Deep in the Demonic Mountain, a middle-aged man with a large forehead, thick eyebrows, a big mouth and a high nose stood on a high mountain. In front of this middle-aged man, there was a mirror composed of black and white light. What appeared in the mirror was shocking.
They are the people from all walks of life who came to Yaoshan this time.
But behind this middle-aged man, there is a young man wearing a zijin on his head. The black and white yin-yang fish on his forehead is particularly conspicuous. Under the zijin is a pair of delicate willow eyebrows. His delicate face looks at the middle-aged man in front of him.
Wearing a fitted blue and white Taoist robe, with a Taichi belt embroidered with red and purple patterns around his waist, he looked particularly gentle, steady and agile.
These two people were clearly Si Wuxie and Huang Shi. Si Wuxie no longer had the same playful face as before, and said seriously to Huang Shi: "It seems that the gap between you, Dongshan and Chen Gou is really big."
Huang Shi smiled nervously and shyly and said: "If I can compete with them, will I still be the outer sect senior brother?"
Si Wuxie looked at Huangshi and said solemnly: "You are no longer a person in the sky. Wearing this robe is really amazing... However, the clothes in your world are complicated but really beautiful!"
Huang Shi asked curiously: "I don't understand how this light mirror is made and how it can see such a vast place."
"Of course it's the function of the magic weapon." Si Wuxie said calmly.
Huang Shi still asked curiously: "Then what exactly are you going to do? It takes so much effort to attract disciples from three sects and five sects here."
"What are you doing? Oh, dear Huang Shi, could you please hand me the teacup behind me?" Si Wuxie said in a very gentlemanly manner.
Huang Shi picked up the teacup on the stone table behind him. As soon as Huang Shi's hands touched the teacup, suddenly, a black smoke rose up and penetrated into Huang Shi's body at lightning speed. Huang Shizhuan was shocked.
Looking at Si Wuxie, he said slightly panicked: "What is this?"
Huang Shi was shocked when he saw Si Wuxie snap his fingers with his right hand, and he was paralyzed on the ground without any strength.
Si Wuxie ignored Huang Shi who was paralyzed on the ground and said to himself: "It's time to spread the news about the Night Flame Grass."
In the center of this million-mile monster mountain, slightly to the northwest, there is a large mountain suspended in mid-air. The mountainside is split into three peaks. On these three peaks, there stand majestic and majestic stone houses. Stone houses
They all look simple, and their shapes are basically square and square, making them look majestic and simple!
In the stone house on the highest mountain peak, an old man with a white beard and black and white hair, a thin and rickety body, sat cross-legged on a big stone bed. In the small eye sockets, the eyes that seemed to be withering were narrowed into a small line.
He looked kindly at a clever girl on his left. He had rosy eyes, a high nose, thick lips, a melon-seed face, and a petite figure.
These two people are naturally Bai Ze, the master of the Huangmen Sect, and Bai Ling, the granddaughter of Bai Ze. Opposite Bai Ling, the young man with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes originally had a face full of determination and resoluteness, but now his face is pale and depressed.
color.
There were thirty or forty people with different expressions standing in the room, including teenagers, young people, and old people. They should all be masters of the Huangmen. Bai Ze turned his kind eyes to Dongshan and asked reassuringly: "You
How's the injury?"
Dongshan said weakly: "It doesn't matter!"
Bai Ze was about to scold Dongshan, but when he saw that there were not a few people in the room, he suppressed it, turned to look at the crowd in the room and said: "This time, there are three sects and five sects. Except for the Shanmen, all the other sects are here."
It’s all here. We, the desolate sect, don’t need that curtain of night flame grass, so let the disciples and children in the desolate mountain have nothing to do and don’t leave the cave. If it’s really not possible, they can come to the temple to take refuge. People from all factions have gathered together.
, is a disaster rather than a blessing!”
"I will obey the order of the sect master." Everyone obeyed in unison.
Qing Ge looked at a wretched old man not far away. This old man had white beard and hair. He was said to be a casual cultivator, but he was not a casual cultivator from the Alliance. The old man was spitting, and there were three layers of people surrounding him.
On the outer three floors, among the people on the third floor, some are members of the Tongqi Alliance, some are disciples of the Sword Sect, some are Buddhist monks, and there are people from various sects.
When the people inside saw the flying saliva, they immediately stepped back. However, they were blocked by the people outside, and the old man's saliva finally caught his attention.
When the wretched old man saw this, he felt a little embarrassed and said: "Sorry, please forgive me. I've been getting angry lately and I've been drooling a lot."
"Lao Yu, you're already old and you're angry? It's impossible!" someone said teasingly. When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter.
The wretched old man named Lao Yu glared at the man and said, "You young man, what are you talking about? I am the sixteenth daughter of the Night Emperor."
"Tch." Everyone said in unison.
Lao Yu did not argue. He stroked his long white beard and said, "I won't bullshit you anymore. I, Lao Yu, have great good news. You know that this time, there are three sects and five sects, except Shanmen and
Why did the Huangmen, which was originally located in the Monster Mountain, gather in this million-mile Monster Mountain?"
"Hey, who doesn't know this? Someone in each sect is injured and needs this night flame grass!" Someone said angrily.
"Yes, Lao Yu, if you have something to say, say it quickly and don't beat around the bush." Someone said urgently.
Lao Yu nodded slightly and said: "Okay, okay, do you know Zhang Zongheng of the Zhang family?"
Everyone fell silent at this time, and someone thought thoughtfully: "The Zhang family? The Zhang family with no monks in Sanskrit?"
Lao Yu nodded happily and said, "Fortunately, there are people who know about the Zhang family. Those who don't know think I'm making up nonsense."
Lao Yu paused for a moment and continued: "When the Fanyin Sect had not yet come to the Fanyin Continent, the Zhang family at that time was the dominant master on this continent. The Zhang family at that time moved to the mountains for three consecutive generations.
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"Zhang Danfeng, the first ancestor of the Zhang family, likes to challenge strong people everywhere in order to strengthen his own cultivation. However, he met Master Shangxiao Wushuang and was killed by Master Wushuang's Taixiao Divine Thunder." Lao Yu shook his head and said
, everyone was also sighing.
"The second ancestor Zhang Youren, in order to win over talents, actually went to the mountain gate to poach people, and fought with Tian Jingzi, the head of the mountain gate, for three days and three nights. In the end, he was defeated by Tian Jingzi's three heads, six arms and Hunyuan Qi technique, and returned home.
Soon he died of depression." Lao Yu continued to talk non-stop. Everyone held their breath and listened carefully to Lao Yu's words.
"The third ancestor, Zhang Zongheng, was very successful in his wishful thinking and accumulated a lot of wealth. Not long after the death of the two previous ancestors, he used his own property to support the Sanskrit sect and successfully established it in the world.
On the Fanyin Continent." Lao Yu said here and slowly stopped.
Someone immediately exclaimed: "The Zhang family of Fanyin Continent was really not that simple back then."
"Yes", "Indeed" many people echoed.
Lao Yu glanced at everyone with his wretched eyes, and then asked mysteriously: "You know that I, Lao Yu, told you the secrets of the Zhang family?"
Immediately, many people asked eagerly: "Why?"
Lao Yu's wretched eyes swept over everyone one by one. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he said with satisfaction: "Because there is a cave in Monster Mountain in this Zongheng, and the Night Flame Grass is in his cave."
ah."
[Author's digression]: Could it be that my popularity and votes are also in Zhang Zonghengdong's house? Ouch.