Chapter 1198: The Coming Storm (2)

Outside, Broken Peak Mountain.

It was already night in the outside world, and the manpower of the various forces gathered in the outside world was not as large as it was at the beginning, some of them had originally come to join in the fun, and some of the warriors who knew that there was no hope of entering the retreat holy land had begun to leave.

However, there are still many martial artists who remain, especially the major families and big names in the Holy Land who have entered the retreat holy land with the younger generation of disciples who have basically stayed in place.

Their purpose is also to wait for their younger generation of disciples to come out of the retreat holy place and play a protective role when the time comes.

Otherwise, if the young disciples of a certain force get some great opportunity inside, and no one protects them when they come out, they may be directly taken away by the strong people of other forces.

Therefore, as long as there is a younger generation of disciples who enter the retreat holy land, there will be corresponding big figures who will stay and play the role of escort.

Counting it up, it has been more than half a day since the disciples of the Ancient Martial Realm Tianjiao entered the retreat holy land, and some sect forces in the outer areas have also begun to think about how to send the outstanding disciples under the sect into the retreat holy land.

They can't snatch the first and second batch of places, but they can still operate later, and for the development of the sect, they have to fight for it no matter what.

Immediately, the heads of some sects had already taken the initiative to find Xuanyuan Wulie, Yutai Qingfeng, and Bai Xiannian, the drawings of the Martial Saint Originator's retreat holy land were mainly pieced together from the remnants of the three families, so as long as these three people agreed, it would be no problem to put three or five more people in the retreat holy land.

Of course, it depends on whether these sect forces can give enough benefits and conditions.

In fact, the top-ranked Gu Yin family, including all the holy lands, will have some followers in the ancient martial arts world, and these followers will all come from other small sects, and most of them will be attached to these big forces.

Therefore, if there are enough favorable conditions, Xuanyuan Wulie or Tantai Qingfeng also hopes to follow the forces of some small sects and factions of their own family and arrange some disciples.

As for Old Man Ye, he was sitting in an open space, and a straw mat brought by an unknown martial artist was spread on the ground.

On the straw mat, there are some wine dishes, including roast chicken, roast duck, braised pig's trotters, and some peanuts, edamame and other appetizers.

Although Old Man Ye is a well-known Ye Wusheng in the ancient martial arts world, he does not have the slightest shelf, and he smokes dry tobacco with Erlang's legs crossed, just like some old farmers in the village.

Immediately, the martial artists of those small sects on the periphery accosted Old Man Ye and talked, some asked Old Man Ye about his deeds when he was young, some asked questions about martial arts, and some simply asked Old Man Ye to teach a few tricks of martial arts.

In this regard, Old Man Ye basically did not refuse to come.

As long as it is the question of these martial artists, he will answer a few words, and he will answer some questions and doubts in martial arts, and he will also answer and guide seriously. As for the awesome martial arts, Old Man Ye has no choice, I don't know how to teach this awesome old man directly, how can I teach you?

However, Old Man Ye still did his best to help these juniors in the ancient martial arts world.

His ability alone is limited, and he can help as much as he can.

Until the evening, Liu Zhi, a straight man who had accompanied Old Man Ye, Ye Junlang and others on the way to Broken Peak Mountain, asked Old Man Ye if he wanted to eat something, and Old Man Ye directly said that he would have good wine and good meat.

Immediately, Liu Zhi and several martial artists immediately went to the city of Jianghai City, bought drinks and snacks, and followed Old Man Ye to push the cup and change it.

When they drank to their heart's content, Liu Zhi and some other martial artists forgot Old Man Ye's identity as a martial saint, and they all forgot that Old Man Ye was the hero they had always admired and longed for in their hearts, and they only felt that Old Man Ye was like an old friend of theirs, able to sit together and eat and drink freely.

Before this, they had never dreamed of such a thing.

Just imagine, in the ancient martial arts realm, let alone a martial saint, even if it was a strong man in the Martial Ancestor Realm, which one of them was not pretentious with his nose facing the sky? Which strong man in the Martial Ancestor Realm took these small sect warriors in his eyes?

As for those martial saint-level existences in the ancient martial arts world, they are the top masters they can't reach at all, and for them, they are afraid that they will not have any intersection in their lifetime.

But now, they were sitting on the ground with a martial saint, eating meat and drinking a lot, which made them themselves a little incredulous.

Moreover, this martial saint is still the Ye martial saint they respect and worship the most when they grow up listening to his deeds.

"In this life, I have no regrets about being able to drink with Ye Wusheng's predecessors! I can also show off and brag to others! In the future, when I have children, I can also show off this matter to them!"

"I didn't expect the legendary Ye Wusheng predecessor to be so approachable and not dislike us at all, it's really a high spirit. This is the real senior!"

"That's right. If you want to say that in the ancient martial arts world in the past few decades, who else is really worthy of admiration, who else can there be besides Ye Wusheng's predecessors?"

These warriors spoke one after another.

Old man Ye held a chicken leg of roast chicken in his hand, waved his hand after taking a sip of wine, and said, "You rabbit cubs, what do you mean by touting the old man like this? Besides, the old man is close to you, it's nothing more than cheating some meat to eat and drink. Each of you speaks of the old man as a saint. ”

"Haha, Senior Ye, we really wish you could cheat more. We're willing. What kind of meat and wine you want to eat, we are willing to buy it to accompany you. Liu Zhi said with a smile.

"Yes, we do. The other warriors also chimed in.

Old man Ye shook his head, squinted a pair of old eyes, and when he was full of food and drink, he began to light the tobacco on the dry tobacco stick and began to smoke.

Call!

I don't know when the wind started.

The wind swept over the hills, making a whimpering sound, and some strong winds swirled, rolling up the fallen leaves on the mountain peaks, like a dragon dancing wildly.

On the starry sky, there were dark clouds covering it at some point, and it looked like a heavy rain was coming.

"The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, it seems that a storm is coming. Old man Ye's originally cloudy old eyes suddenly bloomed with a ray of essence, and he said to himself.

"Ye senior, we brought some tents for camping or something. If it rains, you can always go into your tent and rest. Liu Zhi hurriedly said.

Old man Ye smiled and said, "Your mind, the old man understands it." The wind was blowing, and the old man had been sitting for a while, and this man could not sit for a long time when he was old, and it seemed that he was going to get up and move his muscles and bones. ”

As he spoke, Old Man Ye stood up, stretched out his hand and patted his buttocks, turned around and walked towards a low peak around Broken Peak Mountain on the right, and faintly his heroic voice came from taking advantage of his drunkenness-

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly. Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?

The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine. ”