The white moonlight dressed as the Demon Sword Sovereign

The sun has been shining on this land for thousands of years.

Without cooking smoke, the sound of people and the crowing of cocks, the imperial capital is in ruins, and pale corpses lie side by side beside the ruined walls.

The requiem of Yaochi reverberates between the heaven and the earth, as if a person is playing different musical instruments at the same time, dispelling the residual yin energy in the imperial capital and reconciling the rhythm of the heaven and the earth.

Monks from the western region walked in the streets and alleys to save the dead souls who believed in Buddhism.

The mortals who survived the catastrophe watched this scene blankly in their destroyed homes, exactly the same as the residents of Qingye Mountain City who were also opened and slaughtered.

Eastern Suburb Mausoleum.

All the heads of the Xuanmen in the Northern Territory and the disciples who came back alive from various parts of the imperial capital gathered here, together with the Penglai, Daleiyin Temple and the surviving Yaochi people who also came to help, it was like a grand ceremony for the succession of the sword master. camp.

It's just that many people died in every sect that fell into the imperial capital, and those who survived were all disgraced and exhausted.

In contrast, those who came out from the depths of the imperial mausoleum, the sword master, the young master of Hehuan sect, and the young master of Yaochi who had closed the overturning eyes of yin and yang again, were in much better spirits.

"Heart-robbing!"

As soon as Chu Yiyang came out, he heard the voice of the little uncle.

He raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw that his mother and master had also arrived in the eastern suburbs.

The two stood in the crowd, their similar but different beautiful eyes swept over him, and they felt relieved when they saw that he was not injured.

Jiang Xuelou, who doesn't care about trivial matters, has come over and pulled him to look carefully: "Are you all right? Are you injured?"

After what happened in Qingye Mountain City last time, he can be said to be scared, even if he heard Chu Yiyang said nothing was wrong, he didn't feel at ease, and directly probed his meridians with spiritual power.

This time, the maid who followed him and the disciples of the Hehuan Sect were all left in Yongling City, and he was the only one who came to the imperial capital. On the way here, Jiang Xuelou was worried that what happened in Qingye Mountain City would happen again——

Fortunately not!

Little Martial Uncle felt relieved, and glanced at Beitang Hanye who was standing beside him.

He greeted the young sword master, and then looked at another person beside Chu Yiyang.

Xie Changle, who had lost most of his blood and was still pale even with pills to make it up, met his gaze.

The Young Master of Yaochi who was born in Jinxiu Heap was originally not related to the word "fragile", but now it seems that he has the same subtle and fragile temperament as Chu Yiyang.

Jiang Xuelou glanced at him, stunned for a moment, felt weird, couldn't help but take another look.

Chu Yiyang noticed his expression, so he wanted to introduce him, but there was a cry of Qingluan in the sky, which attracted his attention.

A strong wind blew up, everyone looked up towards the sky, and saw a Qingluan that was burning like a green flame falling towards here.

Standing on it was a woman in a fine attire, she had a pair of sharp red phoenix eyes, cloudy temples, beautiful face, vermilion lips and jade face, she was not angry and prestige.

As soon as Qingluan came to the sky above the imperial mausoleum, she fell lightly.

When everyone in Yaochi saw her, they immediately saluted her: "Ma'am."

Her gaze swept across the crowd and landed on Xie Changle, and the tense lines on her face eased a little.

Chu Yiyang, who was pulled by the junior uncle, turned his head, and saw his younger brother showing a somewhat fearful expression, and then he mustered up the courage to take a step forward, came to the woman, and called "Mother".

Chu Yiyang knew who she was—the Taoist companion of Yaochi Qinzun, the eldest princess of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, and his brother's biological mother in this world.

The Xuanyuan Dynasty suffered a catastrophe, the seal under the imperial mausoleum in the eastern suburbs was broken, and her beloved son was trapped here again. Naturally, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess will not be in a good mood.

"This is the young master of Yaochi." Chu Yiyang pulled his arm out from the junior uncle, and introduced his younger brother to him, "I hit it off with him at the succession ceremony of Jianzun, and we became friends with Jinlan, and we are like brothers. "

The expression on Jiang Xuelou's face was a little strange, and he wanted to tell Chu Yiyang that it was not enough for you to be like brothers.

Who is Jie Xin's biological father? This matter has always been a secret in the Hehuan Sect. Everyone only knows that he is the son of the suzerain, but they don't know that he was born of the love between the suzerain and her.

But today... Jiang Xuelou felt that he might know the answer.

He subconsciously looked at the senior sister and the second senior sister, and saw that when the eldest princess appeared, their gazes also fell on her, and when they saw the young master of Yaochi, their attention was even more inclined to him.

...It's not really what he thinks, is it?

The Eldest Princess is like all mothers. After going to the imperial city and fulfilling her responsibilities and obligations as an Eldest Princess, the first thing she came here was to check her son's injuries.

After making sure that he had not suffered any irreparable injuries, he relaxed, and then looked at Chu Yiyang and Beitang Hanye who were standing there.

To be precise, what she was looking at was Beitang Hanye.

As the eldest princess of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, the Kunlun Sword Sect went to the imperial city as soon as she received their request for help, and even sealed the seal again, saving the lives of everyone in Yaochi, so the first thing she said was Thank you: "Sword Master made a move, the Xuanyuan royal family will be grateful, and Yaochi will also remember Kunlun's kindness."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Chu Yiyang.

After seeing his face clearly, her reaction was very similar to that of Ying Canghai and Ying Qiushui.

Seeing his mother looking at his eldest brother, Xie Changle immediately took over the job of introduction, and said to his mother: "Mother, this is Ying Jiexin, the young master of the Hehuan Sect. We hit it off immediately and we have already married Jinlan. This time we can It is entirely thanks to the elder brother that he survived."

——If it wasn't for his brother who broke into the illusion regardless of safety, they wouldn't be able to see the sun today.

"Really?" Hearing her son call this son who was born to someone who could be seen at a glance "Big Brother", the eldest princess' expression became a little subtle, and Ying Qiushui, who was standing in the crowd, had the same reaction.

Ying Canghai felt the elder sister's tension, so he said softly, "The northern border and the southern border are united, so it's right to watch over and help each other. It's a good story for the two of them to be married to Jinlan."

Hearing his sister's words, Ying Qiushui's eyes calmed down, and he said indifferently, "The suzerain is right."

Hearing the difference in her tone, Chu Yiyang looked at her, but didn't read anything from his master's face.

Instead, my mother stood aside and smiled softly at herself, with a bit of approval.

The princess's sharp and beautiful eyes fixed on Chu Yiyang, as if she wanted to see someone's shadow from his outline.

She said slowly: "Then I really have to thank Young Master Ying."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Beitang Hanye who was beside Chu Yiyang again, and asked, "Jianzun has entered the imperial tomb, and I think he already knows why the Xuanyuan Dynasty's disaster happened this time, so why not?" Please tell me, Sword Master, how did you close the opened passage?"

To reopen the seal, the blood of Xuanyuan's descendants must be used.

Half of the Xuanyuan clan's blood flowed from his own son. He had just come out from the depths of the imperial mausoleum with the two of them, and his blood was used to activate the seal.

And if the passage is to be opened, then the Emperor's Sword in the depths of the mausoleum will be pulled out.

The person who took the Xuanyuan Sword could not have left it in the tomb, so what did they use to seal the opened Yin-Yang Turning Eye?

——How many such heavenly treasures are there in the world?

The young man in red narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt that although she was referring to Beitang Han Ye, every sentence seemed to be aimed at him.

The three people who went deep into the imperial mausoleum to seal the passage, Beitang is the Kunlun sword master, the eldest princess will not suspect that he stole the Xuanyuan sword, and the other is her son, and she will not doubt that her son did it. The next most suspect is him.

If he can't give an explanation, then what he has to meet is not only the anger of the eldest princess of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, but also the pressure from Yao Chi.

The system heard him ask: "What's wrong with this eldest princess and our Hehuan Sect? Is the person who has trouble with her my mother or my master?"

Outside the imperial mausoleum, everyone could also hear the smell of gunpowder in these few words.

It's just that now it's the conversation between the hostess of Yao Chi and Kunlun Sword Master, and they have no room to intervene.

The only Penglai Island Master present who could join the conversation between the two also kept the outsider's silence from the beginning to the end. After he passed through the fog to subdue the dragon, he never spoke.

"It's the Chen Xing Ding."

To everyone's surprise, it was not Master Jian who responded, but Young Master Jinling.

Hearing the words "Chen Xing Ding", the princess's expression changed slightly.

Chu Yiyang started, and Beitang Hanye followed his words: "The Chenxing Ding is the most precious treasure in the northern border, it was lost in the Qingye Mountain City before, and now it is the former sword that replaces the Chenxing Ding to guard the Nether Passage under the Qingye Mountain City. Respect."

"That's right." The heads of the Xuanmen in the North nodded their heads one after another, "That's true."

They had all been to Qingye Mountain City that day, and knew Su Jianzun's choice, and also knew that this was the reason why he was eager to hand over the Kunlun Order to the next Jianzun.

However, how did the Chen Xing Ding fall into the hands of Mr. Jin Ling?

They looked at Chu Yiyang, and thought of his disappearance in Qingye Mountain City earlier, they had some guesses in their hearts.

Chu Yiyang met everyone's eyes without any change in expression.

He knew that after seeing him throw the Chen Xing Ding, the people around him should recognize the origin of this magic weapon, and would defend him in front of the eldest princess at this moment.

Maybe when he is alone in the future, he will investigate the origin of Chen Xingding again...

But that's for later.

Now all the decent Taoist sects of the three realms are gathered here, Yan Xun and Xu Wang, one is a demon cultivator, the other is a ghost cultivator, and they should have left.

Without key witnesses, how will this matter be resolved——

Suddenly, a puff of smoke rose from the direction of the imperial capital, approaching here quickly.

Among the smoke and dust was a black magic python, with four people standing on top of it: one Yan Xun, one Xu Wang, one Fu Yueshu, and one Xuanyuan Ce.

Compared with the mirage, although the magic python's reminder was much smaller, and it would not cause turmoil even for Emperor Xuanyuan who had just experienced a change, it was still very eye-catching.

It swam extremely fast, and it came out of the crowd in an instant, and Yan Xun's voice sounded with a smile: "The city is dead silent, it's rare that it's so lively here."

His injuries had fully recovered, and he led the three of them down from the python's head, relaxed and freehand, as if he had experienced a night of fighting.

As soon as Xu Wang fell to the ground, his cat eyes fixed on Chu Yiyang.

"Brother—I heard everything!" He appeared next to the young man in red, and hugged his arm, "Are you talking about Qingye Mountain City? So that cauldron is called Chenxing Cauldron."

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I should have written another chapter to the end, but my aunt is coming, and my back hurts!

younger brother:? ?elder brother?How many people have you formed a friendship with Jinlan? !