"Haha, tie it up and burn its tail!"
"No, no, no, let me come, I'll try to pull out its nails."
"Don't play it to death, I'll do it!"
"You guys are so anxious, I haven't finished playing yet!"
Outside the Holy Mountain Building, under a tree, several warriors were rustling and discussing something.
A scarred sacred mountain civet was tied to this ancient tree.
Her body was bare and exposed with several bloody wounds. This was because someone had deliberately peeled off the fur on her body.
And still skinned alive.
Blood kept dripping to the ground. The civet was already dying, and its breathing became shorter and weaker.
Amid the laughter of everyone, a warrior smiled sinisterly and approached the civet tied to the tree.
He held a knife and pliers in his hands, stained with congealed blood.
In addition to the Sacred Mountain Civet tied to the tree, there is also a young Sacred Mountain Civet that is spinning anxiously on the ground. Looking at its mother tied to the tree, the little civet is helpless and screams incessantly.
The warrior kept approaching, and the little civet let out a horrified cry and began to jump up and down in front of the warrior, hoping to stop the warrior.
"Fuck you, little beast, it will be your turn soon!"
The warrior impatiently kicked the little civet aside, his face full of impatience.
The civet who was tied to a tree saw her child being hurt. She was already dying and suddenly struggled a few times.
As everyone knows, these few struggles only stimulated the warrior's desire for sadism:
"Isn't this quite refreshing?"
"Watch me peel the skin off your forehead! Hehe!"
The civet cat that was tied to the tree couldn't break free. Seeing the warrior pressing forward step by step, it seemed to have accepted its fate, stopped struggling, and lowered its head.
The little civet on the side struggled to get up from the ground, stood up with its legs supporting its body, and kept clasping its two front paws, begging the warrior to let its mother go.
"Hey, look, this little thing can even bow!"
"What is this slit on its forehead? The light it emits is quite strong, and its shape is only different from the one on the tree."
"Hehe, we'll know once we cut open its forehead and take a look!"
At this time, several warriors saw the little civet looking like it was begging for mercy, and suddenly said in a somewhat unbearable tone:
"Forget it, let's go."
"You should take it easy. This civet lives in the Holy Mountain and may be related to the Holy Mountain Clan."
The warrior holding the knife curled his lips and said:
"Bah, it's just a vicious demon!"
Someone shouted:
"that is!"
"You shouldn't be afraid, you coward!"
Several warriors did not retort and left directly.
The warrior holding the knife snorted coldly and stretched out his hand towards the civet tied to the tree...
…
The Holy Mountain Clan, the territory within the clan.
Under a towering snow mountain.
Sanjie brought Yunchen here, where Grandma Shengshan was waiting for them.
"Mother-in-law."
When Yun Chen saw Grandma Shengshan, he bowed slightly and said hello to her.
A smile appeared on the face of the Holy Mountain Granny, and she said through the voice transmission with her spiritual consciousness:
"No need to be polite, Yunchen."
Yunchen smiled and said: "Mother-in-law, you are my savior, so of course I have to treat you politely."
Grandma Shengshan smiled and nodded, feeling a little more favorable towards Yun Chen in her heart. The feeling that Yun Chen gave her was very different from other young warriors.
"Mother-in-law, why did you ask Sanjay to call me here?"
Yun Chen raised his head and looked at the majestic snow-capped mountains and asked doubtfully.
The Holy Mountain Granny turned around and pointed at the snow mountain and said:
"This snow mountain is where the Jinyun clan sealed the demon servant."
Yun Chen asked doubtfully: "Jinyun clan?"
Sanjay said at this time:
"The Jinyun family, the former Sword God family of Great Xia."
"Yunchen, my mother-in-law thinks you are a descendant of the Jinyun family!"
Yun Chen's heart skipped a beat when he recalled those figures in Xing Cheng's bloodline.
Grandma Shengshan said at this time:
"The reason why I doubt it is because your swordsmanship talent is different from ordinary people."
"Yunchen, have you ever investigated your own life experience?"
Of course Yunchen had investigated it, but his father had died long ago, and the information about his grandparents' generation was completely blank.
At this time, Yun Chen shook his head and said:
"Mother-in-law, did you guess that I am a descendant of Jinyun Mountain just based on my outstanding talent in swordsmanship?"
"This is just your guess. I'm afraid I may not be the Jinyun clan, right?"
Suddenly told that he was a descendant of the Jinyun family, Yun Chen didn't believe it.
Sanjie on the side also had a puzzled look on his face. He was also curious about the purpose of Grandma Shengshan calling Yun Chen here today.
Seeing the two people confused, Grandma Shengshan said at this time:
"Come with me."
The two of them followed Grandma from the Holy Mountain and walked behind the snow-capped mountains.
What comes into view is a mysterious and quiet forbidden place.
Nine huge pillars emitting white light stand here, and nine members of the Holy Mountain Clan are sitting on these nine pillars.
In the center of this forbidden area, surrounded by nine divine pillars, is a slightly rusty ancient sword!
"This is the place where the seal of the demon servant is protected."
"These nine tribesmen are responsible for the safety of the sacred pillar below."
"And these nine divine pillars protect the divine sword seal in the center."
"Yunchen, please get close to this seal."
Grandma Shengshan slightly stretched out her hand, motioning for Yun Chen to come forward.
On the nine divine pillars, the members of the Holy Mountain tribe who were still meditating also noticed Yun Chen at this time. Their faces were a little curious, and they looked at Yun Chen below with their spiritual consciousness.
They all inherited the responsibilities of their fathers and guarded these nine sacred pillars for generations.
The job of guarding the divine pillar is extremely boring. They are all young warriors who have just taken over. Even if they can endure the loneliness, the inner boredom is inevitable.
After finally seeing outsiders coming to this forbidden area, the nine tribesmen couldn't help but be curious and took a few more glances.
"Mother-in-law, isn't this a forbidden area?"
Yun Chen understood the importance of this place in his heart.
Holy Mountain Granny said:
"Just move forward boldly."
After hearing this, Yun Chen didn't hesitate anymore and walked forward slowly.
"Mother-in-law, this is..."
Sanjay couldn't help but ask.
Holy Mountain Granny just said:
"Just watch."
I saw Yun Chen slowly walking into the nine divine pillars, and the white light on the nine divine pillars fluctuated.
As Yun Chen got closer and closer to the divine sword, he saw that the ancient sword that had been silent in the center suddenly began to vibrate slightly!
The nine members of the Holy Mountain Clan on the pillars saw this scene with their spiritual consciousness, and their expressions were all shocked!
Sanjie was also shocked: This...
When Grandma Shengshan saw this scene, she couldn't help being surprised and said:
really!
He is indeed a descendant of the Jinyun family!
