Fengyunlu

Across from Chunming Pavilion, the two brothers' eyes gleamed with relief as they spotted the scruffy fellow, who was practically godlike in his handsomeness. They figured that the Demon Hill would be much safer in his hands than if they had taken it themselves. They figured that if they could escape unscathed and leave Thunder Mountain, then they would have successfully recaptured the Demon Flame Edge.

After more than a dozen generations of hard work, this divine weapon finally returned to their hands. For the people of Beichen Palace, this was a joyous occasion that brought honor to their family. The four brothers looked at each other and made up their minds. Once Mo Yanfeng fully returned, they would go to the Immortal Demon Island and thank Mo Qiu for diving into the Thunder Pool on their behalf and retrieving the divine weapon.

"Looking down at the dust and smoke, Xie Qingshan, the eternal spring and autumn, Cui Baifa, the lonely sword, Mo Wenjian. These three swords of heaven, earth and man are the treasures of the direct disciples of the supreme sword master Bo Liangzi. I wonder which one you are?" Lei Gong stood in the light column, his eyes serious, and asked softly.

He had just been trapped by a sword force and had just escaped. He was now convinced that the slovenly fellow before him must be one of the three swordsmen of the Hidden Sword Sect: Heaven, Earth, and Man.

However, the slovenly fellow's current appearance was completely different from the three famous swordsmen of the past; even his aura had changed. So, although Lei Gong was suspicious, he was still unsure, constantly searching his mind for this man's identity.

However, in that instant, the slovenly fellow swung two swords, one of which struck at Lei Gong. It was a lethal move from Mo Wenjian's famous "One Sword, One Cold," called "One Thought for the Common People." This move contained the great path of the human world and the burning fire of karma. If Lei Gong hadn't forced his way through, he would have been nearly dead.

The other sword is the unique skill of Cui Baifa, the immortal of Chunqiu, and it has the power to hold the dying person and keep a little life energy in him. It is a sword of benevolence.

Once these two swords were released, they trapped Lei Gong, forcing him to fight with all his strength, thus buying time for the second sword, saving Mo Qiu and giving him a chance of survival.

"It doesn't matter who it is. I'm already a wandering ghost, only fulfilling some unfulfilled wishes in this world." The sloppy buddy answered softly, his words full of desolation and helplessness, like a dying person who is hanging on by some obsession and is unwilling to let go.

Lei Gong nodded. "Well, you have concerns and should have left on your own. But today, you have disrupted our sect, and countless Thunderbolt Hall disciples have suffered losses. As the Hall Master, I, Lei Gong, have no choice but to keep you all here."

As he spoke, Lei Gong's eyes darkened and he scanned every corner of Leiming Mountain. He also glanced at Ali surprisingly. This was the first time Lei Gong looked at her directly after Ali came to the Thunder Pool.

Ah Li's gaze fixed, and as the thunder swept across her, her heart trembled. The long-lost warmth, the dusty memories, seemed strange and cold. That gaze seemed to reject her from a thousand miles away, as if the two of them didn't know each other, just met for the first time, and there was a sense of distance between them.

In fact, she was no exception. They had known each other in the past, and now she was already married. Although there were many twists and turns in their relationship, they had become old friends when they met again. How could she be sure that she was not aloof and distant, and how could she be sure that the dark blue figure was not cold and heartless at the moment.

"Hall Master." Long Tiexin came at this time. Her graceful figure seemed particularly fluttering in the heavy snow, as if she was all alone and helpless.

"Iron girl." Lei Gong suddenly felt a little distressed, his eyes fixed on Long Tiexin. The black shirt fluttered in the frost, and Lei Gong's determination was no longer shaken.

Once upon a time, in this heavy snow, the little girl was alone and helpless. Lei Gong was handsome, with a doting look in his eyes. He gently stroked her forehead and wiped away her tears of grievance.

"I will call you Hall Master from now on." The little girl's eyes were stubborn.

"That's not possible. How can the beloved daughter of the owner of the Three Immortals Island be my maid to Lei Gong for the rest of her life?" Lei Gong smiled and thought she was just a child.

"My father doesn't want me anymore anyway..." Suddenly her eyes became moist, and the little girl tried hard to hold back her tears. Her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she rubbed the corner of her clothes.

Lei Gong couldn't bear it and patted the little girl on the shoulder: "That's all, you can stay here first."

"real!!"

"Really, but when your father's anger subsides, he will send you back to Sanxian Island..."

"Go on your own..."

After all, she is still a child, the little girl jumped into the house...

Oh, brother, don’t be like this!!!

Hall Master!!!

Two quick shouts pulled Lei Gong back from his thoughts. In front of him was Long Tiexin's anxious face, who was slapping the gray barrier with all her might.

Inside the barrier, Lei Gong's gaze was resolute, unwavering, yet a sense of unease remained. He knew he was defying the will of Heaven, forcibly altering his Zhou Tian realm, yet he still couldn't hold back those powerful enemies. In desperation, he could only summon his signature skill, "Snow Falling from the Sky," to ensure he could leave the Thunder Pond at any moment and prevent the slovenly men and their companions from wandering off.

However, the Zhoutian Realm was not something he could easily control with his own strength. Forcing it to turn consumed a huge amount of energy, which was his life energy. Now he was exhausted. If he continued to maintain the barrier, his life energy would not be able to hold on, and his life fire would be extinguished.

If I gave up now and withdrew my power, I could save my life, but at most I would suffer minor injuries, which I could recover from in the future. However, if I really withdrew my strength, how would I deal with the powerful enemy in front of me? Could the Immortal Absolute Formation and the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall alone withstand the power of the hidden sword of the Zhoutian Realm?

Should he count on the disciples to fight to the death? Or perhaps he should hope that Zhuang Mo and A-Li would defect at the last minute? Or perhaps he should gamble that the slovenly man had some hidden dangers, and that the righteous Xuanmen would come to his aid...

None of them work!!!

Lei Gong didn't dare to gamble, he knew that all his hopes were not as good as a big fire that would burn all the firewood, use all the living spirit's energy as a price, reach the peak strength of Zhoutian realm, strangle with all his strength, and make all the enemies who came today lie down.

After all, as soon as Mo Qiu stepped into the Thunder Pool, he entered the mysterious formation. Although no one knew how he got in or what he took away, the Demon Flame Edge disappeared after he left the Thunder Pool, and the mysterious formation became dim, as if something was slowly disappearing, and even the power of the immortal veins of Leiming Mountain was quietly slipping away. All of this thunder power could be felt.

In addition, Fengchen has now completed his body training and is already in Xuanmen. Lei Gong has already explained his experience to his old friend. However, as the head of the hall for more than two hundred years, he does not seek merit, but he cannot let the Thunderbolt Hall begin to decline in his hands.

Therefore, no matter what that demon did or took away, he must be captured to ensure that the immortal veins of Leiming Mountain will not be broken.

"Second brother, try your best to protect the disciples in the sect. If anything happens to me, let Tie Yatou take charge of the situation temporarily. After Yuanxing comes out of seclusion, you can take charge of the sect and become the 36th generation leader of our Thunderbolt Hall." Lei Gong said silently in his heart, while Lei Teng was already dumbfounded.

Of course, Long Tiexin didn't know any of this. She just desperately slapped the barrier, trying to get in. She had already understood the determination in Lei Gong's eyes, a trace of reluctance she had never seen since she was old enough to understand.

In the midst of the flying snow, a lonely figure still stands, his dark blue robe fluttering in the wind, as if nothing around him can get close, but he can never get rid of the vague worry in his eyes.

And in the far north, I don’t know if there is anyone looking into the distance. I just heard that there are colorful ribbons hanging there, and there is a bride-to-be who is no longer the same person as before.

"Oh~" A soft sigh sounded only in the heart, but it touched a subtle feeling in the hearts of the two people.

"Hall Master." A soft voice sounded in the heavy snow, and a cold beauty slowly walked over. The frost on her body gradually melted. When she walked to the side of the skinny figure, her eyes were full of tenderness and her eyes were full of desire.

"Let's go." Lei Gong's voice was dry. He turned around and left without even looking at the beauty from beginning to end. He seemed to be avoiding something, or restraining something. In short, he didn't dare to face something.

"Okay." The beauty was stunned, suddenly feeling a little lost, but when she turned her head to look towards the edge of the far north, and then looked back at the lonely figure that had stopped in the snow, waiting for her to catch up, she felt a little warm again...

"Master, you promised me you wouldn't abandon me, you said..." Long Tiexin muttered to herself, her voice filled with helplessness and dependence. The zhenyuan in her hand wavered under the backlash of the barrier, and her blood and qi began to surge, but she seemed to take none of this to heart. The Frost Moon Fang danced fiercely in her hand, its sharp edge exposed. She tried her best to break the barrier before her, but she fell just short.

Lei Gong closed his eyes, afraid to look at the scene before him again, fearing that if he did, his resolve and determination would crumble. However, he suddenly realized that the figure in Xuanshan was lingering in his mind.

"Oh~ I still can't avoid you." Lei Gong muttered silently in his heart, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face. He laughed at the girl for being too stupid, too stubborn, and even more so, he laughed at her for not seeing the good in others and only recognizing his thin body.

However, Lei Gong didn't know that in Long Tiexin's eyes, his frail figure was more important than anything else, and it was deeply engraved in her heart. Everyone said that their master-servant relationship was deep, like brother and sister, but who knew that what she wanted to hear more was a rock-solid love.

This small wish, though seemingly simple, was in fact as difficult as ascending to heaven. A hundred years had passed in a flash, yet not even a glimmer of hope remained.

Now, today, Long Tiexin finally plucked up the courage to speak her mind, but at this moment, she felt powerless and helpless.

It was fate that made Long Tiexin unwilling to accept it: "Haha, the Hall Master is a man of his word, how could he ignore me? That's right! The Hall Master won't do that, haha..."

The laughter gradually became clearer, and Long Tiexin stopped all his movements. He no longer slapped the barrier, nor did he use the magic weapon to attack with all his strength. He just raised his eyes and scanned everyone present.

She swept through the thunder pool one by one, seeing dusty travelers, solemn strangers, the sloppy man, and of course, hundreds of disciples from the Thunderbolt Hall, as well as a mysterious place among the mountains.

Finally, her eyes fell on Ali and she smiled softly: "You are finally here, but you shouldn't have come."

Ali nodded without saying anything, as if she didn't know what to say or what not to say. In short, everyone's eyes fell on Long Tiexin, even the sloppy man looked up.

Because, a ball of dazzling light suddenly burst out from Long Tiexin's body. Under the green light, it was the irreversible method that Bai Ximo had created back then, the Burning Life and Changing Heart Technique.

This secret is not about cultivation, but using vitality as the guide and blood as the aid, all the bones around as the cauldron, and determination as the key. When the vitality is exhausted and the mind returns to the shell, it will also transform into a heavenly guide, allowing the practitioner to use his own body to save the lives of others.

Long Tiexin is in this state now, who can say anything, and who has the right to say anything?

"Silly girl!!"

"Sister Long!!"

Two calls, one was from the pain of thunder, the other was from the distant mountain peak, but both could not change anything.

Finally, a sword light came diagonally upward, forcing Qingmang back and pressing her body back, and the Burning Life Yixin Jue forcibly interrupted! !

"Hall Master, I heard that it is extremely cold on the Fairy and Demonic Island. Bringing this fruit can also keep you warm." The mountains were covered with heavy snow, and the aloof figure was dressed in dark blue. He insisted on going to the Fairy and Demonic Island to ask her.

"No, when I come back, I will take you to Qingli Palace, so that you won't have to worry about it all the time." Turning around suddenly, the little girl was already a beauty, holding a wooden box in the wind and snow. She wanted to wait for him to come back... ..

"Hall Master!!" It was still snowing heavily, and someone carried him back.

"Hall Master!!" There was no response, his withered face was without a trace of blood, and his body was dry as if he had run out of lamp oil. He finally came back.

"Hall Master..." The slender jade hands were a little cold, and they clutched the withered palm tightly, unwilling to separate, for fear that he would leave and never come back...

This time, she will follow him! !

"Hall Master!!" There was no sadness, Long Tiexin's eyes were filled with peace.

She smiled faintly, and looked at a dark blue figure in the light beam with eyes filled with distress, and Long Tiexin seemed to melt.

The clear frost is flowing around, and the warmth is also flowing around, merging with each other and gradually intertwining.

"Silly girl." Lei Gong suddenly smiled, his eyes equally calm.

He understood that the beauty in front of him wanted to go with him, but he couldn't persuade her to do so. The Burning Life and Changing Heart Jue could not be touched unless it had the ultimate perfection. The blue light had already decided the outcome.

Even if a sloppy man interrupts with a sword, he still can't break the obsession in her heart. How can she live alone without Lei Gong! !

"Master Lei, this girl is so determined, so you should retreat." The sloppy man spoke at this time, implying that Long Tiexin was so determined that he couldn't help but take action, so it was better for Lei Gong to stop now and reduce his strength. , the barrier between the mountains was dispersed, and both parties retreated, so as to return her undying love.

Lei Gong smiled slightly and raised his hands to express his gratitude for the rescue, but then he shook his head slightly. Some things cannot be done at the same time after all.

Turning back, Lei Gong looked deeply at Long Tiexin and said softly: "Tie Yatou..."

He couldn't say any more. He was not good at words after all, but in Long Tiexin's opinion, this sentence was better than anything else.