Hua Fei carefully looked at the smiling dark red Taoist.
"Look carefully."
Hua Fei suddenly opened her eyes wide.
Staring hard at the figure standing motionless above the clouds.
When he opened his mouth, the corners of his mouth trembled: "You...you...could it be...brother wizard."
Wu Rong smiled and nodded.
Meeting the wizard brother now was even more shocking than meeting the ancestor when I planned to collect money to do things.
It's not that he thinks the wizard brother is strong, but he is not surprised by the return of his ancestor.
Because that is the ancestor after all.
He is a legendary figure.
He has been such a legend throughout his life and it is not surprising to see him again.
But Brother Wizard is different.
Although the wizard brother got the true inheritance from his ancestor, he left in anger that year.
Without the help and support of the sect, how far can he go alone?
After so many years, he has become an old man.
Like other senior brothers, I felt that the wizard brother had probably died outside.
It is said that Brother Wizard and Brother Yu were two heroes back then. Now Brother Yu has long gone to Shangzong, and in the early years he even sent a message back saying that he had succeeded in transforming into a god.
If the wizard brother really died, maybe we would really lament the situation between the two of them.
Unexpectedly, I saw the wizard brother return today.
True Lord Hua Fei stepped forward to recognize each other and sighed: "Senior brother! I am Hua Fei. Back then, senior brother even mentioned me."
"Hua Fei, you are old."
Wu Rong let out a long sigh, with a look in his eyes that he couldn't bear to recognize. He was a young junior in his prime back then, but now he looks senile.
"Senior brother, he is still the same as before."
Zhenjun Hua Fei really didn’t dare to recognize him.
The Wu Rong in his memory was no different from the Wu Rong in front of him.
If I really want to say it, it is that the Wu Rong in front of me is more mature, and there is a bit more vicissitudes between his eyebrows, but overall there seems to be no change.
"Senior brother, is this good?"
"Luckily, we had a breakthrough."
"It's not easy."
Hua Fei was sincerely happy.
I can't help but admire the talent of my senior brother.
He is based in Zongmenfang City, and has only entered the country for so many years. Senior brother went out alone, but he was able to become a god. Perhaps the opportunity to transform into a god really requires traveling thousands of miles and exploring slowly.
But he didn't have that kind of ambition a long time ago. He didn't have it then, and he doesn't have it now either.
"Who is the current sect leader?"
"The one who was transferred by the Sect is a Venerable. Senior brother should also know him. His Taoist name is 'Chonghao'."
"It's him."
Wu Rong nodded slightly.
This was the case when Taihua defeated Kunpeng and returned to the Shangzong, taking over the sect as the Supreme Elder.
I didn't expect this person to sit there for so many years.
Even if the Reverend Transformation God lives for three thousand years, how many thousand years can be wasted in small places?
It’s really hard for the other person to be able to endure loneliness.
"Where is Senior Brother Zhou and his family?"
"Speaking of Senior Brother Zhou, my ancestor also came back and asked about this matter. When he left, it was said that he took away Senior Brother Zhou's Yin Shen. Nowadays, the younger members of the Zhou family are also coming forward, and Elder Zhou is not very popular.
He takes care of things at home, and as for his cultivation, he should be at the peak of Nascent Soul."
"Ancestor?"
"Ancestor Taishi."
"When did the ancestor come back?"
"It's probably less than a hundred years since senior brother left the sect." Hua Fei searched through his memory.
Wu Rong was surprised that the master had come back.
It’s just a matter of coming back, and I will take my senior brother’s spirit away with me.
Master never told him about this matter.
It is true that Tu Shanjun never said it, mainly because the two of them could not find such a topic.
Then there is the matter of collecting Yin Shen.
Although he was not that resistant and didn't want to make a big deal about it.
He couldn't just tell everyone that he had put his apprentice's soul into the flag, preventing him from reincarnation forever, without being regarded as a madman.
Hua Fei continued: "At that time, the ancestor came back in a hurry and asked me to block the news. Later, he sent me a jade slip, which was the experience of Yuanying. I can cultivate Yuanying thanks to the ancestor's notes, otherwise I would not know how to do it.
It's such a waste of time, but it's a pity that my ancestor didn't stay in the sect for long that time."
"That's it." Wu Rong suddenly realized.
This kind of intertwining made Wu Rong lament the impermanence of fate. If he had stayed for another hundred years, he might have met his master earlier.
It's just a sigh.
He practices the path of destiny ghosts, and has his own views on destiny. He also knows that people's paths are different, and no matter how hard he pursues, he cannot obtain the cultivation practices of others.
Only by walking your own path can you have a chance to become enlightened.
Therefore, he did not regret leaving the sect early.
That's when he should leave.
There is no better moment than that.
"Senior brother is back this time..."
"It's nothing, I just came back to take a look." Wu Rong, who saw Hua Fei's concerns, responded generously.
He was dissatisfied with Taihua's arrangements back then, but that has passed. He has carved out his own space, and there is no need to remember those things all the time.
I didn’t come back this time to embarrass anyone, I just wanted to come back and have a look after becoming a saint.
"Sigh." Hua Fei was not very good at commenting on what happened back then.
He had little experience, and many things were just hearsay, and he was not qualified to comment. However, he was still happy from the bottom of his heart when he saw the wizard brother come back.
No matter what happened back then, they were from the same school after all.
"Let's talk more later, I'll go back to the sect."
"Senior brother, please go slowly."
"Take care of yourself!"
"Take care of yourself."
Wu Rong, who climbed back into the cloud chariot, asked, "Master, don't you want to see him?"
"No need."
A slightly hoarse voice came from the sky: "I will make a furnace of longevity pills in the future, and you can give him a bottle."
"Too."
Wu Rong nodded in agreement.
A pot of life-extending pills is much more important than asking for help.
Furthermore, Wu Rong realized more and more how difficult it was for the great monk.
Every move consumes a huge amount of mana, but the spiritual veins are not enough to support it. No wonder those dragons of great cultivation are nowhere to be seen. If there is no mana to replenish, they don't want others to see their embarrassment.
"Sixth grade spiritual vein?!"
Looking at Taiyi Sect's soaring aura, Wu Rong joked: "The sect is so rich!"
Sixth-grade spiritual veins can already maintain the cultivation of a saint.
Although Xingluohai has been merged into the Eastern Wasteland, the ability to cultivate sixth-grade spiritual veins is enough to show that the Shangzong has put in a lot of effort.
With this spiritual vein and the formation that consolidates the sect, there is no problem in resisting ordinary saints.
If there is another saint in charge, Xingluo Taiyi can still rush to Donghuang, for example, to replace Lu Huangzong's position.
It was because of the death of a saint ancestor that the Lu Huang Sect could no longer stand and had to move out to a good location in the Eastern Wasteland. It is now close to the Xingluo Sea.
It sounds like this place is really remote.
Wu Rong took out the token and was about to use it to step in.
Unexpectedly, ripples appeared in the formation and were not recognized.
After years of iteration, the sect formation no longer recognizes the original token.
If you want to join the sect, you have to say hello, or you have to ask Tushanjun to take action.
Returning to the clan to visit relatives is not like knocking on the door and asking Master to do something.
There are not many things worthy of Master's action. Wu Rong didn't really feel that he had the Soul Banner to rely on and always asked him to come out. When encountering problems, he should solve them himself first.
Take one step forward.
The cloud chariot quickly spread the clouds under the drag of the rampant ghost.
"Such a big battle?"
"Master, you don't understand. Returning home without wealth is like walking at night in brocade clothes. I just want to come back in glory!"
Wu Rong laughed loudly, and the five small flags behind him stood like swords and halberds. The soldiers were clearing the way, the ghost generals were marching in formation, and the black mist spread for three hundred miles, covering the sky above the mountain gate.
The demon jumped out from Wu Rong's sleeves and rolled on the spot, and his figure suddenly grew to ten feet.
He stepped forward with scarlet eyes.
Just when he was about to shout, he saw a monk in white robes flying out of the mountain gate. He cupped his hands with a smile and said: "The messenger from the sect has arrived so quickly. I heard the letter from the sect and thought it would take a few days."
to arrive.”
The visitor took a closer look and looked stunned.
It seems that this is not the envoy of the Shangzong in my impression.
He couldn't help but frown and asked: "Who is the senior? Do you know where this place is? This place is Taiyi Sect, and the saint of my previous sect will be here soon!"
Wu Rong hugged his shoulders and smiled lightly: "What? You don't even recognize your own uncle?"
"Uncle?"
Li Ku carefully looked at the monk leading the crowd in front of him, and suddenly said: "Uncle Wizard!"
"You're always back."
"good."
Wu Rong nodded slightly and said with approval: "I heard that your master went to Shangzong a long time ago, and without the supervision of Junior Brother Yu, your practice has not fallen behind."
"Where, where."
Li Ku smiled naively: "My cultivation level is far behind. From far away, I thought it was a saint from Shangzong who had arrived."
"Sage of the Shangzong?"
"Yes, I heard from the sect master that the sect sent me a letter, saying that a saint will come and plan a big event, so I can take good care of it."
While Li Ku was speaking, he was also secretly surprised. The wizard uncle's cultivation is truly astonishing. After leaving the sect for so many years, he actually became a god-incarnation venerable.
Another stream of light flew from the depths of the sect.
When I looked closely, I saw it was Venerable Chonghao.
Zhonghao was also shocked and said warily: "Senior?!"
"Senior?" Li Ku looked startled when he heard this.
He knew the strength of the successor sect leader.
That is the real God-incarnation venerable.
Even in the realm of transformation into gods, he is an outstanding existence, and he actually calls the wizard uncle his senior.
Although it is not false to say that the saint of Shangzong is coming soon.
He was just being polite.
Buzz!
Another huge spirit boat tore through the domain barrier.
The eyes of the awe-inspiring saint standing on the deck are like the eternal burning sun, bursting out with scorching divine fire.
"What a coincidence."
As soon as Li Ku saw the raised immortal banner, he knew that this time an envoy from the Shangzong had really arrived.
Venerable Chonghao, who was leaning against the saint, looked excited. He even straightened his body when he was saluting just now, and said in a deep voice: "Who is the senior, and why did he break into the gate of my Taiyi Sect!"
"The sect master misunderstood, this is a disciple of the sect, and he is the same generation as my master Yu Long."
Chonghao hasn't reacted yet.
There was a roar from the giant ship in the sky.
"Fellow Taoist, I have been waiting for you here for a long time!"
As the giant ship sank, the saint in Taibai robes stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "The elder of the sect specially ordered me to wait, please return to the Middle Earth Immortal Sect."
Wu Rong frowned slightly: "Return to Middle Earth?"
Shang Zong is afraid that the drunkard's intention is not to drink.