On the top of the stone mountain, the clouds and mist are ethereal, and the air flow is steaming, shrouding the entire Tianya Haige.

On the whole stone mountain, there are many pavilions and pavilions, and the courtyards and houses are lined up one after another, and I don't know that there are hundreds or thousands.

Since Yang Hailan passed away, Tianyahai Pavilion was succeeded by his son Yang Yuchen as the head of the pavilion.

Yang Yuchen is now nearly fifty years old, with a long beard fluttering under his chin, a high crown of feathers, a fluttering fairy robe, and a pair of eyes that are slightly narrow, but they reveal a deep and wise luster.

At this time, Yang Yuchen was thinking about the major events that had happened one after another in recent years, with the birth of the Heavenly Palace, the world had undergone drastic changes and chaos.

Especially the collapse of the Xuantian Sect, which is also one of the previous sects, taught him to empathize and shudder!

Thinking of his father Yang Hailan more than ten years ago, Tianya Haige was in the ring of wolves, and the Dao system was shaky, if it wasn't for that one who drew his sword to help, Tianya Haige was afraid that it would have been swallowed by other forces, and there would be nothing left of the bone dregs.

And he, the heir of the end of the world, has the best ending but to die at the end of the world, and of course, it is more likely to turn into dry bones in the grave.

"Yun Tianshu!"

With this name in his heart, Yang Yuchen sighed softly, with mixed emotions in his eyes.

For this Sword Emperor, he didn't know whether it should be gratitude, jealousy, reverence, or something else.

He and Yun Tianshu are the same era, the two are of similar age, when he was a teenager, he also competed with Yun Tianshu, but unfortunately he was defeated repeatedly, and he was also jealous, angry that his father valued Yun Tianshu more than himself.

But it turns out that his father Yang Hailan's vision is unique, and it is indeed unmatched.

For Yuntianshu's investment, the return far outweighs the effort.

The corners of Yang Yuchen's mouth lifted a wry smile, after so many years, he had already rested thinking about competing with Yun Tianshu, and the two were no longer at the same level.

Shaking his head, Yang Yuchen's fingers lightly tapped on the stone table, his face groaning.

If you want to say that the thing that he cares about the most in recent times, it is still the Panwu Heavenly King who was born out of nowhere, after all, this matter is too sensational.

The battle between heaven and man is earth-shattering, and there is also a statue of heaven and man who fell on the spot!

And the incident happened in Dingzhou, which is close to Bingzhou, this distance is simply a step away for the masters of the heavenly and human levels, how can Yang Yuchen deal with it calmly?

As early as the first moment the incident spread, Yang Yuchen ordered people to go down to collect all the information about Zixiao Palace and Panwu Heavenly King, and stepped up the dispatch of people to keep an eye on the wind and grass in Dingzhou.

Suddenly, Yang Yuchen tapped the fingers of the stone table, his ears moved, and an ethereal voice came into his ears.

"Yuchen, you go to the Heavenly Road to greet the two guests and bring them over!"

There were nearly three thousand people from the entire Tianya Sea to ordinary disciples, up to the elders, and only one person was qualified to speak to Yang Yuchen like this.

"Ascending to the sky?!"

Yang Yuchen shifted his gaze and looked towards the outside of the hall, and there was a faint guess in his heart.

The sleeves of his robe were rolled, and his figure floated out like a cloud, his body was smart and mysterious, his big sleeves were fluttering, and he was in and out of the clouds, more like a Jiuxiao Immortal, with an extraordinary look.

In a few moments, Yang Yuchen arrived at the road to the sky, stood on the clouds, and looked down.

Its mountains are only stones, and the walls are thousands of feet!

The so-called road to the sky, is to dig a sheep intestine trail on this thousand zhang stone wall, its path is narrow and precipitous, stretching from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain between the mountains and clouds, climbing without help, the more the wind is stronger and stronger, blowing on the human body like a knife, more through the cold of the bone marrow!

If you are not careful, once you miss and fall, you will be knocked to pieces.

Therefore, even if he is a disciple of the Tianya Sea Pavilion, he rarely goes down the mountain before his martial arts are completed.

Call! Call!

At this moment, in the clouds and mist of the mountains, two figures, one black and one white, could be faintly seen, and they climbed into the sky like geese for nine days, and the steep and steep heavenly road was as straight as a flat road under their feet, unable to cause the slightest obstruction.

In a few breaths, the black and white figures swept up the stone mountain and landed silently.

Yang Yuchen raised his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, his demeanor was still calm, and he greeted him with his hand: "Duke Jiushan, Brother Tianfeng, the two of you have come to my Tianya Pavilion to welcome Yang Mou!" ”

The one who came was the Lord of the Cloud Feather Sect, Tianfeng Yushi, and the black-faced old man.

Tianfeng Yushi saw Yang Yuchen waiting here in advance, his face was slightly surprised, and he immediately smiled: "I waited for uninvited, and I hope that Brother Yang will not be guilty." ”

The black-faced old man Jiushan Gong stared at Yang Yuchen for a moment, and sighed: "The back waves of the rivers and lakes push the front waves, Yang Hailan has a son like you, even under the nine springs, it is enough to be gratified!" ”

Yang Yuchen's face was calm, and he smiled indifferently: "I am less than one-tenth of the first father, and the prince of Hatoyama is too famous." ”

Hatoyama shook his head.

This Yang Yuchen in front of him is a little incomprehensible, but he faintly feels that the other party's breath is like an abyss and a sea, unpredictable, no matter how he cultivates his state of mind, he has almost reached the realm of flawlessness and immaculateness.

Moreover, Yang Yuchen's accumulation is profound and pure, even if it is against himself, if it is changed to ten years ago, Hatoyama Gong still has the certainty of capturing and killing the other party.

But now that his qi and blood are declining, his combat power has been greatly reduced, and he is afraid that if he can't win within a hundred moves, he will even be exhausted by the other party and die.

Yang Yuchen said again: "The two of you are here today, could it be that they are here to see the Sword Emperor?" ”

Tianfeng Yushi said solemnly: "Exactly! ”

Yang Yuchen nodded, and said with a smile: "The Sword Emperor already knows that the two of you are coming, please come with me." ”

At the moment, Yang Yuchen is leading the way, Tianfeng Yushi, and Jiushan Gong are following, this mountain top is extremely vast, and there is even a large lake in the center with a radius of several miles, ordinary people may not be able to finish it even if it is a few hours, but the three of them are all top masters, even if they have not performed any profound body methods, they can cross more than ten zhang with a casual step.

Soon the three of them arrived at the edge of a cliff, and the cold wind blew, stirring the robes of the three of them hunting, and then a flat voice without the slightest emotion sounded in their ears.

"Hatoyama Gong, I haven't seen you for many years!"

Tianfeng Yushi, Jiushan Gong's body was shocked, and his eyes involuntarily looked forward, but he saw that dozens of zhang away, under the shade of a green pine, there was a person sitting on a huge bluestone like a mountain bag.

The man wore only a white-washed garment, with thick inky hair draped over his shoulders, a hat made of wicker, and a pine branch in one hand, on which was tied a thread thinner than spider silk, which fell from the top of the mountain to the rapids where the three rivers meet.

It's actually fishing!

Tianfeng Yushi, Hatoyama Gong's face invariably swept a touch of horror, before this person spoke, they didn't even notice the existence of the other party, even if they were both masters of the Heavenly and Human Level, but the two of them couldn't even muster up the idea of having the courage to fight.

Tianfeng Yushi smiled bitterly in his heart, and Hatoyama Gong sighed: "Yes! We haven't seen each other for at least twenty-seven years, who would have thought that you Yun Tianshu could reach the height of today, maybe... Maybe you can really take that last step, but not necessarily. ”