The moment he saw Su Fengxi, Xia Yansu's eyes lit up, and the other disciples also looked excited, as if they were here specifically to wait for her.
"Why are you here?"
Su Fengxi raised her eyebrows. Kongtong Mountain is not close to Qingyang City. Are the old guys from the sect afraid that other sects will harm her, so they send sect disciples to pick her up?
"Ancestor, as soon as I heard the news about you, my uncle asked us to come to Kongtong Mountain to pick you up. Are you okay?"
Su Fengxi raised her eyebrows, "Why, you're not happy to see me safe and sound!"
"No, no!" Xia Yansu shook his head and said with a smile, "Ancestor, you are fine, that is the best news. How can we be unhappy? We are all going crazy with joy!"
At this moment, Xia Yansu looked like a stupid fan, and Su Fengxi shook her head repeatedly.
"Ancestor!"
Wan Jinhan nodded, then pointed to the flying boat behind him, "The sect master sent us to pick you up!"
Su Fengxi raised her eyebrows, "Are you afraid that I will be killed by the old guys from other sects?"
Everyone was stunned and immediately stopped talking. The ancestors really dared to say it, but they didn't dare to respond!
This is the legendary Ancestor Fengyang. They have all grown up listening to stories. This real person is right in front of them. They hesitate to get close to him. They are also a little envious of Junior Brother Xia. Junior Brother Xia takes it seriously.
Not even afraid of Ancestor Fengyang.
"How can those old guys compare with you? Even if those old guys do it themselves, they will definitely not be your opponent!"
Xia Yansu said without thinking. He had completely forgotten Su Fengxi's current cultivation level. He was still thinking that Fengyang Daojun was the strongest person in the ancient continent. Let alone those old guys who came out, they were together.
He may not be the opponent of Ancestor Fengyang.
Hahaha! Su Fengxi laughed, this guy is quite interesting!
"Others say that I am reborn as a demon cultivator. Are you not afraid that I am really a demon cultivator?"
"How is this possible!" Xia Yansu retorted without thinking, "When you led the disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect to fight against the demons, how could you be a demon cultivator? Those people were just jealous of you and our Qingyang Sword Sect and deliberately discredited you.
, you can rest assured that the disciples of the sect will definitely stand behind you!"
"Ancestor, don't worry. You are the ancestor of the sect. How can those people slander you at will? The sect will stand behind you!"
Su Fengxi chuckled lightly and didn't say anything. The Qingyang Sword Sect's protective temper has existed since ancient times, so I'm not surprised!
Wan Jinhan personally led the disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect to assist Su Fengxi, and immediately confirmed the fact that Fengyang Daojun had taken his body and was reborn. Even so, they did not dare to act rashly, because the Qingyang Sword Sect was too powerful.
Fengyang Daojun had a reputation for being vicious, so no one dared to attack him along the way, as if the previous attack was a joke.
Qingyang Sword Sect is located on the top of Qingyang Mountain tens of thousands of meters high. Dozens of peaks are connected together, reaching as far as the eye can see, towering into the clouds, as if they are shoulder to shoulder with the sky.
Looking far into the distance, sixteen towering fairy mountains stand on the top of Qingyang Mountain, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, surrounded by patches of auspicious clouds. The golden glow of the sun and the moon covers a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, surrounded by fairy mist.
It's like being in a fairyland.
The elixir and holy trees are everywhere on the mountain, and the spiritual energy is hundreds of times richer than the outside world. On the sixteen fairy mountains, the glorious palaces overlap and stretch for tens of thousands of miles. In front of the mountain, a brilliant mountain gate stands in the sea of clouds, with four dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.
The ancient font - Qingyang Sword Sect!
After traveling for several months, they finally arrived at their destination, Qingyang Sword Sect!
"This is the Qingyang Sword Sect?"
Looking at the mountain gate in front of him, a flash of shock flashed in Xislu's eyes. It was indeed the first sect. Surrounded by mountains and rich in spiritual energy, Xianyun Sect was probably only one-tenth the size, and maybe even smaller.
"How's it going? Isn't it great?"
Xi Suluan nodded, it is indeed very good. Qingyang Sword Sect is indeed the first sect in the ancient continent. It not only has enough foundation, but also has enough strength.
As soon as Wan Jinhan's flying boat landed in the square of Qingyang Sword Sect, headed by the sect master Jun Nanshan, the peak masters and elders of all the peaks were on the square to welcome Su Fengxi's return. Behind him were thousands of disciples, all of whom were
The elite disciple of the sect.
"We sincerely welcome Patriarch Fengyang back to the sect!"
"We sincerely welcome Patriarch Fengyang back to the sect!"
"We sincerely welcome Patriarch Fengyang back to the sect!"
The sounds were louder and louder. Looking at the scene in front of her, Su Fengxi's eyes suddenly turned red. How could she not be touched in the slightest after living in the Qingyang Sword Sect for tens of thousands of years? This is also her home. Apart from the Su family, she
second home!
"Congratulations to my uncle, Master, for returning to the sect!"
A loud shout drew everyone's attention back. When everyone turned around, they saw the ancestor Bu Yixing of the Qingyang Sword Sect with an excited look on his face.
"Hey, Bu Yixing, you're still alive. I thought you failed to escape the tribulation!"
The corner of Bu Yixing's mouth twitched. It was still the same formula. It was indeed his uncle. When he heard Jun Nanshan say it before, he thought it was a lie. He didn't expect that his uncle was really back.
Back then, he and several senior brothers witnessed his uncle's catastrophe. At that time, his uncle was so arrogant that he fought against Tianlei, but unfortunately failed in the end. At that time, they speculated that maybe it was because of the battle between his uncle and Tianlei that he was defeated.
Leading to the failure of overcoming the tribulation.
"Uncle Master, I'm still alive and well, aren't you very disappointed?"
"Boy, are you tired of talking to me like this?"
The corner of Bu Yixing's mouth curled up, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes. His uncle was the eldest of the Qingyang Sword Sect, but he was also the youngest Mahayana ancestor. Not only that, back then, his uncle often relied on his seniority to teach them lessons, and they were also very
He likes to hang out with his uncle and aunt.
"Where are the others? Why are you the only one?"
Bu Yixing's expression changed and he sighed deeply, "Senior Brother Zhou and Senior Brother Li have ascended, while Senior Brother Zhu has fallen!"
"How can it be!"
Su Fengxi frowned. Even if he failed to overcome the tribulation, his cultivation would at most be reduced. How could he fall unless he was struck to death by lightning like her?
"Senior Brother Zhu's inner demon is hard to get rid of. When he was going through the tribulation, he was struck by a thunder from the sky and turned into ashes!"
Thinking of this, Bu Yixing felt extremely sad. They had a good relationship with each other as senior brothers. They originally thought of continuing to be senior brothers after ascending to the upper world. Who would have thought that Senior Brother Zhu failed to overcome the tribulation and finally fell.
"Is it because of this that you have never discovered the opportunity for ascension?"
Bu Yixing's face turned red. Even though he was already an ancestor at the pinnacle of Mahayana, he still had a childish attitude when facing his great uncle. This may be the reason why his senior brothers liked their great uncle.
"Jun Nanshan, I will take my uncle and ancestors back to my place. If you have anything to do, we will talk about it later!"
"yes!"
How could Jun Nanshan dare to say anything else? His ancestors had already spoken, so he naturally obeyed without having the slightest objection.