What appeared in Yang Ling's eyes was no longer the thin and shy little girl, her eyebrows and eyes were a little similar, but she was slim and elegant, and she grew into a delicate and lovely big girl.

"Xiaoqing, my brother is coming back to see you!" Facing the sun and sea breeze, Yang Ling showed a friendly smile.

"Brother~" covered her mouth and was stunned for two minutes, Xiaoqing suddenly opened her arms and pounced, her soft body crashed directly into Yang Ling's arms, her arms tightly wrapped around Yang Ling's back, and buried her head in his shoulders, and the two lines of tears fell and instantly wet Yang Ling's shoulders.

And in the depths of a reckless mountain in Jizhou, the churning clouds and mist suddenly rose into the sky, the vast clouds and mist instantly dissolved without a trace in the glow, a huge transparent light cover appeared from the glow, the mountain peaks in the light cover suddenly rose straight to the sky, the majestic palaces between the mountains were layered and undulating, the eaves and cliffs were covered in the pine and ancient vines, the waterfalls and springs were everywhere, and the covered bridges and cables were erected on the deep streams of the canyon.

This is where the Yujia Mountain Gate is located.

In the misty glow, I saw a beautiful woman wearing a goose yellow dress and an ethereal temperament holding a verdant bamboo flute, walking out of the air slowly with bare feet, and then hanging tens of thousands of meters in the air to look at the direction of Shenzhou.

Not long ago, she received a summons that the mysterious god-like man who had been away for more than 2,000 years had returned to Kyushu and was going to hold a meeting of the ancient clan hidden door in the Yu family.

Although she knew that he would not come immediately, she still couldn't help but come out in advance to greet Zhang Wang.

"Yu Qingzhu, why are you bothered, he and you are not from the same world at all!"

A voice echoed repeatedly in Yu Qingzhu's heart, and a faint wry smile instantly appeared on his flawless face.

She knew so, but she couldn't stop herself from thinking about him, and even so eagerly looking forward to seeing him.

Ripples of starlight gently rippled under her jade-like snowy feet, and suddenly seemed so long in a moment.

This is a month.

And in the course of a month, countless saints and sub-saints came from all directions.

There are those who know, and there are those who don't, all of them have an aura like the abyss and the sea, and each one has a strange appearance, or one or two, or they come in groups to break through the void.

And a simple and vigorous bell and a continuous greeting sound came from the mountain gate:

"Lei Kongshi, the head of the Holy Gate Lei family, led sixty-three saints and five sub-saints of his clan to worship the mountain and ask to meet Yang Ling's seniors!"

"Xuanyuan Hou, the head of the Xuanyuan family of Xintu, came to worship the mountain with three juniors, and asked to meet Yang Ling's seniors!"

"Open the earth Langyuan Immortal Gate and return to Xinghe with the two juniors to worship the mountain and ask to meet Yang Ling's seniors!"

"The head of the Holy Gate Yun family, Yun Canghai, led the thirty-three saints of his clan and two sub-saints to worship the mountain and ask to meet Yang Ling's seniors!"

……

The bell that has not been ringed for hundreds of thousands of years is dense and almost non-stop, and the sound of welcoming a cappella is heard throughout millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

Everyone who can come here is a peerless powerhouse who has been in the limelight in the Kyushu continent, and everyone is a Tianjiao figure who has led the times with a name and surname, in the eyes of ordinary monks, these people are all legends in history books, one by one has either disappeared or disappeared for hundreds of millions of years, and once in a while, it will definitely cause a shock in Kyushu.

The imposing figures, the breath that stirred the sky, but they could not shake the soft figure that stood in the sky and looked forward to it.

"Master, when is that man coming, and if he doesn't come, will you keep waiting here?" muttered a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in a long emerald green dress who was also beautiful and beautiful.

"Xiaoxiao, you have not entered the Holy Realm, you don't know the order, because of his arrival, the order of Kyushu has now completely changed, and our fate is no longer under our control, maybe only he can unlock the shackles on us, so even if it is worth waiting for ten years, a hundred years and ten thousand years......"

Yu Qingzhu turned his head and looked at the apprentice with a pair of beautiful eyes, "If he comes, you must not talk like last time!"

Yu Xiaoxiao pouted: "I know, master, you have said this sentence countless times, but I really didn't feel that he would be angry......"

Before Yu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, suddenly an extremely long dragon chant came from the sky, and suddenly her eyes lit up and jumped up and pointed to the far distance and shouted: "Master, master, look, that guy is here!"

Yu Qingzhu didn't have time to blame the apprentice, so he hurriedly looked back, and sure enough, he saw a cyan dragon galloping like a floating light and shadow, roaring and churning, and the space where he passed was folded and shattered layer by layer, and the scales and claws flew and thunder and lightning rolled like a real dragon descending into the world.

"Qingzhu Daoyou, I haven't seen you for many years and still have an undiminished demeanor!" Qinglong came and landed in front of the two of them in an instant, and on top of the huge dragon head, a young man in casual clothes stood in the wind, with a flat and warm smile on his face.

"Qingzhu is polite!" Yu Qingzhu's beautiful eyes flashed with joy, and he said softly: "I haven't seen you for two thousand years, and Yang Daoyou is still the same!"

And just as the two were talking, the void broke open one after another, and the three of Jin Buchang, Tu Xingtian and Feng Jingzi appeared almost at the same time, and their faces showed joy and saluted in unison: "Welcome to the master!"

Yang Ling waved his hand to put away the dragon soul and said with a smile: "No need to be polite!"

"Dangdangdang~~"

The mountain gate bell that had been silent for several days was frantically ringing again.

Hundreds of millions of miles of the sky shook, hundreds of millions of rays of light evaporated, and the transparent light shield wrapped outside the mountain gate was completely closed, revealing the original face of the Yujia Mountain Gate that stretched countless mountains, the bells and drums of the main halls rang in unison, and the figures on the peaks of the mountains were crowded, and the figures of the breath tumbling rose into the air, stepping on the void, and there were seven or eight thousand monks gathered in an instant, and the weakest of them had reached the top level of the immortals, and they were the existence of the half-step holy realm.

"Meet Yang Ling's senior!" all the monks bowed respectfully to Yang Ling.

"Senior Yang has come to Middle-earth, making the Yu family shine, everything has been arranged, please enter the mountain gate hall and talk about it!"

"There is Lao Yu's family!" Yang Ling nodded lightly.

"Don't dare, senior, please~" In the rain, he hurriedly bent over.

"Please~" Yang Ling stepped out and took the lead towards the most magnificent and magnificent huge palace-like building in the middle of the mountain.