Ye Yunlan, who is he
Hearing the doubtful words of the star-gazers under him, Chen Weiyuan put down the brush in his hand.
The golden pages caught in the fingertips flew like butterflies and scattered between the sky and the earth.
Chen Weiyuan looked at the void and the golden light dissipated, smiled slightly, and said.
"He is the biggest... surprise I have come across in Tianchi Mountain this time."
- The mountain wind is desolate.
A figure in white clothes was holding a long sword and was walking up the winding mountain road.
The tulle on the power fence was slightly lifted by the wind, Ye Yunlan raised his head and looked at the sky-high Tianchi Mountain.
There was a constant stream of imperial weapons whizzing past him, as if he hadn't seen it, he just walked slowly, not hurriedly.
Suddenly a voice came from not far away.
"When will a mortal without even the cultivation base be able to go up the mountain to watch the battle at the Tianchi Mountain Dao Discussion Conference?"
Ye Yunlan paused, looked sideways, and saw a young man in brocade standing on a long shuttle in the air, surrounded by several guards, looking down at him with mockery in his eyes.
It's just that Ye Yunlan was indifferent to such a provocation as early as a hundred years ago. He just finds it troublesome.
So the footsteps stopped, and they continued to move forward, as if not heard.
Seeing this, Shi Ying narrowed her eyes.
Today, he is full of anger and has no way of venting. This mortal dares to ignore him - but it would be too much of a face for him to give up his identity and teach him a lesson. He whispered a few words to the guard next to him, then snorted coldly, and steered the long shuttle away.
Ye Yunlan was walking when he suddenly saw several black plants beside the mountain road ahead.
He wanted to fold flowers for Shen Shu on the mountain road, and he observed the surroundings very carefully.
This black plant is called Turbid Soul Grass. It was born in the southern border. It is not something that Tianchi Mountain should have. It specializes in human essence and qi. In the middle, after being drained of most of the essence, he will wake up completely.
Although the turbid soul grass does not kill people, it is also a very disgusting thing. If it were replaced by a mortal who did not know anything about the turbid soul grass, I am afraid that he would be in trouble, not to mention going up the mountain. know.
Ye Yunlan roughly guessed how the turbid soul grass appeared, and frowned slightly.
He was just passing by, and he didn't even pay attention to the other party's ridicule, but it was designed like this.
The young man just now had a vicious heart.
These turbid soul grasses must be removed.
Suddenly, I saw a little girl in red jumping out of the mountain road, and she went to those turbid soul grasses. Based on his perception, he didn't know when the little girl appeared.
Ye Yunlan: "Be careful!"
The lack of shadow sword was unsheathed, and the sword intent of annihilation turned into sword light, slashing through the dark turbid soul grass against the mountain wind.
The slashed turbid soul grass screamed like a human, and then dissipated.
Ye Yunlan stepped forward quickly, lowered her eyes and looked at the little girl in red before her waist, "Are you alright?"
But suddenly his pupils shrank.
His vision was blurry, he hadn't noticed it before, and now he realized that there was no shadow around the little girl.
She... it, is not human.
The little girl turned her head.
She has extremely long black hair, a pair of big, dark eyes, and a small pale face. Although pale, he looks very cute and sweet, looking up at him, his voice soft, "Brother?"
Ye Yunlan: "...you, what are you doing here."
The little girl puffed her face and stepped on the turbid soul grass on the ground, "Those bad guys always leave some ugly and filthy things on Nian'er. I'm just here to deal with them. But my brother is ahead of me. Let's go, thank you brother."
Saying that, the little girl gave Ye Yunlan a big smile.
Ye Yunlan vaguely guessed, "Are you the spirit of Tianchi Mountain?"
"Shan Ling? What is Shan Ling?" The little girl tilted her head, as if puzzled. She stretched out her little hand and pulled Ye Yunlan's sleeve, "My brother has a smell that Nian'er likes. Can Nian'er see my brother's face?"
Ye Yunlan frowned at the little girl in front of her, hesitated for a moment, looked at the little girl's pleading eyes, and raised her hand to take off the power fence.
At this moment, the wind blows.
The long black hair fluttered in the air, with a few strands blocking the line of sight.
Ye Yunlan raised her hand and lifted the hair on the side of her temples, but saw the little girl's eyes widen, looking at him, tears suddenly welled up in her dark eyes.
"My emperor... is a big liar, you asked Nian'er to wait for you here, but you haven't come back to look at Nian'er for so many years, liar... big liar!" He bit his lip again, "But Nian'er... still Miss you."
Ye Yunlan was at a loss.
He has dealt with countless life and death trials in his life, but he doesn't know how to deal with a child crying.
"You've got the wrong person. I'm not the emperor you call me." He whispered.
Little girl: "Liar... You must be lying to Nian'er again..."
"Really not." Ye Yunlan was rarely patient.
The little girl slowly stopped crying and said, sobbing: "But... but you are born, you really look like my emperor."
"There are so many similar people in this world. I'm just one of them." Ye Yunlan said patiently.
He didn't know the little girl.
Moreover, if the little girl is really the spirit of Tianchi Mountain, in terms of the age of Tianchi Mountain, the people the little girl has known are at least 10,000 years old.
No one in the world can live more than ten thousand years, except for immortals.
The little girl was silent.
"Yes, Nian'er... Nian'er remembered," the little girl's big black eyes began to weep again, and said, "They, they all said that my emperor is dead. If Nian'er didn't believe it, he was here alone. wait... wait for a long time..."
The little girl looked very pitiful.
Ye Yunlan raised her hand and wanted to touch her head, but passed through a phantom.
He was silent for a while, then brought Mi Li back on, and said lightly: "Indulge in the past, trap yourself in one place and wait. If your emperor knows, I don't want you to wait for him like this."
Even though Ye Yunlan said so, she did not try to convince the little girl.
It is difficult to share the joys and sorrows between people, not to mention him and this spirit who has lived for an unknown number of years...or a ghost.
"Where is my brother going?"
He was about to walk away, but the little girl ran over.
"Top of the floating cloud."
"Brother wants to go up there?" the little girl said, "Nian'er... Nian'er can take my brother there."
Saying that, she raised her two small hands in a lifting motion.
Her eyes were as red as a bunny, but her expression was very serious. It looked a little cute and a little funny.
Ye Yunlan felt a warm mountain wind lift him up, and opened his eyes slightly in surprise.
Tianchi Mountain is restricted by air restrictions. Although it is possible to fly with the imperial equipment, it is at most ten feet above the ground. Therefore, even if the monks go up the mountain, they need to fly slowly along the mountaineering path, which cannot be accomplished overnight.
But at this moment, he was surrounded by the mountain wind, and almost instantly, he was thousands of feet off the ground. The majestic Tianchi Mountain was displayed in front of him like a picture scroll, and the mountain wind wrapped around him was endlessly gentle.
At such a height, you can also see a mountain road winding along the Tianchi Mountain. There are countless black spots moving fast on it. It is the monks who are advancing on the mountain road.
It was a very lucky thing to be blessed by the mountain spirit.
It's just that Ye Yunlan looked down at the magnificent scenery and remembered something, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
He hesitated for a moment before saying.
"Miss."
"Put me down first, I'm going to pick something."
- Shi Ying finally drove the shuttle to the top of the mountain.
As the highest mountain in Central Continent, Tianchi Mountain is too tall. He drove the shuttle all the way, and there was not much spiritual energy left, and he was so tired that he was out of breath.
Finally, I saw the top of the clouds in the distance.
Floating Cloud Summit is an open place on the top of Tianchi Mountain. The whole body is white jade. It looks like a floating cloud hanging on the top of the mountain.
The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more people gather.
Most of the monks who came from all over the world, but did not participate in the competition for the ascending order, have gathered here. The Ascension Step is a world of its own, and only by looking at the shadow platform at the top of the floating clouds can you see everything that happens in the Ascension Step.
"Shi Ying? Why didn't you participate in the competition for the ascending order?"
Shi Ying looked at the place where the voice came from, and saw an extremely beautiful and moving woman, dressed in purple, with eyes as bright as autumn water.
"Senior Sister Luo, I... I..." Shi Ying blushed. He deliberately avoided Tingyu Pavilion's disciples and sneaked in today, just because he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Luo Yuqing, but he was still caught.
"I don't know what kind of conflict this idiot had with Senior Brother Zhu yesterday. He was taught a lesson by Senior Brother Zhu. After today's Ascension Rank was opened, he didn't even dare to enter." A woman beside Luo Yuqing laughed, "But it's just that He, even if he has entered the Heavenly Rank, there is no way for me to win any ranking for Tingyu Pavilion. Speaking of which, he is also the direct disciple of the Sect Master like Senior Brother Zhu. Woolen cloth?"
Shi Ying: "You, how can you slander like this out of thin air! I didn't enter the Heavenly Rank because something went wrong in my practice yesterday and my meridians were damaged, so I couldn't participate in the battle."
The woman sneered.
Luo Yuqing said indifferently: "Since junior brother has gone wrong in his practice, he will have a good time to recuperate. Just using the shuttle to reach the top of the clouds will consume a lot of spiritual energy, and the meridians will be damaged, so you should be careful."
Shi Ying saw Luo Yuqing turn into a purple light and flew to the top of the floating clouds. She was obviously a classmate but didn't call her. Knowing that the other party had seen through her lie, her face flushed even redder, her brain throbbing.
"Hateful..."
"Young master, calm down." The guard next to him hurriedly advised.
Shi Ying took a few deep breaths and turned her head, "Have you done what I just told you to do?"
The guard said: "The turbid soul grass has been arranged on the mountain road. As long as someone passes by, it will definitely be recruited."
Shi Ying remembered the mortal she met on the road, she should have been entangled by the turbid soul grass and lost most of her energy.
Sure enough, ants are ants.
Always only worthy of looking up at the foot of the mountain.
The anger that had nowhere to vent finally subsided a little. Shi Ying's eyes turned around, and suddenly saw a black curtain high sedan, very low-key, surrounded by several maids wearing black gauze, but his eyes lit up.
He recognized the sedan chair.
It was the sedan chair of Tianji Pavilion, and the one sitting in it should be the young pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion, who was rumored to have reached Tianchi Mountain.
As a personal biography of the Sect Master of Tingyu Pavilion, Shi Ying once met this Young Pavilion Master.
One of them is a personal biography, and the other is a young pavilion master. It sounds like their identities are not far from each other, but they are actually worlds apart.
Even the pavilion master of Tingyu Pavilion should be respectful when entertaining this young pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion.
The people in the sect are not optimistic about him, but if he and this young pavilion master can get on with some friendship...
Shi Ying Yuji went over, and after a little distance, cleared her throat and said.
"Shi Ying in Xia Tingyu Pavilion had a relationship with the young pavilion master five years ago. Back then, the young pavilion master Yu Tingyu Pavilion used the power of one person to perform the technique of fighting and turning, which really made Shi Ying extremely admired, and only took the liberty of today. Come here, I just want to say hello to the master of the young pavilion."
No one in the car answered.
Shi Ying: "Young Pavilion Master?"
A maid in black gauze around the black sedan chair seemed impatient, and finally turned to the side and said, "The young pavilion master is resting, and I don't like being disturbed. Fellow Daoists, please come back."
Shi Ying was stunned for a while, realizing that as the Sect Master of Tingyu Pavilion, she was actually dismissed by a servant, she couldn't help but blushed again, but she remembered the respectful attitude of even the Sect Master back then, and finally dared not speak out.
He greeted the guards with a gloomy face and flew to the top of the floating clouds. Just as he stepped on the white jade on the top of the mountain, he suddenly felt a gust of wind swept across the sky.
Someone came by the wind.
Clothes hunting, like white cranes descending from the sky.
Mi Li covered his face, only the pale fingertips held a very beautiful blue flower.
Shi Ying suddenly paled.
He was familiar with this man.
It was the mortal man he saw on the mountain road just now.
But how can mortals resist the wind
It was still in Tianchi Mountain, and the height from which the man came from the wind was far beyond the ten zhang limit of Tianchi Mountain.
Shi Ying saw again that someone walked out of the black sedan chair.
It was the young pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion who just said that the maid was "resting".
But the young pavilion master, who had just dismissed him just now, walked slowly to the man in front of everyone's eyes, with a smile on his face, and said something softly.
The man was still standing in the same place, lonely and cold like an ice stone in the distant mountains, the gentle words of the young pavilion master did not seem to be able to melt him.
Shi Ying swallowed slowly.
I saw a young Jianxiu with a high crown and a handsome face walking over and standing between the young pavilion master and that person.
He recognized the face of that person, the leader of the last Taoist discussion, the one who defeated his senior Luo Yuqing Luo, the genius sword cultivator of Dongzhou Tianzong, He Lanze.
Helanze is famous in the world of arrogance and self-cultivation. Among them, his most famous sentence is that people who can't take his Helanze three swords are not worthy of his eyes.
But at this time, such an arrogant person walked over to the man quickly, holding the man's arm with worry on his face, and then... and was mercilessly thrown away by the man.
Shi Ying: "..."
His pupils trembled.
Suddenly I heard the noise again. It was on the distant viewing platform, a person who was sitting on a high seat and overlooking the world slowly walked down.
The man had golden eyes, a dark robe, the sky behind him, and the scorching sun above his head.
Shi Ying's calf trembled wildly.
He, before him... what kind of person did he get into