Yue Yuanhong and the two flew along the way until a building complex located above the mountain, then suppressed the sword light under their feet, passed through several magic circles, and then slowly stopped in front of a palace building.
. Before he could land, his figure rushed into a quiet room directly in front of him like a strong wind.
Yue Yu hesitated for a while, and saw that Yin Hua had already followed him, he followed him. But when the situation in the quiet room came into his eyes, he was slightly shocked.
I saw behind the incense burner in the room, an old man with crane hair and a child-faced face was sitting there quietly with his eyes down. Although his face was blushing, it was no different from ordinary people. However, whether it was spiritual perception or auxiliary intelligent system on Yue Yu's side
, they all feel that their signs of life seem to have stopped.
In fact, if the old man hadn't been able to move, he would have almost thought the other party was dead.
As for Yue Yuanhong and Yin Hua, they were crying on their faces and kneeling in front of the incense burner with a sad look beside them, and there were several other unfamiliar disciples of Fushan Sect, leaning behind Yue Yuanhong.
In front of Hua, it was obviously Yue Yuanhong's younger generation and his disciples.
The old man glanced at Yue Yu, and his eyes were full of light, but he ignored him. He just explained some words to Yue Yuanhong. Yue Yu probably guessed what was going on, and his eyes flashed past him.
A trace of gloom, then walked out of the door of the quiet room again, sat down at the stairs and waited quietly.
It took several hours to sit, until the stars flashed in the sky. Yue Yuanhong and his disciples respectfully retreated outside the door and closed the door again.
Then Yue Yuanhong stood outside the door and thought for a long time before waved his hand to signal the few people behind him to leave, and turned to face Yue Yu.
"You have also seen the situation here, it's a building that will be around!"
The tears in Yue Yuanhong's eyes had not dried up, and his expression seemed to be aging for decades. "You should have heard that I was already locked in death a few days ago. In fact, even if you came at this time,
, I couldn't see me. I just heard from Master that he had something to summon him, and then I broke through the gates. I didn't expect that this meeting was to explain the funeral. He only had five years of life at most—"
Yue Yu was silent and didn't know what to say for a moment, and Yue Yuanhong smiled bitterly before he could speak.
"Little guy! You really have a problem for me this time. It would be fine if you are just talented. Join this Fushan Gate. Even if the future is difficult, I will ask those old friends to take care of you, and at least I can protect you for a hundred years.
But today, it has shocked me again and again. As talented as you are, my family has been prosperous for hundreds of years. If I let you destroy it in Fushan, then
I really have no chance to face my ancestors."
"Then ancestor, what do you mean?" Yue Yu frowned slightly. Although he guessed something from Yue Yuanhong's words, he was not sure.
"Go to Guangling Sect, Bingyue Sect or Taixuan Sect!"
Yue Yuan's eyes flashed slightly. "I used to be too famous. Although it was good for me and the Yue family, it has harmed you now. Although there are more than twenty major sects in the Northern Wilderness,
The only ones who can truly accept you may be these three companies. Among them, Guangling Sect is the best--"
Even though he had expected it before, Yue Yu was still shocked when he heard it. He opened his mouth. Just when he was about to say something, Yue Yuanhong had already opened the space of Sumeru and then put about two
Ten yellow talismans and a shuttle-shaped magic weapon about four feet long were placed in front of him.
"I won't say the rest of nonsense. Even if you are not killed by the surname Kuan in the future, you will probably be suppressed. I'm afraid there will be no future in this life. Instead of wasting this great years,
It would be better to find another way. These twenty Fengxing Talismans were made by my master. In addition, this cloud shuttle is a seventh-grade thing, with the ability to fly and defend yourself, and you can urge it with all your strength.
The speed of the launch is comparable to that of the ninth-level demon bird, and it is a rare flying magic weapon. Although I have collected many magic weapons and magic weapons in my life, I owe too many disciples to myself because there is nothing left for you.
.Only these talismans and the Cloud Shuttle can help you escape from the pursuit of Fushan Sect. With your current cultivation level, you can activate about one-third of the power of the Cloud Shuttle-"
"But you, my ancestor, have you said just now that Master, still has ten years? Even if you are yourself, you may not have no hope of forming a pill?"
Yue Yu's thoughts were full of helplessness. He knew in his heart that Yue Yuanhong was for his own good. But as far as he was concerned, he would rather stay in Fushan Sect. He had the third year of junior high school and his own analytical ability.
If he has not had enough self-protection power in twenty years, he will be really incompetent.
Of course, it is not necessary to leave the Fushan Sect, but that also means that you and the Yue family need to take great risks—
In addition, he was also secretly shocked. Although there were so many magic weapons and magic weapons in the Jinghai Sect, it seemed like it was not expensive. But it was the most top sect in the East China Sea that had experienced thousands of years of intense development.
In their northern wasteland, even if there are monks like Sha Qianjun and Yan Cheng who are as humble as the spirit-human heart-moving stage, it is extremely rare to have a ninth-grade magic weapon. And Mu Xiyao, as his true disciple, can only have one.
Just a thousand-silk snow sword.
Although Yue Yuanhong could not give him anything in his words, he took action today as a seventh-grade magic weapon, and he was treated very well.
“So what if I have formed a pill?’
Yue Yuanhong sneered. "Although Fushan Sect has been booming and has produced many masters in recent years, our head sect has a little too ambitious. I think the foundation accumulated by the Fushan Sect for hundreds of years will be destroyed by him sooner or later
Hand! I am a member of Fushan Sect in my life, and a ghost of Fushan Sect in my life, and I have no way out. But our Yue family has no need to be buried with me."
Yue Yu was slightly stunned, thinking that his great-grandfather had a lot of resentment towards the true person of the Fushan Sect. He just didn't know whether this was for public or private or related to the Kuang Yunhua.
.
However, after thinking about this, his previous plan had already relaxed slightly. He didn't know the details of the Fushan Sect, but regardless of whether what Yue Yuanhong said was true, the extremely deep water in the Fushan Sect was real.
It is indeed not a good thing for him to join this cruel factional dispute.
Moreover, looking at the situation of the old man surnamed Chen and Yue Yuanhong, I am afraid that the Fushan Sect's people are separated and more serious than he imagined. For a newly emerging sect, such a problem will not occur.
It's strange.
"But if I leave like this, my ancestors will probably be in trouble here!"
"For ten years, they have no choice but to help me! So what if they really come to me? If it's really a big deal, the Fushan Sect will only think that it is the direct lineage of the sect and suppress me, the old man. Everyone has it.
The eyes can see the right and wrong of the right and wrong. That person is at the time of enterprising spirit and will never do such unwise things—”
Yue Yu was just secretly guessing whether the person in Yue Yuanhong's mouth was the head of Fushan Sect. Yue Yuanhong brushed his sleeves again. "Okay! You don't have to say much, this matter is settled! The night is long and there are many dreams, a little
I will send you down the mountain later. You need to remember that the people of Fushan Sect will never make things difficult for a thousand miles. If someone stops asking, just say I will send you to do things. But you need to be careful when you go thousands of miles away. Our Yue family
In the future, it’s all up to you!”
Yue Yuanhong's behavior was indeed as thunderous as the rumors. Yue Yu put away the talismans and followed the other party's instructions to condense nearly half of the talisman seals in the shuttle. Yue Yuanhong was already impatient
Yes, send him back to the bottom of the mountain.
Looking at Yue Yuanhong's rapidly disappearing figure above his head, Yue Yu smiled bitterly. If he had known this, he would have been better off not coming. When he thought about his future prospects, he felt even heavier.
After adjusting his mood a little, Yue Yu began to contact the third year of junior high school in the distance with his mind. This time he listened to Xi Ruojing's words and did not bring the third year together, but just let him be hundreds of miles away from Fushan Sect.
Hidden in the ravine.
——When he heard the whine of the third grade of junior high school, he still felt unbearable. But now he thinks about it, but fortunately it is. Although the cloud shuttle was extremely fast, he could not use this magic weapon to the extreme, and secondly
The practice has not been fully performed, and there is no need to consume so much mana. It is better to ride the third year of the lunar calendar to Guangling Sect to be quick.
But it was not the time at this moment. Yue Yu informed the third day of the junior high school with his spiritual sense and headed straight to the south. According to Yue Yuanhong's instructions, it was exactly where Guangling Sect was located. At this moment, Yue Yu also remembered himself.
In the Xumi space, the Guangling Tong Ling that he wanted to discard suddenly smiled at himself. He thought to himself that he was really destined to be with this Guangling Sect!
Thinking that after Yue Yuanhong's master was transformed, he might have the opportunity to take off his remains, and he couldn't help but smack his lips.
At the same time, about 20,000 meters above Fushan, three people were hiding in the clouds, all looking at their feet with sneering faces, and the person in the head was Kuang Yunhua.
"Master Master is really clear! Yue Yuanhong really doesn't want his descendants from other clans to join our Fushan Sect again."
"Bastard! After all, he is your uncle, so how could you call his name?"
He glanced at the admiring and tall disciple beside him coldly, and Kuang Yunhua snorted softly, but did not blame him much. "I want you to do that, is there any reply now?"
When the two people heard this, they looked at each other, and looked ashamed. In the end, the tall man just now bowed and replied, "Report to Master! For the past half month, Junior Brother Li Ling and I have been with him.
The disciples under his command have come into contact with each other and have promised to give him a good reward. However, those are all very polite and have not yet received any definite news!"