Chapter 135

[in the dark law enforcement tower, the green peak echoed, some hurried and excited voices.

Qingfeng looks directly at the bright starlike eyes in front of him. Over the past few days, no one knows more about the transformation of the latter. Qingfeng knows that if this transformation of the youth is placed in Langya sect, it will definitely shock anyone.

"It's snowing!" Su Bai nodded slightly, and his star eyes were brighter. He turned and walked towards Qingfeng.

Just when Qingfeng thought Su Bai was going to say some exciting words to express his mood at the moment, Su Bai passed by, "senior brother, prepare to go down to the monster on the first floor while there is still some time."

"The first snow has come tonight, which means that the day is zongkao." Qingfeng bites the word zongkao very hard. He knows how hard the latter has worked in these days and paid unimaginable bitterness for this zongkao.

"I know!" Su Bai's figure gradually disappeared into the dark corridor.

"What a boring boy. Tomorrow is zongkao. Why should we rest and adjust our state, and practice today?" Qingfeng shook his head reluctantly. This guy was calm and a little too much. He drew his face, and Qingfeng followed.

Nervous or excited? Su's mood at the moment of defeat was like a deep pool without waves. When people climbed a majestic peak after thousands of hardships, his eyes would not be limited to his feet, but the more majestic peaks blocked by this majestic peak in the past.

Standing higher, just for overlooking the broader scenery.

Since he wanted to stand, he stood at the top. Su Bai smiled a little and walked to the law enforcement tower on the first floor.

In the law enforcement tower, the huge blood cattle paced back and forth slightly uneasily. When Su Bai appeared on the first floor, these fearless blood cattle ran back and raised white bone powder all over the ground.

After nearly a month of cultivation, Su Bai was stained with blood. The bloody smell of killing was enough to scare these monsters. On the skylight on the first floor, Qingfeng stood still and watched Su Bai sweeping these monsters with the wind rolling up the fallen leaves. In vain, Qingfeng thought that he had thought for a long time and won Langya.

"It's snowing?" the old man's hoarse voice rose in the dark.

Qingfeng turned and looked at the old man coming, saluted slightly and said, "I've seen Xiao. The first snow began a moment ago. Tomorrow morning, Langya sword peak should be covered with snow."

"Another year of zongkao, he already knew?" the old man looked down at the figure below and asked.

"Well, I've already told him. But this guy is still practicing. It's really not a waste of time." Qingfeng shook his head reluctantly. The old man smiled and his eyes fell on Qingfeng. "Isn't this very like yours in the past?"

Hearing the speech, Qingfeng trembled slightly, as if he remembered something.

"I vaguely remember that a disciple who once won the title of Langya several years ago said that no one knows the appearance of Langya Zong in the early morning. At dawn, there is no crowd or noisy voice in the martial arts arena, only the faint starlight and his hurried footsteps. This disciple's name is Xie Wufeng." The old man said with a tone of memory, but his eyes were still looking at Qingfeng. Qingfeng lowered his eyes and shook his eyes with Su Bai's figure, "it's a pity that this disciple died a few years ago."

Silence, falling into silence like death in the dark.

Bright fireworks blossomed in the sky of Langya, and the whole sky over Langya seemed to turn into a sea of fireworks in full bloom. In those brightly lit Martial Arts Square, in the flickering sword hall building, and in the dark slum, too many people raised their heads and looked at the bright and flickering lights in the distance at this moment The sun can be as bright as this fireworks, illuminating the whole sky.

Especially those Langya sect disciples standing in the slums, their clothes are dirty, but their eyes are as bright as stars.

This is a magnificent era, whether it is a noble prince or a beggar on the street. As long as you can hold the sword in your hand, she will allow you to have a broader ambition than the stars.

Zongkao is an opportunity for most disciples to walk towards the starry sky. Seize this opportunity and you will become the brightest new star in the night sky.

All kinds of emotions are blooming like fireworks, with vision and prospect.

Until the end, the magnificent war spirit rushed into the sky, and there was a gathering of wind and cloud above the building of the sword hall.

Even the disciples of Langya sect who are far away from the inner gate, even if they are far away, can feel the magnificent trend and strong sense of war.

The fireworks bloomed for a full night until the afterglow of the fireworks withdrew from the sky. The dawn between heaven and earth was like a sharp sword across heaven and earth. It bloody cut the dark sky, and the light was spread on a layer of plain white powder on the ancient road.

The world of white snow appears silently in the sight of everyone.

The old clock roared again and echoed melodiously, dispersing the tranquility of the morning. After half a ring, countless low and powerful roars sprang up in the buildings of the sword hall like mushrooms:

"The sword God sweeps six harmonies. How majestic is the tiger."

"Wield the sword to break the floating clouds, and all Zongs come to the West."

On the towering sword tower, the sleeping scholar slowly opened his eyes, got up, looked at the snow floc swaying in the wind, unfolded the book in his hand, and saw a sentence written on it: who didn't see the ancient swordsman? Ask who carried the sword and looked at the eight wastelands independently?

The young man in black climbed the tower again and walked behind the scholar: "it's almost time."

"Seven cliffs, let's go!" the scholar put away his book and pressed his straw hat.

The young man in black suddenly twitched at the corners of his mouth and was trying to correct the seven sins. However, looking at the scholar's lazy appearance, he shook his head powerlessly, looked at his fist with low eyes, and was still not big enough to suppress the impulse to beat the scholar.

With the melodious rites and music, dense figures swept out of the buildings of the sword hall like a tide, crushed the snow and mud all over the ground, and the sharp breaking wind gradually rose and went towards the ancient road.

Qin Zheng, Lin Shichen, an Wu and others, followed by many Langya sect disciples, also walked out one after another.

In the rows of buildings in the sword hall, there are Xie Shui pavilions and pavilions, and the ancient roads are crisscrossed, but there is an ancient road that is very popular.

This ancient road is called the way of Langya by many disciples outside Langya, leading to Langya. At the end of the ancient road is a huge snow-white peak, called Langya.

At this moment, the plum blossoms on both sides of the ancient road seem to be in full bloom in the cold wind under the baptism of wind and snow. On the spacious ancient road, scholars and young people in black take the lead. The scholar raised his eyes and looked at the sword peak in the snow, "Langya, long time no see."

Before the words fell, the scholar stepped on the ancient road at will and walked towards the majestic peak standing in the sight with a pious attitude.

The young man in black followed, and his thin black clothes could not cover up the sharp edge in his body.

Secondly, Qin Zheng, Lin Shichen and an wa also appeared one after another.

Looking at the two figures far away, Qin Zheng asked Lin Shichen, "is that scholar Mu ya?"

Lin Shichen looked up and nodded slightly. Although his face was as calm as water, there was a touch of awe in his eyes.

"There are not many people in the Western Qin Dynasty who can make you fear. He can make you fear, and his strength should be very strong." Qin Zheng said with a smile. He stepped up to the ancient road, raised his rebellious sword eyebrows, and walked forward calmly: "the Western Qin Dynasty is a martial style, which is inherently useless. It is a scholar's technique."

Hearing this, many Langya sect disciples from the Western Qin Dynasty looked more respectful, just like traveling with the king and following the Qin government. Lin Shichen looked at the figure of the young man in black. His eyes were full of war and seven sins. Is my seat comfortable?

As the snow began to clear, the plum blossom petals scattered one after another swayed in the wind. Tens of thousands of external disciples of Langya sect walked along the ancient road, silent as a cicada, just like a pilgrimage. Even Langya sect disciples from the slums now put on a pair of religious clothes that can be seen in the past.

It was not until the rising sun that the scholar and the young man in black stopped walking in front. What appeared in their sight was the blue stone steps covered with snow flocs. When they looked at it, it was like a ladder to the top of this majestic peak and above the clouds.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, the scholar looked up and stared at the ancient stone steps that had existed for many years, slightly closing his eyes. The young man in black also lowered his eyes and murmured, "we have fallen behind them for a year. It is estimated that they have forgotten the existence of you and me."

Qin Zheng and others followed. Standing opposite the scholar and the young man in black, Qin Zheng smiled at the scholar and the young man in black and said, "I've seen two senior brothers." it seemed that Qin Zheng was standing straighter than anyone.

"Seven cliffs, what season is it now?" the scholar's lips moved.

"Autumn is over, it is the beginning of early winter." the young man in black replied seriously.

"I heard the frog chirp." the scholar gently opened the book, opened his eyes, and his eyes drifted on the book.

"Don't you forget that you've always had a bad hearing?" the young man in Black said faintly.

"That's right. At this time, all the green demon babies should freeze to death in the ice and snow." the scholar replied.

Listening to the chat between the scholar and the young man in black, Qin Zheng still smiled. He knew that these two people were ridiculing themselves. These people were green demon children, but he didn't lose his sense of propriety. The Royal etiquette made him elegant and excessive, but looked at the scholar and the young man in black with a little coldness in their eyes. The disciples of Langya sect, standing behind Qin Zheng, were all gloomy. If they were not worried about their strength, they might have scolded at the moment.

The figures standing in front of the ancient road did not move.

It's dark, like waiting for something.

The melodious sound of the ancient bell is still reverberating. It seems that the bell pierces the law enforcement tower. In the dark tower, Su Bai looks at the broken sword body and is a little distressed. The long sword that has been with him for months can't bear the impact of his sword Qi and monsters and breaks into two. Qingfeng looked at Su Bai with a distressed face and urged: "the bell has sounded. When do you want to linger?"

"I was wondering if there was something unlucky when the sword broke." Su Baiwei held the familiar handle of the sword with some regret.

Hearing Su Bai's outrageous reason, Qingfeng's eyes darkened, took off the simple sword at his waist and handed it to Su Bai:

"The sword is named Qingfeng!"

"I'll put it on the top of Langya!" Su Bai took over the dusty ancient sword.

"Then confess to the most beautiful younger martial sister of zongmen?" Qingfeng then said, pulling Su Bai to the corridor.

"At least tidy up your clothes, senior brother. Do you have hot water?"

"Why?"

"Bathing, dressing, killing!"