That was only ten years ago, and after that he married the daughter of the admiral of the navy and took charge of the navy in the south of the imperial court.
Now Huang Minglang also had a three-point smile on his face.
Except for the people in the master's school, no one knows this secret.
Zong Xuan never thought of using this story to threaten Huang Minglang.
no need.
Zong Xuan didn't even have a smile on his face, he watched Huang Minglang walk up to him coldly, without saying a word.
Huang Minglang smiled even more happily. Seeing Zong Xuan angry, of course he was happy. "It's a long wait."
"It's just in time!" Zong Xuan replied lightly.
Huang Minglang went straight in, spread out his hands, and said, "Bring it."
Of course, Zong Xuan knew the previous agreement, he took out a thick book from his arms, and wanted to hand it to Huang Minglang.
Huang Minglang withdrew his hand. "On horseback."
Zong Xuan smiled slightly, and gently placed the book on the horse's back.
Huang Minglang smiled slightly, and said: "Little brother is vicious, don't blame the brother for being on guard..."
Zong Xuan took it lightly. "random."
Huang Minglang couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes. The book in front of him was the top-notch sword art in the world, the peerless sword art of "Ba Dao" Shentu Zhenyue.
With trembling hands, he was about to grab the book, but at the last moment, Huang Minglang suddenly came to his senses, quickly took out a pair of gloves from his arms, put them on his hands, and then picked up the martial arts secret book that swordsmen in the world dreamed of the most.
"Bad Sword".
The two blunt words on the book cover are like carving with an ax chisel.
The handwriting is clear and novel, it was Zong Xuan's own handwriting these days.
The red sun is already half-set on the distant mountains over there, the rosy clouds are like blood, and the breeze is just beginning to rise.
Huang Minglang greedily stroked the cover of the book, unable to conceal the joy in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "There shouldn't be any omissions in the secret book written by the younger brother himself?"
Zong Xuan smiled to himself, and said: "Senior brother is also an expert in using knives, so you can tell the truth of the contents at a glance."
good.
Huang Minglang also worshiped under the famous masters of swords back then, a set of [Whirlwind Thirteen Cuts] swordsmanship created by himself, defeated several masters of swordsmanship, so he is naturally very familiar with swordsmanship.
Gently tightening the cloak on his body, this is a signal, ordering his own people in the dark not to do anything first.
He no longer intends to let Zong Xuan leave alive today, so he arranged for some good hands to be by his side, as long as he gets the [Ba Saber Technique], he will immediately get rid of this little junior brother who makes him sleepless, even if it makes the old guy unhappy.
"Aren't you afraid that if I take something, I'll kill you again?" Huang Minglang raised the cheat book in Yang's hand.
Zong Xuan said indifferently: "Brother, don't you intend to keep your word?"
"Then it depends on whether the younger brother keeps his promise." Huang Minglang stared at Zong Xuan, and he really couldn't see any uneasiness in the other party. After all, I couldn't resist the excitement of this book, looked at the book greedily, and said slowly: "Junior brother, don't try to make any mistakes in the sword technique, if there is something wrong, we two senior brothers will not get along well. See you..."
"Please take a look." Zong Xuan looked at the surrounding scenery indifferently.
Huang Minglang took a few steps back, quickly opened the book in his hand, and read it carefully.
On the book, there are not only detailed drawings of the characters, the operation of the saber technique, and the route of exercise, but also very detailed notes. Obviously, Zong Xuan usually uses this book as a reference for practicing exercises, and has written a lot of his own experience.
Huang Minglang was insane, flipping through pages with red eyes, and from time to time his right hand gestured twice in the void to prove the authenticity of this saber technique.
Really, really.
Huang Minglang fell into a state of extreme excitement.
The only thing in his life that he values more than the important responsibility of being a master is the sword technique. Even if he is reprimanded by Shimen, it is difficult to curb his liking.
It can be said that he is a knife idiot.
It's a pity that due to limited talent, he has at most surpassed the level of his mentor, but it is difficult to make progress. With Shentu Zhenyue's sword manual in hand, it is like opening a window to another world for him. Delighted
"Hahaha... so it is, so it is."
As expected of studying saber techniques assiduously, Huang Minglang couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the beauty, he pulled out his waist saber with a clang, and immediately started dancing on the hillside.
Howling sounded high.
Huang Minglang's body also rose accordingly, and the knife turned around, drawing a circle, and amidst the sound of whimpering, the light of the knife swept across!
The fallen leaves all over the ground flew up, and under the blade light in the air, they turned into leaf powder flying all over the sky.
The flying leaf powder swirled along the saber, and there was a blood-red vortex around Huang Minglang, and it looked like he was bathed in a sea of blood.
[Whirlwind Thirteen Slashes]!
It is indeed extraordinary.
Today, it was even more berserk, and after just such a short period of comprehension, the power has increased by more than 30% compared to usual.
When the body fell, the whole person was already moved to tears.
"I got it, I got it at last."
Huang Minglang trembled his hands and kept turning the pages backwards.
"That's right, it turned out to be like this..."
"So that's the case, no wonder my hard work always fails to achieve what I want."
"If the meridian is operated in this way, my move will be twice as fast!"
…
Huang Minglang quickly flipped through the pages, and reached a third of the book.
It seems that the books have been placed for too long, they have been stained with moisture, or some water has been sprinkled on the pages, making the pages behind them a little sticky.
When Huang Minglang saw the fascinated place, he hurriedly wet his fingers with saliva, and carefully flipped through the pages behind, suddenly unaware of the sneer that appeared at the corner of Zong Xuan's mouth at this time.
After turning through more than ten pages in a row, Huang Minglang felt a slight numbness on the tip of his tongue, and his throat was also uncomfortable, so he coughed twice unnaturally.
At this time, Zong Xuan, who had been wandering far and wide, finally said: "Brother is still too eager."
"Ahem, what do you mean?" Huang Minglang rubbed his throat unnaturally, and looked suspiciously at the little junior in front of him who was completely under his control.
"You're in a hurry." Zong Xuan motioned for Huang Minglang to lick his fingers.
The smile on Huang Minglang's face finally froze, first he was annoyed that the other party was imitating his own habits, then his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the secret book in his hand in disbelief. "You, you... shouldn't you..."
"Yes. Poison on the pages."
ah!
With a roar, Huang Minglang shattered the secret book with his palm.
Zong Xuan smiled and said: "Brother, do you know that this habit of yours is very unhygienic. In order to find out this habit of yours, I have observed you for more than a month. Even when you use the hand to open your buttocks when you go to the toilet , I know all about it. It’s a pity that your toilet is too smelly, otherwise this ‘Sakura Rain God Water’ would have been wiped on the straw paper you use to open your ass.”
"Senior brother may not know, but in order to obtain this 'Sakura Rain Divine Water', I have taken a great risk." Zong Xuan took a deep breath, looked at the Zijin Mountain under the setting sun, and said slowly: "It's also that guy Naive, do you really think that I will obediently hand over the 'Sakura Rain Divine Water' without leaving a drop or two? Brother, do you think that people in the world are all so stupid?"
Zong Xuan smiled, while Huang Minglang's throat was already swollen, and quicksilver-like blood came out of his eye sockets, "You... you... so sinister..."
Zong Xuan shook his head in denial. "Brother is really ruthless. Seeing you today, isn't the brother planning to keep the younger brother here? It's a pity, after you die, the rest of you may not dare to show up, right?"
Huang Minglang's hatred was overwhelming, and he wanted to step forward with a treasured sword, but he could only take two steps, and his body fell limply to the ground uncontrollably, his seven orifices flowed, and there was a rough "heh" and "heh" from his mouth voice, but could not say a word.
As Zong Xuan said, there was the sound of people fleeing from the dense forest in the distance.
Huang Minglang was caught in a trick for no apparent reason, and the masters he arranged naturally did not dare to take risks and come out to chase and kill Zong Xuan.
It's just that if those people didn't look for Zong Xuan, wouldn't Zong Xuan look for them
Even if he doesn't show up, Zong Xuan still knows the most important target - You Daming.
Since we have to do it sooner or later, why not just go and send him back to the west
Zong Xuan smiled slightly, straddled his horse and left.
With a bang, Huang Minglang's swollen body under the tree was smashed to pieces in the astonishing explosion.
A piece of silver under the tree.
Red Horse Brocade Clothes.
Zong Xuan has gone away.
The ancient road is windy, but the sun has set.