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"I'm sorry, mother has never confided my real identity to you..."

"I know." In the 600 years Yan Juntao experienced in his previous life, it was enough for him to know many secrets.

"You know? How do you know? What did the old man surnamed Lu of the Tianyan Sect tell you?! He was only...cough, seeing my senior sister is like a mouse meeting a cat. Mother has a way to help Get rid of him!" After exposing her true self, Mrs. Yan even changed the name of the head of the Tianyan Sect, Lu, and the usual drama can be said to be quite enough.

"The head of the sect has treated me very well, but he has always refused to allow me to be a teacher."

"Hmph, he does have some self-knowledge." Mrs. Yan couldn't help but shake Yan Juntao, who was small and soft everywhere, "My son is a person who has become a celestial being and has great fortune. How can he be trapped in Heguang? , the same world as the dust.”

"It's pretty good here." At least it won't collapse, and there is an upper bound in the middle of the incident as a buffer.

Mrs. Yan sighed for a long time, exhaled like orchid, her skin like creamy fat, raised her catkin, and touched her son's delicate face pitifully, neither like her nor like Mr. Yan: "I used to only say that you are as beautiful as jade." I have a similar appearance, but I don’t think I even have a similar nostalgic heart, it’s so good, my Tao Tao is so good.”

Yan Juntao wisely did not ask "like what".

"So, what happened in the sect?" Mrs. Yan was very persistent.

"Everything is fine in the sect, the head is fine, the elders are fine, and the nephews and nephews are also very good." Yan Juntao's seniority in the Tianyan Sect is so high for some reason, "My son is just..."

In fact, Yan Juntao is already in the catastrophe period, and has reached the last 20 years of his ascension.

In fact, at this time in his previous life, Yan Juntao was already in seclusion, hitting the upper realm, experiencing the transformation from a cultivator to an immortal.As a result, after less than 20 years of retreat, Yan Juntao, at the age of 73, the youngest in the world of thousands of dharmas, has ascended to the upper realm. Since then, everyone has praised it, but no one can surpass it The presence.

The timing of Yan Juntao's rebirth in this life is rather subtle, just when he just started retreating.

As soon as he opened his eyes, after calculating the cause and effect several times, he interrupted himself neatly.Under the influence of the innate spirit body, although he failed to become obsessed as he wished, at least he kept his cultivation within the range that he could suppress as much as possible.Except for head Lu, no one knew that the purpose of Yan Juntao's retreat this time was for ascension, and no one was surprised that he suddenly woke up from the retreat.

wrong!

In fact, there is another person who knows.

It was the person who was inexplicably remembered by Yan Jun and Tao Shengsheng at the end.Before the retreat, the man gave Yan Juntao a maze that would never lose his way, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and he couldn't speak the truth.

After being reborn, Yan Juntao finally recalled that person's name.

Rong Xisui, that Rong Xisui of Rong Xisui.A casual cultivator of unknown origin, with profound realm and unpredictable Taoism, can come and go freely in the forbidden area of ​​the main peak of Tianyan Sect, but it does not exist in the records of Tianyan Sect.Yan Juntao only knew that even headmaster Lu would call out "senior" respectfully with lowered eyebrows when he saw Rong Xisui.

Until his ascension to the upper realm, Yan Juntao respected the other party as "Senior Rong" in a respectful manner with the head of the sect, but with a little more intimacy of friendship.

In Yan Juntao's peaceful student life like an ancient well, he unexpectedly has a good relationship. When he is not in retreat, there are always people coming to chatter. Yan Juntao never gets annoyed. He sits quietly and listens quietly. The other party talked to himself, and finally sent the fellow daoist away quietly.

The beginning of this habit comes from Senior Rong who always comes uninvited.

After Yan Juntao finally got used to Senior Rong——Yan Juntao's first Taoist friend among his apprentices—Yan Juntao ascended.

But Rong Xisui, who has always been inseparable from Yan Juntao and Mengmeng, cut off his righteousness with Yan Juntao on the day when Yan Juntao really crossed the catastrophe and became a fairy, and turned away decisively, not even watching Yan Juntao climb the ladder Ken.

Just like Rong Xi's unpredictable personality, turning his face is the most ruthless.

In this life, when Yan Juntao abruptly interrupted the retreat and came out of the cave, the first thing he saw was naturally the tall and standing Rong Xisui.He kept pursing his lips, staring closely at Yan Juntao's retreated cave, as if death was at home, as if he was expecting something.Tea-white cassock with billowing corners, standing in the distance under a kind of weird thin tree that is evergreen in winter and summer and has branches like bamboo.The green shade is like an umbrella, and there is no wind to move automatically, only the soft but constantly tearing autumn leaves, rustling down like a string like a belt.

Yan Juntao found out that he had made a mistake in his previous life, and Rong Xi was not only good-looking, but not particularly good-looking, but so good-looking that he couldn't describe it, and maybe even a saint would be ashamed of it.

This time, what was waiting for Yan Juntao was not turning around like a stranger and refusing to say a word, but a smile that made the world eclipse and time wanted to stop for it. Unbelievable Guanghua, he softly broke the silence: "You, really came back."

***

At the same time, in the border area of ​​Zoutu, the stars are hanging down the plains, and the moon is flowing in the river.A group of deep mountains floating in the air rose from the ground under the great magic power.In an instant, the drums and horns blared loudly, the earth shook and the mountains shook, like a giant who lifted up the sky from ancient times, sighing for thousands of years.

The dark mountains, lakes with water and phosphorus, and dense forests composed of thousands of years old trees are looming in the mist.Birds chirping at Danbi, apes whistling at Qingya, breaking through secluded streams and pines.A huge sword that could not be hugged by ten people descended from the sky, and slanted fiercely into the peak of the highest mountain, but it did not divide the mountain in half.On the sky covered with dark clouds, a huge purple palm formed by gathering spiritual power appeared, clasped the hilt of the sword, and turned the silver body lightly...

The entire mountain cracked open in an instant, and with the deafening deafening surprise, the disintegrated stones rolled down along the mountain in the overwhelming sword energy, shaking the earth, like a ghost complaining.

The five nine-star sects scattered in the two worlds thousands of miles away, all have Taishang elders who have retreated for many years and have been raised in the forbidden area of ​​Houfeng. They opened their eyes and vomited blood.

"Hurry up, report to the master! Someone has awakened a corner of the Heaven Shaking Immortal Sword Formation..."

Still at the edge of Zou Tuyu, an expert in black robes and mysterious bottom stepped on the moon, and in the dark purple sword energy soaring to the sky, he awakened the giant who had been sleeping underground here with the power of the nine secluded worlds.

"Finally—" A hideous, rotting evil ghost giant crawled out of the scorched ground little by little, his body was stiff, but his movements were swift.He knelt on the muddy ground, with tears streaming down his face, looking up to the sky and howling.

"Shut up!" The black-robed young man turned his strength into a sword, hanging in the air, the corners of his clothes fluttering, billowing with anger.His magnetic voice was neither powerful nor terrifying, but it made the evil ghost giant really dare not make any more sound, as if someone had instantly strangled his neck, willingly strangled his neck.

"Lord." Its eyes were obsessed, and it respected silently.

"Where is the burial coffin?" the young man asked.

The gigantic evil ghost leaned over slightly, expressing its intention to lead the way for the other party in silent words. Every step it took would leave huge footprints in the forest, birds and birds would startle, and strange beasts would walk away.When the evil spirit finally found the place where the formation was emitting an ominous light, it knelt down on the ground again, raised its hand and thrust straight towards its own chest without hesitation, black blood spurted out, Wherever it goes, the light shines.

It wasn't until all the light became a painting, and the dark burial coffin, sealed with bloody letters on yellow paper and filled with inscriptions of unknown meaning, burst out of the evil spirit's body little by little.The pain here is self-evident, but the evil ghost can't make a sound for a long time, and even has a smile that can barely be regarded as a smile on his face all the time, his eyes like will-o'-the-wisps are staring straight at the direction of the black-robed man, full of fanaticism.This is what God ordered it to keep for thousands of years, and there is no safer place than its huge body.

When the last drop of black blood of the evil ghost giant was drained, the sky burial coffin was finally completely unsealed.It closed its eyes contentedly, and the black-robed man came slowly in the air, and with a wave of his sleeves, the coffin lid slowly opened.

Inside the coffin lay a person exactly like the young man in black.With a high nose and deep eyes, a sinking waist and pan temples, she is as quiet as an ink painting.

The moment the black-robed young man stretched out his hand, the person lying in the coffin suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, blasting his soul with the momentum of thunder, and wanted to die with the black-robed young man who looked exactly like himself.

The young man in black didn't move at all, he just said disdainfully, "You can't control yourself."

The mana swayed round and round through the sound, easily resolving the counterattack of the man in the coffin that had been accumulated for thousands of years and fought with the power of his soul.The man in the coffin finally dissipated between heaven and earth unwillingly, but his spiritual power returned to the young man in black little by little, and all the magic weapons of the man in the coffin were in the hands of the young man in black.

The young man hooked his lips and finally showed an innocent smile like a child waiting for praise. He got everything he wanted.

That person must be very happy.

With another wave of his sleeves, the evil ghost giant was buried in the black soil together with the sky burial coffin again, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, never to be seen again.The giant sword that seemed to be able to split the sky and the earth began to automatically rotate in reverse, and was pulled out from the peaks little by little, and the endless mountains retracted again until they disappeared completely.The floating mountains that cover the sky and the sun, and the deep water pools where the springs gush and reflect the moon, are like a dream of yellow beams, which no longer exist.

The Supreme Elders of the five sects also showed disbelief at this time. No matter how they were executed and calculated, they couldn't feel any aura shaking the Heavenly Immortal Sword Formation.

Like an overly creepy joke.

After the joke, what should life be like, or be like.

Only the head of the Tianyan Sect seemed to look in the direction of Zou Tu's domain. He probably understood what was going on, but...who would believe it!

Senior Rong, don't tell me that you are making such a big battle, you just want to get an old thing to help Jun Tao complete a trivial sect task!

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Senior Rong said: I didn't take one piece, thank you, I took N pieces.