Chapter 230: Shushan Immortal Peak, Brotherly Talk
The mountain is not high and there is a fairy name, accompanied by clouds and mist, ancient trees depend on each other, although the mountains do not have the height of the Kunlun Mountains, but Shushan has its unique momentum, the sea of clouds is churning, the aura is abundant, and there is a faint sound of sword roaring intermittently.
In the hearts of countless people who have lived in the Great Qin Empire for generations, Shushan is the immortal mountain that stands tall and is revered by countless people of the Qin State.
At this time, it was already a day before Ye Yun returned to Shushan.
The most upright Cuizhu Peak of Shushan Mountains, three figures stand side by side, their eyes are deeply looking at the sea of clouds at their feet, around Cuizhu Peak, the beautiful scenery is peerless in the world, peach red and willow green, butterfly dance and buzzing, the flowers are fragrant, and the bamboo shadow is sparse.
There are very few such beautiful scenery in the world, and the three people who are in Cuizhu Peak can't help but feel refreshed.
Among these three people, standing in the middle of the sturdy figure, tiger back and bear waist, eyes full of dragon and tiger breath is bronze, bronze can stand here this time, naturally Ao Ni's actions are indispensable.
A day ago, Ye Yun had just returned to Shushan and was hiding from his parents, and he was in a hurry to find Ao Ni to help treat his eldest brother bronze, and he was still extremely worried about whether Ao Ni could save Ye Yun of bronze, and after watching Ao Ni effortlessly forcibly strip off the dragon monk's soul and dragon soul in the bronze body, he also unexpectedly put down the stone that had just been pressed in his heart.
After the bronze sobered up, the family, including Ye Chen's uncle, drank and talked happily, no, after the reunion, the three brothers arrived at this Cuizhu Peak.
Standing on the left side of the bronze, he already looked like a young man, his whole body exuded a strong smell of alcohol, and the person with a scruffy beard was the one who made Ye Yun think hard and couldn't figure out whether it was Ye Yang, a brother who had the same blood as him.
It's just that Ye Yang, who had been taught by Ye Yun, has now stepped into the cultivation of the Sword Sect realm, and over the years, Ye Yang has left many good deeds in a radius of Shushan that ordinary people praise.
"Third brother, I can't imagine that in recent years, you have such a reputation inside and outside this Shu Mountain, and you are actually called the Shu Mountain Swordsman. Ye Yun, who was standing on the right side of the bronze, was vaguely like a peerless sword, and said happily.
The three brothers, according to their appearance, Ye Yun, who has taken royal jelly for countless thousands of years, seems to be the youngest of the three brothers, but he said this to Ye Yang.
In fact, when the family was reunited before, Gu Xian relieved Ye Yun's doubts about whether Ye Yang was his brother, according to Gu Xian, Ye Yang was the son picked up and adopted by his father Gu Xian, but Ye Chen, who didn't have much contact with Gu Xian's family a long time ago, seemed to regard Ye Yang as another nephew.
The doubts in Ye Yun's heart disappeared, according to the personal words of his parents Gu Xian, among the three brothers, according to their age, Ye Yang was the youngest, so Ye Yun would call Ye Yang the third brother.
"Second brother, don't make fun of me. Ye Yang shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the bronze, looked at Ye Yun again, and said with a little shame: "Compared with the second brother, I am not compared, compared with the eldest brother, I am far behind, what is the use of a false name." ”
"Third brother, you're not right. Gu Tong retracted his gaze looking into the depths of the sea of clouds, looked at Ye Yang, his voice was still loud and seemed to contain the qi of gold and iron, and said: "The second brother is now strong to the sky, but it is an existence that will make the Dongyan Wan clan tremble if he stomps his feet, let's not talk about it for the time being." ”
Seeing that the bronze seemed to be deliberately bending, Ye Yun smiled, and seemed to enjoy the warmth between brothers at this moment, but Ye Yang, who was like a spirit, couldn't wait, and hurriedly said, "Big brother has something to say." ”
A look of gratitude appeared in the bronze eyes, and he looked at Ye Yun deeply, and said: "Now, although my strength is stronger than that of the third brother, I just have a sword venerable cultivation, and there is nothing good left in this world at present, and my strength is so rapid and refined, I have to thank me for inheriting most of the bloodline of my ancestor Sword Ancestor." ”
"In general, the three of us brothers, as the eldest brother, I am the most obscure one. Bronze seemed to be a little frustrated and said here, paused for a moment, and suddenly burst into extremely sharp eyes, and said, "However, as a big brother, I don't want to be the last." ”
"What the eldest brother said is very true. ”
Seeing that Bronze's words were vaguely negative, Ye Yun and Ye Yang were about to say something, when they suddenly saw a sharp look erupt in Bronze's eyes, and then, the two of them were naturally extremely happy in their hearts, and said in unison.
"But you have to work hard, big brother, although I am the youngest, I don't want to be the last. At this time, Ye Yang didn't say a word, but it attracted the interest of bronze, the latter was slightly stunned, thinking to himself, the third brother and his own strength is one realm apart, in this case, the third brother seems to be the last person.
"What, third brother, do you have any means to quickly improve your strength?" but Bronze still asked the doubts in his heart and quipped.
"Haha, big brother, let me tell you the truth, although I am now the strength of the Sword Sect, do you know that I am already the peak of the Sword Sect. A hint of good-natured cunning flashed in Ye Yang's eyes, and he smiled.
"I see, I see, haha..."Gu Bronze's brows furrowed slightly, and immediately, he also raised his head to the sky and let out bursts of hearty laughter, now as a second-order sword venerable, he had just been rescued by Ao Ni, and he really didn't know the true strength of some of the people around him, and the strength of the fire boy gathered beside Ye Yun, the ghost ghost and others made Gu Tong have an unpredictable trance.
When Ye Yang and Bronze laughed loudly, Ye Yun smiled in line with the brotherly atmosphere, but the smile on his face was gradually replaced by a trace of silence.
"Second brother. ”
"Second brother. ”
Bronze and Ye Yang found that Ye Yun's expression was wrong, and the joy on their faces was instantly replaced by a trace of worry.
"Nothing. First calmed down the emotions of the two, Ye Yun seemed to have made some decision, looked at Gu Tong and Ye Yang apologetically, and said: "Big brother, third brother, now the Holy Sword Sect is like a lonely boat floating in the sea of storms, without further ado, I will go to the Holy City of All Races today." ”
"Yes. ”
Hearing what Ye Yun said, the joyful atmosphere when the brothers met disappeared in an instant, Ye Yang and Gu Tong nodded heavily, their faces gradually became solemn, the sect leader of the Holy Sword Sect, Gu Qingfeng, was their grandfather, and the Holy Sword Sect was the foundation of the human race for ten thousand years and the foundation of the future, if the Holy Sword Sect was destroyed, even if the strength of the three of them was against the sky in the future, they would be the same as the homeless lonely savages.
"Second brother, take me. ”
"Second brother, take me. ”
After a little silence, Bronze and Ye Yang looked at Ye Yun in unison, and suddenly, a killing atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire Cuizhu Peak.
Slowly waving his hand, the sadness on Ye Yun's face instantly faded, and he said with a smile: "The powerhouses of all races gathered in the Holy Sword Sect this time are the top figures in some holy places, not to mention that their strength is overwhelming, and they must all have deadly powerful hole cards on their bodies. ”
"Yes, at this time, the Holy Sword Sect is probably already a place that is avoided by the lowly cultivators of countless races. Gu Bronze understood the meaning of Ye Yun's words in his heart, and if he and Ye Yang's cultivation went to the Holy Sword Sect, I am afraid that he would not be able to make any decisive moves, and a bad one would become a drag on Ye Yun.
"In this way, the eldest brother and I will listen to the arrangement of the second brother. In the face of the major event related to the survival of the Holy Sword Sect and the rise and fall of the entire human race, Ye Yang was not pretentious, looked at Ye Yun, and said very clearly.
"That's very good. The reunion of the family made the three brothers extremely cohesive, and there was no need to communicate too much between the brothers, Ye Yun nodded heavily, and said: "You just need to take care of your parents, I will take Ao Ni, Ghost Youzi, Meng Kuo, Fire Boy, Aoan, and Bai Shi to the Holy Sword Sect." ”
Ye Yun can be said to have gone through a lot of hardships to get together with his family, this time going to the Holy Sword Sect is unpredictable, how can he take the two relatives who have just gotten together to go on an adventure, not to mention that with the strength of Gu Tong and Ye Yang, he really can't help much when facing the battle of the Holy Sword Sect at this time.
And the number of people Ye Yun wants to take with him is a more difficult role than one another, among them, Ao Ni, Huotong, and Ao Xuan all have the terrifying strength to defeat the saint-level powerhouses, although the strength of Meng Kuo and Ghost Youzi is average, but when facing the average saint-level powerhouse, it is absolutely easy for the two to fight with each other.
Among the six people, Bai Shiki, who is the weakest, can be said to be Ye Yun's biggest helper, and his strange skills that are poisonous in the world, coupled with the strength of the Demon Venerable, who are already at the peak of the Demon Venerable, are afraid that it is easier to deal with ordinary saint-level powerhouses than Ghost Youzi and Meng Kuo.
Moreover, what made Ye Yun, who was originally determined not to take Bai Shi to the Holy Sword Sect, change his mind was that Bai Shi had comprehended a set of supreme exercises on the ancestral Hundred Herbs Compendium, and Ye Yun had also seen the domineering of that set of supreme exercises, so in Ye Yun's mind, the supreme exercises that Bai Shi had comprehended would definitely make many enemies deeply jealous in the Holy Sword Sect.
The core of the Dongyan Continent, the Holy Sword Sect of the Holy City of All Races, the huge and incomparably magnificent aura containing the vicissitudes of ancient and modern times, its scale is no less than that of a city, and at this moment, even the Gao Ming and Gao Jue brothers who are guarding the gate of the giant sword city are gone.
I saw that in front of the gate of the Giant Sword City of the Holy Sword Sect, which was once quite deserted, tens of thousands of powerful monks of various races gathered at this moment, and as far as the eye could see, these monks were holding a variety of weapons in their hands, and the weapons exuded a light that people did not dare to look at directly under the scorching sun.
In the distance of these tens of thousands of monks of various races in different costumes, hundreds of thousands of Holy City citizens gathered, and these people who had lived in the Holy City for a long time would never dare to gather at the gate of the Holy Sword Sect in large numbers so unscrupulously on weekdays, and from time to time they pointed and drew at the Holy Sword Sect, as if they were saying something.
Judging from the situation at the Holy Sword Sect's Giant Sword City Gate, today is destined to be an extraordinary day.
Boom...
Suddenly, there was a loud bang at the gate of the giant sword city, this loud sound seemed to come from the depths of the earth, and the heartbeat of tens of thousands of monks of all races became faster, and the hundreds of thousands of holy city citizens who were standing in the distance all fell to the ground in a 'bang', and from a distance, these city citizens were like a large piece of wheat that had been blown down by the wind.
"What a voice, is there a big war about to break out? ”
While tens of thousands of monks of all races were shocked by this loud noise, they all sent out similar doubts and a complicated mood that was difficult to capture, because they all knew that these monks gathered around them were nothing more than cannon fodder for the next battle, and the real powerhouses of all races had already gathered in the Holy Sword Sect.
It's just that at this time, except for the hundreds of thousands of city-dwellers who fell to the ground, they were still scolding and rubbing the soreness of the fall, and tens of thousands of monks of all tribes did not notice that among their chaotic figures, there was a strong monk with a tiger head and a human body, and the huge axe that was still on his shoulders before had stood on the ground at some point, and on the ground around the axe handle there were several winding cracks that were difficult for ordinary monks to find, and these cracks were bottomless.
If you look closely at this tiger-headed monk, you will find that there is not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, as if he is a strong man from the countryside, but the eyes on his tiger-headed face contain infinite vicissitudes of life, but this monk is by no means comparable to ordinary monks.
After a while, the uproar caused by the loud noise among the monks and city citizens slowly subsided, but as soon as the waves subsided, the waves rose again, and suddenly, the sky above the Sword City of the Holy Sword Sect turned golden.
Lofty...
Just as the tiger-headed monk raised his head and looked at the sky with his eyes containing infinite vicissitudes of life, an earth-shattering sword roar reverberated within the Holy Sword Sect.
"Sword Ancestor, are you finally going to do it?"
As the sound of the sword roared more and more, the tiger-headed monk slowly lowered his head that made the beasts worship, and uttered a word that only he could hear.