The southern border of the Great Qin Dynasty, Yunwu Mountain.
Looking down from above the clouds, the vast land is shrouded in morning mist, with only majestic, delicate or precipitous mountain peaks emerging from under the clouds. The land is vast and there are many mountains.
Early in the morning, a long queue formed at the foot of the mountain. Families within a radius of thousands of miles rushed to send their children, hoping to pass the test and join the Yunwu Sect with a long tradition. This opportunity comes once a year and no one wants to miss it.
Just when people were anxiously looking forward to it, a ragged little beggar suddenly came from the outside. He did not join the people's queue and walked straight to the mountain gate of Yunwu Sect.
"Who is it, stop!"
Two Yunwu Sect disciples roared over on flying swords and coldly blocked the little beggar's way. The spotless white standard robes on their bodies and the golden flying swords at their feet made everyone envious. The faces of the two disciples became more and more arrogant and proud, and their expressions were high. Being able to join the Yunwu Sect and become a monk is a one-in-a-million opportunity.
The little beggar continued to walk forward, but he turned a blind eye to the two monks who were regarded by others as gods who should not be offended.
The two Yunwu Sect disciples became angry, and the flying swords under their feet trembled and erupted with fierce murderous intent. The people in the long queue all shuddered and shrank their heads, but the little beggar continued to walk forward.
"What's going on?" A woman in red who was half a head taller than an ordinary person walked over. She had a hot figure. The two breasts on her chest were bigger than the two of women of the same age. She jumped like a little white rabbit when she walked. It seemed like he was about to burst out of his clothes. The hips are big, but the waist is so thin that you can hold it with one hand.
"Miss, this little beggar is causing trouble and wants to force his way into our mountain gate!" The two disciples who looked proud just now quickly bowed and saluted, not daring to show any slights in front of the woman in red, Zhu Sijia.
"Bold!" Zhu Sijia, a woman in red, was also angry and flew to block the little beggar's way. Her pretty face was covered with a layer of frost and she looked murderous.
The little beggar raised his head and said nothing.
I saw that his facial features were not very handsome, but the more I looked at him, the more attractive he became. He had a maturity and calmness that others of his age did not have. The key is a pair of eyes, which are deep and indifferent, seeming to have experienced millions of years of vicissitudes, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, which is shocking. If you look closely, you will see that a pair of pupils is like an endless starry sky. Different worlds are emerging and dying at every moment. One look at them will draw your soul into them.
The woman in red and the two disciples guarding the mountain gate were trembling in their hearts. For a moment, they were all calmed by the eyes of the little beggar, and they subconsciously stepped aside to make way for them.
The little beggar walked forward. From beginning to end, his expression did not change and his steps never stopped. Neither fast nor slow, the distance of each step is exactly the same.
"Big..., senior brother?"
The woman in red, Zhu Sijia, opened her eyes wide and screamed, "Ye Chuan, you..., didn't you die in the God Burial Valley three months ago?"
"I'm back."
The ragged Ye Chuan answered and strode towards the mountain gate.
Behind him, the two disciples guarding the mountain gate who had just been in high spirits looked pale and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time. The moment they passed each other, Ye Chuan, who was in ragged clothes, looked at him and his soul seemed to jump out of his body.
"Wait a minute, senior brother, go to the Yunwu Hall to meet the elders first." Zhu Sijia, a woman in red, hesitated for a moment and chased after him. Thinking of Ye Chuan's eyes that were completely different from those in the past, I was frightened and a little confused. Seeing that Ye Chuan, who used to be timid and fearful, seemed to be alone, I couldn't help but feel a little angry.
The melodious bell suddenly resounded through the sky.
There was a stir in the Yunwu Sect, and everyone rushed to the Yunxiao Hall. Several elders who had been in seclusion for many years also suddenly came out of seclusion and gathered together. Unexpectedly, they looked up and down at Ye Chuan who was standing under the hall.
Three months ago, Ye Chuan was ordered to follow several guardians to the forbidden area of the Yunwu Mountains, the God Burial Valley, to pick herbs. As a result, the group was suddenly attacked and wiped out. Several fifth-level monks and protectors were dead. Although Ye Chuan's body was not found, people thought that Ye Chuan, the disciple who could barely survive as a first-level warrior, must also be doomed.
In the wild world, people's cultivation is divided into five realms: warriors, monks, real people, saints and immortals, and each realm has seven smaller realms. Several monk-level protectors were dead, and there was no reason why a mere warrior could escape.
People looked at Ye Chuan suspiciously, their eyes flickering.
Among the younger generation, Ye Chuan has the highest seniority and is the direct disciple of the headmaster. Because his ancestors had been kind to Yunwu Sect, although his qualifications were mediocre, he was accepted as a direct disciple by the headmaster since he was a child and a dragon vein crystal was sealed in his body. He has been practicing for the longest time among the younger generation and is respected as senior brother. Unfortunately, his qualifications were really mediocre, and after the master accepted him as his apprentice, he went out to practice and wander around without any guidance, so that the senior brother's cultivation level was the lowest, and he had received countless neglect and look-downs since he was a child.
This time, people thought he died in the God Burial Valley, and the sect didn't even bother to spend more energy looking for his body. Many people were secretly spying on the senior brother's position. Who would have thought that Ye Chuan would come back three months later
"Ye Chuan, you... why are you back?" After a moment of silence, the third elder sitting above the hall spoke first. With a pair of narrow eyes, he looked up and down at the ragged Ye Chuan.
"Third Elder, can't I come back? Or are some people disappointed that I survived this disaster?" Ye Chuan's face was calm, but he smiled coldly in his heart.
Yes, he is dead. The former Ye Chuan is already dead.
Now, standing in front of people is another Ye Chuan, the former great sage of the wild world, another Ye Chuan with the same name. After being plotted and trapped in the God Burial Valley for millions of years, a remnant soul finally escaped and was reborn in the body of Ye Chuan, a disciple of the Yunwu Sect in ragged clothes. After fusing each other's memories, he naturally knows people's thoughts well.
The third elder was speechless and his face was gloomy. A sharp voice sounded. The fifth elder sitting next to him looked at Ye Chuan coldly, "In this mission, Protector Mo and the others are all dead. Ye Chuan, how come you, a mere warrior, escaped instead?" After the disaster? The God Burial Valley is so dangerous and dangerous that no one dares to approach it. It is shrouded in heavy fog all year round. How did Protector Mo and the others suddenly get ambushed? How can a traitor who betrayed the sect really have the nerve to come back?"
"Fifth Elder, who do you think is the traitor? Where is the evidence?"
Ye Chuan looked up at the fifth elder with a sinister face, his face was calm, but his eyes were particularly cold and deep, cold and without any emotion, as if he could see through people's hearts at a glance and hide all the secrets in their hearts. The five elders who used to be so aloof suddenly felt heart palpitations for no apparent reason. They felt guilty and did not dare to look directly at Ye Chuan.
After staring at the fifth elder for a long time, Ye Chuan glanced at everyone, took out a token from his arms, and raised it high: "Don't you recognize this cloud token?"
People's expressions changed, and they all bowed and saluted.
Although there has been no news from the leader for many years, no one dares to neglect his orders.
"My ancestor Ye Chuan has made great contributions to the Yunwu Sect. Thanks to the leader, he left this token for his ancestors in the past and later accepted me as his disciple. I don't want to take credit for taking out this token. I just want to say that no one can even think about it. Just frame the blame at will. If I, Ye Chuan, really wanted to be detrimental to the sect, why would I have been practicing hard on my own in the mountains? Why don’t I just rely on the Cloud and Mist Order to directly ask for a peerless skill that must not be passed on to others? Master Master I have been wandering all over the world, but you have not allowed me to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find suitable exercises for many years, and no one has guided my practice. Now, I have only returned to the Yunwu Sect after a narrow escape, and you still want to expel me from the sect in an unwarranted name. , are you worthy of the ancestors of the sect?"
Ye Chuan looked around, his eyes cold and sharp. Everyone lowered their heads, and the third elder and fifth elder who were prejudiced against him also stopped saying anything.
Ye Chuan is protected by the Yunwu Order, not to mention that there is no evidence to prove that he is a traitor. Even if there is evidence, no one can expel him from the mountain unless the leader comes in person.
"Okay, it's just a misunderstanding. Let's let it go. Ye Chuan, the third elder and the fifth elder are just asking for the sake of the sect. Don't worry about it." The great elder spoke. The leader was not here, and he was in charge of Yunwu. The power of the clan. After a pause, he looked around at everyone and said, "This matter is over and no one is allowed to mention it again. Jiajia, first take Senior Brother Ye Chuan to the Alchemy Pavilion to find some elixirs to heal his injuries, and then send him back to Ziyun Peak."
The first elder said his word and gave instructions before standing up and leaving. The third elder and the fifth elder gave Ye Chuan a cold look and left with a wave of sleeves. The people gathered outside the hall also dispersed. Soon, only Ye Chuan and the woman in red, Zhu Sijia, were left in the hall.
"Boy, let's go!" Zhu Sijia walked out of the hall, not looking kindly towards Ye Chuan.
She didn't have any prejudice against Ye Chuan, but she was a little impatient when her grandfather suddenly arranged such an errand. Even if you take Ye Chuan to the Alchemy Pavilion, you have to personally send him to the towering Ziyun Peak. Do you still want to practice today
Ye Chuan put away the Yunwu Ling and followed Zhu Sijia away.
Following behind, I realized that Zhu Sijia's figure was getting hotter and hotter. Other disciples usually wore standard robes, but she was dressed in a smart outfit, and her curvy figure was fully displayed. Every time she takes a step, her big and curved buttocks will jump, creating a seductive arc and full of elasticity. It makes people feel itchy, and they want to give it a slap and try it out.
The Alchemy Pavilion was not far from the Yunwu Hall. Soon, the two of them came to an ancient palace, and a large scent of medicine came from a distance. As soon as they entered the door, more than a dozen alchemy disciples surrounded Zhu Sijia, a woman in red, with respectful expressions on their faces, "Senior sister, you are here just in time. How should you refine the cauldron of dragon and snake pills?"
"This... I don't understand very well. The senior brother is here. He has been here for the longest time. Ask him." Thinking of Ye Chuan's nonchalant look when he first came back, Zhu Sijia felt very unhappy and gave him a thought in her heart. A problem arises. More than a dozen alchemy disciples all looked at Ye Chuan who was following her, with confused expressions on their faces.
Everyone knows that Ye Chuan, the senior brother, has a false reputation, mediocre qualifications and no one has ever given him guidance. Although he has practiced hard, he is still at the first level of martial arts, even inferior to many outer disciples. How does he know how to make alchemy
"Three liang of asparagus grass, five drops of red river water, seven qian of snake berries, and it will be ready after brewing for half an hour." Ye Chuan replied calmly, contrary to his usual hesitation and shrinking.
The original Ye Chuan is dead, but now he is a former great sage.
During the long years, he invaded ancient ruins, ran rampant in evil areas, slayed demons, and led countless people on the path of cultivation. Among them was the founder of Yunwu Sect, Ghost Hand Medicine King. The method of refining the Dragon Snake Pill is a secret of the Yunwu Sect, but to him, it is really nothing.
Many alchemy disciples were doubtful, but Zhu Sijia's eyes lit up, and she unexpectedly looked Ye Chuan up and down, as if she was meeting this mediocre senior brother for the first time, "Then why, after swallowing the Dragon Snake Pill, it is easy to become possessed, and you have to swallow the ice spring." Assistance?"
Dragon Snake Pill can quickly improve your cultivation level, but its potency is too strong, and you can easily become possessed if you are not careful after swallowing it. In order to improve this shortcoming, Zhu Sijia, an elite disciple, has been thinking hard over the years and tried many methods to no avail. This question was so profound that even the elders in the sect couldn't solve it. She didn't believe that Ye Chuan could answer it. It doesn't matter if you answer the first question correctly. It's probably because Ye Chuan happened to have heard about how to refine Dragon Snake Pill before.
"Oh, there is still such a problem?"
Ye Chuan frowned and couldn't answer.
The alchemy disciples around him smiled coldly and were about to make a few sarcastic remarks when Ye Chuan said lightly: "I understand, what you caught is a black viper, and you didn't pay attention to whether it was a male or a female, right? There is one detail in refining the Dragon Snake Pill. , you must use the snake berries that the female snake has crawled over. Asparagus grass is to the yang, and the snake berries that the female snake has crawled to is the yin. The combination of one yin and one yang is perfect."
Is this true or false
People were a little confused, and it sounded a little unbelievable, but Ye Chuan looked serious. After returning from the Valley of the Burial Gods, he seemed to have become a different person. His height, appearance, and cultivation remained the same, but his temperament was very different.
Everyone knows that the snake berries crawled by black vipers can be used to make medicine, but has anyone heard of the need to separate male snakes from female snakes
Liar, this kid is definitely talking nonsense!
Many of the alchemy disciples looked disdainful, but Zhu Sijia, who was hot and thoughtful, said thoughtfully, "Quickly, take out the best Jinchuang Powder to heal senior brother's injuries. I'll be back as soon as I go."
With a hurried order, Zhu Sijia flew away, eager to verify Ye Chuan's words.