Yun Qiyou didn't sleep all night. After returning from Qingluan Pavilion, she kept lying on the bed and looking at the beams, thinking about what Ye Xiaochuan said.
seven?
This is just an ordinary number. Why does the old man who guards the ancestor's ancestral hall use the blue smoke to conjure up a seven-character figure as a metaphor for his identity?
What does the ancient number seven mean?
Yun Qiyou couldn't sleep, and neither could Ye Xiaochuan. He was also thinking about the seven characters. He always felt that he had seen this ancient number somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He couldn't even figure it out.
Is it just a number? Why should I worry about it?
Before dawn, there was a knock on Ye Xiaochuan's door. Before asking who was so blind, the man outside the door had already opened the door and walked in. As soon as he saw the person, Ye Xiaochuan immediately got up and said:
"Master?"
The drunk Taoist nodded and said: "You have been much better recently. You were able to eat and drink yesterday. It seems that you went crazy because you stayed away from the crowd for too long. Now you have slowly recovered. Now go to the top of the mountain to gather. There is something big going on."
Ye Xiaochuan was suddenly shocked.
He knew that yesterday the Chief of the Four Meridians and many elders from the Elders Council were discussing matters in the Reincarnation Hall. As for the Chief of the Four Meridians to be present when discussing important matters of the Four Meridians, Ye Xiaochuan knew with all his strength that it must have something to do with the Demon Cult. Could it be that he was pretending to be crazy?
His strategy failed? Will he still be sent to the cruel battlefield?
He said cautiously: "Master, my illness will not be cured in three or two days. It is estimated that I will need to recover for three to five months, preferably three to five years. Can I leave important matters to others first?"
The drunk Taoist rolled his eyes and said, "What do you think? I let you little guys have a party last night just because of this matter. Stop talking nonsense and go quickly."
Ye Xiaochuan walked out of the room depressedly, and happened to see Yang Jiujiu also coming out, dressed in military uniform, like a little tiger out of the cage, so excited that he couldn't be more excited.
When he walked out of the courtyard, Ye Xiaochuan realized that things seemed to be getting serious. Gu Pan'er, Hu Daoxin in the next courtyard, Zhao Wuji, Chang Xiaoman and others in the south courtyard also dressed up and left before dawn, holding fairy swords.
When we came out, everyone was very confused and didn't know what was going on since it was still dark.
Several people flew through the air towards the Reincarnation Hall on the top of the mountain, and then saw streaks of light rising from all corners of the mountainside of Reincarnation Peak. There were also many meteor-like lights coming from the four veins of the surrounding Reincarnation Peak from all directions.
Ye Xiaochuan flew to Zhao Wuji's side and whispered: "Brother Zhao, what's going on? A few hours ago we were happily eating beggar's chicken together and singing hymns hand in hand. How come we have to concentrate on farting?"
Are you on standby? I took a look and found that those gathered are basically elite disciples of the younger generation."
Zhao Wuji shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Master only said that we would come to the Reincarnation Hall immediately. As for what happened, Master didn't say anything."
They were all elites, and they quickly flew to the top of the mountain. The cold wind at the top of the mountain was so cold that it penetrated the clothes like a knife.
Seeing the trembling looks of the others, Ye Xiaochuan showed off and took out a tiger skin cloak from the Qiankun bag. It was still pure white. This was the eye-catching white forehead he killed in Cangyun Mountain two years ago.
The tiger skin was completely peeled off, and then Du Chun was asked to sew a tiger skin cloak for himself. Even the position of the tiger's head was sewn into a tiger head hat. Now that it is worn, it is bloated.
But I can't resist being popular. Others will know that I am a wealthy person at a glance.
The people standing outside the Reincarnation Hall were all acquaintances, and more than half of them had the bonfire party together last night. In addition to the disciples of Cangyun Sect, Ye Xiaochuan also saw a few foreign disciples, such as Baili Yuan and Ouyang Cai.
Yu, and two or three Ye Xiaochuan look familiar. They should have met them at Duantian Cliff ten years ago. Huh? Isn't that the Zhishu at the foot of the Five Elements Sect? Why is he also in Cangyun Mountain?
Senior Brother Gu Jianchi was standing at the gate of the hall. Sun Yao stood behind Gu Jianchi in a very awkward manner. He looked at the sky and Gu Jianchi said to everyone: "Everyone is here, let's go."
Most of the people were confused, but no one said a word at this time. Everyone seemed to have an unspoken understanding.
As soon as Ye Xiaochuan arrived at the Samsara Hall, he was taken away by Gu Jianchi before he could show off his eye-catching white-fronted tiger pure white cloak. He had no choice but to take out Wu Feng and continue flying in the air.
The group of people flew for three hours and were about a thousand miles away from Cangyun Mountain. Only then did Gujianchi let everyone rest and have something to eat.
Everyone fell into a mountain forest. Those who had brought their own dry food ate it themselves. Those who had not had time to bring dry food went to Sun Yao to get two steamed buns.
Ye Xiaochuan is a carnivore, so Wangcai didn't come this time and no one competed with him for food, which made him a little uncomfortable.
I was squatting behind a big tree eating chicken drumsticks when I was slapped on the back of my head. When I looked back, I saw that it was Baili Yuan, so I couldn't express my temper.
Bailiyuan said: "You are really naughty. It's almost April and you are wearing tiger skin. Don't you feel hot?"
Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes and said, "Can you care if the great sage is happy? By the way, what is going on today? Running thousands of miles all the way, what are you going to do? Do you know?"
Bailiyuan also squatted next to Ye Xiaochuan, reached out and snatched the chicken drumstick from his hand, and whispered: "What else can I do? It must be a big deal."
"Nonsense, I know it's a big deal. Look at our group. There are six or seven masters in the Guang Ling Jing realm. What's the big deal that requires so many people? Fighting the Demon Cult?"
"I don't know the specific mission. I guess only Gu Jianchi and Sun Yao know about it. They are the leaders of the team. We will just follow. I have waited for so many years and finally have the opportunity to show my ambition and fight with the demon sect.
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Before she finished speaking, Ye Xiaochuan moved his butt and walked away. This woman was too scary. She was a completely twisted pervert. She was obviously going to fight to the death with the Demon Cult. Not only was this woman not afraid, she was also licking her.
Tongue looked excited, so it was better to stay away from her. In all previous battles between good and evil, it was this kind of passionate idiot who died the fastest.
As soon as she moved in front of junior sister Yang Jiu, this violent heroine seemed to be even more excited than Baili Yuan, her eyes were red, and she was discussing passionately with a beautiful fairy.
Hey, isn't that fairy Ouyang Caiyu from the Langya Immortal Sect? Ten years ago, these two girls were fighting illegally in private all day long. How come they can wear a mini skirt now?
Ye Xiaochuan put a tiger hat on his head and hid far away. A group of violent maniacs who were drunk with blood were fighting and killing all day long. They were not harmonious at all. World peace is the most important thing. Why?
You kill me, I kill you? You only have one life, but when you die, you lose everything.