Predecessors all over the world

The first thing Ye Zhou did when he returned to the sect was to pay a visit to Zhenjun Yuanqiu. He was in seclusion and did not see anyone, so he bowed outside and then went to his master Ye Chen's place.

The moment he saw Ye Chen, he almost couldn't admit it: "Master?"

"Are you back?" Ye Chen raised his head and nodded slightly. In the misty smoke, his white hair could not be covered, his skin was loose and he was exposed, which clearly showed that he had little life span.

He saw Ye Zhou's shocked expression and smiled: "No need to be surprised. My life is approaching. I want to see you before I die, so I have to come back thousands of miles away."

Ye Zhou closed his eyes and looked painful. To this day, he can still clearly recall the situation when Ye Chen came to the Ye family to select disciples when he was young.

At that time, the Ye family was thriving because of the Jindan real person. The family was thriving, with houses all over the mountains, with thousands of slaves, and a prosperous look of flowers and brocade. His parents died early and were fostered at a cousin's house, because

The whole family is rich and has never suffered any hardships. Although they have never had a wealth of food and food, they have enough food to eat, and there is a school.

That day, when I heard that my backer was coming, the whole clan was sensational. The children were wearing new clothes and waxed the floor, so bright that they could shine with people.

Ye Chen was smart and knew that saying he wanted to accept disciples in advance would inevitably lead to open and secret struggles in the family, but what does this have to do with him? He had no children and no daughters, as long as he was a child of the Ye family.

Therefore, he just said to take a look, and when he was halfway through the conversation, he casually mentioned that he wanted to look at the children in the clan.

Under the spiritual consciousness of Jindan Zhenren, the tribe members did not dare to make a fool, and honestly picked out children under the age of seven. Ye Zhou was among them. He was confused and remembered to memorize some books and identify some herbs.

He was praised: "This son is very talented, please follow me to return to Chongxiao Sect."

In this way, his life changed.

There is the Yuanying True Lord at Jinshi Peak, and he is also in charge of the Danding Pavilion. It is also a huge force in Chongxiao Sect. As the founding disciple of Yuanqiu True Lord, Ye Chen's qualifications are even more extraordinary. He ascended to heaven and his status suddenly rose.

Ye Chen treated him very well. He taught him everything he learned in his life, saying that he was a master and apprentice, and he was more like a father and son. He thought his master would have a long time, but he did not expect that he was already at the end of his life.

"Master, the longevity pill..." Ye Zhou hesitated.

As alchemists, what they lack the least is elixirs. Although the materials of longevity pills are precious, they will definitely collect some of them and prepare them in advance.

Ye Chen said: "I have been convinced by my master, otherwise I will not be able to wait for you to come back."

Ye Zhou was unwilling to give up: "Is there really no way?"

"I've been trapped in the middle stage of the Golden Pill for too long. Now even if I break through to the late stage, I don't have time, or I don't have the ability to make babies." Ye Chen sighed.

The road to immortality is so cruel. There are mountains after mountains before my eyes, and I can't climb over them, so I can only wait for death. However, those who can die like him are blessed among monks, and those who are killed by others

It's the majority.

When he was young, he was also depressed and angry because of this, but when he was old, he was out of sight.

Enough.

"I asked you to come back, there is something you want you to do." Ye Chen calmed down and told him the request made by Yin Miaomiao, and said, "She is waiting for the progress of the artifact workshop. She has not urged us in the past two years, but

I heard that the standards of the Artifact Shop have been well tested, and I think it will be the turn of Danding Pavilion soon."

Ye Zhou really didn't hear about this, and was a little surprised: "Master means..."

"You have been taken care of by Su Wei before, so you should share her worries and problems." Ye Chen's face was silent, but he sighed in his heart. He called his disciple back to his side at the death, of course he would not just ask him to repay his kindness. This move is really

have no choice.

Many disciples under the sect of Zhenjun Yuanqiu, including him, are not one of them that is fuel-efficient. The interests of Jinshifeng and Danding Pavilion are too great. Who is not jealous? For hundreds of years, fellow disciples have been fighting openly and secretly, and some have even died because of this.

Ye Zhou is his only personal disciple. After his death, most of the resources will belong to him. Can he keep these things? Although the master is generous, the disciple and the disciple must be closer to the former.

He must find a safe backer for himself, his disciple.

Just so happens that Bai Lu Summit needs his favor.

"It's important, don't waste time, go." Ye Chen waved his hand and turned to look at the alchemy furnace, "Master can hold on for another one or two years."

Ye Zhou swallowed back the choking in his throat and whispered: "Yes."

He took a short rest, washed away the dust, and visited Bailu Peak.

The peach forest grows more lush, dark red, and light red, like clouds. The gurgling stream flows from top to bottom through bluestone, and the clear water can see the traces of fish and shrimp swimming.

Butterflies and bees fly around among the flowers, little white rabbits play hide-and-seek among the grass, orioles sing loudly. Wisteria climbs the paths up the mountain.

The Bailu Peak used to be like a Yaochi, beautiful and secluded, but the Bailu Peak now looks like a wonder of the world.

The cicadas are louder in the forest and the birds are singing in the mountains.

Very good too.

Ye Zhou slowly walked up the mountain. A simple foundation-building female cultivator saw him, avoided giving a gift, and asked again: "Senior, are you here to visit the Palm Peak?"

"Yes." He stopped, "Please send a message on behalf of others and say that Ye Zhou is here to visit..."

Before he finished speaking, a soft voice fell: "Come up."

The female cultivator smiled and made a gesture of inviting her: "Do you need the juniors to lead the way?"

“No need.”

He recognizes this place.

Yin Miaomiao is not in the house, but next to a stream in the back mountain.

The lush peach tree cast a shade, and she lay on the bluestone under the shade and looked through the jade slips. Her feet naturally hang down, soaking in the water. The cool running water overflowed the insteps of her feet, bringing some coolness.

Peach blossoms fell everywhere, some fell on her hair, some fell into the water, and the fallen flowers were colorful. She didn't raise her eyes: "It's also naughty."

"Oh!" A bunch of hair fell from the flower branches, and flapped her wings and crawled into her arms, "I was caught again."

Yin Miaomiao rubbed its belly and handed it a smoothie fruit. The fruit looks like a tomato, and the flesh is sour and sweet. Unplug the stems on it and insert a reed tube to suck it directly. It is Xiao Fenghuang's closest

Good mood.

It pecked off the leaves in a familiar way, inserted the tube into it, and took a sip of it happily.

The strange aura came with the wind. It raised its head, blinked its emerald-like eyes, and looked at him curiously: "What does it smell like on you, it smells fragrant."

Ye Zhou looked at it and guessed it was Yin Miaomiao's spiritual pet, so he took out a pill to replenish it - spiritual pets usually like to eat this.

However, the little phoenix was frightened and shook his head hard: "I'm not sick, don't take medicine!" As he said that, he took a sip of iced juice nervously. Well, this is still the best time.

Ye Zhou frowned slightly. The amount of spiritual energy of this spiritual nourishing pill is a hundred times that of the smoothie fruit I drink. He would rather drink juice than take pills?

"Silly, this is a good thing." Yin Miaomiao took the pill from his palm and fed it, "Try it."

The little phoenix hesitated and took it over and swallowed it.

The abundant spiritual power spread throughout the body, and the thin fluff exploded slightly, and it couldn't help but burp: "Uh, it's so full."

"Say thank you." She reminded.

"Thank you." Xiao Fenghuang said thanking me in a slight voice, but she felt a little aggrieved. She held the smoothie fruit on her wings, "I can't drink the juice anymore."

"Drink it next time." It was reluctant to let it go and drank the remaining juice very tenaciously.

After being full and warm, the little phoenix was sleepy. He ate and drank enough. He yawned, lay on her lap, and fell asleep.

Yin Miaomiao covered it with a handkerchief and then said, "Sit down, the weather is good, let's bask in the sun."

Ye Zhou sat down more than half a meter away from her, his eyes falling on the rippling stream.

"Why are you back?" she asked. "How is the situation in Xizhou?"

"Master's life is about to end, so I specially called me back." He simply answered the first question, but thought about the second one for a long time before saying, "When I left, the situation was very bad."

The Demon Continent is a general term, which does not refer to a territory as large as a continent of demon cultivators. Judging from the past few confrontations, the number of people may be more than that of Taoist cultivation. After all, before the Golden Elixir, it was difficult to practice Taoism, but it was easy to cultivate demons, but under the Heavenly Dao.

, Dao and Demon can become immortals, no wonder many people choose the Demonic Way.

The war in Xizhou was not accidental, but a war that the demon cultivator had planned for a long time, with sufficient numbers and equipment. On the other hand, Taoist cultivator, although the three major sects sent people to stop it, this was just moral assistance, and the backbone was impossible.

Sent to the battlefield.

All the people died and the three major sects were over. No one was a fool. As for the monks in Xizhou, there were even more monks who stayed to fight against the demon cultivators. They left. The monks were all over the world and traveled everywhere, but they did not have the complex of being unable to leave their hometowns.

Therefore, to calculate the number of people in Liuzhou, Taoist cultivators are only one-third of the demon cultivators. There is still a steady stream of support from demon cultivators, and it is clear at a glance which one is stronger and which one is weaker.

Although Dao Xiu sent a Yuanying to the side, several demon kings from the Demonic Continent had arrived in Liuzhou.

Previously, the lust girl from Ecstasy Mountain and the Eclipse of Minghui Mountain went to Xuenn Peak. Although she failed to cross the border successfully, she also seriously injured Mu Tianguang who was guarding the rear.

With all the reasons, many monks have already developed the intention to retreat and do not want to explain it there for nothing.

To put it bluntly, the war in Xizhou did not threaten the three major sects. Even if Xizhou was occupied by demon cultivators, it would not suffer any losses for them. Who would be happy to die for the sake of not being their own territory?

Once people's hearts disintegrate, the situation becomes worse and worse.

"At the beginning, the Tianyi Alliance was just a call, not a sect order." Ye Zhou said softly, "When I came back, many people... also left."

Yin Miaomiao asked: "What do you say about Gu Qiushui?"

"Senior Brother Gu brought a lot of flying boats and sent a lot of people away." Ye Zhou closed his eyebrows slightly, "Senior Sister, I think the situation is very bad."

"It seems that Liu Zhou can't save it." She pondered for a moment, and became scheming in her heart. "Since I can't defend it, I should evacuate."

If the territory is gone, you can still get back. If the people are gone, it will take many years to achieve success in cultivation. It is not easy to defend Liuzhou, so it is better to temporarily retreat to Jingzhou and Qiuzhou and take advantage of the natural dangers of the sea of ​​clouds to defend it.

Gu Qiushui also thought so. However, he could walk, but he couldn't walk in shame. While arranging Liuzhou's low-level monks to retreat, he was planning to play with a big shot.

That night, chasing the wind city.

The flying boats were moored in the open space, and under the moonlight, the long queues slowly moved upwards. This is the third spacecraft this month, the eighth evacuation this year.

The elderly, weak, women and children have been sent away. Today they are going to leave the last few disciples of the three major sects. They either hate the demon cultivators deeply or have faith in their hearts, and they are still unwilling to leave. They persist until today, so they cannot

Don't pack your bags with a sad mood.

The lanterns swayed and the wind yelled. Those who left were in a heavy mood and no one spoke.

In a silence, the spiritual fire in the lamp jumped and went out silently. The dark clouds quietly enveloped the moon and swallowed the last ray of light between heaven and earth.

"Warning!" The man who was rushing on the flying boat shuddered and shouted, "Enemy attack!"

But it's too late.

The dark night was shrouded in the moment when it was about to fit in with the ground - ticking.

A drop of rain fell.

The silk rain was lingering, as if the beauty's fingertips brushed across her cheeks.

Gu Qiushui walked on the empty street, holding an emerald green sword in his hand, which was more green than green bamboo and more colorful than jade. It was the famous Guanlan Sword in the famous sword score.

And his sword technique is called "Song of Swords in the Smoky Mountains and Rain".

"It's all here." He said slowly, "Don't hurry to leave."

The author has something to say: What do you think of the level setting of the magic weapon yesterday? I think the numbers are easy to remember, but it seems that they are not very stylish enough and hesitant.

Do you have any good opinions or ideas, or do you think digital rating is enough?

Every time I see someone mentioning my article - what the ex-father is like in the immortal world, I feel sorry for the readers. This name is so so. I think about whether to add brackets to the title of the book to become "The Ex-father is like in the immortal world" (Feng Yue

Record), will this be better?