Volume 2 Chapter 272 Broken Sword Mountain

Broken Sword Mountain.

There are 12 peaks in total.

Looking down from a high place, the mountains stand tall, with twelve small peaks surrounding the main peak like stars surrounding the moon.

The main peak rises into the sky, its highest point submerged in the clouds, and a silver waterfall falls from halfway up the mountain.

The splashing water blooms colorful rays of light in the sunlight.

From afar you can see the sun through the clouds, but from close up you can't look straight ahead if you look up, and from time to time you can hear the low cries of cranes and spirit birds flying by.

The paths around are paved with bluestone, but are overgrown with grass. There are countless pavilions and buildings, but they are covered with moss.

It can be seen that Broken Sword Mountain was once prosperous, but it can also be seen how decadent Broken Sword Mountain is now.

Ye Tingmu walked among them, frowning from time to time.

With the end of the battle between the Immortal Emperors, the mountains were no longer as silent as before, and the sound of "baa" could be heard from time to time.

At this point, Ye Tingmu also understood that the chaotic sounds all over the mountains and fields that Baili Qianqiu mentioned were most likely referring to this sheep.

It made him feel unnatural and like he was being fooled.

Baili Xun was always walking in front without any haste, with no intention of flying in the air. He slowly climbed up the peak in front of him with his staggering steps.

Ye Tingmu looked around, and finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Senior, may I ask, how many people are there in your clan?"

"Including me, there are seven of us."

"Forehead!"

An inexplicable embarrassment came over Ye Tingmu, and he couldn't express the feeling in words at this moment.

There are seven people, so including myself and Qiqi, there are only 10 people in total. The future is worrying.

But fortunately, with the protection of the great formation and my own invincible plug-in, I can still do it.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, continued to move towards the top of the mountain.

Ye Tingmu asked some questions from time to time, and Baili Xun always answered directly.

This surprised Ye Tingmu a little. After all, subconsciously, he thought that Baili Qianqiu's master was a big liar. Now it seems that he is still very reliable.

All we can say is that Baili Qianqiu grew up in a crooked way and did not inherit the good qualities of his master.

Soon, the two arrived halfway up the mountain.

There are fewer weeds here, and the several large houses are no longer covered with vegetation like the pavilions we saw along the way. This must be where the people from Broken Sword Mountain live.

At this moment, looking at the end, I did see several figures standing there.

Three of the figures looked particularly familiar, and were waving and shouting at him.

Ye Qiqi even came trotting over, shouting.

"Brother, Qiqi is here."

With small legs and small steps, he ran very fast.

Baili Jianhan quickly warned, "Qiqi, slow down."

As for Baili Rou and Baili Mu, they looked at the strange figure in front of them with curiosity, with surprise between their brows.

What puzzled them was not Ye Tingmu himself, but the fact that the green coffin was too eye-catching. At this moment, when the sun shone on it, the coffin exuded a different kind of luster, like a moving giant gem.

Baili Rou said, "It's confirmed. It's definitely a funeral. A coffin-carrying person in the human world. I thought it was an abstract description in the book of the world, but I didn't expect it to be a real-life portrayal. He really is carrying a coffin."

Baili Mu nodded in agreement, not forgetting to add, "It's still green."

"Uh-huh."

At this time, Ye Tingmu saw Qiqi jogging towards him, with a smile on his face and eyes full of spring breeze. He put down the coffin and opened his arms.

He then picked up Qiqi and held her above his head.

"Fly."

“Hehe…”

"How's it going, Qiqi, do you miss big brother?"

"A little, but not much, hehe."

"You little rascal."

Not long after, while he was playing with Qiqi, the other four people also surrounded them.

Plus a black and white dog.

Ye Tingmu put Qiqi down and looked up at the people in front of him.

A touch of red bumps instantly attracted his attention. His Adam's apple rolled three times involuntarily, and he sighed in his heart, Baili Qianqiu, you are not lying to me, this is really big.

And she looks good too, nice and pleasing to the eyes.

"Come, let me introduce you to everyone. This is the one I mentioned when I introduced the sect to Huluo... No, this is the junior fellow apprentice I recruited for the sect, Zang."

"Hello!"

"This is Baili Rou, the senior sister of Broken Sword, and the chief steward of Broken Sword Mountain."

Ye Tingmu nodded, smiled and greeted, then followed Baili Qianqiu and called out, "Big Sister."

Then Baili Qianqiu pointed at Baili Mu standing beside him and introduced him.

"This is our eldest senior brother, the second in command of Broken Sword Mountain. He is extremely talented and will soon be 1,000 years old. He is one step away from being an Immortal Emperor. As for his appearance, I won't say much. As you have seen, he is the best in ancient and modern times." Baili Qianqiu said this in a mean way, and did not forget to flatter him harshly.

Ye Tingmu also looked at the man in front of him. He was wearing a coarse white robe, with his hair casually tied up, and the strands of hair were scattered on his cheeks and forehead.

He has a delicate face and medium skin color, and his body is no different from himself in the lower world, neither fat nor thin, but he always gives people a lazy feeling, as if he hasn't woken up yet. But the smile on his mouth makes people feel comfortable. He is in the late stage of Immortal King realm and the early stage of Immortal King realm. It seems that these two should be the representatives of martial arts value among the younger generation of Broken Sword Mountain.

"Hello, Senior Brother."

"Zang, welcome to Broken Sword Mountain."

A few people exchanged polite words.

Baili Xun's voice came over.

"Everyone is here, come in, let's talk about something."

Hearing this, Ye Tingmu looked around.

Then he asked, "Xiao Baili, didn't your master say there were seven people on Broken Sword Mountain? Where are the other two?"

Seeing the senior brothers and sisters looking at him, Baili Qianqiu imitated the old man and coughed, "You are disrespectful. You should call me Third Senior Brother."

"Don't rely on me. I'm asking you a question. Can you tell me?"

Baili Qianqiu stopped pretending and pointed in front of him, "Aren't these all here?"

After saying that, he ran into the house first.

Ye Tingmu was left a little confused, everything was there.

Qiqi held her head high and said, "Yes, they're all here. Let me count for you, big brother. One, two, six, plus the skinny uncle, that makes seven."

Even though Ye Tingmu was stupid, he understood at this moment that the seven people Baili Xun mentioned included himself and Qiqi.

It seems that my previous judgment was too arbitrary, but it is indeed not wrong.

"Okay, junior brother, let's go in." Baili Rou on the side greeted Ye Tingmu enthusiastically.

Ye Tingmu naturally didn't want to dwell on such things. After all, there was no essential difference between 9 and 7. They were both odd numbers and single digits anyway.

However, when he passed the corner, he saw the big black and white spotted dog.

I feel terrible.

He subconsciously rubbed his eyes, a look of disbelief on his face.

Because from his perspective, the realm of the dog in front of him was actually the perfect realm of the Demon Emperor.

This made him gasp.