"The third holy tomb?"

"Ha... the old man is joking with you, do you believe it?"

Listening to Qi Ling's words, Yang Yunfan couldn't help but laugh.

He grew up on Moyun Cliff. He knows better than anyone how many holy tombs and holy temples there are in the mountains behind Moyun Cliff.

The third holy tomb is obviously empty!

"What's a joke?" Qi Ling asked dully and puzzled.

His intelligence is still very immature and he does not yet have a clear understanding of many words.

When Yang Yunfan heard this, he also felt that he was very bored. What was there to say to a weapon spirit?

He turned his head, faced the stunned people, smiled slightly and said, "Welcome to Moyun Cliff. Except for the cemetery in the back mountain, everyone can do whatever they want elsewhere."

However, after Yang Yunfan finished speaking, everyone did not move, but looked at him blankly.

After a while, the girl's eye circles began to turn red.

She stepped forward, pulled Yang Yunfan's sleeve pitifully, and said, "Brother Yang, what's wrong with you? Why did the weapon spirit say that you won't live much longer? Are you sick?"

"Brother Yang, are you injured? Is this injury serious? Why don't you tell us? What medicinal materials do you need? I will go up the knife mountain and the sea of ​​​​fire to help you find it!"

Niu Dali is an upright person. He had not noticed anything wrong with Yang Yunfan's body before. Only then did he realize that Yang Yunfan's face had been very pale in the past few days.

Logically speaking, Yang Yunfan's cultivation level is so high that he shouldn't look so weak.

It turns out that Yang Yunfan was injured!

Since he was injured, Yang Yunfan is a miracle doctor with extremely powerful medical skills. He has never been able to cure himself, probably because he did not have suitable medicinal materials.

"Yunfan, if you have anything to do, just tell us. We are all a family, you shouldn't hide anything from us." Huang Tianyi looked at Yang Yunfan, and her heart was filled with sadness.

Ever since Yang Yunfan cured Lin Hongxiu's hidden illness and rescued Huang Tianqi from the hands of Alfonso, the Ghost Sword of Death, she had long regarded Yang Yunfan as a family member.

"Master, what do you want to do? Yulong Shen and I will definitely help you complete it!" Snake Yu, who was always silent, did not ask Yang Yunfan if he could still recover.

He knew Yang Yunfan's character very well.

If Yang Yunfan had a way, he would have been busy these days, thinking about how to cure himself.

However, Yang Yunfan had been staying at home these past few days, quietly enjoying the family reunion. He then understood the seriousness of Yang Yunfan's physical injuries.

Yang Yunfan may not live long!

She Yu wanted to repay Yang Yunfan for his kindness, so he could only help Yang Yunfan fulfill some of his unfulfilled wishes.

"Everyone……"

Yang Yunfan saw that everyone cared about him so much. He was so moved that he almost cried.

At this time, he couldn't help but look away, then he collected himself, raised his head, smiled reluctantly, and changed the subject: "Don't worry, everyone, my injury doesn't matter, I will be fine in a few days. Well, it's rare for everyone to come here

Once I visit Moyun Cliff, I will introduce this place to you."

"Everyone, follow me!"

While talking, Yang Yunfan led everyone towards the back mountain.

"Actually, Moyun Cliff is just that big. There are thirty-six peaks, ranging from big to small, covering hundreds of kilometers. Everyone can see clearly at a glance. In fact, all the secrets of Moyun Cliff are on this back mountain."

"I don't know how many senior saints are buried in this back mountain. Some of the tombs are the tombs of our Moyunya ancestors. For example, this holy tomb is the tomb of the seventy-third generation of our Moyunya ancestors!"

At this time, Yang Yunfan walked a few steps and stopped in front of a small tomb at the foot of the mountain.

There is nothing strange about this tomb. Compared with other tombs, which often have foundations more than ten meters wide, this tomb is only three or four meters wide, which makes it very small.

However, what is strange is that in front of the tomb's stone monument, there are several huge wine tanks that are half a person's height.

"Master said that this patriarch likes to drink the most. He asked me to bring some good wine to him when I have time."

Yang Yunfan said with a smile while taking out dozens of bottles of high-quality Wuliangye from the storage bag.

He poured Wuliangye into the wine jar in front of the stone monument, then clasped his hands together and respectfully apologized: "Master, I have been down the mountain for more than a year. This year, I have kept you waiting for a long time."

"However, my master is not here, so you can drink to your heart's content, and you will never drink low-quality wine mixed with water again."

In this tomb, there are only the clothes and clothes of Patriarch Moyunya.

Yang Yunfan didn't know whether the Patriarch could hear it. He was just trying his best.

However, at this time, as if he heard Yang Yunfan's words, a gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing the Wuliangye in the wine jar, exuding a strong aroma of wine, and filled the foot of the mountain.

"Ancestor, as long as you like it."

Seeing this scene, Yang Yunfan was very happy.

He didn't know what was buried in these holy tombs, but these holy tombs were not dead objects. Sometimes, when he spoke, the other party would give a little reaction.

After being happy for a while, Yang Yunfan felt a little sad in his heart and murmured: "Unfortunately, this is the last time I will honor you. From now on, you can only stop drinking."

As Yang Yunfan spoke, he took out a white handkerchief and wiped the dusty stone tablet for this patriarch.

Then, he stood up and headed towards the third holy tomb at the top.

"well……"

However, just as he stood up, a gust of wind blew, and there seemed to be a long sigh from heaven and earth.

This sigh seemed to come from an extremely far distance and landed in this dimensional world.

"call out!"

Then, the wine in the wine jar suddenly surged up and turned into a human form, holding a slender long sword made of wine, dancing with the wind between heaven and earth!

Immortal dancing with sword!

So beautiful!

Suddenly, Yang Yunfan was also shocked!

After a long time, he came back to his senses.

"The old man said that this ancestor is known as the Wine and Sword Fairy. Offer him more wine. Once he is drunk, he likes to dance with swords... He also said that if I am lucky, maybe I can get this in my dream.

The inheritance of the ancestors.”

Yang Yunfan watched as the wine turned into an immortal sword dance, performing mysterious and unusual sword techniques in the void. Every time a move fell, a strange phenomenon appeared in the void, which was extremely sharp and ever-changing.

It seems that in order to let Yang Yunfan see clearly, this sword move was deliberately slowed down countless times. However, despite this, it was still as fast as lightning.
Chapter completed!