History's Top Sect Leader

Dazed, dizzy, and pitch black in front of his eyes, this is how Ye Wen feels now. He can't even feel his body and limbs, as if he has become a severely paralyzed patient. (Apex Fiction hand-written novel)

He didn't know what happened, and he couldn't remember what caused him to become like this.

But then, the sharp pain from his chest made him tremble, followed by a feeling of lightness and weightlessness, followed by the impact from his back and the loud noise from his ears, which made him recover a little. Some sanity.

boom!

Compared with the feeling of being stuffed in a jar just now, Ye Wen now feels pain all over his body, but what is gratifying is that he can finally feel the existence of his body.

It's just that his physical condition doesn't seem to be very good, the physical pain is second to none, and his mind fell into a trance again after being awakened for a while by the pain just now. back into the dark.

In a trance, a young woman in an ancient dress looked at him with a complicated expression. Ye Wen thought at that moment: Am I dead?Could this fairy-like beauty be a ghost messenger who came to collect her soul?Such a slightly inexplicable idea.

Before he even had time to laugh at his inexplicable thought, his eyes went dark again, and he fell into the darkness again...

Just after Ye Wen fainted, a person suddenly stepped forward, and slashed at Ye Wen with a big knife in his hand. If it wasn't for the woman whom Ye Wen regarded as a fairy, she stretched out her long sword and struck the long knife Crooked, and slashed to the ground by rubbing Ye Wen's arm, I'm afraid Ye Wen really returned to the underworld before he understood what was going on.

"My senior brother is already in a coma, do you want to kill them all?" The woman in ancient costume swung the long sword in her hand, and her willow eyebrows were erected, which was quite imposing.

Even the man who had just sent Ye Wen flying with his palm, and then wanted to rush forward to make up for it, was shocked by the woman's aura and dared not go forward casually on the spot.

The two confronted each other for a while, and then the man swung the big knife in his hand, then put it on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Xia Ning is joking, we are here only for a martial arts competition, but we are not here to kill anyone! It's just that we won now." If you lose, you get points, this lottery..."

"Senior brother and I will abide by the agreement!"

After saying that, he retracted the long sword in his hand into the scabbard, then walked to the side of the fainted Ye Wen, looked at it for a while with a tangled face, then helped him up with a long sigh, and left here with half-carrying and half-supporting on one shoulder .

And from behind came messages like "This is the head of the Shushan faction? It's really trash!" "Brother Zhang knocked this kid unconscious with only three moves. Such a guy can also become a leader of the faction." Venerable?" "Not to mention anything else, just three tricks to lose the territory of your own sect, there is no need for such a sect to exist..." "It's a pity for that woman, I didn't expect that there would be such a small sect. Such stunning..."

Waiting for the words to make her feel very complicated, she asked in a low voice: "Master... why did you pass the position of master to senior brother?" But she didn't know who she was asking.

……

Ye Wen, who was in a coma, felt uncomfortable all over his body, and kept dreaming. These dreams seemed to be about the same person, but they were fragmentary and incoherent. He couldn't put these messy things together at all. Connect together.

The only thing he can remember clearly are some scenes of practicing kung fu, maybe this has something to do with his previous experience.

As Ye Wen, who was born at the end of the [-]th century and grew up at the turn of the century, his growth experience is no different from that of most young people.

Kindergarten, preschool, elementary school, middle school and even university—if there is no accident, in fact, he will officially enter the society and start a new life after the summer.

The only difference from most people is that Ye Wen has been good at martial arts since he was a child. This made Father Ye, who was expecting him to study hard, and deliberately used the word "Wen" as his son's name, very helpless.

From childhood to adulthood, he has never let go of what he can learn about karate and tai chi. Although the things taught in many places are ostentatious and can't be used to fight with people, but this kid can't stand it. Go out and fight with people every now and then to grow own experience.

This situation became more serious after Father Ye, who single-handedly brought him up, passed away in an accidental car accident, and even almost caused a catastrophe at one point.

But luckily, this kid got on the right path in the end and was admitted to the university, and he kept a low profile in the university, and didn't get into any trouble again.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he was about to graduate, he didn't know what happened after drinking with his friends. Ye Wen, who opened his eyes drowsily, looked back and forth for a while , still unable to connect the environment he was in with what happened a few days ago.

Sitting up from the bed, the hard touch under his body did not make him feel awkward. He was used to sleeping on soft beds, and he had never experienced what it would be like to lie on such a hard bed.

This time, under such inexplicable circumstances, he experienced it by accident: the feeling is not so bad.

Looking at himself, he felt that he seemed different, but he also felt that the hands in front of him were very familiar to him. This situation did not come to an accurate conclusion until he noticed the bronze mirror not far from the bed.

"Who is this?" What was reflected in the bronze mirror was not his familiar face. Although this face was chic and handsome enough to make his former self feel jealous, he was not at all happy.

The information reflected from the mirror was enough for him to understand that he was no longer the 'self' he was familiar with, and he had become another person completely inexplicably.

"Damn it, did I meet the legendary possessed body?"

After sitting for a long while, it was enough for this young man of the new era, who had been bombarded by Internet articles, to understand his current situation. At the same time, he also remembered his short sobriety before.

"Obviously, this guy was beaten to death, and at that moment I took over this body!"

Looking at his hands, the seemingly slender palms had a layer of calluses, especially the calluses on the tiger's mouth were very obvious.

Other than that, there was nothing special about these hands. If one were to talk about the strength of these hands, Ye Wen even felt that they were not as good as his fists that had gone through countless street fights in his previous life.

After pinching his hands, Ye Wen's attention was attracted by the ring on the index finger of his left hand.

Originally, he thought it was just an ordinary iron ring, because it didn't have any patterns on it, and it didn't look like gold or silver, so he didn't pay much attention to it at first.

It's just that when he squeezed his fist hard just now, he suddenly felt something in his body was sucked into it.

"what is this?"

Just before he understood what was going on, he saw a blur in front of his eyes, and at the same time a thin piece of cloth suddenly appeared by his hand, and then fluttered down to the ground.

Ye Wen was stunned for a while, because he was absolutely sure that there was absolutely nothing in his hand, and his sleeve was not short, so where did this piece of cloth come from?

Finally, his eyes stopped on the ring, because he felt something in his body was drawn by it the moment before the cloth piece appeared, and even made his not-so-good body feel a burst of collapse.

"Could it be my blood that this thing sucked?"

He had obviously lost his life once (otherwise, how could he wear it with a soul? If he wanted to wear it, he would also wear it with his body). Ye Wen cherished his second life, which he picked up for nothing, so his fear of the unknown made him feel very concerned about himself. My little life is in a hurry.

When he was sure that his life would not be threatened, he might think of the thin piece of cloth that had fallen to the ground.

After taking off the ring, Ye Wen carefully inspected the place where he was wearing the ring just now, but still found nothing abnormal, nor did he see any bleeding wounds.In addition, he didn't find anything like a blood-sucking needle inside the ring.

There was no abnormality on the surface, so Ye Wen put his mind down a little, and put the ring back on at the same time.And it wasn't until this time that he was in the mood to see what the piece of cloth that popped up just now was...

However, perhaps it was fate that Ye Wen would not be able to see what the piece of cloth was today. Just as he was putting on the ring, the door of this small room was pushed open.

The beauty in ancient costume who had caught a glimpse during her short sobriety came in with a bowl of soup medicine. As soon as the door opened, Ye Wen frowned at the pungent smell of Chinese medicine.

Also frowning was the woman holding the medicine. Maybe she didn't expect her senior brother to be able to get out of bed and walk around so quickly, so she was also a little surprised that her senior brother didn't pay attention to her body.

"Brother, your injury is not fully healed yet, how can you come down and walk casually? What if the internal organs are involved and the injury worsens?"

"It's okay, I feel that there is nothing wrong with my body..." It's a pity that Ye Wen's body is too weak. Just as he was about to stretch his arms and kick his legs to show that he was fine, a sharp pain came from his chest and hit his forehead. There were bursts of cold sweat.

Seeing such a scene, the woman in ancient costume could only sigh helplessly, and then helped Ye Wen back to the bed.

"Senior brother, that day you got Zhang De's palm on your chest, and you have injured your viscera. Although there is no danger of your life, you still need to take good care of it to recover, so as not to leave any hidden diseases."

While talking, he handed the soup to Ye Wen for him to drink, and at the same time kept talking about the injury Ye Wen suffered that day: "And when I asked the doctor to check it for you, I found that you also have a The wound, maybe it was hit by something when Zhang De slapped it into the air, the doctor asked me to ask if you felt any discomfort in your head after waking up?"

While pinching his nose and pouring soup into his stomach, he was thinking about the current situation in his head.

Obviously, Ye Wen traveled to an environment that was similar to or was basically ancient China, and the woman in front of him should be from the same sect as him, or his junior sister.

However, from the conversation, he could sense that this cheap junior sister didn't seem to be friendly to him, from his own body being beaten up to being seriously injured, and this junior sister didn't care about himself at all when he talked about it. You can see it when you feel it.

"It seems that this body didn't do well in the sect before... I don't know if that cheap master will stand up for me?"

Thinking of this, Ye Wen felt that he should find out more information about this body, at least he had to know something about his sect.

"It's nothing, it's just that I can't remember many things... Junior sister, where are we now? But we are back in the sect?"

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the woman in front of him became very strange, and at the same time, the look in Ye Wen's eyes made him quite uncomfortable, and even made him suspect that he had said something wrong: "Could it be that I said something wrong?"

"Brother, could it be that you forgot that because you lost that competition, our sect is gone!" When he said this, he looked resentful. The penetrating crackling sound of Cheng's fists already explained many things.

"Why did our sect disappear when I lost the competition?" Ye Wen's head hadn't turned around for a while, he didn't understand what his loss had to do with his sect.

unless……

Hearing Ye Wen's question, the woman in front of her was full of surprise, and even the monstrous anger just now disappeared. "Senior brother, could it be that you forgot that you are the seventh head of this sect!"

"Hand... the master?"

Ye Wen's face turned ugly. He did think of this possibility just now, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Seeing her senior brother's reaction didn't look like a fake, the woman finally confirmed that her senior brother was injured too badly, and she was afraid that she had the disease of leaving the soul. "Brother, do you still remember who you are?"

"I..." Ye Wen looked at the woman in front of him. He really didn't know anything except that he seemed to be the head of a faction and that this beauty was his cheap junior sister.He couldn't even remember the original name of this body.

'Damn it, why can't you absorb the memory of this body when you time travel? '

While slandering in his heart, he asked with a wry smile, "Who am I?"

Hearing her senior brother's questioning like this, the woman's face became more and more bitter, and her heart became even more painful.But when he thought of Zunshi's death, he had to force a smile and replied: "Senior brother, you and I are the last two disciples of our sect. Before Zunshi passed away a month ago, he passed on the position of master You, do you remember all of these?"

Ye Wen made a painful meditation, then shook his head firmly.

The woman took a deep breath: "Then do you still remember me? I am your Junior Sister Ning!"

"rather?"

There was a thunderbolt and buzzing in Ye Wen's mind, and he almost passed out again.It was because he heard this information from Junior Sister Ning in front of him made him think of a terrible possibility.

There are only two people left in the whole school, I am the head, she is my junior sister, her surname is Ning...

"My surname is Yue?"

Ye Wen had a mournful face, he thought of a certain great master who even gave up his everything in order to revitalize the sect.

It is worthy of congratulations that Junior Sister Ning replied with a strange expression: "Yue? Brother, your surname is Ye, and like me, you are an orphan picked up by the master from the mountain. Because you like reading since childhood, you named it 'Wen' .”

"Ye Wen?"

Ye Wen didn't expect that the person he possessed had the same name and surname as him, but the personality experience was very different.Now that I have replaced it, I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune.

"Then junior sister, your full name is...?"

Now that he has lost his memory, Ye Wen doesn't mind going through it to the end. Anyway, he doesn't know anything now, and he doesn't care about what he wants to ask.

"My name is Ning and my name is Ruxue!" When Ning Ruxue mentioned her name, she seemed to think of something, but when she answered, she was not as crisp and sharp as before, but she was as shy as an ordinary woman.

Ye Wen only thought that in ancient times women were not good at telling people their names, so they were shy, but they didn't know that Ning Ruxue was like a man since she was a child, and she acted crisply and neatly, which was completely different from women at this time.She would find it hard to say, whether she remembered her name or her senior brother helped her choose it back then. (It’s not for nothing that the man who ascended to heaven likes to read since he was a child)

It's just that these have become the past, and Ye Wen didn't know the details, so he didn't find it strange. Ning Ruxue also quickly forgot other things and focused on talking about the current situation with her senior brother.

Without saying a word, Ye Wen finally figured out his current situation.

There was a cheap master who died a month ago.

The sect is called the Shushan School, and I am the head of the Shushan School—but after losing the competition two days ago, I lost both my signboard and the land.

There are only two people in the sect - myself and Junior Sister Ning in front of me.

To put it simply, he has nothing but a junior sister who doesn't seem very friendly to him.

After figuring out the situation, the two were relatively silent. Ning Ruxue saw her senior brother sitting there with her head bowed and not speaking, and vaguely saw her useless and unmotivated senior brother again.

This senior brother has been inferior to himself in everything since he was a child, his martial arts are not as good as his, and he procrastinates in doing things.

However, the master didn't know why he had to pass the position of head to the senior brother. She thought she would be the new head, and at the same time, she also believed that she could carry forward the Shushan faction.

pity……

"Could it be because I'm a daughter?" Thinking that all the heads of the sect were men, Ning Ruxue couldn't help but think of the reason.

However, she still refused to accept it. Could it be that a woman can't become the leader of a faction?What's more, in today's Jianghu, although there are not many sects where women are respected, there are also many sects, and there are also those sects that accept both male and female disciples.How could this small family of ours be so rotten?

It's just that the master's order cannot be disobeyed. Before the master passed away, the head of the master was passed on to the senior brother by name, and she could not disobey the master's will.Now that things have happened, she can only choose to obey her master's order: "Senior brother, the master said that the important task of revitalizing our sect will be entrusted to you..."

Ye Wen couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, because he felt as if he had heard this before.But before he could react, his celestial-looking junior sister said something that stunned him.

"If you can't do it, give me the headship as soon as possible!" After speaking, no matter how Ye Wen reacted, he turned around and left the room with his empty bowl.