As they galloped all the way, Linghu Heng and others did not make many stops. After all, Lin Jiandi's home was near Zhongzhou Mansion. If he wielded the sword with all his strength, he should be able to reach the Ancient Sword Mountain within three hours.
Along the way, Linghu Heng deliberately lagged behind Yang Zhishuang. Although he vaguely realized that this relationship was no longer a one-man show for him, for some reason, Linghu Heng wanted to escape at this moment. Perhaps subconsciously, Linghu Heng
Do you think you are not worthy of the goddess in your mind?
Yang Zhishuang was also confused for a while. She resisted looking back, but she was thinking: "Is Mr. Linghu the person I want to find? Although he is a good person and likes me very much, I really like him.
His?"
The two of them fell into their own thoughts together, and the four of them also moved their swords quickly across the sapphire-like sky in silence...
Gujian Mountain is located in the southeast of Tianyu Continent, within the territory of Jingzhou Prefecture. Another 50,000 to 60,000 miles away is the sea. It can be said that it is close to mountains and water. Although the sea is relatively far away, you can still see the surging ocean at a close distance.
At this moment, the Ancient Sword Mountain is already bustling with activity. It has changed from the crowded situation in the past. From time to time, disciples fly by with their swords, transforming into gorgeous sword marks. The loud whispers of the disciples can be heard, just like a sect festival.
As soon as Linghu Heng and others landed on the Ancient Sword Mountain, six disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect came forward and said, "Everyone is here by name!"
One of them knew Yang Zhishuang and shouted in surprise: "Sister, is it you?"
Yang Zhishuang also knew him. He was a disciple of her master Luo He. He started a little later than her, and his qualifications were average. But he was good at talking and having a good eye, and he could recognize people, so he was sent to see the door. He was also considered to know people well.
Use it, but this disciple is really smart and can observe people's emotions, so he usually won't make any big mistakes.
Originally, Linghu Heng and others came with swords, indicating that they were disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, but the sect rules stipulated that disciples must register before they can enter the mountain gate. The problem lies in that Linghu Heng and Wu Zhen have no records of being sent out.
Yes, if they were investigated, although there would be no punishment, it would be enough to annoy them for a while.
However, this disciple was able to observe words and emotions, and when he saw Wu Zhen dodging and evading, he had already guessed some of the reasons. But in front of him was the granddaughter of the master, the apple of his master's eye, and the proud son of the Ancient Sword Sect. How could he dare to offend her?
Why don't you just give me a favor? Maybe you can get some benefits in the future! Thinking of this, the disciple said with a smile: "We are all our own, so there is no need to register, right? Senior sister, please hurry back to Zixia Pavilion."
Come on, Master is waiting for you there!"
After that, he put Linghu Heng and others in together. When Linghu Heng passed by him, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a voice that only the disciple could hear: "Brother, I remember
Come on, come to me if you need anything in the future!" After saying that, he patted his shoulder and stalked after him.
The disciple was a little stunned. After thinking about it carefully, he still couldn't remember who Linghu Heng was. He just felt that he looked familiar. He muttered in his heart: "How capable can a little-known boy like you be? Forget it, just treat it as a favor.
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After Linghu Heng caught up with Wu Zhen and the others, he remained silent in a tacit understanding. He didn't know how long he walked, but gradually came to the main hall of the Ancient Sword Sect. Yang Zhishuang, who had been silent all the time, spoke: "I plan to go back now.
Zixia Pavilion, what are your plans?"
Yue'er reluctantly curled her lips and said: "I'm definitely going back to Yaolu Pavilion. Really, I haven't had enough fun yet!" Along the way, Yue'er was uncharacteristically silent. It turned out that it was for this reason.
thing!
Yang Zhishuang smiled and said: "Yue'er, don't be angry, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future!"
Yue'er took Yang Zhishuang's slender hand and said coquettishly: "Sister Yang, you have to promise Yue'er that you will take me out to play if you have the opportunity in the future!"
Yang Zhishuang said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I promise you!"
Yue'er smiled and said: "I know Sister Yang is the best!"
Yang Zhishuang smiled, turned to Wu Zhen and said, "What are your plans?"
Wu Zhenhan smiled and said: "It's time for us to go back to the Green Bamboo Forest. Maybe the master has come back!"
Linghu Heng had been silent, and then suddenly said: "Are you...going to leave?"
Yang Zhishuang felt confused and forced herself to smile: "Well, yes."
Linghu Heng hesitated to speak, and finally said slowly: "Then...goodbye..."
Yang Zhishuang said: "Well, goodbye..." After that, Yu Jian went to Zixia Pavilion as if running away.
Yue'er said a little strangely: "Hey, what's wrong with Sister Yang? Don't wait for me!" As she spoke, she pouted, her dissatisfied expression showing on her face as cute as a baby,
"Big bad guy, big guy, I have to leave too, goodbye!"
After that, she also picked up the fairy sword and flew towards Yaolu Pavilion.
When Wu Zhen saw that they were all gone, he said: "Junior brother, let's go back to Qingzhu Forest too!"
Linghu Heng said "Hmm" absently, followed Wu Zhen, performed the "Linfeng Sword Control Technique" together, and headed towards the Green Bamboo Forest.
Not long after they left, a dark figure who had been hiding behind the hall slowly walked out. His face was full of evil spirits, and he gritted his teeth as he looked at the two senior brothers who were leaving, and said word by word: "
Green Bamboo Forest, Green Bamboo Forest, I remember you! Boy, don’t try to take my woman away, Yang Zhishuang is mine!"
Linghu Heng held his sword with a sense of loss, and almost bumped into Wu Zhen in front of him several times. If he really bumped into him, it would really be an "air crash". This is no different from the Yaoshen Valley and the Ancient Sword Mountain towering into the clouds.
, if it falls, even the steel frame will fall apart!
Fortunately, he returned to the Green Bamboo Forest without any danger. Before landing, Wu Zhen saw that there seemed to be someone living in the Green Bamboo Forest, and couldn't help but started shouting: "Master, Master, are you back?"
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Linghu Heng finally came to his senses after being called out by Wu Zhen. The two of them slowly landed on the grass like a green mat in the green bamboo forest. At this time, the bamboo leaves of a bamboo house in the middle were slowly opened.
, an old Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe slowly walked out, who is the Taoist who is not the Taoist?
With tears in his eyes, Wu Zhen rushed forward as fast as he could, stopped in front of the Taoist Master of Silence, and said excitedly: "Master, my disciple is back!"
The Taoist Taoist was noncommittal and just looked at the two of them. After a long time, he said, "Come in!"
Wu Zhen followed closely behind the Taoist Taoist Master and walked into the bamboo house. Linghu Heng stood quietly for a while, looked up at the surroundings, and found that it was no different from when he left, so he slowly
Walk slowly into the bamboo house.
In the bamboo house, the Taoist Master of Silence had already crossed his legs on the bed with his eyes closed. Wu Zhen stood beside him with his hands hanging down. After Linghu Heng came in, he stood like Wu Zhen, but his expression was not so respectful.
As if knowing that Linghu Heng would come in at this time, the Taoist Taoist Man of Silence slowly opened his eyes and said, "Don't tell anyone else when you go out this time!"
Wu Zhen nodded, but Linghu Heng frowned and asked, "What happened to Mrs. Linghu?"
The Taoist Taoist of Silence looked up at him and said, "It's okay. Yao Lao said he will wake up in two years."
Linghu Heng hesitated to speak, and after a while, he said: "Old Taoist priest, I know you should know my life experience, just tell me!"
The Taoist Taoist of Silence was not sure, but he also did not deny it. He just said: "It is useless to know too much!"
Just when Linghu Heng was about to get angry, Wu Zhen quickly smoothed things over and said, "Master, why did you come back so quickly?"
The Taoist Master of Silence said: "No disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect dares to disobey the summons."
Wu Zhen scratched the back of his head and said, "Disciple heard that the summoning order was for a competition. What on earth is going on?"
The Taoist Taoist of Silence said: "It's just a competition between the six holy places, don't worry about it!"
After a pause, he continued: "The head brother said that you can all go to the trial."
Wu Zhen asked in confusion: "Trial, what trial?"
The Taoist Taoist of Silence said: "The trial held for this competition will be held at the Ten Thousand Swords Tower."
Linghu Heng suddenly remembered that on the way to Yaolu Pavilion, there was a sudden burst of purple light in the distance. He had used his special eyes to check it. It turned out to be a high tower, but it was hidden in the jungle and seemed too secretive. He endured it
He kept interjecting: "Is it the tower in the jungle?"
Taoist Taoist Silence looked at Linghu Heng in surprise and said, "Not bad!"
Wu Zhen asked: "What is the content of the trial?"
The Taoist Taoist shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Linghu Heng also asked: "Is it to select people to participate in some competition?"
The Taoist Taoist nodded and said nothing.
Wu Zhen said "Oh" and said: "It's getting late, I'll go fetch water and cook!"
The Taoist Taoist of Silence nodded and said: "Someone will inform you in a few days, so just go!"
Wu Zhen nodded and walked out of the bamboo house. Linghu Heng knew in his heart that Taoist Taoist Taoist Silent Master would never reveal his life experience no matter what, so he stopped lingering and followed Wu Zhen out of the bamboo house.
Taoist Taoist Taoist Silence looked at Linghu Heng's leaving figure and gave a rare sigh! Then he closed his eyes again, as if he was in a trance...
Linghu Heng was very angry in his heart, but had no way to vent it. Yang Zhishuang's aloofness and the Taoist Taoist's mysterious pretense of knowing but not saying anything made Linghu Heng angry. Returning to his bamboo house, Linghu Heng
He slammed the door shut, lay down on the bed angrily, and kept thinking: "Is my life experience so miserable? Why does the old Taoist priest refuse to talk about it!..."
Thinking of his grievances, Linghu Heng shed tears: "Father, Heng'er misses you so much!..."
With tears streaming down his face and heartache, Linghu Heng fell into a deep sleep without realizing it. He didn't wake up until Wu Zhen knocked on the door. But after opening the door, Wu Zhen saw his red and swollen eyes and couldn't help but
Asked: "Junior brother, what's wrong with your eyes?"
Linghu Heng said calmly: "It's nothing, I was just blinded by the wind and sand!"
Wu Zhen felt puzzled: "Is there also wind and sand in the room?"