Chapter 338: The Death of the Side
A mountain peak in a semi-hidden sea of clouds.
The peak shape is straight like a sword, straight into the sky and the sky.
The name of the peak is Zhenyun.
Although the Famous Sect is a power on the mountain, it is not comparable to the six main veins of the Heavenly Sect.
There are only two pillars of the thickest mountain peaks in the sect, one is the Zhenyun Peak where the Chenyu vein is located, and the other is the Yaoyun Mountain of the sect master's vein.
One mountain and one peak, it is most of the famous sect, as for the outside world rumors, there is a faint vein of the famous sect, wanting to turn these two pillars of optimus into three pillars.
It's not a rumor, but there really is, but those two gold-edged Tsing Yi monks who are in charge of all the silver-edged Tsing Yi of the Famous Sect are obviously a little bit short of picking up this pillar.
The peak of Zhenyun Peak gathers a hall and a hall in the Chenyu line.
That is, the council hall halfway up the mountain and the ancestral hall at the top of the mountain.
It seems that the thousands of sects in the five states, the ancestral halls of large and small sects, whether they are big or small, whether they are large or small, whether there are sects or not, the ancestral halls of the sects generally have one or two common characteristics.
Small and old.
The latter is still easier to understand, after all, the ancestral hall of each sect has its own inheritance, and the longer the inheritance, the more old it will naturally become, which is a special relic after the passage of time.
Which sect doesn't want its ancestral hall to be dilapidated? But how many years of history should it have, and he has a corresponding degree of age.
Not to mention the Xuandi monk of the upper three realms, even the further Xuansheng, he can't rewrite the historical facts of the years.
The famous Zongchenyu is naturally a long history, and the history of the sect has been recorded in the historical books for many years.
The founding patriarch of the famous sect, there are only two disciples under his knees, the eldest disciple inherited the position of the suzerain of the famous sect, and the younger disciple has his own lineage, which is a single peak.
Therefore, the construction time of the Ancestor Hall on the peak of Zhenyun Peak is not as long as the night on Yaoyun Mountain, about ten years.
About these two people who have been enshrined in the highest ranking of the Patriarch Hall of Yaoyun Mountain, second only to the ancestor of the Founding Patriarch.
There was also a lot of gossip between the gossip of the low-level monks of the Famous Sect.
What great ancestor is not as good as the little patriarch, the big patriarch is more loved by the old patriarch, and so on.
However, these whispers only dared to spread among the low-ranking monks, and even the slightly higher mountains could not be transmitted.
But even if it reaches a certain big man on the mountain, those big people will only laugh.
Not to mention the mountain forces of these sects, it is difficult for those third- and fourth-rate mountain gates to achieve no gossip about the past, and the wind can't gossip?
Besides, a big man who can put a chair in the ancestral hall will be able to deal with those little people who are still bouncing at the foot of the mountain?
I can't afford to lose that face.
The pillar of the famous Zong Chenyu lineage is surnamed Bu, Bu Xiao'an.
The name is elegant, but the name of this old ancestor can be called "frightened" among the famous sects, and even those big people who can reach the peak of Zhenyun Mountain tremble a little when they see their uncle and ancestor who have to bow down.
In addition, Bu Xiaoan was still a straightforward Xuandao sword cultivator when he was young, but the sword cultivation was a difficult one, so he reined in time and turned to specialize in Xuanfa and broke through the three realms.
The way of the sword is not successful, but the big temper of the sword cultivators has been learned.
Even the peer ancestor who was in charge of the Discipline Hall of the Famous Sect was not much younger than Bu Xiao'an.
In front of many of the younger generations of the famous sect, he fought in the hall of the famous sect in Yaoyun Mountain.
Many junior monks dare to say with their chests lined up, they have seen Master Bu draw a sword, the sword aura is cold, the sword intent is overwhelming, where is it like a Xuan Xiu of the Three Realms, it is clearly a Xuan Dao sword cultivation?
It's the kind that can kill the enemy beyond the ranks, and the famous monk who said this couldn't help but say more: Don't you dare to go out to show off, maybe this is the deliberate behavior of Master Bu, is it a picture? It's not the old saying, this pretending to be a pig can eat a tiger.
Of course, after saying this outspoken monk, he may feel that something is wrong there, so after thinking about it, he quickly explained: No, no, Master Bu is not a pig, but a tiger, ah, no, obviously it is......
The more he talked, the more chaotic it became, but the listeners laughed out loud.
Who doesn't want their sect to have such a sword cultivator in the upper three realms?
Even if you go out to brag in the future, the waist pole can be tough and three points, right?
Why does Beizhou dare to be so bullish? Among the five continents, it is the only state that dares not to open its door, and it is not by the deterrence of that sword?
The peak of Zhenyun Peak, because it towers into the clouds, is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, and taking a breath of air is to tear off a cloud.
But there are always a good day or two in the year.
It is a clear day to clear the clouds and see the sky.
The rare warm sunlight is rarely reflected in the blue-black ancestral hall.
The sun at the top of the mountain is more golden and milder.
The first time I climbed to the top of the mountain, I felt intuitive, and the bottom of my heart could be described as cold as ice.
Looking up, there is an offering table that is no more than ten paces away.
The long strip of eaves-shaped tablets above the offering table has six rows.
This is the true essence of Chenyu's vein.
In the highest row of cards, only one spirit tile is placed in the center.
This point, whether it is the Chenyu vein or the Yayun vein, is the same, and the highest part of the offering table is dedicated to the ancestor of the founding school.
Wen Bian only had endless regret in his heart at this time, and the fatigue of most of his life was simply ruined.
It shouldn't be a greed that shouldn't be raised.
Regret it? Maybe there is, but more often than not.
Why did he smell that he was a sect and contributed his most precious years to Chenyun's lineage, and in the end, he was like a waste that no one wanted, and he threw it away.
Kneeling on his knees, his head hanging down to the ground, and the blue and black plates in front of him were almost seen by the smell.
Suddenly, a shadow covered him.
Wen Bian's heart was suddenly stuck in his throat.
Before he could speak, a clear voice came from in front of him: "Do you know what mistakes you have made?"
I was happy when I heard it, but fortunately I rehearsed the problem in advance, and fortunately, I rehearsed it repeatedly in my heart.
However, there are two points that Wenbian has not been able to think of or dare not think of.
One of them is the first time in his life to step into the low threshold of the ancestral hall.
The second is in front of him, and at the same time, he is also the owner of the source of the sound, the ancestor of the entire Chenyu lineage.
However, it doesn't seem to be much different for Wenbian.
Without waiting to hear it, he blurted out his skillful words.
A palm as light as a feather, but as light as Tarzan, pressed on the right shoulder of the smelling side.
Wen Bian was about to raise his head and explain a thing or two, but he found that he couldn't lift it up no matter what, and then Wen Bian couldn't think of anything in his heart.
The eyes were empty, and just like that, dead.