sword pointing heart possession

No matter how many years have passed, Kunlun is still unchangingly quiet.

Since Yuanyuan always had some estrangement from Yaozu, Ye Wuhen's invitation was to Tongtian.And this Jiejiao leader also received him very warmly, even after the first meeting, they met only a handful of times.

The disciples of the three religions divided up the entire Kunlun, and there were too many disciples of Tongtian, so they naturally occupied the largest position.Sitting in the pavilion on the mountain behind Jiejiao, Ye Wuhen looked around, and his aesthetics was really good.

"Long time no see, little prince, yo, you've grown so tall!" Shaking the white jade lamp in his hand, Tongtian smiled like a child, "Tsk tsk, you're almost growing hair after staying in Jiange these days? No? , you are already a hairy person, so it should be hair loss?"

"Guess, I'll tell you if you guess right." With his hands clasped under his chin, Ye Wuhen smiled lightly, seeing Tongtian's angry face, he had to shake his head: "It's actually not that boring, um, it's okay." Learned something, at least I can still repair your sword."

So don’t hide it, hand over that pitted Zhuxian sword quickly→A→Didn’t you hear the magic soldier crying? ?It's so noisy that my brain hurts!

"Haha, it's not easy!" Tongtian was amused after hearing this, and threw the Four Swords of Zhuxian over without saying a word: "Then I will leave it to you! It just saves me from going to the Jiange, and I and I two Brothers and disciples' sparring is about to start, I really can't leave!"

Ye Wuhen inspected it a little bit, and found that each sword was damaged to varying degrees. He immediately had a new understanding of the level of the Tongtian Destruction Weapon. It was no wonder he came out of the Jiange empty-handed. , Which weapon dares to follow him!So the corner of his mouth twitched, "I have to pay for it."

"How can you be as virtuous as your master!" Tong Tian's mouth drooped immediately, and he covered his face, "No money!"

Divine weapons also have durability. Although they are much harder than ordinary weapons, they still need to be worn out. The more you use them, the faster they will break down.Moreover, the level of magic weapons is too high for ordinary foundries to control. At least at this stage, only Martial Ancestor can repair it on his behalf.

Of course, the price is not cheap.

At least Luo Hu has called him a profiteer more than once.

"The majestic master of a sect can't even come up with any money?" Ye Wuhen put away the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, raised his hand and drank the sake in the cup, and gave him a blank look, "It's okay if you don't have money, help me find someone .”

"Success, who are you looking for!" Tong Tian agreed without hesitation, as if he was afraid that Ye Wuhen would regret it.After all, although he is the leader of a sect, the money of the disciples is not his, and he himself is quite poor.And... How many vulgar things can a cultivator have... Not to mention that Martial Ancestor has always charged skyward prices, and his apprentices must not be cheaper_(:зゝ∠)_

As long as the poor are handsome, that's enough!That's right!

Ye Wuhen shrugged, "You should remember what I did ten years ago, right?"

"I know." Tong Tian smiled and filled another glass for him, and the emerald green liquid fell into the white porcelain cup, causing a crisp sound, "Almost knocked the Heavenly Palace down, didn't you... You came here this time to find Those two kids?"

As one of the Sanqing, although he is a little out of tune on weekdays, Tongtian's IQ is still not a problem.He smiled, and then made a sullen expression: "I was a little slow in my attack, they were taken away by the apprentice of the second brother... It seems to be called Yuding? I don't know what I have eaten in the past few years , The cultivation base has grown so fast, my disciples have been suppressed and beaten by them several times! I, the leader, have to come to find the place!"

"So, little prince." Having said that, Tong Tian approached Ye Wuhen mysteriously, "Do you think I can beat my brother if I sacrifice the Four Swords of Zhu Xian?"

... The topic changed a little quickly?Ye Wuhen was stunned for half a second, then subconsciously replied: "Yes."

The Four Swords of Jade Immortals, although it is rumored that the four sages are invincible, but it is only because the four swords will form a complementary sword field when they are activated, and the damage received when breaking the formation will be divided equally, just like Changge's Yun Shengjiehai Similarly, plus the original tenacity of the four swords, if you want to destroy it, you can either use a power much higher than that of a saint, or take away the four direction swords at the same time. The only way to break the formation.But this is an exception for the three saints who advanced after the sky was opened.

Daozu, he was the one who handed out the treasures, so how could he not leave something behind?The Demon Ancestor, the demonic Qi and the Immortal Qi of the Four Swords collide, and there are weapons such as the God-killing Spear, so if you want to attack forcibly, you can also break out.Martial Ancestor...you are doubting my professionalism =A=!

Of course, Yuanyuan obviously does not belong to this realm. Only if he is alone, the Four Swords of Jade Immortal can still beat him to the ground.

After getting an affirmative answer, Tongtian was in a good mood.He leaned back on the rattan chair back, smacking his mouth, breathing gradually calmed down, and just fell asleep like this =-=

Ye Wuhen, who had a bad capacity for alcohol, subconsciously pushed the wine cup out.

Not long after, a little boy came running from outside, "Master, Master Yuqing is here...Master??"

He stopped the little boy who was in a panic and wanted to shake Tongtian awake, Ye Wuhen touched the top of his soft hair, um, it's a mouse spirit... He thought for a while and said, "Tongtian is drunk, let him Let’s rest for a while, I’ll take care of it up front.” He paused again, “But what about gathering people to learn from each other?”

How to say it is the same as gathering a crowd to fight... Xiao Tong nodded, "Yes... Your Royal Highness, you..."

"By the way, is there an ink pen here?" Ye Wuhen narrowed his eyes and said to himself, "Borrow it."

After half a cup of tea, Ye Wuhen Shi Shiran left, leaving the little boy alone looking at his teacher with a turtle face painted on his face, holding a towel in his hand and not daring to wipe it up, shaking and shaking at a loss.

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Ye Wuhen walked in a hurry.

He had felt the primitive breath just now, and heard Tongtian say that the day when the two sects' cultivation bases will be compared is approaching, so he dared to take this kind of thing over after Tongtian fell asleep.Because he knew that, as the most outstanding person of the younger generation, that person would definitely...

Turning around a few times is the square to which Tongtian Jiejiao belongs, and the square is full of people from two factions.However, when Ye Wuhen arrived, the snow-colored person was still the first to catch his eyes.

Will definitely be here.

My heart suddenly relaxed, and the air that was originally dull in my chest became much smoother.Ye Wuhen stood silently behind the bushes, calmed down, straightened his cuffs, and walked out with that gentlemanly smile.

After ten years, the boy in front of him has grown, and every face is familiar to him.Ye Wuhen narrowed his eyes contentedly. If he was still a little uncertain at first, now he is completely sure—maybe it is restricted by the law of heaven. Unless it is the reincarnation of the same person, no ancestor will look the same as the descendant, even twins. no.

It's just that red is more suitable for him than the snow white of a monk...

"Uh...Senior Ye Hen?" Perhaps Ye Wuhen's eyes were too enthusiastic, Yang Jian seemed a little restless, "What's the matter?"

Ye Wuhen chuckled, "Senior? Do I look old?"

They are sitting on the edge of the ring now, and there are crowds of people in front of them, but they don't block their sight.Although Ye Wuhen temporarily replaced Tongtian's function before, after all, he was just an old friend and not himself, so it was not easy to intervene too much, so he just arranged it at will, let them do business as usual, said a few opening remarks, and threw the players away. On the stage of the competition, I dragged two "destined juniors" to the place with the best view to watch the battle - snatched from the claws of the real Yuding.

To his surprise, the two children still remembered him.And... so cute that I can't help but tease...

No, no, this is love_(:зゝ∠)_ not those juniors who ate fake food!

"After all, Senior Ye is an elder." Yang Chan, who was watching the game with relish, interjected, her eyes still fixed on the ring, "Master said, etiquette cannot be dismissed, and if we don't call Senior, it will make us look too small! "

"But we look about the same age, and it sounds awkward to seniors." Ye Wuhen shrugged, fished in his sleeve, took out two crystal clear candied haws and handed them over, seeing that both of them took it, he said : "I don't care about these nonsense, Yang Jian Yang Chan, if you eat my candied haws, you are not allowed to call me senior."

Well, in this era, even candied haws did not appear, and the ones he brought were all made by himself, specially used to lure a certain child.

Although already in the shape of a teenager, the sweet and sour feeling of candied haws is not something everyone can refuse.Especially Yang Chan, who took a bite and said it was delicious, and asked Ye Wuhen for three skewers in a row, and his address was changed from senior to little brother, and he was getting closer at the speed of light.

Yang Jian's self-control ability is better, but for this kind of food that he has never seen before, it can be seen from his eyes that he likes it very much.

So when it was their turn to play, the brothers and sisters had no weapons in their hands, and they took a hand full of red hawthorn bunches, like two huge red silk fans, so heavy that they couldn't even lift their arms.

Yang Chan licked the corners of her lips, there seemed to be some sourness and sweetness of candied haws left there, but... she, she seemed to be unable to walk QWQ

She poked Yang Jian's arm with her elbow, "Brother...my teeth are sore."

Yang Jian also had a bitter expression on his face: "...Me too."

Ye Wuhen laughed unkindly.

Zhihong also shook the petals in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Master, give me a bunch too!!"

In the end, Yang Jian still went to the stage to compete in martial arts. The big pile of candied haws was cheaper than his masters and uncles. Bite it down... What is the cultivation base that can be eaten? ?

And Ye Wuhen, while holding the last string of crunching bites, looked at the tumbling figure on the martial arts arena, lowered his eyes with a smile, and the last trace of uncertainty in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

The gun... even the weapon is exactly the same, why do you have any reason to say that you are not him?

It was you who provoked me first, even if you don't know anything now, don't take it for granted to get rid of me.

As for Houshan's screams like killing a pig?Um?Was there any sound just now?Did you hear wrong? ⊙ω⊙?

By the way, what about the original?It seems to have disappeared from the beginning, huh?

The author has something to say:

I... I was wrong... I forgot to set the publishing time again... I just found out in the morning_(:з」∠)_

Master Shao: Master, I am not someone who can bear it╭(╯^╰)╮If you don’t accept it, go to the future and bite me!

Uncle Danchacha kindly reminded that although candied haws are good, don’t eat too much.

Please keep your claws~~