For cultivators, the concept of time has been much diluted compared to ordinary people. Cultivation for years, decades, or even hundreds of years may be a lifetime for ordinary people, but for these people, it is just a necessary process.

The two days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time to leave. In the early morning, many visitors gathered in the annex.

In the hall, Wei Yi Zhenren and Daoyun Zhenren were talking to the seniors who came to say goodbye, if they had the heart, they could find that these people were actually the seniors who were sitting on the viewing platform.

Ouyang Batian, the head sect leader of the Eastern Regions Demon Dao Sect, was sitting in the living room with a solemn expression, saying goodbye to the Dao Yun Zhenren. Ordinary monks would have been shocked to see such a situation. As the saying goes, good and evil are not separated, but the situation in front of us has completely subverted cognition.

"Brother Wei Yi, in this case, a hundred years later, among the ancient ruins, it will be a life-and-death dispute between my disciple Sima Kun and your sect's talented Shi Yifeng. At that time, the winner will be king, and the loser will die. No one else is allowed to meddle in this matter, what do you think?" Although Ouyang Batian is the leader of the Demon Dao, he obviously doesn't want to offend the Dao Sect because of such a trivial matter, this proposal is common sense and fair.

"What Sect Leader Ouyang said is very true, then among the ancient ruins, the battle between the two of them is life and death! The premise is that the Ouyang Sect mainly keeps its promise to keep the soul of the sixth grandfather, and the winner gets the soul!"

Wei Yizhen was obviously full of confidence in Shi Yifeng, so he quickly agreed to this matter in front of everyone. As for the last mention of protecting Shi Yifeng's grandfather's soul, it was Wei Yizhen's good intentions.

As a peerless master who has been famous in the cultivation world for a long time, Wei Yizhen naturally knows the cultivation all the way, and the most important thing is the state of mind. If the state of mind is profound, then the cultivation will naturally follow, and even if it is accumulated with time, it will definitely catch up.

But if the state of mind cultivation can't keep up, and you just cultivate spiritual power cultivation, then there will be a big problem. To a certain extent, it is very likely that the cultivation will stagnate, and if there is no chance, I am afraid that it will be like this for the rest of my life.

Since ancient times, such examples abound, blindly pursuing power, and finally getting stuck in a certain realm, and never making the slightest progress in life. It's serious that I can't stand this situation, and in the end my cultivation gets out of control, goes mad, and even loses my life.

In the past hundred years, as long as Shi Yifeng knew the agreement of his grandfather's soul, he would definitely not do anything out of the ordinary, and coupled with his own teachings, this was the best way to cultivate.

This matter seems to be insignificant to Wei Yizhen. But Ouyang Batian can naturally understand Wei Yizhen's good intentions. Although the Dao Sect had been in a weak position for ten thousand years, the Nether Sect had repeatedly bullied the disciples of the Dao Sect. But now it is not what it used to be, as far as the cultivation of Daoyun Zhenren and Weiyi Zhenren is concerned, they are almost inferior to themselves, and they are categorically not sure of winning.

Ouyang Batian didn't want to lose face, and after weighing it, he said lightly: "That's a certainty, this seat will naturally keep its promise." ”

The two reached a consensus because of this matter, and Ouyang Batian didn't want to say more, so he immediately closed his eyes and began to meditate. Wei Yi Zhenren, seeing such a situation, naturally he wouldn't say anything more, turned around and took it up, and walked towards Bai Ruoling, the valley master of Flying Flower Valley.

"It's always something to face。。。。。。 A vague voice slowly spread from Bai Ruoling's body. Bai Ruoling didn't wait for Wei Yizhen to come, he stood up straight, and suddenly turned into an almost invisible white light, shooting towards the sky, and at the same time, a light suddenly flashed out, following closely behind.

Daoyun Zhenren, Long Potian, and Ouyang Batian sensed this almost at the same time, and they all looked towards the place where the two disappeared. Seeing this, Daoyun Zhenren coughed silently, and then pulled the other two back.

"Long Daoyou, the great prince of the Heavenly Dynasty, Long Xingyun, is talented, and he will definitely become a great weapon in time, Daoyun is here to congratulate Daoyou. ”

"Where, where, your sect Nie Hongchen and Xuyun are all the sons of heaven, and Long is very envious. There is also the early realm of Jindan, ranking among the top ten masters, Shi Yifeng's qualifications are really incomparable. "Long Potian is different from the people of the Netherworld Sect, and when the Dao Sect was at its weakest, he didn't take the opportunity to suppress it.

Even the elder Lord of the Heavenly Empire tried his best to protect the Dao Sect. From this point alone, the Eastern Dragon Heavenly Empire can be said to be the force most closely related to the Dao Sect.

The two of you said a word, complimenting each other, and in the end, Ouyang Batian also joined in. You congratulate me, I congratulate you, and the conversation is very enjoyable.

"It is said that your sect has a disciple named Yin Yi, who can be called the younger generation of cultivators. I don't know, why didn't Sect Leader Ouyang let him participate in the conference?" When Long Potian was dying, he suddenly asked the Netherworld Sect Master, and then stared at Ouyang Batian tightly.

"How can Yin Yi compare to the two juniors, since the last defeat at the hands of the great prince of the Gui Dynasty, he has begun to retreat, and it has been more than sixty years until today. Ouyang Batian is worthy of a generation of heroes, and he answered the question lightly.

But Daoyun Zhenren and the Lord of the Heavenly Dynasty naturally wouldn't believe that it was so simple, at the last Immortal Ascension Conference, Nie Hongchen and Long Xingyun were of course peerless double pride. But there are still a few people who should not be underestimated, the first is the Yin One of the Netherworld Sect, and the other is the Void Cloud, and even the other four sons of the Dao Sect Destiny Peak If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation time was still short, I am afraid that their reputation would not be inferior to these two people.

Speaking of which, Wei Yizhenren's own cultivation has come from behind, but no one thought that Wei Yizhenren's disciples are all some outstanding disciples, the five sons of Lifefeng, and now there is another Shi Yifeng. Ouyang Batian and the Lord of the Celestial Empire couldn't help but fall into deep thought, and their thoughts were full of Wei Yi's real figures.

On the nameless mountain peak outside the city, two white rays of light fell almost in no particular order. In an instant, the white light turned into a human form, and standing in front was a woman with a peerless face, and behind it was a thin man with a strange appearance. These two people are Bai Ruoling and Wei Yizhen, who flew from the city garden.

The two of them stood silently on the top of the mountain, letting the bitter wind blow their clothes. After a long time, Bai Ruoling turned around lightly and faced Wei Yi Zhenren.

"Can't you put it down?" The voice is as elegant as ever, seven hundred years, the years have not left traces on its body, but have added a dusty temperament, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Ruoling, there are still three hundred years, and the period of three hundred years will soon come. Wei Yizhen looked at the woman in front of him, it had been seven hundred years, and this woman had not married for herself, and she had not looked for a Taoist partner. My heart was full of guilt, and I couldn't wait to kill the Yin Demon Son immediately and restore my true appearance.

"I don't care about your looks, you know?" Bai Ruoling stared closely at the man in front of him, his voice indescribably desolate.

"You know what, you know what。。。。。。 This sentence is like a wave in the sea, hitting Wei Yizhen's mind again and again.

"Three hundred years later, I will give you an explanation!" the decisive voice was slow and solemn.

Outside the city gate of the Eastern Dragon Heavenly Dynasty, hundreds of monks gathered here, and Dao Yun Zhen's mouth whispered, and the phantom spirit boat appeared in the open space in front of the city gate out of thin air, and then rose against the wind, becoming hundreds of times larger out of thin air. Daoyun Zhenren quickly commanded many disciples to board the flying boat, and then slowly floated up by himself, standing side by side with Wei Yi Zhenren.

"Thank you for sending us off!" dozens of voices descended from the ship.

"Uncle Shi, look, there is our sect in front" A female disciple stood behind Wei Yizhenren and looked down, and it was the Taixuan Mountain Range, which meandered for tens of thousands of miles, and asked the place where the sect of the Dao Sect was located.

"Why don't you see the disciples who guard the mountain?" Dao Yun Zhenren suddenly appeared beside Wei Yi Zhenren.

"Senior brother, the Dao Sect has come to visit, but I don't know if it's friend or foe. Wei Yizhen's expression was slightly solemn, and both of them could feel that there was an aura in the main peak of the sect that they had never seen before, and the strength of the aura was even stronger than that of the two of them.