Before I knew it, the moonlight became a little dim.

Thousands of dark clouds floated from nowhere, like black veils, surrounding the bright moon.

The moon seemed a little shy, hiding in the veil and refusing to come out, but occasionally revealing half of its bright pretty face, peeking at everything on the earth.

"The wind is about to rise..." Mo Hanshan took advantage of the last few moonlight and looked at the small notes in his hand, then looked at the dark clouds gathering in the air, and sighed softly.

But I don’t know whether it is sighing at the moon in the sky or the piece of paper in my hand that is as thin as a cicada’s wing.

"Senior Brother, who conveyed the news?" Yan Xi asked softly when she looked at her husband's face a little wrong.

Then he looked at Mo Hanshan's shoulder. At this time, a bird with several long tail feathers but only the size of a sparrow was combing the feathers on his body with its pointed beak.

This little bird, which looks similar to a sparrow, has a scarlet red color all over its body. Under the already very dim moonlight, you can even see the surface of the feathers, with strands of blood-colored mist rising, which looks extremely mysterious.

It seemed as if Yan Xi was looking at it. The blood-colored bird suddenly stopped combing its feathers and looked up at Yan Xi. Its eyes were actually blood-red, like two small and thorough rubies.

A majestic aura suddenly revealed from the bird, rushing like a tide. Yan Xi was shocked and unconsciously moved his eyes away, and shivering began to appear on his skin.

Mo Hanshan seemed to have some senses. When he was about to block this aura for his wife, he found that he was blocking the air. When the aura was about to touch Yan Xi, it suddenly shrank back and then disappeared without a trace.

Yan Xi couldn't help but blink, thinking that she was confused, but she actually saw a smile in the bird's eyes.

But when she was ready and looked at the bird again, she found that the bird had turned around and continued to comb the feathers on her body, and no longer cared about herself.

Mo Hanshan looked solemn, and slowly withdrew his aura, suddenly turned to the bird and said, "I understand. Go back and tell Uncle Yun that I will keep Uncle Ye anyway."

The bird seemed to be able to understand Mo Hanshan's words, stopped combing his feathers, looked at Mo Hanshan with his head slanted, suddenly spread his wings, and slid through a blood-colored mark in the air, disappearing into the night like lightning.

"Senior Brother..." Yan Xi looked at her silent husband with some concern.

Mo Hanshan shook his head, turned to Yan Xi and smiled, "It was the news from Uncle Yun, which introduced the origin of Mr. Ye Da, the founder of Qianshan Pavilion, and how he got the sad bird."

"Didn't someone say before that Mr. Ye came from the Ye family in Yuexi?" Yan Xi felt a little confused.

Mo Hanshan stared at the pale yellow paper note in his hand. I don’t know when, a beautiful hexagonal frost flower suddenly appeared on the paper note. The exquisite patterns were like the dreams on window paper in childhood.

Frost flowers appeared one after another, and a thin layer of ice crystals was quickly laid on the paper strips. Then the ice crystals became thicker and thicker, and finally covered the entire piece of paper strips, like a beautiful jade slip.

An extremely slight "click" sound was heard, and a "jade slip" suddenly cracked in the middle. After a few more light sounds, the subtle cracks began to crawl like spider webs, covering the entire "jade slip".

Mo Hanshan clenched his fist gently, and frost flowers splashed everywhere, flying towards the cliff with the breeze on the mountain road, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Junior sister, those are just speculations. Although Qianshan Pavilion has never denied it, it has never admitted it." Mo Hanshan shook his head and whispered.

Then I watched the cliff that began to turn black after the moonlight disappeared, and I opened my big hand again, but saw that there was nothing in my palm and no water stains. The piece of paper that was placed in the Buddha never appeared.

Yan Xi did not look strange at all, but asked curiously: "Where is Uncle Yun now? Where did he get the exact news?"

Mo Hanshan frowned, as if he was a little unwilling to do so, but finally smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Yun is now in Weiyang City. If we can't keep Uncle Ye here, he will be ready to compete with Uncle Jin in Weiyang City. However, Uncle Jin is extremely powerful between the Grand Canal of Cangwei, and Uncle Yun is not sure that he can compete for him.

As for Mr. Ye’s news…”

Speaking of this, Mo Hanshan hesitated for a moment before he said reluctantly: "It is my unsatisfactory second brother who has made friends with the eldest son of the Ye family in Yuexi. The two have begun to call each other brothers, and they are so lucky that they are about to wear a pair of pants together.

Under the arrangement of the Ye family's legitimate son, the second brother could easily see the Ye family's genealogy. In several abandoned ancient books, he found some secret records circulated by the ancestors of the Ye family, which happened to have records about Mr. Ye."

After saying that, Mo Hanshan immediately felt very regretful and seemed to have said a little more.

Looking at his wife's expression of "If you don't say it, I won't leave", he had to think carefully and see how to explain the matter clearly and try to make it shorter.

After a moment of silence, Mo Hanshan sighed lightly, took off the cloak on his body and draped it on his wife, and gently hugged his wife. Then he began to slowly talk about the news recorded on the note.

Because of his age, no one knows the name of Mr. Ye Da, except for the direct descendants of Qianshan Pavilion.

Even the Ye family in Yuexi, for some unknown reason, is only referred to as "Mr. Ye Da", and even did not include Mr. Ye Da in the genealogy. In the end, it only recorded a separate page on the Ye family genealogy, and the content is extremely simple: Mr. Ye Da, the founder of Qianshan Pavilion, was born in the side branch of the Ye family in Yuexi. Both parents died when they were young, and left the Ye family when they were young.

However, in several ancient books that were already dilapidated, I don’t know which ancestor of the Ye family at that time recorded the name and origin of Mr. Ye Da in a little detail.

Mr. Ye Da’s original name is Ye Wubian, probably because of the meaning of “Wubian fallen trees and sloughing down”. He was indeed from a branch of the Ye family in Yuexi. His father worked abroad for many years and his mother’s identity was unknown. It seemed that he was from the current Tang family in Yuexi. When Mr. Ye Da was young, both died because he was seriously ill, but he left Mr. Ye Da’s wealth with a rich family property.

However, the Ye family is a great family in the martial arts world. Although the martial arts in the clan is not as good as the first-class sects in the martial arts world, it is also considered good. Therefore, they attach great importance to the martial arts qualifications of the children in the clan.

Unfortunately, Mr. Ye Da was extremely qualified to practice martial arts in his youth, and he could even be said to be so bad that he could not be more bad.

It is said that when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he had not even cultivated his internal skills. In addition, he grew up under the care of his old servants and had a somewhat withdrawn personality, so he was often bullied by the children of the eldest son.

Although there were also many elders of the Ye family who were kind-hearted and reasonable at that time, since there were kind-hearted people in this big family, there were naturally unreasonable people. Therefore, although Mr. Ye was protected by several elders, he was often treated by a few playboys who disliked him. He found various reasons and forced to go to a competition, and was finally beaten up.

Finally, I don’t know if the ancestors of the Ye family couldn’t stand it. After convening the elders’ meeting, they decided to use the public property in the clan to purchase the land and real estate left by Mr. Ye’s parents, and then send Mr. Ye to Chunan or Central Plains to establish their own business, which can be regarded as a way to create branches and leaves for the Ye family.

Although it is harder and harder, at least it can avoid the persecution of the dandy players in the family.

Mr. Ye did not object to this. After all, he did not have much attachment to this family. The old servant who had been taking care of him died that year, so he agreed to this solution.

Afterwards, Mr. Ye Da handled the issue of property delivery, he took the old servant's granddaughter, the money given to him by the ancestors of the Ye family and the few pieces of jade left by his parents, and prepared to leave the Ye family and go south to Chunan.

Originally, the matter ended here, but for some reason, those dandy blocked the door of the family and refused to let the two leave. The two sides confronted each other for a long time without any result. The last few dandy said that they insulted the granddaughter of the old servant. In a rage, Mr. Ye showed his might and knocked down the five dandy three.

But he was beaten to the point of blood, his clothes were torn to pieces, and he lay on the ground and could not move. The jade and gold and silver he carried were also scattered all over the ground. In the end, an elder of the clan came after hearing the news, rescued the two of them, and personally escorted them to Hongfeng City in Chunan. After they were completely settled, they returned to Yuexi alone.

After that, Mr. Ye suddenly rose up and fought against Chu Nan invincible. He finally established Qianshan Pavilion and stole Chu Nan's control from the Jing family royal family of the Great Chu.

Speaking of this, Mo Hanshan couldn't help but sigh and said, "I never thought that Mr. Ye Da, the first person in the secret realm in hundreds of years, would have been so bumpy when he was young, hehe..."

"Is that sad Bi the jade left by Mr. Ye's parents..." Yan Xi also sighed a little, but in the end he couldn't help asking.

Mo Hanshan nodded and said, "Yes, according to the recorder's description, there was indeed a round light green jade bi scattered on the ground at that time. Because of its special shape and excellent appearance, I recorded one more note when recording."

Then he said suddenly: "According to Uncle Yun's meaning, it seems that Uncle Ye is the descendant of the elder who escorted Mr. Ye Da back then, so the old master of Qianshan Pavilion treated Uncle Ye like a relative..."

"So that's the case, that's easy to understand." Yan Xi couldn't help but nod.

Then he looked up at Mo Hanshan and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, just frowned slightly, his face a little worried.

"Junior sister, do you want to tell me not to have any objections to my second brother again?" Mo Hanshan said with a wry smile, "But do you know that my second brother is already very self-righteous. This time he happened to find something useful, and from now on he will think he is right."

Speaking of this, Mo Hanshan stopped for a moment, sighed deeply and said, "I also hope that he can do it well, but he is full of thought to learn Uncle Hua, but he is unwilling to practice martial arts well, and he will be bullied sooner or later."

"Isn't it good to learn from Uncle Hua? You see, Junior Brother Fang is the disciple of Uncle Hua. Even the master praised him for being able to surpass you and even surpass the older generation of masters in the future." Yan Xi had no choice but to do his best to comfort her husband.

Mo Hanshan looked into his wife's eyes and said after a long time: "I hope this is the case..."

"Oh, by the way, what was going on with the blood-colored bird just now?" Yan Xi seemed to suddenly remember the scene just now, and patted his towering chest with lingering fear.

Mo Hanshan suddenly let go of his wife, looked at Yan Xi's face with a serious look on his face, and Yan Xi was so scared that he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine, I'm afraid that Uncle Yun's aura will hurt you."

"You mean, the little bird just now was Uncle Yun..." Yan Xi couldn't help but be startled and said chewyly.

Seeing that his wife seemed to be frightened, Mo Hanshan hurriedly hugged his wife again and comforted him: "No, the little bird just now, named Ling Hornbill, is used to convey messages."

"Then, what happened to that aura just now?" Yan Xi seemed a little disbelief and asked hesitantly.

Mo Hanshan thought for a moment and pondered: "That aura is a bit familiar. It seems that it is indeed from Uncle Yun, but it should be that Uncle Yun is attached to the Linghornbill to prevent the Linghornbill from being harmed by other creatures."

"Attached breath? Uncle Yun is a congenital master. Can this little bird not be scared crazy by his breath?" Yan Xi looked stunned and couldn't believe it.

Mo Hanshan touched his wife's hair and said softly: "Other animals are indeed not good, but the spirit hornbill is a unique spiritual object in the world. It seems that he is not afraid of the breath of a master."

Yan Xi then felt relieved and frowned and said, "The Spirit Hornbill? It seems to have a bit of a 'heart-to-heart connection', but our Yunyan Valley has always used the South China Sea swifts to convey messages."

"We are also using the South China Sea Swifts now." Mo Hanshan smiled and said, "The Ling Hornbill is exclusively owned by Uncle Yun. It seems to be related to the skills he practices, and others cannot cultivate them at all."

Yan Xi's face suddenly looked like a look and said softly: "No wonder I've never seen it before. It turned out that it was trained by Uncle Yun's acquired nature. I just said that such a beautiful little bird, if there were really, it would have been sold by someone."

"That's natural. The spirit hornbill is as fast as lightning. Its efficiency is far higher than that of the South China Sea swift. It is fierce and aggressive. Even ordinary falcons are not its opponent." Mo Hanshan smashed his mouth and seemed a little envious. "The most important point is that it can communicate with the trainer's mind, and can even search for some targets within a radius of hundreds of miles for the trainer, which is equivalent to Master Yun having a pair of eyes in the air."

"So amazing, no wonder you're called the Spirit Hornbill. It's true that you have a Spirit Hornbill." Yan Xi couldn't help but exclaim, and she could see that she wanted one very much, "How did it find you?"

Mo Hanshan smiled and shaved his wife's nose, took out a fiery red feather from his arms and said, "I have the feathers of a spirit hornbill. Within a thousand miles, no matter where I am, the spirit hornbill can find me."

Yan Xi snatched the feathers from Mo Hanshan's hand, played with them with love, and said with a giggle: "Senior brother, how should we train the Spirit Hornbill? Or we should cultivate one too."

"This may not work." Mo Hanshan shook his head, "According to ancient books, Ling Hornbill appeared in the Yue tribe more than a thousand years ago, and once in Yingjing decades ago. The third time it appeared in the hands of Uncle Yun. It seemed that it was a product of a certain ancestor of the Yue tribe who practiced special martial arts, so..."

Although Yan Xi was puzzled, her understanding was that as long as she practiced a certain technique, she could cultivate the spirit hornbill. Therefore, she shook Mo Hanshan's hand and said with a coquettish voice: "Senior brother, why don't we ask Uncle Yun to teach us that special technique, okay?"

Mo Hanshan's mouth twitched, his face showed awkward expression, and then he seemed to have a cold war. He was about to explain to his wife that the special technique was in the end, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the road at the exit north of Lianshan Town in the distance, walking forward like a ghost along the road.

The black dot suddenly stopped, as if looking around in four directions, and looking a little hesitant, Mo Hanshan was shocked and immediately turned his eyes away, only daring to glance at the black dot with his outlook.

After a while, the black dot seemed to find nothing. He stood there for a long time before walking forward again, looking at the direction that he was heading towards Lianyun Valley Road.

"Junior sister, you go back and get the weapon first. It should be Uncle Ye who came out." Mo Hanshan let go of Yan Xi without hesitation and whispered, "Don't stare at Uncle Ye."
Chapter completed!