The sudden cold wind blew outside the window made Mo Zhi feel a strange sense of surprise in a trance.

More than ten days ago, he was in the vast land of the Central Plains, and it was still a piece of autumn. In the blink of an eye, it was already like a 39th in the deep valley of the extreme north. He stared at the snow outside the window and felt a little better.

If it had been a few months ago, he would have been merciless in his heart, but now he has long been used to the days of fighting in all directions. Instead, those quiet times have become unusual situations, and unknowingly

In this way, life becomes completely different.

"I don't know what kind of scenery it should be on Xuanyue Peak now..."

Through the window, he looked into the distance. A looming mountain peak rose from the ground in the misty snow light, with an unknown and indescribable sense of mystery and fear, majestic and distant place

Facing himself, he had never seen the winter scenery of Yuxuanzong. In his memory, everything on Xuanyue Peak seemed to be hidden in a green fog of summer. There were several houses in sparsely scattered.

One of the five main peaks of Yuxuan Sect is actually a bit unbelievable.

"At this time, I believe the senior brothers should wait for Master Yong to comment in the evening."

Mo Zhi was a little tired, so he lay back on the couch, closing his eyes and thinking, "Senior Brother Fang Boyuan, stand in front, and thinks that everyone is standing in the line. At this time, Senior Brother Du Bofu must stick his tongue and tease him again.

”

"Where is Master Yong..." Mo Zhi thought of Yong Shaoyu's majestic face, and still couldn't help but fight a cold war, "He should have a cold face, sat up, and said one by one.

You guys are really the worst disciples in my Xuan Yuefeng', he always says that."

Mo Zhi thought about this scene in his mind, and he thought it interestingly, and he couldn't help laughing, but just now he laughed, and he felt a little bitter in his heart, thinking: "I don't know if they will think of me again."

I have been here, maybe they thought I had died in Lulong Pass, but would they be a little sad because of my departure? Forget it, even death is about to die, and it will cause others to worry about it, which will only increase the troubles of the world.

”

Mo Zhi closed his eyes while counting his fingers and muttered: "What if I don't die? If I don't die, I have to meet these people I have always missed, Uncle Mu Chuan and Uncle Qingyan, so of course I want it.

I went to see Master Yong, Master Gu, and what else is there... Xu Huanchen's cold face, Northwest words... Xiao Huanglian and Mr. Huang Zhenheng, and... "

"And your Miss Ye Xiaoluan!"

Suddenly, a gentle and melodious voice was heard, and Mo Zhi suddenly opened his eyes, but saw Meng Xueqing looking at herself quietly with her hands on her back: "There are so many people you miss, I have counted them all

, I don't have my share!"

Mo Zhi felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly smiled, sat up, and said, "Isn't Sister Xueqing right by her side? How could I go over mountains and rivers to see her?"

"You can say it," Meng Xueqing smiled slightly. She was born beautiful, and every frown and smile was brilliant. Just looking like she was angry, she was already beautiful, "Uncle Leng said, I'll teach you how to be

I will practice his sword technique."

Mo Zhi was stunned after hearing this and said, "I need to practice too."

Meng Xueqing smiled and said, "Do you think you can escape? If you are not satisfied with your practice, you will still be punished!"

Mo Zhi smiled bitterly and slutted his forehead, thinking to himself: "What kind of rules are this... I am a guest too..."

He suddenly looked up and down Meng Xueqing and asked, "Sister Xueqing, didn't Senior Leng just ask you to practice sword skills? Haven't you been punished now?"

Meng Xueqing laughed and said, "That's natural. I have always practiced swordsmanship diligently. How can Uncle Leng find out my omissions?"

Mo Zhi saw her smiling. It must be that Leng Can and Jian Beiyuan both loved her, so they never blamed her too much. He was thinking about this, but he heard that Zong Zhengqing was slashing his sword.

The voice came over, and Meng Xueqing smiled and said, "Look, it's just my lazy brother, who is the lazy person, that Uncle Leng really punishes him."

Mo Zhi smiled, as if he thought of something, and then asked: "Sister Xueqing, I shouldn't ask more about this, but what are the realms of the Blade Wind Trail and Liufang Cliff you mentioned before? Could it be that Master Meng Gu

Now that I can’t I have one of these two places?”

Meng Xueqing's face turned a little haggard and sad when she heard him ask, and she said lightly: "Liufang Cliff is my forbidden area in Hanye Valley. I have never been there. I only heard that Liufang Cliff is located in a gentle manner.

It is the only place in the valley where the earth's veins accumulates heat, which is very different from the harsh winter of this valley. If your body can be maintained in Liufang Cliff, it would be excellent."

Mo Zhi nodded and said, "The valley in front of him is full of cold wind. If there is a place where the heat of the earth's veins can gather, it will definitely be extraordinary. I am afraid that there are countless rare drugs, and it should be regarded as a forbidden place."

Meng Xueqing shook her head and said, "Liufang Cliff is regarded as a forbidden place. It is not because of some rare medicinal materials, but because it is located in a deep valley. The deeper the cold leaf valley, the more the wind is, the faster it is. When it reaches Liufang Cliff, the wind is like a knife.

Blowing through the bones is unstoppable by the masters of the world. The wind is the most powerful, and with the strong wind alone, a road of hundreds of feet was drawn, which was the Blade Wind Channel. Liufang Cliff was behind the Blade Wind Channel.

It naturally became a forbidden area. The reason why it was forbidden was to stop others from approaching rashly, afraid that someone would hurt his life."

Mo Zhi looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance again, and suddenly felt that the peak in front of him that was like a vortex connected to the world was a little more unpredictable. He couldn't help but say slowly: "The wind alone can open up a road.

.....What a huge force."

Meng Xueqing said: "That's right. Now only Dad can walk through the Blade Wind Road without any injury. If you have poor skills, when the winter wind comes, you will be exposed to the Blade Wind, you will probably have to be full of muscles.

Broken bone."

Mo Zhi said: "Since that's the case, Master Meng Gu can now pass through the power of heaven with his human body. I'm afraid that there will be no one who can compare with this skill in this world."

Meng Xueqing smiled and pulled Mo Zhi up from the couch and said, "Brother Mo, you have a rest too. Go and find Uncle Leng to practice swordsmanship. Before, in the Dark Cloud Village, my consciousness was vague.

I know you are trying to save me, but I don’t have the ability to see you very clearly.”

Mo Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "I came to your sect today and learned that you have polished the basics of sword moves so rigorously. I took action at this moment, but I want to teach you how to laugh."

"Oh!" Meng Xueqing pulled Mo Zhi out of the house, "What's the matter? Uncle Jian said, the few people you defeated in the Anyun Village are all top-notch. You even have that foreign monk from the Western Regions. Are you not afraid, can you still be afraid of my Uncle Leng?"

Mo Zhi followed her out of the house helplessly and said to himself: "I am really afraid of Senior Leng more..."

Meng Xueqing ignored it and pulled Mo Zhi to the middle of the courtyard. At this moment, Zong Zhengqing was naturally still waving his sword in pain. Seeing Mo Zhi coming, he smiled bitterly, as if saying, "You have been caught out too." "Mo Zhi smiled bitterly.

"Uncle Leng, Brother Mo can't use his internal strength now, so you can't use his internal strength to test him!"

Leng Can looked at Mo Zhi lightly and said, "Even if he has sufficient internal strength, I will not try him with his internal strength. I just want to see how many things are there in Chen Muchuan and Yuxuan Sect now. Ability."

Mo Zhi smiled bitterly and bowed, saying, "How dare I fight with my seniors? What's more, the difference between sects? If Han Yegu's kung fu is seen by me, I'm afraid it's not good."

Leng Can snorted: "Now the difference between sects in the Central Plains martial arts world is still so strict? Forget it, since I want to try your skills, I am not afraid of you reading the moves. If you can remember it at first sight, I will use my Hanye Valley sword technique. If you learn the subtlety thoroughly, that is your ability.”

After saying that, he threw a sword out with ease, and he threw it out. The sword flew quickly and was as fast as sparks. When it was about to slash in front of him, it suddenly slowed down, as if it was actively sent to Mo Zhi's hand. The power is gentle, neither fast nor slow. If the skill is suddenly released, it is completely determined by the mind. It is said that this kind of control is much higher than Jianbeiyuan.

Mo Zhi held the sword in his hand, but Leng Can was standing tall, still holding a cup of hot tea in his hand and drank it on his own, but he waved to Mo Zhi, but there was no intention of preparation.

Seeing his attitude was so casual, Mo Zhi couldn't help but feel a little angry and said to himself: "Even if you are the most powerful master in the world, if you say you want to drink tea and block my sword moves, it's not easy. This attitude is really Despise me!"

When he thought of this, he was curious that Han Ye Gu is among the three major sects in the world and is well-known all over the world. His great disciple Zong Zhengqing is already a master of the Sword Sect. What kind of skills should the elders in the sect have? He stepped forward, With one move of sword hand, one move of "Tianluo Stars" was used. In an instant, stars dotted, silver light shone, and the sword shadow flew around as you see. Mo Zhi now has a great advance in the sword movement. Although he cannot assist his internal strength, he is single When talking about the complexity and agility of the Tianluo Stars, they have already obtained the true teaching of Chen Muchuan Sancheng. When this move was used, Meng Xueqing couldn't help but lit up and applauded.

"Okay, Brother Mo's sword technique has made him more skilled!"

Leng Can looked contemptuous and snorted: "Miss Qing is too fussy. This flashy move is just that boy Chen Muchuan is thinking about it!"

After saying that, he looked forward with his sword, and his fingers had already penetrated into the dazzling sword light in front of him. When Mo Zhi saw that he was about to explore the sword with his body, he quickly tried his best to stop his momentum, but he could hear it Leng Can shouted: "Since you have made a move, you must know whether to keep your strength or not, and use your sword with all your strength! I deserve it if my hand is broken!"

Mo Zhi heard him angrily, and he felt angry, thinking that since you don’t care about your fingers, why should I think about you? I immediately had to be more important, but I added some strength, cut the force and chop it, and no longer showed any mercy, the sword net followed. With his strength and strength, it became even more intense. All the attacks were moving forward, and they were all pressing before Leng Can's sword pointing.

"Your sword move looks gorgeous, but the connection is stiff and just a mere appearance."

Leng Can's words slowly came to his ears. Mo Zhi then realized that the sword movements from home were complicated, but Leng Can just plucked the sword body with his fingers, making a clanging sound, let Mo Zhi's sword moves change and the blade turns

The sharp edge, Leng Can always put his fingers on the sword body. At this moment, his eyes flashed and he shouted, "Is it just these abilities?"

The sound came with the force. Leng Can's sword fingers upwards, pressing against the sword spine, and then stepped upside down. Mo Zhi stood with his sword with his sword. The blade turned sideways and wanted to bounce Leng Can's fingers away. Unexpectedly, Leng Can seemed to be early

As expected, the sword fingers turned around and moved together, and instead became a little faster. In a blink of an eye, it was already pointing towards Mo Zhi's throat.
Chapter completed!