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Most of the truly capable people in the martial arts world kept a low profile. On the contrary, those average rangers liked to be aggressive. The swordsman called Pei Min knew very little of his name, because this legendary swordsman had only used one sword move in his life. That year, when Nan Li invaded and captured the territory of 9000 men, King Dingnan led his army to fight against the enemy. Pei Min followed the army and became a soldier in the army, but the army was blocked off by the county border! The city could attack and defend, but the soldiers could still be seen retreating due to the great danger. Pei Min, with his sword in hand, had entered the WindLang City alone after seeing that he had been unable to break through the city for a long time and that more than half of the soldiers had been killed.

At that time, even though he had been stuck at Windwolf City for more than a month, he still had a thousand soldiers to defend it. Pei Zi Yun's sword was in Windy City, and it had broken a thousand armor! When he opened the gates to meet the army, a sea of blood flowed out from behind him as well. After that, the army charged straight into the Southern Li City, and the once flourishing Southern Li declared the destruction of their country.

The Windwolf City was still there, but it had been changed to the Wind-Lang County. There was still a ditch in the county, and the locals called it the Sword Immortal's Fury! Even though there were casualties in the war, this sword had killed a thousand people, and there was no lack of elderly and young people who were unarmed. He was the one who had killed them, and he had been unable to get through this obstacle because he was afraid that after being controlled by the Devil, his sword would kill all innocent people, thus, he had tied himself up with iron chains and carried around his body, carrying a thousand jin of heavy objects, wanting to redeem himself for his sins. Considering his age, he should have been dead for four years now.

Ye Su knew very little about the martial arts world, but Ye Su was one of the most important people. That was why she was so engrossed in the story. After Pei Min finished his story, she revealed a yearning look and said, "She's truly a hero of this world."

Wenye smiled without saying a word. Traveling in the martial arts world determined everything, but killing people in the martial arts world was also very important. If one was not careful, they would be controlled by the inner demons. If the legend was not false, then Pei Min would have suffered from the devil in his heart at this very moment! Even though Pei Min's swordsmanship was well praised by the world, but the literary industry was not envious at all. The martial arts world that was fighting and killing would be fought for by those people. He only wanted to be a rich man, and that was it.

The pork in the distillery was simply not enough for eating. Before the shop owner could get far, he was snatched away by a group of Taoists. Looking at these guys who were dressed in daoist-robes and were eating meat and wine, Wen Ye angrily took a bite of the pork he snatched during the chaos and fiercely spat: "A bunch of fake Taoists."

The young master who told stories said with a drowsy look, "This martial arts world is still the same bird after turning it over and over again. Its ranking has not changed for dozens of years, and it is indeed unusually dull.

A Dao Lord with a Henan accent nodded his head and said, "Then the major event in the martial arts world, the most recent one, is also 12 years ago, the battle between the Desert Berserker and the Karakorum Swordsman. "There's no need to talk about other things. This door is full of stories, and it's not inferior in any way."

The travelling adventurers and disciples of the sect were truly interesting to talk about. The wandering rangers did not like the Dao Lord's careful words about the errant souls. Therefore, when he was evaluating the story of the old daoist, the Dao Lord and the wandering disciples were present at the same time. No matter which side's stories were told, one side would always make sarcastic remarks about them and act like fire or water. But here, this situation would not happen, because robes were everywhere. Although it was not clear whether or not it was a swindler, since he was wearing a robe, he still had to quietly listen.

The Yu Prefecture Master with an accent said, "Just speak of the Hanba that appeared more than ten years ago, with a land of over a thousand miles, the people not living in peace. Our Maoshan's leader, the Taoist Lord, brought along the bald donkey of the Buddhist Sangha, the scammer of Miao Jiang, and the madwoman of the east shaman encircled the Hanba, battling for more than ten days and nights to seal it. This is all the work of our Taoist."

After all, he was also a disciple of a Daoist sect. How could he not be proud of the prestige of others when they spoke of their sect? However, Ye Su asked in suspicion, "All of you cultivators are spouting manure like that?"

The wine that was drunk to the mouth was spat out by Wen Ye, causing him to cough dryly twice. Hearing the other paths still talking about the bald donkey, the village man, and the crazy woman, he could only force a smile, ah, this matter had to start from the Demon Emperor bullying the Heavens and the Shaman Priests.

It seemed that the Demon Emperor wanted to use the human world as a springboard to attack the Ghost Veins, and unite the three realms. However, he did not expect that the Ghost Veins and the human race would work together to resist him, and this Ghost Vein seemed to have a deep understanding of the art of war, and understood the principle of the lips turning cold. Just as the Demon Emperor was about to attack the human world, a small incident occurred. It was the wild immortal that lived in the human world, and seeing how the Demon Emperor looked down on the world, his demonic powers became unique. However, the Wild Immortal seemed to have forgotten to inform his disciples. Before the two armies began to fight, the Shaman's Priestess had set up a divine altar, and started to dance around in a flurry, not even bothering to invite a Wild Immortal.

That wild immortal, because he had helped none of the others, and as a result, the Dao Alliance did not denounce him for his crimes. However, that small episode on the battlefield was recorded down, and some teacher said that the priest on that day was like a couple of crazy old madwomen, and it was originally a joke, but the Shamans were unhappy, and they rolled up their sleeves one after another to demand an explanation. With their imposing manner, how could the other sects be willing to become enemies?

Don't look at how the buddhist faith was so benevolent, the little Shamei under the sect was fierce when it came to scolding people! In addition, the Daoist and Buddhist sects had a thousand years of grudge between them. Therefore, they did not hesitate to curse the Buddhist sects. They said that the buddhist faith in the heavens was not enough, so they came to the east to get a share …

After waiting for Wen Ye's explanation, Ye Su nodded her head thoughtfully. He was not clear about the matter of the Hanba, but if he thought about it carefully, he should still be at Dragon Tiger Mountain at that time. That was also when the Thousand Eye Empress was sold to the Ten Thousand Flowers Garden … So it turned out that there were traces to follow in all of this.

The man who had been talking about Pei Min continued, "Just talk about the events that have occurred in the past month. A Scarlet Ghost from the south had committed murder. Jian Wuchen had chased him for thousands of miles and killed him outside of the city. Within the Miasma Bamboo County, two lifetimes of the Ghost Infant had been the culprit. Daoist Lingyun, Six Sword Subhuti, had killed him. "One story after another. The legends of our Dao Gate are not the slightest bit worse than those of that travelling adventurer."

Someone sighed and said: "Heavenly Sword Hall, Qing Cheng Sect has become famous in recent years, but the Gate of Heaven and Dragon Tiger Mountain are still the same. They only have the authority to back them up, but after their deaths, how will the two families support the responsibility of the Dao Alliance? "No one will be able to succeed him …"

That Yu Prefecture Dao Lord smiled and said, "Who said that there will be no more successors to the Dragon Tiger Mountain?!"

Everyone was attracted by his voice and they looked over with interest. He then said slowly: "Half a month ago, I passed by Qing Province, and a waiter mentioned a disciple named Wen Ye. His Tao technique was outstanding and his figure was extraordinary. And from Luoyang, I heard that Wenye and Ling Yun, six Bodhi brothers against two generations of Ghost Infants. "

Someone exclaimed and asked, "Who is Wen Ye? Wasn't it Ling Yun and Six Puti who killed the Twin Ghostly Infant? "

The Dao Lord of Yuzhou shook his head: "I heard that Lingyun personally told me about this. According to him, Wenye is the eldest disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and although he looks pretty handsome, his fighting strength is peerless in the world. "I do believe that this is the truth. No matter what, the Dragon Tiger Mountain is still a famous sect with a thousand years of history. Even though there are no rumors that say that it was born after a peerless talent, it is still possible that the spear was born as a leader. Maybe the Dragon Tiger Mountain is just pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?"

When Wen Ye, who was eating meat, heard everyone talk about his name, he was also stunned. However, when he heard the compliment, he was overjoyed. Most of these stories were spread by rumors, and once it was spread to a hundred people, there would be a hundred different stories. But now, it seemed that they were praising him, for not only did the literary industry want to be a local owner, they wanted to become famous, and now they also had a small reputation. He jokingly pushed the little Rakshasi aside and said with an air of pride, "Look, the Taoist is now famous.

The little Rakshasi's eyes showed some displeasure at being disturbed like this. He pointed at Wen Ye and shouted, "He's the Dao Lord in your story, the eldest disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain, Wen Ye."

The surrounding people looked at the neglected corner, while Wen Ye also looked at the little Raksha who was starting to eat again in astonishment, as if nothing had happened. However, after thinking for a moment, if he were to shout out his name, it would seem to be different from what the rumors said, as if he was extremely fond of false names. However, when little Luosha shouted, all these worries disappeared. After pondering for a while, Wen Ye said to the rest of the people in the winery, "Everyone, I am indeed a scholar, but it is not as the rumors say. Like all of you, I am also pursuing my own path."

Someone asked what was going on with these two babies, and Wenye told them some details. After all, he was the person involved, so of course he didn't say anything about how scared he was. In the end, he added, "I only helped out a little, and it's not like the rumors."

Everyone heard his words clearly. He even told the story of how and when the ghost baby formed. It was exactly the same as what was said in the rumors. Suddenly, everyone believed that he was a scholar! He said with great flattery, "Brother, you are truly modest."

He wanted to plant a flower without blooming, and unintentionally planted a willow in the shade. He was afraid that even in such a situation, the literary industry would not have thought that his reputation would spread so quickly! He raised his glass and clinked it with the people around him. Not long later, his face flushed red and he burped as he said to Ye Su, "Look …" "The Dao Lord's name has spread far and wide, and he even has a large group of followers."

Ye Su shook her head and did not say anything, nor did she intend to expose this shameless path. She could tell that Wen Ye was really happy today.