The world of human cultivation, which had been peaceful for eight months, fell into a bloody storm again with Huangfu's death.
The difference is that the bloody storm eight months ago took place in the righteous path, this time in the devil's sect.
It was not only the two envoys on the left and right who retired, but also the five envoys holding the Five Elements Flag.
Fortunately, the Five Elements Flag has already been deployed.
The only loophole in Aoki Hata's successor has also been filled.
The five new young flag bearers who are about to take office are Hou Yanqing from Ruijin Banner, Qin Ying from Qingmu Banner, Li Xianyue from Tianshui Banner, Qin Wu from Liehuo Banner, and Li Chenfeng from Houtu Banner.
Originally, Tian Wen was the successor of Qingmu Banner Feng Prison, but Tian Wen was favored by Huangfu and was promoted. Several of Feng Prison's disciples were also ineffective. It is true that some relatively good young people can be found among casual cultivators, but they all passed
I am used to a lazy life and am not familiar with the Five Elements Flag.
So in desperation, the Qin brothers, who had never been separated, were split in half, with one taking over the Green Wood Flag and the other taking over the Fiery Fire Flag.
Plus Miss Tianwen.
The three people who came out alive from the dark room all became the big winners in life.
During the bloody turmoil of the Demon Sect, the righteous cultivation sects in Middle-earth will only watch the excitement from the sidelines and will not participate in it.
As for Ye Xiaochuan, he didn't want to participate, but he did.
At least Zuo Qiu was determined to compete for the position of Holy Envoy because of him.
The snow in Guanzhong has been falling for three days and it stopped only early this morning.
Yuan Xiaolou has been cleaning the snow in the yard every morning for the past few days, but when he woke up the next day, the snow had covered the yard again.
Today she spent another whole morning clearing out all the snow in the yard, then looked at the blue sky and murmured: "It won't snow again tonight, will it?"
"Ahem..." Ye Xiaochuan coughed several times in the room.
Yuan Xiaolou immediately regained his concentration, pushed the door in, and then immediately closed the door.
Ye Xiaochuan's body was too wasted, and he was no longer the young hero who was immune to all diseases. A snowstorm made him fall ill.
The room was very warm. In front of the charcoal brazier, Ye Xiaochuan was sitting in a wheelchair, still coughing.
Yuan Xiaolou quickly walked over, picked up the white wolf skin that Ye Xiaochuan had brought out from Xu Tiandi's coffin from the bed, and put it on Ye Xiaochuan's body.
She patted Ye Xiaochuan's back gently and said, "Why did you take off the wolf's skin?"
Ye Xiaochuan slowly stopped coughing and looked at Yuan Xiaolou.
His face was very pale, and anyone who looked at him could tell that he was very weak but was suffering from illness.
Ye Xiaochuan shook his head gently and said, "It doesn't matter to me."
Yuan Xiaolou complained: "If you are still stubborn at this time, I will help you go to bed and lie down.
I'll make some medicine for you later, and you'll be fine soon after drinking it."
Ye Xiaochuan laughed at himself: "I think of me, Ye Xiaochuan, who is crazy in the world. I am a man with copper skin and iron bones. I am invulnerable to invulnerability to water and fire. I don't know how many lightning strikes and fires I suffered. Back then, I was in the land of arctic black ice and in the land of Antarctic glaciers. I am much better than now."
Not only ten times colder?
Unexpectedly, I just caught a little bit of wind and cold, but it almost killed me.
I'm just a loser.
A loser who is worse than an ordinary person."
Yuan Xiaolou said: "I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that! You are a great hero who stands up to save the people. You are not a useless person, no!"
Ye Xiaochuan closed his eyes in pain and said: "Hero?
Haha, am I a hero?
Have you ever seen a hero who can't even stand up?
I want to be alone for a while, so you can go out first."
Yuan Xiaolou never disobeyed Ye Xiaochuan's wishes. When she saw that Ye Xiaochuan stopped coughing, she went out.
About half an hour later, she came in with a bowl of medicine and fed it to Ye Xiaochuan one by one.
Just after taking the medicine, the door was pushed open and it was the old storyteller.
Yuan Xiaolou never allowed Fan Tong to go into her room and disturb Ye Xiaochuan's rest, so Fan Tong stuck his head out of the door and looked at the two people in the room.
Yuan Xiaolou said: "Grandpa, close the door quickly. Xiaochuan's disease is not cured yet, so don't let the cold air blow in."
The old storyteller said: "Don't worry, he was not dead even though he suffered such serious injuries. It is even less likely that Xiao Fenghan could kill him.
Girl, you go and do your work first, grandpa will take care of him."
It was past noon, and it was time for Yuan Xiaolou to cook lunch for Ye Xiaochuan.
After Yuan Xiaolou left, the old storyteller sat next to Ye Xiaochuan and stretched out his hand to cook on the brazier.
Said: "Do you have anything to say to me today?"
Ye Xiaochuan glanced at him and said, "You say this every day, aren't you annoyed?"
The old storyteller said: "Older people are always more wordy.
What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood today?
Let me do the math..." He really counted with his fingers, and then said: "It turns out that today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is the birthday of your confidante Zuo Qiu.
It seems like you haven’t really let go of the past.”
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I want you to take care of it."
The old storyteller chuckled and said, "I never want to care about you."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "In that case, why did you send people into Lantian County?
I really want to ask you today, who are those people on the street?"
The old storyteller said: "Did you see it?
Haha, I know it, you can definitely see it."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Since I came back from my first trip, you have asked me the same thing every day for more than four months. Don't you just want me to say it myself?"
The old storyteller said with a smile: "But for so long, you have refused to tell me or ask.
I told you a few months ago that the time has not come yet, but now that you have asked me, it means that the time has come."
Ye Xiaochuan frowned and said, "What do you mean?
Can my cultivation level be restored?"
The old storyteller said: "It's not that there is no possibility of recovery, it mainly depends on what you think.
If you want to restore your cultivation, you need to revive your mind.
Your heart was dead before and you were indifferent to everything. In the past few months, apart from hugging the girl and kissing her every night, have you done anything meaningful?
Things are different now. If you want to know who those people are outside, it means your heart has come alive."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Is this the opportunity you mentioned?"
The old storyteller shook his head slightly and said: "That's right, but not entirely.
By the way, I went out for a walk this morning and got two pieces of news, one good and one bad, which one do you want to hear first?"
Ye Xiaochuan said calmly: "Good or bad, it has nothing to do with me, I don't want to hear it."
The old storyteller smiled slightly and sat in front of the charcoal brazier to warm himself up without saying a word.
There was an eerie silence in the room.
The old storyteller took out a bag of shelled peanuts and roasted them on the charcoal fire.
It seemed that he was not surprised at all that this conversation ended in vain, and it seemed that everything was already under his control.
