Nothing was said all night.

Early in the morning, Zhao Ye, who was still a little hangover and had not woken up, pulled the Yueming Building, which had already been cleaned up, and hurriedly ate a few bites of food, and then slowly entered the mountain together.

Along the way, with the snow under his feet and the stream murmuring beside him, Zhao Ye occasionally pointed out the rivers and mountains to Yueminglou, shaking his head and shaking his head, but he also seemed to have a bit of fairy wind and bones.

On the way, I met several waves of Zhenyang disciples who went down the mountain to do business, and when I saw Zhao Ye, I was busy calling myself senior brother and giving a salute at the same time. After seeing the bad guy Ye, several of the young female disciples hurriedly hid behind their senior brothers as if they had seen a flood beast, and they all secretly looked at the extremely handsome Yueming Tower with a little surprise and curiosity.

"Xiao Ye, it seems that in the past few years in this True Yang Sword Sect, you must have become more and more domineering and evil!" After a wave of disciples walked away, Yue Minglou looked at Zhao Ye and smiled lightly. If it comes, it will be safe. After a whole night's rest and recuperation last night, his face was much more relaxed and natural at this time.

"Hmph! Those little girls are nothing more than some high-minded and low-eyed, treating me as a wolf, tiger and leopard, but every day they have to dress up and go to the welcoming Panasonic to walk countless times, phew! Brother Guo has been lazily lying on the branches and dozing off all these years, how can he pay attention to those vulgar grease!" As a super gentleman who wants to write the word "gentleman" on his forehead all the time, the most hated thing in his life is that he lost face, stomped his feet hatefully, shook his head and sighed: " You also know that in the previous eight hundred years of the Apocalyptic Era, although the True Yang Sword Sect had been passed down for several generations, each generation had always closed the mountain gate except for the occasional few people with excellent talents, and it was not until after the earth-shattering accident eight years ago that the mountain gate was opened to accept disciples. So now there is only one Yuanying Sect Elder in the True Yang lineage, and one Elder of the Transmission of Gong and one Elder of Law Enforcement. ”

"Ming Lou understands that three years ago, the Niangzi Pass in the northwest of the 100,000 Great Mountain was in an emergency, and the Seven Sons of True Yang galloped to the aid of the Hanging Pavilion in the starry night, and fought with the three Jindan real people of the Hanging Pavilion to fight four demon kings who were comparable to the primordial infants of the human race...... Although the four sons of Zhenyang were broken in the end, they also let the two demon kings give their heads, and the two escaped with serious injuries. When Yueminglou heard this, his face suddenly appeared solemn, and he praised it repeatedly: "At that time, Minglou was on a journey, the good news came, and the world competed to celebrate the legend.

"Yes! Legend has it that the battle was a terrible battle. Although Zhao Ye has a domineering temperament, he is not a person who does not know the importance of it, and at this time, he can't help but sigh leisurely: "The Qingyang Sect of this sect and the Qingrin Zhenren of the Hanging Pavilion have been blessed by misfortune again, and since that battle, they have returned to their respective mountain gates to retreat, and they did not go out until the year before last, and then they all succeeded in the catastrophe and achieved the Yuanying Dazhenren!"

"Ten Golden Pills fight against the Four Demon Kings, it is really a legend!" The two of them just talked, and before they knew it, they were about to walk to the foot of Zhenyang Mountain, Yueminglou looked up, only to see an endless majestic mountain peak rising from the ground, and the middle of the mountain was almost completely shrouded in layers of dense fog, and I don't know how high it is, just like a strong but unfinished landscape picture suddenly unfolded in front of you, making people reverie, but daunting! and deserve a little green and the snowy mountains, and it is a good place to go to the fairy mountain!

"What a majestic mountain! Compared to the Tongtian Peak on the side of the Jingshi, I'm afraid it's not too much!" Yueminglou looked up for a moment, and sincerely admired: "Penglai is ethereal, misty and misty, hanging in the sky is dangerous, and the true sun is majestic! If you talk about the majestic and magnificent place, only the Zhenyang Mountain in this snowy mountain range should be the first!"

As far as the eye could see, I saw several teams of sturdy sergeants lined up at the foot of the mountain, and there were hundreds of them pressed by the black! Even when they arrived at the mountain gate of the Four Great Sword Sects of the Megatron World, those sergeants still raised their heads with great pride!

Zhao Ye and Yue Minglou were curious, and when they took a few closer steps to take a closer look, they saw that although the hundreds of tall and strong soldiers with tigers and bears on their backs were dusty on their faces, their eyes were full of light, and there was a little red between their eyebrows, and they all had the cultivation of the foundation building period!

"Could it be that these people are all elite soldiers in the Northwest Death War Army who have been allowed to leave the army and come to the True Yang Sword Sect to apprentice and cultivate? Although those sergeants had long since lost their armor and blades, the originally bright red battle jackets on their bodies were covered with a thick layer of purple and black light, but they didn't know how much blood of the demon soldiers had been stained!

"Brother Dingguo, Brother Dingguan!" Yue Minglou's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward, and saluted the two energetic young generals who were standing in front of the team: "The lady has been separated for several months, and the little brother is very worried in his heart, I don't want you all to come now! If we can practice together in the True Yang Sect in the future, it will really be a blessing in life!"

"Xue Daxue Er has seen Yue Gongzi! Half a month ago, we led the doll army to leave Niangzi Pass and go all the way north, but we just arrived!" The two young generals with national faces saw Yueminglou, and their heroic faces also showed extremely happy colors, and they hurriedly hugged their fists and saluted back.

"Da Lang Erlang is ...... Where did San Lang Dingbian go?" Yue Minglou glanced left and right again, but still didn't see San Lang Xue Dingbian, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Hey! Dingbian is now lying on a stretcher, carried by a few sergeants to this side! They are walking slowly, and they are still far behind!" The eldest brother Xue Dingguo, who was standing on the left, immediately lowered his head and let out a long sigh, he and his younger brother Xue Dingguan were both seven feet tall and extremely burly and powerful like two black iron towers;

"Ah, what happened, how could that lively Dingbian in Pingsuri be lying on a stretcher?" Yue Minglou couldn't help but ask.

"Yue Gongzi didn't know, a month ago, the demons committed the pass, and was repelled by my dead army, Saburo may have been able to kill at that time, and when the demons receded like a tide, he actually killed from the cloud ladder erected by the demons before...... At that time, we were all busy checking on the sergeant and saving the wounded, but we didn't notice that he had gone down the city pass and chased him out......" Xue Dingguo let out a long sigh again, and stomped his feet: "Later, we were shocked to find San Lang nowhere to be seen, so we hurriedly searched around, and finally found him on a small slope a few miles outside the city...... At that time, the silver armor on his chest was shattered, and he had passed out, and there was the corpse of a demon general who had been killed by his golden spear in his chest......"

"Ahh......h I can't stop at all! But it's really good, and I can actually kill the demon general who is comparable to the human race Jindan with the cultivation of the middle grade of the foundation! What about later?" Yue Minglou also sighed when he heard this, and turned back to Zhao Ye and said: "Xiao Ye, this is the Xue family's Dalang Dingguo, this is Erlang Dingguan, and there is a San Lang Dingbian who has not arrived behind, the three of them are the nephews of Xue Weiyang, the commander of the Northwest Death Army...... As for the hundreds of elite soldiers behind them, they were all strong men who fought to the death against the demons! When the national teacher was ordered by the first emperor to set up a death army with Northwest Niangzi Pass more than ten years ago, they were all just teenagers at that time, but they all joined the army with their fathers and uncles and became the doll army in the death army! Over the years, after countless battles to the death, the doll army is now only the people in front of them! In fact, a few years ago, they had successfully built a foundation and could leave the military to practice everywhere, but in order to protect their families and defend the country, they have been fighting to the death in the army!"

"Saburo Dingbian...... Could it be that the lady in the northwest closed the famous golden gun and silver armor, and desperately tried to san lang Xue Dingbian......?" No, it's the Demon Slayer King's desperate Saburo. couldn't help but have an anxious look on his face, and asked anxiously, "I don't know how Saburo is injured now?"

"It's the third brother!" Xue Dingguan hugged his fists, his voice was also majestic, but at this time, he was sad for his brother's injury, and faintly revealed a trace of crying: "At that time, we hurriedly carried the third brother back to Niangzi Pass, and invited Cai Lao Zhenren from the Hanging Pavilion to treat the third brother's injuries...... Cai Lao Zhenren fed the pill again, and worked hard all night again, and only told us the next day...... San Lang's chest has been broken by the meridians, although his life is safe, but since then he has a disability in his chest, and it is difficult to continue his cultivation!"

"Then you have only come to the True Yang Sword Sect now...... Do you want to worship the True Yang Sect to cultivate together, or do you plan to go on and on until San Lang's body is completely healed?" Zhao Ye asked.

"We came this time to be summoned by the letter of the little national teacher! After that, everything will naturally be arranged by the little national teacher!" Xue Dingguo once again clasped his fists and saluted, and raised his voice: "More than ten years ago, the national teacher personally guided the cultivation of the Doll Army, although it was still the end of the law era, and there was little progress, but the foundation of the Doll Army has been extremely solid by the national teacher!" Eight years ago, the national teacher fell, the prosperous era reopened, our cultivation is even faster into the realm, although a few years ago have been successfully built, but the heart is grateful for the great grace of the national teacher, that is, nothing can be said to give up the mother's pass! Until half a month ago, my uncle received a handwritten letter from the little national teacher, asking all the doll army to go north to the True Yang Sword Sect...... Eight years have passed, and now that the little national teacher has finally been summoned, we are naturally overjoyed and come by order!"

"Minglou's friend is naturally my Zhao Ye's friend! What's more, you are all Uncle Wu's old department! You wait here first, I'll go up the mountain with Minglou to find Brother Guo first!" Zhao Ye thought about it, but he didn't take care of it: "When we meet Brother Guo, he will naturally come down the mountain to greet you in person!"

"No!" Xue Dingguo and Xue Dingguan responded loudly with their fists, and the hundreds of strong soldiers behind them also clasped their fists in unison and saluted, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared!

(End of chapter)

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