Ancient Martial God

When Xiao Yun returned to the courtyard, he found that someone was already waiting at the entrance of the courtyard. He could see that person's figure from a distance.

Surprisingly, it was his uncle Xiao Yuanjing.

Xiao Yun couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart when he saw his uncle. Apart from Sister Lan's care since childhood, his uncle had taught Xiao Yun like a father.

Although Xiao Yuanjing doesn't care much about Xiao Yun on weekdays, when he encounters something, especially when Xiao Yun needs to understand the truth, he will personally teach him so that Xiao Yun understands the principles of life.

"Uncle!" Xiao Yun quickly greeted him, "Why are you standing outside? Come inside and sit down."

"I heard from your sister Lan that you were back and couldn't sit still for a while, so I just stood here."

Xiao Yuanjing patted Xiao Yun's shoulder. His hand was a little excited. Xiao Yun could feel it. Although his uncle never said it, Xiao Yun knew that his uncle had been worried about him.

"Uncle, your nephew is unfilial and makes you worried." Xiao Yun knelt down.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly."

Xiao Yuanjing quickly helped Xiao Yun up, then shook his head and sighed: "With our children outside, it is inevitable for us to worry, but you cannot do nothing just because of our worries. You are destined to go further in the future, so Don’t let our concerns hold you back.”

"Well, nephew, please remember your uncle's instructions." Xiao Yun nodded.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You must be hungry too. Your sister Lan has prepared some food in the backyard. You haven't sat with uncle for a long time." Xiao Yuanjing pulled Xiao Yun to the backyard.

Six side dishes have been placed on the stone table in the backyard, as well as a pot of wine.

"Sit down, let's talk while eating." Xiao Yuanjing pulled Xiao Yun to sit down, and then poured a glass of wine into Xiao Yun's cup.

"Uncle, I heard from Sister Lan that you are now the deputy deacon of the West Palace?" Xiao Yun opened the topic, casually chatting and drinking with the uncle anyway.

After Xiao Yuanjing drank a glass of wine, he said with a bright face: "Yes, thanks to the help of the Young Palace Master, I can find something to do. There are quite a lot of things in the West Palace, but I am responsible for relatively few things. On weekdays, I just want to sit down here and chat with the other deacons of the West Palace."

"Yun'er, do you know the origin of the East Palace and the West Palace?" Xiao Yuanjing looked at Xiao Yun and said.

"I heard that it was caused by the split within the Wanjian Palace, right?" Xiao Yun said. He had heard Xue Qin mention it before, but Xue Qin didn't say it very clearly, but only gave a rough idea.

"Yes, but you probably don't know the details."

Xiao Yuanjing said slowly: "There were originally five parts in Wanjian Palace, which were divided into five parts: sword head, sword blade, sword soul, sword spine and sword tail. Among them, the sword head part was a unique one a hundred years ago. The big one is the direct descendant of Wanjian Palace, and the other four are all affiliated."

"The purpose of setting up these five departments in Wanjian Palace is to make management easier. Because Wanjian Palace was the overlord of the East in the past, it was impossible to govern a large area with the sword head alone, so the sword blade and other four departments were established. , and then established four sword cities in the eastern territory controlled by Wanjian Palace."

"These four sword cities are located in four places, which are equivalent to the branches of Wanjian City. The four divisions also started from the four sword cities. In the past, they were the four divisions managed by the Sword Head Division."

Xiao Yun did not interrupt, but listened quietly to the uncle's narration. It must be said that what the uncle said about the origin of the five parts of Wanjian Palace was more detailed.

Unexpectedly, the uncle's two months in the West Palace were not in vain.

"Later, Wanjian Palace declined, and the Four Divisions retreated to Wanjian City. However, Jianshou Division One is still the only one. Although the Four Divisions are also capable, they may not be able to compete with Jianshou Division One together. Therefore, Wanjian Palace has always been They are all controlled by Jianshou Bubu alone."

Xiao Yuanjing said slowly: "If there were no accidents, the Jianshou Department would have continued to monopolize the power. However, a hundred years ago, an accident occurred to the Jianshou Department."

"What accident?" Xiao Yun asked curiously.

"Do you know about the Nightmare Jedi, thousands of miles away to the west of Wanjian City?" Xiao Yuanjing asked without answering.

"heard about it."

Xiao Yun nodded and said: "The Nightmare Jedi has existed since ancient times. I don't know when it was formed. Since ancient times, many martial arts cultivators have gone in to investigate, but few martial cultivators can come back alive, and almost all of them are crazy. Even so. I’m not crazy, I can’t remember what happened inside after I came out.”

"A hundred years ago, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky where the Nightmare Jedi is located. Wanjian Palace suspected that a shocking treasure was going to appear in the Nightmare Jedi. Therefore, the palace owner of Wanjian Palace at that time made a decision to bring The strong man who has left 70% of the first part of the sword enters the Nightmare Jedi."

Xiao Yuanjing sighed and said: "It is precisely because of this decision that the Ten Thousand Swords Palace was divided. If it weren't for the fact that there were still 30% strong men in the first part of the sword, I am afraid that the Ten Thousand Swords Palace would have changed hands long ago."

"What about the palace master of Wanjian Palace and 70% of the powerful swordsmen? None of them came out alive?" Xiao Yun asked.

"There is an elder who came out alive, but I heard he has gone crazy. He behaves like a madman every day." Xiao Yuanjing sighed.

"It's been a hundred years. I'm afraid that elder is no longer here." Xiao Yun said casually.

"He's still here, he's still alive. I saw him last time, but I didn't know him at the time. I thought he was pitiful, so I gave him some nectar brewed by Lan'er. As a result, this crazy elder still relied on me."

Xiao Yuanjing said with a helpless smile: "Every day when I went to the West Palace to report, he would appear at the intersection on time. At first, I thought he was just passing by by chance. But the second time I passed by with the wine brewed by Lan'er, he was Robbed."

"Now, every time I pass by, I will bring some wine brewed by Lan'er, and he will wait for me at the intersection on time. Now he doesn't grab it. He probably knows that I will give it to him, so he waits for me. Just come and give it to him.”

When Xiao Yuanjing said this, he couldn't help but sigh, "This elder is also a pitiful person. The others are all dead, and he is the only one alive."

Afterwards, Xiao Yun and Xiao Yuanjing chatted a lot.

It has to be said that the uncle has many sources of information, and his understanding of Wanjian Palace is deeper than many people.

After Xiao Yun inquired, he found out that the group of deacons in the West Palace didn't have much to do. They only exchanged news when they were together. The uncle himself came in because of Huang Chuying's relationship, so the deacons in the West Palace didn't dare to embarrass the uncle. , but rather flattered him.

In addition, the uncle used to manage the Xiao family when he was in the Mortal Realm and knew how to behave, so he got along well with the deacons of the West Palace.

After the relationship developed, and everyone was bored, Xiao Yuanjing memorized everything he would chat with on weekdays.

After all, if Xiao Yuanjing will live in Wanjian Palace in the future, he must write down some rules to avoid being punished for breaking them.

"ah……"

Suddenly, a shrill howl interrupted the conversation between Xiao Yun and Xiao Yuanjing.

Xiao Yun stood up suddenly.

"Don't panic, it's that old man's voice. He howls miserably at this time every year. I heard that today is the day they entered the Nightmare Jedi a hundred years ago..." Xiao Yuanjing patted Xiao Yun gently. said the shoulder.

The howl was so loud that it could be heard for dozens of miles around, and it continued, with a howl coming out every few moments.

"No one stopped me?" Xiao Yun asked.

"Stop it? Who is going to stop it? This old man has the highest seniority. Even if he is crazy, he is still the uncle of the Supreme Elder of Wanjian Palace." Xiao Yuanjing shook his head, "No one will provoke him , anyway, after so many years of barking, I’m used to it.”

"Uncle, let me go take a look." After Xiao Yun finished speaking, he had already left before Xiao Yuanjing could speak.

"Yun'er..."

Xiao Yuanjing looked helpless. Suddenly he remembered something, and his expression suddenly changed. Although the old senior was crazy, his cultivation was still there. If he ran over at this time, something would definitely happen.

"Lan'er, hurry up, prepare some more wine for me." Xiao Yuanjing hurriedly shouted to the courtyard.

"Father, what do you need the wine for at this time?" Xiao Lan ran out and asked.

"Yun'er ran to watch the excitement. I'm afraid the old man will hurt him, so hurry up and get the jar of fine wine." Xiao Yuanjing said as he rushed out.

Hearing that something might happen to Xiao Yun, Xiao Lan quickly fetched the wine and followed him out without thinking.