Suddenly there was a faint sound.

Let all the people of the three clans present look out of the lobby door.

The next moment.

A flowing and light figure in white walked in slowly step by step with his hands behind his back.

In a flash.

I saw the faces of the people who came.

Zhao Ningyu suddenly covered her small mouth, looking at the white clothes with an incredible face, and her excited body was trembling.

Not only her,

Zhao Yongchang and all the descendants of the three clans saw the moment of the youth.

His eyes were full of tears.

It seems like these three months.

All the oppression and grievances received were finally released at this moment.

"Sir...... You're finally back!"

And Zhao Hengren, Zhu Chongliang, Pu Xuanye and other more than 30 emperors and immortals are full of indescribable complexity, with respect, reverence, and fear.

They were all figures who had been in charge of an era.

Compared to many descendants.

Private emotions.

It won't be revealed easily.

But I can see the familiar face that I couldn't be more familiar with.

In a flash.

It seems that he has traveled through the confinement of time and come to this era, just to say that extremely respectful title.

More than 30 emperor-like immortals hurriedly stood up, bowed to the white robe, and said in unison from the bottom of their hearts:

"Sir!"

Suddenly, these two words echoed in all corners of the entire Zhao clan hall.

Like a lingering voice.

Shake the audience!

The person who came was Chu Lingxiao!

The faces of the three of Dust Screaming Sword, Dust Wuyan, and Dust Guifeng were suddenly startled, and they turned sideways in fright, and subconsciously made way for Chu Lingxiao.

Zhao Hengren took the initiative to step aside.

Let Chu Lingxiao sit in his place.

He is the ancestor of the Zhao family, and he was once just an orphan begging for food under the city of Jinling.

It's just because of Chu Lingxiao that he taught him a set of long fists. After the bloody battlefield, he became the emperor who opened up the territory of a dynasty and enjoyed the worship of all peoples.

All the glory and riches.

It's all because of Mr.

"Xiao Zhaozi, your life lies in you, not in others, and not in this day!"

"There is no resignation to fate, only man will conquer the sky!"

He still vaguely relied on what Chu Lingxiao said to him before they parted that day.

If there is no such sentence.

Maybe he's just a man with no cultivation.

Zhao Hengren's face was full of excitement, even though he was the Emperor Kaizu, but at this time, he belonged to the dignity that the emperor should have, but when he faced Chu Lingxiao, he was very close to losing his temper.

"Big brother, I didn't expect that one day, Xiao Zhaozi would really be able to see you again!"

Wait for Chu Lingxiao to sit down.

The three of Dust Howling Sword, Dust Boundless, and Dust Return to the Wind suddenly woke up and came back to their senses.

Thinking of the way they took the initiative to make way for Chu Lingxiao just now, they suddenly looked at Chu Lingxiao who was sitting in the middle of the position, and the three of them were extremely embarrassed.

As the great disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect.

Dust Xiaojian looked at Chu Lingxiao's gaze, quite jealous, because he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation at all, what realm he had reached.

It seems to be as rumored to be.

This is a true immortal!

The dust is endless, and the two of them dare not show the previous sarcastic and ridiculous look, their faces show a slight trace of fear, and they stand aside and dare not speak.

Unexpectedly.

This Kunlun True Immortal who has been missing for three months!

I thought I was dead!

And now it's there again!

It's weird.

Since he is alive,

Where did this guy go in the past three months, why can't he even deduce a trace of Shizun?

Dust Xiaojian stared at Chu Lingxiao with a solemn face, and no longer had the contemptuous posture he had before, after all, he was facing a true immortal-level cultivator, even if he was a great disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect of the Great Sect of Immortal Cultivation, he didn't dare to put on a fight again.

With a hint of fear in his tone, he asked tentatively.

"Presumably Your Excellency, it's that Kunlun True Immortal, right?"

"Answer me first, who told you that Gu Immortal can reverse time and space?"

Dust Whistling Sword: "......"

This true immortal.

How could he not even know such an obvious answer? This guy can actually cultivate to a true immortal?

Dust Screaming Sword's face was calm.

Said lightly:

"Since Your Excellency is a true immortal, you should know that thousands of years ago, my Kunlun Sword Sect was the first immortal cultivator in Huaxia, and the ancestor of the founding sect was an ancient Heavenly Court Gu Immortal!"

"It has long been recorded in the ancient books of the sect that this year, time and space are reversed, and the monks of the Kunlun Sword Sect will all be resurrected and return, since it is left by the ancestor, it must be his old man's doing. ”

Dust Xiaojian was still afraid that Chu Lingxiao would not understand, and he looked full of pride.

To continue:

"The supreme symbol of the Ancient Heavenly Court, Your Excellency, such a scattered immortal, I don't know what it represents, I can understand it. ”

"I can tell Your Excellency that if you are a true immortal cultivator like yours, you can only stay outside the Four Heavenly Gates and be an inspecting general. ”

"And I, the ancestor of the Kunlun Sword Sect, can enter the Heavenly Court Immortal Palace, Your Excellency, do you understand?"

Seeing Chu Lingxiao's calm face, there was no trace of surprise.

I can't help but let the dust whistling sword.

I was embarrassed.

I thought it was myself.

It's not quite explained yet.

There was a strong sense of pride and superiority in his tone, and he looked at Chu Lingxiao with a flat gaze.

"Your Excellency should be in this life, so that you can finally cultivate into a true immortal realm, right? Like Your Excellency's True Immortal cultivation, although it is enough to shake the stars with a single blow, it is still two realms away from the Gu Immortal!"

"Don't look at the fact that there are only two realms, there are only a handful of people who can reach the True Immortal Realm by the Ancient Monks, and only by triggering the power left by the Gu Immortals can they reverse time and space!

Zhao Hengren personally poured a cup of tea for Chu Lingxiao.

Chu Lingxiao took a sip and nodded.

This is what it looks like.

Fell in the eyes of the Dust Whistling Sword.

I can't help but think that this is finally understanding his words.

Suddenly gazed.

There was a hint of sarcasm.

What a real immortal!

I don't even know about this!

Compared to my Kunlun Sword Sect, it's like an ignorant bun!

"So I hope that Your Excellency, as a senior, can persuade these immortals who don't know what to do. ”

"I, Kunlun Sword Sect, can accept them as outer disciples, I don't know how many times more noble than just the emperor's name!"

Chu Lingxiao took a sip of tea and nodded, which made Chenxiao Jian feel very happy in his heart, and smiled proudly.

This Kunlun True Immortal!

It's much more self-aware than these frogs at the bottom of the well!

Looking at Zhao Hengren, Zhu Chongliang, Pu Xuanye and other emperor-sealing figures, he sneered lightly:

"You all saw it, right?"

"Even the gentleman with the honorific title in your mouth has agreed with my words again and again, what dignity do you have that is worth upholding? The title of emperor in the mortal world is very different from that of my Kunlun Sword Sect disciple!"

The dust is endless, the dust returns to the wind, and the face changes suddenly, and the mood becomes very comfortable.

"Your Excellency, if you don't give up, you will follow me to our Kunlun Sword Sect Holy Land, and they will definitely recruit you as a ......."

But before the two finished speaking, they sighed and suddenly spread throughout the audience.

"This tea, after three months, is worth tasting......"

Forthwith.

Chu Lingxiao nodded again.

The dust is endless, the dust returns to the wind: "......"

Dust Whistling Sword: "......"