Chapter 519: Robbing the Disciples

Chapter 519: Robbing the Disciples

Summer is the season when kapok blooms, and when the summer breeze blows, the snow-like kapok is sprinkled all around.

Kapok slid across his face, the soft texture of kapok was like a mother's hand, and Ye Chen's eyes were closed again.

A sadness spread irrepressibly in his heart, a few tears dripped down the corners of his eyes, and his right hand gently touched the cold tombstone.

Ye Chen was once again immersed in the good memories of the past, and it was not until the sunset gradually set the horizon that Ye Chen opened his eyes, and there was no trace of confusion or sadness in his eyes.

The past can only be remembered, and people can only live in the present, not in the past.

"Mother, I'm doing well now," Ye Chen muttered softly, his eyes closed again.

Over the past year, Ye Chen's state of mind was no different from that of ordinary people, but at this time, Ye Chen's state of mind skyrocketed wildly, and it didn't end until the peak of the Fake Soul Martial Realm.

And the soul that has been stagnant has also skyrocketed, the previous life has always been a shackle for Ye Chen, but he buried this shackle in the depths of his memory, and today, this shackle has been lifted.

In an instant, Ye Chen's entire temperament changed, which was the sublimation of his soul.

Knowing that it was an illusion, Ye Chen was still immersed in the illusion, and then broke through from the illusion, not only for the improvement of his mood, but also to recall the beauty of the past.

Sword God Mountain, in front of the magnificent palace of Luoxia Peak, the void above the square was covered by the sword shadows, and a wave of coercion diffused from these sword shadows, and the entire square was silent only with the crisp sword groan.

And in the sword shadow in the sky, the four figures stood proudly, even in the sword shadow, the figures of the four people still did not move.

The Lord of Luoxia Peak, Huang Wushuang, that is, the middle-aged man before, at this moment, a trace of solemnity also appeared on Huang Wushuang's rather handsome face.

The Lord of Xiyue Peak, Liu Yuyan, frowned slightly, looked at the figure in the shadow of the sword with the same solemn expression, caught a glimpse of the faces of the three people beside him, and said softly: "Two senior uncles, Wushuang senior brother, why hasn't that kid woken up yet?"

"Could it be that he is immersed in the illusion?" Luo Qianbi, the peak master of Chaoyang Peak, wondered, as soon as these words came out, Xie Ze'an, the peak master of Xingchen Peak, immediately objected: "With that kid's mind, it is enough to get through that illusion."

Hearing this, Luo Qianbi yawned and said lightly: "The most mysterious thing about this Locked Heart Sword Formation is that it can outline the deepest memories and form an illusion. Some illusions are gentle, and some are the past. You know, in the past, it was an incomparable temptation for a person, hehe, if this kid survived this illusion enough to wake up, but still hasn't woken up, then Senior Brother An, what do you say?"

"Oh, with Senior Brother's words, this young man can't break through his own shackles and wake up from the illusion" Xie Ze'an smiled lightly: "According to Senior Brother's words, this son's talent is good, but his state of mind still needs to be honed." Senior brother, the most important thing in accepting apprentices in the past is to value their state of mind, I'm afraid this son can't meet the requirements of the senior brother, in that case, senior brother, how about this son enter my Xingchen Peak?"

Hearing this, Luo Qianbi's face did not change, and she sighed slightly: "Senior brother, you don't attach much importance to the state of mind of the disciple, although this son's state of mind is not good, but the talent and courage are good." Senior brother has the confidence to train him well, so this young man is still in my Chaoyang Peak" Saying this, Luo Qianbi's face also showed a rather embarrassed look, which made Xie Ze'an on the side depressed for a while.

"Since Senior Brother is so embarrassed, I am quite happy to include this son in my Xingchen Peak, Senior Brother, you don't need to win people's love," Xie Ze'an said helplessly, his eyes staring at Luo Qianbi.

"Senior brother, there is no shortage of amazing disciples in Xingchen Peak, but the number of disciples in my Chaoyang Peak is very small, and it is not easy for senior brother to value a disciple, junior brother, can't you let it be given to me? . Luo Qianbi said in a complaining tone.

"Uncle Shi, the number of disciples of your Chaoyang Peak ranks second among Chaoyang Peak," Liu Yuyan, who was originally silent on the side, muttered quietly.

Hearing this, Luo Qianbi's old face couldn't help but turn red, and he deliberately coughed a few times, pretending to be flat: "The words of the senior nephew are exaggerated, although I have a large number of disciples in Chaoyang Peak, but on weekdays, I attach great importance to the state of mind of my disciples, therefore, most of the children of Chaoyang Peak are mediocre qualifications, and when I say this, my uncle is quite helpless." After speaking, Luo Qianbi still sighed helplessly.

Hearing this, the three of Huang Wushuang all glared at Luo Qianbi with great tacit understanding, if this disciple of Chaoyang Peak is extremely mediocre, is there still a genius in the world?

The audience was already very quiet, but the conversation between Luo Qianbi and Xie Ze'an drifted in the ears of everyone at all, and when they heard the words, their faces were full of sighs.

The Lord of the Two Peaks of the Sword God Sect actually fought for a young man as a disciple in public, but Liu Yuyan's next words shattered everyone's thoughts.

"Two uncles, my disciple of Xiyue Peak" Liu Yuyan was interrupted by Luo Qianbi and the others before she finished speaking: "Senior nephew, Xiyue Peak only recruits female disciples, if the young man is a woman, of course he has to enter Xiyue Peak, but unfortunately he is a man, alas"

"The two uncles have said too much, the ancestral training of Xiyue Peak did not say that only female disciples are recruited, but in previous years, the previous peak masters of Xiyue Peak were used to recruiting female disciples" Liu Yuyan smiled gracefully.

His eyes were slightly raised, and Huang Wushuang saw that the three of them were fighting for disciples in public, his expression was slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Pay attention to the occasion"

Hearing this, Luo Qianbi and the three of them noticed the strange expressions of the people around them, and they couldn't help but be stunned, and they closed their eyes one after another, silent.

In this regard, Huang Wushuang nodded slightly, his hands were quickly sealed on his chest, and Xuan Ao's handprints were quickly punched, and invisible spatial fluctuations spread out in all directions, and finally smashed down on those sword weapons.

The sword shadow changed again, and for a while, Ye Chen's figure was once again covered by the sword shadow, and countless eyes were projected towards the thin figure, and this third round of assessment was inevitably too perverted.

When I opened my eyes again, the cold tombstone and the floating kapok faded away, and the picture in front of me rotated strangely again.

A pungent smell of blood wafted on the tip of Ye Chen's nose, and as soon as the surrounding picture changed, Ye Chen suddenly found himself standing in the middle of the battlefield, and there were countless corpses lying around him, the most surprising thing was that a figure appeared in front of his eyes, the person was stained with blood all over his body, his whole body was filled with palpitating killing intent, and his clear eyes were also full of blood red.

The people around were all looking at the blood shadow with fear on their faces, among these people were Ye Chen's familiar figures, some elders of the Ye family, and the mentors of the Jade Emperor Academy.

What shocked Ye Chen's heart was that next to that blood shadow lay several familiar figures, Mu Chen, Second Dream, Xiao Fatzi, countless people all died tragically on the person in front of them.

The man raised his head, and after seeing the person's face, Ye Chen's body was suddenly shocked, and the blood shadow in front of him was actually himself.

It was exactly the same face, but the killing intent on that body was extremely terrifying.

No one present could see Ye Chen's existence, and when he stretched out his hand, Ye Chen found that his hand passed through it easily.

In the illusion, you see others as illusory, and others see that they are not illusory.

His gaze extended down along this blood shadow, and at this moment, Ye Chen could no longer maintain the indifference on his face, and the Qilin Sword in his hand in front of him was horizontally inserted on top of a corpse, and that corpse was Lan Gu.

The sharp sword weapon broke Lan Gu's chest, not only that, but whether it was Second Dream or Mu Chen and the others, there was an extra blood hole in his chest.

A trace of anger appeared on Ye Chen's face, and this illusion had already touched his bottom line.

The one in front of him raised his sword, and the blood immediately shot out from Lan Gu's chest, Lan Gu seemed to be dead, but the self in front of him did not react.

An emaciated figure strolled out, waving a feather fan, and it was Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang looked at Ye Chen with a sad and angry face, and said sadly: "Family master, you have sunk into the artistic conception of selflessness, first the second dream, then Mu Chen, then Lan Gu, who is next?"

Ye Wushuang roared out angrily, hearing this, Ye Chen's body was shocked, could it be that anyone who felt the artistic conception of selflessness would eventually sink into killing?