Xiaobai and Xiaohei wandered around in the mountains for who knows how many days. After they were crazy enough, they came back with a few wild animals to see their master and brother. The four masters and apprentices had no shortage of food and drink in the winter, so the laughter in the hall stopped.

Absolutely.

Li Xiuyuan, who had nothing to do, thought over and over again that he could not combine the two swords into one.

Xiaobai was caught by him and was sitting at the long table practicing the piano. This was a painful thing for Xiaobai.

Fortunately, Li Xiujiao would not spoil him and let him go further and further on the road of learning piano.

The reason he gave was that he gave the guqin to Xiaobai when he left.

He originally hoped that Xiaobai would be an obedient sister, but he didn't expect that this idiot would transform into a naughty younger brother.

In the Shenlong Valley, I just studied hard for two years and then refused to work hard anymore.

Long Qingfeng was so angry that there was nothing he could do to him.

Fortunately, Li Xiuyuan arrived, and the old man handed Xiaobai over to his brother for training.

Xiao Hei is the happiest these days, lying on the table and drinking tea with his master every day.

Under the training of his elder brother, and with the help of Li Xiuyuan who would play a piece of music for him from time to time, Xiaobai learned by analogy and gained a deeper and deeper understanding of the Tao of the piano.

With a master of the piano like Li Xiuyuan giving guidance, Xiaobai had no choice but to calm down and practice hard. His progress was astonishing, and he saw his piano skills becoming more and more familiar.

Listening to the sound of the piano coming from the main hall, Li Xiuyuan felt something in his heart in the wind and snow.

In his opinion, Xiaobai will be able to vaguely see the threshold of Qindao in a few years, although Xiaobai is still a little playful at the moment.

But he is also much quieter than Xiao Hei, and he is a child of practicing Qin Dao.

Long Qingfeng was also very satisfied with the practice of the two brothers. For him, Xiaobai entered the Qin Dao, so that the future practice of the master and the disciple would not be boring.

…

In the blink of an eye, half of the long winter has passed.

I don’t know how many days I waited, and I don’t know how many people were sent to inquire, but the Great Elder still had no news about his nephew.

There was no news about the killers sent to follow Xiao Hei.

This made him very uneasy, and he even wondered if his nephew was killed by the ancient blue dragon?

The killer he sent to follow Xiao Hei didn't return, so he put the account on Long Qingfeng's head.

It wasn't until he personally went out and found the proprietress and the waiter at the Luoshui City Inn that he realized that there was a passing young man Jian Zhan pretending to be the shopkeeper.

It can be deduced from this that even if there is no news about his nephew.

But the killer he sent to follow Xiao Hei died at the hands of a fourteen or five-year-old boy.

His nephew died, and the killer he sent died because the soul lamp they left in the Dragon Valley had been extinguished.

"Don't let me find you!" the great elder said bitterly.

Even if he has no way to deal with the killers he sends, he can trace the aura of his own nephew through secret methods.

Whenever he sees the murderer of his nephew, he can identify it by smell.

As winter deepens, the sky becomes increasingly gloomy, and Shenlong Valley is shrouded in thick snow and fog.

Long Yu, the great elder who returned to the valley, felt a little sentimental, partly because of his nephew and partly because of the monks who had been following him.

However, Xiao Hei, the disciple he sent to follow Long Qingfeng, lost his life.

Sentiment and uneasiness are not the emotions that he, who is about to become a powerful Valley Master, should have.

Even without the Dragon Sword, he decided to forcibly ascend to the position of Valley Master after the beginning of spring. Because even if he expressed his intention to become the Valley Master, Long Qingfeng had no objection.

This is the greatest good news for him.

Even if the old man insists on not casting the Dragon Sword for him, it will not affect his authority in the Dragon Valley.

At this moment, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook slightly. It was his intuition as a monk in the Mahayana realm, and it was also the keen sense of smell he had gained through many deaths.

As the pinnacle expert in the Shenlong Valley, he is also one of the most powerful and terrifying leaders in the Shenlong Valley, but he is not a real god, so his cough cannot make the earth tremble.

He quietly looked at the Shenlong Valley under the setting sun, then turned and walked into his main hall.

In the main hall, someone was waiting for him in the station room.

Waiting for him is the dying butler. After losing Shenhai, the butler is like a dead branch in winter, and may fall to the cold wind at any time.

The white hair and the housekeeper already have the aura of death on their bodies.

The Great Elder Long Yu looked at the housekeeper in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

He said leisurely: "I told you to rest at home. Why did you come to me again if you have nothing to do? What should I do if it hurts your body?"

The housekeeper shook his head, the corner of his mouth trembled, and said softly: "Long Qingfeng, a strange young man came here. He came in autumn and hasn't left yet."

With a bang, the great elder was instantly ignited and said: "Have you seen clearly what that boy looks like? If he is that boy, he is seeking death if he dares to appear in front of me like this!"

At this time, he thought of his missing men and dead nephew.

The housekeeper shook his head and said: "Since he dares to come, he is naturally not afraid of death, and in my opinion, he must be relying on Long Qingfeng to support him."

After coughing twice, the old man took a breath and said, "None of us looked carefully. The little guy was very careful and almost never left the hall."

Long Yu's expression became colder and he said quietly: "That's great. I'll meet Long Qingfeng tomorrow and ask him what he wants to do."

In his opinion, he originally didn't want to break up with Long Qingfeng before ascending to the throne of Valley Master.

But if it was related to his nephew's life-and-death hatred and the disappearance of his subordinates, he would not hesitate to break up with Long Qingfeng right now.

He has endured it for so long that he now wants to rush into the great hall deep in the Divine Dragon Valley and have a battle with Long Qingfeng.

However, to the manager's surprise, Long Yu suppressed his anger, thought for a while and said, "Take a rest for a day and go find him tomorrow."

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Do you want to send someone to keep an eye on that hall?"

"No, since he has arrived at Shenlong Valley, can he still fly out?"

Long Yu shook his head, lit the stove on the table with a wave of his hand, picked up a pot of snow water and put it on it.

…

Long Qingfeng, who was sitting quietly in the main hall, sighed softly.

From the moment Great Elder Long Yu stepped into the Divine Dragon Valley, he had a bad premonition.

Shushen Valley, which has been peaceful for several months, is finally going to cause a storm. And his eldest disciple will be the protagonist of this storm.

"Finally, are you here?"

The sarcastic smile on the old man's face turned into a faint self-mockery, because Li Xiuyuan said that he had to settle his grudges with Shenlong Valley by himself, even if he had to pay the price with his life.

The price of life?

When the old man thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh. After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Xiaobai who was playing the piano seriously and said nothing.

Originally, he wanted to postpone this storm until spring.

Unexpectedly, because the great elder returned from an outing, the four masters and disciples had to prepare for what was about to happen.

What reassured him was that Xiao Hei had completely washed away the dragon's body. Even if he stood in front of a group of elders in the Dragon Valley, no one could see through his true nature.

Xiao Hei, who was lying on the table, saw his master suddenly frowning and felt bad. He couldn't help but flap his wings and flew towards the stone flat behind the main hall.

In the wind and snow, Li Xiuyuan replaced the bamboo sword in his hand with the Samsara Sword. He wanted to make the mountain-like pressure even greater.

Xiao Hei fluttered over and flew onto his shoulder, looked at him and said, "Brother, the master seems to be angry."

When Li Xiuyuan, who was closing his eyes, heard this, he couldn't help but gently shake off the snow all over his body.

He murmured to himself: "That's not possible, is it going to rain in Shenlong Valley?"

Xiao Hei didn't listen to Mingyue, looked at him and said, "Brother, you are wrong, it's snowing now."

Taking out a handkerchief, Li Xiuyuan wiped the Samsara Sword clean and put it away.

Turning around and walking into the main hall, he explained to Xiao Hei: "The rain I'm talking about is not the snow in the Dragon Valley."

Xiao Hei was stunned and burst into laughter.

Back in the main hall, Xiaobai had put away his guqin and was sitting at the long table drinking tea with Long Qingfeng.

Long Qingfeng looked at Li Xiuyuan who walked in and said softly: "The Great Elder has returned to Shenlong Valley. He has been waiting for more than half a year. I think his patience is almost worn out."

Li Xiuyuan picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

Looking at Long Qingfeng, he said: "What is supposed to come will come. The purpose of coming to Shenlong Continent is for this day."

With the experience under the Bamboo Peak of the Xuanwu Continent, his master Long Qingfeng protected him, and there was no old Taoist priest who was elusive.

Although Li Xiuyuan could not defeat the opponent, he never thought of relying on his master to kill the opponent.

He just hoped that at the moment when he couldn't survive it, a fire of nirvana would rise in the Dragon Valley.

In this way, after completing the sixth transformation of his Phoenix Nirvana body in the Shenlong Continent, it is estimated that after passing through the tribulation, he can follow Xiao Hei back to the Barbarian World, or build the Heavenly Domain.

Thinking of this, he even felt a little excited and a little bit couldn't wait.

Resisting the trembling of his hands, he gently placed the teacup on the table.
To be continued...