Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 1149: The Protector Long Yi
I don't know when the young man in yellow put on the fifty-string "Prince's Long Qin" on his back. At this moment, he was floating on a boundary mountain wall. His face was calm, his eyes were calm, and he was quietly looking at the boundary mountain wall that had guarded the world of Kyushu for more than ten million years.

I saw that the Jieshan Great Wall was already riddled with holes, with countless traces of battle left on it, some were sword marks, some were hammer marks, some were from ancient times, some were from just now, and some were bloodstains that had not yet dried.

Looking at the Great Wall that had been rebuilt countless times, the calm eyes of the young man in yellow finally became dim. Wherever he looked, there were dead black-armored soldiers, dead tribesmen, and blood was still flowing...

This battle was extremely brutal. Most of the Black Armor Army was killed or wounded and was almost destroyed.

How many people from this tribe died in the battle on this Great Wall of Jieshan Mountain?

Nobody knows!
This was the most brutal war that the human race in Kyushu had ever experienced since ancient times; it was also the most glorious war that the human race in Kyushu had ever experienced since ancient times.

After all, the ten war cities guarding the void outside the domain were wiped out by the Human Emperor Sword. And Tian Er and Tian San, the two extremely terrifying flag masters, were killed by the returning tribe member Tiandi.

These are the Emperor of Heaven and the Most Powerful Saint Emperor.

At this moment, the young man in yellow just stood there quietly, a little dazed, as if he didn't know where to go.

"Meet Senior Long Yi."

He didn't know when, but a deep voice woke him up and finally brought him back to his senses.

He looked at the Martial King who had come before him, nodded, and said with some sadness: "You're welcome. Where is Yan Qing? I'll... give him a ride..."

"Senior, is there really no other way?"

Emperor Wuwang felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

He was one of the few people in the Jiuzhou race who knew the identity of the young man in yellow. Although the young man in yellow was not the strongest, he was definitely one of the people who lived the longest.

As far as he knows.

Among the human race in Jiuzhou, no one has lived longer than the young man in yellow. Because the young man in yellow is at least from the ancient times...

"I……"

The young man in yellow shook his head and said, "Take me to see him."

Emperor Wu Wang sighed, then led the young man in yellow to the Temple of War God and came to the cave for treatment.

The cave is filled with extremely strong vital energy.

The young man in yellow looked at Yan Qing lying quietly on the jade bed. He hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and reached out to touch Yan Qing's vital pulse.

Close your eyes.

After touching it again and again, the young man in yellow's hands began to tremble.

"Senior, please save Brother Yan." Su Ziyu appeared beside him at some point and asked sincerely, "With Yan Qing's invincibility, he will surely become an emperor one day and protect the human race of Jiuzhou."

The young man in yellow opened his eyes, looked at Su Ziyu with a sad gaze, and said, "I can't save him."

"..."

Su Ziyu looked gloomy.

"What if we bring back the Divine Gate?" The voice of the Emperor Wu Wang came, and the King Wu appeared beside him, "But is there a way? The Divine Gate is..."

"The Divine Gate is only a place of supreme inheritance, not a place of resurrection."

The young man in yellow shook his head.

"Shenmen? What Shenmen? Can Shenmen save Yanqing?"

A rough and loud voice came from the scavenger. Although he had not recovered yet, he was in good spirits and seemed full of energy.

At this moment, he looked at the young man in yellow with some doubt, and asked: "King Wu, who is this?"

"This is Senior Long Yi."

The Martial King Emperor pondered for a moment before introducing him, saying only a name, which was nothing special, and said, "This is the Scavenger, from Tiandi Mountain, with a pair of iron fists that are invincible in the world, and he is from the same school as Master Yan Qing."

The young man in yellow nodded. He had heard of the scavenger.

After all, the scavenger is quite famous.

Besides, there aren't many great emperors among the human race in Jiuzhou. Every birth of an emperor is worth celebrating, isn't it?
He not only knew the Scavenger, but also other great emperors.

We just haven't met.

"Senior Long Yi?"

The scavenger was stunned for a moment, a little surprised. After all, even the King of Martial Arts was called a senior, so he must be an antique that is at least millions of years old. But why had he never heard of him? Moreover, why had he never seen him guard the Jieshan Great Wall for millions of years?

If there was one more emperor in the Jieshan Great Wall, so many tribesmen would not have died.

He suddenly felt a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say it out loud in the end.

Maybe there is a reason.

"Senior Long Yi, is there any way to save Yan Qing?"

The scavenger couldn't help but say.

"no!"

The young man in yellow said, but suddenly he burst into laughter. However, as he laughed, he couldn’t help but burst into tears. He shouted with some sorrow: “Haha, they’re all dead, all dead, I can’t save any of them, hahahaha…”

The sad laughter resounded throughout the cave.

At this moment, the young man in yellow burst into tears. He was the protector of the Divine Gate, but in the end he couldn't save anyone.

Can't protect any one.

There are a total of one hundred and eight generations and one hundred and eight people in the Shenmen, but even Yan Qing was about to die, and he couldn't save or protect him.

Yan Qing is the 108th generation disciple of Shenmen.

The last generation of disciples of God.

Now even Yan Qing is about to die, how can he not be sad.

Of the 108 generations of disciples of the Divine Sect, except for a few who are missing, all the others died in battle. Their tombstones are erected in the Heavenly Monument on the Stone Island...

There are a total of one hundred and three tombstones.

As disciples of the Divine Gate, each of them has extremely powerful fighting power, suppressing the eight wildernesses and six directions, sweeping across the sky, and shocking the stars for eternity.

The peak is reached.

But eventually.

They all turned into tombstones, suppressing the great evil within the heavenly monument...

Even with Yan Qing, there were only five disciples left in the Divine Sect, but some of them were injured, some were imprisoned, and some were disabled. The young man in yellow, who was the protector of the sect, was powerless and could not save them or bring them back.

Some disciples were imprisoned by the gods in eternal darkness, suffering endless pain.

It's like becoming a useless person.

“Haha…Ahhh…”

The yellow-clothed youth was about to collapse mentally. He looked at Yan Qing on the jade bed with a face full of pain, hating himself for being useless and blaming himself for being incompetent. As a protector of the way, he couldn't even protect the last and weakest disciple...

The death of Yan Qing was like the last straw that finally broke the camel's back and crushed Long Yi.

"What kind of protector am I?"

"What qualifications do I have to become a protector?"

At this moment, the young man in yellow shouted in pain. He was suffocated by the oppression of thousands of years. One hundred and eight generations of disciples, each generation was a powerful existence that swept across the world, but in the end, they did not have a good ending.

None of the disciples of God have a good ending.

This is also true for Yan Qing, who has not yet left the world of Kyushu.

"I am the most unsuccessful protector..."

The young man in yellow said this painfully, but did not yell again.

At this moment, he thought of the battle in the Great Thousand Battlefield, where he also failed to protect Yan Qing and let Yan Qing die. But now, is there a miracle? Can Yan Qing come back to life again? In the battle in the Great Thousand Battlefield, in addition to Yan Qing, several young men he was optimistic about also died in the battle.

To be precise, all the young men who entered the battlefield of Daqian died in battle.

Chai Tianmen died in the battle.

Tianqing died in battle.

Shen Yu died in battle.

Yan Qing miraculously came back alive from the battlefield. Is Yan Qing going to die in battle now?
When the young man in yellow fell into great pain, the "Prince's Long Harp" on his back suddenly started to play automatically, as if a pair of invisible hands were plucking the strings frantically.

I saw the strings of the guitar constantly jumping.

It could be hooking, picking, wiping, chanting, gliding, or swiping. The passionate melody suddenly rose, full of the breath of fighting and killing with spears and swords, and filled with an indignant and unyielding feeling that could not be described in words.

"Go for the crown!"

A voice sounded from the cave.

It sounded like the voice of the young man in yellow, but he didn't speak.

But at this moment, the young man in yellow's long hair suddenly flew up, and a burst of tragic anger burst out of his body.

The clothes rustled.

With the passionate sound of the piano, thousands of troops, huge mountains, boundless oceans, etc. suddenly appeared in the cave, but no one knew where they were going, so they rushed around in panic.

The original healing cave instantly turned into the most terrifying battlefield.

All the injured were shocked.

Although the sound of the piano was not directed at them, it made them unable to suppress it. The wounds that had originally healed suddenly burst under the sound of the piano.

"not good!"

Emperor Wu Wang's face changed, and he immediately shouted: "Senior Long Yi, wake up quickly, this is not a battlefield, not a desperate situation!"

but.

Long Yi was trapped in the immense pain and despair that had been suppressed for tens of millions of years, and it was difficult for him to wake up.

The prince's long zither sounded by itself in his pain and despair, bursting out with a desperate blow.

"Angry!"

The originally sorrowful young man in yellow suddenly burst into a burst of rage, prompting the prince to pluck the ninth string of his zither.

He raised his eyes, let out a long roar toward the sky, with a lofty ambition and a strong character.

The young man in yellow roared.

At this moment, in his eyes, it was no longer a cave paradise, but a terrible battlefield at the end of the ancient times.

The battlefield is filled with powerful enemies.

Just try your best.

“Shen Ming!”

"Throw the sword!"

The young man in yellow had empty eyes.

However, his anger was overwhelming, and although his hands remained motionless, the strings of the guitar were beating wildly.

The sounds of the piano became more and more intense.

The cave at this moment was like the most tragic hell. The wind stopped and the clouds stagnated, and all the people and ghosts were silent.

The sound of the piano is like the sound of iron spears.

Shocking.

Weeping ghosts and gods.

"Senior Long Yi!"

Emperor Wu Wang roared while trying to suppress the sound of the piano, but in the end he failed to suppress the sound and almost knocked him over.

The sound of the piano was too terrifying. After all, it was a desperate blow for Long after ten million years.

It represents Long Yi’s strongest attack in his life.

The scene was brilliant and splendid, with spears and swords everywhere!
The scavenger was unable to resist the sound of the piano, so he had to rely on the Martial King Emperor to suppress it, while he quickly sent the injured out of the cave. But in the cave, the terrible sound of the piano seemed to form a domain. Even with the Martial King Emperor suppressing it, he could only suppress part of it, and could not suppress all of it.

This made the scavenger's face change a little. He didn't expect Long Yi to be so terrifying. Could he be at the level of the Emperor of Heaven?
If it is at the level of Heavenly Emperor, why have I never heard of it?

"King Wu, what's going on?"

While the scavenger was sending the injured away, he asked, "Senior Long Yi was crying and laughing for no apparent reason. Was he mentally ill?"

You also say that you are Yan Qing's protector. So, you are Yan Qing's protector, right?

Moreover, I have never heard Yan Qing say that.

"Senior Long Yi lives a life that is too depressing." Emperor Wu Wang sighed and tried to suppress the sound of the piano. "Yan Qing became the last straw that broke the camel's back..."

He had met more than just Yan Qing, a disciple of the Divine Gate, and probably knew some of the disciples' deeds.

"??"

The scavenger still didn't understand, so he asked, "Senior Long Yi, are you a little mentally disturbed?"

"good……"

Emperor Wu Wang sighed.

"What realm is Senior Long Yi in?" The Scavenger became curious. "Is he the Heavenly Emperor or the Most Powerful Saint Emperor?"

"I don't know."

Emperor Wu Wang said, and countless martial arts shadows walked out of his body to suppress the terrifying piano sound.

At this moment, the sound of the piano turned into sharp notes, like demons and monsters walking out of hell, madly wreaking havoc on the world.

This made the scavenger's face change drastically, and he said: "It seems to have become stronger."

"This is Senior Long Yi's desperate attack. If he is allowed to finish playing, not only will the cave heaven turn into ashes, but it will also cause great damage to the War Temple and even affect the Jieshan Great Wall." Emperor Wu Wang's face became solemn. "Moreover, if Senior Long Yi is allowed to finish playing, he will die. Only by stopping him now can Senior Long Yi survive..."

"This……"

The street sweeper was stunned for a moment, and wanted to curse loudly, "What should I do?"

"Senior Feng."

Emperor Wu Wang suddenly roared.

After returning from Heavenly Emperor, he first killed Tian Er and Tian San, then took control of the Human Emperor Sword and destroyed ten giant war cities with one sword.

It seems that he also killed Tianren Tianzun.

Is it still too late?
Even if he makes it in time, Senior Feng will be powerless, right?

"I am coming."

A faint voice sounded, and Feng Qingyan's figure appeared behind them.

After he appeared, the originally extremely terrifying piano sound gradually became softer, but the piano sound was not suppressed or directly cut off.

At this moment, he stretched out his hand to the prince's long zither and began to seize the position of the zither and take over the control of the zither. However, within two breaths, the young man in yellow was still defeated, and finally let Feng Qingyan seize the control of the zither and control the sound of the zither.

The sound of the piano began to become gentle, then cold and deep.

The young man in yellow gradually calmed down, as if he was immersed in the deep sound of the piano, and stood there motionless.

"This Prologue is for you."

However, in the instant Feng Qingyan waved his hand, he input all of the "Prologue" he created into the prince's long zither. Then the prince played the "Prologue" by himself, which gradually made the vitality in the yellow-clothed young man's body flourish.

The soul that was about to dry up also gained vitality.

Feng Qingyan sighed and glanced at Long Yi, not knowing what to say. Finally, his gaze fell on Yan Qing...

"Senior Feng, is Senior Long Yi okay?"

Emperor Wu Wang pondered for a moment and said.

"It's okay for now." Feng Qingyan said, then closed his eyes and began to deduce, how could the Human Emperor die like this?

If the Human Emperor died like this, all the plans would be over, and the human race in Jiuzhou would be almost finished.

The Human Emperor is the most crucial link.

You must not die!

After a moment, he opened his eyes, walked closer, put his hands on Yan Qing, and started to deduce again.

Not long after, he took Yan Qing away from the cave...

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(End of this chapter)