On the side of the Evil Wind Valley, Shan Yi was busy with the succession ceremony of the Thirteen Swords, and Shan Yi also got the news that Bai Yu was trapped in the Divine Dragon Palace, and the inheritance ceremony was imminent, and Shan Yi couldn't pull away, so he had to take care of one or two of Long Qiyin. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I heard that Qian Ze entered Taiyin Mountain first, and Shan Yi just couldn't spare time, so it's okay, recently the news of the ghost emperor's exit came out, and Shan Yi, who originally planned to rectify the affairs of the valley first, suddenly changed his mind.

Shan Yi fought with the Ghost Emperor when he was still a poisonous scorpion child, and at that time the two were indistinguishable, but now Shan Yi has lost most of his cultivation, and the Ghost Emperor has been promoted in retreat, and the two are no longer the same.

It is because Shan Yi must take some measures to protect himself, and the body that he borrowed from Shan Yi is just enough to use the convenience of his identity to gather disciples from Evil Wind Valley to compete with the growing force of extraditing the Seventeen Immortals.

As Jiuxiao said, if you don't call the shots, someone will naturally do it for you, and then if you want to turn over, it will be difficult.

Shan Yi knew that Qian Ze needed the power of Evil Wind Valley as a backing, so he tried his best to rectify Evil Wind Valley in order to pave a way for Qian Ze.

There was no one in Luofu, quietly, today, the last two heirs also rushed back from Lingling.

A small boy hugged a sack, looked up and complained, "Are you stupid?

The man named Absolute Knowing slapped the little boy in the face, "Are you embarrassed to talk about me? If you hadn't said that the inheritance ceremony was tomorrow, would we be in such a hurry!"

"Yo, the two of you~~~ I thought you wouldn't come back from wandering the world. ”

Liuyu sat on the rockery on the side, beckoning to the two with a smile, and Shan Yi stood at the bottom of the rockery and nodded to the two.

Liuyu is one of the heirs of the Thirteen Swords, a disciple of the Twelve Masters Feng Qi, and is most familiar with Shan Yi.

"Where have all the people gone? Lord, we haven't seen him yet. "I don't know how to raise my head and ask Liuyu.

As soon as Shan Yi wanted to answer, he was robbed of the conversation, "The disciples are all gathered in the Huanxi Mausoleum of Longquan Mountain, the time is still early, don't worry~~~"

Jue Zhi put his arm around Shan Yi's shoulders and asked, "Brother's eyes are very good, which master's disciple is it?" The hero doesn't ask where he comes from, he will be a brother from now on, and he will be born and die in the future, and he will deal with it together, do you know?"

"Deal with it?" Shan Yi raised an eyebrow.

Shan Yi thought carefully about who their 'top' was referring to.

The little boy squeezed over and retorted, "Never, haven't you heard of it? Our lord is as cunning as a fox, and he is not so easy to deceive." ”

"I know, I know," Jue Zhi laughed, and said, "What else do you say, the Venerable Lord has a pair of fox eyes, if he grows long hair, he may be taken captive by the Drunken Immortal Mansion to be an Oiran." ”

"What...."Shan Yi's face turned from sunny to cloudy.

"It's really fake...."The little boy was half incredulous, turned his face to look at Shan Yi, and asked with a smile, "After talking about it for a long time, my name is Zhuzhi, brother, what's your name?"

At this time, the two maids in charge of Luofu, Yao Yu and Yao Jian, dressed in formal clothes, walked out of the inner room, walked in front of Shan Yi, knelt on one knee, bowed their heads and said respectfully, "The inheritance ceremony has been prepared, please move to Huanxi Mausoleum to preside over the ceremony." ”

"Good. ”

Yao Jian shook off the brocade robe in his hand and changed Shan Yi properly.

The robe is still the snow blue favored by Shan Yi, and this time the placket is embroidered with purple and gold thread with a cross black scorpion king shining with purple and black brilliance.

Shan Yi left with the two maids in charge.

Juezhi and Takezhi froze in place.

"Did I say something I shouldn't have said....?" he scratched his head.

Takezhi jumped up frantically, "Oh my God, look what we said, fox eyes, Oiran, Master!!, help me!!"

The flowers and branches that sat on the rockery and laughed trembled.

Shan Yi, under the guidance of the Yao sisters, walked into the inner room, Yao saw that he stretched out his hand to pull open the hanging scroll on the wall, a secret door slowly opened, and several people walked in, through a dark passage where the stone wall was polished and smooth, and there was light in front of them.

Out of the dark road, there is no cave.

Facing the entrance of the dark passage, there is a hundred zhang away, is a craggy stone wall, on which is a hundred feet high sacrificial platform, on both sides of the stone wall there are sixteen neatly cut brick and stone plank roads, tightly wound by green vines.

There is a wonderful relief on the stone wall, a huge purple jade scorpion king jumps on it, the scorpion tail inlaid with purple stone shines brightly, the gaze moves downward, the peach trees are surrounded by peach trees on all sides, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the peach petals are flying, adding a trace of evil to the majestic and solemn valley.

Along both sides of the road, there are stone carvings of five poisons, with thousands of postures and different shapes.

Deep in the valley is a splendid palace, not inferior in scale and sophistication to the Xuanjing Hall.

Thousands of disciples under the altar of the sacrifice were crowded one after another.

"The Lord is here――――――" a gloomy and frustrated announcement.

Thousands of disciples looked at the dark passage at the same time, kneeling down in front of Shan Yi.

"The disciples of the evil wind pay homage to the Venerable Lord---"

The loud sound was deafening, and it lingered in the valley for a long time.

Shan Yi raised his sleeves to signal, then turned around, stepped on the stone wall on tiptoes, borrowed strength from the wall many times, turned over and jumped onto the high platform opposite the altar.

"See... That's Qingyunbu..."The disciples in the audience exchanged their heads, "What a strong sense of oppression..."

"The Lord is so young, I thought it should be an uncle..."

"The Lord's fox eyes are so beautiful..."

Shan Yi seemed to have heard some discordant remarks, squinting his eyes at the disciples in the audience, and a creepy murderous aura spread through the crowd.

The disciples in the audience were silent.

Shan Yi turned his face away.

"I thought I was going to die... Scare... I'm scared to death..."The disciples who had just been talking about it were terrified.

A platform protrudes from the stone wall, and fourteen carved stone platforms are placed in order, one of which is empty, and among the thirteen swords, except for the thirteen masters who have died, the twelve masters sit on the carved platform in turn.

Shan Yi bowed his head and said in a deep voice, "Shan Yi has seen twelve masters. ”

The twelve masters stood up, stroked their shoulders and bowed their heads in return.

Shan Yi turned around and faced the thousands of disciples under the high platform, raising his hand slightly, and the lamps on the stone wall instantly burst into a beating purple fire.

Yao raised his voice and said, "Kill the heir of the thirteen swords, meet the lord." ”

The thirteen young inheritors walked to the high platform at the same time, kneeling neatly on one knee, and thirteen black scorpion jade pendants carved with their respective sword names were placed in front of each of them.

Yao Yu continued to raise his voice, "According to the rules of the Evil Wind Valley, the disciples of the single family cannot have a single surname and give a name,

Purple Spirit Charm Sword, single owl, for Yilan.

The dragon yin sword, the single prayer jade, is the Yue Ling jade.

Mirror Heart Sword, Solitary Spirit, for the flow.

The family is endowed with a name. ”

The four who were given names fell on their bows to the ground.

"Thank you for the name. (To be continued.) )