Fast pass system: hide the boss, please accept the move

Chapter 346 Immortals Are Hard to Find (54)

The young man in white clothes fluttering in the breeze walked towards the unparalleled girl in the same plain white clothes with a smile, as if he was walking slowly but firmly towards his destiny.

Such a strange idea popped up in the minds of everyone present, but the next moment they dismissed the idea.

What a mess, these two people in front of them have a serious master-student relationship.

I didn't see the young man walking towards the girl and knelt on one knee to salute: "The disciple has seen the master."

Shunhua looked down at this person who had disappeared for more than a hundred years, shed the innocence of his youth, and now he has grown into a gentle gentleman full of elegance, but the sharpness that flashed from time to time in the gentleness of his eyebrows and eyes showed that he suffering for centuries.

He was just a young man who left the foundation, but he returned as a strong Mahayana, becoming the fourth Mahayana venerable in Ziwei Tiangong.

"Get up."

Shunhua's hidden laughter fell, and all the thoughts and worries in the past century seemed to dissipate with this shallow laughter.

"That person... who is it?" Shunhua asked the person Qi Yun was holding just now, but his eyes fell on the great elder who was Master Tang Wan.

Qi Yun got up and walked to Shunhua's side, his eyes seemed to be glued to her, and he refused to move away for a moment, but he answered Shunhua's question without delay, "That's the one I met outside Ziwei Tiangong. , has the breath of the demon race."

Everyone turned their eyes away from Qi Yun and looked at the Great Elder. The Great Elder's face was still ugly, and he snorted coldly at the elders, but he still respectfully saluted Shunhua, "Uncle Hui, it is the traitor Tang Wan. "

Shunhua: "Sure enough, he is from the demon clan." Then, she turned to Wen Renyao, "Take this person down, interrogate him carefully, and at the same time check whether there are demon clan in the sect. As for your Disciple, punish as you like."

Wen Renyao: "Yes."

Seeing that Shun Hua was about to leave, and Qi Yun was about to leave, Wen Renyao asked aloud, "Little Martial Uncle, now that Junior Brother has become a new venerable of our sect, is there a ceremony to be held?"

The Conferring Ceremony, as the name suggests, is a ceremony held for cultivating to the Mahayana.It can be regarded as a very important ceremony for the sect in the world of cultivating immortals, and it represents the strength of a sect.

Shunhua stopped in his tracks, looked back and said, "A month later, follow the rules and invite the principals of each sect."

After finishing speaking, he took Qi Yun and left.

Leaving Wen Renyao and several elders sighing in situ.

"This little junior brother is really powerful, but he became a Mahayana cultivator when he was over a hundred years old. Pity me for waiting for a thousand years old, and now..."

"It's just that you have Mahayana cultivation at the age of a hundred, so there won't be any problems, right?"

"What are you worried about? I think the little uncle can think of this problem and will definitely investigate."

……

As they guessed, Shunhua did not expect that Qi Yun had become a Mahayana monk now, and he was also a little worried.

"Master, don't worry, the disciple has actually practiced for more than a hundred years."

As soon as Qi Yun said this, Shunhua looked at him in surprise, "More than a hundred years..." She mused, "You mean that the flow of time in your place is inconsistent with that of the Canglan Great World."

Qi Yun nodded and said with a smile: "I only found out after I came out." He stretched out a hand and said to Shunhua: "Master, you can find out my age."

Shunhua reached out and touched Qi Yun's wrist with two fingers, exerting a little force, his eyes were full of surprise, but there was a bit of clarity in the surprise.

"...One thousand two hundred and eight years old."

It was even bigger than her body.

Feeling that the gentle touch on the wrist was no longer there, Qi Yun withdrew his hand with some reluctance, and smiled as if nothing had happened: "Now the disciple's cultivation level will catch up with the master's."

Qi Yun is now also at the beginning of Mahayana and is about to break through the middle stage of cultivation.

(End of this chapter)