My cultivation script went astray

Suddenly, the old sect leader disappeared.

This made all the disciples stunned, "Where has he gone?"

"Going to the sect."

After the temple guardian finished speaking, he had a premonition that something was about to happen, and said solemnly to the disciples: "The ancestor worship is now officially over, everyone should go back on their own, don't stay!"

Then, he also disappeared, probably chasing after him.

Chen Lang was also a little confused. What's going on? Hasn’t the task assigned to him been completed? Want to add more drama?

However, there was something wrong with the way the task was completed. Everyone was burned into it, which was beyond his plan.

Suddenly, he also expected something, and quickly took out the wave breaking boat and rushed to Tianjian Sect.

Shortly after.

Tianjian Sect suddenly had an uninvited guest.

The elders' meeting was being held regularly to discuss the sect's alliance against the Pingtian Sect. Then, an old man in white pushed in the door.

The old man was handsome, and although he was getting older, he still maintained his heroic spirit. He glanced at the many elders and said after a moment: "They are all young."

"Who are you?"

Elder Speech, Elder Qingguan, etc. are all confused. Which sect has arranged representatives to negotiate things? Why didn't you receive the notification?

They thought this person was unusually popular and not like an ordinary person.

"Have you all forgotten me? That's right, it should be so. I don't know most of you either."

"Are you Ye Ying?"

Elder Shi stood up slowly, word by word, the expression on his face was indescribably weird, and then he looked at Zhong Haoran.

Zhong Haoran was also stunned for a moment, staring at this person.

Then, he nodded slightly.

The elders were in an uproar!

"Ye Ying? Are you the old sect master?" Elder Qingguan said. When he said the last three words, his voice was very low, as if he was afraid that others would hear him.

"My tits." Elder Speech suddenly jumped up, what the hell?

What's going on?

Ye Ying can be regarded as a representative of a generation, but he has been forgotten now. If he is still alive, he will be at least over 500 years old. Is this going against the will of heaven?

As we all know, even the average age of Nascent Soul monks is only around two or three hundred years old. The current sect leader is already in his mid-200s, and the five-hundred-year-old has already exceeded the limit of Nascent Soul!

It's unimaginable, it's horrible.

"I don't have much time."

The old sect leader said: "I came from the ancestral mausoleum to do something."

"What's the matter?" the elder asked.

"There is a group of ancestor worshippers, and I put them all on the heavenly list."

The elders were speechless, what is going on? Is it a big deal? It seems to count, but compared to this person appearing in person, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

Elder Shi frowned and looked carefully. Suddenly, he took action and attacked the old man in white.

"Um?"

The old sect leader looked straight at him. Suddenly, the void behind him seemed to split open, and the air filled the air. A sharp sword appeared from it, and then divided into two, and then three swords, with their light surging, building a chaotic world.

"Don't!"

Zhong Haoran suddenly took action, stopped Elder Shi's attack, and said politely to the old man in white: "Don't get me wrong, he just wants to see whether it is true or not."

"This is the most original secret of sword characters." Elder Lecture recognized that the two-life, three-life sword can open all things. This momentum is definitely possessed by the founder of the Tianjian Sect.

Because the Tianjian Sect’s secret art has evolved, it is no longer like this.

He was shocked to see this secret appear again today.

"I recognize you, Zhong Haoran." The old sect master nodded slightly and smiled at Zhong Haoran.

"Long time no see." Zhong Haoran just nodded lightly and stepped aside, "I have informed the sect master that he will be here soon."

Hearing these words, the other elders reacted one after another, and their hearts suddenly tightened. The two sect leaders met each other, and the king met the king. What did this mean?

This by no means means that Tianjian Sect will become powerful.

It could be a catastrophe!

Seeing the strange atmosphere, the old sect leader did not panic. He was very calm and said, "Don't worry, everything I lost has been lost in time, and I can never get it back. I just came back to see this continent."

"Just watch." Elder Speech said, his voice stuttering.

Either this is a dream or a catastrophe!

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and the appearance of every Yuanying-level monk means that the mainland will face a reshuffle.

"How is the Tianjian Sect doing now?" the old sect leader asked.

Elder Qingguan looked at it again and again and said, "Compared with when you were here, the territory is smaller. There are 464 families in total, mainly influenced by the Pingtian Sect."

"What is the Pingtian Sect?"

"A monk named Lord of Ten Thousand Souls established a barrier. Most of the monks defected to it. Their sphere of influence is extremely powerful and often causes trouble." Elder Qingguan informed that seven or eight sects have now begun to form an alliance to form an encirclement and suppression campaign.

"Can't you even deal with a casual cultivator organization? Why don't you cultivate more outstanding disciples?" The old sect leader said, "I heard that you now concentrate your resources on ten people every year? How can you cultivate such disciples like this? Master?"

"It is true." Elder Qingguan said: "After all, resources are not sufficient. It is difficult to raise ten qualified Golden Elixir monks in each generation. If they are divided evenly, there will be no masters."

"I want to change it and go back to the past."

Elder Qingguan frowned, "This"

"Do you have any objections?" The old sect leader stared at him, "After so many years of encirclement and suppression, you still don't know why there is a steady stream of casual cultivators from the Pingtian Sect? If you don't train masters, then they will."

"Even if I agree, many other families will not agree." Elder Qingguan wanted to refute. This was related to the core interests of the Heavenly Sword Master. How could he have the final say? But as soon as he opened his mouth, Elder Shi stopped him and sent him a message.

"Agree first."

Elder Qingguan was stunned, then understood and nodded, "That's good."

Because they felt a familiar breath, the real sect master came.

The old sect master also noticed it, he got up and went out to meet that person.

The conference hall was quiet.

"What's going on?" Someone said.

"I don't know, I don't understand." Elder Shi said, he was also at a loss, and as soon as he tried to test it, he found that this was actually true.

The current sect master Ma Ziming also came. He received Zhong Haoran's golden inscription and was still confused. What did the old sect master's mark return mean? Then he couldn't hold it back when they met.

"Ma Ziming, a woman three thousand years older than you is ranked in the immortal class. I didn't expect you to be an old man now. Are you still interested in old ladies all these years?" The old sect master asked.

Sect Master Ma was choked and looked very unhappy, "Let's not talk about the past."

At the same time, he observed the person in front of him and saw that there was indeed something wrong, but there was indeed the breath of that person, no doubt, after all, he had a lot of contact with him in the past.

"How can I not mention it?" The old sect master chuckled, "You are also a talent who relied on deceiving the old lady's feelings to reach the Yuanying stage. Have you built a ancestral temple for her?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Sect Master Ma got angry, but perhaps because of the constant setbacks in these years, he was very cautious and did not continue to test.

"Okay, I have seen everything I should see, and I should leave."

The old sect master left lightly and returned to the ancestral tomb. I don't know what magical power he used, but he arrived in an instant.

At this time, the temple keeper had just left the ancestral land, and Chen Lang had just set off.

"No need to go, I have been there."

The old sect master said: "Go back, continue to do your work, just pretend I haven't been here."

"Then you want to go." The temple keeper asked.

The old sect master looked at the horizon, "I feel that some old friends are still here. Before leaving, I should settle old scores with them."

"Yes." The temple keeper was reluctant to leave, but he turned back honestly.

The old sect master stood up and left, while Chen Lang frowned. What the hell was going on?

"Wait a minute."

"My friend, what do you want?" The old sect master looked at Chen Lang with a kind look.

"How long are you going to pretend, old man?" Chen Lang asked.

His mission had been completed, and he had seen the mission update prompt.

"How can you, the younger generation, be so rude? Be careful in the future." The old sect master said.

Chen Lang couldn't stand it anymore, frowned, "Your mission has been completed, do you still want the spirit stones on you?"

The old sect master's eyes suddenly became turbid, and then clear again, and his old body was alert, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Yes, of course!"

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