"Sorry, I have never revealed my true identity to you."

"I know." In the six hundred years that Yan Juntao experienced in his previous life, he had enough of knowing many secrets.

"Do you know? How did you know? What did the old man named Lu of Tianyan Sect tell you?! He just coughed back then, but when he saw my senior sister, he met a cat. My mother had some ways to deal with him for you!" After revealing her true self, Mrs. Yan even changed her name to the leader of Tianyan Sect, and her usual dramas can be said to be very sufficient.

"The head treats me very well, but he has never agreed to allow me to become a disciple."

"Hmph, he is a little self-aware," Mrs. Yan couldn't help but hug the small one everywhere. The soft Yan Juntao shook, "My son is the most saint of immortality and a person with great fortune. How can he be trapped in a world like Heguang and Tongchen?"

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

Mrs. Yan sighed long, exhaling like orchids, and her skin like cream. She raised her tenderness and touched her son with pity that neither looked like her nor Master Yan's delicate face: "I used to say that you looked like a jade-like appearance, but I didn't expect that even my nostalgic heart would look like. It's so good, my sacrificial treasure is so good."

Yan Juntao wisely did not ask "what is like".

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

"Everything is fine in the sect, the leader, the elders, the nephews, and the grandchildren are also very well-behaved," Yan Juntao's seniority in Tianyan Sect is very high. "I don't know why Yan Juntao's seniority is very high, "I just."

Yan Juntao has actually been in the tribulation period, and has reached the last twenty years of ascension.

In fact, at this time of his previous life, Yan Juntao was already in seclusion, rushing to the upper realm, and undergoing the transformation from a cultivator to an immortal. As a result, after less than twenty years of seclusion, Yan Juntao was unprecedented and had no one to come. The youngest in the world of thousands of Dharmas at the age of 73, ascended to the upper realm and became an existence that everyone has been chanting since then, but no one can surpass.

Yan Juntao's rebirth in this life is quite subtle, just when he was just beginning to go into seclusion.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he interrupted himself quickly after calculating the cause and effect of the past and subsequent times. Under the influence of the innate spiritual body, although he failed to get as he wished, he at least kept his cultivation within the range that he could suppress to the greatest extent. Except for Master Lu, no one knew that Yan Juntao's purpose of retreat this time was to ascension. He suddenly felt that he woke up from his retreat state, and no one was surprised.

wrong!

In fact, there is another person who knows it.

It was the one who was inexplicably remembered by Yan Juntao Shengsheng at the end of the day. Before retreating, the man gave Yan Juntao a mystery that would never be lost. He could not see his expression clearly and could not tell the truth.

After returning from rebirth, Yan Juntao finally recalled the man's name.

Rong Xisui, Rong Xisui of Rong Xisui. A casual cultivator with an unknown origin, with a profound realm and unpredictable Taoism. He can also come and go freely in the forbidden area of ​​the Master of Tianyan Sect, but it does not exist in the records of Tianyan Sect. Yan Juntao only knew that even when Master Lu saw Rong Xisui, he would lower his eyebrows and call him "Senior" respectfully.

Until he ascended to the upper realm, Yan Juntao followed the leader to respect the other party as "Senior Rong", but he only brought one or two more friendships and intimacy.

In Yan Juntao's calm and unpretentious cultivation student, he unexpectedly had a good reputation. When he was not in seclusion, someone always came to chat with him. Yan Juntao never got annoyed. He sat quietly on the side, listened quietly to the other party and finally sent the fellow Taoist to himself quietly.

The beginning of this habit comes from the uninvited senior Rong.

After Yan Juntao finally got used to Senior Rong, the first fellow Taoist in Yan Juntao Xiusheng, Yan Juntao, then ascended.

Rong Xisui, who had always been with Yan Juntao Jiao, had been separated from Yan Juntao on the day when Yan Juntao really passed the tribulation and became an immortal, broke his robe with Yan Juntao and turned away resolutely, and refused to watch Yan Juntao climb the ladder.

Just like Rong Xi's character is unstable, the most ruthless turn against him.

When Yan Juntao stubbornly interrupted his seclusion and came out of the cave, the first thing he saw was Rong Xisui, who was standing tall. He kept pursing his lips, staring at Yan Juntao's seclusion cave, looking at death as if he was looking forward to something. The tea-white robes, the corners of the robe rolling, and his eyes stood far away under a strange thin tree that was evergreen in winter and summer, branches like bamboo. The green shade was like an umbrella, and there was no wind, but the soft but constantly shaking autumn leaves fell down like bands.

Yan Juntao found that he had remembered wrongly in his previous life. Rong Xisui was not only good-looking, nor was it particularly good-looking, but it was so easy to see that he could not describe it. Perhaps even the saints would be ashamed of it.

This time, those who were waiting for Yan Juntao were no longer as strangers, and turned around without even saying a word, which made the world lose its color and time wanted to stop it. Rong Xisui had a glimmer of incredible light in his eyes. He whispered to break the silence: "You are really back."

***

At the same time, in the border area of ​​Zoutu, stars hang down in the plains and the moon surging the river. A deep mountain group rose up from the ground under the force of the sky. In an instant, the horns roared loudly, and the earth moved and the mountains shook, like a giant that had been raising the sky for thousands of years, sighing.

The dark mountains, the lake of water, phosphorus, and the dense forest made of thousands of years of ancient trees appeared in the mist. Birds sang the elixir walls, and apes roared the green cliffs, breaking the secluded stream and the pine. A giant sword that ten people could not hold together fell from the sky and penetrated into the top of the highest mountain, but did not divide the mountain in half. A purple giant palm formed by spiritual power appeared on the sky covered with dark clouds, clasping the hilt of the sword, turning the silver body lightly

The entire mountain cracked in an instant, and with the unexpected deafening deafening stones, rolling down along the mountain in the captivating sword energy, shocking the world, like a ghost telling him.

The five nine-star sects scattered thousands of miles away from both worlds were all in seclusion for many years. The Supreme Elder Rong Yang was moved to the forbidden area of ​​Houfeng. He opened his eyes and stroking his hands and vomited blood.

"Hurry, report to the head of the sect! Someone awakened a corner of the Immortal Sword Formation of the Heaven-Shaking Immortal"

It was still on the edge of Zou Tu Domain that the master in the black robe, came on the moon, and in the black-purple sword energy soaring into the sky, the giant who was sleeping in this place was awakened with the power of the Nine Netherworlds.

"Finally-" The evil ghost giant with a disgusting face, rotten body crawled out of the charred land little by little, stiffened, but moved quickly. He knelt in the muddy land, burst into tears, and screamed at the sky.

"Shut up!" The young man in black robe used his strength to form a sword, hanging in the air, flying in the corner of his clothes, rolling air. His magnetic voice may not be too powerful or terrible, but it made the evil ghost giant really dare not make a sound any more, as if he was instantly choked and willingly choked.

"Lord." Its eyes are obsessed with silence.

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

The huge evil ghost leaned over slightly and expressed his intention to lead the other party in silent words. Every step it took would make huge footprints in the forest, birds and birds flew away, and strange beasts suddenly walked away. When the evil ghost finally found a formation place that emitted an ominous light, it knelt on the ground again, raised its hand and penetrated straight towards its chest without hesitation. Black blood gushed out, and wherever it went, the light was brilliant.

It was not until all the light was connected into a painting, sealed by yellow paper and blood words, and the dark burial coffin with unknown meanings broke out from the evil ghost's body bit by bit. The pain here was self-evident, but the evil ghost could not make any sound, and even always had a smile that was barely considered a smile. His eyes were staring straight at the direction where the man in the black robe was, full of fanaticism. This is what God ordered it to keep for thousands of years, and there was no safer place than its huge body.

When the last drop of black blood of the evil ghost giant ran out, the Cangtian Coffin was finally completely unsealed. It closed its eyes with satisfaction, and the man in black robe slowly walked slowly in the air. With a wave of his sleeves, the lid of the coffin slowly opened.

Inside the coffin, there was a man who was exactly the same as a young man in black robe. He had a high nose and deep eyes, a deep waist and a pan temple, as quiet as a painting of ink and wash.

The moment the young man in black robe reached out, the person lying in the coffin suddenly opened his blood-red eyes and exploded his soul with the thunderous force, and wanted to die with the young man in black robe who looked exactly like him.

The young man in black robe did not move at all, but said disdainfully: "I overestimate my ability."

The magic power swept through the sound, easily dissolving the man in the coffin who had accumulated for ten thousand years and fought back with the power of his soul. The man in the coffin finally dissipated between heaven and earth in unwillingness, but his spiritual power returned to the black-robed young man little by little, and the magic weapon of the man in the coffin was also all in the hands of the young man in the black-robed young man.

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

That person will definitely be very happy.

With another wave of his sleeve, the evil ghost giant buried the black soil with the burial coffin again. The dust returned to the dust, and the soil returned to the soil, and it never saw it again. It seemed that the giant sword that could split the heaven and earth began to rotate automatically, pull out bit by bit from the peak, and the endless mountains retracted again until they completely disappeared. The floating mountain that covered the sky and the sun, the deep water pond with springs flowing through the moon, were like a dream of yellow beams and no longer existed.

The Supreme Elders of the Five Sects also showed unbelievable expressions at this time. No matter how you make a move or calculate it, you can't feel any breath of the Heavenly Immortal Sword Formation.

It's like an overly thrilling joke.

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

Only the head of Tianyan Sect looked at the direction where Zou Tu's realm was feeling. He probably understood what was going on, but who would believe it if he said it!

Senior Rong, you have such a big fight, don’t tell me, you just want to get an old thing to help Jun Tao complete a trivial sect mission!

The author has something to say: Just do it like this! Heaven! Do it! Earth! Talk! Love! Are you afraid of it?

Senior Rong said: I didn’t get one, thank you, I got n pieces.

ps: There is a reason for attacking or not ascending (:3)) Attacking is not really a matter of being ascended, but it is really a matter of mercy and righteousness. It is all about it! The reason!

According to my reaction to CP after CP spoilers, the reason for attacking or not to ascend is still quite enigmatic (the reason for not playing with Shou is quite easy to guess, I am afraid that I can’t control myself and hurt Shou and prevent him from ascending). Don’t just make up for it casually. Just look at me nonsense and hell

Important! Important! Notification! Notification!

From April 6th to the evening of April 14th, stupid authors will be in a state of traveling with CP He Xunda.

But the stupid author has saved the manuscript, don't be afraid, it will continue to maintain daily updates hahahahahahahaha

But I have to ask all the manuscripts to be deposited, and they will be set to be updated on time at 12 noon every day.

If you can't see the update, it will be a draw from Jinjiang (:3)
Chapter completed!