After nearly half a day of Elder Qing Xuan's iron-blooded reorganization, the Sword Sect gradually settled down, and no one dared to cause trouble.
The only thing that he regretted was that too much damage had been done to the Sword Sect after the battle between Ye Chen and Ling Xuanzi, especially the First Peak. It was almost pierced through, and it was easier said than done to repair it.
Soon, night fell.
On the Ninth Peak, Gu Quan, Li Kang, and the rest stood quietly in the darkness. From time to time, they would look at Ye Wushuang's peak.
Over there, there were two figures with similar figures, and from time to time, there would be sounds of satisfied laughter.
Second Senior Brother Li Kang withdrew his gaze and could not help but say, "I really didn't expect Youngest Junior Brother's Eldest Senior Brother to be so powerful. Today was like a dream."
"That's right. You guys don't know that the moment Elder Qing Xuan was captured, I even thought that we were doomed …"
Eldest Senior Brother Gu Quan was still in shock, and then he said with respect, "Fortunately, Immortal Ye arrived at the critical moment. It can be said that he's our savior!"
The others also had expressions of joy on their faces. It was not an exaggeration to describe what had happened today as soul-stirring.
While they were talking, Hua Ling suddenly said nervously, "Eldest Senior Brother, I think I heard Immortal Ye and Youngest Junior Brother talking about a woman called Ning Ruolan. Could it be …"
She actually wanted to ask if the woman called Ning Ruolan was Ye Wushuang's woman.
However, as soon as the words reached her mouth, she realized that her senior brothers were looking at her ambiguously. Her face instantly turned red.
"Yo, looks like our Little Junior Sister is thinking of love …" Eldest Senior Brother Gu Quan said with a faint smile.
"It's not just thinking of love!"
Second Senior Brother Li Kang winked, "I think it's more like longing and drooling …"
"F * ck you!"
"Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, you're all bullying me …"
"Hahaha …"
In this quiet night, the sound of fighting was like a musical instrument, quietly moistening everything with the east wind.
…
"Big brother, when I left to protect sister-in-law and the rest, I had no choice but to shatter my sword. At that time, I thought I was dead …
"After that, I woke up and found myself in a sect called the 10,000 Swords Pavilion in the Kunlun Ruins. It was also an old man called Old Man Myriad Sword who saved me …"
At the peak of the Ninth Peak, Ye Wushuang, who was dressed in white, stood quietly at the edge of the cliff. He told Ye Chen about his journey to the Kunlun Ruins while facing the cold wind.
"10,000 Swords Pavilion? Old Man Myriad Swords? "
Ye Chen came to a realization when he heard that. The Old Man of Ten Thousand Swords that he mentioned was obviously the old beggar who rode on a donkey and left after capturing Wushuang.
When he thought up to here, he was slightly puzzled, and he couldn't help but speak slowly. "Then how did you arrive at the Sword Sect later on?"
"Because the 10,000 Swords Pavilion has been destroyed!"
Ye Wushuang's body emitted a chill gradually. His eyes were faintly covered in frost, "Half a month after I woke up in the 10,000 Swords Pavilion, the Xiao clan, one of the 12 ancient clans, invaded the 10,000 Swords Pavilion."
Ye Chen nodded to himself.
This was similar to what he had learned from Shi Qianhan. When he went to Korea to look for Qianqian, he met Shi Qianhan on the way back and happened to meet the Xiao clan's martial artists.
It was also at that time that he found out that the Xiao clan had destroyed the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. It was likely that Ye Wushuang had arrived at the 10,000 Swords Pavilion before he went to Korea, so the timing was just right.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, "Why did the Xiao clan destroy the 10,000 Swords Pavilion?"
As a member of the 12 ancient clans, the Xiao clan was above the 10,000 Swords Pavilion in terms of foundation and status. Logically speaking, there was no need for them to go to such lengths to deal with a sect, let alone kill them all.
"Back then, the Xiao clan used the reason that the 10,000 Swords Pavilion kidnapped their disciples to barge into the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. In reality, this was just a ploy to frame them and destroy them!"
Ye Wushuang's eyes turned cold, "What they really want is the Heavenly Creation Manual that the 10,000 Swords Pavilion has kept for thousands of years!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a gray bag suddenly shot out from his sleeve. It looked a little like a pouch, and it had a very small opening.
However, under Ye Chen's senses, he realized that it did not look like a magic tool like a storage bag. Instead, it seemed to be made of an animal's skin. It could be big or small.
Ye Wushuang took out a green scroll and said, "Brother, this is the Heavenly Creation Manual!"
"Eh?"
There was surprise in Ye Chen's eyes, "It's a scroll? The people from the 10,000 Swords Pavilion know how to make scrolls? "
The so-called scroll was something used by the cultivation world to remember information. It was similar to the books that ordinary people talked about.
However, unlike books, the scrolls did not record the most direct words and patterns. Instead, cultivators used their Divine Consciousness to imprint their memories on the scrolls.
In other words, the scroll was actually a carrier of memories. Only those who were proficient in mental strength could read it.
"I'm not sure either!"
Ye Wushuang was also confused, "The 10,000 Swords Pavilion cultivates Martial Dao, but the inheritance that has been passed down for thousands of years is spiritual memory. As far as I know, the 10,000 Swords Pavilion hasn't been able to crack the secret in the Heavenly Creation Manual."
"That's interesting!"
Ye Chen took it and held the scroll with both hands. He placed both ends of the scroll on his forehead and activated his Divine Consciousness to read the information on the scroll.
A few seconds later, he slowly put down the scroll in his hand. His expression kept changing, as if he was digesting the memories in his mind.
Seeing that something was wrong with his expression, Ye Wushuang could not help but ask, "Brother, what's wrong?"
"It's no wonder that the 10,000 Swords Pavilion was destroyed!"
Ye Chen shook his head lightly and said while frowning, "Once this gets out, it'll definitely cause a huge storm in the Kunlun Ruins!"
At this point, he could not help but glance at Ye Wushuang, "According to the Heavenly Creation Manual, a group of people known as the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan created a divine ship a thousand years ago. According to the records, this ship can cross the void and reach the other side of the starry sky!"
Even though he was knowledgeable, he was shocked when he saw it. He was not shocked by the ship that could cross the void, but by the fact that there was such a capable person on Earth.
"Brother, are you saying that this Heavenly Creation Manual is the blueprint of that ship?" Ye Wushuang was moved.
"That's right!"
Ye Chen nodded lightly. He could not help but wonder if the ghost ship was made by the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan.
If that was the case, then things would start to get messy again. After all, logically speaking, the ancient ship should lead to the Ancient Desolate Realm, and how could the 10,000 Swords Pavilion on Earth be related to the Ancient Desolate Realm?
According to the Heavenly Creation Manual, this group of people from the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan had left Earth on the ship they had built back then.
Could they have gone to the Ancient Desolate Realm?
Or the unknown ancient path of the stars?
Connecting it to the information he had obtained from Su Qilin's soul, he could not help but be curious about the great calamity 500 years ago.
According to Su Qilin's memories, the great calamity 500 years ago had almost caused the saints to fall, choose to reincarnate, or choose to sleep.
However, there were even more existences and forces that were trying to leave the Earth.
Just like the Heavenly Craftsmen Clan, they had long predicted that the great calamity was about to arrive, so they had built a divine ship and left Earth in advance!
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(PS: There are only two chapters today. My brain is a little stuck. Let me sort out the outline and try to update more tomorrow. The main thing is that this book has two million words. I've already finished writing the outline that I set earlier!)
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