This time, the old man finally started to look serious after Yang Tian said that he had visited the ancient tribe in person and drank the Nine-leaf Qingxin Tea.
He didn't ask about the Zhen Clan's Immortal Sword, nor did he ask Yang Tian if he had really drank Nine-leaf Qingxin Tea.
He silently made another cup of tea and handed it to Yang Tian.
"Tea, please!"
After Yang Tian thanked him, he took the tea and took a sip.
He closed his eyes slightly and savored it carefully.
"It really tastes exactly the same as before."
The old man smiled bitterly and said: "This is the last Nine-leaf Pure Heart Tea of the ancient tribe, and it is also the only one in Xuantian Continent."
"It's quite precious."
Yang Tian asked with a smile on his face: "Aren't you afraid that this only portion of Nine-leaf Qingxin Tea will be wasted on me?"
The old man said: "How many of your distinguished guests have tasted this kind of tea? They must be good friends of my ancient clan. I'm just sorry for my blindness, but I don't know who the distinguished guest is? Why does he hold the immortal sword of our clan?"
Obviously, even though he has lived for hundreds of years and has extraordinary concentration, he still cannot calm down after feeling the breath of the fairy sword just now.
"Who are you Gu Yue?"
Yang Tian put down the tea cup and asked.
"He is my ancestor."
The old man replied that he didn't understand what Yang Tian meant by asking this.
Yang Tian glanced at him and said slowly: "My ancestor Xuan and I were from the same era, and your immortal sword was given to me by your ancestor Xuan."
"What?"
When the old man heard this, his eyes twitched hard and he almost fell off his chair.
This news shocked him so much.
Before the old man could question or refute, Yang Tian directly took out the Immortal Sword Zhu Xian from the Colorful Exquisite Tower.
Then he threw it at the old man.
"Be careful, my dear mother."
The old man was so frightened that his legs and feet were weak. He was afraid that he might bump into the ancient clan's immortal sword, so he hurriedly went to pick it up.
At this time, the 13-14-year-old long-haired Lolita who was originally standing on the side rushed forward and caught the Zhuxian Sword firmly. Then the Zhuxian Sword was in her hand, just like her own arm.
, when he started to use the sword technique, the majestic power was inspired, crushing him in all directions.
Seeing this scene, the old man and Yang Tian were both stunned.
This sword has been owned by its owner, and it stands to reason that it cannot be wielded by others.
But this little lolita with long white hair can actually use the Zhuxian Sword, and she can still perform it. It's really incredible.
Yang Tian looked at the old man and asked, "Who is she?"
The old man replied: "She is the most talented person in my ancient clan. She is an orphan. Now she depends on me. Her name is Wei'er. She is the only one who has risen in my ancient clan."
After Yang Tian heard this, he did some research and found that the little girl named Wei'er indeed had a terrifying talent.
At the age of only thirteen or fourteen, he has reached the early stage of Lianxu Hedao.
If she waits until she grows up, she will definitely have the qualities of an immortal!
The old man frowned and shouted softly: "Weier, put this sword down. Don't be rude in front of your guests."
The long-haired little loli named Wei'er hugged the Zhuxian Sword directly, shook her head, and took a step back.
A pair of bright beautiful eyes stared at the old man without blinking.
"Put it down quickly, cough!"
The old man has been feeling unwell, and now after getting angry, he couldn't help but cough violently.
When the long-haired little lolita saw this scene, she ran over anxiously and helped the old man keep beating his back, with a look of concern on her little face.
"lay down!"
This was the third time the old man spoke, with a hint of anger in his tone.
The long-haired little loli glanced at the Zhuxian Sword, and then reluctantly put the sword down.
And this Immortal Killing Sword actually made a whimpering sound after it was put down.
Obviously he was a little reluctant to let go of that little loli.
The corner of Yang Tian's mouth twitched. He, the master of the sword, was here, and this broken sword actually dared to be used by others.
If Yang Tian hadn't been so loyal and brave to protect his master, Yang Tian would have beaten it into scrap metal long ago.
The old man seemed a little embarrassed, coughed, and said sorry to Yang Tian.
Yang Tian also waved his hand and said it was okay. Seeing the old man staring at the Zhuxian Sword longingly, he said in a calm tone: "This originally belonged to your ancient clan, you can look at it as you like."
The old man glanced at Yang Tian gratefully, and then gently touched the Zhuxian Sword with his trembling and skinny hands.
His eyes became red and tears kept falling.
"I didn't expect that I would be able to see my ancient clan's clan-suppressing immortal weapon in my lifetime."
The Immortal Killing Sword of his ancient clan is a symbol of the ancient clan. With the protection of this sword, the ancient clan will not decline for thousands of years.
Back then, the Zhuxian Sword was given as a gift to the former number one person in Xuantian Continent, Potian Immortal Emperor, in his Xuanzu generation.
After the Immortal Emperor disappeared, the Immortal Killing Sword was also missing.
Now that it appears again, this makes him, the patriarch of the ancient clan, very unhappy.
However, after being excited for a while, he seemed to realize something, and the smile on his face stiffened.
Then he stared at Yang Tian with a horrified face.
"The distinguished guest seems to have said that he is acquainted with my Xuan clan and is the owner of this sword. Could it be that, distinguished guest, you are the Potian Immortal Emperor?"
"It seems that there are still people from the ancient clan who remember me."
Yang Tian glanced at him appreciatively, then nodded and said: "Yes, I am Immortal Emperor Potian, the first person in Xuantian Continent five hundred years ago, and a very good friend of your Xuan Clan Guyue.
"What?"
After hearing Yang Tian's confirmation, the ancient clan leader's face was horrified, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop. His voice was trembling: "This, this, this... how is this possible? Rumor has it that you have disappeared, five hundred years ago.
There is no trace, how could it appear again now?"
"Disappearing doesn't mean dead."
Yang Tian smiled.
Having said this, he seemed to be lost in memories.
"In the Golden Immortal Realm, that old friend still hasn't crossed over to the past. It's been five hundred years. Things have changed and people have changed."
After he shook his head bitterly and sighed, the old man further confirmed Yang Tian's identity.
"Get up, you are the head of the clan after all, you don't have to kneel to me."
Yang Tian used immortal energy to help the ancient clan leader up.
The ancient clan leader became even more respectful to Yang Tian.
"Master Immortal Emperor, my Xuanzu did not die in the long years, but died in the hands of the Six Paths Immortal Sect."
When Yang Tian heard these words, he was shocked and his eyes instantly turned red.
He stared at the ancient clan leader and asked: "What did you say? What happened back then?"
The patriarch of the ancient clan quickly told what happened at the beginning. It turned out that when Tianfu was in trouble, his ancestor Xuan had come to help.
But in the end, he was naturally no match for the Six Paths Immortal Sect and was killed ruthlessly.
The Gu family, which once stood at the pinnacle of the refining domain, was also suppressed by the Tianyao Sect and the Six Paths Immortals established by the traitor in Tianfu, and completely declined.
The traitor thus became the absolute controller of the Refining Domain.
The ancient tribe could only huddle here and survive, suffering from oppression.
Especially in recent times, the Wang family, one of the eight major families in Lianyu, has been loyal to the Tianyao Sect.
After hearing that the ancient tribe had a special forging method, they wanted to rob it, but the ancient tribe refused and were bullied to the limit.
In the end, I had no choice but to leave here and go elsewhere after three days.
When Yang Tian heard the news, his face turned pale.
He clenched his fists tightly, unable to believe that the decline of the ancient tribe was indirectly caused by him.
The Ancient Clan once stood at the pinnacle level of the Refining Domain, but now they are being oppressed by a small family. The people of the Ancient Clan are probably filled with anger and unable to vent their anger.
The strongest of the ancient clan now is Gu Li, who is in the early stage of becoming a saint, and he can't stop the Wang family at all.
Since Yang Tian knew all this, he naturally would not stand idly by.
He took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "From today on, I will protect the ancient clan. I want to see who dares to be so presumptuous when I am here!"
Hearing this, the patriarch of the ancient clan burst into tears. He knelt down again in excitement and banged his head heavily on the ground.
"Thank you, Immortal Emperor. Your kindness will be forever remembered by the ancient clan!"
Yang Tian said in a low voice: "You don't have to thank me. Get up first. Gu Yue died because of my Tianfu. The decline of the Gu family is related to me. Since I come back, I will definitely lead you to the peak of the refining domain, destroy the Tianyao Sect, and rebuild the world."
See the glory of your ancient clan..." (To be continued)
