This is one of the forbidden places in the Fuxing Immortal Mountain-Fuxing Immortal Island.

On the hanging island, there is a mansion, which is beautifully decorated, and around the mansion, there is a beautifully maintained garden.

The entire floating island is well-planned and extremely aesthetically pleasing, with medicinal fields, ponds, and even rockeries.

Everything is premised on beauty, and all this is even better under the starry sky.

"Old man, come out quickly!" flew above the floating island, Qianyuan sank into the dantian, and shouted.

As if hearing Qianyuan's shout, the door of the mansion opened slightly, and a middle-aged man walked out of it.

The man is magnificent, well-dressed, and on top of a light blue robe, embroidered with the Big Dipper.

A pair of sword eyebrows, slender eyebrows, a pair of starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and a full heavenly court, but at this time, thousands of green silks hung down on his chest and behind him, a little frizzy.

This is the Fuxing Daoist who is known to everyone in the cultivation realm of the Huangfeng Continent.

At this time, he was sleepy-eyed and his hair had not been taken care of, and when he opened the door and saw Qianyuan, he said a little impatiently.

"You plague god, didn't you run out not long ago, why did you run back again?"

And Qianyuan was not angry, he fell from the sky and rubbed Fu Xing's already frizzy hair.

"You're sleepy again, I've been wandering outside for more than ten years, and it seems that you haven't gotten up in the past ten years. ”

"Isn't ten years just a blink of an eye?" said Fu Xingdaoren confidently, without the slightest consciousness of the confusion of the concept of time.

It's no wonder that when it comes to the strength of Fu Xing and Qianyuan, the length of time is no longer the same as the original for the two.

Fuxing Daoist complained a few more words, but he still turned around and went back to the room without closing the door.

Qianyuan smiled, Fuxing Daoist wanted him to go in together, so he entered the door and closed the door with him.

There is a hole in the mansion, and when you look at it from the outside, it is just an ordinary mansion, and the area is not even large.

But when the two of them entered together, it was a huge space.

The entire area is even far larger than the size of the floating island, and there is no end in sight.

This is where Voltain really lives.

If anyone were here, they would be amazed by what they saw.

This space is almost useless to the outside, there are mountains and rivers, grasslands and forests, and even small beasts running in a field of flowers.

Entering through the doorway, there is a long walkway, and at the end of the road, there is a huge castle.

This is the real mansion of Fuxing, the castle is extremely luxurious, every carving has been done to the extreme, and there are even two golden dragons coiled on the doorposts on both sides of the main entrance!

"Long Da, Long Er, help me open the door. ”

Walking to the door, Fuxing Daoist shouted like this, but Qianyuan on the side was a little unable to hold back and laughed out loud.

It's no wonder, the Fuxing Dao people obviously know what Qianyuan is going to say.

Every time he arrived here, Qianyuan had to complain about his naming skills, and even called himself bald.

Although Fu Xingdao didn't know who the bald head Qiang was, with his feelings, the bald head Qiang must be a harlequin.

"Greetings to the master, greetings to the people of Qianyuan Dao. ”

As the two entered, the entire interior of the mansion was revealed.

On either side of the entrance, there were two rows of squires of different appearances, but they all had one thing in common, there was not a single human in them.

"What about the original humans?" asked Qianyuan, a little puzzled.

When Fuxing Daoren heard Qianyuan's question, he looked at him with an even more puzzled expression, and said, "That's all about the Year of the Monkey and Ma Yue? ”

All the staff thought about it and quickly calculated in their hearts.

"It's been hundreds of years, right? I wasn't in your presidential suite the last time I saw you. ”

Fuxing Daoren nodded, and the two walked side by side, slowly walking inside.

Walking through the hall, there is an exaggerated throne room, with several steel-cast sculptures standing silently on either side of the throne.

The throne is extremely ornate, with red velvet cushions around it, and the throne is forged with gilt throughout, and every detail is extremely profound.

Every time he saw this throne, Qianyuan always felt that he could see the appearance of the foundry's painstaking efforts, and the corners of his mouth could not help trembling.

"Tell me, why do you have to come to me?" Fu Xingdao sat on the exaggerated throne, looking at Qianyuan with his hands folded.

was looked down upon by the Fuxing Dao people, and Qianyuan didn't get angry, a seat appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he sat down opposite the throne.

"Remember I told you...... Is it about me?" Qianyuan spoke, his tone calm and soothing.

But Fu Xing frowned, obviously not expecting Qianyuan to say this.

"You mean...... Is it about your background?" Fu Xing sighed, "The paper can't hold the fire, it seems that your tail is leaking out after all." ”

Fu Xing's attitude surprised Qian Yuan, and he hurriedly waved his hand, signaling that Fu Xing Dao people had made a mistake.

"I'm not referring to that, I'm talking about my true life much earlier. ”

Fu Xing was stunned, and his expression was not so solemn.

"You mean, you're a traverser?" the Fuxing Daoist immediately understood.

The two have known each other for a long time, and both know each other well, no matter how big or small.

"Exactly. Qianyuan smiled and snapped his fingers, "This time I went to the sect to meet those young people, but I had an unexpected gain." ”

Hearing Qianyuan's words, Fuxing Dao people were shocked and stood up from their thrones.

"You mean...... After all these years of achieving nothing, you have met the same kind this time?"

Hearing Fu Xing's guess, Qianyuan nodded.

"But unlike what I thought, the boy didn't seem to have any memories of his past life, so I thought there might be something in common, but it wasn't exactly the same. ”

Qianyuan's description was a little ambiguous, which made the Fuxing Daoist a little puzzled, so he asked, "Could it be that you traversers will also be different?"

And Qianyuan just shook his head at this, "It's not clear yet, but I didn't come to you this time because of this matter." ”

Without answering, Fuxing Daoist motioned for Qianyuan to continue.

"I want to hold an immortal ascension conference. ”

Hearing the last four words, Fu Xingdao's eyes lit up and he was a little excited.

The Immortal Ascension Conference was a grand event jointly held by cultivators to select talents in the past, but later, for some reason, it became a great competition of sects, scattered among the dynasties of various continents.

"This is interesting, since it is an immortal ascension conference, how many sects will participate?"

"There are only a few sects that often go to the Huangfeng Continent. Qianyuan smiled awkwardly, "But in the final analysis, I'm just trying to pull that young man into our Fuxing Immortal Mountain." ”

Fu Xingdao didn't hide the disappointment on his face and shook his head.

"It's just a little Huangfeng Continent, what is it, it seems that this cultivation realm will never be able to go back. ”

However, Qianyuan was a little dissatisfied with the words of the Fuxing Daoist, "It's just that what about the Huangfeng Continent, you must know that the Huangfeng Continent was originally a ......."

A sudden realization organized Qianyuan to continue, he stopped, and swallowed the words that had reached his mouth.

But he still shouted in his heart.

"Brilliant Wind Continent...... But it used to be Kyushu. ”