In fact, even if the people of the Gu family don't know, the holy thing they worship most is the holy animal rosefinch. Of course, this is mainly because the holy animal rosefinch has never appeared in the history of the Gu family. Although the people of the Gu family worship it, they don't know it.
When ye Han showed Lao Zi the tattoo on his body, Lao Zi knew that the sacred animal rosefinch had recognized Ye Han as the main one. This was fate and opportunity, but Lao Zi didn't Tell ye Han that the little tiger was the sacred animal white tiger and Chiyou God Gu was the sacred animal rosefinch.
Ye Han's strength was too weak at that time. It was too early to contact these levels.
However, opportunities are often accompanied by crises. When ye Han gets these opportunities, he naturally has to bear the corresponding crisis.
The sacred animal rosefinch, which is a divine bird, controls the fire of heaven and earth. Among the four sacred animals, only the black dragon can compare its vitality, because the sacred animal rosefinch's rebirth can make it rebirth in death back and forth. Every change is an evolution.
At present, ye Han, the master, is suffering a crisis. The rosefinch, who has recognized Ye Han as the main holy beast, will naturally help.
The rebirth of the sacred animal rosefinch will be a great sublimation for ye Han.
The first World War on Fenghuang Mountain in Shanhai City, after all forces left, also completely shocked the north and south of China.
The eight gate ancient martial arts sect is a powerful underground world in the north and south. Such a terrible lineup gathered in Fenghuang mountain, Shanhai city. An earth shaking war shocked the world.
This battle not only involved all forces, but also brought out immortal figures such as Huangfu Qitian, madman, sloppy Taoist Xiao Qingshan and Taoist yuxu.
This is a feast. Forces from all sides gather. Old monsters come out of the mountain, and almost all of them are for one person.
However, the young man who created miracles in the South died in this war and died in the hands of Murong Hetu, the overlord of the south. After learning this news, many people regretted that a top genius died prematurely. It was a very sad and regrettable thing.
Not only that, this premature genius was still the son of a madman. This news also shocked China.
Ye Han is the son of a madman.
The son of the madman died, so what kind of shocking anger will the madman burst out next?
When a madman is angry, there is definitely a river of blood and corpses everywhere.
"Alas! I didn't expect that ye Han was the son of a madman. Unfortunately, such a genius died. I thought he could create miracles again and amaze the world. Unfortunately, it backfired. He died young and will never reach the height of his father. In later China, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have a second Ye Han, and Nalan in the north can't catch up with him 。”
"It's really a pity. I'm afraid many people are disappointed now!"
Throughout the north and south, people who are paying attention to the war are talking and regretting that their eyes have been evacuated from Shanhai city. Since the young man has died in the war, it is not worth paying attention to. Even if he is amazing, he can only become a past.
"Son of a madman, you are so dead!"
With a sigh, it slowly came out from Zhuge Prajna's mouth that ye Han was the son of a madman. The news really shocked her. The person who lay down from the bottom to today with his hands and mind had such an amazing identity behind. Unfortunately, this identity was exposed after ye Han died.
However, what makes Zhuge Prajna more regrettable is that ye Han is dead. For ye Han, Zhuge Prajna feels that he is his opponent, but at the same time, there is a taste of sympathy. No one in the world understands her better than ye Han.
Now, the person who is their opponent and has no clear relationship is dead, which makes Zhuge Prajna's eyes a little complicated. Ye Han's death invalidates the agreement between them. However, she has a feeling of emptiness around her heart.
"Ye Han, this glass of wine, I respect you!" ZHUGE Prajna poured the liquor in his hand towards the ground. The liquor stayed very slowly, very slowly, like a small stream of water flowing slowly from the ground into the pond in front.
"Still didn't make it? Why?"
At the same time, in Yan's courtyard, old man Yan sat down on the couch like a trance at the moment. His face seemed to become more old at this moment. His eyes were haggard like dead wood. He slowly closed his eyes and his palms were shaking. Now, he was experiencing the pain and torture of white haired people sending black haired people, The battle of Fenghuangshan in Shanhai city has now spread all over China. As a follower, how can he not know the result? His grandson died in the war.
However, they haven't known each other yet. He doesn't know that he has parents and grandfather in this world.
Ke Yanke stood behind old man Yan, shook his head and sighed secretly, with complex eyes.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it... Bastard, madman Ji, you bastard, why didn't you save our son? Why? No, I'm going to Shanhai City, I'm going to see him!" Yan Qingmu's face was full of tears. She stood up and stumbled out of Yan's courtyard. Her son, she hasn't really seen it for a few times, and she hasn't called him son, He hasn't called her mother yet!
In Shanhai City, Tang Dashao and Lin BoMo are laughing and weeping and drinking.
"Ha ha! Thief God, you really didn't open your eyes! Where on earth did my brother provoke you? You should treat him like this. Tell me, I'm willing to take him to suffer. Even if I go to the 18th floor of hell, I have no regrets. I just want... I just want you to return my brother to me, han zi to me and me..."
At last, Tang Dashao's voice was hoarse. He drank dozens of degrees of liquor and four or five empty bottles can kill ordinary people. Lin BoMo poured wine into his mouth with red eyes. They leaned back and looked at the sky. Their best brother died in the war, which made them feel that there was something less in life.
At the same time, Mount Emei.
Nun Wui shook her head and sighed; "It's a pity. Forget it. Leave his sister and the others send them down the mountain. They can hide it from them for a while, not for a lifetime. They will face it sooner or later."
"Yes, headmaster elder martial sister." ruthless abbess nodded and sighed again and again.
On this day, Zhou Yuner, who had been visiting Mount Emei for several days, was sent down the mountain, but ye Qing was left behind because; Nun Wu wants to accept her as a disciple, and ye Han has promised.