Chapter 461 Heaven is jealous of talents? Drink with my teacher!
The mountain behind the Zangjian Peak.
More than 300 white-robed soldiers are practicing, but many people are unable to calm down.
The reason is very simple, Shaoshang is dead.
Without the young marshal's white-robed army, is it still a white-robed army?
Even in the past two months, people said that the White Rou Army would be disbanded. At first, some people refuted and angrily rebuked, but gradually, the voice disappeared.
Without the young marshal's white-robed army, it is indeed no longer the white-robed army that was the same as before.
Although the white-robed army is here, its soul... is gone.
"Young Marshal, you are the number one genius in the East Wilderness, but why are you jealous of talented people? You shouldn't have died!"
Lin Nan knelt down and roared to the sky.
Rumble!
Suddenly, thunder roared in the sky, and every thunder sounded that came to the white-robed army's eardrums, and it felt painful.
It was a thunderous sound, and suddenly it was pouring heavily.
This scene reminds many people of the scene of kneeling here and begging the young marshal to let them join the White Robe Army.
It was really similar to today.
It’s a pity that the young marshal is no longer there.
"Young Marshal!"
“…”
Many people shouted, and knelt down with sad expressions one by one, feeling desperate, and they seemed to have all their strength removed, feeling very tired.
The fighting spirit that he had when he joined the White Robe Army was almost gone.
For two months, they have been practicing in the back mountain of Zangjian Peak. When the young marshal is still there, they are really unable to hold on.
"We are useless. We can't save the young marshal. We practice and practice all day long, but we can't do anything!"
Someone punched the ground with his fists, and soon he burst into blood and shouted.
"Is the Young Marshal really dead? I really don't believe it. The Sixteenth Sect issued a pursuit order but failed to make the Young Marshal die. Did the Young Marshal really die in the Three Emperors Mountain?"
Someone was crazy and kept shaking his head, not wanting to admit that the young marshal had fallen.
...
At this moment, more than 300 white-robed soldiers looked up to the sky and sighed with sadness. They asked if the sky was blind, and the young man in white actually caused the fall of the Three Emperors Mountain.
At the foot of the Zangjian Peak Mountain, Ye Wudao and the little demon escaped the eyes and ears of the people in the Wuji Academy and came here.
Then, go up the mountain.
Go up the steps and enjoy the surrounding scenery.
There is Baihua Pavilion, there is Qise River, green bamboo forest, and a thousand-foot mountain wall...
The two of them walked past Jianfeng attractions one by one.
In the past, although Ye Wudao practiced frequently, he would occasionally come to these attractions to relax.
Now, he is about to leave and he will return.
He will imprint these scenery in his mind, always miss you, never forgetting the Tibetan sword peak, and even more so that he will not forget the people in the mountains.
The rain kept falling, and their cloaks were already wet.
Finally reached the top of the mountain and passed through the back mountain.
But not far away, more than 300 white-robed soldiers knelt on the ground and griefed, and still heard them calling the young marshal.
Immediately, his brows frowned, and his face became a little angry.
It's been two months since these people are still in this state.
Yes, they will definitely feel sad and angry when they see themselves die, but no matter what, two months have passed.
They were still in a state of sadness and anger, which disappointed him very much.
What achievements can such a white-robed army achieve in the future?
How can you follow him to conquer the world?
Immediately, he was about to walk over.
But the little devil smiled and said, "Little brother, the little devil reminds you that if they expose your whereabouts, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Ye Wudao walked over without answering her.
More than 300 white-robed soldiers also noticed that the two of them were coming, but they were wearing cloaks and masks, so they could not recognize Ye Wudao.
Lin Nan reacted first and scolded: "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Tibetan Sword Peak!"
Ye Wudao did not take off his mask, nor did he mean to reveal his identity, and said coldly: "If Young Marshal Ye is still alive, he would never want to see you like this!"
"If you continue to be so depressed, you should not have the words "white robe army" and leave by yourself."
After saying that, with a wave, a terrifying sword energy suddenly penetrated a huge rock in the distance.
Boom, the huge rock immediately exploded into powder, shocking everyone.
"You!" The white-robed army looked angry and immediately wanted to scold him.
But it was stopped by Lin Nan.
Lin Nan seemed to see something and said in surprise: "Who is your lord?"
But Ye Wudao and the little demon flashed, and there was no one disappearing in front of everyone, and there was no trace of them.
"Hurry, tell the owner of Qiyuan, and someone trespassed into the Zangjian Peak!" Seeing this, someone shouted quickly.
Several people were going to chase the past.
However, Lin Nan waved his hand and said, "Don't chase."
A person next to him immediately asked, "Why?"
Lin Nan shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just know, don't chase... And he is right, we should not give up on ourselves, face difficulties and become stronger people!"
"There is another point, and the most important point. I ask you, have you seen the body of the young coach?"
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up and they were shocked and suspicious.
Someone asked soon: "Lin Nan, what do you mean by saying this? What do you mean is the young marshal not dead?"
Lin Nan shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I know that if no one sees the young marshal's body, then there is always a possibility that the young marshal is not dead!"
"Maybe he is practicing madly and becoming stronger... back again!"
...
On the Dawu Peak, the sea of clouds swelled, and the divine picture in a white robe sat cross-legged, letting the clouds and mist brush their faces, outlining the golden sun.
At this time, Mingmei walked over with a look of joy on her face and said, "Party Lord, Ye Wudao is back, and he is at Zangjian Peak!"
Shentu suddenly opened his eyes, his face was full of confusion, and he asked, "Confirm?"
Mingmei nodded and said, "Although he and the other person were wearing cloaks and masks, I will never forget his aura. He is Ye Wudao!"
"And he did this, obviously not wanting to reveal his identity and cause trouble. At this moment, he should be worried about his master when he appeared at Zangjian Peak!"
Shentu nodded, "Okay, I understand, you go."
Mingmei glanced at the palace master suspiciously. She always felt that something was wrong after the palace master came back this time.
But I dare not ask too much.
Bow and leave.
When Ye Wudao and the little demon came outside the wooden house, a familiar figure appeared in front of them.
It's Qi Yijian.
Compared to Qi Yijian two months ago, the old man looked tired and had more wrinkles on his face, his long gray hair became more messy, and many places were lumps.
The smell of wine on his body is so strong that even when he stands at the gate of the courtyard, he can smell it clearly.
Gulugulu...
In front of the stone table, Qi Yi sword with his back facing Ye Wudao, kept pouring wine into his mouth, his eyes were red, and everything around him was unimportant.
Only a young figure that happened in front of him was kept in his heart.
It’s a pity that the young figure is so transparent, as if it will disappear at any time.
"After the master, I can't protect you!" Qi Yijian said with a look of guilt and drank a lot of wine again. He drank more fiercely than before, and wanted to numb himself.
Suddenly, Qi Yijian roared to the sky, "Dugu Fengyun, Xiongtao, Xu Jijian, one day, I, Qi Yijian, will definitely kill you and avenge my disciple!"
The next moment, he seemed to have been ten years older, his face full of depressedness, continued to drink, and rolled down from the stone chair.
"Master!"
Seeing this, Ye Wudao immediately rushed over and helped him up.
Qi Yijian suddenly grabbed Ye Wudao's arm and looked at each other. Qi Yijian was excited all over and shouted, "Boy Ye? Are you Boy Ye?"
But then, he stood up and laughed, saying, "No, you are not a boy Ye, my master understands in his heart that the boy Ye I saw these days is just an illusion, haha, an illusion... for me!"
"However, so what about hallucinations!"
As he said that, he threw the wine gourd to Ye Wudao and smiled, "Illusion, come and have a drink with the teacher!"
Gululu!
Ye Wudao raised his head and swallowed it. After drinking, he threw it to Qi Yijian and said excitedly: "Master, it's not an illusion, I... am really back!"
Immediately took off all the cloak and mask and appeared clearly in front of Qi Yijian.
Qi Yijian was stunned. Looking at the real and blurry cheek, he said excitedly: "You...you... are you...you're really boy Ye?"
"This...this..."
Bang bang!
Two explosions turned out to be two bamboo doors that had turned into shatters, and two figures rushed out of the bamboo house.
It is Nalan Fanxin and Sha Chongfeng.
"Who, who is back?"
"The young marshal is back?"
When he saw Ye Wudao, Nalan Fanxin and Sha Chongfeng were stunned, but soon became more and more excited.
"Junior brother!"
Nalan Fanxin rushed over and said in tears: "Junior brother, are you really your junior brother?"
Ye Wudao's eyes were red and he smiled and said, "Senior Sister, it's really me. I'm not dead. I'm really back, I'm worried about you!"
Nalan Fanxin stroked Ye Wudao's painful cheeks and smiled: "You are really not dead, it's great, it's great!"
Sha Chongfeng also rushed over and hugged him, "Young Marshal, haha, I know that no one can kill you, you are invincible!"
"Let's go, in a word, I'll accompany you to take revenge!"
Ye Wudao patted Sha Chongfeng's shoulder heavily and smiled and said, "Don't be anxious!"
"Kneel down!"
But suddenly, Qi Yijian roared and said, "Kneel down for your master!"
This roar scared Ye Wudao and the other two.
The little devil looked over with curiosity and fun.
Although Ye Wudao was very confused, he still knelt down and asked, "Master, if you have anything wrong with your disciple, please punish me severely!"
Qi Yijian's face, which was originally a bit angry, sighed again when he heard this sentence, and said in a gentle tone of blame: "It's been two months since I'm not dead, why don't you come back?"
"Do you know how sad and sad everyone is for you?"
Nalan Fanxin hurriedly said, "Master, this is not your fault for your junior brother."
Qi Yijian glared at her, and the latter dared not speak anymore.
Ye Wudao said with guilty expression: "It's Wudao who was wrong!"
"But I have been practicing for the past two months and want to become stronger. When I come back this time, I just can't worry about my master. I will leave immediately after watching it!"
Sha Chongfeng said in surprise: "Young Marshal, are you going? Where are you going? Take me with you!"