In the evening, after the first Yun Lieqi of the Law Hall gave an order, the Yunfu group set up camp on the spot and set up dozens of simple tents on the vast eastern plateau.

Walking all day long, everyone was sleepy and tired, and half of the Yunfu people went into their respective tents to rest after hastily eating their stomachs. The remaining energetic 17th generation of young people lit bonfires in groups of three or five, brought out fine wines, roasted the prey they had hunted during the day, and drank with each other and talked about each other.

Inside the cloud throne tent

The "Sick Yama King" Yun Wuxian sat cross-legged on the beast blanket, his mind was full of the tempting scenes of a group of brothers outside the tent pushing cups and changing lamps, and staggering the chips, and his heart was full of distracting thoughts, as if countless ant beasts crawled over his chest, and the itching was unbearable. Several attempts were made to concentrate on it, but they could not clear their minds anyway.

At that moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly raised his eyes to look at the top of the tent.

Not far away, Yun Lieyuan sat in front of the desk, casually holding the tea cup in his hand, sipping it into his mouth, frowning and frowning to read the Chinese in his hand. The dozens of books piled up on top of the text have been consulted and annotated and placed on the left side.

Throughout the tent, in addition to the "crackling" sound of the bonfire burning, the quiet pin drop can be heard. But outside the tent is a different look, laughing and singing. Coupled with the bursts of rich wine fragrance that came into the tent, the wine worms in Yun Wuzhi's abdomen were ready to move, and it was difficult to calm down, so he simply gritted his teeth and stalked his neck.

"Father, the child can't be still, so it's better to let the child go out too. ”

Before the case, Yun Lie was stunned, drank all the precious tea, and it took half a column of incense to finish the Chinese test, and then he raised his eyes to look at Yun Wu's disease.

"Taking advantage of the time, place, and people, you know how to strike first, which means that my son is not stupid. Yun Liebao walked down the paper, walked to the bonfire money in three or two steps, pulled up the placket, sat in front of the bonfire in the tent, and added some firewood to it.

"Now that you have already made a difficulty, but you don't dare to do it, don't you hear that you won't die if you beat a snake, and there will be endless troubles?"

Yun Wu's self-satisfied face froze, he knew his father's temperament, it was good to be silent, if he dared to have half a sentence of defense, most of them would not be able to eat and walk around, his heart moved, pretending to be a period of Ai Ai, bowing his head and not saying a word.

Sure enough, Yun Lie's expression softened, and he said coldly, "But you can't bear it?"

Having said that, I also knew in my heart that my only son was more than brave, and his strategy was insufficient, so it was useless to say more.

sighed and mused.

Among the Yunfu clan, the four major side branches have secretly accumulated savings over the years, colluded with each other, and have become a climate. It's just that there are no Jindan elders in charge, so he can't set off the slightest storm. Originally, if it goes on like this, within a hundred years, there will be one or two more Jindan elders in the side branches, although they can't compete with their own lineage, they can also be as stable as Mount Tai.

A few months ago, among the four side branches, Yun Liekong was attacked by his nephew Yun Wubei and killed them all.

When I first heard the news, I was also shocked, but fortunately, my brother secretly swept away the beginning and tail, and Donglinwei was even more occupied by Yun Wubei's son and dove, firmly controlled, so that it did not cause a big disaster, but it was inevitable to startle the snake, so that the other three branches were secretly vigilant, but they hugged more tightly under the sadness of the rabbit and the fox.

Yun Lieyang's first lineage is in charge of the Sancheng family in the southern land, and it is the first seat of the Dharma Palace, and the weight of authority is no longer under him. This time Qingfeng Gorge and his party, the elders of the clan overrode the public opinion, and named themselves as the head of the Law Hall to lead the team, and only made the Liezi generation next to Zhiyun Lieyang alone, which is not without its deep meaning.

As an elder, he is also in charge of the Law Palace, so it is naturally difficult to get ahead. The rest of the brothers really don't have the courage or ability to be the first birds, but if the seventeenth generation of younger generations has a big conflict under the youth and vigor, this trip can be used as an excuse to break this vein to pieces, and it will be difficult to do anything again.

It's just these, but he can't say it clearly to the kid who is not sick, and in anger, he reprimanded sternly.

"You have no courage and chivalry, and you have no decision, how will you take over the position of the first seat of the temple of law as your father in the future! A great husband must have the heart of a bodhisattva and the means of a butcher! In this regard, you are far from being as sad as being without sorrow. ”

On the other side of the bonfire, Yun Wuxian was reprimanded by his father for no reason, and suddenly it was like a frosted eggplant, and he hung his head and said.

"But after all, they are relatives with the same surname, wouldn't it be a joke for outsiders to play in the same room. ”

Yun Lieyuan glanced at him lightly, muttered for a long time, and snorted coldly.

"What a relative with the same surname, huh. If it weren't for the fact that the old man of the Lieyang Pulse had no two hearts, this waist card alone would have a way to die!"

Yun Lieqian waved his hand coldly, and without any more words, he motioned for Yun Wuqi to go out. The latter understood, and immediately looked overjoyed, smiled, got up and walked out of the tent, and when he was about to leave the tent, his father's cold voice came from behind him.

"My son must remember that on the road to the clouds, follow closely around Wuqiao, save his life, and there will be no chance of a big chance!"

Yun Wuxi's face was shocked, all along, among these brothers who were friendly to him, with his own strength, he had always regarded himself as a brother, and he protected several people everywhere. The name of the "Sick Yama King" of the Jingbian Marquis Mansion in Puyang is not weaker than the so-called "Heavenly Prince".

Follow up without sorrow, save your life?

Yun Wuxi muttered in his mouth, but after a moment, he nodded thoughtfully and walked out.

In another place, Yun Wubei sat alone in the tent, his mind sank into the sea of knowledge, and his ears did not hear what was happening outside the window.

Up to now, there are more than 10,000 ink-colored needle swords in the sea of knowledge, and this huge number of needle swords is widely distributed in the sea of knowledge, making the sword qi in the space of a hundred zhang in a radius of a hundred zhang, like a void storm, raging in the sky.

If you look closely, these 10,000 Senran needle swords are arranged in an orderly manner: east, south, west, north, and middle. There are two thousand swords in each place, and there are hundreds of needles in the five-sided sword array, and there are hundreds of swords circulating and colluding between the gaps in these five directions, and faintly, it is a "Five Ghost Yin Wind Array" that has been magnified countless times.

The foundation of the formation is complete, and the mana poured into it must be extremely powerful, far superior to the five ghost yin wind arrays recorded in the Ming Jing Pavilion. It's just that this array is condensed by the Yun Wubei Emperor Tiangeng Golden Evil Sword, and then poured it with evil power, it is expected that this array only has monstrous evil power, and there is no half of the Yin Wind Ghost, and it is not appropriate to call the Five Ghosts Yin Wind Array again.

"This array will be called the Ten Thousand Swords Golden Array. ”

Yun Wubei muttered to himself, and stopped paying attention to this.

As soon as the divine thought moved, Yun Wubei summoned more than 100 ink-colored needle swords in the sea, and as soon as these needle swords appeared, they surrounded Yun Wubei's body, rotating non-stop, and connected into a piece, causing the windless sleeves around his body to automatic, making a hunting sound.

Immediately after opening his starry eyes, he took two needle swords and floated in front of him. Then he suddenly carried a body of soul power, but in a moment, there was a faint feeling of blending between the two needle swords, and they slowly fused together, and the sword body swelled a full double after the fusion.

Immediately, he waved his sleeves and summoned several needle swords, and painted a scoop according to the pot to integrate them into it.

As the ink-colored needle sword continued to grow, a sharp and murderous aura spread, blowing the bonfire in the tent and jumping.

Four handles

Five-shank.

In this way, when the ninth needle sword was integrated, the needle sword, which had grown several times, suddenly changed dramatically, and changed its previous appearance.

The sword body was widened by three inches, the sword body increased to four feet, and two gauntlets like a crescent moon stretched out from the side of the sword handle. The sharp qi suddenly sparked, and the wind rose from the entire tent, marking the ground with countless sword marks as deep as inches.

Fortunately, Yun Wubei had already been prepared, and the peak evil power of the early stage of foundation building came out of his body, shrouding the surrounding of the step tent, and the moment when the countless sword qi arrived again, he was pulled into the evil qi and consumed.

In the days that followed, Yun Wubei simply found a chariot, and under the gaze of many puzzled or mocking eyes, he abandoned his horse and hid in it, concentrating on matching a needle sword with it, day and night.

Five days later, there were as many as 30,000 needle swords in the sea of cloud no compassion. The "Ten Thousand Swords Golden Needle" in the sea of knowledge rose twice a lot, and the tide of sword qi that was triggered rose and fell in the sea of knowledge, covering the sky and the sun.

And so many needle swords were formed, which actually made Yun Wu Compassion Consciousness Sea, swell more than ten zhang again in a few days.

At the same time, Yun Wubei was already able to condense the entire ninety-nine ink-colored needle swords into one in an instant, and the giant sword at this time recondensed into the appearance of a bladeless heavy sword, but the sword body was impressively long.

At noon on this day, Yun Wubei was keenly aware that the speed of the mantle car was getting slower and slower, but after a cup of tea, the entire Yunfu queue stopped, and Yun Wuxi's bold voice came from outside the car.

"No sorrow, Qingfeng Gorge has arrived!"