Chapter 1: Master brother

Daqin Dynasty Southern Xinjiang, Yunwu Mountain.
Seen from above the clouds, the vast land is shrouded in morning fog, and only a few or majestic, or delicate or steep peaks emerge from the clouds. The earth is vast and the mountains are lined.
Early in the morning, there were long queues at the foot of the mountain. The people in the square were rushing to send the children, hoping to pass the test to join the long-lasting cloud. This opportunity is once a year, no one wants to miss it.
Just when people were anxiously looking forward to it, there was a ragged little shackle on the outside. They did not join the ranks of people and walked straight to the mountain gate of Yunwuzong.
"Who, stop!"
Two Yunzi disciples screamed on the flying sword, blocking the path of Xiaoyan coldly. The white robes on the body, the golden swords flying under the feet, the people are not envious, the two disciples are more proud and proud, and they are flying. Can join the cloud sect and become a monk, this is a chance to pick one.
Xiao Yan continued to move forward, and in the eyes of others, the two monks who were not offended by the gods, he turned a blind eye.
The two clouded disciples were angry, and the flying swords under their feet trembled and burst into suffocating murderousness. The people who lined up the dragons shuddered and shook their heads, but Xiaoyan continued to move forward.
"What's the matter?" A red woman who was half a head taller than the average person came over and was hot. The double peak on her chest was bigger than the two women of her age. When she walked, the little white rabbit jumped. It seems that it is necessary to burst out the clothes and pull them out. The buttocks are large, but the waist is very thin, and one hand can hold it.
"Missy, this little sister is in trouble, to force us to the mountain gate!" Two disciples who were just proud of their faces, quickly rushed to salute, and did not dare to have any scorn in front of the red woman Zhu Sijia.
"Bold!" The red woman Zhu Sijia was also angry, flying to block Xiao Yan's way, the face was covered with a layer of frost, murderous.
Xiao Yan looked up and said nothing.
I saw that his five senses are not too handsome, but the more you look at it, the more mature and calm you have. The key is a pair of eyes, deep and indifferent. It seems to have gone through millions of years of vicissitudes, and the emotional fluctuations without a trace of emotion are heartbreaking. Look at it again, a pair of pupils are even like an endless starry sky. Every moment, there are different worlds in life and death. At a glance, people's souls must be involved.
The woman in red and the two disciples who guarded the mountain gate groaned for a moment, all of them were stunned by Xiao Yan’s eyes, and the subconscious flashed out to make a way.
Xiao Yan walked forward, from beginning to end, the expression did not change, and the footsteps did not stop. Not fast or slow, the distance of each step is exactly the same.
"Big..., Master?"
The red woman Zhu Sijia screamed at her eyes and screamed. "Ye Chuan, you..., you were not dead in the Valley of the Gods three months ago?"
"I am back."
The ragged Ye Chuan replied and strode to the mountain gate.
Behind them, the two savvy guards of the mountain gates were pale and could not return to God for a long time. At the moment of passing by, I was glanced at the ragged Ye Chuan, and it seemed that the soul was out of the body.
"Wait a minute, Master, go to the Cloud Hall to see elders." The red woman Zhu Sijia hesitated for a moment and chased it up. I remembered Ye Chuang’s eyes that were completely different from those of the past. I was puzzled by some doubts. I saw that there was no one in Yechuan, who was timid in the past, and I could not help but feel annoyed.
The melodious bell suddenly rang through the clouds.
The clouds and fogs sensational, everyone rushed to the Yunxiao Hall, and several elders who had been retiring all the time suddenly gathered together and accidentally looked up and down Ye Chuan under the main hall.
Three months ago, Ye Chuan was ordered to follow a few guardianships to go to the Yunshan Mountains forbidden land to pick up the herbs in the Valley of the Gods. As a result, the group was suddenly attacked and destroyed. Several monks' five-fold guards were dead. Although they did not find Ye Chuan's body, but people wanted to come, even the disciples who were reluctant to fight the military, Ye Chuan must have been escaping.
In the wild world, people's cultivation is divided into five realms: warriors, monks, real people, saints and immortals. Each realm has seven small realms. The guardianship of several monks was dead, and there was no reason for a district warrior to escape.
People looked at Ye Chuan suspiciously, his eyes flashing.
Among the younger generation, Ye Chuan has the highest score and is a pro-disciple of the head. Because the ancestors once had the grace of the cloud sect, although the qualifications were average, but he was accepted as a pro-disciple by his master and sealed a dragon vein in his body. The longest time of cultivation in the younger generation was honored as a master. It is a pity that the qualifications are mediocre, and when the head is collected, he will go out and practice drifting to no one to point, so that a master is repaired as the lowest, but from a young age to a big, I do not know how much cold and white eyes.
This time, people thought that he died in the Valley of the Gods. Zongmen did not even have the energy to find his body. Many people were secretly peeking at the position of the Master. Who can think that after three months, Ye Chuan actually came back?
"Ye Chuan, you..., how come back?" Silence for a while, the three elders sitting at the top of the main hall took the lead in speaking, a pair of narrow eyes, looking up and down the clothes of Ye Chuan.
"Three elders, can't I come back? Or, I am not dead, someone is disappointed?" Ye Chuan calmed, but his heart smiled coldly.
Yes, he is dead. The former Ye Chuan is dead.
Now, standing in front of people is another Ye Chuan, the once-sacred world in the wild world, and another Yechuan with the same name. After being confined to the funeral valley for millions of years, a remnant of the soul finally escaped and was born again in the ragged Yunzi sect. After merging the memory of the other party, it is natural to know people's minds.
The three elders stuffed, their faces were gloomy, and a sharp voice sounded. The five elders sitting next to him looked at Ye Chuan coldly. "This mission, Mo Hufa, they are all dead, Ye Chuan, how can a warrior in your district escape? After the catastrophe? The funeral valley is sinister and unpredictable, no one dares to approach, the fog is shrouded all the year round, how are they suddenly ambushed? How can a traitor who sells Zongmen really come back?"
"Five elders, who do you say is a traitor? What about the evidence?"
Ye Chuan looked up at the five elders with a sullen face, his face was calm, but his eyes were exceptionally cold and deep, and the cold and cold did not bring a trace of emotion. It seemed that one's inner secrets could be seen at a glance. In the past, the five elders who were on the top of the high, did not have a heartfelt heart in an instant, and did not dare to look directly at Ye Chuan under the guilty conscience.
Staring at the five elders for a while, Ye Chuan swept the people, took a token from his arms and held it high: "This cloud makes you don't know?"
People's faces changed and they all bowed.
Although the head has no news for many years, but the order is like seeing people, no one dares to neglect.
"My Ye Chuanzu had a merit on the cloud sect. I was convinced that the ancestors left this token in the past, and later took me as a disciple. I took this token, I am not arrogant, I just want to say that anyone can think about it. If you really want to be unfavorable to Zongmen, why should you always practice the mountain alone? Why don’t you ask for a peerless martial art by the cloud? I have been wandering around the world. You have not allowed me to enter the Tibetan Scriptures for many years to find the right exercises. No one has pointed out my cultivation. Now, I have returned to the Clouds in my life, and you have to drive me out of the mountain in the name of unwarranted. Are you worthy of the ancestral ancestors?"
Ye Chuan looked around in a circle, his eyes were cold and sharp, everyone turned his head down, and the three elders and five elders who were biased against him were no longer booing.
Ye Chuan has a cloud to protect his body. He said that there is no evidence to prove that he is a traitor. Even if there is evidence, no one can drive him out of the mountain door unless he is in person.
"Okay, a misunderstanding, it’s all gone. Ye Chuan, the three elders and the five elders, they are also asking for the Zongmen. You don’t care." The elders spoke, the head is not, he is in charge of the clouds. The power of the sect. I paused and looked around at everyone. "This is the end of the matter. No one can mention it anymore. Jia Jia, you first take Ye Chuan brother to the alchemy to find some medicinal herbs, and then send him back to Ziyunfeng."
The elders spoke up and told them to get up and leave. The three elders and the five elders looked at Ye Chuan coldly, and the sleeves left, and the people gathered outside the hall also dispersed. Soon, only Ye Chuan and the red woman Zhu Sijia were left in the hall.
"Kid, let's go!" Zhu Sijia went outside the hall and had no good face to Ye Chuan.
She had no prejudice against Ye Chuan, but she was suddenly arranged by Grandpa to do such an errand, and she was impatient. With Ye Chuan going to the Alchemy Pavilion, I have to pay him personally to send him to the towering Ziyun Peak. Do you still want to cultivate today?
Ye Chuan put the clouds in order and left with Zhu Sijia.
Followed by this, it was discovered that Zhu Sijia's body became hotter and hotter. Other disciples usually wore standard robes, but she was a strong fit, and the bumpy figure was completely revealed. Every step, the big, awkward buttocks will jump, swaying a sultry arc, full of flexibility. Seeing people's heart itch, I want to slap a palm and gently pat it to try what it is like.
The Alchemy Pavilion was not far from the Great Hall of Clouds. Soon, the two came to an ancient palace, and a large scent of medicine came from far away. Just entering the door, more than a dozen alchemy disciples surrounded the red woman Zhu Sijia, and looked respectful. "Sister, you are coming right, how should the dragon dragon snake be refining?"
"This is ah... I don't understand too much. The master is here. He has the longest time to get started. Ask him." Think of Ye Chuan just when he came back, Zhu Sijia was very upset, and his heart gave a move. He has a problem. More than a dozen alchemy disciples looked at Ye Chuan behind her, and they had a hard time.
Everyone knows that Ye Chuan is a master who has a false name. He has no qualifications and has never been instructed. Although he has been practicing hard, he has stayed in the military for a long time. Even many foreign disciples are inferior. What do he know about alchemy?
"Dragon's mustard three or two, three drops of the red river, seven fruits of the snake berry, can be baked at half an hour." Ye Chuan replied faintly, and turned against the shackles of the past.
The original Ye Chuan is already dead. Now he is, but he used to be a great sacred man.
In the long years, he swayed the ancient ruins, smashed the fierce domain, and demonized the demon, and led many people who did not know how to embark on the road of cultivation. Among them, there is the ancestral master of the cloud ancestors. The way to refine the dragon snake is a secret of Yunwu Zong, but for him, it is really nothing.
Many alchemy disciples will be suspicious, but Zhu Sijia has a bright eye and accidentally looked up and down Ye Chuan. It seems that he first met this once-moderate master. "Why, after swallowing the dragon snake, it is easy to get rid of the magic, to swallow the ice spring." Auxiliary?"
Dragon Snake Dan can be quickly upgraded, but the medicine is too big, and it is easy to get rid of it when you accidentally swallow it. In order to improve this shortcoming, Zhu Sijia, an elite disciple, has been thinking hard over the years. It has been useless to try many methods. This question is too esoteric. Even the elders in the door can't solve it. She doesn't believe that Ye Chuan can answer it. Answering the correct first question is nothing, it is likely that Ye Chuan happened to hear how to refine the dragon snake Dan.
"Oh, is there such a problem?"
Ye Chuan frowned, and sure enough, he couldn’t answer it.
The surrounding alchemy disciple smiled coldly and was about to ridicule a few words. Ye Chuan said faintly: "I understand, you are catching a black python, and, if you don't pay attention, it is a male mother? Refining the dragon snake Dan has a detail. The snake berry that must be climbed by the female snake. The dragon's grass to the yang, the snake berry that the female snake climbed to the yin, and the combination of a yin and a yang is seamless."
Is this true and false?
People have some doubts, it sounds incredible, but Ye Chuan is a serious look. Returning from the Valley of the Sacred God seems to have become another person. The height and appearance of the body have not changed, but the temperament is very different.
The snake berry that the black python crawls can be used to refine the medicine. Everyone knows this, but who has heard of it, but also the snake snake?
Deceit, this kid is definitely talking nonsense!
Many of the disciples of the alchemy disciples disdain, but Zhu Sijia, who is in a hot shape, has thought deeply. "Fast, take the best Jin Chuang San out to the Master to heal. I will go."
In a hurry, Zhu Sijia flew away and couldn’t wait to verify Ye Chuan’s words.