Chapter 404

The great Qin Empire, located in the west of Jin, is millions of miles away.

The Empire has a territory of hundreds of thousands of Li. Since the founding of the country five thousand years ago, the royal family has recruited almost all the clans for their own use. In the Qin Empire, no force could compete with the royal family.

However, a thousand years ago, a force named xianjianzong suddenly rose. In less than a hundred years, it challenged all major sects and never failed.

The Xianjian sect became more and more powerful, but refused to accept the royal family's acceptance, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the royal family of the Qin Empire. They asked all the major schools to join hands and sent saints beyond the Yuanying realm to defeat the Xianjian sect and completely destroy it. Only a few people who acted at the helm of the wind were left to belong to the royal family and renamed tianjianzong.

Ye Yun came to the Qin Empire through the transmission array half a month ago. He only inquired a little, and then he knew that Duan Guangchen was right.

"It is said that Xianjian sect was powerful and powerful, and its masters were like clouds. They could not become ordinary disciples if they were not practicing in the golden elixir realm. Those elite disciples must be the accomplishments of Yuanying realm. As for senior elders and patriarchs, they were saints who surpassed Yuanying realm."

"Lao Cheng, you are bragging again. How many saints are there in the Qin Empire? How can you believe that there are saints in a small number of xianjianzong

"That is, Lao Cheng, don't bully me. When you are young, you should cheat me. Although you are telling a story, you should be reasonable and reasonable, otherwise you will get a refund."

"That's right. It's true that the sages who surpass Yuanying's realm are respected. It's not radish and cabbage. It's everywhere. If you're old enough, you'll give me a refund."

"Laocheng must have drunk too much. He talks nonsense every time he drinks too much."

In the middle of a restaurant in a small city of the Qin Empire, there was a wooden table several feet high. An old man, about 40 or 50 years old, with a sharp face and a goatee, was sitting on it. He held a folding fan in his right hand and a wine gourd in his left hand. His face was flushed and he talked freely.

Under the stage, a group of people have been shouting, laughing and scolding, posture is different.

"Don't you believe me. Although I boast occasionally, what I said is true. Think about it. What kind of cultivation are the leaders of the major sects in the Qin Empire, the elders, and the elite disciples? " Lao Cheng sits on the wooden platform with his legs up and his folding fan shakes gently. There is no gentleness at all, but a mean of obscenity.

"Nonsense, who doesn't know? The elders of the inner gate of the ethereal sect are all the ancestors of yuanyingjing. It is said that the patriarch has reached the peak of yuanyingjing, and he is the most promising master to become a saint. "

"The headmaster of the Danding gate is also the peak of yuanyingjing. It is said that his cultivation is only half a chip lower than that of the misty clan leader."

"It's not bad to set the star gate. It's said that the strongest cultivation is the seven levels of Yuanying state. It's only half a step away from the peak."

"That's right, the strength of each major gate is almost the same, and there are many in the later period of yuanyingjing."

Lao Cheng narrowed his eyes and took a sip of wine and said, "then why did dozens of masters of the clan gather to fight against the xianjianzong, but they were beaten to pieces and nearly destroyed? If xianjianzong doesn't have a strong sage realm, can they win? "

For a moment, the audience was silent and speechless.

"Therefore, the strongest master of xianjianzong at that time was the sage, and he was not one." Lao Cheng took a sip of wine, and then said, "do you know who the royal family sent out in the end?"

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

"No, I heard that it was three saints who defeated xianjianzong in one fell swoop."

All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion and debate.

Lao Cheng's folding fan shook and said, "some of you are right. They are a couple. They are only about 30 years old. They are highly cultivated. This is the realm of saints."

"How could it be? The sage in his thirties has never heard of this in ancient times. You are not good at this when you are old. In order to earn some spirit stone, you just blow and blow. "

"That is, if you look at the millennium, which sage is under 100 years old? A saint in his thirties, I'm old enough to brag and not draft. "

Lao Cheng sneered and said, "you guys know a fart. These two sages are not royal family members of the Qin Empire, but from above."

With that, he put down the wine gourd in his hand and pointed to the top.

In an instant, everyone was silent, with a look of horror, but there was no longer a word of nonsense, all bowed their heads to eat, or check out to leave.

Lao Cheng touched the goat's beard, picked up the wine gourd, and the essence in his turbid eyes flashed by.

Ye Yun sits by the window with great interest. In the past half month, he inquired about it. The old man was the storyteller of this chaotic stone city. His favorite story was the story of xianjianzong, which was said to have been told for five years.

Ye Yun listened here for five days and almost heard many things about the past of xianjianzong. He really didn't expect that the xianjianzong would be so powerful that dozens of schools of the Qin Empire sent countless experts to join hands to exterminate xianjianzong, but they failed to do so. On the contrary, their elite were greatly reduced and their vitality was greatly damaged.

What makes him feel strange is that every time this storyteller tells us that the two young sages come from above, all the stories come to an abrupt end here, and no one will ask any more questions. It's really strange.Ye Yun listened for a few days, every time like this, the curiosity in the heart is more and more intense, he finally some can not help but, raised his hand to move.

The waiter of the restaurant walked quickly to him with a respectful look on his face.

"Xiao Cui, let Lao Cheng come and have a drink with me." Ye Yun casually threw a top spirit stone to the man.

Xiao Cui, a man with a smile on his face, picked up the stone and waved to Lao Cheng on the stage: "Lao Cheng, you come down. A guest here wants to buy you a good drink."

On the wooden platform, Lao Cheng cocked his legs, squinted and hummed. Hearing this, he jumped up suddenly and said in a loud voice: "good wine? Sure it's a good wine? I'm an old man, but I don't want to drink ordinary wine. "

Ye Yun's eyes narrowed slightly and said with a smile, "Xiao Cui, bring me the best wine in your shop. I'm not afraid that Laocheng will not drink, but I'm afraid he will be drunk."

Without waiting for Xiao Cui to speak, Lao Cheng jumped down from the wooden platform several feet high, pulled out his chair and sat down: "this little brother, as soon as I see you are from a big family, you must not be a thing in the pool in the future. I am lucky to meet Laocheng today, but you are lucky."

Ye Yun said with a smile, "I think so too. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's easy to say that I'm old enough to drink with other people, but I'm not willing to drink a drop of wine and say half a word to people who don't like it. You're good, little brother. It's good for me. I'm sure I'll get drunk today and have a good drink. " Lao Cheng laughs.

Ye Yun said with a smile: "that's natural. If you are modest and polite, I look down on you instead."

Lao Cheng is so proud that he laughs.

Ye Yun heart smile, low voice light call: "ancestor, can wake up."

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