Ye Xiaochuan walked into the tree hole where Grandpa Xiaotu had lived for thousands of years.
As if time and space were confused, Ye Xiaochuan seemed to see Situ Feng and Su Qinglian teasing Xiaotu in the tree hole.
After all the changes, nothing has really changed here. It can be seen that since Xiaotu's death, his monkeys and monkeys have not occupied this big tree hole, and they are often cleaning it. There are also many things that Little Tu's grandpa loves.
The fruits to eat are piled on the huge leaves
There are dozens of red red fruits.
It seems that these monkeys are also waiting for the return of their ancestors.
The monkey group has changed a lot. Most of the monkeys who once had snowball fights with Ye Xiaochuan have passed away, and only a small part are still alive.
The newly born monkey has never seen Ye Xiaochuan.
They were wondering why this human being could openly enter the cave of the Monkey King, but the old monkeys in the tribe did not stop him, but looked sad.
Ye Xiaochuan sat on the wooden couch that Grandpa Xiaotu used to make. Following the example of Grandpa Xiaotu back then, he reached out and grabbed a wild fruit, rubbed it on his body, and then opened his mouth to bite it.
As he ate, tears streamed down his face.
I don't know if he is crying, or if Situ Feng's long-dissipated soul consciousness is sentimental.
When tears slid down his cheeks, Ye Xiaochuan seemed to feel something.
"Grandpa Little Earth..."
He wiped his tears and called softly.
Ye Xiaozi has many benefactors in his life, Situ Feng is one of them, and Xiao Tu is also one.
If he and Baili Yuan had not entered this place by mistake and met Grandpa Little Tu, they would not have obtained the Liuhe Mirror later.
Not to mention the tragic act of sacrificing one's life to save him on the top of Cang Yunzi.
Ye Xiaochuan finished eating the wild fruit in his hand and took out an ancient bracelet from his arms.
He gently hung the bracelet on the vines on the edge of the wooden couch.
"Little Grandpa Tu, this is the storage bracelet you thrust into my hand. I took away the magic weapon inside, and now I will return the bracelet to you.
I hope you have a spirit in heaven to help me survive this catastrophe."
at the same time.
Fishtail Ridge.
Since Yuwei Ridge has a radius of more than ten miles, Yujizi has set up barriers and restrictions.
Everything that happened here did not attract the attention of the people and cultivators in Xifeng City more than ten miles away.
Yu Jizi's indignant words made the drunk Taoist silent for a long time.
After a long while, the drunk Taoist finally spoke: "Yang Xuan, no matter how you explain it, if it's wrong, it's wrong.
Over the years, more than a million innocent people have died at your hands? Don’t you have any repentance at all?
Don’t be stubborn anymore and come back with me! Repent in the ancestor’s ancestral hall! Maybe you can still have a chance of survival! Otherwise… you will be beyond redemption!”
"Haha, go back? Repent? A glimmer of hope? Is there any way for me to turn back? The catastrophic decisive battle is right in front of me. I must reach the Sumeru realm, otherwise I will not be able to fully exert the power of the reincarnation formation!
Junior Brother Qingfeng, you have reached this point, you should believe me. As long as I reach the Sumeru realm, I can defeat my inner demons and turn the tide like the evil god back then.
I am now only one step away from the Sumeru realm, and I have already touched the power of the Sumeru realm. As long as I absorb these evil spirits, I will succeed!"
"What if you don't succeed? Are you going to kill millions of people inside and outside Xifeng City like you did in Hanyang City?" "If it is really necessary to sacrifice their lives, I will not hesitate at all. Qingfeng
, you have to understand that in front of tens of millions of living beings, in front of thousands of years of splendid civilization in the world, in front of the immortal foundation of Cangyun Sect, any sacrifice is nothing.
It’s worth it! This is the overall situation! Under the catastrophe, everything should focus on the overall situation!”
The drunk Taoist's face was so ugly.
He finally understood why Yu Jizi chose to acquiesce to the refugees who continued to gather in Xifeng City and did not excessively drive them away.
Yu Jizi planned to use these millions of people to sacrifice if he could not break through the final shackles.
The drunk Taoist closed his eyes in pain.
But what can he do.
Ye Xiaochuan told him through Xiaozhu a few years ago that the tragedy in the Yangtze River Basin was caused by Yu Jizi.
Considering the reputation of Cangyun Sect, the future of Yujizi, and the so-called overall situation in the world, Zui Taoist silently kept this secret for Yujizi.
Now Yu Jizi is talking about the overall situation...
At this moment, he had self-doubt in his heart.
Is this really right?
At this moment, a cold female voice slowly sounded: "Yu Jizi, you are wrong!"
The drunk Taoist looked back.
There was only Yun Qiyou behind him, but the cold voice just now, with a hint of vicissitudes of life, definitely did not come from Yun Qiyou.
"Who are you?"
Yujizi's cold voice sounded.
Yun Qiyou lowered his head and looked at the Zhanchen Divine Sword. Just as he was about to speak, the Zhanchen Sword suddenly glowed with white light.
A plump and handsome woman in green clothes appeared in the white light.
Surprisingly, it was Su Qinglian!
At the same time, Ye Xiaochuan, who was a hundred miles away in the cave of the ancient sacred tree, suddenly felt the buzzing sword sound coming from the Wufeng Divine Sword, and the sword body trembled even more.
Ye Xiaochuan frowned and grabbed the Edgeless Sword, and gently comforted him, and then the strange movement of the Edgeless Sword slowly disappeared.
"Xiao Feng, what's going on?"
Although it will take a long time for Xiaofeng to completely become the sword spirit of Wufengjian, she has already partially merged with Wufengjian.
Xiaofeng said: "I didn't do it. It seems that a mysterious force caused the movement of the edgeless sword."
Ye Xiaochuan suddenly stood up.
The only one who can cause Wu Feng to move abnormally is Zhan Chen.
"Is Xiaoyou nearby?"
Then he shook his head.
His cultivation level is too high now. If Yun Qiyou appears nearby, he will definitely feel it.
"Could it be that something happened to Xiaoyou?"
Yun Qiyou has always been Ye Xiaochuan's favorite woman in his life.
Thinking of this, Ye Xiaochuan walked out of the tree hole with his sword, and flew towards the Samsara Peak in the air under the gaze of countless monkeys.
Fishtail Ridge.
The drunk Taoist frowned as he looked at the woman in green who appeared in the white light of the Zhanchen Divine Sword.
"Xiaoyou, could this be..."
"I am not Fairy Qingluan, the second generation founder of Cangyun Sect. Her soul is now in the Nuwa ruins. My name is Su Qinglian, and I am the sixth generation master of the Chenchen-Zhanping Divine Sword."
"Su Qinglian?"
Zui Taoist felt that this name was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. Yu Jizi said coldly: "It turns out that six thousand years ago, Duan Nian was killed by the invisible sword god Situ Feng on the Duantian Cliff of Tianshan Mountain for causing harm to the world.
Fairy, I didn’t expect that your soul did not dissipate, but has been hiding in the Chenchen Divine Sword!
I, the Cangyun Sect, have had this sword for four thousand years, but I have never discovered your existence!" Su Qinglian glanced at the ground at her feet: "I didn't expect that there would be people in the world who remember me, Su Qinglian, it's really rare."
