Xiang Yang was accompanied by several acquaintances, none other than Hou Tu, Sun Ke, and... Lin Qizhi.
How did they get together?
Su Qiulian's thoughts flashed through his mind and he asked, "What are you doing here?"
Xiang Yang patted his chest and said proudly: "My brother has become the gang leader's registered disciple. Now of course he comes to the Cangwu Pavilion to get the secret book of martial arts."
"Oh." Su Qiulian nodded, turned and walked away.
The few people left behind were stunned. Xiang Yang opened his mouth, but what he wanted to say didn't come out.
"Do you know him?" Lin Qi looked at Su Qiulian's leaving figure.
Hou Tu nodded, "We know each other, we used to practice martial arts together."
"We have been busy lately, so we haven't taken him to play." Sun Ke added.
"Does it happen often? He always practices by himself. We can't play together." Xiang Yang curled his lips.
Lin Qizhi lowered his head and thought, and suddenly said: "His sword skills are very powerful. Do you know who he studied under?"
"Master? I don't know. But my sword skills are pretty good. It's just an ordinary Five Tigers Door-Breaking Sword." Hou Tu said.
Xiangyang snickered,
"The Five Tigers Broken Gate Sword is just a third-rate martial arts. Later we will help you choose "Luoxia Sword Technique". This is a second-rate martial arts, much more powerful than the Five Tigers Broken Gate Sword. You promise us then.
But...hehehehe..."
Lin Qizhi smiled casually, "No problem." He took the initiative to get to know these people, and he was not here for some second-rate martial arts. The Heyang Gang is so big, and apart from Yang Yuan Gong, there is no other martial arts worth worrying about.
After receiving Lin Qi's reassurance, Hou Tu and Sun Ke had some excitement on their faces.
"Let's go in quickly." Xiangyang strode forward.
...
"That's it, let me know as soon as you have any news." Su Qiulian explained seriously.
In front of him, stood three disciples of the Heyang Clan. They were all young. They were the people who defected to him after he became the registered disciple of the leader of the Heyang Clan.
After the three people left, Su Qiulian looked up at the sky. The bright sun was hanging high in the sky, and the scorching heat was shining on his body. He didn't feel any discomfort at all.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
On this day, Su Qiulian suddenly had a whim and felt that something was about to happen.
At the same time, waves suddenly appeared on the Yang River, and a huge shadow on the bottom of the river gradually rose.
Heyang Gang, Lei Peng suddenly opened his eyes, his face was filled with surprise and a little bit of surprise.
From a mansion in the city, Wei Qian strode out, followed closely by two rows of elite soldiers.
As time passed, Yanghe changed more and more, and the huge shadow exposed a small part of the building, and it was still rising.
Such drastic changes caused an uproar.
More and more people learned about the strange phenomenon in Yanghe, told each other, and rushed there.
Half an hour later.
On both sides of the Yang River, two groups of garrison troops approached the bank of the Yang River. One side's flag was embroidered with the word "Fuyang", and the other side's flag was embroidered with the word "Jing".
They represent Fuyang Prefecture and Jingzhou respectively.
The two armies faced each other across the river.
There is a huge Yang River between the armies of both sides.
However, the Yanghe River at this time was very different from before. A huge, strange-shaped palace stood on the river, like a fortress.
At this time, in addition to the armies of the two states, there were countless people watching on both sides of the Yang River. They witnessed the palace emerging from the bottom of the river.
At first, someone tried to row into the palace, but before they could get close, they were shot dead by the waiting troops.
The army did not drive away the onlookers, but anyone who tried to enter the palace would be mercilessly killed.
As if there was some kind of tacit understanding, and it seemed that they had agreed long ago, Fuyang Prefecture and Jingzhou did not go to war as rumored, but instead strangely temporarily united.
Su Qiulian rushed to the river bank from home, and saw Lei Peng and his party from the Heyang Gang standing on the other side of the strange palace from a distance, with Wei Qian and a small group of elite soldiers beside them.
After thinking for a while, Su Qiulian walked towards them.
Before he even got close, Lei Peng's voice had already reached his ears.
"Can you collect Yang Breath?"
Su Qiulian fisted from a distance and nodded.
"Then come here."
Su Qiulian joins the Heyang Gang.
The number of people in this team is still growing slowly, and Su Qiulian met many non-gang members whom he didn't know at all.
Another half hour passed like this, and the sun was blazing in the sky.
Wei Qian and Lei Peng looked at each other. Wei Qian waved, and the guards beside him immediately put up a flag. Then, they saw a large ship coming upstream.
Lei Peng looked back at everyone:
"You have collected Yang Breath and are qualified to enter the Heyang Treasure House. But again, everything is based on the Extreme Yang Treasure Box."
Speaking of this, Lei Pengyi pointedly said:
"The matter of the treasure box is the most important matter in the state capital. It's best to hide it for selfish reasons. Don't let it get out of your mind."
Su Qiulian was among a group of people and generally understood it, but in fact he was still a little confused.
He is different from others. He only knew about the Heyang Treasure House not long ago and still has only a partial understanding of it.
The big ship came to the shore and three small boats were pushed into the water.
"Wait for me."
A voice came from far away at this moment.
Everyone looked around and saw a man leaping over the crowd and falling to the ground in a panic. This man's body was black as if he had been roasted by fire.
"... Lin Qi's worth?"
Su Qiulian stared at it for a long time before he recognized it.
When the black man saw everyone looking at him, he quickly identified himself. Lei Peng stepped forward to confirm that it was indeed Lin Qizhi.
"Can you collect Yang breath in your body?"
"Don't worry, we have already collected it."
Lei Peng nodded. Anyone without talent or Yang breath would not be able to enter the Heyang treasure house.
"Get on board."
Three small boats took three rounds back and forth, carrying a group of people including Su Qiulian, who boarded the big ship, and then were taken by the big ship to a stone platform outside the palace.
On the other side, a group of people also arrived at the palace on the river by boat.
Both parties gathered together, both of them expressionless.
Su Qiulian saw from the crowd on the opposite side that the other party, like them, was a combination of elite soldiers and martial arts people.
Everyone came under the huge stone door of the palace.
Under the watchful eyes of onlookers on the river bank, both parties pushed open the stone gate together without saying a word.
The moment the stone door was opened, a strong red light suddenly shot out from inside, and everyone couldn't help but close their eyes.
Then, the world was spinning for a while.
Su Qiulian's heart skipped a beat. He was familiar with this experience.
The next moment, everyone was swaying around, jumping, lying down, kneeling, standing, and lying down in a huge, slightly dark passage.
Su Qiulian was the only one standing.
In his body, the Yang breath that he had just begun to collect a few days ago was about to start moving, and was guided towards one end of the passage.
Su Qiulian's expression changed slightly. This Yang Xi seemed to be alive. He could clearly feel what Yang Xi was longing for.
It's the beast's desire for food.
Su Qiulian looked at the wall, pulled out the black knife and slashed hard. A very deep pit was cut into the wall of the passage. At the end of the pit, there was still masonry.