Chapter 383 How the Rumors Are Made

Ye Tianxin asked in doubt: "Xiao Xianshan? Where is this?"

She hadn't heard of the place name, it sounded like a little-known place, or some remote mountain village.

Yu Shangrong said frankly:

"That's my hometown... a place that has lost its flavor, leaving nothing but cold and darkness."

Ye Tianxin was even more puzzled.

I don't know why the second senior brother would describe his hometown as cold and dark.

At the very least, there is still a hometown to go back to.

Bai Min, but had nowhere to go.

Thinking of this, Ye Tianxin sighed and said, "Second Senior Brother, do you blame me?"

"I heard about you," Yu Shangrong said.

Ye Tianxin heard the words and was overjoyed.

This means that the second senior brother did not blame her.

She suddenly remembered the conversation with the seventh brother Si Wuya, and asked, "Second brother, do you believe that someone in this world can live to be two thousand years old?"

Yu Shangrong was slightly startled.

This question seems somewhat ruthless to the people of the gentleman country.

A thousand years of cultivation is already a luxury, what about two thousand years?

"Do you believe?"

"Second Senior Brother... During this period of time, I have been looking for something. Its name is Chenghuang. Many people say that once you have Chenghuang, you can live to two thousand years old... However, I have been looking for it for a long time. I didn't find it." Ye Tianxin said.

Anyone who changed this question might persuade her not to persist.

But Yu Shangrong is different...

To live, one does not necessarily have to achieve a certain goal.

The greatest driving force in life is to always have hope.

Yu Shangrong smiled and said:

"Then stand firm and slowly look for..."

"Even with little hope?"

"Better than hopeless."

Ye Tianxin was at a loss for words.

Little hope is better than no hope at all.

"Thank you Second Senior Brother for your guidance..." Ye Tianxin bowed.

Yu Shangrong nodded: "The sun is about to set... Junior sister will go back earlier."

"Well, brother, take care."

After Ye Tianxin bowed, he turned and left.

The sun is about to set...below the summit, into darkness.

Yu Shangrong did not move, but quietly watched the sun set.

Everything goes into darkness.

Yu Shangrong grasped the longevity sword tightly and slammed it on the ground.

boom!

The stone cracked a gap.

The longevity sword was caught in the gap.

He sat down cross-legged.

Put your palms in front of you...

hum!

The Hundred Tribulations Cave Dharma Body appeared... but he was not very tall, and he was half shorter than himself.

Yu Shangrong suppressed the Dharma body and made it shrink very small.

One palm is raised, and the body of the law is suspended on the palm.

Like a golden man, stepping on the golden lotus, the golden lotus is no longer golden yellow, but has purple spots.

Those spots are spreading at a slow pace.

Like lotus leaves with bugs, those purple energies are bugs.

Yu Shangrong mobilized his vitality... The golden lotus spun rapidly, and the light was brilliant!

hum!

After some operation and treatment, those purple energies were only suppressed by the powerful cultivation, but did not disappear.

Yu Shangrong frowned slightly.

This battle was not easy for him to win... At least compared to many previous battles, it was a bit difficult.

Even in the Yunzhao Woodland to learn from the senior brother,

Not as hard as it is today.

In his impression, Zhang Yuanshan is nothing but the head of a second-rate sect... a person who is greedy for life and fears death. It is also the kind of goal that ends with a sword.

Now it is so strong.

"The Great Witch of Loulan?"

Yu Shangrong muttered something, and then smiled softly, "Fortunately, you met me..."

He didn't finish the rest.

He put away the body of the law, pointed his toes, and flew north.

...

After the end of the Qingyutan World War I.

The disciples of the Nether Sect sent this matter to Yu Zhenghai, the leader of the sect far away in Yizhou.

"Notify the other sub-rudders, and say that Mr. Er and Zhang Yuanshan have a battle, which is more fortunate and less fortunate."

At least according to their judgment, it should be more fortunate and less fortunate.

However, this misfortune has more meanings——

Injuried.

Seriously injured.

defeated.

Even death in battle... all possible!

And so, the rumor was born.

The major sects in the cultivation world breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Everyone is talking about gold, when more and more people spread this rumor, there is no need to verify the authenticity of the incident.

in the next period of time.

The rumors are getting more and more exaggerated, and even some storytellers will overplay it:

"In the battle of Qingyutan, the sword demon Yu Shangrong lost to Zhang Yuanshan and was seriously injured."

"Why did Zhang Yuanshan suddenly exert force, as timid as a mouse?"

"A generation of sword demons, with high self-esteem, will eventually perish."

"The era of Motian Pavilion will come to an end..."

Yu Shangrong did not appear again, and even confirmed the rumor.

...

under night.

in a cemetery.

A black shadow floated in the air, with its feet only about half a foot from the ground.

Constantly flying low above the cemetery.

The body exudes a thick purple gas...

sand.

sand.

The soil loosened.

The shadow flew back and landed on the ground.

He nodded with satisfaction and grabbed the two ropes with one hand...

At the end of the rope, one is Kong Yuan in monk robes, and the other is Zhang Yuanshan in Taoist robes.

"The Gu technique has already taken effect... Yu Shangrong will disappear from this world. Next, is the Motian Pavilion... Junior Sister, I will let the entire Motian Pavilion be buried with you."

...

Seven days later, Motian Pavilion, in the main hall.

After Lu Zhou comprehends the Book of Heaven for a period of time, his extraordinary power has reached saturation.

While he was thinking about Jiuye, Ming Shiyin walked in with a flying book.

Xiaoyuan'er is still practicing Brahma Ling's control in the main hall.

"Fourth Senior Brother, look... I can already use Brahma silk to simulate various shapes! Master taught..."

"awesome."

Ming Shiyin made a perfunctory sentence and walked quickly to the hall.

"Master, Jiang Aijian Feishu."

Saying that, he took Feishu apart.

Jiang Aijian's ability to handle affairs is indeed outstanding, and he replied after being sent away for seven days.

The old men in the Old Age Pavilion can't help much except for bragging and flattery...

Ming Shiyin said: "Senior, you don't need to inquire about what you asked to inquire about. Now there are rumors all over the world that the sword demon and Zhang Yuanshan were defeated in a battle. One thing, what I need to tell you is that the Netherworld Sect has already won Yizhou, Wei Zhuoyan is a fake after all, and he doesn’t have the ability to pacify Yizhou, and there is news, there is not enough paper, please turn it over…”

Thinking of this, Ming Shiyin frowned.

What kind of shit is this thing, you know what to write on the back? I didn't notice when I took it apart just now...

Ming Shiyin cleared his throat and continued to read: "The barrier of Jinting Mountain has disappeared, Mr. Er has an accident, and your deadline is approaching, the seniors should be careful about those famous and decent alliances; It's a bit rusty, if I can make up for another good sword, I'll be more motivated to pull, ha, ha, ha..."

After reading, Ming Shiyin's expression was a little unnatural.

That is to say, what I said earlier has some effect, and it should not be read later.

"Rumors are all rumors... With the cultivation of the second senior brother, how could Zhang Yuanshan be able to move him? Zhang Yuanshan is a timid person." Ming Shiyin said.

Lu Zhou didn't think so.

From the point of view of merit rewards, things should not be so simple.

What is certain is that Zhang Yuanshan is dead... As for whether something happened to Yu Shangrong, there is no way to judge.

After all, so far, the system has not given a notification about the death of the apprentice, or in other words, the apprentice has died, and the system will not prompt at all.

...

Lu Zhou slowly got up, stroked his beard and paced, and said, "Your second senior brother likes to be alone, and doesn't like flying books."

"What Master criticizes is that how old a person is, and he doesn't know how to return to Feishu to report his safety when he runs out." Ming Shiyin said.

"Let him go."

Lu Zhou said that, he really didn't want him to have an accident.

After all, if this big arm is damaged because of this, he will feel sorry for himself.

"Master... Do you want to take care of the elder brother? He has won Yizhou now, and he clearly wants to work with the court." Ming Shiyin spoke very straightforwardly.

Lu Zhou did not answer this question.

The old man also wants to take care of this scoundrel and ask about the original matter.

The problem is how can it be that easy... There are so many sub-rudders of the Nether Religion, and there are many hidden strongholds. Yunzhao Woodland, after the end of the battle with Yu Shangrong, I don't know where he is hiding now, Yizhou is so big, you can't go door to door.

Moreover, in a short period of time, the Netherworld Sect has grown from thousands of sects at first to hundreds of thousands of sects.

There are also four major guardians, all of them with extraordinary strength, and behind the scenes there is a Si Wuya who is helping to make plans, which is so easy to catch.

Sir, is it so scary?

Lu Zhou groaned and thought.

So far, he has never seen Yu Zhenghai.

It's a little bit worse every time.

The world's largest demon sect leader, runs faster than anyone else.

"Let Jiang Aijian pay more attention to the affairs of Yizhou... If the time is right, this seat will naturally take down the villains before Yizhou."

"The disciple obeys."

Just finished saying this.

Ming Shiyin rolled his eyes and said, "Master, now there are rumors all over the place, everyone thinks that we are easy to bully at Motian Pavilion, and the disciples asked to go down the mountain and teach them a lesson."

At this moment, Duanmusheng walked in with the Overlord Spear and said:

"You want to go out and play?"

"No way." Ming Shiyin was about to kneel down further and be loyal.

As a result, a louder kneeling sound was heard.

"The disciples meet the master!"