C35 The secrets of the five great sects

On the night of the barren mountain, Yan Fengwu and the Sword Spirit were sitting together on two rocks on top of a solitary mountain, roasting flames.

At this time, the mountain wind was blowing gently, and a cold mist was floating around the two of them. Behind them, a bright moon was shining like a huge jade plate, illuminating their faces like cold jade