Before Lin Huang even got close to the snowy hut, he felt uncomfortable.
In the snowy hut, the sound of the piano reminded Lin Huang of Xiao Yishan. He was crying and crying, and it was so tragic.
Lin Huang opened the door and saw a one-armed middle-aged man with his back to him, playing the strings with two fingers. His figure was elegant and he seemed to be very intoxicated.
"I've met my senior brother!"
Lin Huang cleared his throat and said.
A ding sound.
The one-armed middle-aged man turned around, with a smile on his resolute face, and asked, "How was the playing?"
Ahem!
Lin Huang coughed twice, and then said with a serious face, "It's rare to hear it in this world!"
With a bang, Lin Huang was thrown out of the snow hut.
Lin Huang didn't lie. Yan Zangfeng played the piano with his fingers one by one, just like pulling a bow. Is this called playing the piano?
The sound of the piano caused all the cattle in Qilin Peak to die. Isn’t this rare to hear in the world?
And Yan Zangfeng naturally understood what Lin Huang meant.
"Others say it sounds nice, but you don't speak out of conscience!"
Yan Zangfeng walked out of the snow cottage and snorted coldly.
Lin Huang climbed up from the snow and looked at the latter carefully. He was wearing a somewhat old green shirt, with a tall figure and a face like a deep-sea reef, calm and majestic.
But the two eyebrows pierce the temples diagonally, just like two ancient swords hiding their edge.
Although he is one-armed and has no right hand, his cold power is still intact. Under his power, he is also somewhat gentle and handsome. He looks like a middle-aged man with great taste.
"I heard that you don't want to come to Houshan?"
Yan Zangfeng asked.
Lin Huang immediately shook his head, "I have long wanted to come and see my senior brother, but I have never been qualified before."
"Master never said you were so good at talking!"
Yan Zangfeng sneered.
Lin Huang waved his hand, "Master probably never said that he wanted senior brother to trap me to death in the snowy forbidden area."
"Didn't you learn how snow drifts around the world?"
"But I almost missed the chief battle!"
"Aren't you now the chief disciple of Piaoxue Palace?"
"That's because I have great talent. I quickly learned how snow drifts around the world and caught up with the time!"
"You are extremely talented, can the snowy forbidden land trap you to death?"
"But what if I have low talent and can't learn?"
"You can't even learn this, so how dare you call me master?"
"Master has accepted me as his disciple, what's the point of being embarrassed!"
"Since you are so shameless, why should I be ashamed?"
"No one in the world is like you, senior brother!"
"Have you ever been a senior brother? Do you know what a senior brother is like?"
"I've seen pigs run away. The second senior brother was very kind to me. He told me about the God of Killing with One Knife and Snow Falling on Earth!"
"Who is the second senior brother?"
Yan Zangfeng glared.
"You don't know Second Senior Brother?"
Lin Huang also stared.
Both of them looked confused and stared at each other.
Yan Zangfeng smiled sadly, "I only walked with the master for three days. I led the old black ox for him for three days. I learned how to make snow fall on the earth for an hour, and then I left the master!"
"Then you are miserable!"
Lin Huang laughed and said, and then he was thrown into the sky by Yan Zangfeng again, and fell on all fours.
"I've always been curious, how did you learn how to make snow drift in the world in such a short period of time?" Yan Zangfeng stared at the forest wasteland in the snow and wondered.
Yan Zangfeng naturally knew that learning how snow drifts around the world depends not on talent, but on life experience.
Back then, he learned how to let snow fall on the earth because he had just lost his newlywed wife and fell into endless grief.
Even so, it took him an hour to learn that snow is falling in the world, but Lin Huang only took a few breaths to understand that snow is falling in the world.
"Is he worse off than me?"
Yan Zangfeng stared at Lin Huang in confusion.
Lin Huang coughed twice, spit out a mouth full of snowflakes, and explained:
"Because when my senior brother cultivates and snow falls on the earth, he is only filled with hatred and longing, but lacks the despair of not being able to love, and the hope of having another one in ten thousand chance!"
Listening to Lin Huang's explanation, Yan Zangfeng was a little confused, but he didn't ask deeply, and then said: "You are not yet eighteen this year!"
"This has nothing to do with age!"
Yan Zangfeng shook his head, "But experience has something to do with age."
Lin Huang chuckled, "I wonder why senior brother came to me?"
Seeing that Lin Huang was unwilling to answer, Yan Zangfeng also smiled, then skipped the previous topic and said: "I just want to meet you. I have always been curious about what an amazing genius the young man who can be accepted by the master as his disciple is.
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"I'm afraid I have disappointed my senior brother!"
Lin Huang curled his lips and smiled.
"It's really disappointing!"
Yan Zangfeng looked serious.
Well……
The smile on Lin Huang's face froze. This was very embarrassing. He couldn't answer this.
"But Master's vision cannot be compared to mine. Since you are his disciple, I will admit it!"
Yan Zangfeng smiled and continued: "After all, my qualifications back then were not very good."
Lin Huang shook his head, "Maybe it's because the name Master gave me is Changsheng, so the second senior brother's name is Qin Changsheng."
"Master once passed a message to me, saying that you should experience the snow falling on earth in the Piao Xue Palace!"
Yan Zangfeng said seriously.
"So in the forbidden area, even if you learn all the martial arts in Piaoxue Palace, you still can't get out if you don't learn how to use Piaoxue Palace."
Lin Huang nodded, secretly thinking that this was indeed the case.
Yan Zangfeng smiled and continued: "So although Master has left the Eastern Spiritual Realm, he must be very fond of you, otherwise he would not specifically explain this matter when he left!"
"Moreover, Master asked me to tell you two things!"
"Um?"
Lin Huang raised his head, stared at Yan Zangfeng with confusion, and then followed the latter into the snow lu.
"Master said that the first three swords that dominate the world are, in order, the killing god with one sword, the snow falling on the world, and the cross of hell!"
"Cross Yama?"
Lin Huang frowned and was suddenly shocked!
The inheritance he received from King Wu in the tomb of King Wu was the Cross Yama.
"As you may have guessed, the Cross Yama mentioned by Master is the inheritance of Martial King Yang Xuangan!"
Yan Zangfeng smiled.
"Is this arranged by Master?"
Yan Zangfeng shook his head, "Yang Xuangan was a figure more than three hundred years ago. At that time, your grandfather's grandfather was not even born yet!"
Lin Huang scratched his head.
"Master also said that if you miss the Cross Yama, the king's hegemony in Piaoxue Palace is similar to the Cross Yama. If you understand it carefully, you may have a chance to deduce the Cross Yama!"
Lin Huang chuckled, glad that he insisted on entering King Wu's tomb in the first place. To deduce such a thing, with his current qualifications, I am afraid it is far from enough.
"Master once said that killing the god with one sword is actually the first sword to dominate the world, not the first move! Only the killing god with one sword, the snow falling on the world, and the cross of hell are combined into one, which is the first move to dominate the world.
, called the three swords of Abi Dao!"
"Abidao three swords?!"
Lin Huang frowned and repeated doubtfully, never expecting that the so-called domination of the world could be so complicated.
Three Thousand Miles, kill Kunlun and shoot the Heavenly Wolf. The three swords are combined into one to kill the god of death with one sword.
And the killing god cuts with one sword, the snow falls on the world, and the prince Yama unites into one, which is the three swords of Abi Dao.
The three swords of Abidao are only the first move to dominate the world.
Lin Huang was a little surprised that his second senior brother, Qin Changsheng, seemed to be a person who didn't know how to do arithmetic, but he could actually create such a complicated martial art.
At this moment, Lin Huang was also full of curiosity, "I wonder how far the real world lord has been transformed by Qin Changsheng? How powerful is it?"
"What is the second thing Master told me?"
Lin Huang asked.
Yan Zangfeng smiled and said, "Do you know the existence of Yin Yang Valley?"
"Of course I know this, and a lot of people should know it."
Lin Huang nodded and continued: "There are eight prisons in the Eastern Spirit Realm that suppress the existence of Yin Yang Valley. The tomb of King Wu who was born before is one of them."
"Then do you know how many detentions there are left in Yin Yang Valley?"
Yan Zangfeng stared at Lin Huang with narrowed eyes.
Lin Huang shook his head and waited for Yan Zangfeng's explanation.
"The eight incarcerations in Yin Yang Valley were originally arranged by Xuanyuan Wuxiang. After more than two hundred years, there are only four incarcerations left!"
"I wonder which four paths they are?"
Lin Huang asked.
"There are no more four paths now." Yan Zangfeng shook his head again and continued:
"The tomb of King Wu was originally one, but after Yang Xuangan's soul died, the detention line disappeared!"
"There was originally a formation in Xuanyuan City, which was also a prison. However, it was used by a man named Qin Xuance to suppress the Blood-clothed Marquis, so this prison was lost."
Lin Huang's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that King Wu's Tomb was a prison in Yin Yang Valley.
There is a large formation in Xuanyuan City, and Qin Xuance also told him about it.
But he didn't know that this formation was also used to suppress the detention of Yin Yang Valley.
"So there are only two detention lines left in Yin Yang Valley?"
Yan Zangfeng nodded and played the strings with his fingers, which stung Linhuang's eardrums. "Of the two detentions, one of them is the place where the dragon is locked, which is the location of the Dongling Dragon Vein."
"I know this too!"
Lin Huang replied.
"And the other one is what Master wants me to tell you!"
Yan Zangfeng stroked the strings with a serious look on his face.
Um?
Looking at Yan Zangfeng's solemn expression, Lin Huang frowned and had some guesses in his heart...
"Master said that there is a relic you need in the Eastern Spirit Realm!"