Fantasy: My Brothers Are All Sons Of Fortune

"Wait, I'm from Wuchen Pavilion. We can not only fight, but also refine weapons. Killing us will do more harm than good. I'm willing to dedicate all my remaining life to Yutian Pavilion's weapon refining Great cause." At this moment, a muscular middle-aged man kneeling on the ground pleaded bitterly to Yang Xuan.

"Refining? We have no shortage of master refiners in Yutian Pavilion, let alone you, a mere refiner from the Nine Sects, I, Yang Xuan, still look down on you."

Grab a lot of refining technology in the system, and throw a few cheat books at random to Wu Fang. Based on their foundation, they will soon become famous super refining masters.

"Ahhhh..."

The dignified strongman who begged for mercy just now suddenly became furious, unwilling to be reconciled, now he let go of the last bit of face and dignity, but still did not get his own vitality, his whole body was surging, constantly impacting the formation light curtain.

Bai Wan waved his silver whiskers,

"start!"

After Bai Wanwan finished writing this word, a strong murderous intent emanated from the formation light curtain.

"No no... no, I don't want to die."

"No, I don't want to die either."

"Ahhhh..."

“Haha… Yang Xuan, I’ll wait for you below.”

 …

The entire formation is permeated with a law of killing, invisible and qualityless.

But the people in the formation seemed to have been cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and all their limbs and even their souls became fragmented.

The formation of the holy steps is like a blender, crushing them crazily until all life breath is annihilated in the end.

"Yutian Pavilion will not be a behemoth that we can provoke in the future. Order it down, and the disciples of the sect will be courteous to the disciples of Yutian Pavilion in the future."

"Wang Li, when you go back to Qingpingzong to pass on your words as a teacher, all the disciples of Yutian Pavilion will respectfully address you as Senior Brother and Senior Sister."

"You brothers and sisters, try to communicate more with the people of Yutian Pavilion in the future. Be brothers if you can, try to be brothers, and ask for help."

"Notify me, all disciples will step aside when they see the big shots in Yutian Pavilion."

 …

Those little Sects who had been watching the excitement from far away gave various orders to their disciples.

But all the orders are surprisingly similar, that is, make good friends with Yutian Pavilion.

"Okay, everyone, the matter here has come to an end." Yang Xuan stood up at this moment, facing all the people within a few thousand miles.

"Yutian Pavilion welcomes anyone to participate in the opening ceremony of the pavilion, but please abide by the rules of our Yutian Pavilion. If you come to make trouble, then Luotianmen and Wuchen Pavilion will be your end."

Yang Xuan's resonant voice spread thousands of miles away, reaching everyone's ears clearly, and even startled the spectators who passed by at the foot of Twin Peaks and entered Wushuang City.

"It's all gone." After Yang Xuan finished speaking, he went straight to Li Bufan, "It hurts?"

At this moment, Li Bufan looked at Yang Xuan with his bloodshot eyeballs, and nodded silently.

"I don't think I need to say anything. Where there is a fight, there is sacrifice. Although all of us live in the sun, don't forget that we are also in the abyss at any time."

Yang Xuan patted Li Bufan on the shoulder and said: "I hope you can adjust as soon as possible. This is not the first time. There may be countless times in the future. This is the fate of the Dragon Soul Army. If anyone wants to quit, you can let it go." If they go, they can also enter the Sect and become disciples, I won't blame them."

After finishing speaking, Yang Xuan went straight towards Yutian Temple.

This is the result that Yang Xuan needs to see. The Dragon Soul Army needs to see blood, and needs to go through the fusion of fire and blood. Sacrifice is inevitable and unavoidable.

"Dage!"

As soon as Yang Xuan entered the Yutian Temple, Bai Wanwan and Shen Fei walked in.

"Second brother, third brother, what else is there?" Yang Xuan asked puzzled.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask Dage what else needs to be prepared, it's only a few days away."

"There is nothing else. Notify the Yang family, Guo family, and Su family, and let them bring some people over to maintain order." Yang Xuan thought for a while and ordered.

 …

A few days passed by in a flash.

Today, the 18th, is the official opening ceremony of Yutian Pavilion.

Looking at the two mountain peaks at a glance, there are colorful lights and colorful lights, and there are crowds everywhere, which is very lively.

If you look carefully, you will find that those so-called lights are luminous mysterious beasts that Yang Xuan ordered people to capture in the Shiwan Dashan. After taming them, they swim back and forth in the sky directly to illuminate.

Even during the day, you can see lights of different colors on their bodies.

Yang Xuan stood above the Xuantian Square, overlooking everything in Twin Peaks.

"Finally, I have regained a little bit of my previous life, otherwise I would have forgotten it after a long time."

The decoration of the entire ground of Yutian Pavilion, all the ribbons are red, with a strong Chinese flavor.

Yang Xuan just wanted to use this method to awaken the memories that were about to be deposited in the deepest part of his mind, and to relive the feeling of his hometown.

If a blue star person comes here, he will also see some familiar shapes, such as marquee lanterns, dragon lanterns, and peacock screen lights, which can be described as thousands of times, dizzying.

The entire square was filled with banquets, and everyone looked at these large and small round tables in puzzlement.

That's right, it's common on Blue Star that ordinary people can't sit on a normal round table. Nine stools are prepared beside the table to surround the round table.

Yang Xuan, who was in the sky, saw these decorations, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was a tinge of satisfaction, as if pulling him back to the chic and happy countryside in his childhood.

"Dage."

"Lord."

 …

Gu Yingxi, Bai Wanwan, Shen Fei, Ye Fan, Xuan Tianqi, Chu Qingxiong, Yang Hao, Yang Jing, Yang Xiyue...

A large group of people came in front of Yang Xuan. These people are all sons of fortune, and they are also people with high positions in Yutian Pavilion.

"You all go down, sit down according to the position I arranged for you before, and there is no need to wait for other Sects to arrive before we appear, that form is useless."

"Yes, Dage/Master!"

Everyone began to sit down towards the tables that had been prepared in the Xuantian Square. After a few people took their seats, a dense air flow rose up in the dark.

The seemingly regular seats suddenly became extremely irregular, but after you sensed them with an aura of law, you found that the positions of several people seemed to contain some kind of avenue rhythm.

Yang Xuan became more and more confused the more he looked at it, and also a little startled.

"The Rhythm of the Tao!"

"Huh? How do I know?"

After feeling it just now, he blurted out that this is the rhythm of the Tao, which he didn't know at all before.