"Elder Taishang, disciple Ye Xuanfu asks to see. DM" Ye Xuanfu stopped far away and said respectfully.

"Come here." Elder Taishang still looked up at the sky and said lightly.

Ling Chuxi and the two walked towards Elder Taishang, the closer they got, the more they had an unfathomable sense of profundity, as if they had walked into a calm whirlpool, although the surrounding wind and waves were calm, but once the whirlpool was running, they would immediately fall into a place of no return.

"Elder Taishang, the disciple has something important to tell you about this time." When he got closer, Ye Xuanfu said.

"Needless to say, I know everything just now." Elder Taishang said with a slight wave of his hand.

Ling Chuxi was slightly stunned, but immediately reacted, how could such a master, even if he stayed at home, really know nothing about the outside world?

Elder Taishang turned his head and glanced at Ling Chuxi, although it was just a casual glance, but Ling Chuxi had a feeling that his gaze pierced his heart, as if every qiē in his heart was exposed to his eyes, without the slightest concealment.

With such a strong divine sense, Ling Chuxi was secretly surprised, before this, there were only two people, Stygian Night and Stygian Night Dance, who had brought her such a feeling.

"The seventy-ninth generation disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, Ye Wentian, meet the Sword Master." Just when Ling Chuxi wanted to defend his mind with the Divine Refining Decision, Elder Taishang had already fallen to the ground lightly and bowed to Ling Chuxi.

This move, let alone Ling Chuxi, even Ye Xuanfu beside him was stunned.

Ling Chuxi had already guessed that the Xuanjian Sect was related to Cangyuan, and he also guessed that it was the Cangyuan Sword that Ye Xuanfu brought him to see Elder Taishang, but he never expected that he would actually make such a big gift as soon as he saw him.

"Senior, please get up, junior Ling Chuxi, is the sect master of the Jindan Sect, but he is not a sword master." Ling Chuxi quickly recovered from his astonishment, and hurriedly turned sideways and said.

What are you kidding, Ye Wentian is Master Ye Xuanfu's uncle, with their cultivation, it is not difficult to live for three or four hundred years, the old man in front of him is at least six or seven hundred years old, isn't it a long life to let him kneel?

"Uncle Shi, who are you?" Ye Xuanfu also woke up and looked at Ye Wentian suspiciously.

"Xuanfu, where did our Xuanjian Sect Sword Servant disciples come from, you should know, you should also know the ancestral training of the sect, our Xuanjian Sect has been waiting for thousands of years, what are we waiting for, you should also know, right?" Ye Wentian asked Ye Xuanfu.

Ye Xuanfu's expression froze, and then he looked at Ling Chuxi, with both surprise and shock in his eyes.

"The eighty-first generation disciple of the Xuanjian Sect, Ye Xuanfu, meet the Sword Master." Ye Xuanfu's expression was solemn, and he also looked at Ling Chuxi's body.

"Sect Master Ye, what are you doing here?" Ling Chuxi had a bitter look on his face, which one hadn't gotten up yet, why did this one fall to the ground again? This is a pure desire to reduce your life, right?

"Elder Taishang, Sect Master Ye, can you get up first and tell me what the hell is going on?" Ling Chuxi was now sure that the Xuanjian Sect had no hostility towards him, but he was confused.

"Sword Master, please come here." Ye Wentian saw Ling Chuxi's doubts and embarrassment, stood up, and led Ling Chuxi towards the back.

There is a thatched hut not far away, which is extremely simple, and it is estimated that it is the place where Ip Man rests.

An ancient pine tree in front of the door adds a touch of greenery to this blue-gray peak.