The battle with the Demon Sect has reached the point where every second counts.
Especially now that the Demon Sect is dormant and Fengyi Pavilion is disturbing the world.
Undoubtedly, the purpose of the Demon Sect is to let the two major powers of Baidao led by Fengyi Pavilion and Lingyun Palace consume themselves in the confrontation, and when the world is in chaos and people are exhausted, they will make a one-off strike to unify the world.
At that time, even if the Devil's Gate is notorious, under the mentality of the people all over the world who are tired of fighting, it is very likely to accept that the Devil's Gate will quell the chaos in the world.
What the Demon Sect thinks, thinks, and does can be described as extremely far-reaching.
After two hundred years of calculation and layout, I believe that the Demon Sect does not lack low-level killers. What they really lack are general-level talents like Liu Yu. It's a pity that Momen's whereabouts are weird. If one of Momen's six or more figures can be found and assassinated, then the blow to Momen will be indescribable.
Ye Qingxuan lay comfortably on his back in the luxury oxcart pulled by "Little Devil Cow" Ah Qing, with the most comfortable pillow he could find, with a big glass full of wine on his chest. No matter how bumpy the bullock cart was, the water and wine in the glass did not splash out, not even the slightest ripple.
Ye Qingxuan didn't even move, he looked like a dead person, and Yu Yu never even opened his eyes.
Mei Yinxue was sitting beside her, stroking the sword her father had left for her, her eyes were shining with light that had never been seen before.
Ye Qingxuan sighed secretly, Mei Yinxue still couldn't pass the hurdle of family affection, even though his tenderness melted the ice in her heart, the scars on her heart have always been difficult to heal, it was sealed with ice before , but now, Mei Yinxue, who has enjoyed love, is bleeding all the time in the face of the lost family affection.
Ye Qingxuan suddenly took a deep breath, the wine glass on his chest was immediately sucked by him, and the full glass of wine was also sucked into his mouth by him with a "gurgle", and it went into his stomach.
He exhaled again, and the wine glass immediately returned to its original place.
Mei Yinxue, who hadn't looked at Ye Qingxuan all this time, let out a snort, and smiled charmingly, and said in a faint voice, "When did you learn this lazy drinking method? If you continue like this, I'm afraid that within a few years, you won't even bother to move your fingers, and you will eventually become a big fat man... "
With a finger of Ye Qingxuan's right hand, a line of wine suddenly came out from the wine jar next to it, and it fell straight into the wine glass, no more, no less, just filling the glass, and said lazily, "Will I become a big fat man?" I don't care, anyway, there are only a few days of leisure like this, if you don't take advantage of this time to be lazy, when will you wait?"
Mei Yinxue looked at Ye Qingxuan quietly, and asked, "Why? Want to go back to the world so soon?"
"When will the fighting in the world stop? Originally, I still had a little expectation for this bloody arena, but seeing so many people I know fell in front of me, it was really enough. I am so afraid that one day I will suffer, and the person who will be hurt will be me caring relatives."
Mei Yinxue turned her head, touched the edge of the sword in her hand again, and softly said: "I know that feeling, I know..."
"So I will never let that feeling appear on any of us." Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he said with great confidence.
Mei Yinxue nodded, and said: "I know. Ever since I saw that sword you made, I know that you can do it."
Ye Qingxuan sighed, he practiced hard for half a year, and finally practiced the sure-killing sword to the point where it can be sent and received freely, and someone will die when he moves it.
Ye Qingxuan looked at the boundless spring scenery outside the window, and asked solemnly: "Where are we?"
Huyan Yunzhu's voice sounded outside: "Master, we just passed Jianchang Mansion yesterday. We will soon arrive at the 'Wuyizhuang' where the 'Sage of Arms' Yang Bozhan, the old hero Yang Bozhan."
"Oh? Wuyizhuang." Ye Qingxuan murmured to himself, quite emotional. Back then, he went south to the lost eight counties to participate in the unicorn club held by Wei Xiaotian, the "Southern Heaven and One Dragon". It has been more than a few years since Longshan Villa was married to Jinlan.
The young man who was ignorant back then is now a twenty-one-year-old youth.
Although it sounds young, Ye Qingxuan has been a little tired of memory due to so many things he has experienced, and he forgot about it.
But when encountering impressive things, those dusty memories will still clearly come to mind.
Back then, the beloved disciple of the "Sage of the Arm" Yang Bozhan died mysteriously on the way to the meeting. It was a public case back then. He also studied martial arts by himself. Although he is old, he has broken through the original realm and stepped into the ranks of masters in the late innate stage.
"Is Old Hero Yang at home now?"
Before Huyan Yunzhu could answer, Gui Biesheng, the gossip eater next to him, scrambled to answer, "Old man, then Old Yang is at home. The third boy in his family wrote to him last time, saying that the third daughter-in-law added to him again." I got a pair of big fat grandsons, hey, twins, they are all boys, this old man is happy, and he is still talking around, this time he said he is going home to take care of his life, and he will be comfortable and comfortable for a few years."
There is nothing this guy doesn't know about the big and small things up and down Kunwu Mountain, and all kinds of gossip.
Ye Qingxuan smiled calmly, and said lightly: "Hero Yang is nearly one hundred and four years old, and it's time to enjoy this family happiness."
"Let's go. Since we pass by here, as a junior, we should pay a visit."
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Wuyizhuang in the southeast of Shu is not a well-known place in the world, but it is well-known in Shu.
This Wuyizhuang is a paradise jointly established by "Arm Sage" Yang Bozhan and five brothers who are righteously married to Jinlan.
Except for the boss who is the "Sage of Arms" Yang Bozhan, the other four are the second child "Poshanquan" Xu Ping, the third child "Gouyun Sword" Feng Dingshu, the fourth child "Judge Pen" Shi Yiyuan, and the fifth child "Xiao Bo" legs" Miao Fengxiang.
The five brothers were all in the Xiantian realm back then, and the five brothers worked together, and their prestige was extremely high.
But the moon has its ups and downs, and the moon's waxing and waning. Decades ago, the third, fourth, and fifth of the five brothers passed away one after another. The "sage" Yang Bozhan and the second child "Poshanquan" Xu Ping maintained the prestige of Wuyi Village.
Due to the special geographical conditions of Shuzhou, the entire Great Basin is like a kingdom that hides from the world. It has its own martial arts system and its own disputes.
There are endless battles in Shuzhou, but the martial arts people in Shuzhou are united in the same hatred and hatred to the outside world.
They don't expand their power outwards, but it is impossible for external forces to infiltrate Shuzhou.
Shushan Sword League, Guxia Mountain, Yunyin Mountain, Yanjing Mountain, Yaoqu Mountain, Fengzhu Mountain, Yankong Mountain, the six major sword sects combined into one faction is actually the product of the integration of martial arts in Shuzhou for thousands of years.
Wuyizhuang is well-known in the local area, and after simply inquiring about it, they got detailed instructions.
It was noon when the group arrived at "Wuyizhuang".
The original happy mood was suddenly shattered when they arrived at the gate of the villa, because there were not many happy smiles at the villa surrounded by weeping willows, but paper ashes flying all over the courtyard, and plain banners hanging all over the wall, showing A funeral scene!
Judging from the filial demeanor of the whole village, the hearts of Ye Qingxuan and the others were already beating faster. After further questioning, they found out that the deceased was the owner of the village, the elder they were going to visit on this trip. Holy" Yang Bozhan.
Moreover, according to Dai Xiaozhuang Ding who inquired about it, the old hero Yang had passed away for more than ten days. In the past few days, many people and famous people in Shuzhou have come to express their condolences. "Broken Mountain Fist" Xu Ping led Yang Bozhan's three sons to personally receive the guests who came to express their condolences.
In addition, Xu Ping, the "Breaking Mountain Fist", also invited several old friends of the five elders to entertain the guests together. Among them, the two who attracted the most attention were the very famous "Eagle Stick" in Shuzhou. Taoist Shihe of Lianyi Mountain and Laojun Mountain Dingfeng Temple.
Both of these two are famous contemporary artists, and they have rarely appeared in the arena in recent years, so they suddenly came to the hanging ceremony, everyone was surprised.
What's weird is that all the people invited to the funeral of the "Sage of the Arm" Yang Bozhan were heroes from Shuzhou, not a single hero from other places. They didn't even invite them here, it's a bit strange for the Yang family to do things.
Guibiesheng couldn't help muttering: "This old Yangtou's family is doing something wrong. After all, they are also the guest elders of our Kunwu Academy, and they are also respected seniors in the academy. Why didn't they even invite Kunwu to the funeral after his death? Shan participated, and didn't even send a notification, what does that mean?"
Ye Qingxuan was silent and did not answer.
At this time, a guest from Dai Xiaozhuang came to ask questions, Ye Qingxuan's heart was moved, he did not explain the identity of the Kunwu sect, he just pretended to be a junior in martial arts, and heard that the old man Yang returned to his life, so he came here to pay homage!
There are many martial arts people who have come to mourn these days, and Zhuang Ke also knows that the mourners may not have seen Yang Bozhan himself, and there are not a few people who come here for fame. This is an unwritten rule in the martial arts, so he didn't have many After making inquiries, he got up and led everyone to worship.
The four of Ye Qingxuan and his party, in order not to attract attention, were dressed very low-key, especially Mei Yinxue even covered her face with a light veil, covering her peerless appearance, so they did not cause a sensation.
Zhuang Ding led him to the mourning hall, while Ye Qingxuan inquired, only to find out that Yang Bozhan was suddenly assassinated by an assassin more than ten days ago when he was taking a test for his grandchildren's homework. .
When Ye Qingxuan and the others heard this, they couldn't help but secretly startled, subconsciously linking it with the recent death of Jiang Tao, the leader of the Great River League.
Could it be that the Demon Sect counterattacked and cut off the wings of the White Dao forces first
With a mind full of questions, Ye Qingxuan and the others stepped into the mourning hall.
Plain curtains and white candles, a solemn scene, the coffin has been covered, and it seems that it has been buried.
Ye Qingxuan and his entourage held incense and offered sacrifices. Next to him, Yang Bozhan's three sons, dressed in filial piety, bowed their hands in salute with sad faces.
At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the door, and a mighty old man broke into the mourning hall, and after seeing the big characters "Yang Gongbo Zhan Eternal" hanging above the mourning hall, he let out a whimper. With a scream, he rushed straight to the coffin, helped the coffin and cried loudly: "Brother Yang, it's really you, why did you just leave like that?"
Seeing the old man crying so bitterly, everyone was taken aback, they didn't expect this old man to be so wild and unrestrained, he went straight to the mourning hall and yelled loudly.
But after Ye Qingxuan looked at the old man, he was taken aback, and muttered in a low voice: "Eh? It's 'Nantian Yilong' Mr. Wei Xiaotian, who has arrived. It seems that the Yang family didn't invite them, and it might be for nothing. Haven't arrived..."
As soon as the "Southern Dragon" Wei Xiaotian appeared, Yang Bozhan's three sons looked at each other at a loss and looked at each other. In the end, the boss Yang Wenzhao sighed, stepped forward and bowed his hands and said, "Uncle Wei, My condolences and condolences, my father, my father..."
When it came to the end, Yang Wenzhao was teary and speechless.
And Wei Xiaotian, who was crying loudly, jumped up when he heard the other party's words, and asked emphatically, "Okay, okay, your wings are hard, Brother Yang passed away, and you don't even have a funeral post?" Send this old man a piece of paper, I only found out about this big event when my friends in Shuzhou told me about it. Okay, I won’t talk to you juniors, what about your second uncle? Where is that bastard Xu Ping?”