Wen Yao Sword Sect began with Yang Zhi, the court guard of the previous dynasty, and was carried forward by his third son, Yang Fengzheng.

The world only knows that in the twenty-sixth year of Huangyang, there was a son who came out of that sect, and with a sword named Danhe, he traveled three thousand miles and was invincible in the world. One person against the enemy, cut off one hundred and seventy-two people from the two gangs and four factions of the Dongting, and with one sword, he cut through the water of the continuous Dongting for 2,000 zhang, which is unique in the world.

People who practice martial arts in the rivers and lakes can't help but be fascinated by his monstrous heroism, especially Yang Fengzheng's final battle with the five evils, which is rumored to be a miraculous skill. It is also rumored that Yang Fengzheng and the Five Evils are friends with each other, but they just played a scene for the rivers and lakes in that Qingcheng Mountain. Some people also say that Yang Fengzheng and the head of the five evils, Wang Chao at the end and back, although they are both in the realm of Xuantianren, but Wang Chao was defeated by Yang Fengzheng with a sword. There are even rumors that in fact, in the end, the five evils won, so Yang Fengzheng was seriously injured, which is why Yang Fengzheng returned to Wen Yao Sword Sect after that battle and died within a few years, and never went down the mountain.

Maybe this is the rivers and lakes, there are people who are also clouds, and there are also people who speculate and criticize. But this can't shake the fact that Wen Yao Sword Sect has become the number one sect in the rivers and lakes, after all, it is a celestial who has reached the Xuan.

The Sword Sect is divided into inner and outer doors and descendants, and the contemporary head of the family is Yang Fengyan, the eldest son of Yang Xi, because of the extraordinary status of Wen Yao Sword Sect, there are countless people who seek to learn and learn the arts.

Descendant disciples, of course, can only be the descendants of the Yang family's bloodline, and then select some highly qualified children from the people who study every year to be designated as the inner disciples, and a little inferior will naturally be selected as the outer disciples. At the beginning, Yang Zhi also set up a sect identity called Sword Servant, most of these children are the descendants of the bureaucrats of the previous dynasty, and not all the old people have good results. There are many people who sit together, those who are exiled, and even those who are beheaded all over the house. Even if you escape the catastrophe, it is difficult to find any good way out and make a living if you hide in a small town.

The imperial court didn't bother to care about these messy and scattered ants, so most of them turned a blind eye and didn't bother to go too much to rectify the meeting. Therefore, if such a child is sent by his family, or he takes refuge in himself, and he has some talent, he will be accepted as a sword servant and distributed to every descendant, and those who have no talent will do some hard labor.

What Yang Zhi thinks is that it is best for these children not to be too prominent, after all, the limelight is too much, and it is easy to die if they are too wise. The court doesn't care now, it doesn't mean that the one at the top is not afraid, once there is an immortal Tianjiao, all the peace and the current balance will be broken.

Sword servants generally choose children of the same age as their descendants, learn the same swordsmanship as their masters from an early age, and then the two of them practice swords together, feeding the sword to their masters to practice moves. The only difference is that the sword servant can only learn sword moves, and as the internal strength of the Sword Sect, it cannot be touched, so in the final analysis, it is just a living stake that can only make sword moves, and Yang Ye was sent to this Wen Yao Sword Sect because his father and mother were old people in the previous dynasty and could not make a living in that small village.

I wanted to find a way to live for the child, but Yang Fengyan, the current sect leader of the Wen Yao Sword Sect, went off the rails with his sword, and abandoned the original intention of the head of the Yang Shi family, and even didn't treat the sword servant as a human being at all. In addition to accumulating over time, practicing martial arts is definitely the best supplemented by medicinal stones, but how difficult is it to practice medicine?

This is just a sword servant who simply accompanies the martial arts and swordsmanship, and from the time he gets started, he has to often test the medicine for his master, and every time he has a new medicine, Yang Ye will use it on those descendants after they taste it.

Although they are all martial arts auxiliaries, most of them are not fatal, but there are also many sword servants who died because the medicine was too strong and the body could not bear it. Fortunately, Yang Ye's master is the kindest and talkative second son among Yang Fengyan's five children, so sometimes after testing the medicine, when there is a very uncomfortable situation, Yang Minghui will give him luck to breathe and relieve the pain.

"Yang Mutou, why is the Yuqiong wine brewed by the mountain Yao spring water so delicious, especially your one-handed wine warming technique, ouch, it's really amazing!" Yang Ye said to Yang Minghui beside him while using a gourd to catch the water from the mountain spring.

Yang Minghui asked, shook his head and said: "How many times have I told you, call the master! What kind of wood and wood, you are also embarrassed, always ask me to warm wine for you to drink, don't I teach you all the skills? You are not afraid of being heard by your father, let alone your father, even if the eldest brother sees it, you have to remove one of your arms." ”

Yang Ye didn't think so, took the pot of water, and said with a smile: "You said, they are all the sons of the sect master, why is the personality so far behind, I was sent to this Wen Yao Sword Sect at the age of seven, and we have grown up together for eleven years, and the two of us have not changed." It's Yang Mingyu's guy, who slashed three and stabbed one to death, and now I'm afraid it's fast. ”

"This kind of joke, just say it in front of me. Yang Minghui was somewhat confused by Yang Ye's words, Yang Ye saw this, so he put a hand on his shoulder with a smile, and said playfully: "Okay, just kidding, one is your eldest brother, the other is your boss, I know that you are not a good choice." ”

Yang Minghui didn't say anything, but Yang Ye pulled and pulled along the way, and untied the red silk around his waist, saying that he didn't look at it when he tied it, why did he use this to represent his identity, and tied it to his waist while talking.

Just when the two of them went down the mountain, they saw a masked woman in green clothes suddenly fly to the two, and in an instant, a middle-aged man also followed with a sword, and the woman immediately flew away and stepped on the leaves, and said: "Famous and decent, it's really ridiculous, Yang Fengyan, one day I will ruin you!"

The man with the sword was none other than Yang Fengyan, the master of the Wen Yao Sword Sect, he looked at the woman who flew away, and glanced at Yang Minghui and Yang Ye out of the corner of his eye, and when he glanced at the red silk on Yang Ye's waist, a fierce light appeared. There was no superfluous movement, and he chased after the woman in the direction she had left.

Not long ago, Yang Fengyan returned to the sect, and surprisingly he was furious with a sword servant at the bottom of his identity, thunder, with a hundred sword whips, and ordered him to go to the Yaoquan Cave in the back mountain to cut grass and build stones, and he was not allowed to go down the mountain for life.

Yang Minghui's plea was fruitless, so he could only go up the mountain to chat with him for comfort, and from time to time he brought a roast chicken or a pot of warm wine. It was Yang Ye, who was a little comfortable at first, but then he was also open-minded and relieved, and in turn comforted Yang Minghui and said that he finally had a good time, and he didn't have to take those messy medicines anymore and lived longer. Yang Minghui naturally knew that his personality was like this, so he didn't say anything more.

Three years passed like this, until Yang Minghui got a piece of news, a news that he had to tell but didn't want to tell Yang Ye.

A partial general of Huang Yang, for the sake of the so-called war exploits, slaughtered Yang Ye's town cleanly, even his parents and his sister, who had not been with him for a long time when he was a child, were not spared.

"What about the sect master, doesn't it mean that with the protection of the Wen Yao Sword Sect, the imperial court will never be in trouble?" Yang Ye sat on the top of Yaoquan Mountain, drank the wine brought by Yang Minghui, looked at the sect on the mountainside, and asked lightly.

Yang Minghui looked at the person in front of him who had grown up together since childhood, and felt a little strange, and said calmly: "My father has been in retreat for a year, and now it is the eldest brother who takes care of the affairs of the sect. Although Wen Yao Sword Sect and the imperial court reached a certain degree of tacit understanding with the old people of the previous dynasty, in the end, if the imperial court moved, our Wen Yao Sword Sect would also ....... Yang Minghui slowly lowered his head as he spoke, and gradually lost his voice.

Yang Ye was silent, sneered softly, slowly stood up, raised his head and lowered his stomach with a pot of warm wine, turned around and said: "Wen Yao Sword Sect doesn't dare, unwilling, don't want to, because that unrelated person is involved in the palace situation, and I am afraid that the temple will be burned too fiercely in case it will be burned." Just like me two years ago, a slave is a slave, even if it's that red, a life like mine can't afford to be worth it!"

"It's not as bad as you think, I've already told my eldest brother, if it doesn't work, I'll go and ask my father to get out, and I will definitely help you find justice." Although Yang Minghui said this, he had no confidence, or rather, he knew very well in his heart that even if everything was as he said, could he really change anything?

Yang Ye smiled, handed the wine in his hand to Yang Minghui, and said softly, "No need, wood." In the future, my path will be determined by my own sword!" After saying that, I saw that the saber that was originally placed on the ground suddenly rose and flew into his hand, Yang Ye immediately smiled bitterly, and in front of Yang Minghui's shocked face, he flew down from the cliff on the top of the mountain.

Yang Minghui walked quickly to the edge of the cliff, only to see that Yang Ye broke through the clouds and mist, stepped on the flying wind, dressed in white and with a green sword, and fell towards the mountainside sect.