[Chapter 1647 Do You Remember Yunmen?]
After Wu Nan arrived, some sects and forces greeted him. They had to give some respect to the head of the National Security Bureau, who represented the official, even the unruly monks.
Regardless of Wu Nan’s strength and face, they knew that the National Security Bureau had some high-tech weapons, and even the monks present had to be wary of him.
After everyone arrived, Yang Xingfu suppressed his anger and said respectfully in the direction of the Yang family’s old house: “Father, everyone is here, please give your instructions.”
When Yang Xingfu said this, everyone present was stunned.
Everyone knew that Yang Xingfu’s father was Yang Yiyu, the founder of Yunmen, who was a legendary figure in the ancient martial arts world seven hundred years ago on Earth.
But everyone knew that seven hundred years ago, Yang Yiyu took all the ancestors in the ancient martial arts world who had reached the virtual realm or the golden elixir to the mountain and sea world and never came back.
Later, Yunmen spread the news that the passage to the mountain and sea world disappeared and was closed, and there was even less hope.
In addition, Yang Xingfu, the son of Yang Yiyu, has also been on Earth for 700 years. Everyone knows that the passage to the mountain and sea world is indeed finished, and Yang Yiyu and those ancestors from 700 years ago can’t come back.
It is precisely because of this that some forces are not afraid of Yunmen.
In addition, after hundreds of years of development, the strength and power of each family have become increasingly powerful, and the power of Yunmen has faded…
This is why there is today, when the Yunmen summons was issued, the heads of the major forces did not come, but only sent people to perfunctorily.
However, Yang Xingfu’s words to the old house of the Yang family were like thunder in the hearts of these people.
Yang Xingfu has only one father, that is Yang Yiyu. Could it be that Yang Yiyu is back?
At this moment, many people’s hearts were hanging…
These people are naturally the forces whose heads of the family did not come.
As for the arrival, the few heads of the family were secretly glad in their hearts. Fortunately, they came, otherwise today would be hanging.
Nine out of ten times, it was the legendary Yang Yiyu who came back.
The next moment, a flash of light appeared in the field, and everyone saw that a white-haired young man appeared in front of Yang Xingfu…
Teng Teng Teng…
Kunlun, Wudang, Tiangang Mountain, Shaolin, and some family heads all stood up from their seats at this moment.
They were the ones who had the honor of seeing Yang Yiyu in the past, so they naturally recognized Yang Yiyu.
And even if they didn’t know him, Yang Yiyu’s white hair was the best feature.
Seven hundred years ago, they were all small minions who were not worthy of attention. It was only after the older generation went to the Mountain and Sea Realm that they became the heads of the family.
No one knows Yang Yiyu’s deeds better than them.
In fact, at the Yunmen Conference that year, many people present today followed their ancestors and saw Yang Yiyu’s true appearance.
After seven hundred years, Yang Yiyu’s appearance has not changed at all. Many people who saw Yang Yiyu in the past recognized him at a glance.
In the perception of the several heads of Kunlun among the eight major sects, they found that Yang Yiyu did not exist, but from their eyes, they saw that a living person appeared in the field.
This strange change made several of the masters of the day feel shocked. The heads
of the eight major sects have all reached the level of the Spiritual Realm. They think they are all gods on earth.
However, after seeing Yang Yiyu, they were all shocked.
Seven hundred years ago, Yang Yiyu was a person who could call the wind and rain. They couldn’t imagine what level Yang Yiyu had reached now…
Even if they could reach the level of the Spiritual Realm today, they found a relic of cultivation in the depths of the Western Regions more than three hundred years ago, which led to their current level of cultivation.
They thought they were at a very high level of cultivation, but when they went to see Yang Yiyu, they couldn’t see through anything at all.
This was the real shock.
Of course, for them today, the real shock had just begun.
After coming to their senses, several people hurriedly stepped forward to salute: “Kunlun, Wudang, Shaolin, Tiangang Sect… pay homage to Master Yang…”
With these people taking the lead, the others also woke up from their dreams and paid homage.
There was no kneeling ceremony, but the ancient ceremony of clasping hands and bowing 90 degrees.
Yang Yiyu deserved such a great gift.
“Hehe…”
Yang Yiyu looked around at everyone present with a playful look, and said a “hehe” that made everyone feel very uncomfortable. He
did not ask everyone to stand up.
At this moment, no one dared to stand up, and they all bowed.
Yang Yiyu did it on purpose.
“Do you still remember Yunmen?”
This was the first sentence Yang said.
But with this sentence, the sound of “thumping” sounded one after another in the field.
Except for the heads of several families who came today, the representatives sent by the others were all pressed to the ground by an invisible pressure.
At this moment, although the heads of several Kunlun families were under pressure, they heard Yang Yiyu’s words “Do you still remember Yunmen?” which made them sweat coldly on their foreheads.
What kind of means is this?
Without saying a word or doing anything, he made more than ten people present, representatives from various sects, lie on the ground, with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths? He
could hear resentment from Yang Yiyu’s words.
He was not asking if you remembered him, Yang Yiyu, but whether you remembered Yunmen?
This was to remind them that what he said back then, Yunmen was the leader, was the final word, and no one could ignore it!
You can ignore it!
But you will bear the consequences yourself.
With cold sweat on his forehead, Kunlun’s head looked at Wudang’s head, Hua Qing Zhenren, as if asking for help. He knew that it was only appropriate for Wudang, who had a connection with Yunmen, to speak at this time.
Almost without asking, they all knew that Yang Yiyu was dissatisfied with the current world of cultivators.
Or dissatisfied with them all.
Wudang’s head, Hua Qing Zhenren, swallowed his saliva, and was quite calm, because Wudang had never had any conflicts with Yunmen, and they all acted like a family.
“Disciple Hua Qing has never dared to forget his master, let alone Yunmen…”
Yang Yiyu narrowed his eyes. He had no impression of the current Wudang headmaster, but he could see that Hua Qing did not lie and was very sincere in his words.
Looking at the people from Kunlun, Shaolin, Tiangang and several families, although they were all standing with their heads bowed, they were already sweating profusely.
After all, Yang Yiyu exhaled a foul breath and said, “Everyone get up…”
Facing these people, Yang Yiyu was not interested in taking action. Besides, since they were all here, it meant that they all remembered what he said back then.
With Wudang Hua Qing speaking, most of his anger subsided.
However, Yang Yiyu did not intend to let go of the others, who had been lying on the ground for a long time.
Then he stared at the people lying on the ground and asked in a deep voice, “Are the heads of your families all dead…?”
Some of the questions were unconsciously filled with true energy in anger, but the next moment, they made the people lying on the ground spit blood. They
all trembled.
“Reply…Reply to the senior family master at home…”
The first person to speak was a family member.
Then the others also rushed to speak, saying that the head of the family was at home. They
were afraid that Yang Yiyu would be angry and his life would be in danger.
Yang Yiyu laughed after hearing this. It was just as he guessed. After a long time, these people had forgotten what Yunmen represented.
“Very good, they are all at home, right? Since Yunmen can’t invite them, I will invite them myself.” Yang Yiyu sneered and said, then stood in place with his eyes closed, and his powerful spiritual consciousness spread out…
On Earth, his powerful spiritual consciousness can cover the entire Earth in a single thought.
The Kunlun families didn’t know what Yang Yiyu meant, and thought that Yang Yiyu was going to fly away or order someone to catch those who didn’t come, but they found that Yang Yiyu closed his eyes in place.
…
At this moment, the abbot of the Tantric Temple was meditating in a mountain temple in Tibet. Suddenly, he opened his eyes but was full of fear, opened his mouth but couldn’t make a sound, and then disappeared from the room out of thin air.
When the head of Bashu Emei and several elders were discussing matters, the boy was terrified. In the blink of an eye, he found that the head and several elders had disappeared in the hall…
Similar scenes were being played out in the entire Jiuzhou, deep mountains, or riots… In
Yunmen Square, a scene that frightened everyone appeared.
Less than ten breaths after Yang Yiyu closed his eyes, screams rose in the field…
“Ahhh…”
Everyone looked and saw that a person appeared out of thin air in the field. They were the heads of the major forces. At this moment, their faces were as pale as paper, and there were bloodstains at the corners of their mouths as they screamed.
Kunlun and other heads of the family found that one by one of these people, as long as they were heads of the family, their cultivation was all wasted.
Immortal means…
At this moment, several people present looked at each other, and such a sentence popped up in their minds.
(End of this chapter)
