In the ancient wasteland, Chu Yi and Qixiuzi had a long conversation, as if the ups and downs outside had nothing to do with them. Chu Yi once again described everything that Xuanyuan Star had suffered in detail.
The seventh cultivator.
For example, the Wanbao Pavilion banned Xuanyuan Star five thousand years ago, the major sects humiliated themselves under the control of the Wanbao Pavilion in order to survive, the Huangquan Sect spy Huang Tianba was seduced by Huang Tianba to counterattack the Wanbao Pavilion, and the major sects fought for preservation.
The huge sacrifice made by Xuanyuan's lineage.
Chu Yi didn't hide anything about everything and told it in detail.
Qi Xiuzi, on the other hand, was like the most loyal listener. He did not interrupt or interrupt, as if all of this had nothing to do with him, and he was just listening silently.
But is Qixiuzi really peaceful?
Observing carefully, it is not difficult to see the true feelings of Qi Xiuzi. For example, under the gentle smile as usual, there is a kind of anger that is about to erupt. Another example is that the eyes full of wisdom are cold at the moment.
It is diffuse and contains countless murderous intentions.
Listen silently, listen...
The Seventh Cultivator didn't even notice that two lines of turbid tears flowed from his eyes. They were tears full of sadness and self-blame, which revealed the Seventh Cultivator's five thousand years of persistence, vicissitudes, and sadness.
shock!
When Chu Yi, who was narrating, noticed the tears rolling out of Qi Xiuzi's eyes, he suddenly felt a wave of panic in his heart. After a moment of silence, he couldn't bear the old man's tears and asked sadly and concernedly: "Senior...are you okay?"
"oh……"
Qi Xiuzi responded with a sad, confused, and even absent-minded expression. However, this gentle response could reflect how sad and self-blame Qi Xiuzi was in his heart at this moment, making the listener sigh.
Chu Yi didn't say anything else, because he knew that at this time, the Seventh Cultivator was in an unusual state of self-blame. After all, it was because of him that Xuanyuanxing suffered such a catastrophe, and it was precisely because of him that Xuanyuanxing suffered such a catastrophe.
Five thousand years of humiliation and wind and rain.
The Seventh Cultivator was silent, with two lines of thick tears that never stopped flowing. His eyes were filled with tears. At this moment, no one knew what the Seventh Cultivator was thinking in his heart.
It was not until three days later that Qi Xiuzi took a deep breath, waved his sleeves to hide his tears, and said sadly: "Little friend Chu, you have to watch my joke!"
Chu Yi shook his head and replied: "Senior's words are serious... When I suffered this catastrophe, I was not as steady as my senior."
Qi Xiuzi shook his head with a wry smile and looked at Chu Yi with a gentler look. He sighed slightly: "Hey, what's so prudent? If I hadn't been impulsive, how could I have brought such a catastrophe to Xuanyuan.
On the other hand, little friend Chu, you have really suffered a lot these years. As well as the other little friends you mentioned, I still need to entrust you to create Xuanyuan's future."
Chu Yi said categorically: "It is my duty!"
After Qixiuzi nodded, he immediately said with a murderous look: "What are your recent plans, little friend? I wonder if you are interested in following me to Wanbao Pavilion to collect some interest?"
When the Seventh Cultivator invited him, Chu Yi was immediately moved. He believed that under the protection of the Seventh Cultivator, it would be absolutely easy to obtain the star source. Not to mention the star source needed for the Hongmeng Pearl, even the star source needed for the body of the Ancient God.
It's not difficult.
But even so, Chu Yi was not impulsive and asked carefully: "Senior, do you have any plans?"
There was a cold light in Qi Xiuzi's eyes, and he sneered: "There is no need for planning, it's just to meet the star slayer and kill the people you meet!"
hiss!
What a loud tone!
But the person who said this was the Seventh Cultivator, a legend who was famous all over the world five thousand years ago. And with the prestige of the Seventh Cultivator, saying this is not an arrogant thing, because he can really do it.
all of these.
Chu Yi was immediately aroused by Qi Xiuzi's inner passion and passion. He clenched his fists and struck each other. With a thunderous bang, Chu Yi said excitedly: "Okay, if senior doesn't despise the boy's low ability, then the boy will sacrifice his life to accompany senior Tu Xing."
Kill the Saint!"
The Seventh Cultivator laughed heartily, and his laughter was filled with strong madness and overwhelming hatred. He said coldly and solemnly: "There is no need to sacrifice your life. I am here, Taixu Huanyu can go wherever you want."
Go there. Even if you want to take a day trip to Wanbao Pavilion headquarters, I can still afford it."
What a great Seventh Cultivator, he is indeed well-deserved for his reputation. With this heroic spirit, he deserves to be known as a legend.
But Chu Yi did not continue to accompany the Seventh Cultivator in their romance. Instead, he changed the topic and said with a slightly mysterious look in his eyes: "Senior, this matter is not urgent for the time being. I still have some things to do."
The Seventh Cultivator was a little confused when he heard this and asked: "What's the matter?"
Chu Yi didn't mean to hide anything, and said with a little embarrassment: "Senior, this kid is notorious in the Taixu world. He is notorious and infamous.
So... wherever the boy goes, a large number of people will probably chase him there, shouting, beating and killing him, and they are not going to let him go anyway.
For example, when I came to the Ancient Wasteland this time, many forces such as Wanbao Pavilion and Huangquan Sect took notice. It is estimated that they are probably blocking the kid outside now, just waiting for him to be arrested."
Qi Xiuzi laughed dumbly and said: "You kid, you are obviously not afraid of the sky or the earth. Regardless of whether I am here or not, even if I am not here, you have probably made all the preparations, right?"
Chu Yi respectfully praised: "Senior has really seen through the kid. Hehe, to be honest, I really don't pay attention to the group of people outside. However, compared to them, I'm afraid there are some trivial matters for the kid in this ancient wilderness.
Gotta do it.”
Qi Xiuzi became even more curious and asked: "Although there are many treasures in this ancient wilderness, it is also full of dangers. Do you need anything else?"
Chu Yi nodded and said mysteriously: "Senior, I don't know something. Those savages are..."
Along with Chu Yi's description, Qi Xiuzi's expression became more and more frightened, gradually revealing an expression that can only be described as 'shocked'.
And what exactly did Chu Yi say to Qi Xiuzi that made this weathered legend so shocked?
how so?
Why it came out like this?
Shan Yan lay on the bed blankly, looking at the roof with dull eyes. He still doesn't know what happened. The only thing he remembers is that he lost, and he lost so miserably that he couldn't even lose.
Don't even know.
Thirty thousand of the best warriors from the Mountain Spirit Clan!
Those are the elite Shanling Tribe warriors that Shan Yan has trained with painstaking efforts for decades!
Now almost all of them are gone, 90% dead, and only less than 3,000 people have escaped, and all of them are injured, and in the face of the sequelae of the madness, almost all of them are exhausted and have lost any combat effectiveness.
And the person who caused all of this was just one person!
The seemingly old and skinny old man was too powerful, and I don’t know what kind of magic he used. He just waved his hand and made 30,000 elite mountain spirit warriors. Such a powerful existence, not to mention the little mountain spirit Shan Yan.
clan, even the strongest warrior selected by all the Shanling clan tribes may not be a match for this old man after turning mad.
That kind of power is no longer as high as a mountain!
That kind of power can almost only be described as despair!
Faced with such a powerful being, Shan Yan believed that even if all the people in his tribe were brought to the battlefield, let alone the 30,000 elite Shanling Tribe warriors, they would probably not be a match for that being.
However, this is obviously not important anymore, because that powerful existence obviously does not take the Shanyan tribe seriously, and most likely will not pursue them anymore. And even if they pursue them, so what? They are not opponents anyway.
, it was a single stab at any time, and the scar on his head was as big as the mouth of a bowl, so just let him kill him for fun.
So for that powerful being, Shan Yan was so desperate that he didn't take him seriously at all.
And let's not talk about that powerful existence, there is still a very important problem before Shan Yan.
That is...the rocks are no longer visible...there is no hope!
The 30,000 Mountain Spirit Tribe warriors, who are the capital that Shan Yan relies on for survival and the pride he is proud of, are now reduced to disabled soldiers, which is almost equivalent to a tired army. This will make him how to fight against the rest of the Mountain Spirit Tribe in the future.
Raise your head before the tribe.
No, this is no longer a matter of face!
If other tribes find out about Shan Yan's defeat and such terrible losses, it won't be long before other tribes come to bully them, because they don't mind incorporating the Shanling Tribe led by Shan Yan. Because
These tribesmen are capital for development. For example, women can reproduce, old people can teach knowledge, and children can be used to cultivate.
Now that there is no protection and no capital for survival, other tribes will definitely send troops to come and rob women to reproduce their offspring, rob old people to impart knowledge to them, and rob children to become warriors in the bloody battlefields in the future.
It's over, it's all over!
Shan Yan was wailing in pain, making it unclear whether he was in pain or too sad. Anyway, Shan Yan wanted to die now, and he almost hoped that powerful existence would come knocking on his door and die.
It's all over, anyway, once you close your eyes and kick your legs, you don't care about anything, and nothing is important anymore.
It's a pity that Shan Yan only imagined these things. If he thinks about these unrealistic things now, it would be better to heal his wounds quickly, and then try every means to consider how to overcome this difficulty.
And just when Shan Yan was trying hard to recover from his serious injuries, he suddenly felt a loud commotion outside, with countless shouts and panic as if a pot was exploding, and there were constant screams from all over the clan.
what happened?
Shan Yan vaguely had a very bad thought, and stood up despite his injuries. Just as he was about to go out to see what happened, someone suddenly opened the door and said intermittently with a look of horror on his face: "
Clan, clan leader, that...that...that powerful existence is coming to kill you!"
Buzz!
Shan Yan's ears were spinning, the sky was spinning, stars were appearing before his eyes, and his soul was about to float out of his body in shock. Although he was still thinking that the other party was coming to kill him, he would have to die in the worst case, but now the other party was really coming to kill him.
However, Shan Yan felt that his legs were weakening and he no longer had the strength to move.
what to do?
Is this really the end?
Shan Yan was stunned on the spot, while the clan members were urging him anxiously, saying: "Clan Chief, Patriarch, what should we do? People everywhere are panic-stricken now, and everyone is in despair!"
Shan Yan said bitterly: "What else can we do? Let's just wait to die..."
"Waiting to die?"
This clan member was obviously a little confused. When he heard what Shan Yan said, he was immediately puzzled and said: "Clan leader, but none of us have died, why are we waiting to die?"
Well?
No one died?
Shan Yan also had trouble turning his head, and subconsciously asked in confusion: "Not dead? What's going on?"
The clansman immediately replied: "I don't know, the warrior who defeated the clan leader earlier asked to see the clan leader... is now shouting outside, and he doesn't seem to have any intention of coming in for the time being."
Shan Yan was also very confused, but the other party did not kill anyone wantonly. Shan Yan felt that there was still some turning point in the matter, so he immediately waved and said: "Quick, let's go and take a look!"
Although he was still very weak and could no longer fight, as the core of the entire tribe, the leader of the entire tribe, and the strongest warrior of the entire tribe, Shan Yan still showed the responsibility and responsibility of a leader and did not choose to be afraid.
He was unable to retreat, so he and this tribesman hurried over immediately.
When he arrived at the mouth of the mountain facing the sky, Shan Yan immediately saw a dark crowd in front of him. They seemed to be surrounding something, but they also seemed to be clearly afraid of something, until someone shouted.
After 'the patriarch came', everyone immediately stepped aside to provide a path for the rocks to pass.
Shan Yan had no choice but to walk over, until he saw Chu Yi and that powerful presence standing there coldly. Shan Yan only felt his scalp explode, and his calves almost became weak, and he sat down
On the ground.
What a strong aura!
Shan Yan was still wondering before. With the brutal and stubborn temper of the Shanling Tribe, people would come knocking on their door. Even if they knew they were no match, they would still try to fight, but why didn't these tribesmen take action?
Now Shan Yan finally knows why!
Because these two people are so strong, just fighting there is like two big mountains shaking in front of you. Just getting close will be intimidating, creating a kind of fear from the heart. Even if you are watched by them, you will be even more scared.
My heart was trembling and my whole body was weak. It was already good to be able to stand.
Take Shanyan for example, this is how I feel in my heart now!
The mountain rock had just appeared, and Chu Yi immediately looked at it. Although he did not use the eyes of the gods, as his divine power became more and more exquisite, Chu Yi became more and more like an ancient god. He was innately opposed to the Shanling clan.
With extremely strong restraint, Shan Yan had a kind of fear from his heart. It was the mark of slavery that could not be washed away after being enslaved for thousands of years. It was as if he was born to be enslaved by Chu Yi. Shan Yan
Rock couldn't resist.
Shan Yan could hardly help but want to kneel in front of Chu Yi. He had not noticed it before. When he faced Chu Yi, he would feel a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart. It was like facing a clan member.
They are the same gods worshiped from generation to generation.
Shan Yan's legs became weak, while Chu Yi's eyes became more and more filled with the majesty of God. He seemed to be planning to take the lead from the very beginning. In addition, with Qixiuzi in charge, Chu Yi didn't have to worry about his own comfort at all.
Be prepared to take back the Shanling Tribe.
Therefore, the moment he saw the mountain rock appear, Chu Yi immediately stared at it, created huge pressure on the mountain rock, mobilized his divine power, and released his divine power without reservation, preparing to defeat the mountain rock's mind.
But Shan Yan's performance surprised Chu Yi. He was still able to persist. Although it was very hard and sweating profusely, Chu Yi felt that Shan Yan was resisting him.
If that's the case, what about this?
Chu Yi slowly closed his eyes!
The moment Chu Yi closed his eyes, Shan Yan suddenly felt that all the pressure was gone. He shook his head and breathed a long sigh of relief. He couldn't tell whether he was relaxed or relaxed, but Shan Yan hadn't smoothed out the breath yet.
