The rain became heavier and heavier, and the rain sleet carried large snow droplets, making a crisp sound on the street. Pedestrians on the street took refuge in their houses, and suddenly the pedestrians on the street disappeared.

Ling Tianyun's eyes shrank slightly, and Zhong Huaidao rushed towards him on horseback. Before the men and horses arrived, they swept towards Ling Tianyun with a gust of wind, the big saber in his hand turned like a windmill, and the rain and snow droplets turned into bursts of white mist around him, and he rode his horse like a hazy mist.

Several other warriors followed closely behind Zhong Huai, and as soon as Zhong Huai and Ling Tianyun exchanged hands, they would rush forward in a bypassing way. Just before, they completely ignored the old monk who was watching from the sidelines, the old monk's face was relaxed, and the evergreen bamboo in his hand danced from time to time.

"Dangdangdang" A few metal collisions sounded.

Ling Tianyun had already exchanged hands with Zhong Huai, and the horses they stepped on kept pounding together, and then suddenly separated. Ling Tianyun had already drawn his saber and easily resisted Zhong Huai's attack. To his surprise, the other party still didn't have any killing intent towards him, but his sword skills were obviously much better than the samurai he had fought with at the beginning. Moreover, his internal cultivation was much deeper than that of other warriors, so he had to personally entangle Ling Tianyun.

Several other warriors had already ridden past Ling Tianyun and Zhong Huai, who were intertwined with each other, but Ling Tianyun did not stop them in any way, allowing them to ride past him. When the warriors saw this, they couldn't help but be overjoyed, and they stepped down with their legs, causing the horse to speed forward.

They came to the old monk in a moment, and the thin old monk was not taken into account by them at all. One of the leading warriors raised his horsewhip and was about to cross the old monk.

At this moment, the raindrops from the sky turned into stones and roared towards the group of samurai. The raindrops and fierce winds fell on the group of warriors who were galloping on their horses, and the bodies of the warriors were numb as if they had been struck by lightning, and in a moment there were bursts of great pain.

Suddenly, the horses neighed, and the group of warriors immediately grabbed the reins, and looked at the old monk with a frightened look in their eyes. Only then did they know that this old monk was the real master, and with just an evergreen bamboo in his hand, he could turn the raindrops into sharp weapons and hit them. This is beyond their comprehension, a single raindrop can hit people alive, and even kill them.

The group of samurai stopped, and they did not dare to rush forward. There were frightened eyes in their eyes, and suddenly the old monk became like a god in their minds, and they began to fear the old monk.

Zhong Huai also had to pay attention to his companion from time to time, he picked up his saber and attacked Ling Tianyun at the same time, and at the same time he had to glance at his companion from time to time. He saw the old monk waving the evergreen bamboo, and the strong wind carried by the evergreen bamboo turned the rain into rays of light and shot towards his companion, and the raindrops hit his companion, making it impossible for his companion to move forward. Seeing this, he was not surprised, it turned out that he had also looked away.

His mind was in turmoil, and then his sword technique was messed up, revealing a lot of flaws. Ling Tianyun easily grabbed a flaw and slapped him off the horse with a single sword. And the moment he landed, he immediately adjusted his body, and instead of rolling to the ground in embarrassment, he landed with both feet.

Zhong Huai stood beside his horse, letting the rain hit his cheeks. He knew that this mission had failed, and that it was because his own recklessness had offended others.

"The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, and I have been taught."

Zhong Huai clenched his fists and said to Ling Tianyun, and after speaking, he immediately got on his horse and turned around and galloped back. There is no mud and water, and the walk is so clean. Seeing this, the other warriors also rode their horses and turned around, and followed Zhong Huai to the other end of the street. They came with great momentum, but they walked cleanly, and they didn't say too much nonsense to Ling Tianyun and the others again.

A heavy rain mixed with large snowdrops is coming, and a heavy snow is coming. It was already dark, and it was past the time to close the gates.

Ling Tianyun raised his head, feeling the chill to the bone, he didn't deliberately use his internal strength to resist the chill brought by the rain. The rain ran down his cheeks and into his neck, and the biting chill intensified. Ling Tianyunshui trembled, and at this moment his heart regained his calmness, and there were no more twists and turns like a mirror. He knew that this was only a superficial phenomenon and temporary, and that the knot in his heart had not really been opened. The anger in his heart seemed to have been extinguished by the winter rain. But he still felt that this didn't seem to be over, and what was waiting for him would be a stormy blow from the Zhongshan Martial Arts Dojo.

Ling Tianyun rode his horse and galloped forward, without greeting the old monk behind him, although he was so depressed in his heart, he still didn't want to show it at this moment. He knew that the old monk had many secrets, and he had never seen the old monk make a move, but this time the old monk did. No matter what kind of purpose he had, Ling Tianyun's trust in him had already diminished a bit. He vaguely felt that this old monk approached him with some unknown purpose, but he couldn't think of what this old monk liked about him, this was what Ling Tianyun was most depressed about.

The old monk followed behind Ling Tianyun without saying a word, he looked at Ling Tianyun's back strangely and sighed. The little black donkey's ears swayed one by one, and the two big donkey's eyes kept staring ahead.

The cold wind suddenly rose, the winter rain became fluttering, and the "jingle bell" bell sounded, which was particularly crisp and pleasant in this cold wind and snow.

In a guest room of the Yuelai Inn, Ling Tianyun and the old monk were sitting at a small table. On a small table are two pots of steaming pasta, next to which are a few small plates. At first, none of them moved their chopsticks, nor did they say a word to each other, they all stared at the two pots of pasta in a daze.

"Hun boy, hurry up and eat, maybe those people will go to move the rescuers, and then it will inevitably be a vicious battle, and only when you are full will you have the strength to fight."

The old monk took the lead in eating with chopsticks, regardless of the image of a monk, and the noodles were devoured. Ling Tianyun didn't care about anything when he saw this, as if he was competing with an old monk, the sound of "whooshing" noodles entering his mouth was endless. Traditions such as 'eating and not speaking' are not reflected in the two of them at all. The two of them seemed to have been hungry for ten lifetimes, and swallowed a pot of noodles into their stomachs in three or two clicks.

"Ask whatever you want, know that you still have a lot of questions in your heart, if you don't solve the doubts in your heart, you will be unwilling, old monk, I will tell you what I should tell you."

The old monk pushed away the chopsticks in his hand, turned to Ling Tianyun, and said to him.

"Where is the Far North, where is the Palace of the Night Hades?"

"Of course, the land of the extreme north is in the north, and the Night Hades Palace is an ancient martial sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. I don't know the exact location, the old monk. The old monk answered Ling Tianyun's question, and the old monk was a little surprised that he didn't ask a question about the girl.

"Ancient Martial Sect?" , This is still a new term, Ling Tianyun was shocked but even more puzzled, he didn't understand why it was talking about an ancient martial arts sect, could it be that the current martial arts cultivators of various sects did not belong to this category.

"You just need to know about that, don't worry too much about the rest. When there are four major sects in the world today, the Night Hades Palace in the far north, and the Sky Gate of the Pavilion of the East China Sea. The Wild Linglong Valley of the Southern Barbarians and the Desert Haotian Sect of the Western Regions. These four major schools are authentic ancient martial arts sects, which have inherited almost a thousand years of martial arts culture. These four major sects hold the fortune of the world, and they will be born in troubled times, and several emperors who can become the Son of Heaven will be cultivated and help them dominate the world. The luck of the Tang Dynasty has been exhausted, and now it is in the midst of troubled times, this time it is the Eastern Sea Sky Gate and the Western Regions Haotian Sect that are involved. The other two major sects did not participate in this troubled dispute. ”

Ling Tianyun was stunned, his mouth wide open and he couldn't speak for a long time. He had already made waves in his heart, and this was the first time he had heard of this. There are still some secrets in this world dispute, which can't help but make him extremely curious.

Seeing his stunned look, the old monk smiled faintly and said, "These are the secrets of the world's disputes, don't think that this world is so easy to fight." If there is no help from a certain huge force, how can it be possible to achieve the hegemony of dominating the world. ”

Ling Tianyun recovered from that shock, he knew that those mysterious Ancient Martial Sects were not something that a small person like him could come into contact with. The great cause of the world's hegemony should have nothing to do with him, he is just a small person. He was already satisfied to get this shocking secret. As for whoever loves to be the emperor and who goes, whoever loves to become the emperor of the four ancient martial arts sects will go, anyway, it has nothing to do with him.

"In addition to the four ancient martial arts sects in this world, are there other ancient martial arts sects? Does the world know about these four ancient martial arts sects? Ling Tianyun had returned to normal, and of course his young mind was more curious about these things, so he couldn't help but ask the old monk again.

"Where is the Ancient Martial Sect so easy for the world to know, these are the biggest secrets in the world. The so-called ancient martial arts have a thousand-year-old inheritance, and have always retained thousands of years of martial arts cultivation methods and cultivation. The several realms of martial arts cultivation in this world are actually transmitted by the ancient martial arts sect, and they are divided into different realms according to the cultivation of internal forces. Ordinary people in the world will not know these secrets at all, and even some people who have advanced martial arts cultivation will not know about it. As for the addition to these four ancient martial arts sects, of course, there are some truly hidden ancient martial artists, some of them are family-style, some are sect-style, and some are personal asceticism. In this way, ancient warriors generally do not appear easily, most of them are hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, of course, some are hidden in the market or in the court. It's just that these four ancient martial arts sects have existed, so only a few people know that there are these four ancient martial arts sects, but they don't know about other ancient martial artists. The old monk explained.

"Then where are these four ancient martial arts sects, has anyone been there?" Ling Tianyun touched the sachet under his neck, and he couldn't help but think of Duo'er, the girl with a shy and delicate face.

"Generally speaking, people in the world cannot enter these four ancient martial arts sects. The most mysterious of these four ancient martial arts sects is the two major sects in the north and south, and the Night Hades Palace is in the extreme north. It is said that it is frozen all year round, and the cold wind is like a knife, and it is in the middle of a vast snowfield. Ordinary people will freeze to death as soon as they get there, unless they have a deep internal force to resist the cold and cold wind. Otherwise, there is only a dead end when you go there, and it is deserted all year round, not to mention freezing to death, even if you don't freeze to death, you have to starve to death. And the Linglong Valley of the Southern Barbarian Wilderness is also mysterious, located in the 100,000 mountains of the Southern Barbarian Wilderness. Those mountains are shrouded in miasma all the year round, and the miasma is a very poisonous gas, ordinary people only need to inhale a little bit, the whole body will be black, breathing is not smooth, and they will die of anger in less than an hour. And in the 100,000 mountains, there are strange beasts and monsters, and poisonous insects are everywhere. Ordinary people should not be injured by that miasma, even the poisonous insects and beasts in the mountains will also make people's bones disappear. ”

Ling Tianyun took a hard breath, he didn't expect that these two places would be so difficult and dangerous, and he would never have the ability to reach that kind of place. Touching the sachet under his neck, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, this flower really gave himself such a big problem. I really don't know how thick the sky is, and I boasted that Haikou promised her to find her, but now it's not that easy to think about it.

"Then what about the other two major sects, the Firmament Sect and the Haotian Sect shouldn't be so difficult to find. The three princes of the Khitan, Yelu Zongheng, is not an emperor appointed by these two major sects. Ling Tianyun thought of the battle on Chang'an Avenue in Baishui City that night, Guo Huai'an and Yelu Zongheng were attacked by the killer of the Heavenly Alliance at the same time, and he thought of this.