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Fang Yingxue looked at the door of the main hall, where a red-haired figure wearing a black robe was walking towards him, with a look of exhaustion on his face but unable to conceal his elegance.

Unlike the kind old man she had seen before, the current one did not have the slightest trace of an old man's attitude. He really looked like the strong man in the jade mural, who had come to life again.

Although the temperament is different, the smile in his eyes is still familiar.

"you……"

Fang Yingxue's voice was trembling, and she chased after him regardless of the fragments of the tea cup in front of her, as if she couldn't believe that her ancestor would come back.

Just as he was about to salute, he was supported by a pair of big hands.

Just listen to the hoarse voice: "Don't be rigid."

Those hands were also warm, just like the voice.

It's like bathing in the spring breeze.

The maid next to Fang Yingxue had already knelt on the ground the moment the ancestor called out the ancestor, and the porter and the housekeeper did not dare to speak loudly.

I was afraid of disturbing the man who was called the ancestor by my ancestors.

They didn't even dare to look up at this legendary figure.

On the one hand, it's because as a legendary figure, the ancestor's style is too dazzling.

As the founder of the sect, today's Taiyi Sect is based on the accumulation of the past, but the Shangzong has accelerated and maintained this momentum. Secondly, this ancestor is not a good person in the legend.

Back then, Xingluohai called this person the ‘Taishi Soul-Swallowing Demon Lord’.

A soul-revering flag can defeat many of its peers and even seniors.

As the other group of ancestors withered, only this ancestor was left.

The changes in the Zhou Mansion could not be concealed, and Lord Tushan did not use his great magic power to hide it, so when the aura fluctuations appeared, several golden elixir rays of light rushed towards the clan's main hall.

The leader among them was a young man, whose voice and appearance made Tu Shanjun couldn't help but be surprised, and then he looked at Fang Yingxue.

"Mother."

"Zhi'er, come and meet your master."

Fang Yingxue quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and hurriedly called the young man forward.

"Master?"

Not to mention that the young man was stunned, even the Jindan elders who came over were particularly surprised.

They all looked at the tall figure.

Black robe, red hair.

The face is like green jade.

If it had horns on its forehead, it would be exactly the same as the jade statue used in clan sacrifices.

But it doesn’t matter if it’s less. This is what the ancestor personally acknowledged. Is it still fake?

Among them, there was a bold one who extended his spiritual consciousness to find out the reality of the black-robed young man in front of him. His spiritual consciousness came into contact with this person without any hindrance.

This surprised him very much. If it was really the person in the legend, he was at least the supreme true king. How could it be so easy for him to see through the truth?

However, something unexpected happened.

His consciousness seemed to see a terrifying abyss.

Abyss made no movement, allowing him to retract the 'tentacles' smoothly.

As soon as the tentacles returned, cold sweat had covered his forehead, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Zhou Yuliang, what are you doing?"

Zhou Yuliang did not dare to say that he was a bold attempt, and said quickly: "I am so excited to see my ancestor."

The remaining elders rolled their eyes.

However, they did not kneel down on the ground, but bowed their hands and called themselves ancestors. It is normal for the ancestor to be alive and return to the clan.

It means that once the ancestor comes back, they will have another backer.

They don't know the details of their ancestors and Shang Zong's evil deeds.

No matter what, the ancestor's departure back then was a hidden secret. Now that he is returning, he might want to take advantage of Venerable Taihua's departure to take control of the sect in his own hands.

With such danger, the Zhou family may be able to take a step forward, or it may plummet.

Far less stable than the current position.

"Zhou Yuzong, I have met the ancestor."

Zhou Yuzong bowed his hands and looked at the ancestor while looking at him. The ancestor still looked like a young man, just like what was recorded in the classics. It was said that at that time, the ancestor was able to compete with the strong men of the Kunpeng Sect, and he was an unparalleled genius.

Later, for unknown reasons, he left the sect.

The return of the ancestor is certainly joyful, but it is impossible for such a big man to return for no reason.

The other party's return must have a purpose.

Zhou Yuzong couldn't make up his mind for a moment. It would be nice if his eldest brother was here.

‘The eldest brother is the True Monarch of Nascent Soul and the second elder of the sect’s leader, Xingfeng. He not only has an unshakable position, but also possesses great strength. Even if the ancestor has other ideas, the eldest brother’s opinion must be considered. ’

Zhou Yuzong immediately cast a sound transmission technique.

Of course Tushanjun could see it clearly.

It's like a child sneaking candy while the adults are not paying attention, thinking that the adults won't notice, but in fact he is being smart.

It’s not that it wasn’t discovered, it was just allowed.

…

The twelve main peaks of Taiyi Sect.

Xingfeng is a rather special peak.

The punishment for taking charge of a sect.

The monks who can enter the Xing Peak must be the elite of the sect, and they must also pass the test in terms of character and enforce the law impartially.

However, how fair it is depends on the specific issues. After all, Xingfeng is composed of monks, not parts or machines.

The quiet cave is connected to the underground fifth-grade spiritual veins.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon in the center of the cave is a burly middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's mouth and nose were filled with long spiritual energy, and the golden sword energy around him intertwined into a huge net. As he slowly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes were like two heavenly swords hanging from the sky.

The news that the jade slip of the sound transmission was broken into pieces made the middle-aged man's expression sluggish.

After pondering for a long time, I decided to go out and meet him.

Regardless of emotion or reason, he will go.

This person is not only one of the founders of Taiyi Sect, but also the master of his father Zhou Xinglie, their master. As a junior, no matter how much status he holds or his tyrannical strength, he has to go see him.

It just so happens that he is now specializing in magic and magical powers, rather than concentrating on practicing Qi in a long period of time.

In fact, he also wanted to meet this peerless strong man that Uncle Wu Rong said.

In his opinion, Uncle Wu Rong was already powerful enough.

And he had reached the late stage of Nascent Soul two hundred years ago.

That kind of strength can be ranked among the best in the entire sect.

Even if they both have Tianlinggen, Zhou Yufeng has to admit that Uncle Wu Rong's talents are not comparable to his.

In fact, his path has been very smooth. He was born in a large sect since he was a child. His father is a disciple of the ancestor, and his mother's talent is not weak.

He will get whatever resources he wants, and whatever techniques he wants, he will get them.

I have never experienced setbacks at all. The only big difficulty is probably going to war with the Kunpeng Sect.

In that battle, he shined.

From then on, he secured his position as the second elder of Xingfeng.

Today, he has grown into a towering tree, able to protect his clan and his own family.

Zhou Yufeng walked out of the execution hall, turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the family.

The breath is burning.

As bold as a sword.

It made the young people sitting in the hall look sideways.

Bada.

Zhou Yufeng's burly figure stepped in.

That powerful aura was like a heavenly sword.

However, after seeing the young man sitting in the seat, Zhou Yufeng's pupils shrank slightly, he took two steps forward and cupped his hands and said: "Taiyi Sect disciple, Zhou Yufeng, has met the master!"

This bow was made sincerely, without any embarrassment or embarrassment. It was as if he should have bowed down when he saw that person, and as if he had already bowed before.

yes.

He had already paid his respects.

Whether it is the jade statue in the main hall of the clan or the jade statue in the clan ancestral hall.

Now I just saw the real person.

Tu Shanjun looked at it with searching eyes, nodded slightly and said, "Not bad, not bad."

Zhou Yufeng's aura was stable and he was practicing serious sect techniques, not his path or his later path.

In fact, Tu Shanjun did not use Taiyi Shengxian Sect's skills as the basis. He integrated magic and magical powers into his own way.

Just like the magic of Yuan Shengming Demon.

The basis of everything is still the true meaning and the soul-honoring flag. On this basis, additions, subtractions and changes will give birth to different magical powers that are suitable for him.

As the last battle deepened, Tu Shanjun had already realized that he was going to take the road of integration.

Immortals, demons, and Buddhas are integrated into one body.

Just have it,

Immortals and demons are one body and the Buddha's heart is solid.

Do you want to say that this is still the Taiyi Shengxian Sect's technique?

It can only be a matter of opinion.

However, Zhou Yufeng is different from him.

Zhou Yufeng practices the orthodox Taiyi Shengxian Sect technique.

With the expansion and stability of the sect, each of the five attribute skills in the Sutra Pavilion has its own destination, causing more sword cultivators to appear in the sect. Obviously, Zhou Yufeng, who has a single-attribute golden spirit root, is a good example.

Compared to Tu Shanjun's indifference, the elders who were seated stood up one after another.

Zhou Yuzong also looked at everything in front of him in astonishment.

Witness everyone’s reaction.

Of course Zhou Yufeng knew what was going on.

As the family gets bigger and the status gets higher, there are more things to consider.

I don’t have that much respect for my ancestors.

I thought that the young man in front of me was just an outdated thing.

It's okay to be a mascot, but to interfere in big things is fine.

But he didn't know that in Zhou Yufeng's eyes.

The ancestor in front of him is like a mountain that is difficult to reach.

Golden elixir?

Just the first step.

Getting to this point doesn’t require much effort at all. They have no idea of ​​the horror of the person in front of them.

He only thought it was a big tree or a mountain, but he didn't know that it was in front of him at the late stage of Nascent Soul.

It's like seeing the abyss of darkness!

Tu Shanjun didn't know what Zhou Yufeng was thinking, he only felt tired.

It was too exhausting to deal with.

Because many of the rookies of the Zhou family have at most heard of his stories, unlike Hua Fei who has actually seen him, so they are not as good as the old disciples of the sect that people want to get close to.

Tushanjun simply ignored it and looked at Fang Yingxue.

He smiled and asked, "Why don't you see Xinglie?"

This question.

The whole house was silent.

Fang Yingxue was about to speak but stopped.

Tu Shanjun looked at everyone's expressions and felt something was wrong in his heart.

Zhou Yufeng took over the conversation: "Reporting to my ancestor, my father has passed away."

The tall red-haired young man suddenly stood up.

He stood there stunned.

a long time.

He murmured: "How could..."

The second update is a little later.