After I was reborn, I heard that my apprentices had a crush on me for many years

The moment Ye Yu heard this call, his relaxed and indifferent aura immediately dissipated without a trace.

He stared and raised his eyebrows, swung the long sword in his hand, and a burst of strong devilish energy hit the eldest disciple.This master, one of the best in the realm of comprehension, was blown away by the devilish energy like a piece of paper.

The elder was too frightened to speak by the situation.

Ye Yu lowered his head, looked in shock at the man who was pierced by a long sword through his chest, his lips quivered slightly, and said with a complicated mood, "Lan Sheng?"

He was answered by an endless silence.

Zhang Chi's eyes, hidden under the messy black hair, were cloudy. It wasn't that Wu Nian couldn't see anything, but a kind of dazed, unable to find the point of intersection.

He seemed to be looking in Ye Yu's direction.But not long after, his body froze.It was like a puppet being pulled from the rope, dragging its broken body again, and rushed towards the big disciple who hadn't gotten up yet.

A burst of anger welled up on Ye Yu's face.

Raising his hand, he took out two fairy ropes from his sleeve, and tossed them in the air, the magic energy took the ropes and tied the two people who were about to fight again firmly.

Seeing this, the elder over there felt bad, turned around and wanted to make a trick to escape.

It's just that before the mantra of escaping from the ground is finished, a long sword has already crossed in front of his eyes.

"The elder is sneaking around, where do you want to go?"

Ye Yu's voice was icy cold, like an evil spirit that had just crawled out of purgatory, with a tingling taste.

The elder was very frightened by this threatening question, trembling for a long time, finally thought of a word, and stumbled: "I, my sect is facing catastrophe, I have to save those children, they ..."

"Your so-called way to save disciples is to kill your head?"

Ye Yu didn't listen to his nonsense, and interrupted directly: "Then your method of saving people is really unheard of."

"This……"

The elder was speechless.

In the world of comprehension, among the various sects, the masters are the masters and souls of each sect.As an elder of the Wangyuan Sect, although in terms of seniority, he is indeed a little bit more impressive than Zhang Chi, an outsider who won the championship.

But the problem is, now that Zhang Chi is sitting in the head, his current behavior is no different from bullying the master and destroying the ancestors.

The elder swallowed dryly.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the long sword that Ye Yu was holding in front of his eyes was getting closer and closer to him.

Seeing that blood was about to be drawn on his face, the elder hurriedly straightened his body, struggled and said, "I don't want to either! But, but he is the master, he is crazy!"

As if afraid that Ye Yu would not believe it, he pointed at Zhang Chi who was still rolling on the ground, and said, "Senior, look for yourself, he..."

"Whether he is crazy or stupid, I don't care about it, and it doesn't matter. But he is my apprentice, if you hurt him, as a master, I will naturally not ignore it."

As Ye Yu said, he also glanced in his direction.

Brow wrinkled slightly.

Even if the big disciple's sword wound just now wasn't a vital point, it wouldn't be a good thing after all if he continued to toss around like this.

He bowed his head and hesitated for a while, but still did not send the notice to Bai Yu and the other two.He swiped his long sword twice in front of the elder, and the man immediately continued to panic: "Shang, Shangxian, calm down! Zhang Chi was the one who wanted your life thousands of years ago!"

As soon as he said this, he himself realized that something was wrong, so he quickly stretched out his hand and covered the wrong mouth.

It's just that it was too late at this time, Ye Yu heard it clearly, and said with a sneer: "It seems that you really know a lot?"

The elder panicked: "I..."

"I have a few questions that I would like to ask."

Ye Yu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, Zhang Chi's situation over there was very bad, so he also chose the fastest way, and cut straight to the point: "When Lan Sheng attacked me thousands of years ago, the two of us were in the Demon Realm. In front of the abyss of despair. You are a Taoist, absolutely impossible to watch from the sidelines. So how do you know this, this is one of them."

The elder's Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't tell why.

Ye Yu continued: "Secondly, everyone in this whole sect is crazy. Why are you still fine? If you answer these two, I will let you live. Otherwise..."

As Ye Yu spoke, the long sword tilted slightly.

The sword blade touched the elder's cheek, and the cold touch flashed by, followed by the warm blood dripping from the skin after the devil's energy cut the skin.

The elder gasped for breath, cold sweat poured down his forehead like a waterfall.

Ye Yu's face remained unchanged, but his tone was a little anxious. He urged, "I'll give you ten counts. If you don't answer, I'll cut off one of your fingers. If this goes on, I'll cut off your arm after all your fingers are cut off." .Anyway, Lansheng can still hold it. As for how long you can hold it, you can try it.”

After the words fell, Ye Yu also began to read the numbers one by one from ten to the bottom.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what, but the elder always feels that his counting speed is getting faster and faster.It wasn't until he jumped to "five" that he hurriedly explained: "I-I don't know how this happened, I really don't know, I-"

"one."

Ye Yu completely ignored the elder's explanation, and just continued to speak, counting the last number in a cold tone.

The elder's voice stopped abruptly.

Ye Yu glanced at him calmly, then stretched out his other hand, pinched his two fingers together to form a sword, and directed at the elder's right hand.

"Wait, wait! I say! I say!"

The elder screamed out of fright.

Ye Yu's finger sword, which was only feinted at first, also retracted from his side.

With a tilt of the long sword, he said, "To make a long story short, pick up the important ones."

"I-I know."

The elder complied, and finally gave up with a long sigh.He said: "Actually, Senior Ye, it's not that I don't want to say it, it's that I told you, and I'm sure I won't be able to survive."

Ye Yu frowned: "What do you mean?"

"It means literally." The elder said, "Otherwise, do you think I can control such a large formation by myself?"

"Formation?"

Ye Yu raised his eyebrows.

He froze for a moment, then reacted immediately.He looked down at his feet, and said uncertainly: "You mean, the land we are stepping on is itself a huge formation?"

"It seems that you, Shangxian, have also heard the rumors about my faction."

The elder nodded.

After making up his mind to speak, he became much calmer.There was no need for Ye Yu to play any more intimidating means, he sighed again, and continued: "Our sect, since the very beginning of our sect, has a magic weapon called Qiankun."

Ye Yu nodded.

He had heard about this from Leng Feng.

"It's rumored that this mirror can manipulate the sky to change the seasons, but that's just one of them."

The elder said: "Only those who have entered the core of the sect will know that although this mirror is called Qiankun, it is actually the two sides of Qiankun and Kun."

It's the first time I've heard of this theory.

Ye Yu rubbed his chin: "So what do you mean, it is a mirror that changes the four seasons of the sky, and it is the other side that causes the current situation?"

"That's what it means."

The elder nodded: "The former is Qian, and the latter is Kun. From the first-generation patriarch, we know that the dry mirror can make the sect flourish, and the Kun mirror can arouse the dark hatred of all things in the formation, and provoke the destruction of the Three Realms. So For tens of thousands of years, the Kun Jing has also been sealed in the secret realm of the sect that only the master can open, and no one is allowed to touch it."

Ye Yu frowned: "You mean, the current situation is all caused by Lan Sheng?"

After all, Wang Yuan's head is Zhang Chi, and according to this statement, only he can get Kun Jing.

I thought that the elder would go down the slope like before this time, and continue to push all the responsibilities on Zhang Chi.

But he didn't want the other party to sneer instead, and immediately shook his head in denial: "Just relying on him? You also want to make such a big game? Shangxian, you really flatter your apprentice. He is clearly just a madman who wants to get you. Don't talk about it now, it was like a thousand years ago, don't you understand?"

Ye Yu: "..."

Being coveted by one's own apprentice has never been something that can make people happy.

He is certainly satisfied that the elder can tell the truth, but why can't he just say it so bluntly?

It's a little embarrassing.

Ye Yu coughed lightly, and looked away.

He continued to ask, "Does this mean someone manipulated him?"

The elder gave a low "hmm" and confirmed, "Since he hurt you thousands of years ago, this game has already started."

The voice fell.

As if in response, there was a sudden "bang" in the distance, symbolizing the Wangyuan sect, and the tallest sky tower collapsed.

Huge boulders fell to the ground, causing eardrums to hurt, and even the sky seemed to be torn apart, revealing muffled thunderclaps.

The earth kept shaking with the roar, but the elder seemed to have glimpsed the end of the road. After being stunned, he suddenly let out a laugh that was worse than crying.

He said: "Ye Ziming, I've already told you everything I know. If you ask me the rest, I can't answer the rest. This Wangyuan Sect is itself a formation. People change, it’s okay. As long as it’s in this formation and the time is right, everyone will be affected, and you are no exception. So..."

As the elder spoke, his voice suddenly stopped as if someone had strangled his throat.

Ye Yu ignored the growing vibration on the ground, and asked anxiously, "Who played this game?"

What answered him was a "cluck" sound from the elder's throat.

Ye Yu frowned.

Something is not right.

But without giving him a chance to say anything more, the elder suddenly straightened his body, stared straight, and laughed loudly: "It's not the time for you to know. Ye Ziming, I've been waiting for you for thousands of years, and you can be regarded as coming back."