The more things he knows, the more prepared people become, but it's not easy to grasp whether it's true or false, but for a person like Yan Yun who has a great consummation of the soul realm, he knows everything is true.

In the secret room, Yan Yun slowly opened his eyes, feeling the abundance of his body and the abundance of Jing strength, he nodded slightly, and then stood up and walked towards the outer door.

Pushing open the heavy stone door, it was a refreshing fresh air, and after a few greedy sips, Yan Yun's body was full of blood and went towards the underground parking alchemy factory.

As soon as he arrived at the underground alchemy factory, Yan Yun found Yang Nan and Yang Ting and talked about some things, among these things, there were good things and bad things.

There are many good things like this, such as after the Immortal Awakening Era, the prohibition that restricts oneself and others will be dispersed, and breaking through to a higher realm is to live longer.

However, although it is said that it can live for a long time, this may not be very important to some people, but for an old monster like Yan Yun who has lived for more than a hundred years, it is still good to live a little longer.

There are many bad things, but what makes Yang Ting and the others pay attention is the danger that they and the others will face after Xianjue comes. Although it is said that the Great Perfection of the Soul Realm is now the strongest person at the peak, as soon as the Immortal Jue comes, it will plummet

As he spoke, he left leisurely in a few days, and after Yan Yun finished speaking, he did not stop at the underground alchemy factory, but began to wander leisurely. No, it can't be just hanging out, it's going to see somewhere you want to go.

Huarong Community, this is the first place Yan Yun went to, compared with before, Huarong Community has changed a lot. And the people Yan Yun wanted to see were not seen at the moment, Tianyi and Tianye, when Yan Yun asked the people in the Huarong Community, they had already died in an incident. As for what the incident is, it seems to be an incident in the Black Cloud Swamp.

Now in charge of the Huarong community is a young man named Tianchu, who is said to be the youngest son of Tianye.

Regarding the truth and falsehood of what the people in Huarong Community said, Yan Yun did not have any research heart, and after shaking his head slightly, he went to the mine.

After such a year's take, Yan Yun's mine at that time had already been exhausted, looking at the unrecognizable mine. and the place where the old monk was originally chained, Yan Yun shrugged his shoulders helplessly and left here, things are not people, which undoubtedly shows that Yan Yun thinks a lot now.

Indeed, nothing can resist the passage of time all the time

After walking slowly around the Huarong community, Yan Yun turned into a bloody light and left here, as for the next time he came here, there must be no such possibility.

Leaving the Huarong community, Yan Yun's body scattered and stopped in the sky above the Wolong Temple, at this moment the Wolong Temple is more prosperous than the original, the new generation of young monks really hurry up, and the older generation of monks are concentrating on Zen. As for what the effect of this meditation is, Yan Yun has no chance to know.

Just as Yan Yun roughly swept the Wolong Temple with the eye of heaven and wanted to leave, a middle-aged man's voice slowly came from below.

"Amitabha, Lord Yan Yun, if you have free time, then let's get together."

Hearing the other party say his name, Yan Yun was not different, but after scanning the Tianyan scan, he found that the appearance of the middle-aged man who spoke was seven or eight points similar to that of someone under his influence, and immediately smiled and said.

"If the master doesn't dislike me, come down and get together." As he spoke, Yan Yun slowly fell towards the Wolong Temple below.

After landing in mid-air in a quiet bamboo forest in Wolong Temple, Yan Yun walked slowly to one of the bamboo tables and chairs.

On the bamboo chair, a middle-aged man in a robe was looking at Yan Yun with a smile at the moment, and the middle-aged man's face was seven or eight points similar to that of Zhenmao back then.

After making a gesture to Yan Yun to sit down, Zhong Zhenmao smiled, and said with some reminiscence: "Master Yan Yun, I haven't seen you for nearly a hundred years, but it's good recently." ”

For the smile of the sadamo. Yan Yun also smiled, and after sitting down, he touched his chin and said, "It's good, but now should I call you Master Zhenmao or what master should I call you?" ”

Listening to Yan Yun's words, Zhenmao waved his hand lightly and said: "The realm has reached the realm of the soul, and the seniority has also gone up, but Yan Yun's benefactor still calls me a little monk Zhenmao." After speaking, Zhen Mao's face was a little bitter, and then he said with some loss: "If the rest of the senior brothers live until now, they must be very happy to see Zhenyue's donor." ”

"After," looking at Zhen Mao's demeanor, Yan Yun's face was smiling, and only after a while did he say, "Are they not there?" ”

"Hehehe, can you live for a long time in this temple? A person like Yan Yun, who has no quarrel with the world, has been expelled from the temple, who else can stay here and live here? Zhen Mao's bitter smile flashed, and he began to speak to Yan Yun like boiling water.

It turned out that after Yan Yun left, Wolong Temple did not calm down, but various incidents continued to appear, and various rights struggles also continued to appear, and this kind of competition involved many people. Bilian, Zhen Zhen, and others were all swept in.

Fighting openly and secretly fighting Bilian, Zhen Xuan, and others died, Zhen Mao, a person with less than half a tendon, did avoid these meditations**, but instead progressed to the Great Perfection of the Soul Realm and became the host of this temple.

Maybe Zhenmao is not a very competent place to live, but his appearance undoubtedly calmed down Wolong Temple, and the least number of rights disappeared completely.

Listening to Zhen Mao's gossip, Yan Yun also fell into thought, no matter where he is, there are these things, even this Wolong Temple is no exception.

After laughing at himself, Zhen Mao stopped what he said, looked at Yan Yun, and asked this time: "Master Yan Yun, how are you doing?" ”

Hearing Zhen Mao ask like this, Yan Yun smiled and it was good, Yan Yun should have said more about the things over the years, which undoubtedly made Zhen Mao amazed, and after hearing Yan Yun's dangerous life and death process, he still breathed a sigh of relief, as if what Yan Yun said was believed by him cleanly.

Yan Yun smiled at Zhenmao's attitude. Zai just took out some pills and sent them over.

Looking at the pill Zhenmao that Yan Yun sent to his side, he smiled again, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled, as if they had returned to the original relationship between junior and disciple, but now the identities of the two are undoubtedly very different (to be continued. )