Only then did Chen Yang realize that he knew very little about the Three Realms.
In the process, Chen Yang also met many mysterious people.
These people were surrounded by a purple aura. Although Chen Yang could see each other's faces, he would forget them the next second, and when he imagined them again, he could only see chaos.
The saint of the Qin family explained to Chen Yang at the side: "Those people you see are all saints with the same realm as me."
At this moment, Chen Yang saw a very familiar face.
"Father?"
Chen Yang felt that he really saw it right.
It’s the father!
Although many years have passed, that familiar face has not changed at all.
The scene in front of Chen Yang was in a huge peach garden.
Dozens of saints are discussing the Tao here.
The saints of the Chen family are also among these saints.
...
tens of thousands of years ago.
Above the thirty-sixth level of the sky, in a secret realm of Taoyuan shrouded in clouds and mist.
Many saints are talking about how to improve the way of sainthood.
Although everyone's way of becoming a saint is different, their own growth may provide some lessons for others.
When the saint of the Chen family was listening carefully to a friend talking about his growth as a saint, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Father?"
The saint of the Chen family turned his head and looked with some doubts, but what he saw was emptiness.
Others around him didn't hear the sound at all, so they didn't react at all.
The saint of the Chen family counted with his fingers and felt a trace of blood throbbing.
"My son? What's going on?" Sage Chen Yang became one of the youngest saints after a hundred years.
Among the younger generation, they are also extremely talented.
During these years, the saints of the Chen family have not been involved in any worldly matters at all.
If you don’t even have a confidante, how can you have a son?
The saint of the Chen family covered his chest and held back. He felt depressed and did not curse out.
At this moment, a half-year-old child suddenly sat in front of the sage of the Chen family.
Although he looked like a child, the Chen family saint did not underestimate him at all.
"Taoist sage, what advice do you have?"
The Chen family saint looked at the Taoist saint in front of him strangely. There was not much communication between the two parties.
It can only be regarded as a few-sided relationship.
Why did the other party suddenly come to me?
Before the Taoist Saint, who was half a child, could speak, another old man slowly sat down.
"Huh? Qin Sheng..." The Chen family saint looked at the two people with a strange expression.
I always feel like something is wrong...
The saint of the Qin family smiled bitterly: "It should be that the long river of time has been fluctuated by others. I can feel that this power comes from myself."
"It's just that the fluctuations are very small, and others shouldn't notice it."
"Although the power comes from myself, that person's identity...should be related to you."
As he said that, the Qin family's saint's eyes fell firmly on the Chen family's saint.
