Chu Yu glanced at Wu Xinyue who was entering into meditation, and looked at Chu Zhi with confusion and said, "I heard Yun Feigong say that she is the leader of the Qingyi Sect, and she is also the Hidden Sect. She is staying here, and no one cares about it?"

At this time, Wu Xinyue was still immersed in her own world. She placed the three-foot green breeze on the ground, carrying her hands behind her back, one of her legs shivering like epilepsy, and her fairy temperament fell down.

Even though Wu Xinyue looks like a mentally retarded now, Chu Yu is still prepared.

Next he would talk to Chu Zhidao about something, but the law was not passed down to Liu Er, let alone Wu Xinyue, who was likely to become the ultimate boss, was still "listening" by the side.

Perhaps seeing the alert in Chu Yu's eyes, Chu Zhidao said disrespectfully: "Divine Soldier Brother, don't be too concerned. Junior Sister Xinyue is the leader of the Qingyi Sect. In short, she is also a branch of my Yanhuang Peak."

"Yanhuang Peak or chain?"

Chu Yu was confused. This was the first time I heard about this. No wonder he called out one junior sister at a time. It turned out that there was this relationship between them.

"Yanhuang Peak can be traced back to the Warring States Period when the Hundred Schools of Thoughts contend, but it was the Second Sect of Yanhuang at that time."

"I know this. The Yan Sect is my Chu... it was created by our ancestors of the Chu family. The Huang Sect is a disciple of the hundred schools of thought."

"Hahahaha, not bad, it was created by our ancestors of the Chu family." Chu Zhidao laughed heartily, which made Chu Yu's eardrum hurt.

Chu Yu's words "Our Chu family's ancestors" were directly drawn to Lao Chu's Ji and pointed it out.

You should know that when Old Chu was a child, there were real descendants of the Chu family's bloodline in Yanhuang Peak.

There are direct children among the big families who don’t like the side branches, and Yan Huangfeng is almost the same.

So Chu Zhidao was also inferior when he was a child. He said that his surname was Chu, but he was not a purebred person, and he was nothing. He was much more respectful than ordinary disciples and elders. He was always feeling uncomfortable.

When the age comes, the descendants of the Chu family's bloodline are dead. Others call him descendants of the Chu family. The problems are all called by outsiders.

Now that the descendant of the Chu family who is in this golden and pure bloodline regards him as his own, Chu Zhidao immediately felt the warmth of the family.

After stroking his beard and smiling for a while, Chu Zhidao continued, "In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, my Yanmen disciples were walking in the palace, and the Yanhuang sects were also combined into one sect. Since it was Yanhuang Peak, many of the Huangmen disciples believed that walking in the palace was no different from the court's hawks, so they left Yanhuang Peak, and one of them was the Qingyi Gate."

Chu Yu understood it, but became even more confused.

It is understandable that the concept is not consistent, and it is understandable that the self-established mountain gate is also understandable. It is still understandable that the Chu family’s ancestors were lackeys from the court. What he couldn’t understand is that they all broke up. Why did the two gangs get along well in this generation?

Logically speaking, the two gangs should immediately steal each other by slaughter when they see it, but looking at Wu Xinyue's appearance, Chu Zhidao and many elders are like old friends for many years.

This is different from the concepts of the founder and the shareholders. The shareholders have started their own business, but a few years later, the descendants of the founder and the descendants of the self-established business call each other brothers. Isn’t this nonsense?

To help others, you have to fight and fight each other to death.

Speaking of this, Chu Zhidao looked very moved: "In the late Northern Song Dynasty, the world was in chaos and people were living in dire straits, and my Yanhuang Peak was also cleansed by the court."

Chu Yu looked at him with a scrupulous look, which was the first time he had heard of this.

"The Jin people invaded, and my disciples walking at the foot of Yanhuangfeng Mountain could not bear to see the disaster in China, so they raised the flag of rebellion to fight against the Jin and killed the enemy. The Jin people's civil servants and generals died of countless disciples of Yanhuangfeng. It's a pity that the Song Emperor was incompetent and incompetent, and actually wanted to negotiate peace with the Jin people. The Jin people regarded my Yanhuangfeng and many hidden gates as the thorns in their eyes, and they wanted to get rid of them soon. When the Jin people pretended to negotiate peace with the Song Emperor, the conditions were that the Song Emperor handed over my Yanhuangfeng and the disciples of the Yinmen. If it weren't for the Qingyi Sect to rescue him, I thought... I, Yanhuangfeng, could not last until now."

"What do you mean is... Qingyi Gate, who has set up a self-employed person and made his way back to save Yan Huangfeng?"

"Yes, Emperor Song had no eyes and actually sent a general to lead 30,000 soldiers to surround my mountain gate. If there was no Qingyi Gate, I, Yanhuang Peak, would have lost my bones and blood. You must know that at that time, the elders of Yanhuang Peak's passing on the merits were all in the mountain gate."

"Yanhuang Peak was surrounded by 30,000 troops?" Chu Yu opened his mouth wide: "Then Qingyi Gate came and fucked all 30,000 troops to death. Brother, are you not kidding?"

Chu Zhidao looked at Chu Yu with an idiot's face: "There are 30,000 troops surrounding the mountain. The Qingyi Sect is not a god who descends to earth, and it is impossible to sprinkle beans into soldiers. How could he kill them all?"

"How did you save it?"

"That night, the leader of the Qingyi Sect, Wu Wushuang, broke into the Former Censor of the Former Censor of the Mountain, one third-rank military inspector, one fourth-rank former deputy commander, one fifth-rank, one fifth-rank, Tianwu, and the four-rank commander of the Dragon God Guard, as well as dozens of Zhaowu's lieutenant, Feiqiwei, Yizhiwei's lieutenant, and Sima, a total of seventy-two people. They were all killed by the Qingyi Sect leader under the sword. The fire of Zhurong in the hundred-li camp reflected the red moonlight, countless casualties, and 30,000 troops fled in a hurry."

Chu Yu opened his mouth wide, his eyes almost bulging out. After swallowing for a long time, he murmured: "The leader of the Qingyi Sect, Wu Wushuang... brought the Qingyi Sect disciples into the military camp of 30,000 people..."

"No, there is only one sect leader of Qingyi Sect. There is no sect leader in Qingyi Sect, only one sect leader!"

Chu Yulian said three times. Damn.

I heard anyone tell me what that person who entered the army to capture the enemy's general level was like taking a puppet. Chu Yu always felt that he was bragging, and there was no technical content at all. Do you think you were Zhao Zilong who had a nanorobot implanted in your body?

Modern times are different from ancient times. You should know that those who used cold weapons at that time were all used.

The flame snake is already awesome, but if you ask him to go to the ancient barracks of 30,000 people, he will definitely have no chance of getting out alive.

With the ability of the Flame Snake, it is possible to be able to eliminate hundreds of people, but it must be fully equipped and silent. If it is exposed, it will not run away or die, and there will be no other options.

But the ancient three

Ten thousand people and hundreds of miles of camp, one person slammed inside, and the army was drowned when they spit out, not to mention that Huo Zhizhan killed all the generals.

In ancient times, the generals, let alone war, even when they went out to go to the toilet, had retainers, dead soldiers and guards followed, and there were still a large number of people.

Chu Yu didn't know what the official titles of the Song Dynasty meant, nor how many ranks and how big the official was. He only knew that Chu Zhidao meant that this peerless man named Wu Wushuang should have been killed by him, and he set fire before leaving.

All the big leaders, small cadres, and grassroots leaders have died. How can they fight that battle? It will definitely be disbanded.

Could it be that the Qingyi Gate practices not inner ritual skills, but immortal cultivation?

When talking about this past event, Chu Zhidao also showed admiration and fascination: "Wu Wushuang is worthy of being the most amazing woman in the Hidden Sect at that time. He entered the Tao with martial arts, and no one can defeat a quick sword."

"Is this a woman?"

"Yes, all the leaders of the Qingyi Sect have been women. Thinking about the legend of Wu Wushuang, everyone knows the descendants of the Hidden Sect, and even Chu Tianjiao, the ancestor, admires it very much."

Chu Yu rolled his eyes violently.

If you run alone to the military camp of 30,000 people, you will kill all the generals who led the troops and save you. How can you not admire you? If you don’t admire you, you can stab you to death with a blink of an eye!

Chu Yu's eyes couldn't help but fall on Wu Xinyue, who was still "traveling outside the sky".

No wonder this girl is so fierce. It turns out that this is someone else’s tradition!

"You just said that Qingyi Sect only has one sect leader and no other disciples, what does this mean?"

"The Qingyi Sect's lineage is passed on to a single lineage, and it is passed on to a woman but not a man."

"This is a bit feminist supremacy." Chu Yu laughed: "It is impossible to discriminate against others."

"It is precisely because of this origin that the leaders of Qingyi Sect in all dynasties have challenged me to kill the evil sword formation of Yanhuang Peak. Otherwise, how could I let outsiders enter and exit at will?"

Why did Chu Yu feel something was wrong when he heard this?

Suddenly, I thought of a possibility that made me extremely confused.

"Brother, don't tell me... Qingyi Gate has challenged Yan Huangfeng for more than 700 years?"

Chu Zhidao's old face turned red: "That's not, it's not every year. After all, the Qingyi Sect leader has to teach his disciples in person, and sometimes he disappears for more than ten or twenty years. When the disciples learn art and come out of the mountain, the first thing they do is to come to Yanhuangfeng Mountain Gate to challenge the sword formation!"

Chu Yu was speechless.

It turns out that someone’s coming-of-age ceremony is to slap you.

"You said something accurate to me, has Yan Huangfeng ever won?"

"Just, why haven't you ever won? It's common to compete for winning or losing." Chu Zhidao looked arrogant: "At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Wu Zhangying, the 36th generation leader of the Qingyi Sect, was very respectful to himself. He actually fought against the twelve elders of Yanhuang Peak with his eyes. In that battle, the world changed color and the gods and ghosts broke into Yi Feisha and walked through the stones... In the end..."

"Win?"

"Get!"

Chu Yu almost squirted out a mouthful of old blood.

Depend on your aunt, depend on your aunt, one of the twelve people beat me, but after that, they were still blindfolded, but they actually

Or a draw, are you embarrassed?

I guess Chu Zhidao also felt that this matter was disgraceful, so he stammered his neck and said, "I, Yan Huangfeng, majored in Qimen's mysterious technique, and I have little fist and foot skills."

"Tell me directly, it's been hundreds of years. Have you ever won? It's enough to be once."

"Why haven't you ever won!" Chu Zhidao shouted dissatisfied: "Let's talk about Wenlong Wenchengzong, the twelve disciples of the inner sect of Yanhuang Peak in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. This person is a martial arts genius who has not been out of a hundred years. After learning art for forty years, after Yicheng, he took the initiative to find Wu Zhui, the leader of the Qingyi Sect. The two fought on the top of the Qilian Mountains. In the end, the Wu Zhui was defeated by one move and returned to the Long Tenghai Sea, and was defeated by Wen Chengzong."

Chu Yudai nodded regardless of attention.

I lost hundreds of times, and I won that time... I have the nerve to say it.

Chu Zhidao said proudly: "Wencheng Sect defeated Wu Zhui, the leader of the Qingyi Sect, and found out the peak of martial arts, and became the first person in the foreign leader!"

"Ha, Senior Brother Zhidao, the head of Wencheng Sect, may have been for less than a year." Wu Xinyue in the corner suddenly said: "Senior Brother, don't forget, I was already ninety-three when I was pursuing Master Zhu Zu's challenge, and I can't afford to sleep with all kinds of illnesses!"

Chu Zhidao's old face turned red: "Then...that's a win."

"No, Wencheng Sect is not martial, but it happens that Wu Tianhuang, the disciple of Wu Zhui, returned from traveling. He was so angry that he found you, the mountain gate, beat Wencheng Sect to internal injuries. Can you admit this?"

"Oh, it's all old things." Chu Zhidao waved awkwardly: "Don't mention it again."

Chu Yu: "..."

He understood that this bastard named Wencheng Sect took advantage of the time when he was about to die at the age of 97. He won and reached the peak of his life and became the first leader of a foreign surname. He was not happy for two days. His disciple came to him and beat him up. The leader abdicated.

There are only two possibilities for the leader of Yanhuangfeng to abdicate, one is to fail and the other is to neglect his duties.

The latter should be impossible, and it is probably not true if you die, but it may be similar to having sex. It should be that he was beaten to a disabled person by his apprentice, so he had to abdicate.

Chu Yu no longer knows what to say.

In the future, the disciples of Yanhuangfeng should not brag about the fact that they have stood for thousands of years.

I just said that I would beat Qingyi Gate for almost a thousand years, standing for thousands of years, haha, let’s have a thousand-year sandbag.
Chapter completed!