After 2000 years of foundation building, the teacher said I was a waste?

The group of people, surrounded by Wan Ruxue, headed towards the top of the Snow Mountain.

Along the way, we constantly encountered various dangerous terrains hidden under the ice and snow.

However, at every critical moment, everyone passed through it without any danger.

This made everyone initially disdainful of the theory of gods, but gradually became awe-inspiring.

But what no one knows is.

The so-called gods do not exist, but if the gods themselves cannot be protected, how can they protect the world?

This is just Ye Wu using the name of the gods to secretly protect Wan Ruxue and his party.

However, among this group of people, there was one person who looked extremely eye-catching.

That is - the old housekeeper!

Along the way, the old housekeeper either "accidentally" fell into a pit or tripped over something.

Although there was nothing serious, he still looked embarrassed.

Just now, the old housekeeper even suffered a bruise and swollen face after falling, and the left side of his face was covered with a medical bandage.

This made the old butler's face look gloomy and scary.

However, none of the bodyguards said anything about this scene, and looked at the old butler with a strange look.

From the beginning, the old housekeeper did not believe in gods, and was full of patience and contempt.

Nothing happened to the whole group, only the old housekeeper did. Doesn't this explain the problem?

For a moment, everyone felt that there must be gods in this world, and the old housekeeper had definitely offended the gods!

Regarding this, the old housekeeper didn't know what was going on. He wondered whether the seniors of the Black Witch Cult were mistaken for the wrong person.

"Uncle Wang, why don't you ride a horse? If you are injured, it doesn't matter if I walk."

Wan Ruxue got off her horse and said with a smile.

"Miss, this... is absolutely impossible."

The old housekeeper was so frightened that he suddenly shook his head.

What a joke!

The old housekeeper had already used secret techniques to manipulate the horse. Once someone from the Black Witch Cult appeared, they would know that the person on the horse was prey.

If the old butler rides a horse, he will definitely be the one who suffers the tragedy later!

"Uncle Wang, why do you and I have to say this? Get on your horse."

Wan Ruxue was a little moved and wanted the old housekeeper to ride a horse more and more.

The old housekeeper hurriedly shook his head in refusal.

Yet at this time.

Ye Wu suddenly rushed over, picked up the old housekeeper, and put him directly on the horse.

After finishing the work, Ye Wu scratched the back of his head and smiled honestly at the old housekeeper.

As if there is no need to thank me, I never seek reward for doing good deeds.

The old housekeeper's face turned dark and he wanted to dismount.

However, at this time, Ye Wu held the horse and moved forward.

The journey was bumpy and the old housekeeper was already injured, so how could he dare to come down?

He could only look gloomy and temporarily accept this reality.

"Damn boy, when you get to the top of the mountain, I will kill you!"

The old housekeeper looked at Ye Wu's back bitterly, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Old man, you did something to the horse, do you really think I don't know about it?"

"Wan Ruxue is a good person and is related to Pindao. How could Pindao let you harm him?"

Ye Wu remained calm and sneered in his heart.

Originally, Ye Wu didn't really want to deal with the family conflicts and conspiracies within the Wan family.

But the problem is, after reading the ancient book just now, Ye Wu discovered that the ancient book was related to Qingyun Sect.

That is the sword text of Qingyun Sect!

The sword writing of Qingyun Sect has been passed down for a long time. Strictly speaking, it was created by Ye Wu!

Although it is not a profound text, it is definitely something that ordinary people cannot understand!

Even within the Qingyun Sect, apart from the master, all the brothers don’t understand this stuff!

This was created by the sword slave of Qingyun Sect on a whim when Ye Wu was bored.

The sword slave guards the Qingyun Sect. Although there is a word "slave" in it, his status is actually very high and he is respected by all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

The people who have become sword slaves in the past are all retired elders of the Qingyun Sect, and all of them are people with high cultivation levels!

Of course, with the decline of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the sword slaves of Qingyun Sect are not as good as the previous ones.

By 500 years ago, the sword slaves of Qingyun Sect had no chance of immortality, and died sadly in the sect.

At this point, the inheritance of Qingyun Sect has been cut off. If Ye Wu had not left seclusion, there would no longer be a Qingyun Sect in this world!

However, before he died, the last generation of sword slaves left clues to Ye Wu.

And this clue lies in Wanbao Pavilion!

Wanbao Pavilion is Qingyun Sect's store in the mortal world, dedicated to making money for the sect.

Wanbao Pavilion is run by the descendants of the sword slaves of the past generations, and they are absolutely loyal to Qingyun Sect!

The letters exchanged between the mortals in Wanbao Pavilion and the Qingyun Sect were all written in sword script.

Because the sword text was created by Ye Wu and the master did not leak it, the confidentiality level is very high, and outsiders cannot understand it if they get the letter.

Even in Wanbao Pavilion, only the previous pavilion masters can understand it.

Now, 500 years after the Qingyun Sect was destroyed, Jianwen reappeared.

Moreover, this ancient book was left 500 years ago!

Ye Wu just deliberately caused a strong wind to cause the ancient book to fall off the cliff, and then went to pick it up.

In the process of climbing up the cliff, Ye Wu quickly flipped through the ancient book and already knew what the ancient book said.

This ancient book is actually a notebook handwritten by the last sword slave of the Qingyun Sect!

In the notebook, the sword slave recorded in detail the decline of Qingyun Sect.

He also said that in order to prevent him from passing away, a cultivator came to Qingyun Gate and discovered the notebook.

For the sake of caution, the sword slave handed the notebook to his descendants and asked them to take it to the mortal world for collection.

This has been passed down from generation to generation until today!

In this ancient book, the masters of Wanbao Pavilion in the past dynasties will also record in detail the situation of the cultivation world in their time, as well as the situation of Wanbao Pavilion.

But the last record is from 100 years ago!

And Ye Wu read the history books in the Haida Library and knew that 100 years ago, it was a time of troubled times.

In the troubled times, the order of the mortal world collapsed, and countless store meetings that had been passed down for a long time once happened, Wanbao Pavilion was naturally affected by the war.

In order to preserve Wanbao Pavilion, Wanbao Pavilion was broken into pieces and began to hide from the world.

After the end of the troubled times, Wanbao Pavilion has become a huge consortium that hides in secret and mainly deals in antiques.

Wanjia spread its branches and leaves everywhere, and was very powerful in both the south and the north.

However, because of the ancestral precepts, Wanjia is very low-key and never pretends to be competitive.

Although the descendants of thousands of families in the past hundred years do not know the glory of their ancestors.

But the successive heads of the Wanbao Pavilion, that is, the successive heads of the Wan Family, still remember the group training.

The last writer of this ancient book was actually Wan Ruxue's great-grandfather, who is now the grandfather of the Wan family.

This person was born more than 100 years ago. He is quite talented in cultivation and has practiced cultivation all the way to the foundation building stage.

This person even kept the ancestral precepts in mind, secretly cultivated loyal confidants, and scattered them all over the place.

These confidants are isolated from the world, passed down from generation to generation, and will not be disturbed by the changes in the outside world.

Once the young master of the Qingyun Sect appears, with the ancient books in his hand, he can recall these scattered confidants and gather them into a huge force.

And on the top of this snowy mountain, there lived a foundation-building monk from a hundred years ago.

A strong foundation builder can survive for two to three hundred years without any problem. It has only been more than 300 years, so this person is naturally not dead.

The meaning of this person's existence is to wait for Ye Wu to return.

At that time, this person will hand over the key to Wanbao Pavilion and take Ye Wu to open Wanbao Pavilion.

Because as early as 500 years ago, the place where the treasures of Wanbao Pavilion were stored was hidden.

Even in the past 500 years, the Wan family has produced many young people, but they have never been able to find this place.

Because the keys to this treasure house are not in the hands of the previous owners of Wanbao Pavilion.

But in the hands of this loyal servant and their descendants!

In the troubled times a hundred years ago, Wan Ruxue's great-grandfather died unexpectedly.

This also caused this person to have no time to reveal the secret of Wanbao Pavilion, causing the Wan family to end the inheritance.

So Wan Ruxue's grandfather, now Wan Lao, couldn't understand sword writing at all.

Wan Lao was still young at the time and had not accepted the inheritance to become the master of Wanbao Pavilion, so he knew nothing about Wanbao Pavilion.

But when Wan Lao was young, he once heard his father and grandfather occasionally mention some secrets when they were drunk.

Although after growing up, Wan Lao's memories of his childhood were vague and some of them were unclear.

But Wan Lao still knows that the Wan family has a long history and the secret is in this ancient book.

This was the reason why Wan Ruxue came to Daxueping to try his luck with ancient books when Wanlao was critically ill.

But what Wan Lao doesn't know is that if Wan Ruxue does this, Wan Ruxue will definitely die!

Because only Ye Wu, the young master of the Qingyun Sect, can truly gain the recognition of the guardian by holding the Qingyun Sect's token to prove his identity and showing the ancient books.

Otherwise, everyone who does not meet the conditions is an enemy and must die!

"This place should be the headquarters of the Black Witch Sect, but the guardian of Wanbao Pavilion lives in seclusion. I don't know if there is a conflict between the two."

Ye Wu thought secretly.

After stepping into this snowy mountain, Ye Wu already felt that this mountain was very special.

There is actually a natural formation in this mountain.

"This mountain is obviously a snow mountain, but I feel like a land of earth and fire."

"It seems that this place should be an extremely rare ice and fire sword array!"

Ye Wu pondered for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The ice and fire sword formation can be arranged artificially. This is an extremely difficult sword formation, but it is also extremely powerful.

However, Ye Wu heard from his master that the Ice and Fire Sword Formation was not actually used for attacking.

It's for defense!

This formation was created in ancient times by sages from the world of cultivation who observed the mountains, rivers and land, and after enlightenment, imitated nature.

The mountains, rivers and land are naturally formed, forming a large formation of their own!

This kind of natural formation, if one is cold and the other is hot, and the hot and cold naturally intersect, and Ning reaches a specific balance, then it can be called - Ice and Fire Sword Formation!

The "sword" of the Ice and Fire Sword Formation is used to defend itself and prevent itself from being destroyed, rather than actively attacking!

And this is not the essence of the Ice and Fire Sword Formation!

After many years of research, Master Ye Wu once left behind some emotional experiences before he became an immortal and ascended to heaven.

Master Ye Wu discovered that the core of this Ice and Fire Sword Formation is actually - self-healing!

The so-called self-healing means that no matter how serious your injury is, you can recover automatically!

This is the fundamental reason why after endless years, this snowy mountain has experienced many earthquakes and various severe natural disasters, but there has never been a major change.

However, judging from what Old Li Tou said, he had not been here for ten years, but great changes had taken place in this mountainous area.

What does this mean?

This shows that someone is stealing the power of the formation from the Snowy Mountains and turning it into healing nutrients.

As for who this person is?

The answer is self-evident!

"It turns out that 2000 years ago, after our Qingyun Sect destroyed the Black Witch Cult, these rubbish all used the method of substitutes to escape and hid in the formation of this snowy mountain to sleep and recuperate, hoping to be born again."

Ye Wuruo was thoughtful, finally having a clear idea of ​​why the Great Elder fled here.

At the same time, Ye Wu finally understood the reason why he would feel that there was a force in the darkness exchanging and calling him, begging him for help from the moment he stepped into the snowy mountain.

"This mountain gave birth to Lingzhi, the god in the eyes of mortals."

"This spirit should be the formation spirit of this natural formation. However, although this formation spirit is strong, it is not human after all. It is just a dead creature. No matter how strong it is, it cannot withstand the continuous attacks of the Black Witch Cult for many years. "

"I'm afraid it's not that the Black Witch Cult doesn't want to annihilate this formation spirit, but that it's afraid that after the formation spirit dies, the self-healing power of this formation will be weakened, which will affect the recovery of injuries of those rubbish from the Black Witch Cult!"

Yes!

It must be so!

This spirit has been harmed by the Black Witch Cult for more than 2000 years, and is dying, so naturally it is unwilling to accept it.

Judging from the formation transmission and emotional fluctuations, the recovery of the injuries of the ancestors of the Black Witch Cult should have reached the most critical and final stage.

"If we wait for the people of the Black Witch Cult to recover from their injuries and break out, not only will the formation spirits be completely annihilated, but they will also cause harm to the world."

"If they knew that Pindao, the young master of the Qingyun Sect, was still alive, they would definitely not let Pindao go..."

After pondering for a moment, Ye Wu's eyes flashed with sharpness.

It's not that I want to provoke you sleeping old guys.

In fact, your existence threatens my life!

Whether it's to support justice, sectarian disputes, or one's own safety.

This is destined to make absolutely no sense between Ye Wu and the ancestors of the Black Witch Cult.

Either you die or I live!

As for Wan Ruxue?

Wan Ruxue holds the ancient book passed down by the previous masters of Wanbao Pavilion, and is Wan Lao's granddaughter.

Although she didn't know the situation, strictly speaking, she was Ye Wu's disciple and grandson.

After 2000 years, I finally saw a sect junior. As the young master of Qingyun Sect, how could Ye Wu not save him?

……

The group continued towards the top of the mountain.

After entering the mountainside, the temperature becomes lower and lower as the terrain rises.

"The temperature has already exceeded minus 50 degrees before we even reach the top of the mountain. What is going on?"

Lao Li Tou held a thermometer and looked at it as he walked, his eyes full of doubts.

In just ten years, Old Li was dumbfounded by the changes that had taken place in the snow-capped mountains, and felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

What made Lao Litou even more puzzled was that although the temperature was so low, neither he nor anyone else felt too cold.

Among the crowd, only the old housekeeper was shivering, his mouth trembling from the cold.

My whole body was almost as cold as a popsicle!

This incredible scene also made everyone whisper and stay away from the old housekeeper.

A person who does not believe in the gods, has offended the gods, and was punished by the gods. Who dares to be with the old housekeeper on the territory of the gods?

"Sister...sister, I...I'm so cold. It's better to walk...it's better."

The old housekeeper took the opportunity to dismount. This time Wan Ruxue did not stop him, but nodded.

However, the strange thing is that Wan Ruxue didn't feel cold at all after riding the horse.

Instead, the old housekeeper dismounted and walked, trying to warm himself. His body was covered with more and more ice and snow, and he almost turned into an ice sculpture.

This scene made Ah Meng, who had been helping the old housekeeper clean the ice and snow on his body along the way, couldn't help but have confusion in his eyes.

"Brother Wang said that there are experts in the mountains, so how could he be in such a mess?"

"Is it possible that the so-called master does not exist, or that the master was killed by the gods?"

As time went by, Ah Meng's trust and admiration for the old housekeeper began to cool down.

However, the old housekeeper knew nothing about all this.

……

I don't know how long it took.

The surrounding strong wind suddenly dissipated, warm and bright sunshine poured down, and the flying snow dispersed from the sky.

The old housekeeper, whose consciousness was numb from the cold and could hardly hold on, finally felt the long-lost warmth.

He glanced around carefully and his eyes suddenly widened.

There are more than 100 peaks in the entire Snowy Mountains within a hundred miles, each of which is covered with thousands of years of snow and is completely white.

On the contrary, this place is full of green grass, and all kinds of wild flowers that cannot be named are colorful and very beautiful.

There are unknown species of butterflies flying!

Even the air is filled with a refreshing floral fragrance!

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a grand scene in this land of ice and snow. It can be called a paradise."

Wan Ruxue couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder grandpa asked me to come here, there must be an expert living in seclusion here!"

"Great!"

"Master, I can be saved this time."

All the bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief and became excited.

Although everyone can die for Wanjia, if they have a choice, who is willing to really die?

However, this scene made Old Litou's face change drastically, "Miss Wan, this is not Daxueping, leave quickly!"

"Let's go? Let's go!" The old housekeeper, who had regained his energy, shouted angrily, "This place is already at the top of the mountain. If this place is not a big snow flat, then what is it?"

"Miss Wan, you don't know something." Old Li Tou was too lazy to take care of the old housekeeper and said to Wan Ruxue in a hurried tone,

"According to the experience records left by my grandfather, on the top of the Snow Mountain, there is not only the Snow Flats, but also the existence of the Black Dragon God!"

Black Dragon God?

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

Everyone had seen the black dragon last night. Although the black dragon was terrifying, it was eventually frightened away, making everyone less afraid.

But now, what is this Black Dragon God?

"The black dragon last night was actually the disciple and grandson of the Black Dragon God!"

"My grandfather said that in ancient times, a bad god came here and became an enemy of the god. In the end, he was defeated and escaped, but he did not go far, but hid in this snowy area."

"This evil god didn't dare to confront the gods head-on, so he cultivated a large number of black dragons and scattered them across the snowy area, harming people everywhere!"

"My grandpa said that the Black Dragon God's hiding place is a place where birds sing and flowers smell, and mortals will die if they step into it!"

As soon as Old Li Tou said these words, everyone couldn't help but change their expressions.

However, the old housekeeper smiled and said, "If this is true, then how could your grandfather, a mere mortal, have been able to escape?"

"That's because my grandfather met an extraordinary person back then!"

"This worldly master also lives in seclusion in the snowy land. After he learned about the Black Dragon God, he came here to eliminate demons and protect the way. However, the Black Dragon God was too cunning and refused to appear."

"At that time, the senior came with a sword and heard the sound. He frightened away the Black Dragon God and saved my grandfather."

Old Li Tou continued, "I always thought that my grandfather was making up stories."

"But what I see and hear now is exactly the same as what my grandfather described."

"Miss Wan, don't even think about it, how can a true paradise exist in such a harsh natural environment?"

"This must be the illusion of the Black Dragon God. The purpose is to confuse us and make us die!"

After saying that, Lao Li ignored everyone, turned around and ran down the mountain without looking back.

"go!"

After a slight hesitation, Wan Ruxue made a decisive decision and directly issued the order to retreat.

"This girl is a smart and decisive person, and she is worthy of being a descendant of my Qingyun Sect."

I couldn't help but look at the request with approval.

There is indeed a problem in this place. Although it has no effect on Ye Wu, it is enough to be fatal to mortals.

Even if a great martial arts master comes here, he is destined to come and go, and it is impossible to leave.

Wan Ruxue actually didn't believe what Old Li Tou said, but she knew - be careful and sail the ship for ten thousand years!

It is unreasonable for Taoyuan to appear in this place!

No matter what the truth is, leaving this place first and then figuring it out slowly is definitely the safest way!

"Miss, no!"

"It's sunny today and it's the best day of the year."

"If we leave now and look back again, maybe this place will disappear."

"After all, an expert is by no means an ordinary person. An expert may be a god. The gods have given us a chance. How could we just leave like this?"

"What if we lose the chance to save the master because of this reason?"

The old housekeeper said excitedly.

"This……"

Wan Ruxue hesitated immediately.

But soon, Wan Ruxue said, "I believe Mr. Li, Uncle Wang, don't worry, grandpa will be ill for a while."

The sound just fell.

The crowd gathered around Wan Ruxue and began to descend the mountain in an orderly manner.

However, the old housekeeper did not move. Instead, he knelt on the ground, bit his finger, and drew something quickly on the ground.

"Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang...?"

Wan Ruxue stood on her horse and turned around to see the old housekeeper kneeling on the ground. He frowned and called out tentatively.

The old housekeeper ignored it at all, but painted faster.

next moment.

"Jie jie jie jie!"

A strange laughter like a night owl erupted from the old housekeeper's throat.

The laughter was weird and harsh, and everyone who heard it felt horrified and had an ominous premonition.

"Uncle Wan?" Wan Ruxue suddenly felt a little scared, but she still pretended to be calm and asked cautiously.

The old housekeeper still didn't speak, but slowly turned around.

The face was still the same, but the look in his eyes was extremely terrifying and made people shudder.

"He is not Butler Wang, he is the Black Dragon God, run!"

Whoa!

Old Li Tou had a look of horror on his face and ran away.

"run?"

"You foolish mortals, how dare you break into my territory and want to leave?"

"ridiculous!"

The old housekeeper smiled sneerly, slapped his hand suddenly in the air, and then pulled him back.

Whoa!

A black wind suddenly appeared, picked up Old Li Tou, and pulled Old Li Tou all the way to the old housekeeper.

"No!"

Old Li Tou screamed angrily.

however!

Click!

The old housekeeper opened his mouth, and Old Li's head instantly turned into blood mist.

In full view.

The old butler acted as if there was no one around, and swallowed up the blood mist with a look of enjoyment on his face.

The whole place was silent!

This terrifying scene made everyone tremble and feel scared.

"You... who are you?"

Wan Ruxue's pretty face turned pale and she gritted her teeth and asked.

"Miss, of course I am your old housekeeper, Uncle Wang, and I am still me!"

"But...because you were unwilling to cooperate, you actually had to leave."

"I have no choice but to ask my ancestor to grant me divine power, so that I can gain strength!"

Jie Jie Jie!

The old housekeeper walked towards Wan Ruxue step by step, his eyes full of ferociousness, "When I was young, I originally wanted to take you as a young man and lead you to join our black witch sect."

"But I accidentally discovered that the ancestors of your Wan family are actually descendants of the Qingyun Sect, the great enemy that destroyed our religion."

"500 years after the Qingyun Sect was destroyed, there is still a legacy in the human world. This must be the backhand of those old guys from the Qingyun Sect."

"I have been hiding the Wanjia for 40 years, and finally found out through investigation that the Wanbao Pavilion in Qingyun Sect is run by your Wanjia."

"The Qingyun Sect was once the strongest sect in the world of cultivation. It must have left behind a lot of good things, hidden in the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion."

"And the key to opening the Wanbao Pavilion is in the hands of the so-called Pavilion Keeper in this big snow plain!"

After saying that, the old housekeeper laughed heartily, smiling very proudly.

"In other words, my grandfather's illness was caused by you?" Wan Ruxue suddenly calmed down and said coldly.

"That's right!" The old housekeeper laughed, "If that were not the case, why would Old Man Wan guide you here?"

"Guardian, if you still don't come out, I will kill the last bloodline of your Wan family!"

While talking, the old housekeeper had already walked up to Wan Ruxue, reached out and grabbed Wan Ruxue, and was about to catch Wan Ruxue in his hand.

This terrifying power, like the power of thunder, made Wan Ruxue breathe quickly and was unable to move at all.

She was about to be caught.

However, what surprised the old housekeeper was that Wan Ruxue did not panic, but looked down at her coldly.

boom!

A sword energy suddenly shot into the sky from Wan Ruxue, instantly defeating the black mist created by the old housekeeper!

"A defensive spirit weapon?"

The old butler's pupils shrank, "As expected of a descendant of Wanbao Pavilion, you are actually wearing a defensive spiritual weapon. I made a mistake."

"Uncle Wang, in fact, my grandfather has studied ancient books for many years about Wanbao Pavilion. Although he cannot read ancient books, he has done research in many ways and made guesses."

"The clothes I'm wearing are the heirlooms of my Wan family."

"I didn't understand what this was originally. Thank you for answering my doubts."

On the horseback, Wan Ruxue said with a cold tone, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that my grandfather is not sick."

Swish!

From behind, there was suddenly a sound of slight footsteps.

Although the sound of these footsteps was light in everyone's ears, it was like thunder and war drums, deafening.

Everyone quickly turned around.

rear.

An old man carrying a big sword and wearing Tai Chi training uniform walked over at a fast pace.

"master!"

"This... this is impossible, you... you are not poisoned, how is this possible!"

The old housekeeper looked shocked.

"grandfather!"

Wan Ruxue greeted him.

"Ruxue, thank you for your hard work."

Wan Lao nodded slightly, patted his granddaughter on the shoulder, and looked coldly at the old housekeeper.

"Old Wang, actually from the very beginning, I knew that you came to Wanjia with special ingenuity."

"It's just that the inheritance of my Wan family was cut off by my father. I actually don't know much about the Wanbao Pavilion."

"Speaking of which, I have to thank you."

"If it weren't for you, a villain, I wouldn't have known that my Wan family was so glorious in ancient times."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that an ancestor of my Wan family still exists in this snowy plain!"

Wan Lao said coldly.

"hateful!"

The old housekeeper's eyes were gloomy and he was trembling with anger.

"Old Wang, although you have bad intentions, you have never done anything to let down the Wan family over the years. Instead, you have contributed a lot to our Wan family."

"As long as you look back now, you will still be a member of my Wan family, and I can forget about it!"

Wan Lao suddenly laughed.

"ridiculous!"

The old housekeeper roared angrily, "Old man Wan, I admit that I miscalculated and underestimated your mortal brain."

"But do you really think that your Wan family ancestor, with just a small foundation-building cultivator, can really save you?"

"I might as well tell you the truth. When Xiao Xiu was poisoned and you were in coma, my ancestor had already personally taken action and sent him to hell!"

what!

Upon hearing this, Wan Lao's expression changed drastically.

Wan Ruxue also felt something was wrong.

"Unfilial sons and grandsons seek truth and seek to see their ancestors!"

boom!

Wan Lao took out a piece of yellow paper, knelt down suddenly, kowtowed, and raised the yellow paper high.

An incredible scene appeared!

The yellow paper burned in the wind and quickly turned into ashes.

However, there was silence all around, and there was no response at all.

"Unfilial sons and grandsons seek the truth, and please ask our ancestors to show up to see you!"

Wan Lao suddenly felt that he was not busy and kowtowed frantically.

quiet!

The surroundings remained silent.

"Ancestor, our family is in danger, please..."

Wan Lao became more and more panicked and was about to kowtow when he suddenly became short of breath.

It turns out that at some point, the old housekeeper came over and grabbed Wan Lao's neck with one hand.

The old housekeeper actually lifted Wan Lao into the air with his bare hands.

"Old man Wan, you should believe by now that your so-called ancestors can't possibly save you."

"But I can tell you that although the guardian of the pavilion is dead, he still has disciples."

"It's just that the little thing was protected by the Qingyun Sect's magic weapon. He didn't know where he was hiding, so my ancestor couldn't find it."

"But I know that this little thing is nearby. He must not have escaped, but is sleeping in the dark, waiting for you, the so-called descendants of the Wan family, to come!"

After a pause, the old housekeeper shouted, "Little beast, if you don't come out, I will kill everyone in the Wan family!"

After saying that, the old housekeeper suddenly exerted his strength and wanted to crush Wan Lao's neck.

"stop!"

A roar suddenly sounded.

This sudden business made Wan Ruxue, who was originally anxious, stunned.

Everyone looked towards the top of the mountain.

A middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe, supported by a young migrant worker, limped over.

"Are you...Brother Wanshan?" Wan Ruxue looked surprised.

Wan Lao was also stunned.

"My ancestral disciple of the Wan family who lives in seclusion in Daxueping is actually... Wanshan?"

"This kid Wan Shan is just a bastard from a branch of the Wan family. He has average talent. He was lucky enough to join our bodyguard team because he was honest enough to endure hardships and loyal. He is actually a disciple of the Pavilion Keeper?"

All the bodyguards stirred for a while, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Master Wan was quite surprised that Wan Shan was actually a hidden cultivator.

Soon, Wan Lao smiled and said, "Wan Shan, you are a descendant of my Wan family. You are very good, but you are no match for this person. Take Ruxue away quickly!"

Go!

Wan Lao roared suddenly, and a cluster of bright white light burst out from his body.

boom!

In an instant, there was a roar.

Before anyone could wake up to what was going on, the figures of the old housekeeper and Wan Lao had completely disappeared.

There were only blood stains on the ground and pieces of the two's clothes scattered everywhere.

"grandfather!"

Wan Ruxue's pretty face turned pale and she hurried over, but was grabbed by Wan Shan.

"Miss, now is not the time to feel sad. There is a great terror hidden in this snow plain. The death of Master and Wan Lao must not be in vain!"

"As long as you live, and as long as the direct bloodline of the Wan family is not extinguished, sooner or later, the young master will set foot in this world again, take out the things in the Wanbao Pavilion, and lead our Qingyun Sect to the top again!"

"By then, none of those bastards from the Black Witch Cult will be able to escape."

"Miss, offended!"

Wan Shan carried Wan Ruxue on his back, turned around and ran down the mountain without looking back.

The bodyguards quickly followed.

"Want to go?"

Jie Jie Jie!

"No one can leave today!"

Behind him, accompanied by a familiar and cold sneer, the old butler, who had been shattered to pieces, stood up again.

The flesh and blood scattered on the ground was strangely reorganized and transformed into human form again!

It's just that the spirit of the old housekeeper at this moment is completely different from his own.

It was as if the person in front of him was a ghost that had survived for thousands of years and suddenly climbed up from the ground.

At this moment, just a simple look from the old housekeeper made everyone feel suffocated and felt unprecedented despair!

And when Ye Wu saw clearly what was going on with the old housekeeper at this moment.

Ye Wu's expression suddenly became extremely exciting.