In fact, even the people of the Gu tribe don't know that the sacred object they worship most, Chi You's god Gu, is the sacred beast Suzaku. Of course, this is mainly because the sacred beast Suzaku has never appeared in the history of the Gu tribe.
Although people worship it, they don't understand it.
When Ye Han showed the tattoo on his body to the sloppy old Taoist, the sloppy old Taoist knew that the sacred beast Suzaku had recognized Ye Han as his master. This was God's will and a chance, but the sloppy old Taoist never told Ye Han that the little tiger was the saint.
The beast White Tiger and Chiyou's divine Gu are the sacred beasts Suzaku.
Ye Han's strength was still too weak at that time, so it was a bit premature to touch these levels.
However, opportunities are often accompanied by crises. When Ye Han gets these opportunities, he will naturally have to endure the corresponding crises.
The sacred beast Suzaku is a divine bird that controls the fire of heaven and earth. Among the four sacred beasts, only the black dragon can compare with its vitality. This is because the sacred beast Suzaku's rebirth from the fire technique allows it to go back and forth continuously.
Rebirth from death, every transformation is an evolution.
But now, Ye Han, the master, is in crisis, and the sacred beast Suzaku, which has recognized Ye Han as his master, will naturally come to help.
The rebirth from the fire technique of the sacred beast Suzaku will be a huge improvement for Ye Han.
The battle on Phoenix Mountain in Shanhai City, after all the forces left, completely shocked the world in the north and south of China.
The eight ancient martial arts sects, the mighty powers of the underground world from the north to the south, such a terrifying lineup gathered at Phoenix Mountain in Shanhai City, and an earth-shattering battle shocked the world.
This battle not only involved various forces, but also immortal figures such as Huangfu Qitian, Kuangren, and the sloppy Taoist Xiao Qingshan and Taoist Yuxu.
This is a feast, all forces gather together, old monsters come out, and they are almost all just for one person.
However, the young man who had created miracles in the south died in this battle. He died at the hands of the southern overlord Murong Hetu. After learning the news, many people felt sorry for it. A great genius died just like this.
That was a very sad and regrettable thing.
Not only that, this genius who died in infancy was actually the son of a madman. This news also shocked China.
Ye Han is the son of a madman.
The madman's son is dead, so what kind of shocking anger will the madman unleash next?
When a madman gets angry, there will definitely be rivers of blood and corpses everywhere.
"Alas! I didn't expect that this Ye Han turned out to be the son of a madman. It's a pity that such a genius died. I originally thought that he could create miracles again and amaze the world. Unfortunately, it backfired. He died at a young age and will never reach his goal.
Once he has reached the level of his father, it will be very difficult for another Ye Han to appear in China in the future, and even Nalan Mietian in the north will not be able to match him."
"It is indeed a pity. I am afraid many people are disappointed now!"
People from all over the north and south who are paying attention to this battle are talking and regretting, and their eyes have been withdrawn from Shanhai City. Since that young man has died in the battle, then it is not worth continuing to pay attention to the genius who cannot grow up.
Even if it is amazing, it can only become a thing of the past.
"Son of a madman, you died like this!"
A sigh slowly came out from Zhuge Prajna's mouth. Ye Han was the son of a madman. This news really shocked her. The person who had climbed from the bottom to where he is today with his own hands and a mind, actually had someone behind his back.
He has such an amazing identity, but it is a pity that this identity was only exposed after Ye Han died.
However, what makes Zhuge Prajna more regretful is that Ye Han died. For Ye Han, Zhuge Prajna felt that he was his opponent, but at the same time, he also felt sympathy for each other. No one in this world understood her better than Ye Han.
Now, the person who was their opponent and had an unclear relationship died, making Zhuge Prajna's eyes slightly complicated. Ye Han died, and the agreement between them was invalidated, but she felt empty.
Around my heart.
"Ye Han, I offer you this glass of wine!" Zhuge Prajna poured out the strong wine in his hand toward the ground. The wine slowly flowed in from the ground like a small stream of water.
Inside the pond ahead.
"Still haven't gotten over it? Why?"
At the same time, in the Yan family courtyard, Mr. Yan suddenly sat on the recliner as if lost in despair. His face seemed to become older at this moment. His eyes were as haggard as dead wood. He slowly closed his eyes.
, the palms of his hands were trembling slowly. Now, he was experiencing the pain and torture of white people sending black people to death. The battle at Phoenix Mountain in Shanhai City had now spread throughout China. As a follower, how could he not know the outcome?
, his grandson died in the war.
However, they haven't recognized each other yet, and he doesn't know that he has parents and his grandfather in this world.
Ke Yanke stood behind Mr. Yan, shaking his head and sighing secretly, with complicated eyes.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, bastard, Kuangren Ji, you bastard, why didn't you save our son? Why? No, I want to go to Shanhai City, I want to see him!" Yan Qingmu's face was covered with tears,
She stood up and stumbled out of the Yan family compound. She hadn't really looked at her son for a few times. She hadn't called him son yet, and he hadn't called her mother yet!
In Shanhai City, Young Master Tang and Lin Baimo were laughing and crying, drinking heavily.
"Hahahaha! God, you really didn't open your eyes! What on earth did my brother provoke you and you want to treat him like this? If you tell me, I am willing to take him to suffer, even if he goes to the eighteenth level of hell, I will
I have no regrets, I just ask you to return my brother to me, return Hanzi to me, return me my brother."
At the end of the sentence, Young Master Tang's voice became hoarse. He drank a mouthful of strong alcohol with dozens of degrees of alcohol and could drink an ordinary person to death in just four or five seconds. Lin Baimo poured it into his mouth with red eyes.
Pouring wine in the bottle, the two of them stood back to back and looked at the sky. Their best brother died in the battle, which made them feel that something was missing in their lives.
At the same time, Mount Emei.
Master Wuwo shook her head and sighed and said, "It's a pity. Forget it, let's keep his sister and send the others down the mountain. We can hide it from them for a while, but we can't hide it from them forever. They will have to face it sooner or later."
"Yes, Senior Sister, Headmaster." Master Qingqing nodded, sighing again and again.
On this day, Zhou Yun'er and the others, who had been visiting Mount Emei for several days, were sent down the mountain, but Ye Qing was kept behind. The reason was that Master Wuwo wanted to accept her as a disciple, and Ye Han had already agreed.