So where is Ye Xiaobei at this time
As the last direct descendant of the Ye family in Shushan, the 22-year-old Ye Xiaobei has a low cultivation level, but not bad aptitude. It's a pity that the Wen family has not produced a Daoist heir for two generations, and it is even worse than the Xuanyuan family. And the glories of yesteryear.
Wen Guanjing of the same status, at the age of 22, was already in the middle stage of Qi training, and led monks from special departments to run around the world. And Ye Xiaobei, at the age of twenty-two, was still living in a dead house deep in the mountains. The Ye family is not rich even if they are not serious, Ye Xiaobei took a network cable into the mountains, and usually never interacts with others except for soaking in pots, the people of Quyi know him because of the friendship on the Internet.
Such an otaku was willing to come out of the mountains thanks to Ye Xiaobei's far-sighted grandma. Grandma Ye said that as long as he can go to Tongtian Tower for a walk, she will officially pass on the "White Rainbow Sword" that the Ye family has passed down for many generations to him.
Many otaku's hobby is cute girls, and Ye Xiaobei is no exception. After the Cultivation Watch tribe exposed Li Xi'er's photo, the former "Junior Sister Li" and now "Sister Li" have become the dream lover of many young monks, and Ye Xiaobei is no exception... But the dead house also knows that even The average cute girl also needs an advantage.
Worldly money? I have never heard of a few missing.
Power? ... Hey, cultivators are obsessed with power, how can they concentrate on cultivating? Not everyone is Minister Chen Yun.
Family background? Two generations ago, the Ye family could still be called a family of cultivators, with a rich background, but now, the tiger who had his teeth pulled out, Shushan Wenye, the Ye family has long since lost the qualification to be compared with the Wen family, and this will naturally pass.
As for appearance, if Ye Xiaobei dresses up well, he can be regarded as a sunny boy when he is pulled out. He will definitely make a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl go crazy. But this is not the secular world, it is the world of comprehension. With his appearance, he really caught a lot of people.
So when Ye Xiaobei heard that it was the "White Rainbow Sword", he took the initiative to unplug the network cable and move out of the door without thinking about it. The Shushan faction has long since been torn apart. The two largest branches in the past were the Ye family and the Wen family. The Wen family inherited the "Qing Ni Sword", and the Ye family is the "White Rainbow Sword"—this is a magic weapon above rank five. According to legend, it is Second grade, true or false is unknown, but Ye Xiaojiji really desires it.
Strong force is the confidence of a man! The dead house Ye Xiaobei Dayi Lingran followed the brigade to the Tongtian Tower, and because of the imminent situation, he was timid, fearing that he would encounter a difficult hurdle with someone with a high cultivation level, so he took the initiative to choose the round list.
The God of Tongtian Pagoda, let Ye Xiaobei get what he wanted, and went to a place that couldn't be safer.
If you are thirsty, you can get water, if you are hungry, you can have food, and you can't be more carefree. Of course, if there is no phantom of the flying phoenix in the corner of the eye, Ye Xiaobei's trial days in the Tongtian Tower will be really comfortable.
What kind of wooden ancestor, what gossip thousands of years ago, Ye Xiaobei thought at first that he stepped on dog shit and got lucky to meet the legacy of his predecessors, these are all inheritances!
Senior, do you have a super skill that can build a foundation in one year and ascend for a hundred years? ... No, Xu Ying faintly felt his eyebrows twitching.
Senior, there must be a panacea that is worth a hundred years of hard work, right? ... The foundation is not stable, and the later in the practice, it becomes more like sailing against the current, Xu Ying patiently comforts her.
Well, stop talking, I know you didn't. Senior, you should always remember your cave before your ascension, right? Ye Xiaobei was full of anticipation. Isn't the serial novel on the forum written like this
Soon Ye Xiaobei knew that the writers of the dead house cultivators on the forum were talking nonsense. The gossip that Xu Ying wanted to talk about had nothing to do with skills, let alone inheritance. The daughter of the door, Sifan, is that the black bear spirit turned out to be extremely beautiful, or it was the scorpion spirit who took a bath and the demons went to peek at it and was discovered by her husband... Such gossip is still fresh to hear one or two things. Talking in a transvestite tone for a few days, and every piece of gossip is evidence of phantom narcissism, Ye Xiaobei is going crazy.
Regardless of his predecessors and inheritance, he slapped the walls around him and wanted to get out.
Xuying shook his head and shook his head: "This time I really won't lie to you, the ancestor will tell you about the adventures in Penglai Xianshan in the past..."
Ye Xiaobei bumped his head against the wall, refused to listen, firmly refused to listen.
Xu Ying felt a little helpless, "The world is getting worse, the young people nowadays are really impatient. Well, I will give you the most precious thing of the ancestor."
Ye Xiaobei's eyes lit up, and Xu Ying took out a green glowing object for him. A book made of leaves? Maybe you know his surname is Ye, so you should tease him deliberately, Ye Xiaobei yelled, Xu Ying was out of breath:
"I don't know what's good!"
Ye Xiaobei was kicked against the wall, but this time he didn't hit the wall, he passed through completely—the phantom handed over the leaf tree, forced a smile, and disappeared in a puff of green smoke.
It was originally a lingering remnant attached to the classics, and over the millennia, it had its own consciousness. It’s just that the classics are precious and cannot be buried forever in the different-dimensional space of the Tongtian Tower. If the classics are handed over, they will only be turned into green smoke... Hey, this little human monk is really impatient. He didn't listen to the trip.
...
Ye Xiaobei fell to the ground with a slap, and the leaf book in his hand flew out. After he fell dizzy, he was even more surprised when he looked up to see so many people. Most homeboys are sullen and unaccustomed to the attention of everyone. Ye Xiaobei got up submissively and saw the legendary Uncle Lin staring at him too brightly, which made him very uncomfortable.
It's rare to be lectured by that transgressive phantom, and become handsome? Ye Xiaobei secretly rejoiced in his heart, only to realize that Uncle Lin was staring at the leaf book under his feet.
Lin Luoran almost wept with joy at this moment, what kind of mood was lost and found again, even the banshee who was alienated from the crowd, was surprised and happy.
"Wood Essence Classics!" The modifier of this sentence is that this is the Wooden Essence Classics lost from her hands, a green vine came out of her hand, and Yang Lisha fished it in her hands.
Everyone looked at Ye Xiaobei with envious eyes, and he became even more uneasy that this kid had fallen on him. Qu Yiren, the only acquaintance, patted him on the shoulder, "Xiaobei, you are so lucky!"
Lucky what? Ye Xiaobei hadn't recovered from the dizziness from the fall, and the platform shook violently again. Of course, the Tongtian Tower will not collapse, it is full of people, and everyone who returned from the checkpoint was thrown out by the Tongtian Tower without mercy.
Lin Luoran hugged Xiao Qinghu and grabbed Xiao Jin, afraid of leaving the two little guys in Tongtian Tower and getting lost in the chaotic time and space.
Father Lin jumped off the skeleton boat earlier, Yuan also thought about it, and grabbed the mast of the boat. If no one is kept inside, this boat is a good thing, and it should be thrown out with him.
Even Mr. Guo and Mr. Mu held on to the two horses—they said they had gone to another world for a while, and the only two remaining horses were witnesses.
The ground shook for a while, and everyone was trapped in the sand.
There are two untended date palms by the river, and this is where everyone steps into the Tower of Babel. The majestic tower has disappeared, and the crystal ball has sunk into the ground again.
Aside from being completely dizzy from the fall, there are still a group of locals who are armed with powerful weapons but in tatters and point their guns at them. The younger generation can't help but look at Lin Luoran—Uncle, what should we do now
The little leader of a certain militant group in Iraq, his lips were trembling under his beard.
They got a tip that a fat sheep from a tour group was missing... Since it was missing in the desert, wouldn't it be whoever found it? They searched the vicinity for many days, and almost went to the river to fish for the corpse. They were about to give up, but this team of Huaxia people fell from the sky.
We just want to grab some food and clothing, well, add some gold jewelry at most, you don’t have to fall like this to scare people, right? The outlook on life and the world of the armed little chieftains have all been impacted.
He collapsed under the indifferent stare with Lin Luoran, threw the machine gun in his hand into the yellow sand, tremblingly took out the gold jewelry hidden in his belt, and offered it with both hands, his subordinates followed suit.
Uncle Lin's aura is so strong that many people stare at him.
After Ye Xiaobei listened to a few explanations from Quyi people, his otaku head was in a mess, and he somewhat understood the meaning of finding the leaf book, stuffed pie, a big piece of stuffed pie.
After Mu Lao and Guo Lao murmured for a while, Mu Lao handed over the "Druid Heart" worn by the silver chain to Lin Luoran.
"Senior..." This may contain the information of Tongtian Tower, how precious it is.
Mr. Mu waved his hand: "I can't rest assured if I leave it to you. You are a good boy with a cold face and a warm heart. We all see the care of the younger generation... First of all, you have prolonged the life of Lao Guo for many years. No problem, two, the old man has gained a little, I'm afraid he will have to retreat to seek a breakthrough, and he has no time to examine this druid's heart carefully."
The gentle druid heart was handed over to Lin Luoran, the goddess of the forest in Greek mythology. Such a treasure is more like a burden than a pie to Lin Luoran.