All in all, it has been three days since the great geniuses in the ancient martial arts world entered the holy place of seclusion.
However, there are still many warriors from the ancient martial arts community gathered on Duanfeng Mountain.
Of course, compared to when the retreat holy land of the originator of the Martial Saint on Duanfeng Mountain was just opened three days ago, there were already about half fewer people. After some small sects and small sects learned that there was no hope of entering the retreat holy land, they also felt that it was okay to stay and waste their time.
It didn't make any sense, so they all left one after another.
At this time, those still guarding Duanfeng Mountain, in addition to the leaders of powerful families, holy places, and sects from all sides, there are also some ancient martial arts warriors who are determined to see the final excitement.
They are simply curious about which genius disciple will get the most opportunities in the holy land of seclusion this time, and which genius disciple will be able to come out on top and soar to the sky.
"I think Young Master Xuanyuan will definitely come out on top! He is number one on the young dragon list, and he has awakened the imperial bloodline. Who can defeat such a heaven-defying bloodline?"
"The Qilin son of the Xuanyuan family is not necessarily weaker than Xuanyuan Yanhuang. Qilin's destiny is noble and extraordinary. Maybe he will be the one who gets the best opportunity. Qilin represents auspiciousness and will also bring him good luck."
"Don't forget that Ye Junlang, the grandson of Ye Wusheng, has also entered the retreat holy land. Think about how graceful Ye Wusheng was in the ancient martial arts world back then? How can Ye Junlang be so bad as the grandson of Ye Wusheng? I think Ye Wusheng is so handsome.
Maybe Junlang can defeat all the geniuses and continue the legend of Ye Wusheng back then!"
In the peripheral area, there are still many ancient martial arts warriors who are discussing enthusiastically. It is inevitable that each warrior will be curious, and they are all conducting analysis and discussion.
That night in the holy retreat place was stormy and dark clouds filled the sky, and the weather outside was also the same.
Seeing that the night was covered with dark clouds and strong winds were blowing, many ancient martial arts warriors were prepared accordingly. They began to set up tents one by one to avoid being soaked in soup when the wind and rain came later.
Old man Ye was still sitting on the ground in an open space, looking leisurely and contented.
These days of getting along have made the ancient martial arts practitioners in the field know that the rumored Ye Wusheng is actually an old man with no airs, and he is also addicted to alcohol. As long as there is good wine, Old Ye will not refuse it.
Have fun talking.
Whether it's martial arts, the way of today's world, or even women, Old Man Ye can give you a clear and logical explanation, which makes many warriors burst into laughter. I just feel that Old Man Ye is worthy of being a martial saint among common people or ordinary warriors.
This attitude is completely different from those of the saint-level powerhouses from aristocratic families and holy lands.
Occasionally, some big figures in the ancient martial arts world, such as Bai Xiannian, Gu Xiangtian, Tantai Qingfeng, etc., would also come to chat with Old Man Ye. Although they are all saints now, they know that they are still inferior on some martial arts issues.
If you are not as proficient as Mr. Ye, you will humbly come to ask for advice.
As for Xuanyuan Wulie of the Xuanyuan Family, he was gathered with Ji Wudao, the head of the Shangguan Family and some other people. Xuanyuan Wulie's eyes would occasionally look towards Old Man Ye, and there seemed to be a kind of ambiguity in his eyes.
Understand the meaning.
Boom!
At this time, thunder sounded in the sky, and then a bolt of lightning illuminated the entire sky.
It seems that tonight is bound to be a stormy night.
“It’s going to rain and my mother is getting married, there’s nothing we can do about it.” Old Man Ye suddenly sighed with emotion. He squinted his old eyes and looked forward, saying to himself, “Whatever is supposed to come will always come!
This time, I’m afraid I really need to seriously stretch my old bones.”
As he said that, Old Man Ye looked towards the cliff in Duanfeng Mountain that opened the entrance to the hermitage holy land. A trace of solemnity and expectation appeared in his old eyes, and he murmured: "Three days have passed. When the dragon rises, it will surely happen."
There is a calamity. Ye Xiaozi, you have to survive this calamity. Put yourself to death and live again. After being tempered by the real fire, you are the real gold, and you can soar into the wild! Not only you, the old man will also face a life and death calamity.
But since the old man has promised you, he will never break his promise. When you come out, the old man will have a few drinks with you."
Old Man Ye looked at a short peak in the distance with his narrowed eyes. He picked up the wine bottle at his waist, raised his head and took a sip, exhaled a breath of turbid air, laughed loudly, and said: "Li Bai's wine poem"
A hundred articles, let’s see how many good heads I can get back with a sip of wine!”
After saying that, the old man walked down the mountain with a fierce and proud look, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, in one of the short peaks guarding the south side of Duanfeng Mountain, there was a general resonance of heaven and earth permeating the air.
Within the entire terrain of Duanfeng Mountain, strong winds surged upward like dragons. The wind moved and the clouds surged, and even the thick layer of dark clouds in the sky surged and stirred up, forming a meteorological spectacle, like a cloud dragon.
It is stirring up the world.
In Duanfeng Mountain, not only the saint-level powerhouses from all forces, but also the ordinary ancient martial arts warriors felt an invisible pressure pressing on their heads, as if there was a huge stone blocking their hearts.
That is the pressure of the invisible trend, sweeping across the entire Duanfeng Mountain!
Bai Xiannian, Gu Xiangtian, Tantai Qingfeng and others couldn't help but stood up suddenly, turned their heads and looked south, with a look of solemnity in their eyes.
Xuanyuan Wulie also stood up, a cold light flashed deep in his eyes, and he said unhurriedly: "Everyone, the battle in the retreat holy land is coming to an end. In order for the terrain of the local retreat holy land to recover independently, we still hope
Everyone, stay calm and stay here to jointly deal with the unexpected situation in the retreat holy land. Otherwise, with my power, if any accident happens when the terrain formation recovers independently, it will not be suppressed. The young disciples inside can
My life is in danger."
Xuanyuan Wulie said this euphemistically, but the secret meaning was actually to warn Bai Xiannian and others that there was a saint-level powerhouse in the south that was stirring up the world. Ye Wusheng went there alone, and the others were not allowed to go to help. They just waited and watched what happened.
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Tantai Qingfeng and others' expressions were silent. They heard another level of Xuanyuan Wulie's meaning, but what Xuanyuan Wulie said on the surface was indeed true.
According to their previous deductions, the opening and maintenance of the retreat holy place will not exceed five days, and it will only be advanced, not delayed.
Once the Holy Land of Retreat is closed again, the terrain formation arranged by the originator of the Martial Saint will be restarted again, opening up a path from the Holy Land of Retreat to the outside world.
However, the terrain formation contains the power of heaven and earth and is extremely dangerous. Just in case, it needs to be guarded by strong men from all major forces to avoid unexpected situations.
After all, those who enter the secluded holy land are all their talented disciples, and no accidents are allowed to happen.
From this point of view, if someone really wants to plot against Ye Wusheng, then the timing is absolutely perfect.
To the southeast, Dianjing Peak, the top of the mountain.
The old Taoist wearing a worn Taoist robe stared at the surging clouds in the sky. He was counting something with his fingers. Two rays of electricity suddenly burst out from his turbid old eyes. He said to himself: "The sky is strange and the clouds are surging."
Like a dragon, the dragon and the snake will rise up, just waiting to swallow the dragon! When the time comes, all the great avenues I seek will be fulfilled!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist suddenly sensed an overwhelming momentum rising into the sky. He looked towards the south, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then said to himself: "Such a formation, in addition to targeting Ye Wusheng,
Who in the world has such qualifications? I never thought that Ye Wusheng would also fall into a murderous calamity! This old man Wu’s temper is the same as in previous years. He knew clearly about the killings and calamities, but still went into the calamity. I admire him for being so arrogant!"
East.
An old man with white hair and beard, who had an aloof and otherworldly temperament, originally had his eyes slightly drooped, but suddenly he couldn't help opening and closing his eyes and turned his head to look south.
"Is such a formation to deal with Ye Wusheng? There is a killing and calamity in the retreat holy land. I never thought that there is a killing and calamity in the outside world, and it is still aimed at Ye Wusheng! But I don't know whether Ye Wusheng's fists can overcome this calamity.
past!"
On the ground in front of the old man, a chessboard was drawn. On the chessboard, several chess pieces were already gathering momentum, as if waiting for the final opportunity to arrive.