Yi Xichen didn't know what was going on at all, he just suddenly felt empty behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that the eldest grandson had fallen to the bottom of the cliff.

What happened? Someone attacked the eldest grandson without his knowledge? Damn it! This damn place!

Although the ghost world can't resist the sword, they have a cultivation life, and even if they fall from the cliff, they won't be hurt. What is truly terrifying is what awaits them at the bottom of the cliffs, and they don't even know what's there.

In an instant, many questions surged in Yi Xichen's heart, but he didn't have time to think about it, and jumped directly in the direction where the eldest grandson Jun fell!

His figure fell rapidly, breaking through the layers of clouds, and I saw several ghosts fighting in the depths of the clouds, but before I could see him, he had fallen several meters away.

The cliff they were standing on just now was so high and steep, he only heard the wind whistling in his ears, and he didn't fall to the bottom for a while, and he didn't see the figure of the eldest grandson, so he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. However, at this moment, suddenly a ghost shadow swept by, catching his descending body!

Yi Xichen only felt that he was being held by a pair of cold hands, and the powerful ghost aura that suddenly approached from behind made him tremble, and the hairs on his whole body suddenly stood up. As if facing a great enemy, he slashed his sword at the ghost cultivator who was holding him, and the ghost cultivator's hand was extremely flexible, he turned sideways to avoid it, and pushed him hard, and his foot stepped on the ground.

He landed on the flat ground halfway up the mountain. Immediately after, the ghost cultivator who had just pushed him also followed.

Yi Xichen encountered all the powerful ghosts here, and it was not good to be this ghost, so he immediately raised his sword to meet it, but when he saw the ghost's figure, he stopped his movements in surprise: "Huh! You...... You are...... Who are you! ”

The ghost cultivator had handsome facial features, but the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, making him look a little melancholy. If he were still alive, he would have been a handsome man, but now his face was blue, and there was no blood on his face, and he looked a little oothy. And what shocked Yi Xichen the most was that this person was actually wearing the Dao robe of the Heavenly Sword Gate!

The ghost cultivator said politely: "Master, be careful, I will take care of these things." ”

"Huh?" Yi Xichen looked left and right in surprise, thinking that he had a ghost master nearby, but there were no other ghosts nearby.

The evil evil pounced, and the ghost cultivator immediately met it, and tore the evil evil to pieces in a few clicks!

However, the evil will not kill, and it will not be long before they will reunite and continue to attack people.

The ghost cultivator jumped back and grabbed Yi Xichen's shoulder: "Master, this place is dangerous, let's get out of here first!" ”

"Master?" Yi Xichen raised his eyebrows. Now he can be sure that this unknown Heavenly Sword Sect senior recognized him as a master. Judging by this person's words and deeds, he is not like the fierce ghost who fights people when he sees them before, but he still has a little bit of sanity.

Yi Xichen broke away from him: "Senior, I'm not your master, you recognized the wrong person." He said as he looked at his feet, but unfortunately the clouds and mist below were bottomless, and he was stopped by this ghost cultivator, he didn't know where the eldest grandson Jun had fallen.

He was about to jump down, but the ghost cultivator grabbed him unrelentingly and jumped towards another mountain: "Go here!" ”

"Hey!"

That ghost cultivation is profound, and in the ghost world, his actions are much more comfortable than Yi Xichen, he can soar through the clouds here, Yi Xichen can't break away from him at all, and he was pulled by him and flew out a hundred meters away.

The ghost cultivator flew into a cave with Yi Xichen and carefully helped him sit down: "Master, you are injured. You heal here, and I'll go out and deal with him. ”

"Hey!" The ghost cultivator turned around and was about to rush out, but was caught by Yi Xichen. Yi Xichen said, "Senior, who are you?" As he asked, he was also recalling what great battles their Heavenly Sword Sect predecessors had participated in.

When the ghost cultivator heard him ask, he was puzzled: "Master, have you hurt your brain?" ”

Yi Xichen: "......"

was asked by a ghost cultivator with an incomplete mind and a bad brain if he hurt his brain, Yi Xichen couldn't cry or laugh. But he knew that the ghost cultivated the eyes of the dead heart, and once he recognized it, it was difficult to make sense. Besides, he was stopped by this ghost cultivator, and he couldn't catch up with the eldest grandson Jun, the terrain here is strange, this ghost cultivator is powerful, maybe he can help him find the eldest grandson Jun and leave this area, but it is an object that can be used.

So he simply crossed his legs and set up a shelf: "Yes, Weishi was injured by that devil, don't go yet, tell Weishi, who are you?" ”

The ghost cultivator really didn't leave, and knelt down on one knee respectfully in front of Yi Xichen: "Master, I'm Xiaoyun." ”

"Xiaoyun?" Yi Xichen frowned.

There are also differences in the robes of different people in the Heavenly Sword Sect, this person's robe is not a disciple's robe, there is a totem of the Sword Refining Pavilion, but if it is said to be an elder, it is different from Qiu Jian's robe, it may be that the system of the robe has changed over the past few hundred years, and Yi Xichen really couldn't figure out his status for a while. And Xiaoyun is obviously a nickname, just like he is sometimes called Xiaochen or Xichen. Just by listening to the nickname, who knows who this guy is! The name Xiaoyun is so common again!

Yi Xichen said: "Full name!" ”

The ghost Xiu replied honestly; "Disciple Wei Changyun."

Wei Changyun? Wei Changyun...... Changyun ...... Cloud Chief......

As a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, even if he can't memorize all the names of the previous masters, the most famous ones are definitely thunderous. Not to mention the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the whole cultivation realm, looking at the entire cultivation realm, there may be people who have never heard of the name Wei Changyun, but there is absolutely no one who does not know Yun Changzhen! Yun Changzhen's Taoist name is Yun Chang, and the common name is Wei Changyun! This ghost cultivator turned out to be a famous Yunchang real person!!

Yi Xichen suddenly thundered like five thunders!

Wei Changyun was still kneeling in front of him, he couldn't hold it back, and hurriedly got up and knelt for the other party: "Yun Changzhenren, get up quickly!! Hey, the real person really tortured the disciple! ”

Wei Changyun looked at him puzzled: "Master? ”

The two of you, you kneel to me, I kneel to you, Yi Xichen took a lot of effort to help Wei Changyun up, and looked at the other party incredulously: "Yun Changzhen is really ...... You are actually a real person of Yunchang!! You're here!! ”

Including the eldest grandson Jun, there have been a total of three Heavenly Spirit Root disciples in the Heavenly Sword Sect, and one of them, and the only one who died young, was Yun Chang Zhenren. Yun Chang Zhenren was the beloved disciple of Fenglian Xiaozu in the past, and he cultivated for thirty years to form a golden pill, and before the eldest grandson Jun, this record was never broken. He is also the first sword cultivator to refine the Rainbow Slashing Sword, and he can be said to be an immortal genius! And the reason for his untimely death was that he died with the Phaseless Heavenly Demon in the Demon War, five hundred years ago.

Knowing the identity of Yun Changzhen, Yi Xichen immediately understood what kind of place this was-Tianzhu Mountain!

Five hundred years ago, the Heavenly Sword Sect Fenglian Ancestor brought many sword cultivation elders such as the beloved disciple Yun Changzhen to fight against the demons led by the Phaseless Heavenly Demon in Tianzhu Mountain. In addition to the Heavenly Sword Gate, there are also many real people from various sects, this battle is known as the Demon War, and it is also the most tragic battle in the past three thousand years, including Yun Chang Zhenren, a total of fifteen monks above the golden pill died in this battle, and the rest of the casualties are countless. In the end, Yun Chang Zhenren and the Wuxiang Heavenly Demon returned here, and the battle finally ended, and after five hundred years, the demon cultivation withered in the Xiuzhen Continent, and did not dare to make any more trouble, but the Xiuzhen Realm lost fifteen monks above the golden pill, and it was also hit hard.

Although the resurrected Phaseless Heavenly Demon has been exterminated by the eldest grandson Jun, the current Phaseless Heavenly Demon is originally a remnant after being seriously injured, and his cultivation may not be as tenth-twelfth as it was back then. It can turn the clouds and rain with such a corpse, how terrifying was it back then? It can be seen that the demon war was tragic back then.

After the Demon War, Tianzhu Mountain became a dead land, with no spiritual energy, evil and chaos, and no one dared to approach it. This place has died so many predecessors, and the yin qi is too heavy, so it is no wonder that it will be reduced to the territory of the ghost world, and it is in such a deep place in the ghost world.

Wei Changyun said: "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

The corners of Yi Xichen's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to answer. Wei Changyun called him Master, obviously recognizing him as Fenglian Ancestor. Although he is thick-skinned, he is really embarrassed to take such a big advantage of such a respected senior. Today's head of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Yuying Zhenren, was once a disciple of Yun Changzhenren, and Yuying Zhenren was only a small disciple back then, if it weren't for the Demon Destroying War and the Heavenly Sword Sect that killed a few elders, I am afraid that the position of this head would not be Yuying Zhenren's turn to sit. Speaking of which, in terms of seniority, Yi Xichen still has to call him "Master".

"Division...... You...... I ......" Yi Xichen felt so clumsy for the first time. If you want to ask who his most admired predecessor is, Yun Chang Zhenren is definitely one. Tianlinggen, the thirty-year knot Dan, the founder of the rainbow sword, although the ending is not very good, but he can die a heroic death with the heavenly demons. Yun Chang Zhenren can be said to be a model in the hearts of many sword cultivators!

Wei Changyun said: "Master, you should heal quickly, the disciple is guarding outside, and he will never let anyone hurt you!" ”

Obviously, Wei Changyun, whose soul was damaged, was still immersed in the Great War of Demon Slaying five hundred years ago. He didn't know that it had been five hundred years since the Great War of Demon Slayers, and he probably didn't know that he was dead. He still wanted to protect his master.

The Great War of Demon Slaying was so tragic that not only Yun Chang Zhenren and other great powers fell, but even Feng Lian Xiaozu was also unknown in his life and death. Some people say that Xiao Zu has fallen, some people say that Xiao Zu has soared, in short, after the Demon War, Fenglian Xiao Zu disappeared in the cultivation realm, and he never heard of his movements again. Regardless of whether Fenglian Ancestor was alive or dead, it is certain that in the Great War, Fenglian Ancestor was also seriously injured.

Yi Xichen stood up and said; "I'm fine, let's go out." In any case, his immediate priority is to find his eldest grandson Junjun first.

"Master has been injured to protect his disciple, and he ......" Wei Changyun's slightly drooping eyes made him look even more sad. He was silent for a moment and sighed, "The disciple is incompetent. ”

"Don't say that......"

Wei Changyun didn't stop him after all, and said, "Let's go out together." ”