Chu Yu glanced at Wu Xinyue, who was in the middle of his meditation, and looked at Chu Zhi with a puzzled face: "I heard Yun Feijian say that she is the master of the Tsing Yi Sect, and she is also a hidden sect, so she stays in this big place, and no one cares?"

At this time, Wu Xinyue was still immersed in her own world, the three-foot Qingfeng was placed on the ground, her hands were behind her back, one leg was trembling like an epilepsy, and her fairy temperament fell down.

Even though Wu Xinyue looks like a mentally retarded person now, Chu Yu is still on guard.

Next, he has to talk to Chu Zhidao about something, not to mention that Wu Xinyue, who is very likely to become the ultimate boss, is still "listening" on the side.

Perhaps seeing the vigilance in Chu Yu's eyes, Chu Zhidao said disapprerovitously: "Don't be too careful, Senior Sister Xinyue is the master of the Tsing Yi Sect, and she is also a branch of my Yan Huangfeng." ”

"Yan Huangfeng is still chained?"

Chu Yu was confused, this was the first time he had heard of this, and it was no wonder that he was screaming one by one, it turned out that there was such a relationship in the middle.

"Yanhuang Peak can be traced back to the Warring States period when a hundred schools of thought contended, but at that time it was the second gate of Yanhuang. ”

"I know this, Yanmen is my Chu... It was created by the ancestors of our Chu family, and the Yellow Gate is a disciple of a hundred families. ”

"Hahahaha, yes, it was created by our Chu family ancestors. Chu Zhidao laughed heartily, and Chu Yu's eardrums hurt.

Chu Yu's sentence "Our Chu family ancestor" directly took out the old Chu's Ji point.

You must know that when Lao Chu was a child, there were real descendants of the Chu family in Yanhuang Peak.

There are direct descendants of the big families who don't want to see the side branches, and Yan Huangfeng is similar.

Therefore, Chu Zhidao also had low self-esteem when he was a child, saying that his surname was Chu, he was not purebred, he was nothing, he was much more respected than ordinary disciples and elders, and he was uncomfortable in his heart.

When the age is up, the descendants of the Chu family are also dead, and others call him the descendant of the Chu family, and the problem is that it is all called by outsiders.

Now that the descendants of the Chu family, who are in full gold, regard him as their own, Chu Zhidao immediately felt the warmth of the family.

After stroking his beard and smiling for a while, Chu Zhidao continued: "When it came to the Tang Dynasty, my Yanmen disciples walked in the palace, and the two Yanhuang sects were also combined into one faction, which was Yanhuangfeng, but many of the Huangmen disciples thought that walking in the palace was no different from the imperial court eagle dog, so they broke away from Yanhuangfeng, and one of them was the Tsing Yi sect. ”

Chu Yu understood, but he was even more confused.

It is understandable that the concept does not agree, and it is also understandable to stand up for the mountain gate, even if the ancestor of the Chu family is scolded as a lackey of the imperial court, it is understandable, what he can't understand is that they are all scattered, how can the two gangs of people in this generation get along instead?

It stands to reason that the two groups of people should immediately copy the knife and stab each other to death when they see it, but looking at Wu Xinyue's appearance, Chu Zhidao and many elders are like old friends for many years.

This is the same as the concept of the founder and the shareholder, the shareholder went to the independent portal, but after a few years, the descendants of the founder and the descendants of the independent portal are called brothers, isn't this nonsense, two

You have to tear it up, you have to fight, you have to each other to death.

Speaking of this, Chu Zhidao looked full of emotion: "At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, the people in the world were in turmoil, and I, Yan Huangfeng, was also purged by the imperial court. ”

Chu Yu looked like he was listening, this was the first time he had heard of this.

"Jin people invaded, my Yan Huangfeng mountain walking disciples can not see the land of China suffered this catastrophe, so they raised the banner of rebellion against Jin to kill the enemy, the Jin Wen Chen will be killed in my Yan Huangfeng disciples countless, hateful that Emperor Song is incompetent, actually want to negotiate peace with the Jin people, Jin people regard me Yan Huangfeng and many hidden doors as the thorn in the nail bone in the eye, I can't wait to get rid of it and then quickly, when the Jin people pretended to negotiate peace with the Song Emperor, the condition is that the Song Emperor will hand over my Yan Huangfeng and the hidden disciples of the Song Dynasty, if it is not for the Tsing Yi Gate to rescue, want to come... I Yan Huangfeng can't continue to this day. ”

"You mean to say ... Tsing Yi Gate, who made his debut on his own, turned back to save Yan Huangfeng?"

"Yes, Emperor Song has no eyes, and actually sent a general to lead 30,000 soldiers to surround my mountain gate, if there is no Tsing Yi Gate, think about it, my Yan Huangfeng will definitely have no bones and blood, you must know that at that time, Yan Huangfeng's elders were all in the mountain gate. ”

"Yan Huangfeng was surrounded by an army of 30,000?" Chu Yu opened his mouth wide: "Then Tsing Yimen came, and killed all the 30,000 troops, big brother, are you not joking?"

Chu Zhidao looked at Chu Yu with an idiotic face: "There are 30,000 troops surrounding the mountain, and the Tsing Yi Gate is not a god who can not sprinkle beans into a soldier, how can he kill them all." ”

"How did you save that?"

"It was night, Wu Wushuang, the master of the Tsing Yi Gate, broke into the mountain military camp, one person in the imperial history of the Sanpin Supervision Army, one person in the former deputy commander of the fourth grade, thirteen people in the four compartments of the fifth pin, Tianwu, and Long Shenwei, as well as dozens of Zhaowu captains, flying cavalry captains, Yilu captains, and Sima from the sixth rank below, a total of seventy-two people, all of whom were beheaded by the master of the Tsing Yi Gate under the sword, and the fire of Zhurong of the 100-mile company camp reflected the red moonlight, with countless casualties and 30,000 troops fleeing in a hurry. ”

Chu Yu's mouth was wide open, his eyes were about to bulge out, and he swallowed his saliva for a long time before muttering: "Wu Wushuang, the master of the Tsing Yi Sect... took the disciples of Tsing Yi Sect into the military camp of 30,000 people... ”

"No, there is only one master of Tsing Yi Gate, there is no one person in Tsing Yi Gate, there is only one door master!"

Chu Yulian said three times, I.

In the past, I heard who said who said who killed the enemy's generals in the army, and how to take the head of the enemy's head like probing and taking things, Chu Yu always felt that it was bragging, and there was no technical content at all, you TmD thought you were Zhao Zilong who had nanorobots implanted in your body?

Modern times are different from ancient times, you must know that the cold weapons used at that time were all cold weapons.

The flame snake is already good enough, but if you let him go to the ancient 30,000 people barracks for a walk, then he has absolutely no chance of coming out alive.

With the ability of the flame snake, it is somewhat possible to be able to kill hundreds of people in a row, but it has to be fully equipped and quiet, if it is exposed, it will either run or die, there is no other option.

But the ancient three

Ten thousand people are in the camp for hundreds of miles, and one person stabs into it, and one person in the army spits and smears and drowns, not to mention that all the generals with the troops are killed by the fire.

In ancient times, those generals didn't talk about fighting, but when they went out to the toilet, they were accompanied by retainers, dead soldiers and guards, and there were quite a few of them.

Chu Yu didn't know what the official titles of the Song Dynasty meant, and he didn't know how many grades and how big an official they were, he just knew what it meant to look at Chu Zhidao, it should be this peerless fierce man named Wu Wushuang from top to bottom, but all the officials were killed by him, and he set a fire before leaving.

The big leaders, the small cadres, and the grassroots leaders are all hanging, and no matter how the battle is fought, it will definitely collapse.

Could it be that Tsing Yi Men is not practicing inner kung fu, but cultivating immortals?

Speaking of this past, Chu Zhidao also showed admiration and fascination: "Wu Wushuang is worthy of being the first strange woman in the hidden door at that time, she entered the Tao with martial arts, and her fast sword is invincible. ”

"Is this still a woman?"

"Yes, the masters of the Tsing Yi Gate in the past generations are all women, thinking about the legend of Wu Wushuang, everyone in the descendants of the Hidden Door knows and everyone knows, and even the ancestor Chu Tianjiao admires it. ”

Chu Yu rolled his eyes.

One person ran 30,000 people in the barracks and hacked all the generals who led the troops and saved you, can you not admire Youjia, if you don't admire Youjia, people can stab you to death in the blink of an eye!

Chu Yu's gaze involuntarily fell on Wu Xinyue, who was still "wandering outside the world" in the corner.

No wonder this girl is so fierce, it turns out that this is a tradition!

"Just now you said that there is only one master in Tsing Yi Sect and no other disciples, what does this mean?"

"Tsing Yi Men is a single line, and women are not passed on to men. ”

"It's a bit of a feminist supremacy. Chu Yu hehehe: "Don't discriminate." ”

"It is precisely because of this origin that the masters of the Tsing Yi Sect in the past generations will challenge my Yan Huang Feng to punish the evil sword array, otherwise, how can I Yan Huang Feng let outsiders enter and exit at will. ”

How did Chu Yu feel wrong when he heard this.

Leng Buding thought about it deeply, and suddenly thought of a possibility that made him extremely confused.

"Big brother, don't tell me... Tsing Yi Gate has challenged Yan Huangfeng for more than 700 years?"

Chu Zhidao's old face flushed: "That's not it, it's not every year, after all, the masters of the Tsing Yi Sect in the past generations also want to teach their own disciples, and sometimes they will disappear for more than ten or twenty years, and the disciples will learn the arts, and the first thing is to come to the Yanhuangfeng Mountain Gate to challenge the sword formation!"

Chu Yu was speechless.

It turns out that people's coming-of-age rites are to cut you up.

"You tell me accurately, has Yan Huangfeng ever won?"

"Jokes, how can you never win, it's common to learn to win or lose. Chu Zhidao looked arrogant: "At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the thirty-sixth generation of the Tsing Yi Sect master Wu Hairpin thought very highly of himself, and actually fought against the twelve elders of my Yan Huangfeng with his eyes. Ultimately... ”

"Win?"

"Tie!"

Chu Yu almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Rely on your aunt, rely on your aunt, twelve people fight one, and when it's over, people are still blindfolded, actually

It's still a tie, okay?

It is estimated that Chu Zhidao also felt that this matter was disgraceful, and said with a stiff neck: "I, Yan Huangfeng, majored in Qimen Xuanshu, fist and foot kung fu Xiao Daoer. ”

"You tell me directly, it's been hundreds of years, have you ever won, just once. ”

"Why haven't you won!" Chu Zhidao shouted unconvinced: "Let's just say that at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the head of the twelve disciples of the inner gate of Yanhuang Peak in the contemporary period Wenlong Wenchengzong, this person is a martial arts wizard who has not been out for a hundred years, and he has been learning art in the mountains for forty years. ”

Chu Yuda nodded unhesitantly.

Lose hundreds of times, win once... You're embarrassed to say it.

Chu Zhidao said triumphantly: "After Wen Chengzong defeated the master of the Tsing Yi Sect, Wu Chase, he broke through the peak of martial arts and became the first person with a foreign surname!"

"Heh, Senior Brother Zhidao, the head of Wen Chengzong, I'm afraid he has only been in office for less than a year. Wu Xinyue in the corner suddenly said loudly: "Senior brother, don't forget, when my witch chasing ancestor accepted the challenge, he was already ninety and three, and he was bedridden with all kinds of illnesses!"

Chu Zhidao's old face flushed: "That... That's a win, too. ”

"No, Wen Chengzong's victory is not martial, it coincides with the return of Wu Tianhuang, a disciple of the ancestor of the witch chase, but he is angry, and he finds your mountain gate to beat Wen Chengzong into internal injuries, can you admit it?"

"Gee, it's just old things. Chu Zhidao waved his hand awkwardly: "Hugh wants to mention it again." ”

Chu Yu: "... ”

He understood that this bastard named Wen Chengzong took advantage of the fact that he was about to hang up at the age of ninety-seven to challenge, and he won but he won, and he also reached the peak of his life, and became the first head with a foreign surname, but he was not happy for two days, and the apprentice came to the door, and he was beaten, and the head of the house abdicated.

There are only two possibilities for the head of Yan Huangfeng to abdicate, one is to hang up, and the other is to derelict his duties.

The latter should be impossible, and it is estimated that it is not if it hangs, but it may be similar to hanging, it should be beaten and crippled by other apprentices, so it has to abdicate.

Chu Yu didn't know what to say anymore.

In the future, the disciples of Yan Huangfeng will not go down the mountain and brag about what B said, standing for thousands of years.

Let's just say that let Tsing Yimen beat it for almost a thousand years, stand for a thousand years, heh, a thousand years of sandbags.