

"It doesn't matter who I am. I'm just a lonely ghost now, wandering in this world, just wanting to resolve my worries." The sloppy uncle's voice was desolate and sounded a bit helpless, like a person who still has unfulfilled wishes and refuses to close his eyes.

Lei Gong nodded, thinking: "Come on, you should have solved the problem yourself, but you messed up my Leiming Mountain today, and as the head of the hall, I can't just let you go." As he said that, his eyes swept around like a knife, and he also glanced at A Li. This was the first time A Li came to the Lei Pond, and the first time Lei Gong looked at her directly.

Ali kept staring at him, and when Lei Gong's eyes swept over her, her heart trembled. The long-lost warmth and sealed memories suddenly emerged, but they seemed so strange and cold, as if Lei Gong's eyes were telling her: There is a mountain and a sea between us.

In fact, Ali's heart was also beating fast. Although there were many twists and turns in the past and the current identity, they had become strangers when they met again. How could she be sure that she had not rejected him, and how could she be sure that the dark blue figure was still calm.

"Hall Master." Long Tiexin floated over, his figure looking so lonely in the wind and snow.

"Iron girl." Lei Gong felt distressed when he saw her, and his eyes were full of tenderness just like before.

Thinking back to that year, it was also snowing heavily like this, and the little girl was all alone and helpless. Lei Gong was so heroic at that time, he gently touched her forehead and wiped away her tears.

"I will call you hall master from now on." The little girl's eyes were firm at that time.

"That won't do. How can the beloved daughter of the owner of Sanxian Island be my maid for the rest of her life?" Lei Gong just smiled at that time, thinking that she had a childish temper.

"My father doesn't want me anymore..." As the little girl spoke, her eyes turned red and her voice became smaller and smaller. In the end, she just rubbed the corner of her clothes.

Lei Gong felt uncomfortable and patted her shoulder: "Okay, stay here first."

"really?"

"Really? When your father calms down, I will send you back to Sanxian Island."

"Then go by yourself..."

The little girl was still a child. After hearing what Lei Gong said, she jumped happily into the house, feeling so happy.

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"Brother, you can't do this!!" "Master!" Two quick shouts disturbed Lei Gong's meditation. Instantly, Long Tiexin's anxious and angry expression appeared in his mind. That guy was desperately smashing a gray barrier. Inside the barrier, Lei Gong's eyes were so determined that they could reflect his own image, but he was a little panicked. He knew clearly that even if he bit the bullet and reversed the circulation of the Zhoutian, he would not be able to keep those ruthless characters. He had no choice but to use the ultimate skill of the Zhoutian realm - Snow Falling from the Sky, so that he could withdraw from the Leichi at any time and not let those bastards slip away.

But the Zhoutian Realm is not all his trump cards. It will take a lot of effort to force it. This power is the Qi of Life. Now he is already at the end of his strength. If he doesn't disperse this power, the Qi of Life will be exhausted, and his life will be over. If he disperses this power, although he can recover blood instantly, it will hurt his vitality to some extent, and there will be a chance to recover later. However, if he really disperses it, what should he do with the enemy in front of him? Relying on the Xianjue Great Array and the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall alone, isn't that like hitting a stone with an egg? Count on Zhuang Mo and Ali to suddenly rise up to help? Or hope that the sloppy man has flaws in his skills, or wait for reinforcements from the Xuanmen Zhengdao? None of these are reliable!

Lei Gong didn't dare to gamble. He didn't want to bet all his treasures on these unreliable things. He would rather fight to the death and use all his spiritual energy to ignite the flame of life, and kill the enemy completely.

Because as soon as the demon Qiu stepped into the Thunder Pond, he was trapped in the mysterious formation. No one knew how he got in, and no one knew what he took away, but since he left, the demon flame has disappeared, and the mysterious formation seems to have lost its soul, looking particularly listless, as if something is quietly slipping away. Even the immortal vein power of Thunder Mountain is slipping away secretly, although the loss is minimal, but Lei Gong has already noticed it.

As for Fengchen, that guy has completed the body training and is now in Xuanmen. Lei Gong has already explained it to his old friend, but he cannot let down his ancestors. As the head of the hall, he has gone through ups and downs for more than two hundred years. He does not seek merit, but he cannot watch the Thunderbolt Hall go downhill in his hands.

Therefore, no matter what tricks Moqiu plays or what treasures he steals, he must be caught and the immortal veins of Leiming Mountain must not be cut off.

"Second brother, try your best to protect our disciples later. If I can't do it, let Tie Yatou take over temporarily. When I come back from my journey, she will be able to take over and become the 36th leader of our Pili Hall." Lei Gong said silently in his heart, while Lei Teng was already standing there like a sculpture.

Long Tiexin didn't understand these twists and turns, she just knew to smash the barrier desperately, trying to get in. She had seen a hint of determination in Lei Gong's eyes, a determination and reluctance that she had never seen in her life.

In the heavy snow, the lonely figure still stood there tenaciously, his dark blue robe fluttering in the cold wind, as if he could block everything. But the worry in his eyes could not be erased.

In this cold northern land, is there anyone looking into the distance? I heard that over there, with colorful flags fluttering, there is a bride waiting to be married who is no longer the same as before.

"Oh~" A soft sigh only echoed in the heart, but quietly touched the heartstrings of two people.

"Hall Master." A soft voice sounded in the snow, and a woman with frost all over her body slowly walked over. Her eyes were full of tenderness, but there was desire hidden in her eyes.

"Let's go." Lei Gong said in a dry voice. He turned around and left. He didn't even look at the woman from beginning to end. It was as if he was hiding from something, or holding back something. In short, he didn't dare to face her.

"Okay." The woman was stunned, and suddenly felt a little lost, but when she turned her head to the far north, and then looked back at the lonely figure who stopped in the snow and waited for her, her heart warmed up again...

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"Master, you promised yourself that you would not abandon me, and would not let me face everything alone. I still remember your words clearly..." Long Tiexin's voice was low and trembling, as if she was talking to herself, or as if she was talking to something that did not exist. She held her true essence tightly in her hands, trying to break through the barrier in front of her, but the recoil of the barrier made her blood surge. Despite this, she did not care. She waved the Frost Moon Fang in her hand faster and faster, flashing with cold light, but she could not break the barrier.

Lei Gong closed his eyes. He couldn't bear to look at this scene anymore, fearing that if he looked at it again, his inner determination would collapse instantly. However, at this moment, he suddenly found that the figure in the black shirt was still lingering in his mind. He sighed silently in his heart: "Alas, it seems that I still can't escape your existence." Lei Gong's face flashed a bitter smile, which was funny for the girl's stupidity, her stubbornness, and the fact that she only saw his skinny appearance, but didn't see the advantages of others.

However, Lei Gong didn't know that in Long Tiexin's eyes, his skinny figure was more important than anything else and was deeply engraved in her heart. Others said that they were like siblings, but only Long Tiexin herself knew that deep in her heart she wanted to hear a vow of love.

However, this little wish is like an unattainable dream, as difficult as climbing a ladder to heaven. A hundred years have passed, but there is still no hope. Today, on this special day, Long Tiexin finally plucked up the courage to speak her mind, but fate played a cruel joke on her at this time.

“Haha, the hall master is a man of his words, how could he go back on his promise and abandon me? Yes, the hall master will never do that, haha…” Long Tiexin’s laughter gradually became louder. She stopped all her movements, no longer hitting the barrier, and no longer wielding the magic weapon. She just raised her eyes and scanned everyone present.

She looked at them one by one, including the dusty travelers, the solemn strangers, the slovenly man, the hundreds of disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall, and the mysterious existence on the mountain. Finally, her eyes fell on Ali and she smiled softly: "You finally came, but you shouldn't have come." Ali nodded and said nothing. Maybe she didn't know what to say, or maybe she shouldn't say anything. Everyone's eyes were focused on Long Tiexin, and even the slovenly man raised his eyes and looked at her.

Suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from Long Tiexin's body. Under the green light, it was the irreversible method created by Bai Ximo when he was determined to die - the Burning Life and Changing Heart Technique. This technique does not depend on the level of cultivation, but is guided by vitality, supplemented by blood, with the whole body as the furnace and determination as the key. When the vitality is burned out and the heart returns to the shell, it can be transformed into the heavenly guide, using one's life to exchange for the survival of others.

Long Tiexin's actions left everyone present speechless, and no one was qualified to judge. However, two calls broke the silence, one was Lei Gong's heart-wrenching cry, and the other was a call from the top of the mountain, but no matter which one, it could not change the reality before their eyes.

Finally, a ray of sword light streaked across the sky and rushed straight over, forcing the green light back and pressing it back into Long Tiexin's body, forcibly interrupting the performance of the Burning Life and Changing Heart Technique.