The Mausoleum Ruins are the ruins left after the great battle of the ancient monks. Compared with the outside world, it is an independent space. There are many dangers in it, if you don't pay attention, you will die in Huangquan, and your soul will be imprisoned in it. However, there are countless exotic flowers, rare plants, rare treasures and treasures in the mausoleum, so the monks love and hate the mausoleum, and they are jealous.
Because the spiritual fluctuations of the mausoleum are not stable, monks above the golden core stage are not allowed to enter, so the fairy sword conference held every ten years is actually to select qualified disciples to enter the mausoleum that is opened every ten years.
The mausoleum is an important place for the protagonist to upgrade, and it must not be missed. In the original book, the protagonist enters as the number one player in the Immortal Sword Tournament, so Chu Yu naturally didn't dare to let the protagonist suffer any injuries, which would affect his performance, and he came in second.
Having said that, at this time in the original book, the protagonist is at the peak of the early foundation establishment, right? Why did he rush to the late stage of foundation establishment
Chu Yu was deeply depressed.
Back in the small courtyard, before my butt was warm, a sound transmission talisman suddenly flew from far away, and it came to me in an instant. With a wave of Xie Xi's sleeve, he lazily stretched out his hand to stop it, and the sound transmission talisman burned automatically, and Lu Qing'an's voice came out clearly: "Three years have passed, and Yu'er can find someone to accompany him down the mountain. Be careful in everything, and don't be reckless. "
Chu Yu felt a faint headache and couldn't help sighing.
The ogre worm appeared near a city west of Jiaoxia, quite far from the Tianyuan Mountains. There are still two months before the hatching time that was discovered at the beginning, so I have to leave in advance and make preparations.
Just as he was thinking, another sound transmission talisman flew over. Xie Xi was smiling, holding his chin and staring seriously at Chu Yu's dazed look. Seeing that it was coming again, he took it impatiently.
"Please nephew Chu to lead the disciples to Pingyuan Peak quickly."
This is leaving
Chu Yu was surprised for a moment, but fortunately, the things to be prepared are usually ready, and when he was about to wear the sword, he glanced at Xie Xi: "Let's go."
Except for Xie Xi, he didn't intend to take anyone from Yuanchen Peak with him. In the original book, Chu Yu took the third and fourth junior brothers there, but he was the only one who came back alive and was seriously injured.
After being together for three years, Chu Yu was still quite reluctant to let these little cannon fodder brothers go to die.
The disciples of Yuanchen Peak also heard about the monster insects last month. Seeing Chu Yu and Xie Xi ready to go, they hurriedly gathered outside the courtyard, staring at Chu Yu with tears in their eyes. Chu Yu glanced at them, pursed his lips, and said in a cold voice, "These days when I'm away, don't waste your cultivation. If anyone dares to slack off, throw them into the dense forest for three days."
Hearing this familiar threatening words, all the disciples, who were still full of sorrow, couldn't help laughing again, all of them agreed.
The third and fourth junior brothers looked at each other, took a step forward, and said cautiously: "Senior brother, fourth senior brother and I are also at the foundation stage. You and the second senior brother are weak, why not..."
"Stay well on the peak and teach all the juniors." Chu Yu cut off his words, glanced at all the little cannon fodders, and walked out Xun Sheng one step ahead.
Xie Xi also followed Yu Jian, Qing Lingling's eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "I thought the elder brother would agree to them."
Chu Yu laughed: "Brother, you are enough."
As he said that, out of the corner of his eye, he casually glanced at the sword under Xie Xi's feet. The blade of the sword was slender and delicate, and when it was moved, it shimmered like snow. Every disciple of the Closed Gate can enter the Sword Hill of Tianyuanmen to find a saber when he is fifteen years old. Xie Xi entered the Sword Hill last year and pulled out this high-grade fairy sword. The fairy sword has no name, and the sword owner needs to name it himself, but Xie Xi asked Chu Yu for help with a smile.
Chu Yu turned pale with shock, managed to control her facial expression, and named it after the original work—Duanxue.
Although the Duanxue Sword is not well-known now, but in the future, this sword will become famous as the protagonist kills all directions, and people will change their colors when they hear about it.
The point is... the protagonist of the original book used this sword to cut the original body Chu Yu into pieces.
A cold numbness crept up his back, Chu Yu swallowed, not daring to look any further.
There are already many disciples standing on the square of Pingyuan Peak, all of them are the closed disciples of the elders of various caves and other elites, at least there are five or six people in each peak. Seeing that Chu Yu only brought Xie Xi with him, even Song Yuanzhuo was a little surprised.
However, after all, he was not his disciple, so Song Yuanzhuo just glanced at Xie Xi and stopped talking. Chu Yu found a place to stand, and silently looked at his fellow students who wanted to download the dungeon together.
He lived in the cave all year round and rarely showed his face. Looking at it now, no one was familiar with him.
Simply close your eyes and rest your mind, treating everything as nothing.
But although Chu Yu didn't know these colleagues, they knew him. A few disciples not far away stared at Chu Yu for a while, then looked at each other, and walked slowly to Chu Yu: "This is Senior Brother Chu, right?"
Chu Yu opened his eyes, looking lightly at the young men in yellow clothes in front of him.
The colors of the costumes of each peak are different. The yellow costumes... seem to be... Which peak is it from
He had been pretending to be noble and glamorous for a long time, and it seemed natural. Several disciples looked at each other again, thinking that he was too arrogant and didn't want to speak, and apologized and said with a smile: "We are the disciples of Elder Liu in Qingye Peak. Before we arrived, we couldn't find anyone to take the lead. I don't know if Senior Brother Chu would like to..."
"I don't want to." Xie Xi frowned and said in a cold voice.
The chief disciple of Qingye Peak probably didn't come because he was sick, but because he didn't dare to come. The elder didn't say anything, I'm afraid these people's cultivation bases are not very good, they just pulled out to make up a few and hand in hand to die.
Chu Yu casually glanced at these people. There is only one initial stage of foundation building, and the rest are Qi training stages.
It looked like he wanted to find shelter, but besides protecting himself, Chu Yu also wanted to protect Xie Xi unscathed, so he didn't have the energy to cause trouble for himself.
Looking at Xie Xi with relief, the child really understood the language.
"You!" After being flatly rejected, the disciples headed by Qingye Peak turned green and pale, and said angrily, "Senior brother Chu hasn't even spoken yet, why are you interrupting!"
Chu Yu said flatly: "I don't want to."
If you want to survive, protect the protagonist, add a few more people, you just don't want to die. Although he sympathizes with these people, he is not the Holy Father either.
Besides, apart from Yuanchen Peak, there are other peaks to rely on.
"Chu Yu, you..." The disciple gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Are you just going to die like this, disregarding the friendship of the same family?"
Chu Yu looked at him expressionlessly.
"Okay, okay, Chu Yu, you are ruthless, we will remember!"
Several disciples of Qingye Peak waved their sleeves and left with livid faces. Before leaving, their eyes were full of resentment, and they cursed something while walking. Chu Yu could hear clearly, "a dog's eyes look down on people" and "a heart of stone" were endless.
After being speechless for a while, Chu Yu rubbed his chin and looked at Xie Xi suspiciously: "Junior brother, take a look, is there a halo on my head?"
Xie Xi was gloomyly staring at the backs of those people leaving, and subconsciously looked at the top of Chu Yu's head when he heard this, and shook his head in confusion.
"Then why do they take it for granted..." Chu Yu shrugged, and the words "I am the Holy Father" were not written on his face, "If you don't want to die, you can go to the head and make it clear, you don't have to go."
Xie Xi thought about it for a while, and said, "I heard that this time I went down the mountain to exterminate the demonic insects, and the disciples who came back will all get a marrow washing pill and a middle-grade fairy weapon."
Oh, people die for money.
Chu Yu nodded and didn't care anymore.
After waiting for a while, everyone arrived, roughly counting, there were more than 30 people. Song Yuanzhuo stood on the high platform, talked about some trivial matters, and distributed some pills and talismans to the disciples, then waved his hand to signal everyone to leave.
The rich and powerful Chu Yu didn't care about the elixir at all, so he took it carelessly, and then followed his fellow swordsman up to the destination, Yecheng.
Xie Xi followed Chu Yu not too far away, stared at Chu Yu's back silently, followed for a while, and suddenly called: "Senior brother."
Chu Yu turned around.
"I'm tired." Xie Xi waited for Chu Yu to turn around, and immediately retracted the sword, jumped behind Chu Yu and stood firm, stretched out his arms to hug Chu Yu's waist, and said with a smile: "Standing on the brother's sword is the most reassuring. "
Child, have you forgotten the sword falling accident caused by speeding? Are you at ease? Are you at ease? !
Chu Yu gave him a sideways look, thinking that the child was lazy, and rubbed his hair with his backhand, concentrating on fencing the sword.
Of the more than thirty disciples, more than twenty are in the foundation building stage. In order to keep a low profile, Chu Yu deliberately suppressed the aura of cultivation to the middle stage of foundation building, maintaining a less prominent upstream level.
After walking for a while, the distance is neither far nor close, except for occasional whispered words, most of the people are silent. Suddenly, someone said: "Brothers and sisters, this trip is dangerous, but if we are united, we may not be afraid of that monster."
Chu Yu turned his head and saw that the person who was speaking was a handsome young man who looked like a crown of jade. He looked sunny, confident, and righteous. Just now I saw this person standing beside Song Yuanzhuo in the square, he should be Song Yuanzhuo's eldest disciple and the future boss of Tianyuanmen.
This person is not described much in the original book, and it seems that he is another cannon fodder with soy sauce and tragic character. Fortunately, the original owner has a memory. This person is called Song Jingyi. In the original owner's memory, he is a villain with a sweet mouth and a sword.
However, in the eyes of other disciples, Song Jingyi is a well-deserved leader. As soon as he opened his mouth, someone immediately replied, "What's your opinion, Senior Brother Song?"
Song Jingyi smiled slightly: "There are thirty-two people on this trip, and some elders have fewer disciples, so they are weak and easily defeated one by one. Why don't we form a team of four or eight, so that we can take care of each other."
Hmm... It's a good idea to ignore certain things.
Chu Yu thought about it seriously, and seeing that no one objected, he could only make a discordant voice: "Sorry, Senior Brother Song, my junior brother and I will not participate."