Chapter 137: Thunderbolt

Jiangnan Perak Church.
Leijiabao.
Leijiabao is a large fortress, with three main halls at the forefront, which are used to welcome guests. After the main hall is the main part of the three halls, divided into the Fire Hall, where the gunpowder is studied inside the door, Tieshan Hall, the place where disciples in the door practice the internal skills of boxing, and the commandment hall that controls the rewards and punishments of the Leimen. After the three halls, there is a large house where the most proud disciple of the Kaminarimon family lives, and around the huge main house in the center, there are small houses with stars falling around, which are different from the solemn and beautiful main house. Short and ordinary, the disciple of Leimen's family lived inside.
Leimen's separated disciples also have the opportunity to receive the teachings of the church, and even many amazing people have appeared in the past ten years. For example, Lei Meng Sha, who shared with Jian Zhong's successor Li Xinyue, "Sword Heart has dreams, sleeps in dreams", such as Lei Bong, who was also known as the two masters of the Lei Men youth generation with his own Lei Yunhe. It was just these two people, one of whom was later ranked as one of the eight pillars of the North Lie Kingdom, commanded the North Li Chinese Army and worshipped the general, but violated Leimen’s ancestral motto of
not joining the army
and was expelled from the family. The other is to abandon the purpose of Leimen's "seal the sword and hang the sword", hit a killing sword, and practiced swords obsessively, almost achieved the name of half a sword fairy, but returned to Leimen inexplicably. Can't get out of retreat for ten years. The names of the two people have become taboos at Lei Men. This has made the disciples of the declining family even more unable to lift their heads in recent years, but the younger disciples of the family have the hope in their hearts. The young man dressed in red is the Leimeng kill or Lei Boom of the generation in their hearts.
"It's just that Brother Wujie has been here for more than half a year, why hasn't he come back?" A teenager in an old cloth and gray clothes was sitting on a stone bench, shaking his feet and thinking annoyedly.
"When I was learning boxing in this school these few days, I heard from the seniors that Brother Wujie seemed to have gone to Xueyue City." A young and older teenager answered.
"Xueyue City? Isn't that the first city in the rivers and lakes? Even our Leijiabao is just a member of the Xueyue City Alliance. Brother Wu Jie only said that he went to visit Xueyue City. "The eyes of a young girl with horned braids and elven energy lit up.
"Not only went to Xueyue City, but it is said that Brother Wujie stepped up to the sixteenth floor of the Dengtian Pavilion, and met on the fifteenth floor..." The elder boy suddenly stopped and did not go. Said next.
"What happened? Tell me!" The gray-clothed boy said anxiously.
"Yeah, say it!" The girl tugged his sleeve.
"Lei Yunhe." The older boy lowered his throat. Those disciples of his own family did not dare to say this name easily, and he could only lower his voice desperately.
"Lei Yunhe!" The gray-clothed boy exclaimed, "Didn't it mean that he was already dead!"
"Keep your voice down." The elder boy reached out his hand and knocked on his head, and looked around vigilantly, only to find a man in white fur appeared at the end of the long street.
It is now late summer and early autumn, and the weather still has the heat of summer. The three of them are still wearing thin singles, but the person in front of them is wearing fur. It was a fur made of white tiger skin. It was extremely precious. It was a top-grade warmth in winter, but at this moment, it was unspeakably strange. The man was very thin, and he was shrunk in the tiger furrow. His eyes were sunken. He coughed lightly as he walked, and his whole body seemed to be full of chills.
The three of them glanced at each other, and immediately knelt on the ground in terror, shaking all over.
Although this person is very strange in dress and looks strange, it is not strange to them at all. When Lei Jiabao was resisting the invasion of the Demon Cult, a disciple of Leimen and the Elder Youbing of the Demon Cult shot him to death after three times. As a result, he became famous, but at the same time he fell into an incurable cold poison. This person's name is Lei Qianhu, the current owner of Leijiapu.
"Big... big boss!" They managed to utter these words.
Lei Qianhu didn't look at them, and gently closed his sleeves, walked past them, pushed the door into a small courtyard nearby.
The courtyard was empty, there was nothing but a small swing in the middle, which was swaying. At the end of the courtyard, there was a bench, and a middle-aged man in a gray robe was lying there, holding a book and watching quietly.
"I'm reading every time I come here. What's so good. Is there the peerless swordsmanship you want in the book?" Lei Qianhu's voice was low and dumb, as if it were tearing and terrifying.
"Ru Jianxian read the book for decades, then handed out a sword casually, and he became a sword immortal. How can you say that there is no swordsmanship in the book?" The gray-robed man's voice was very gentle, full of gentleness. .
"If you hadn't known you since childhood, I really thought you had become a good student who studied hard." Lei Qianhu walked to the gray-robed man and sat down on the stone bench next to him.
"Why do you have time to see me today?" The man in gray robes put down the book and asked.
"Come and tell you a few things you care about." Lei Qianhu said slowly.
"What I care about? I only care about how to practice that peerless sword and overwhelm the stinky Taoist of Qingcheng Mountain." The gray-robed man curled his lips.
"Trust me, you must be very concerned about the things I want to say." Lei Qianhu let out a cold breath, "The first thing, your apprentice broke into the Dengtian Pavilion a few months ago and found it. Lei Yunhe hiding in Xueyue City, and also helped him to re-enter the Xiaoyaotian realm and return to the rivers and lakes. I didn’t believe it, but news came from Qingcheng Mountain not long ago. Lei Yunhe went up the mountain to fight Zhao Yuzhen alone. , This time it was a tie, which is considered to have restored the dignity of the year."
"Then the servant is finally willing to show up?" The man in the gray robe raised his eyebrows, "Then, is he coming back to grab the spot with you?"
"If he wants to, it's the best." Lei Qianhu made a fist with his right hand, placed it on his lips, and coughed heavily, "I don't know if I can hold on for a few more years."
"Don't worry, with my medical skills, you can't die. Lei Yunhe is not interested in the position of the head. If he really becomes the head, Lei Jiabao will be over." The gray-robed man smiled. "Speaking of which, how is my apprentice?"
"Your apprentice has left Xueyue City recently, and is probably going back to Leijiabao." Lei Qianhu said.
"Conscientious, I know that I will come back to see his master." The gray-robed man nodded.
"After he left Xueyue City, one of them also left."
"Who?"
"Xueyue sword fairy Li Hanyi."
"What?" The gray-robed man jumped off the bench and said in surprise, "Come to Leijiapu too?"
"Maybe, maybe not." Lei Qianhu said quietly.
"Can you finish talking in one go?" The gray-robed man said helplessly.
"Because the whole arena was spreading not long ago, Zhao Yuzhen went down the mountain. Although Qingcheng Mountain was silent on this, some people witnessed that the three thousand horsemen under the city were beaten and turned over."
The gray-robed man was stunned, "Zhao Yuzhen, is he also down the mountain?"
"Yes. Even the Dao Sword Immortal has gone down the mountain. How did you practice your peerless swordsmanship that would crush the sword immortal?"
The gray-robed man seemed to have gone away, looking into the distance, and muttered after a long time: "Could it be that this time, I am still too late?"