Chen Cheng and Senior Sister Xu still couldn't see He Yi, and they didn't even have the slightest instinct for his existence that an immortal cultivator should have. He Yi didn't know why his dream was like this this time, but thinking that he had really met the dream master in his dream, and even brought the pain in the dream to wake up, he was a little convinced that what he saw at the moment was not illusory, but the real thing that was happening in another part of the universe, in the distant mountain and sea realm.

He stood behind the two of them, watching Chen Cheng stand on the bank of the river with his hands in his hands, looking at the small island that belonged to him many years ago through the river and mist, and heard a faint sigh.

Chen Cheng sighed: "I haven't seen you for more than two hundred years, and I don't know where Senior Brother He is now. I have had many adventures, and it took me nine deaths to get my current cultivation, and his spirit is not good at all, and I don't know how much suffering I have endured outside these years. Only hate...... We were all too weak back then. "If one of them had been cultivating in the foundation building period at that time, he would not have been able to retreat in the end, and there would have been one person left.

After all, the past is the past, although I sigh with guilt, but it will not help after all. Chen Cheng sighed, and finally said, "Let's go", stepped on the red cloud, and flew to another part of the Immortal River.

He Yi didn't know until today that there were still people in Ludao who remembered him, although it was only because of Chen Cheng's own apology rather than his affection, but it also moved him slightly.

With his thoughts, He Yi flew into the sky with Chen Cheng and floated in the direction of the Immortal River Tongxuan Hall.

Tongxuan Hall is the place where Lingxu is in charge, and with Lingxu's loose dogma, there is hardly anything to announce in normal times, and few people will disturb the master. The status of the Tongxuan Hall is slightly inferior to that of the Heavenly Realm, but it is no less than the Holy Land for the Spirit Void disciples below the Transformation Stage. At this moment, outside the main hall in the center of Tongxuan Island, there are already hundreds of people standing densely on the fairy flat, those people are old and young, strong and weak, the youngest is still a child of seven or eight years old, and the strongest is already the peak powerhouse of the Vientiane period.

Shangxuan Daozun left with Lin Yanzhi and Xiao Ning, and there were still six people at the peak of Lingxu's strength, five of whom were first-generation patriarchs, and one was the junior brother of the contemporary head of the Ming Dao, and the second-generation patriarch Mingxin was immortal.

He Yi knew that something big should happen after seeing so many people, and it seemed that it had a lot to do with Chen Cheng. When he followed Chen Cheng to the nearest place, the hundreds of Lingxu disciples who talked with each other let him know the specific situation.

It turned out that this important matter was that the patriarch of Tsing Yi was about to step down from his position as a law enforcement elder and pass on the position to Chen Cheng. And many people are saying that the Five Ancestors Tsing Yi Shangxian seems to be about to break through Vientiane and reach a higher level.

This news is not surprising to hear. Lingxu, a sect that has been established for less than 10,000 years, is about to give birth to a heavenly immortal again?

Pinch your fingers and calculate, there are already two kings here, Liu Shangxuan and Lin Yanzhi, as well as Heavenly Immortal Yun Zhiman and Xiao Ning, who is also at the level of Heavenly Immortal. Of course, maybe in the near future, He Yi will also take this step!

In the great world where the Heavenly Immortal Cultivator belongs to the strongest people, in just over 8,000 years, he can cultivate so many strong people above the Heavenly Immortal level, and the loose dogma of the Spirit Void cannot be underestimated.

With Chen Cheng's arrival, the outside of the Tongxuan Hall became even more lively, and many people were greeting him or whispering to each other.

The position of law enforcement elder is second only to the head of the sect on the surface, and the spiritual void dogma is loose, but it is not nothing, so many people are secretly worried about whether that Chen Dao Elder will be a hot-tempered and jealous person. If that is the case, the pattern of spiritual void will definitely be greatly affected in the future.

The noisy situation didn't last long, and when everyone was whispering, the head of the sect Mingji walked out of the Tongxuan Hall with the Five Ancestors Qingyi Shangxian and Mingxin Shangxian.

He Yi floated in the air, staring at the woman in Tsing Yi who had never been masked, and did not notice the clear breath of the Qingming Realm, but intuitively it seemed to be very different from the Vientiane monks, thinking that he was about to cross the tribulation, or had already begun to cross the tribulation.

The Purple Mansion Monk's Heavenly Tribulation is similar to the Soldier's Liberation Tribulation, the difference is only in the distinction between the inside and the outside, and the importance of strength and wisdom.

Lingxu is indeed low-key, the inheritance of law enforcement priorities is a very important thing for a sect, if it is in other immortal sects, basically they will invite friends from the same way to watch the ceremony, because then they can show their generosity, and they can show their own strength and deter the heroes. As for Lingxu to do things, as long as he goes through the motions, the nearly 20,000 disciples who come to watch the ceremony are not even less than one-tenth, which is really very rare.

There were more and more people outside the Tongxuan Palace, and seeing that the number had passed a thousand, the head of Mingji began to announce today's business loudly.

The mana spread the voice of the head of the door hundreds of miles away, He Yi was still looking at Chen Cheng, and secretly praised Senior Brother Chen's calmness, but after a while, he suddenly felt as if he was also seen by someone!

It was a dream, and everything in his dreams was illusory, and to all things in his dreams he was also unreal, but at this moment he was aware of it!

Following his feelings, he looked over and found that he was none other than the Tsing Yi Patriarch who was about to become an immortal.

When he looked over, Tsing Yi also happened to glance up at the empty place in the sky as if nothing happened, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

He Yi suddenly understood that she was only slightly aware of it, and she didn't know what kind of existence was in the sky.

He Yi's illusory thoughts, not even counting his divine sense, can find that he is already perceptive, at least the Ming Xin of the early stage of Vientiane cultivation did not notice any abnormality, and still focused on Ming Ji and Chen Cheng.

As the inheritance ceremony of the law enforcement elders came to an end, Tsing Yi handed over to Chen Cheng a token with "punishment" engraved on the front and a dragon tattooed on the back, and gave him a low-grade immortal treasure. Then Chen Cheng made an oath to abide by his duties and never neglect his duties, and the ceremony was over.

The elders in charge were the first to leave, and He Yi saw that Tsing Yi glanced at him more when he was leaving, but he didn't say much, and he still didn't seem to figure out what was floating there.

In the meantime, He Yi didn't know when he would wake up, he wanted to leave something to tell Chen Cheng that he was doing well now, but his own illusion did not allow him to talk to the people here. The figures outside the Tongxuan Hall gradually decreased, and time passed bit by bit, and before I knew it, it was dusk. Chen Cheng received congratulations from many of his friends there, and it was not until it was almost dark that he finally sent the last person away.

After the people left, Chen Cheng quietly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's go too, go back and see Master." Senior Sister Xu, who took him, also left the Tongxuan Hall together.

He Yi didn't follow. He knew very well that this was not just a dream, because if it was a dream, he would not see Tsing Yi, Mingxin, Senior Sister Xu and others he had never seen. And if all this is true, then he doesn't want to wake up for the time being, and wants to go somewhere else.

There are many places he wants to go, the ferry port of Yulan Town, the nameless island in Beihai, Fangyuan City, Yuchen Palace, etc., as well as the ancient city that he still had time to go to before.

I just don't know if he can fly to these distant places.

I remember that Yun Qi said that she had arranged everything for the next heir of Yuchen Palace before leaving the Mountain and Sea Realm, and now that dozens of days have passed in the Immortal Realm, I don't know if that flower soul has been enlightened.

As soon as he thought of this, He Yi became even more anxious about wanting to go to Yuchen Palace. Then, all of a sudden, he felt like he was moving!

It's fast!

There was no wind or waves, not even the change of scenery when flying, he felt like a light, and in the blink of an eye, he passed through the endless space, and stayed on a vast ocean. Across thousands of miles of oceans, just in an instant!

At this moment, there is a storm in the North Sea, and the waves several feet high are lifted up like a curtain, intending to swallow everything on the sea. Looking down, a small island less than ten miles in radius sits lonely in the middle of the sea, like a reef, small and fragile.

He Yi was a little shocked by the speed at which he went from Lingxu to Huqi Mountain, but because it was just a dream, that shock was quickly put away by himself.

Falling lightly, he saw the appearance of Huqi Mountain and Yuchen Palace from the outside for the first time. Huqi Mountain resembles two lying foxes nestled together, there is no grass and trees on the mountain, only the bluestone of the mountain is beaten by the waves of the Han Sea, and it is sleek. At the highest point of the bluestone island, a strange building with the same blue-green sits it, it is the Yuchen Palace.

Yuchen Palace was different from any palace He Yi had ever seen, its shape was neither square nor round, but an irregular and strange shape with a convex left and a right bulge, and there was no portal even in the place where it entered and exited, just a rough petal-shaped opening.

He Yi seemed to feel the power of the formation when he fell, but that power did not have any effect on him, and he passed through it easily.

Yuchen Palace is the home where Yun Xuan has lived for more than 200 years. Overlooking Huqi Mountain from a low place, he seemed to be able to find figures on the bluestone of the mountain, or looking at the other side of the sea with longing, or bored lying on the stone to draw the shape of the formation.

At this moment, a brisk footstep came from the strangely shaped Yuchen Palace, and after a while, a little girl who looked like she was fifteen or sixteen years old trotted out.

The girl had a green face, her hair was disheveled, she was wearing a goose-yellow liuxian dress, and she was holding a small golden bell in her hand. Her eyes were bright and bright, her water was so beautiful, and she was full of anticipation when she looked at the sea, as if something interesting was about to happen.

Although He Yi didn't have the mind, he could still feel that the bell in the girl's hand should be a very powerful magic weapon, and looking at her eager look, I am afraid that she wanted to test the flooding sea.

Floating in the air, He Yi was about to watch this Yun Xuan's sister perform, but in the next moment, the person in the trotting actually kicked a raised mountain rock and fell to the ground with a bang.