The events in front of the Sky Cliff and the Patriarch's Palace, the scene hovered in their minds like demons.

In the past few years, the two of them have devoted themselves to cultivation, and they have been refining their realm cultivation all the time, in order to get back to the field of the past.

However, today, when they saw Shen Yu for the first time, they suddenly realized that all this might be in vain.

They had already reached the iQue Realm a few years ago, even if they had already reached the top of their cultivation in the iQue Realm now, and they were even only one point away from the realm of the unity of the primordial gods, but after all, they were only fugue.

And the other party defeated them many years ago just by entering the Dao realm, no matter what method is used, if you lose, you lose, so what should happen to the victory or defeat between the two sides in the same realm?

"It's getting late." Fang Hate sighed.

Chen Cambodia clasped his hands and said expressionlessly: "The cultivation road is long, and it is not too late if you have not reached the top for a day!"

The proud man who wore the Dao crown back then, as he grew older, had already left that trace of arrogance behind.

Ye Zhiqiu was also standing next to a slightly simple wooden house.

Jiang Shaoqiu also walked out of the sea of clouds in the Yanfa Palace.

Different from the emotions of the young disciples, those elderly elders watched the long rainbow disappear into the sky, and their eyes could be described as mixed, with excitement, worry, regret, everything.

Changhong stopped above the thousand-zhang sky in the deepest part of the Dao Sect.

A majestic mountain peak slowly runs in the sky, and the surrounding clouds and mist are ethereal, faintly revealing some steep cliffs.

The figure flashed.

The two of them quietly landed on the top of Feilai Peak.

Mu Huai's figure slowly condensed behind Shen Yu, and then looked around with some caution and timidity.

Shen Yu glanced away with a slight smile.

Su Mo was sleeping next to the sea of flowers under the waterfall, lying on a rocking chair, the ancient scrolls covering his forehead, just enough to block the morning sun.

A woman in her twenties was watering flowers in a sea of flowers, looking serious and peaceful.

A particularly beautiful civet cat and an old dog chased after me by the stream not far away.

From time to time, a carp with a golden body jumped up in the water, whining and whining in its mouth, as if to say something.

In the dense forest in the distance, Qingshan, Lingjianzi, and Bean Sprouts, all three of them were sitting cross-legged, and the magic weapon fairy sword in front of them was circling, as if they were practicing.

A thin Taoist stood in front of the three of them, smiling, as if explaining something.

At this time, the Yuan Temple Flying Peak was no longer what Shen Yu had been when he first came, and it was quite vibrant.

I don't know why, everyone's eyes subconsciously look towards the top of the mountain.

When they saw the middle-aged Taoist and Shen Yu who had never met before, everyone's eyes lit up, and they all stood up and came to the top of the mountain.

"Meet the Master."

Su Mo bent down and saluted, then glanced at Shen Yu and asked with a smile, "Why is the little junior brother injured?"

Dao Fan Zhenren said respectfully: "Welcome the head back to the mountain."

Yang Liu followed and saluted silently, then looked at Shen Yu, his eyes narrowed, and he tilted his head and smiled, "Senior Brother Shen looks better!"

The corners of Shen Yu's mouth curled slightly, and he nodded, "Long time no see."

The slightly immature girl back then has now completely grown into a particularly gentle and moving woman, years of watering flowers, bathing in the aura of heaven and earth, and countless seemingly unintentional small talk with Su Mo about the understanding of the cultivation realm, has already made the woman more excellent, and her temperament is self-opening.

The three of them came here at the same time, and when they heard this, they learned that this person in front of them was the top cultivator of the entire Dao Sect and even the world, and they couldn't help but have a nervous look on their faces.

Then the three of them looked at each other, knelt down and kowtowed together, and said, "See the master."

Dao Yan Zhenren's gaze swept over the three of them, and he said calmly: "Although Qingsong Mingyue is my senior nephew, he has an extremely high rank in the sect, and he is not in the four halls, since this is the case, you will practice as a disciple of three generations in the Yuan Temple in the future, and you can't practice in a barren manner, great."

The road is long, remember to keep your heart."

The identity of the head of the Taoist Sect is an unspeakable event in the Taoist Sect.

"Yes!" Lingjianzi and bean sprouts responded in unison.

Dao Yan Zhenren's gaze shifted to the young Qingshan, looking at the broken spear behind him, his eyes revealed a complicated look, "There are many magic weapons on the Treasure Cliff, would you like to change one?"

Qingshan was stunned for a moment, then looked at his broken gun, then shook his head, and said, "Thank you, Great Immortal, I'm used to using this gun, so I won't be troublesome."

After saying this, the boy was still a little apologetic and nervous.

For a young man like Ling Jianzi and Dou Sprout, who had been accustomed to seeing top cultivators in Wanliu City since he was a child, Qingshan was actually just a simple child in a small mountain village, and he was much more worried at this moment.

Dao Yan Zhenren saw the young man's face and smiled, "You are a little different from him."

Qingshan scratched his head and was puzzled, "Are you talking about Uncle Xiang?"

Dao Yan Zhenren nodded and said, "If it were him, he would not hesitate to take this magic weapon, and then go to the Treasure Cliff to pick another one, no, it is a lot."

Ling Jianzi thought about it seriously and found that this was really the case, so he couldn't help laughing.

Ling Jianzi's eyes lit up, and he said with a big grin, "What, Master! Bean Sprouts and I don't mind, we don't have a natal magic weapon yet, so let's go instead of Senior Brother Qingshan! You must know that my spirit sword is also a well-known man in Wanliu City, and I want to be back then.... Hey, hey, Uncle Su, don't pull my ears!"

Su Mo smiled and didn't say anything, just silently pulled the ear of the spirit sword and pulled it away.

Bean Sprouts couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle when she saw this scene.

Dao Yan Zhenren looked at Qingshan, his eyes were full of the shadow of the man back then, and said calmly, "When you need it, you can go and get one."

Aoyama grinned and nodded heavily.

Evening.

Continuous fiery clouds covered the sky, and from the top of the Abyss Temple, it looked more like a splendid mountain and river.

Everyone sat together at the bottom of the cliff, a bonfire was lit, and Lingjianzi went down the mountain to catch a few hares and pheasants, and built a grill with Lingmu as a celebratory dinner, and in a short time the meat was full of aroma.

In the vast world, the fireworks slowly drift into the sky, and the scenery at dusk is particularly moving.

Dao Yan Zhenren stood silently on the top of the mountain, looking at the entire Dao Sect, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Mo appeared behind him and asked with a smile, "When will the one from Qingdi City come out?"

Within the Dao Sect, not to mention Shen Yu, even the relationship between Su Mo and Dao Yan Zhenren was not as rigorous as that of ordinary masters and apprentices, and they didn't care about these false courtesies.

And the disciple happened to be Su Mo, Shen Yu, a strange person who was extremely difficult to find in the entire spiritual wilderness, so it caused such a scene of getting along with each other extremely casually.

Dao Yan Zhenren said calmly, "He is waiting, and I am waiting."

Shen Yu also walked over and said curiously, "What are you waiting for?"

Qingdi City Song Nu is proud of the world's martial arts, as the first person in martial arts, the battle with Dao Yan Zhenren is the most eye-catching battle in the world, and countless people have been looking forward to it for many years, even Shen Yu.

"He is waiting for his disciple to successfully break through the Upper Three Realms and become the second person in the Blue Emperor City after him, this matter has been completed in the Demon Domain, he has no wishes now, as for me..."

Dao Yan Zhenren was silent for a while, squinting his eyes and said, "It's not so easy to break through that barrier, I've been in retreat for many years, but I'm just waiting, waiting for something to come out."