At dawn, a hint of fish belly white appeared on the horizon, and the sky above Yunwu Sect was still dark with darkness.
Yan Mo sat cross-legged outside the gate of Ziyun Villa. In the past, he had an aloof status in the underground ghost market and was ignored by everyone. But now he is willing to be a gatekeeper.
During the time he stayed at Ziyun Peak, he felt that he had gained more than his ten years of meditation.
Ye Chuan not only helped him resolve the demons in his heart, but also used it to make him purify himself. He was busy planting herbs in the mountains during the day and looking after the door at night. This slow, carefree and peaceful feeling was something that he could not feel when he was wandering around in the past. .
Yan Mo likes this feeling and recognizes himself in this ordinary life. He has even begun to think about how to rebuild Yan Yang Clan and regain the confidence that has been sinking for many years.
It was almost daybreak, but Balrog still sat cross-legged on the ground quietly, like an old monk in meditation.
call!
At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew over Ziyun Peak, and the candlelight flickered.
Yan Mo suddenly opened his eyes, just in time to see Ye Chuan's spirit coming towards his face riding the dark wind, rushing into Ziyun Villa. The light and shadow of the soul were dim, the aura was messy, and he looked like he was seriously injured and had no choice but to choose a way out.
Yan Mo had never seen Ye Chuan like this before. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly followed him to the study.
Under the dim green lotus lamp, Ye Chuan quickly united his soul and body. As expected, his face was pale and his eyes were even dull and lackluster, completely lacking the energy of the past.
"Master, Master Ye, are you injured?"
Enma Yiyangzi was shocked and suddenly became nervous.
Ye Chuan's realm is not very good, but in Yan Mo's view, Ye Chuan's cultivation has always been hidden and unpredictable, and he can predict events like a god and can seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. What kind of big devil could it be that could injure Ye Chuan so seriously? Could it be that some extremely powerful demon came to the Yunwu Mountains, or that a powerful enemy of the Yunwu Sect came to seek revenge
It was so powerful that the Balrog that used to walk around in the underground ghost market couldn't help but feel anxious.
Ye Chuan did not answer. After a while, he seemed to slowly come back to his senses. His eyes gradually gained a hint of sparkle, "Yiyangzi, go and close the door of Ziyun Villa."
"yes!"
Yan Mo bowed and accepted the order. Ye Chuan did not answer directly, but hearing what he said confirmed his guess. Ye Chuan must have encountered some extremely powerful opponent. Just as he was about to stride out, he suddenly turned around and said, "Master, do you want to activate the restriction and let me use all my strength to activate Ziyun Peak to protect the restriction?"
When Ye Chuan was in trouble, Yan Mo was determined to do his best and risk his life.
"No, never, just close the door and keep everything else as normal. If someone goes up the mountain to search and question, let them in." Ye Chuan replied.
He can be sure that the third elder Bai Yanhu will not give up and will trace his whereabouts and identity everywhere. Wouldn't it be self-inflicted to suddenly activate the guardian ban at this time
"Did a master from the sect do it? Don't worry, sir, I understand."
The demon was finally revealed, turned around and left in a hurry, closed the door of Ziyun Villa, and then continued to sit at the door to calm down. Sure enough, not long after, when the sky was getting slightly brighter, a large group of people came up the mountain aggressively, saying that they wanted to search every corner of Ziyun Peak, looking for a so-called Xuandingmen assassin.
Balrog had been wandering outside for many years and was used to seeing strong winds and waves. He obeyed Ye Chuan's order and remained calm, allowing the minions of the third elder to search everywhere. After getting nothing, these losers had no choice but to go down the mountain in despair.
After confirming that the minions of the third elder had left, Yan Mo closed the door and came outside the study, "Sir, those people are gone. Now, what do you need me to do?"
"No, just do what you usually do now. I'll go to the back mountain and come back in three days."
Ye Chuan opened the door and walked out, gave a faint order, and strode away.
Last night, he escaped the pursuit of the third elder Bai Yanhu by relying on the soul splitting method, but this time he was indeed seriously injured, his soul shrank, and the range of his spiritual sense was not even half of what it used to be. If you want to recover as before, you either need to retreat all year round, or you can only go out and look for some heavenly and earthly treasures to heal your soul, and see if there is any chance.
Ye Chuan decided to simply go out for a walk and go deep into the Yunwu Mountains.
He has always had this idea. If he can't find the treasure of heaven and earth to heal the soul, he can also take a look at what kind of monsters are deep in the Yunwu Mountains. When I come back in three days, I can catch up with Liu Hong for my appointment at the underground ghost market.
"Ah, young master..."
Yan Mo was surprised and wanted to follow him, but Ye Chuan had disappeared without a trace.
Ordinary people's souls are seriously injured and they dare not go out for three months. Otherwise, if they encounter a demon who specializes in refining other people's souls, they will lose their skin even if they die. Ye Chuan's injury was so serious. If he didn't take a good rest, he would have to go to the back mountains where monsters were rampant, and go deep into the dangerous Yunwu Mountains. He wasn't afraid...
Balrog's heart was wavering and he couldn't rest assured, but after thinking about it, he decided not to follow him from a distance, but just made preparations secretly.
The news that Ye Chuan left the sect early in the morning and went to the depths of the Yunwu Mountains for training spread quickly.
Zhu Sijia walked into the secret room angrily and went to practice in seclusion. She was really angry and hated Ye Chuan. The depths of the Yunwu Mountains are dangerous and unpredictable. If Ye Chuan is not worried himself, does he know that others will be worried? Just leave without saying hello, why don't you think about someone worrying to the point of restlessness
Zhu Sijia was very angry, but the third elder Bai Yanhu smiled and sneered.
Originally, he was a little suspicious of Ye Chuan, suspecting that Ye Chuan was the uninvited guest on Yin Shen's night tour last night. However, as soon as the news came, he rejected this idea. How could Ye Chuan be as capable as he was last night? What's more, if it was really Ye Chuan, he might not even dare to go out after his soul was severely injured. How could he dare to go alone to the back mountain where monsters were rampant
After excluding Ye Chuan, the third elder Bai Yanhu began to focus on investigating several other targets, including the first elder Zhu Guohong and the second elder Nangong Ren, secretly paying attention to their every move. Of course, excluding Ye Chuan does not mean letting him go.
The back mountain is dangerous, and it is normal to die in any corner when you go out to travel. Many impulsive disciples just leave and never come back. If after a while, someone discovers Ye Chuan's body somewhere in the Yunwu Mountains, wouldn't it be...
Third Elder Bai Yanhu chuckled, his expression ferocious.
Originally, he was almost cornered and had no way out. Unexpectedly, things turned around so quickly. As long as Ye Chuan dies, the matter of selecting someone else as the sect's top disciple can be rescheduled. Arranging one's own confidants to become the sect's chief disciples will certainly further strengthen the influence and control over the sect. It is not impossible to control the entire sect before Yun Feiwu, the head of the Yunwu Sect, breaks out of the trap and rushes back!
Bai Yanhu scrawled a note, clapped his hands, and a personal guard walked in and whispered a few instructions in his ear. The latter bowed to accept the order and left with the note. Soon, a majestic golden eagle soared into the sky from Baihu Mountain and left Yunwu Mountain. After flying for a long time, he leaned through the thick clouds and reached a high mountain, where he landed on an old man in gray clothes.
This old man in gray clothes had been meditating cross-legged on the top of the mountain for an unknown amount of time. He sat motionless and was covered in dust like a stone sculpture. Moss even grew in some places, and unknown weeds took root in the accumulated dust.
For a long time, the old man in gray clothes, who had no breath, no body temperature and was as motionless as a rock, finally slowly opened his eyes and took off the note tied to the golden eagle's foot.
On the note, there were only a few words, "Back Mountain, Kill." '
The note was simple and scrawled, and if it fell into the hands of an outsider, they would be confused as to what was going on, but the old man in gray could understand it. He blew it out in one breath, and the note in his hand was torn into pieces by the invisible sword light. Youyou sighed and stood up. He didn't see any movement. He simply took one step and reached the halfway point of the mountain. He took another step and reached the bottom of the mountain. He disappeared in the blink of an eye. On the cliff wall on the way up the mountain, there are three ancient Chinese characters "Fengjian Gu" engraved on it.