After 2000 years of foundation building, the teacher said I was a waste?

The old housekeeper, who had no idea that Ye Wu had seen through everything, was filled with black energy and a suffocating terrifying aura.

"You are not Butler Wang, who...are you?"

Guarding Wan Ruxue, he retreated but was unable to retreat. Bodyguard Wan Shan, who was blocked by a layer of black mist, looked at the "old housekeeper" solemnly.

“You—you don’t deserve to know my name!”

The old housekeeper was covered in black mist, and his legs actually rose into the air, floating three meters above the ground.

He just gave a casual look. Wan Shan, a monk at the peak of Qi training, cracked with a "boom" and fell to the ground into a bloody mist.

The whole place was silent!

This terrifying scene made all the bodyguards of Wanjia panic and turn around and run away.

"Want to escape?"

"I have been sleeping for 2000 years, and I am only one step away from restoring the Nascent Soul. However, I was awakened by you in advance, causing my ancestor to fall short. It will take at least hundreds of years to recover again."

"Wait, you all deserve to die!"

In the void, the old housekeeper looked gloomy and did not see any movement.

Whoa!

The black mist surrounding him instantly splashed out and fell on the bodyguards.

"help me!"

"what……!"

The screams were endless, and bodyguards fell to the ground one after another.

Everyone melted in this black mist and turned into blood mist!

Whoa!

All the blood mist flew up and gathered behind the old housekeeper again.

"Although mortals are weak, this fresh flesh and blood tastes really good. I haven't enjoyed it in 2000 years."

"And you, little girl, still have an extremely rare ice physique. Unfortunately, the Qingyun Sect has been closed for 500 years, and the inheritance has long been cut off."

"Otherwise, with your physique, your Wanjia family will definitely be able to rise and become a powerful cultivator who is not inferior to me."

"It's a pity that now is the Age of Ending Law. Even if the Qingyun Sect reappears, you won't have enough resources to practice to the foundation building stage. Even entering the Qi refining stage will be a problem."

"In this case, it is better to give me the advantage!"

The old housekeeper stepped on the black mist and looked down at Wan Ruxue, his old and gloomy eyes full of excitement.

"Little girl, as long as you relax your mind and be swallowed by me voluntarily."

"Then I can promise you that I will only destroy your direct lineage of the Wan family, and only take all the wealth and accumulation of your Wan family, without killing other collateral lines, so that your Wan family can continue to inherit and become a mortal family, how about it? "

The old housekeeper said with a smile.

But when this smile fell in Wan Ruxue's eyes, it looked extremely ferocious and terrifying.

"Under the nest, there are no eggs!"

"Old monster, although I don't know who you are, you killed my grandfather, killed Wan Shan, and killed so many loyal subordinates of my Wan family."

"Now, you want me to be eaten by you voluntarily, you - dream!"

Wan Ruxue sneered.

The group of people went up the mountain in a mighty manner, but now, only Wan Ruxue was left alive.

She hated the old monster in front of her deeply, how could she give in?

"Why, little girl, don't you want to die quickly? Do you have to let me torture you and make you miserable, unable to live or die?"

The old housekeeper's face turned gloomy for a moment, and his tone was solemn.

If it weren't for Wan Ruxue's special characteristics, she would need to voluntarily put down her guard and devour her, so that the old housekeeper could maximize his benefits.

Otherwise, how could he say so much?

"Of course I'm afraid of death, but it's impossible for you to torture me and make my life worse than death!"

Wan Ruxue sneered, and suddenly there was a small dagger in her hand.

"Grandpa gave me this dagger in advance. Grandpa said that life and death on this trip are unpredictable. If there is a critical moment, you can consider killing it yourself to avoid being humiliated by the enemy!"

"I didn't expect that grandpa's words would come true, and I would actually use this ancestral dagger."

His mind was spinning rapidly, Wan Ruxue's eyes were determined, she closed her eyes and stabbed straight into her heart.

"Bold!"

The old housekeeper became furious and roared.

boom!

In an instant, the mountains shook and the snow roared!

However, no matter how strong the old housekeeper is, it is too late to stop Wan Ruxue at this moment!

But at this moment, Wan Ruxue was determined to die and was ready to take her own life without being humiliated.

A strong and powerful hand suddenly grasped the dagger, preventing it from falling.

Wan Ruxue was stunned and opened her eyes in confusion.

A young man dressed like a migrant worker appeared in front of Wan Ruxue.

One of the young man's hands happened to grasp the edge of the dagger.

Wan Ruxue suddenly looked shocked.

You know, this dagger passed down from the ancestors of the Wan family is said to be a magic weapon. Even if it is not used by a monk, it can cut iron like mud and is very sharp.

What's even more amazing is that this dagger only recognizes the direct descendants of the Wan family. Once a drop of blood melts into the blade, it can be hidden in the sleeve as if it doesn't exist.

The existence of this dagger has always been a secret of the Wan family heads for generations.

Even Wan Ruxue only learned about this from her grandfather Wan Lao not long ago.

But a dagger that was so sharp and could easily cut through the alloy was held by Ye Wu with his bare hands?

how can that be!

"Brother Zhang, you..."

Wan Ruxue quickly calmed down and asked tentatively.

"My name is not Zhang Xuanling, this is just my pseudonym."

"Miss Wan, please introduce yourself, Pindao - Ye Wu."

As soon as Ye Wu finished speaking, the dagger in Wan Ruxue's hand disappeared and was already held by Ye Wu.

"It turns out that Brother Zhang can talk and is a monk. Oh, no, it's Brother Ye!"

Wan Ruxue's eyes lit up, and then she lowered her voice anxiously, "Brother Ye, since you know Taoism, you should run away quickly."

"As long as you can escape, take my Wan Family's token to the Taoist Palace of Longhu Mountain and ask the old Heavenly Master to come down from the mountain. The old Heavenly Master will naturally go to the snowy areas to slay demons and avenge our Wan Family!"

"Brother Ye, let's go, let's go!"

As Wan Ruxue said this, she suddenly pushed Ye Wu backward.

Then, Wan Ruxue looked at the old housekeeper, "Don't you want me to surrender willingly? Yes! But you must let Brother Ye go!"

"Jie Jie Jie, little girl, I have to say, you are indeed very smart."

In the black mist in mid-air, the old housekeeper sneered, "But unfortunately, with my cultivation level, do you really think that you can hide the whisper you just made with that kid from me?"

"I didn't want to hide it." Wan Ruxue's face changed slightly, and then she said calmly,

"Although I don't know what you want me to do, I know that I must be very important to you. Otherwise, you wouldn't have said so much to me and would have killed me long ago."

clever!

The old housekeeper nodded slightly and looked at Wan Ruxue with a hint of love for talent.

The Black Witch Sect has been dormant for 2000 years. Each generation of disciples has become worse than the previous generation. The sect has long been depleted and lacks talents.

Nowadays, the ancestors of the Black Witch Sect are about to be born, so it is naturally impossible to fight in all directions in person.

Naturally, he needs a group of obedient, smart, strong and capable disciples to command him.

The Wan Ruxue in front of her was not only rich, but also had a powerful family, and had a special physique. She was also very smart, courageous and strategic.

If Wan Ruxue could be made to surrender and be accepted as a disciple, that would be great.

But the problem is, it was precisely because of Wan Ruxue's ice-cold physique that the old housekeeper was tempted.

"The ice physique is extremely rare, and it is rare to see it in ten thousand years. It is a special physique that is destined to be cultivated to the point of becoming a god."

"Among all the brothers, I am the only one with the lowest cultivation level and the most serious injury. If not, I would not have been asked to wake up in advance..."

When I think about the other ancestors who are still sleeping and recovering, using the blood of the snowy land to rebuild their bodies, once they are born, they will not only recover their cultivation, but they will also be able to take a step further and have a high probability of becoming gods.

But he needs to sleep again, and it takes hundreds of years to recover from his injuries before he can be born again!

At that time, all the brothers will be transformed gods, but I will be the Nascent Soul, standing still!

not only!

Because Uncle Chen was accidentally interrupted midway, even if he fell asleep again, the old butler could not rebuild his perfect body.

In this way, if he wants to step into the realm of God in the future, this is almost better than ascending to heaven!

But Wan Ruxue's body gave the old housekeeper hope.

Strictly speaking, this is not the old housekeeper of the Wan family, but the ninth ancestor of the Black Witch Cult!

"Although all the brothers can practice to become gods after reforging their physical bodies with the help of earth fire."

"When you reach the same god, the difference in cultivation level is very big."

"As long as I can get this woman's body, I can cultivate to the peak of god transformation. If I take a step further, I can become an immortal!"

As soon as he thought of this, Jiu Ancestor's eyes suddenly turned bright as he looked at Wan Ruxue.

"Little girl, I agree to your request, and I can let this kid go."

"But you have to think clearly, if this kid leaves, I will destroy all your ten thousand families."

"Whether you want to keep your descendants of the Wan family so that the family bloodline can continue, or let a related kid go, you make your own decision!"

Jie Jie Jie!

After saying that, Jiuzu laughed heartily and watched the show with cold eyes.

Wan Ruxue was kind and upright, and Jiu Zu wanted to see how she would choose on a whim.

No matter which side you choose, Wan Ruxue is destined to be imperfect and some people will be sacrificed!

as predicted!

After hearing this, Wan Ruxue's face changed drastically, and her eyes kept struggling.

But soon, Wan Ruxue's eyes became firm, "I choose to let Brother Ye leave!"

"what!"

hum!

Jiu Zu's eyes widened, his old eyes full of disbelief.

"Miss Wan, actually... you don't have to be like this. Pindao is just an ordinary cultivator, he's just building a foundation, and he's not worthy of this."

Ye Wu smiled.

Ye Wu also didn't expect that Wan Ruxue would actually be willing to save him instead of saving the Wan family.

This made Ye Wu quite touched.

"Brother Ye, you don't have to refuse. My Wan family started from Wanbao Pavilion. Since we descendants have enjoyed the dividends brought by our ancestors, we naturally have to shoulder the corresponding responsibilities."

"And you are just an innocent person. You don't deserve to die. Just go."

Wan Ruxue looked at Ye Wu with a sincere tone.

"Miss Wan, your attitude makes Pindao very happy. You don't need to feel at ease."

"Today, as long as I am here, no one can do anything to you!"

Ye Wu smiled slightly, walked towards Jiuzu step by step with his hands behind his back.

"A mere ant-like piece of garbage with a nine-story foundation actually dares to speak so brazenly?"

Looking at Ye Wu, who actually didn't run away, but walked towards him, looking like a hero, Jiu Zu's eyes were filled with ridicule.

What the hell!

The nine ancestors of the Black Witch Sect in 2000 were all Nascent Soul cultivation levels!

Although in the last battle that year, the nine ancestors were seriously injured and had to feign death to escape and survive in the snow.

But after 2000 years of recovery, all nine ancestors have reached the golden elixir stage!

Even the Ninth Ancestor still has the cultivation level of the early stage of the Golden Core!

There seems to be only a small realm difference between the ninth level of foundation building and the early stage of golden elixir.

However, because they are separated by a large realm, the gap in combat power between the two is huge.

Even if the Nine Ancestor's body is not here, but in the lava underground of the underground volcano, he can only use the physical body of Wanjia's old housekeeper to fight from a distance, and can only exert half a step of the cultivation of the golden elixir.

But as a former Nascent Soul monster, Jiu Zu could easily crush Ye Wu regardless of his fighting skills or killing experience!

"Girl Wan, you have also seen that I have spared this boy as per your request."

"This kid wants to die on his own. Even if I kill this kid, you can't blame me for not believing my words!"

Jie Jie... Jie?

Jiu Zu laughed loudly and looked at Ye Wu mockingly. However, he smiled and laughed, but Jiu Zu suddenly stopped laughing.

An unprecedented sharp pain started from Jiu Zu's heart and quickly spread throughout his body.

Jiu Zu looked down and was immediately horrified.

"This...how is this possible!"

"With my cultivation level, this boy can actually cut my heart with one sword, but I didn't see how this boy used his sword?"

At this moment, the Jiu Ancestor's physical body was cracking rapidly!

Jiu Ancestor suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Wu solemnly, "You...who are you!"

Clang!

A brilliant sword energy pierced the sky!

Ye Wu didn't answer a word to the Jiuzu's question, just a sword strike!

After one sword blow, the head fell to the ground!

However, although the head was separated from the body, it did not die.

The eyes of this cracked head are full of resentment and excitement,

"Boy, you... don't respect martial ethics, you..."

Click!

Ye Wu raised his hand and waved, and a burst of fire fell instantly, completely burning the old housekeeper possessed by the Nine Ancestors to ashes!

"Boy, just wait for me. When I come out of seclusion, I will definitely crush you to ashes, ah...!"

Roar!

Along with this roar of grief and anger, there was complete silence all around.

Only the flying snow fell from the sky, quickly covering the flames, and the world became white again.

Only then did Wan Ruxue realize that she was not at the top of the mountain, and there were no birds and flowers around her.

This is just a side peak next to the main peak of Daxue Mountain!

However, this side peak is connected to the main peak, making it easy for people to think that this is the top of the mountain!

"Grandpa, Wanshan, everyone...is dead."

Glancing around sadly, Wan Ruxue suppressed the grief in her heart, and her eyes quickly fell on the young man in front of her.

This young man is so ordinary, but he can actually kill a person with a weak golden elixir with one sword?

Wan Ruxue's eyes suddenly looked complicated when she looked at Ye Wu.

Wan Ruxue is not a fool. Until now, she still can't see that Ye Wu has been hiding his identity.

"Your Excellency is a master of Taoism, why did you pretend to be a mute and follow us all the way here?"

Wan Ruxue retreated silently, looking at Ye Wu with guarded eyes.

Although Wan Ruxue was saved by Ye Wu.

But combined with Ye Wu's behavior, who can know that this is not just out of the tiger's den and falling into the wolf's den?

Ye Wu was not angry at Wan Ruxue's hostility, but his eyes were filled with relief.

Although the descendants of the Wan family don't know much about Wanbao Pavilion, they are so cautious. This is a good thing.

If not, the Wan family might have been wiped out 500 years ago.

However, Ye Wu had no intention of explaining Wan Ruxue's question.

He just walked towards Wan Ruxue step by step.

"You...you don't come here!"

Wan Ruxue kept retreating and suddenly felt something was not good.

However, there is a cliff behind, and there is no way to retreat even if the snow retreats.

next moment!

Before Wan Ruxue woke up, Ye Wu had already held her in his arms.

"don't want!"

Wan Ruxue's pretty face turned pale, and she suddenly felt desperate.

But the next moment.

The violent storm he imagined did not appear. Ye Wu just hugged Wan Ruxue and pulled her back from the top of the cliff.

Then, Ye Wu stretched out his middle finger and gently touched Wan Ruxue's eyebrows.

In an instant, a huge fragment of memory appeared in Wan Ruxue's mind.

After a while, Wan Ruxue opened her eyes.

His eyes were full of shock!

It turns out that the relationship between General Ye Wanjia and Wanbao Pavilion, as well as the mission of the Qingyun Sect Sword Slave, were all passed on to Wan Ruxue through enlightenment.

Through these memories, Wan Ruxue finally understood that the Wan family was actually the descendant of the Qingyun Sect sword slave in the mortal world 2000 years ago.

The Wan family relies on the sword slaves of the Qingyun Sect through generations, and they have been doing business for generations, providing financial support to the Qingyun Sect, and also shouldering the task of finding talented disciples for the Qingyun Sect.

And 500 years ago, after the last generation of sword slaves of the Qingyun Sect passed away, the Wan family followed the orders of their ancestors to escape from the world and began to live a low-key life.

Then, 500 years passed.

"Are these memories illusory or real?"

"And... why are there no memories from the last 500 years?"

Wan Ruxue's mind was a little confused, and she vaguely felt that these memories were true, but she was not sure.

"What exactly happened in the past 500 years, even Pindao didn't know before reading this Wanjia Notebook."

"In the memory inheritance just now, Pindao has taught me how to use the swordsmanship of my Qingyun Sect."

"Miss Wan, after you read the books written by the ancestors of your Wan family, you can judge for yourself whether what Pindao said is true."

Ye Wu waved his big hand and an ancient book fell into Wan Ruxue's hand.

Naturally, this ancient book is familiar to Wan Ruxue, as it was left behind by grandpa Wan Lao.

Although this book was given to Wan Ruxue by Wan Lao before he set foot in the snowy areas of southern Xinjiang.

However, in fact, as early as when Wan Ruxue was very young, Wan Lao systematically studied the characters in ancient books through various means.

But just like Wan Lao, the Wan family's inheritance of sword writing has been broken due to the war a hundred years ago.

But even so, Wan Ruxue picked up the ancient book and flipped through it at will. She immediately discovered that the words on the ancient book had not changed. The words were still the same and had not been tampered with by Ye Wu.

"Could it be that those sword inscriptions he taught are really the secret inscriptions passed down from the ancestors of my Wan family?"

With doubts and curiosity, Wan Ruxue recalled the sword script she had just learned in her mind and began to translate it one by one.

It's strange to say that Wan Ruxue's memory is very clear at the moment. She can actually read ten lines at a glance and remember all the contents after reading it once.

In just a few minutes, Wan Ruxue had read the ancient books and translated them all in sword script.

At this moment, Wan Ruxue closed her eyes and said nothing, but there was a storm in her heart.

Wan Ruxue is an academic master. She has been extremely smart since she was a child. She is known as a child prodigy and has done in-depth research on Chinese studies.

After reading the ancient books, Wan Ruxue already understood that there was nothing wrong with the sword writing taught by Ye Wu.

This sword text is the mysterious text passed down by the Wan family for generations!

But the problem is, if the sword text is true, then this thing that the ancestors of the Wan family have continued to write, of course, is also true!

"That is to say, my ancestor of the Wan family is indeed a sword slave of the Qingyun Sect. The meaning of the existence of Wanbao Pavilion is to wait for the return of the young master."

"But how could a 2000-year-old man be alive today?"

Wan Ruxue looked confused.

According to records in ancient books, Qi training is the beginning of cultivation, and foundation building is the true practitioner.

And only when you reach the golden elixir can you be considered a strong person in cultivation!

Nascent Soul, who is above the golden elixir, can be said to be the ancestor of a large sect!

Upward, it is the transformation of gods!

Transformation gods are what mortals call land gods, possessing unpredictable power.

And above the gods, there is the immortal!

But...according to the descriptions in ancient books, even a powerful person who transforms into gods only has a lifespan of 1000 years.

So here comes the question, if Young Master Qingyun from 2000 years ago is still alive today, could he be...an immortal?

But immortals cannot stay in this world!

What exactly is this matter about?

With doubts and confusion, Wan Ruxue raised her head and looked at the young man in the distance inquiringly.

This does not look, it does not matter.

At this sight, Wan Ruxue's eyes suddenly widened.

His eyes were filled with incredulity.

In front.

It was snowing heavily.

A beautiful young man in white clothes stood with his hands behind his back and a sword, looking at Wan Ruxue with a smile.

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