Chapter 7: The Birth of Human Consciousness

Baiqi Peak, Spring and Autumn Terrace, a competition of martial arts affects the eyes of the world, the matter of the hundred weapons competition has become the most discussed thing in the streets and alleys, and the sect that harvests the invitation card is even more on the cusp of the storm, Beichen Immortal Mountain, Rushui Temple, Tianyan Baimai, Wenyuan Pavilion, Earth Remnant Valley, Daxi Forbidden Court...... One by one, the behemoths, the invitations were sent, and before I knew it, it had passed March, and on the eve of the opening of the Hundred Weapons Competition, some things were happening quietly on the eastern coast of Daxi......

In the east of Daxi, the commercial trade is developed, and the benefits of the sea and seafood, so that the merchant power is huge, many businessmen are colluding with the local sect and the government, making the power of the interest group more and more huge, with the conflict of interests, the friction between the various forces is continuous, every day there will be new forces born, there will also be old forces perish, such a chaotic situation, even if the Daxi Dynasty is a multi-faction of capable ministers to do the main work, it is difficult to control the overall situation, or be corrupted, or lose their lives, for a long time, the dynasty is also a blind eye to the coastal land, Just pay your taxes on time.

And if you want to say who is the most famous person in this area recently, it is none other than Yanjiao.

No one knows the origin of the leader of the Yan Sect, only that he is very young, and most of his subordinates are stray rats or outlaws, and what is even more frightening is that behind the head of the Yan Sect, the delicate drummer, countless people have seen the tragic situation of those heads of a sect, elders of a sect, and masters of the masters, with the sound of drums, the separation of skin and flesh.

And now, the once prominent Linhai Pavilion has been removed, and the pavilion master has been skinned in front of everyone, and all the disciples have died, and the blood is flowing like a river.

"Thank you, sir." Yan Yu gave a salute to the drummer.

"It doesn't have to be that way, just remember your promise." He Changling put the newly made leather drum on the shelf on the side, turned around and asked, "By the way, how is the son of the Linhai Pavilion Sect Master?" ”

"Someone has been sent to chase and kill, with that kid's strength, he shouldn't be able to escape from the palm of their hand."

"Ha, then, do you have a clue about the conditions for the crippled gossip map summoner in your head? I can't wait to meet that woman. "The drummer's hatred for the bone flute has never diminished.

"Speaking of which, after all, the kid only summoned Mr. alone, and with such little information, it is really difficult to deduce the conditions for summoning."

"That's right." He Changling nodded, "I believe you are a smart person, if you deceive me perfunctorily......"

"How dare you, boy."

……

Just as the drummer and Yan Yu were reorganizing the harvest, in a dense forest on the east coast, a young man was running away covered in blood, and several black-clothed killers followed unhurriedly, as if they were playing the prey that they must get.

Yu Guiye's mind kept thinking of the scene of his father being skinned by that person, and he couldn't imagine that handsome person would be such a demon.

Heavy breathing spread in the woods in the middle of the night, and the belief in survival made Yu Guiye flee here, but, the limit of his physical body was about to reach, he really couldn't walk, Linhai Pavilion was gone, how could he, a young man with low martial arts, take revenge? The more difficult it is to cultivate the Hanhai Thousand Layer Wave of the Linhai Pavilion, my father has cultivated to three hundred layers, and he is not that person's opponent, he is only worthy of practicing martial arts for a year, and he has the skill of thirty layers......

Thinking wildly and overtired, Yu Guiye's heart was like ashes, he looked at the black-clothed people who surrounded him, and said desperately: "Give me a good time." ”

"Cut, don't run, my brothers still want to see how long you can run and how embarrassed you can be." One of the men in black spat out a mouthful of phlegm and shouted, seeming a little disappointed.

Yu Guiye, who was already desperate, smiled and said: "Hahahaha, it's really hateful, you who were originally born in Linhai Pavilion, in order to please the new master to hunt down and kill the original young master, betray the master for glory, you can sell once, you can sell the second time, do you think your new master will let you go?" ”

"Hmph, those who know the times are just Junjie, I won't regret it."

"That is, Linhai Pavilion was defeated in the hands of your father, it was useless for him, and he only reached the three hundred layers after practicing martial arts for so many years......"

"Thousands of waves have repaired three hundred floors, it's a joke."

……

"Why is all this nonsense, kill this little cub first!"

I don't know who shouted such a sentence, the man in black rushed up with a knife, and Yu Guiye was also Zhenyuan who suddenly rose, intending to pull a person on his back.

At this moment, suddenly saw the demonic atmosphere, a hundred ghosts walking at night, and a scream came from the dense forest in the middle of the night, Yu Guiye looked at the black-clothed killers who died, instead of fear, he laughed: "This is retribution, retribution." ”

"The empty abyss is endlessly dark, and the red lotus dragon is famous; The pen can still write ghost words, and the throat can also sing demon voices. ”

The poem resounded through the dense forest, and a person slowly stepped out and appeared in the sight of Yu Guiye.

Long black and red hair, red eyebrows, a dress with black background decorated with lines, red silk curls hanging down the ends, and a mask of bitterness and laughter on both shoulders and ears.

As this person got closer, the demonic aura became thinner and thinner, and all of them gathered on this person.

"Did you kill them?" Yu Guiye's eyes widened.

"It was the one I killed, but it wasn't my idea."

Even though his strength was exhausted, Yu Guiye still struggled to stand up, hugged his fists and saluted, the childish young man experienced a catastrophe and life and death, and seemed to have matured in an instant: "The original young master of Linhai Pavilion Yu Guiye, thank you for the life-saving grace of your predecessors, may I ask what your predecessors are called?" ”

"Demon Duckweed * Release Yamama." With that, Shakyama turned around and left, "Come with me." ”

Yu Guiye held on to his body to the limit, slowly followed behind Sha Yanmo, walked for a while, and in the depths of the dense forest, he saw a black-haired young man, dressed in a blue and green power suit, looking down at a sword.

No, that's not a sword! Yu Guiye took a closer look and found that this sword only had a blade on one side, but it didn't look like a knife at all, which was really very strange.

The young man noticed the arrival of the two, and the sword in his hand flashed into a small maple leaf, which was hidden by him in the middle of nowhere: "You came back, but I didn't expect to encounter such a drama just after you came back." ”

"This young man claims to be the young master of Linhai Pavilion, and his name is Yu Guiye, but I don't know the specific situation yet." Shi Yanmo looked at Yu Guiye, who insisted on following him, and showed a hint of appreciation: "He doesn't practice martial arts deeply, and my demon yuan is still inconvenient to enter his body." ”

"It's okay, I'll do it."

The young man came to Yu Guiye's back to heal his wounds by crossing the true qi and moisturizing his tired muscles, and after a while, Yu Guiye felt that he was alive again: "Thank you so much." ”

Although I don't know why the people of the demon clan are on the same road with a human race, it seems that it is still dominated by a human boy, and this person who can be his brother deserves this "Engong." ”

"Where is this place? How many years is it now in Kyushu? ”

Only then did Yu Guiye realize that the trees next to the boy had been destroyed, and there were inexplicable lines on the ground, which seemed to be a formation, could it be a teleportation array? Although he was puzzled, he still said the name of the era and the location of the place.

"I didn't expect it to be almost four months."

"It seems that the temporal flow in that space is abnormal." Shakyama immediately thought of a possibility.

"That's better, tell me what major events have happened in Kyushu recently, as well as the matter of your Linhai Pavilion, let's talk and walk, do you know which direction Wan'an City is?"

"Yes." Yu Guiye looked at the starry sky, carefully discerned, and then pointed in a direction.

The three of them walked together, and Yu Guiye said that many things had happened in Kyushu recently, such as the change of owner of Tianxuan Island, the fall of Yaowangmen, the conflict between Beichen Immortal Mountain and Wanjiao again, and the competition of hundreds of weapons in the Spring and Autumn Stage...... Later, he said that I had the fall of the Linhai Pavilion and so on.

The young man bowed his head slightly all the way, and Shakyama just stayed beside the two of them, and didn't seem to listen to Yu Guiye's speech.

The sky was slightly bright, and Yu Guiye finished speaking, the young man turned to look at him, smiled, and said, "Yu Guiye, my name is Mu Yu......"

"You are the Marquis of Jing'an, who has been missing for a long time?" Yu Guiye exclaimed, and then whispered.

Mu Yu frowned and said, "Ha, it seems that my fame is not small, this time it is over, I want to make peace with everyone, so let's separate." ”

"Master Hou stays!" Yu Guiye knelt on the ground, "Yu Guiye is willing to follow the Hou Ye, lead the horse to fall, and swear to obey each other." ”

"You...... Want revenge? Mu Yu paused, remembering what he had seen in his previous life, the man in pigskin, and shook his head again, "With your current martial arts, even if it is another hundred years, you will still not be the opponent of the leather drum master." ”

"The hatred of destroying the door, the hatred of killing the father, Yu Guiye will fight for his life with blood, and I implore Hou Ye to fulfill it" Yu Guiye took out an ancient book from his arms and presented it with both hands, "This is the only book of the martial arts of Linhai Pavilion Hanhai Thousand Layer Waves, the ancestors used to be characters in Kyushu, but the younger generations are incompetent and cannot practice the Thousand Layers of Waves, and I am willing to take it in order to promote the posture of the Hou Ye." ”

"Keep the cheats yourself, I'll give you three years, and how much you can learn from everyone in three years depends on your creation." Mu Yu walked past the figure kneeling on the ground and said: "Go back to Houfu first, place the maple tree transformed by the walker in the courtyard, and then go to the Spring and Autumn Terrace, after all, I still have an appointment battle in the sword and martial arts competition of the hundred weapons, and I have to go, Wen Luo." ”

"You're a good talker." Shakyama transmits sounds.

Mu Yu replied: "Leather drum master He Changling, I didn't expect such a change, it's really interesting, the person behind him, I will meet sooner or later, isn't it?"

"That's right."

Shi Yan Mo turned into light and went straight to Wan'an City, Mu Yu rolled his hand and took Yu Guiye to the same light.

And in the Linhai Pavilion, the incomplete gossip diagram in Yan Yu's mind moved inexplicably, the darkness was dazzling, the golden rain of merit fell, and a handsome and extraordinary figure stepped out, followed by a white-haired swordsman.

"What kind of reward do you want to ask for your resurrection?" The man chuckled.

"Is this your new help?" The drummer looked at the two people who walked out of the forest and said, his eyes fell on the hand of the swordsman, and then at the swordsman's knife, which was a demon dragon knife.

"Devil's Bend is just one of them." Yan Yu's eyes were blazing, and then he looked at the forest, as if something was deeply attracted to him.

"Oh? And who is the other one? ”

"Renjue, very gentleman!"