No one could have imagined that Shen Lang would return to the ancient spiritual world.
The voices of Fengyang and Kutuoseng instantly attracted the attention of other monks present, and for a moment all the monks' spiritual eyes were fixed on Shen Lang.
"Shen Lang!"
"Savior!"
All the monks exclaimed in surprise, showing incredulous expressions.
No one among the monks in the ancient spiritual world knew about the legendary figure Shen Lang, especially the acquaintances and old friends who knew Shen Lang. They were even more shocked.
"Brother Shen..."
Xie Ying froze on the spot.
Yun Henzi also looked at Shen Lang repeatedly, thinking that it was not Shen Lang himself.
The jade-faced boy and the holy girl Bai Wei looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.
"Shen Lang? It's you...it's really you!"
Next to them, Yu Yao could no longer stand. After seeing Shen Lang's face clearly, her mind went blank and she rushed towards Shen Lang desperately.
When Shen Lang saw Yu Yao rushing over, he jumped over Fengyang and Kutuoseng in front of him, and hugged Yu Yao who flew forward.
Yuyao was caught off guard and was pulled into Shen Lang's arms.
The stunning beauty in her arms looks as good as yesterday, wearing a purple dress that is familiar in her memory. She has picturesque eyebrows, delicate skin, exquisite facial features, and long hair like a waterfall hanging down to her waist. She is unparalleled in elegance.
"Yao'er, it's been such a long time!"
When he met Yu Yao again, Shen Lang's tone became even more somber.
Fortunately, Yuyao is safe and sound.
Yu Yao stared blankly at the familiar face in front of her. Listening to this familiar voice, tears welled up in her eyes: "Shen Lang, is it really you? I thought I was dreaming!"
"Of course it is me."
Shen Lang hugged Yu Yao tightly.
After all these years, he never thought that Yuyao had not ascended yet. No wonder he could not find Yuyao in the true immortal world.
In Shen Lang's impression, the Mahayana monks of the human race in the ancient spiritual world had a nine-nine calamity every ten years, which was extremely powerful.
Now that more than nine hundred thousand years have passed, it is hard to imagine that Yuyao can withstand nine nine-nine calamities. I don't know if it is Yuyao, but other human monks seem to be still alive.
Facts show that due to the loss of interface energy, the original laws of heaven and earth have weakened to the point where they can no longer bring down calamity thunder, so Yuyao and the others were allowed to escape.
On the other side, after discovering Shen Lang, Liu Yunmeng and Yi Lian, both at the peak of Mahayana, flew up to Shen Lang and hugged him tightly.
"Shen Lang, after so many years, I really didn't expect you to return to the ancient spirit world."
Liu Yunmeng's eyes were red, and crystal tears fell unconsciously.
"Senior brother, Xiao Lian has finally waited for you." Yi Lian also burst into tears and was so excited that she couldn't contain herself.
"I'm sorry Yao'er, Yunmeng, and Xiaolian, I've made you suffer all these years."
Shen Lang was quite distressed and decided to bring his fellow Taoists back to the True Immortal Realm no matter what.
In addition to the three Taoist companions, Shen Lang did not forget to chat with Xie Ying, the jade-faced boy, Saint Bai Wei, Saint Lord Xue Ye, Qing Cang, Gu Yue, and his former respected master Yun Henzi.
Seeing that his elders and old friends were all safe and sound, Shen Lang felt quite relieved.
After learning about it, I learned that not long after he ascended, the ancient spiritual world suffered great changes. The spiritual energy was greatly lost, and the laws of heaven and earth were also greatly weakened, making it impossible to bring down immortal tribulations or any form of tribulation thunder.
All the monks' ascending passages are blocked, and no one can ascend, or even achieve breakthroughs in cultivation.
Generally speaking, monks in the Mahayana stage of the human race will encounter the Nine-Ninth Tribulation once every 100,000 years.