"The Third Holy Sepulchre?"

"Hah...... The old man is joking with you, do you believe it?"

Listening to the words of the machine spirit, Yang Yunfan couldn't help laughing.

He grew up on the Moyun Cliff since he was a child, and he knew better than anyone how many holy tombs there were and how many holy temples there were in the mountains behind Moyun Cliff.

The third Holy Sepulchre is obviously empty!

"What's a joke?" the machine spirit wondered, sullenly.

His mind is still very naïve, and he does not have a clear understanding of many words.

When Yang Yunfan heard this, he also felt that he was very bored, what was there to say about a machine spirit?

He turned his head, looked at the people who were already stunned, and smiled slightly: "Welcome to Moyun Cliff, except for the cemetery in the back mountain, everyone can do whatever they want." ”

It's just that after Yang Yunfan's words were finished, everyone didn't move, but looked at him in a daze.

After a while, the girl's eyes began to turn red.

She stepped forward, pitifully pulled Yang Yunfan's sleeve, and said, "Brother Yang, what's wrong with you? Why did that machine spirit say that you won't live long? Are you sick?"

"Brother Yang, are you injured? Is this injury very serious? Why don't you tell us? What medicinal herbs do you need? Old Niu, I'll go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, help you find it!"

Niu Dali is an upright person, he didn't find out that Yang Yunfan's body was in trouble before. At this time, he realized that in the past few days, Yang Yunfan's face has been very pale.

It stands to reason that Yang Yunfan's cultivation is high, and his face shouldn't be so weak.

It turned out that Yang Yunfan was injured!

Since he is injured, Yang Yunfan is a miracle doctor, and his medical skills are extremely powerful. He has not been able to heal himself, presumably only because he does not have the right herbs.

"Yunfan, if you have anything, just tell us. We're all family, and you shouldn't hide it from us. Huang Tianyi looked at Yang Yunfan, and her heart was also full of sadness.

Ever since Yang Yunfan cured Lin Hongsleeve's hidden illness and saved Huang Tianqi from the hands of the death ghost sword Alfonso, she has long regarded Yang Yunfan as a member of her family.

"Master, what do you want to do? I and the Dragon God will definitely help you accomplish it!" Snake Feather, who had always been silent, did not ask Yang Yunfan if he could still recover.

He knows Yang Yunfan's character very well.

If Yang Yunfan had a way, he should have been busy everywhere these days, thinking about how to heal himself.

However, Yang Yunfan has been staying at home for the past few days, quietly enjoying the family reunion. He understood the seriousness of Yang Yunfan's physical injuries.

Yang Yunfan, he may really not live long!

Snake Feather wanted to repay Yang Yunfan for his kindness, so he could only help Yang Yunfan fulfill some of his unfulfilled wishes.

"Everybody......"

Yang Yunfan saw that everyone cared so much about him, he was extremely moved in his heart, and almost cried.

At this time, he couldn't help but turn his head, then cleaned up his mood, raised his head, smiled reluctantly, and changed the topic: "Don't worry, everyone, my injury doesn't matter, it will be fine in a few days." That, it's rare for everyone to come to Moyun Cliff once, so I'll introduce it to you. ”

"Everybody come with me!"

While speaking, Yang Yunfan took everyone and went to the back mountain.

"Actually, Moyun Cliff is so big, thirty-six peaks, not big or small, hundreds of kilometers, everyone can see clearly at a glance. In fact, all the secrets of Moyun Cliff are in this back mountain. ”

"In this back mountain, I don't know how many senior saints have been buried. There are some tombs that are the tombs of our ancestors in Moyun Cliff. For example, this Holy Sepulchre, this is the tomb of the seventy-third generation patriarch of our Moyun Cliff!"

At this time, Yang Yunfan walked a few steps and stopped in front of a small tomb at the foot of the mountain.

There is nothing peculiar in this tomb, compared to other tombs, which often have a foundation of more than ten meters wide, this tomb is only three or four meters large, which seems very small.

However, what is strange is that in front of the stone monument of this tomb, there are several huge wine vats that are half a person high.

"Master said that this patriarch likes to drink the most, so let me have time to bring some good wine to the patriarch. ”

Yang Yunfan said with a smile as he took out dozens of bottles of high-quality Wuliangye from the storage bag.

He poured Wuliangye into the wine jar in front of this stone stele, then put his hands together and respectfully apologized: "Ancestor, the disciple has been down the mountain for more than a year, and this year, you have been waiting for the old man for a long time. ”

"However, my master is not here, you old man can have a good drink, and you will never drink inferior wine mixed with water again. ”

In this tomb, there is only the clothes of the patriarch of Moyun Cliff.

Yang Yunfan didn't know if Master Zu could hear it. He's just doing his part.

It's just that at this time, as if he heard Yang Yunfan's words, suddenly a gust of wind blew, blowing the Wuliangye in the wine jar, exuding a strong aroma of wine, permeating the foot of this mountain.

"Ancestor, if you like it, it's fine. ”

Seeing this scene, Yang Yunfan was very happy.

He didn't know what was buried in these holy tombs, but these holy tombs were not dead things, and sometimes, when he spoke, the other party would give a little reaction.

After rejoicing for a while, Yang Yunfan's heart became a little sad, and he murmured: "It's a pity, this is the last time the disciple will honor your old man." After that, you can only quit drinking. ”

Yang Yunfan said, took out a white handkerchief, and wiped the dusty stele for this patriarch.

Then, he stood up and headed for the third Holy Sepulchre at the top.

"Alas......"

It's just that as soon as he got up, a gust of wind blew, and between heaven and earth, it seemed to let out a long sigh.

This sigh seemed to come from an extremely distant space and landed in this dimensional world.

"Whew!"

Then, I saw that the wine in the wine jar suddenly poured up, turned into a human figure, and pinched a slender long sword condensed with wine, dancing with the wind between heaven and earth!

Immortal Dancing Sword!

Too many beautiful things!

All of a sudden, Yang Yunfan was also shocked!

It was a long time before he came to his senses.

"The old man said that this ancestor is known as the Wine Sword Immortal. Serve him more wine, and once he is drunk, he likes to dance with swords...... He also said that if I am lucky, maybe I can get the inheritance of this ancestor in my dreams. ”

Yang Yunfan watched the wine turn into an immortal sword dance, deducing a mysterious and abnormal sword technique in the void, every move fell, and in the void, there was a vision generated, which was extremely powerful and varied.

As if to let Yang Yunfan see more clearly, this sword move was deliberately slowed down countless times. But it is still as fast as lightning.

This swordsmanship, every move, is not much better than the sword of the forbidden Yuanjun's divine sky, and it is really amazing when it is connected together!