World of Xianxia

The Great Qin Empire, located in the west of Jin Dynasty, is unknown millions of miles away.

The territory of the empire stretches hundreds of thousands of miles. Since the founding of the country five thousand years ago, the royal family has recruited almost all the ancestral gates for its own use. In the Great Qin Empire, no forces could compete with the royal family.

However, thousands of years ago, a force named Xianjianzong suddenly rose up, challenging all majors in less than a century, and never missed.

The Immortal Sword Sect became more and more powerful, but it refused the royal family's recruitment. This caused dissatisfaction among the royals of the Qin Empire. They let the major gates join forces, and sent a sage who transcended the Yuanying Kingdom to destroy the Sword Sect, completely destroyed, leaving only some wind to make the rudder The apprentice belongs to the royal family and was renamed Tianjian Sect.

Ye Yun came to the Qin Empire through the teleportation half a month ago. He only inquired a little and knew that what Duan Guangchen had said was true.

"It is said that Xianjian Sect was powerful and powerful, and the masters in the Sect were like clouds, and those who were not Jin Danjing could not become ordinary inside disciples, and those elite disciples must be Yuan Yingjing. As for the senior elders, , Suzerain, etc., are the saints who have transcended Yuanying. "

"Laocheng, you're bragging again. Looking at my Great Qin Empire, how many sages are there? You actually said that there is a sage in a fairy sword sect. How can you believe it?"

"That is, you don't bully me and lie to me when you read less. Although you are telling a story, you must also be reasonable and reasonable, otherwise you will be refunded."

"Yes, yes, how respectful is the sage who transcended Yuanying Realm, and not radishes and cabbage, everywhere, you grow old and talk nonsense and refund money."

"Old man must be drinking too much, every time he drinks too much nonsense."

A restaurant in a small city in the Great Qin Empire, surrounded by a wooden table with a few feet in the middle, an old man about 40 or 50 years old, with a sharp-billed monkey cheek and a goatee sitting on it, holding a folding fan in his right hand, and a wine gourd in his left hand. , Complexion red, talk about.

Below the stage, a group of people clamored, laughed and scolded, with different attitudes.

"Do n’t believe it. Although I ’m an old man, sometimes I ’m bragging, but this time it ’s true. Think about it, what are the elders and elite disciples of the main gates of my Qin Empire? Cultivate? "Lao Cheng sat on a wooden table with Erlang's legs on his feet, and swayed the fan slightly. He had no sense of elegance, but only insignificance.

"Nonsense, who doesn't know this? The elders of Xi Zong are the ancestors of Yuan Yingjing. It is said that the Supreme Lord has reached the peak of Yuan Ying Jing, but he is the most promising master to break into the saints."

"The host of Dandingmen is also the pinnacle of Yuanying Realm. It is said that the repair is only half as good as the Emperor of Zongzong."

"The falling star gate is not bad. It is said that the strongest is also Yuanyingjing Qizhong, which is only half a step away from the peak."

"Yes, the strengths of the major gates are similar, and they can be found everywhere in the late Yuan Dynasty."

Lao Cheng squinted his eyes and sipped another wine, saying, "So why do dozens of door masters gather, and the encirclement of Xian Jianzong was beaten, but they almost destroyed? If Xian Jianzong had no strong person in the realm of saints, they could Win? "

For a moment, the audience was silent and speechless.

"So, the strongest master of Xianjianzong was a saint, and he wasn't one yet." The old man sipped his drink proudly, and then said, "Do you know who the royal family shot in the end?

"Who? I heard it was two people, a couple."

"No, I heard three saints who defeated the Immortal Sword Sect in one fell swoop."

The audience immediately debated and argued loudly.

The old man shook his fan slightly and said, "Some of you are right, they are a couple, and they are only about thirty years old. It is a state of saints to cultivate to a high degree."

"How is that possible? A saint in his thirties, I haven't heard of it in ancient times. It's not good for you to grow old. You will die in order to earn some spiritual stones."

"That is, looking at the millennium, the age of a saint is under a hundred years old? A saint in his thirties, you bragging about not drafting."

The old man sneered, and said, "A bunch of frogs at the bottom of your well know the fart. The two saints are not from the royal family of the Qin Empire, but from above."

As he said, he looked down, put down the gourd in his hand, and pointed upwards.

All of a sudden, everyone was silent, with a look of horror, but never said a word of nonsense, all bowed down to eat, or left the bill.

The old man touched the goatee's beard, picked up the wine gourd, and the cloudy old eyes flashed by.

Ye Yun sat against the window and listened with interest. In the past half month, he inquired, this old man is the storyteller of this chaotic stone city. His favorite story is the story of the fairy sword sect, which is said to have been told for five years.

Ye Yun listened here for five days and almost heard a lot about the past of Xianjian Sect. He really did not expect that Xianjian Sect would be so powerful. The dozens of schools in the entire Qin Empire sent countless masters. The joint destruction of the Immortal Sword Sect failed, but the killing was greatly reduced and the vitality was greatly injured.

It just made him feel strange ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Whenever this storytelling master said that the two young saints came from above, all the stories came to an abrupt end, and no one would ask more questions. It's really weird.

Ye Yun listened for a few days, and every time he did, the curiosity in his heart grew stronger. He finally couldn't help but raised his hand.

The restaurant man walked quickly to him, with a respectful expression.

"Xiao Cui, let Laocheng come to accompany me for a drink." Ye Yun casually threw a top-quality spirit stone to his man.

The guy named Xiao Cui smiled, put away the spirit stone and turned and beckoned to the old man on the stage: "Old man, come down, here is a guest officer who wants to invite you for a good drink."

On the wooden table, Chengcheng slumped his legs with his eyes squinted and hummed in his mouth. When he heard this, he jumped up and said loudly, "Good wine? Are you sure it is good wine? I'm a mature person but I don't have ordinary wine. Drink. "

Ye Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled: "Xiao Cui, bring me the best wine in your store. I'm not afraid of getting old and not drinking, I'm afraid he's drunk."

Before waiting for Xiao Cui to speak, the grown-up jumped down from the tall wooden table, opened the chair and sat down: "This little brother, I see that you are here to be proud of everyone. In the future, it must not be something in the pool. I have the honour to meet me today, but you are lucky. "

Ye Yun smiled and said, "I think so, it's a pleasure."

"It ’s good to say, I ’m good at drinking with people, but I do n’t care about people who do n’t care about it. I do n’t even bother to drink the best wine, say a word. Little brother, you ’re good, fit my eyes, Today, we must not get drunk and let go. "The old man laughed.

Ye Yun laughed: "That's natural. If you are humble and modest, I will look down on you."

He is so proud of himself that he laughs.

Ye Yun smiled in his heart and whispered, "Father, can you wake up?"