"Hahahaha. I know I can't hide it from Xiaoyun!"

A slender man gradually walked out of the woods with a yellow face and a long sword hanging on his waist. Walking slowly gives people a free and easy meaning. It is the world-famous "Rain Sword" that has been surging the clouds!

"Uncle Lang!" Qi Changzheng and others of the Angry Jiao Gang were all overjoyed.

Lang Fengyun nodded with a smile. Then he glanced at Xiao Yun, his face slightly solemn, and sighed: "Xiaoyun is finally ahead of Lang and has stepped into that level."

"Haha. Who made Brother Lang too lazy? If Brother Lang hadn't spent his time on drinking, I'm afraid I would have been less than that." Xiao Yun also suddenly laughed. His cultivation level had just entered the realm of Heavenly Dao not long ago, and was only a thread away from the broken void. He stood on the same line as Pang Ban now. At this time, Langfengyun was still a thread away from the realm of Heavenly Dao. Therefore, Xiao Yun finally surpassed Langfengyun in his cultivation level.

Lang Fanyun laughed and said, "Xiaoyun is so calculating! But your plan may be vain again. Isn't it boring to have no wine in life? Brother, I have never thought of giving up drinking, especially the 'clear stream and spring' brewed by my younger brother and sister." He was obviously not too surprised by Xiao Yun's martial arts progress. Since Xiao Yun restored the damaged "inner intention hole", he has become accustomed to the various miracles in this brother.

"Yes, yes. The wine brewed by my sister-in-law is really delicious. It's a little less." Han Bai, the strong puller, walked over carelessly.

Lang Fengyun's eyes swept over Daqiang, and a look of praise flashed in his eyes. When he looked at Han Bai, his face said slightly solemnly: "This little brother gives me a familiar feeling. Can I relieve Lang's doubts?"

Han Bai shook his head blankly. He had only heard of Lang Fengyun before, but had never seen Lang Fengyun at all. Naturally, he could not answer Lang Fengyun's question.

Xiao Yun sighed and said, "Brother's guess is good. Lao Chi takes a step first." "As expected." A look of regret flashed across Lang Fanyun's face, and he shook his head with emotion. With his eyesight, he could guess the whole story of the matter the moment he saw Han Bai.

Then, Xiao Yun led Lang Fanyun and others to worship in front of Chi Zunxin's tomb. Shangguan Ying, Qi Changzheng and others also lowered their smiles on their faces and solemnly bowed a few times in front of Chi Zunxin's tomb. Although they were the greatest enemies of life and death before, the interests of friction were eliminated. Chi Zunxin is indeed a respectable hero. Under Pang Ban's strong attack, the Zunxin Sect, which once dominated one-third of the underworld, had declined in just a few days. If it were them, could they block it?

Shangguan Ying and others couldn't help but look at Xiao Yun and Lang Fanyun who were standing aside and talking lightly. Now the fate of the world and even the world is almost tied to these two people.

"This matter is thanks to Xiaoyun's help. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable!" Lang Fanyun breathed a deep breath, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Although he finally arrived today, if Xiao Yun had not taken action in advance, Shangguan Ying and others might have died and the two of them were in the hands of Mo.

Xiao Yun looked at the calm river, and his eyes showed confusion: "As far as I know, Pang Ban agreed to Tan Xingshou and deal with you, so he took the risk of chasing Shangguan Gangmaster and others. But since Brother Lang has come here, it must be that Pang Ban has not shown up."

"No. Pang Ban is indeed as Xiaoyun said. He is ready to intercept Lang Mou." Lang Fengyun's eyes looked into the distant sky, and a deep gaze appeared in his eyes: "It's a pity that human calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations. Pang Ban was dragged by an old friend of Lang Mou!"

"Old friend?" Xiao Yun was slightly surprised. There were few people in the world who could be called an old friend by Lang Fanyun and who were qualified to hold Pang Ban.

Looking at the shining waves of clouds, Xiao Yun said in his heart: "Li Ruohai?"

Some time ago, it was rumored that the young strong man Feng Xinglie, who was a woman named Xiang Yuyan, rebelled out of the sect for a woman named Xiang Yuyan, and then joined the woman. At that time, he was studying "The Spiritual Formation" and had no energy to focus on these trivial matters. Later, he suddenly heard that Feng Xinglie's skill suddenly turned into nothingness, and suddenly thought of the plot in the world of rain. So Feng Feng investigated and confirmed that Xiang Yuyan was another "prop" cultivated by Pang Ban. Feng Xinglie was the "furnace cauldron" chosen by Pang Ban.

Since then, Feng Xinglie has been hunted by Pang Ban. Calculate the time, it should be time for Feng Xinglie’s master Li Ruohai to come out of the mountain.

A strange color flashed in Lang Fengyun's eyes: "Xiaoyun actually knew it was Li Ruohai. I only discovered Li Ruohai's existence in the spiritual competition with Pang Ban. Xiaoyun could speak out without seeing him. It was indeed a bit incredible. Moreover, when Xiaoyun's tone was heard, he seemed to have no doubt that Li Ruohai was qualified to challenge Pang Ban. If it was the eyes of the world, this was an incredible thing."

There is no objection to the world. Among the experts on the blacklist, Lang Fanyun is the first. There are many debates about the "second in the blacklist". Some people say they praise Qianluo, some people are optimistic about Chi Zunxin, and some even pull out the name of Fan Liangji, the ancestor of the thief family. But no one thought that Li Ruohai, the leader of the "Evil Sect", has never done anything big in the world since Li Ruohai was selected into the blacklist. Naturally, everyone classified him as the "weak". Especially after Feng Xingxing and fiercely making a big fuss in the "Evil Sect", Li Ruohai's prestige in the rivers and lakes was reduced to the lowest level. Even if he talked about it, Mo Yi was not idle.

Xiao Yun laughed and said, "Although Li Ruohai is not famous in the world, I know that this man is a hero and is self-conceited for his life. He heard of his appearance but women are fascinated by him. However, there have never been any rumors about him being close to women in the world. This shows that this man's will is firm. Even if he pours out all the water of the Yangtze River, he cannot shake his slightest. How could such a person be Qianluo and Chi Zunxin and others besides?"

Lang Fengyun's eyes shook his head and sighed, "If Li Ruohai knew that he had another confidant in this world, he would be so excited that he would be so excited all night."

Xiao Yun was silent because he and Lang Fanyun knew that there was no more day. The moment he chose to face Pang Ban, a thrilling and desolate legend was destined to spread in the world.

The fog of the river has spread to both sides of the Yangtze River. Xiao Yun looked up and the moonlight became even more hazy. Before he knew it, it was midnight.

Xiao Yun and Lang Fanyun stood quietly by the river. Suddenly, a scream sounded from behind. The two turned around and looked at it. But they found that Yan Feifei was lying in a pool of blood next to Tan Yingshou's body. A short dagger was tied in front of her chest, and one hand was sliding down from the dagger.

"Who is the deed and good at talking about how to deal with it? There is such a lovely woman following her." Lang Fanyun sighed sadly and waved her hand. Several angry dragons helped the disciples snatch it up immediately. After some busy work, they buried the two together.

Looking at the newly-launched low tomb by the river, Xiao Yun suddenly felt a sense of ease. He no longer wanted to chat with everyone. He suddenly wanted to be alone and calm down. Lang Fanyun seemed to see some clues. He patted Xiao Yun on the shoulder and took Qi Changzheng, Shangguan Ying and others to say goodbye. Daqiang, Han Bai and the others wanted to stay, but Xiao Yun forced him to Wuchang. There was Du Yuan there, which could be his Xiao Yun's territory. Pang Ban's people didn't dare to cause trouble for them there.

Everyone left. Xiao Yun suddenly felt as if he had put down a burden, and felt a sense of ease in his heart.

For the first time, Xiao Yun longed for ordinary people. He knew more and had stronger abilities. In contrast, countless responsibilities would come with him. It is difficult to get rid of these troublesome difficulties. Perhaps, it is only like Jin Bingyun, who forgets all the past and only remembers to live happily, that is the happiest thing.

Xiao Yun walked slowly along the river bank. He silently recalled in his mind. The entire Yangtze River was like a long dragon in the distance. The fog that rose up made it more hazy and mysterious. It made people unconsciously feel a sense of awe from their hearts.

The Yangtze River. This is the long dragon from the east and the symbol of China!

Before he knew it, Xiao Yun had arrived at a Yangtze River ferry. There were many merchants coming and going at each ferry on the Yangtze River. The same was true for this ferry. Although it was midnight, it was still brightly lit and there were constant merchants coming and going. Several small boats wandered back and forth on the river, specifically transporting goods to merchants.

"Objectively, do you want to take a boat? It is better to watch the scenery on the river than to walk like you. On the river and on the shore are two different worlds!" A fat man with a cunning face caught up with Xiao Yun. He pointed to the exquisite Ye Zhou on the river and smiled.

Xiao Yun's heart moved and stopped. He smiled and sold the fat man for a while, and finally bought the boat with two dollars. He ignored the fat man with a bitter face, shook his body slightly, and was already sitting on the boat. His hand was lightly paddled on the river surface, and the boat was like an arrow leaving a few afterimages on the water surface and shot straight out.

"Oh my god!" The fat man screamed and ran away.

The fog on the river is vast, purifying the mountains and forests far and near into a dreamlike world. The bright moon spreads on the river through the fog, and the waves are fascinated by the dreams, decorating the entire river surface as dreamy.

Xiao Yunzhuo stood on the bow of the boat, his mental power slowly spread out, quietly experiencing the different artistic conception brought to him by this world. The reason why he traveled to the river was because he found that when he was relaxing just now, the state that had been stagnant for a long time finally showed a sign of breakthrough.

Now he has to experience that feeling in the most relaxed and most comfortable way. Maybe he can seize a chance for the next breakthrough. In the past three years of cultivation, except for the research of several formations and the breakthrough of "Cultivation Yuan Lesson" to the stage of enlightenment equivalent to the extreme realm, the progress of other aspects has been slow. The cultivation of "Cultivation Shen Lesson" has long stopped in the late stage of the third level, and has no progress since then.

Xiao Yun slowly relaxed his mood, and a pair of drunken eyes melted with the thick fog. A ball of liquid in the middle of the dantian turned into flowing water rushing around his whole body. The invisible liquid energy in the sea of ​​consciousness slowly spreads energy ripples and penetrates out of the body. Gradually, it merges with the river space.

Xiao Yun's mind gradually became clear. All thoughts were thousands of times clear. The opportunity for breakthrough was expanding little by little. At some point, a strange feeling suddenly came from the air. A trace of space power condensed around Xiao Yun out of thin air, gradually forming a wonderful trajectory. Each trace of space power formed a specific operating route.

"This is..." Looking at the familiar trajectory around you, a burst of thunder burst into Xiao Yun's mind. Like thousands of light rays sprinkled into his heart, all doubts became extremely clear in an instant.

Xiao Yun laughed loudly, and the figure had disappeared from the boat. He appeared on the opposite river bank almost at the same time.

Teleport!

Although that glimmer of opportunity did not allow Xiao Yun to break through his own realm, the problem that made Xiao Yun feel annoyed was solved by accident. He originally thought that to use the "telection" in "Breaking the Air Formation", he had to make his mental power reach a state of sharing with the world and force the space around him to move. But the thought of a flash of inspiration just now made him realize that space was originally fixed, so how could it be said that there was no movement?

The only thing that can move is the power of space. When the power of space is adjusted to the same frequency within the range covered by one's own mental power, and the spiritual power is used to connect them to become a space channel, you can move over instantly with the interchangeability of the power of space.

These thoughts came to his mind at the moment when he had a flash of inspiration. The result was also successful!

Xiao Yun teleported back to the boat again, and couldn't help laughing. Although he had not broken through his own realm, he had gained a lot. His mental power could cover a hundred miles at this moment, which means that within a hundred miles, he could get there in an instant!

"Hey! That guy. Why are you giggling? Are you still doing business? Quickly take the boat to me!" A crisp voice suddenly sounded on the shore.

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures swayed in the woods by the river.

Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes. The hazy night was bright in his eyes. Among the three, two women and one man. The man's eyes were closed, and his whole body fell softly in the arms of a beautiful woman. Another beautiful woman was looking at Xiao Yun anxiously.

When he saw the three, Xiao Yun was slightly shocked. Because he knew the man, the "Red Gun" Feng Xinglie, who was known as the new generation of the Baidao Martial Arts.

Rowing gently, the boat slowly leaned towards the shore.

(Thank you for your reading and! Welcome to suggest, comment...)
Chapter completed!