However, the monk surnamed Hao thought that the two of them might be disciples before the chaos in the Blood Lan Holy Land, but they left later.

"You are the Third Holy Son and Senior Sister Shaoling!" "The monk surnamed Hao suddenly thought of something and said the identities of the two.

"Huh, you know us?" Chu Yunfeng was a little surprised. But with the performance of the two of them after the chaos in the Blood Lan Holy Land, it was difficult for others not to think of them.

"Your Excellency, the Holy Land is now the time to employ people, you can go back with me! As for the two of them, they can only be regarded as having their own eyes and not knowing Mount Tai, and they are killing themselves!" After confirming the identities of Chu Yunfeng and Shaoling, the monk surnamed Hao suddenly changed his attitude.

After Huo Tianfang recovered, he supported the entire Blood Lan Holy Land alone. Later, although some disciples returned, there were still very few pillar powerhouses above the Transformation God Realm.

In recent years, the aura of the mainland has become stronger, and there have been many new immortals and god realms, but their strength is always much worse than that of the previous cultivators of the same realm.

Moreover, when Chu Yunfeng was first promoted to the Spirit Infant Realm, his strength was already comparable to that of a god, and now that he was at the peak of the Spirit Infant Realm, he had become even stronger, and the monk surnamed Hao thought that he was not his opponent.

"We have no plans to return to the Holy Land for the time being. Chu Yunfeng said his thoughts truthfully, "By the way, does my master Zhu Yan have any news? Also, how has the continent changed in recent years?"

"As far as I know, Master Zhu Yan had already traveled away before the Great Rebellion in the Holy Land, and there is no news yet. The monk surnamed Hao did not hide what he knew, "In recent years, many people's strength has increased by leaps and bounds, and even the powerhouses of the Mahayana realm are no longer rare. Except for my Blood Lan Holy Land and Xiangjun Holy Land, the Mahayana powerhouses of other holy lands more or less went to explore the ruins and look for the legendary ascension artifact, the Ascension Temple. ”

"The Holy Son does not return to the Holy Land, so he needs to be extra careful when he is outside. More than ten years ago, the Xuan Demon was born suddenly, and every time he met a monk, he would be ruthlessly slaughtered. This demon is a Mahayana realm cultivator, and its strength is very fierce, if the Holy Son encounters it, he must not be reckless, and it is the best plan to flee as soon as possible!"

"Xuan Demon, what is that?" Ten years ago, Chu Yunfeng was still lying in the golden sarcophagus of the disc space, and he had never heard of the Xuan Demon at all.

This question made him quickly learn a shocking bad news.

The Xuan Demon in the mouth of the monk surnamed Hao is none other than his first master, Xuan Kang.

More than a hundred years ago, after Xuankang came out of the Ancient Yao Palace, he disappeared. Until more than ten years ago, he suddenly went crazy and attacked his wife and daughter, which made everyone known.

On that day, Mu Qiulan died at the hands of Xuankang in order to protect Su Wan'er. Su Wan'er's strength is low, if it weren't for a mysterious person to save her, I'm afraid she would be ruthlessly slaughtered by him.

"What did you say?!" Chu Yunfeng was shocked, what he had been worried about still happened, "Xuankang, you should be damned!"

When Chu Yunfeng heard the bad news, his sword aura burst out, and he immediately forced the three of them and Shaoling beside him to retreat dozens of feet.

"Your Excellency, Holy Son!" The monk surnamed Hao was stunned for a while, not knowing why Chong Chu Yunfeng was like this.

"Senior Brother Chu!" Shaoling ignored the pressure of the sword qi, and hurriedly ran over, hugging Chu Yunfeng's face with both hands, "What's wrong?"

When she touched it, Chu Yun immediately calmed down, but his eyes were blood-red.

"You guys go quickly!" Chu Yunfeng's current strength is comparable to the middle stage of the Mahayana realm, in case he has a whim and kills people again, it will be troublesome, Shaoling hurriedly asked the monk surnamed Hao to leave quickly.

"Senior sister, take care!" The monk surnamed Hao looked solemn, did not dare to delay, and left the scene with the two monks.

After they walked away, Shaoling asked worriedly again, "Senior brother, are you okay?"

Chu Yunfeng was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Master Zhuyan is my master, you know." But in the Forgotten Lands, I also have a master, his name is Ghost Lingzi, that is, Xuankang! It's my sister, and Wan'er is my sister!"

Shaoling leaned against him, and could feel his body trembling incessantly. And in her heart, she finally understood why Chu Yunfeng roared wildly just now, and even threatened that Xuankang should die.

After a while, her body suddenly shook, she thought of something, and asked with a cold gaze: "A hundred years ago, was the person who killed you also Xuankang?"

"Yes!" Thinking of the scene where he was killed, Chu Yunfeng had mixed feelings.

Two hundred years of master-apprentice friendship is not worth a spirit sword and a corpse, and the more I think about it, the more I feel chilled. From the monk's point of view, he has one point of understanding, but nine points of unacceptability.

"Promise me, before you are promoted to the Mahayana realm, you can't go to him for revenge!" Shaoling was worried that Chu Yunfeng would be impulsive and would do stupid things, so she hurriedly instructed, "Shi Niang has been dead for many years, you and I are weak to return to heaven, the most important thing is to find Su Wan'er, and we can't let her suffer the slightest more harm! Her relatives, only you are left!"

Chu Yunfeng listened to this sentence.

The people are gone, and the most important thing at the moment is to let the living live well!

After several months of investigation, the two had no news about Su Wan'er, especially the mysterious person who took her away. The other party can save Su Wan'er from Xuankang's hands, at least she won't be in any danger for the time being.

However, after all, things have happened for more than ten years, and it is not clear whether there will be any changes during this period.

A hundred years ago, the last time Chu Yunfeng saw Mu Qiulan and Su Wan'er's mother and daughter, it was still in the Yunxiao Immortal Sect. So, the two returned to the Forgotten Land again, looking for some useful clues, but found that the Cloud Immortal Sect had been abandoned for many years, and there was no more people left.

And the furnishings and treasures in the sect were taken away. Judging from the traces, it doesn't look like it was taken away during the evacuation, but someone later entered the Immortal Sect and found that there was no one stationed there, so they looted it wantonly.

Chu Yunfeng was single-mindedly looking for clues, but Shaoling was secretly relieved, fortunately he would meet Xuankang. In case he found out that Chu Yunfeng was not dead, he would definitely kill Chu Yunfeng again.

After searching for a circle to no avail, they could only return to the Heavenly Eagle Continent, but they heard a shocking news: more than twenty Mahayana realm powerhouses from various holy lands and sects who went to explore the ruins fell at the same time, causing an uproar on the continent.

Even though Chu Yunfeng already had the strength of the middle stage of the Mahayana realm, he was still shocked by this news.

Twenty Mahayana realms!

Regardless of whether they are all newly promoted or not, even the weakest Mahayana is not something that ordinary people can easily kill.

Conspiracy!

There must be a conspiracy!

It's just that Chu Yunfeng's mind was not on these at all, and after a short shock, he began to look for Su Wan'er with all his might. This search is five years.

In the past five years, there has been no news of Su Wan'er, and her whole person seems to have disappeared out of thin air. And the thing I hear the most on weekdays is the fear of Xuankang in the entire continent.