Time passed in a hurry, and the old man Shenmu preached for three days, which was also at a rapid speed, gradually passing by, and passing quickly.

On the evening of the third day, the old man of Shenmu stood up, the traces of the road on the surface of his body flowed, the light rippled, simple and plain, back to the basics, but extremely profound.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the sermon is over, please go back!"

The old man of Shenmu waved his hand, and in his sleeve robe, a piece of Dao light rushed out, sweeping into the void, so that the entire heaven and earth were shrouded in a special atmosphere, deep and endless and terrifying.

"Thank you Master for teaching the sermon!"

Everyone bowed down one after another to show respect, and some of the older characters were called uncles, and the titles they called were naturally different.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the void shook slightly, and a large stream of light rushed out, rolling up ripples, like an ancient portal, slowly spreading out from there.

Immediately after, an extraordinary figure walked out of there, with a dusty temperament, as if an immortal from the fairy world.

Moreover, on the surface of this figure, there are endless chains of order soaring, brilliant and splendid.

"See the Master!"

Seeing this figure appear, everyone bowed down in unison, shouting the sect leader, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Obviously, the person who came was the founder of Baicaomen, that is, the leader of Baicaomen, one of the highest-ranking people in Baicaomen, and a symbol of absolute power and identity authority.

As soon as the sect leader of Baicaomen appeared, the world fell silent, and everyone's eyes were full of respect, because this person was the person who single-handedly created Baicaomen, the founding master of Baicaomen.

"Shenmu, as soon as you came out, you didn't say anything to come and see me, you have to preach for three days, in your heart, there are only these disciples, my heart hurts!"

The Sect Master of the Baicao Sect said with a smile, however, everyone could hear that he was joking, and it could also be seen that the Sect Master of the Baicao Sect had a good relationship with the old man of Shenmu.

This is not surprising, the two joined forces to create the sect at the beginning, the old man of Shenmu and the master of the Baicao Sect, the friendship of five thousand years, is naturally extraordinary, this kind of friendship is not something that ordinary people can understand.

"Haha, so, you're coming to me?"

The old man of Shenmu laughed, he and the sect leader of Baicaomen are old friends who have a deep friendship, and the identities of the two naturally have no distinction between high and low, and they are both the people with the highest status in Baicaomen.

"Alright, let's all disperse!"

Immediately, the Sect Master of the Baicao Sect waved his hand to everyone, then turned his head and said to the old man Shenmu: "Shenmu, let's go, let's go have a few drinks, and by the way, I will show you someone!"

The Sect Master of Baicaomen said, deliberately looking unfathomable, not knowing what he was thinking, less of that majestic appearance, more of an active, and excited to see an old friend.

"Who haven't I met?"

The old man of Shenmu smiled contemptuously, disappreliantly, and blinked, as if he did not take the words of the Sect Master of the Baicao Sect in his eyes, and did not care.

"You'll know when you go!"

Before the words fell, the figures of the two disappeared, the dragon saw the head and the tail, came and went, without a trace, without even a sound of the wind, swift and gentle, and no one could catch the trace of their departure.

"The two seniors haven't seen each other for a hundred years, so they should have a lot to say!"

Looking at the direction in which the two of them left, Chu Chen said softly, these two people, both of them are the strongest in heaven and earth, the absolutely powerful symbol of Baicaomen, and their identities are one of the best, and no one can compare.

"A master is a master, and the dragon who sees the beginning but does not see the end, really has the ability to move the heavens and the earth!"

Yao Xin had envy in his eyes, a top powerhouse like the Sect Master of the Baicao Sect, I don't know how many people are chasing the target, even the peerless Tianjiao Yao Xin is no exception.

At this moment, the two supreme powerhouses have come to the deepest part of the Baicao Gate, where there is a very ancient and profound temple, as if it was cast in the early primeval period.

In fact, this temple was indeed cast by the ancients, even older than Baicaomen, built in the primeval era, and existed for millions of years, only later was moved here by the Baicaomen sect master.

This is the highest temple of Baicaomen, only the sect leader and some important people, the absolute high-level of Baicaomen, can come here, ordinary disciples, dare not trespass.

At this moment, a figure was standing in the hall, waiting for the arrival of the old man of Shenmu and the sect master of the Baicao Sect, it seemed to be a young man, but in that deep gaze, it told others that he was not a young man, and what he saw on the surface was not his real age.

Seeing the Baicao Sect Master and the old man of Shenmu walking in, the figure standing in the hall immediately greeted him and knelt down directly in front of the two.

"Master, Uncle Shenmu!"

As soon as this voice came out, the old man of Shenmu was stunned, and it was as if there were ten thousand heavenly thunders exploding in his mind, rumbling, and in an instant, the old man's mind was blank.

"Are you...... Qingyang?"

When the old man Shenmu heard this voice, he was all familiar, but he was full of disbelief, because he didn't believe that the owner of this voice would still appear in front of his eyes.

He really couldn't believe it, because Qing Yang had already disappeared for thousands of years, and when he was in retreat a hundred years ago, there had been no news of Qing Yang for a long time.

"Uncle Shi, it's me, I'm back!"

Qing Yang kowtowed three times, full of respect for the old man of Shenmu as if he were his master.

"Hahaha...... I didn't expect you to come back, what a providence!"

The old man of Shenmu laughed, the old tears were all over the place, crying with joy, no matter how plain he usually was, he couldn't calm down at the moment, and his joy reached a terrible point.

"Heaven is going to prosper my Baicaomen, haha, it's really good!"

The old man Shenmu continued, and he was almost about to cry, because he was so excited, and the joy for Qing Yang's return was really difficult to describe in words.

What kind of person Qing Yang is, they all know that this is Baicaomen, and even the entire Southern Regions and Ziwei Realm are extremely rare geniuses, rare to see in the ages, cultivating to the sky, overcoming thorns and thorns, singing all the way, they have already laid the foundation of the invincible Dao, and the rising trend is unstoppable.

This is the glorious hope of Baicaomen, the hope of going to the peak in the future, Qingyang has always been known as the most talented person in the Southern Regions since the ages, it seems that as long as he wants to do it, there is nothing he can't do.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

The old man Shenmu continued to say excitedly, and the whole Buddha bead seemed to be dozens of years younger all of a sudden, full of vitality, and his eyes were like a god, and he was bright.

"How's it going? Surprise or not, surprise or not?"

The Sect Master of Baicao Sect said with a smile, because, he knew that this would be the result, because, as early as when Qing Yang had not disappeared before, this was the most valued disciple of the two of them, and they had been cultivating with all their might, and it seemed that they had treated it as their own child, and it had taken countless efforts.

Later, Qing Yang disappeared, and the Sect Master of Baicao Sect and the old man of Shenmu also seemed to be aging overnight, as if their children were suddenly lost, and that kind of mood was probably not understandable to anyone.

Until a hundred years ago, the old man of Shenmu still couldn't let go of his heart, thousands of years like a day, no one will forget that once brilliant genius, the most outstanding person in the Southern Regions.

Now, after a hundred years of enlightenment, I broke through, but found that someone I had never forgotten appeared, and this excitement is really difficult to describe in words.

"Great, great, great!"

The old man of Shenmu has lost the majesty that a strong man should have, and he said three 'great' in a row, and his speech and demeanor became a little incoherent, and it can be seen that it is caused by excitement, and it is difficult to control himself.

"Uncle Shi, let you remember!"

Qing Yang said apologetically, after all, he knew his status in the Baicao Sect, and he also knew that he had a pivotal position in the hearts of the Sect Master of the Baicao Sect and the old man of Shenmu, and the blow that his disappearance brought to the two of them must be devastating and difficult to accept.

"Child, don't think too much, tell me what happened when you disappeared?"

The old man of Shenmu almost ignored the sect leader of the Baicao Sect, pulled Qing Yang, sat down in the hall, and asked seriously.

Then, Qing Yang began a long story, starting from his high-spirited, heroic and dry clouds, going to the South China Sea, until he floated on the lonely sea for three thousand years, the details, or the detailed description, the thrilling process, even more so that the old man of Shenmu frowned.

On the endless sea, except for the fog, it is hazy, and then there is nothing to see, leaving Qingyang only lonely and lonely, and a long time.

It wasn't until later that he was unable to absorb the aura of heaven and earth for a long time, so he ran out of oil and almost died, and at the last moment, fortunately met Chu Chen, who took him out of the endless sea and was reborn.

"It's really dangerous, the South China Sea in the extreme south of the Southern Regions is a little terrifying!"

Even a strong person like the old man Shenmu felt a deep fear, and the ghost knew how Qing Yang couldn't think about it for a while, and even wanted to break through the South China Sea.

However, now in the eyes of the old man Shenmu, nothing is important, as long as Qingyang comes back now, it will be a great joy.

"Child, you have suffered!"

The old man of Shenmu sighed, wandering endlessly for three thousand years, and still in that kind of place where his spiritual power dried up, he couldn't practice, and he must have suffered a lot every day, and it was estimated that even if he was a strong person like them, it would be difficult to endure that kind of pain.

However, Qing Yang survived, and now he is more calm and introverted, and his breath is even more terrifying, even more extraordinary than ordinary super powerhouses.

"It's not bitter, for such a long time, although I can't practice, my martial arts are enduring torment all the time, thousands of years are like a day, and my martial arts have already reached a very strong point!"

Qing Yang said, floating for so long in the desperate sea area, it is not useless, at least let Qing Yang's martial arts endured a long process of suffering, and he has already been trained like steel, indestructible......