Zhou Yuan stood outside the cave in a daze. The cave did not seem to have changed in the past few years, and even the gate of the cave was exactly the same as when he left that year.

"In recent years [567 Chinese     www.567zw.top] This Ziyuan Cave has maintained the arrangements when you left, and no disciple has ever lived in it, so it has been preserved perfectly for you." A laugh came from the side, and Zhou Yuan turned his head and saw that it was Chen Taiyuan.

"I want to thank the Master of Peak."

Zhou Yuan nodded at Chen Taiyuan, feeling a little grateful. After all, this cave was not just a former residence for him. Here there is the memory of his dependence on Yaoyao.

And it was in this cave that the relationship between Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao grew rapidly.

"Have Yaoyao not come back with you this time?" Chen Taiyuan asked.

Zhou Yuan shook his head and said, "She is in a special situation and cannot come to Cang Xuantian."

Chen Taiyuan nodded and said, "Originally, the head teacher arranged the best place for you, but I think you might like it more."

"That's certain."

Zhou Yuan smiled, then took a deep breath and walked into the cave.

The cave was still so quiet, just like when the two of them lived there, the stream flowed in the cave, decorated with stone pavilions and bridges. When they entered the cave, they saw a beautiful flowerbed.

Zhou Yuan looked at the flowerbed, with flowers competing for beauty and many spiritual plants. These were planted by Yaoyao himself.

Zhou Yuan had a warm smile on his lips, as if he was recalling the heart-warming scenes back then.

He walked slowly and finally saw a peach tree with dense branches and leaves standing quietly, with pink petals covering the surrounding ground.

Zhou Yuan stood in front of the peach tree, staring at the peach blossoms, but the beautiful figure reflected in his eyes was a worrying figure.

Yaoyao's cold and beautiful face appeared in front of her eyes, and every frown and smile was touching.

Zhou Yuan stretched out his palm, caught a falling peach blossom, and whispered: "Yaoyao, when I calm down Cang Xuantian, I will definitely bring you back when the time comes. At that time, we will live here for a long time."

Zhou Yuan stood under the peach tree for a long time before turning around and leaving the cave. He pondered for a moment in front of the cave, then carried a pot of good wine in his hand and walked straight to the back mountain behind Shengyuan Peak.

Although Shengyuan Peak has not been deserted in recent years, the back mountain is still a forbidden place and ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter, which has led to the back mountain being particularly deserted.

Zhou Yuan walked through the ancient dense forest, and finally a slightly broken hall appeared in the forest. The square in front of the hall was covered with withered yellow leaves.

Zhou Yuan stepped on the fallen leaves and walked through the square. Then he saw an old and hunched figure on the steps in front of the hall. He was holding a broom, as if he was dozing off, with dead leaves falling on his body.

Zhou Yuan sat down on the stone steps beside the old man, and then reached out to help him pick all the fallen leaves on his body.

His movement alarmed the old man, who opened his turbid eyes in shock and looked at the man who had not even noticed how it appeared.

"Old Xuan, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you?" Zhou Yuan said with a bright smile at the old man.

If anyone really taught him in Cang Xuan Sect back then, I am afraid that the old man in front of him would even surpass Chen Taiyuan and Qingyang's heads.

Old Xuan looked at the man in front of him with his turbid eyes. His eyes were obviously shocked. He stared at Zhou Yuan for a long time before he said tremblingly: "Zhou...Boy Zhou Yuan?"

"You're actually back?"

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "It's been more than ten years, of course I should come back, right? Seeing that you are always like this, I don't seem to have heard from me much."

Old Xuan held the broom and said hoarsely: "After the war ended, I went back here and never went out again. At the same time, he also told Qingyang and the others that if they wanted to kill to the Holy Palace, they would come and call me. If they didn't go, don't come to me."

He shook his head and said, "So, no one has come to disturb me in the past decade."

There was obviously a strong sense of disappointment in his words. Obviously, he did not need this kind of quietness. What he hoped was that the head of Qingyang would bring the news he wanted.

"The Holy Palace is strong, and the head of Qingyang dare not act without action. After all, he is carrying the entire Cang Xuan Sect." Zhou Yuan took out the wine bowl, then poured it over, and gave it to Lao Xuan with both hands.

Old Xuan took it slowly and said, "I know, I don't blame him, but I will never be satisfied. I want to avenge my master's revenge."

Zhou Yuan was silent. He knew that Lao Xuan had great respect for the ancestor Cang Xuan. The meaning of his life might be to avenge the ancestor Cang Xuan, but he also understood that with his own strength, it was impossible to pose a threat to the Lord of the Shengyuan Palace, so he could only sit here.

Zhou Yuan stretched out the wine bowl, touched Lao Xuan for a moment, and said, "I know what you think, so, I'm here."

Old Xuan took a sip of the wine bowl, and the wine dripped down his messy beard. He stared at Zhou Yuan with some confusion and said, "What's the use of you here... That Shengyuan hates you to the core, and you dare to come back, you really don't know how high the world is."

Zhou Yuan was dissatisfied when he heard this. He put down the wine bowl, stood up, and said to Lao Xuan: "Now I will introduce you to you. The person standing in front of you is the elder of Hunyuan Tiantianyuan Realm, the disciple of Cangyuan Dazun, the man personally recognized by Jin Luo Guzun, Zhou Xiaoyao's husband and the first person recognized by the saints of heaven... Zhou Yuan!"

Old Xuan looked at Zhou Yuan who had said a lot of inexplicable titles with some confusing tributes, but he heard the last sentence clearly: "The first person below the saint? You?"

Zhou Yuan looked at him with a smile.

Old Xuan stared at Zhou Yuan, his brows gradually frowned, and his old face also became solemn, because at this moment, he clearly felt an extremely terrifying pressure, which was slowly released from the man in front of him.

That pressure made the world darker.

In a vaguely, he saw the purple gold holy dragon entrenched behind Zhou Yuan, and his power even the world was trembling.

The wine bowl in Old Xuan's hand shook violently, and the wine flowed out. Just when he was lost, Zhou Yuan had already stopped his momentum and sat down aside.

"If you are not sure, do you really think I'm coming back and die?" Zhou Yuan said with a smile.

Old Xuan turned his head with some difficulty, and his eyes were scanning Zhou Yuan's face tightly. He seemed to be sure that the person in front of him was the young boy who had just begun.

After looking at it for a long time, the face in front of me was much less immature than before, and replaced by a sense of depth that even he could not see through.

"Before I came here just now, I met four masters of the Holy Sect and created the Cangxuan Alliance with them, with me as the leader. The next step is to integrate the power of the entire Cangxuantian, destroy the Holy Palace, and kill the Holy Yuan." Zhou Yuan said.

Every time he said something, Old Xuan's palm trembled. At the end, he couldn't even hold the wine bowl. His voice trembled, but his eyes looked at Zhou Yuan with endless expectation: "Are you serious?!"

"Really, I won't lie to you." Zhou Yuan nodded seriously.

Old Xuan trembled and said, "You, are you really sure to fight with that Shengyuan?"

"As long as he has not truly become a saint, I will not be afraid of him. If I really want to fight, no one will know who will live and who will die." Zhou Yuan said.

Old Xuan stared at Zhou Yuan. After a long time, tears fell down his face covered with deep wrinkles and murmured: "The master's eyes are right. If he could learn about today, he would definitely be relieved of your achievements."

Zhou Yuan raised the wine bowl and said, "So this time I came here to invite you to see if you still have the strength to follow me to lift the holy palace upside down."

Old Xuan held the wine bowl tightly and touched it heavily. The drooping aura swept away, and even the voice became fierce.
Chapter completed!