My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Wei Tianli waved his big palm, ignoring the sect's ban on flying away, rolled up Jingyue and headed towards Baiwu Peak.

There, it is the place where the ancestor Ye Ye of the Cold Cloud Sect practiced.

Jing Yue felt the wind whistling in his ears, and Lan Feng kept screaming in his consciousness.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Jing Yue: "..."

I really want to seal its beak forever!

When everything subsided, he actually saw his little apprentice again after 1 years.

In his memory, he watched his little apprentice grow from a child with drooping temples to a handsome young man, but in the blink of an eye, his beard and hair were all white, and his face was covered with dust.

Jing Yue's heart was surging, and he blurted out: "Little crying bag, are you here all right?"

The Yiye Patriarch who was sitting at the top originally acted like an immortal, but after hearing the word "Little Crying Bag", he suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth, as if mentally retarded.

"You you you, who are you?!"

"I am your master."

"Master—" Yiye was so excited that his buttocks left his seat, but he quickly sat down again, and said in a steady tone, "How do you prove it?"

"You really want me to prove it?"

Jingyue swept Yiye's side meaningfully, there was still a man and a woman standing in the hall, both of them were in the stage of returning to the Void, so they should be the other two ancestors of the Cold Cloud Sect.

He has already learned from the bookstore that now the Cold Cloud Sect has two patriarchs in the Void Returning Stage besides Yiye in the Transcending Tribulation Stage.Below them are the four elders of the Dongtian stage, and more than ten elders of the Zifu stage, including Wei Tianli.

Yiye didn't reply, just raised his chin slightly.

Jing Yue couldn't help laughing, his apprentice was still the same as when he was a child, when he was guilty, he always liked to raise his chin slightly, his eyes looked down, and he looked like "I don't care", very cute.

"Okay." Jing Yue Qing coughed, and spoke very fast: "You wet the bed at the age of three, you peeked at Fairy Wuchen taking a bath at the age of six, and you were chased halfway up the hill by nine dogs and beasts at the age of eight—"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Seeing that Liuyun, Liufeng, and Head Wei all had "what did I hear? Am I hallucinating" expressions, Yiye twitched the corners of his mouth.But he couldn't sit still anymore, he strode up to Jing Yue, but was silent for a long time before asking: "...are you really my master?"

Jing Yue raised one hand, held Yiye, and said with a smile, "It's a fake one."

The familiar consciousness wrapped around a leaf, it was as warm as the rising sun, majestic as the tide was rising and falling.

Tears gradually appeared in Yiye's eyes, and the next moment, he knelt down on the ground, hugged Jingyue's leg, and cried bitterly: "Master! Master! This disciple misses you so much!"

Everyone: "..."

Yiye cried for a long time, so long that Jingyue went from distressed to calm to irritable, and even Lan Feng was so angry that he jumped on the top of Yiye's head, scratching and stomping wildly.

At this time, Yiye Patriarch, who stomped his feet would cause an earthquake in Xiujie, was reduced to no dignity.

Finally, when Yiye calmed down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party perfectly interpreted the origin of the "Little Crying Bag", and its catastrophic performance slightly diluted the shock of Daozu Jingyuan's resurrection.

The hall was silent.

Yiye wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, squinted at Lanfeng and said, "Master, that chicken is really an eyesore, can I roast it?"

Feeling Yiye's sincerity, Lanfeng immediately lay down on Jingyue's head in fright, and the fluff all over her body exploded.

Jing Yue: "No."

Although he often wants to do so.

Yiye: "Oh." So disappointed...

Lan Feng: Feng was scared to death...

Afterwards, Jing Yue was ushered into the seat of honor.

Except for him, everyone in the hall is an existence who can call the wind and rain from the outside world, but at this moment they all stand respectfully at the bottom.

Jing Yue roughly explained the process of his rebirth, and then said: "The day I woke up, Bi Yunzhong probably felt my aura. But what happened to the cold cloud sect's big move? What do you suggest?"

Several people looked at each other, and Yiye replied: "Master, after you fell, the Biyun Bell has been silent for thousands of years. There was a vision suddenly on that day, and I will use the Biyun Bell to set up a large formation to see the sky and calculate the aura of the heavens." There will be chaos, but there is a ray of life in the chaos, this person has great merit and virtue, and has a deep chance with the Cold Cloud Sect."

"But there was only a phantom of a young man in the gate of the great formation. I don't know if it is his current or future appearance. I was worried about mistakes, so I expanded the scope of my search to the following. I didn't expect that the master would come back to life. Now that I want to come, Master is the lifeline."

Jing Yue: "I see."

Yiye: "It's been 8000 years since the chaos of the Demon Tribulation ended, and we dare not disclose the current news, so we said to the outside world that we are looking for someone from the Dali Sect."

Jing Yue: "The Biyun bell rings again today, which will inevitably attract inquiries from many parties, but the rebirth is too unimaginable, and I don't want to cause any trouble. From now on, I can be called the person from the Dali sect you found, so Biyun Zhong has In response, um, let’s just say that I have already worshiped under Yiye.”

Yiye knelt down "Putong": "I dare not bully my master and destroy my ancestors."

The rest of the people could only kneel down.

When Jingyue saw a few people kneel down, he turned cold and scolded: "Stand up for me! Yiye, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years, are your bones weak?!"

Yiye was startled, remembering that Shizun dislikes other people kneeling indiscriminately when they have nothing to do, his heart was full of nostalgia and warmth, and he said tearfully, "Master, it's my disciple who made a mistake."

After finishing speaking, he took out a ruler from nowhere and offered it respectfully with both hands.That pitiful look made the juniors in the hall have complex expressions, wishing they could poke their eyes in.

Jing Yue: "..."

Very familiar.

Isn't this the ruler that Yiye used to cut off a branch of spirit wood to teach bad guys a lesson when he was naughty when he was a child?

Jing Yue softened his tone, "Are you still keeping it?"

Yiye: "Master's teachings, disciples dare not forget for a day."

Jing Yue: "..." It always feels weird.

Several people stood up one after another, and Yiye took a look at his disciple Liuyun, who persuaded him knowingly: "Patriarch, if you worship under the name of Master, you must also perform the disciple's gift to Master to the outside world. It’s really outrageous.”

Jing Yue also knew that Yiye was difficult to do, but other than that, his identity was not easy to arrange.

At this time, Liu Feng, the only woman in the hall, said: "If you don't want to be a patriarch, then worship the patriarch as your teacher, and just say to the outside world that you have obtained the inheritance of Jingyuan Taoist ancestor, so that you can hide your true identity without embarrassing the master."

Jing Yue agreed after thinking about it, and he didn't bother to get entangled in this matter.

Yiye was somewhat dissatisfied: "But in this way... wouldn't the master become my junior brother?"

Jing Yue smiled: "Do you have other ways?"

Yiye: "...No."

Jing Yue: "Then shut up."

Yiye: "...Yes."

When you say apprenticeship, you must make a gesture.

Jing Yue followed the crowd into the Patriarch's Pavilion, and saw that the empty main hall was cleaned very cleanly.There is an altar in the center, on which there are tablets and offerings of Daozu Jingyuan, and his portrait hangs on the wall.

Speaking of which, the face transformed into blue jade was only three points similar to his previous life. When he suddenly saw his past self, Jing Yue almost didn't recognize him.

In the painting, he only has a back view, but his head is slightly tilted to reveal his side face.His long eyebrows were drawn into his temples, his eyes were sharp, and his face as white as jade was still stained with blood.His green shirt was bleeding, and the long sword was lifted upside down, the tip of the sword was already blood red.And in front of him, there are piles of demon clan corpses, and the cracked ground has already been soaked with blood.

In the blank part of the picture scroll, a line of words floated out of the dust, and it was written "Jing Yuandao's picture scroll of killing [-] demons at the Human Realm Mountain".

Jing Yue held his breath subconsciously, and the strong murderous aura in the painting came to his face.I still remember that at that time, he was already at the cultivation level of crossing the tribulation, and he brought only a dozen or so disciples to go up to Jieshan Mountain to slaughter monsters. On that day, there was no sky on Jieshan Mountain, and blood flowed like rivers. All the same sects revenge.

Unexpectedly, someone recorded it.

There was no name on the painting, so Jing Yue asked, "Who made this painting?"

Yiye: "It's the second senior brother."

Jing Yue was startled, but still felt uncomfortable.He looked to the two sides, and there was a slightly shorter altar on the left and right sides of the main hall. Jing Yue knew that they were the spiritual seats of his first and second disciples.

There are also portraits of the two of them hanging on the wall, both of which are quite satisfactory frontal portraits.One is honest and honest, and the other has more than half of his face covered with interlaced scars.

He lit a stick of incense for each of them, and in the smoke, he silently prayed, only hoping that there would be a day of goodbye in his lifetime.

Afterwards, Jing Yue knelt down facing his own altar, bowed three times, and thought: I worship myself as a teacher, this is probably the first time in heaven and earth.

When he inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner, the green smoke rose straight up...

Inside the sect.

Qianyue and several acquaintances stood at the foot of Bilu Peak, discussing the vision just now in awe.

"The last time the Biyun bell rang, I saw that all the peak masters of the big and small peaks went to Qingyun Peak. At that time, the sky was full of sword lights. At that scene, I thought that the cold cloud sect was about to change."

"Yeah, I've never seen so many elders daring to disregard the sect's ban and wielding swords inside the sect. It scared me to death."

"It was the same just now, this time it's even more exaggerated, those spirit beasts—"

The female cultivator who was speaking suddenly stopped.

The invisible coercion poured down, but they didn't feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, the meridians were all tempered by baptism, and the spiritual power in their bodies was eager to come out.

A spirit bird flew down from the sky and landed on the ground, followed by thousands of them.

Cranes sing with their necks stretched out, sparrows spread their wings.

Colorful butterflies flutter, silver fishes dance, white apes howl and horned beasts neigh.

Shoulu's head is bowed down, and the golden lion's forelegs are lying on the ground, all facing the east and bowing down.

"Om-"

Another bell rang, and the voice carried the momentum of boasting father, and the power of Pangu, as if traveling through time and reincarnation, resounding from the nine heavens to the world.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

The bells kept ringing, one after another, as if a heavy hammer was hitting the heart, agitating the blood in the body to boil.

Qianyue counted silently until after nine chimes, the Biyun bell finally fell silent.

Nine!

Everyone's expressions were solemn, only when the life and death of the Cold Cloud Sect were at stake, the Biyun Bell would ring nine times in a row!

And within one day, the Biyun bell rang ten times!

All this, what is going on?

"Ah! Look!"

A disciple pointed to the east, where is the highest peak of the sect - Baiwu Peak.

Suddenly the sky darkened, and the blue sky was a deep blue, as if the sea and sky had turned upside down.

The sun and the moon shine together, and countless stars rain down, creating streaks of silver light.At that moment, the earth shook, beasts roared, and thousands of spirit birds rushed towards Baiwu Peak frantically. Even if they were blocked by the protective barrier, they were not afraid or tired, and repeated again and again.

People stared blankly at this scene, not knowing why.

But everyone realized that the Frost Cloud Sect was really about to change...