Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

The people led by Luoying Sect this time were Lianhuahun and Qianmo Saint, not the sect leader himself.

But after all, the Luoying Sect is also the Holy Land Sect, and Lianhuahun is a saint, and Saint Qianmo is also a giant figure.

Therefore, upon arrival, it attracted countless eyeballs.

Immediately, someone came to greet him.

After all, when the critical point is opened, everything can change in an instant, which is very dangerous.

At this time, we need to cooperate with each other to tide over the difficulties together. Of course, you have to build a good relationship in advance.

"Guardian of the Eastern Empire, pay homage to the seniors of the Luoying Sect!"

The first to arrive was Mo Yu bringing Lin Yang, Fang Gouyu, Fang Jinlong and Lin Hanqing.

They are very humble and perform discipleship rituals.

It was not directed at Lian Huahun, but at Saint Qianmo.

Back then, she accompanied Emperor Taizu Dongfang Run to conquer the world and establish an empire. She had a long seniority and was in an extremely respected position.

"When a distinguished guest comes to your door, the plum blossoms will shine!"

On the Luoying Sect side, Lianhuahun and Qianmo Saint will meet in person.

Greeted by Huang Ling'er and several other disciples, the representatives of the empire boarded the Luo Ying Sect's flying boat and took their seats in a spacious and bright hall.

As a servant, Jiang Tian served the tea, then stood at the door with his waist bent and on duty.

"Um?"

In the seat, Lin Yang sipped his tea and glanced at Jiang Tian subconsciously. Suddenly his pupils shrank and emitted a strange light.

"Husband, what's wrong?"

Beside him, Fang Maguyu asked softly.

Ten years of wind and rain, ten years of hard work.

Fang Gouyu witnessed with his own eyes Lin Yang's transformation from a flamboyant playboy to a mature and steady imperial warrior.

Especially after several years of brutal wars against the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, Lin Yang had killed countless enemies and had already developed a hero's mentality as hard as iron. He was always cold and calm, and his expression remained unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai.

"fine!"

Lin Yang shook his head gently and glanced at Jiang Tian again before looking away, his eyes dimming.

"The feeling he gives me is very much like Mr. Jiang..."

He didn't know why, but when he saw the old man serving tea, he felt a sense of déjà vu.

However, he quickly put this strange thought out of his mind.

After all, Imperial Master Siqing back then was a terrifying existence who dared to make enemies of the sects all over the world. He was powerful, murderous, and had blood on his hands.

But the old man in front of him had no cultivation at all.

Of course, Lin Yang also knew that Jiang Tian used to use mysterious methods to hide his true cultivation level, leaving a backup plan.

But this old man has gray hair on his temples, is shrunken and depressed, and even his eyes are dull and without edge. He is completely the kind of person who has accomplished nothing, bumped into walls everywhere, lost hope in fame, wealth and status, given up on hard work, and just wants to end his remaining life in peace. Just ordinary people.

Cultivation can be concealed, posture and behavior can be disguised.

But a person's charm cannot be changed.

"Oh, I don't know where Mr. Jiang has gone. Maybe I miss him too much, which is why I have this illusion..."

Lin Yang was thinking wildly in his mind.

Suddenly, the law fluctuated slightly, and the wood spiritual energy was dense.

A woman in palace clothes and a woman in green clothes came in.

"The saint of Qianmo, the saint who pities the flower soul, are here!"

"Greetings, senior!"

Lin Yang and everyone else quickly stood up to greet him.

"Everyone, please take a seat!"

Saint Qianmo smiled kindly and waved his hand slightly.

"Thank you, senior!"

Everyone sat down.

Saint Qianmo glanced at the crowd, his eyes showed relief, and he smiled:

"Girl Mo Yu, you have broken through to the semi-saint realm. It is really gratifying."

"I once heard that you have been stuck at the sixth level of the Transformation of Gods for decades without making any progress!"

"In the past ten years, you have made rapid progress. In ten years, you have traveled the distance of the previous hundred years!"

"If you break through, there will be another young and powerful saint in the Eastern Empire!"

"Thank you for your encouragement, senior!"

Princess Mo Yu bowed deeply, then let out a long sigh and said, "Actually, I have to thank the original Imperial Master Siqing for this!"

"oh?"

There was a look of curiosity on Saint Qianmo's gentle face.

"At the beginning, Imperial Master Siqing saw that this junior was concerned about national affairs, eager for quick success, and full of evil thoughts. So he taught this junior a set of music scores of Langhuan's Twelve Divine Music!"

Princess Mo Yu's clear eyes revealed a look of longing, and she said warmly:

"This song is like a heavenly sound. Whether played or listened to, it can make the younger generation calm down, eliminate evil spirits, cleanse away the obscuration, and get a glimpse of the true self."

"So, one by one, each pass was broken without attacking, and breakthroughs were made without any effort."

The words fell.

There was silence.

Several of the Avatars of the Luo Ying Sect showed shock, and even Lian Huahun's beautiful eyes widened.

Saint Qianmo murmured in a low voice:

"It comes naturally without any effort... This Imperial Master Siqing is really a great talent!"

However, when mentioning Imperial Master Siqing, it is inevitable that people will think of the Marquis of Zishan who was personally killed by Jiang Tian that day!

And Zishan Hou Shen Hegu is the descendant of Saint Qianmo!

"Senior, the Purple Shirt Marquis was bewitched by the demon clan and ended up like this. I feel deeply regretful and regretful for this junior! I hope you can..."

In the seat, Lin Hanqing stood up and bowed, full of apology and sincerity.

In fact.

Lin Hanqing is a kind and kind man.

From the beginning to the end, he had no intention of harming anyone, and he didn't want the Purple Dress Hou to end up like this.

However, everyone has their own agenda and different camps, and the conflict has reached the point where it cannot be resolved!

"Dean Lin, don't blame yourself!"

Saint Qianmo waved his hand and said with a smile:

"I have long been bearish on bloodline life and death."

"Besides, I have such a long lifespan and my descendants already have dozens of branches and leaves."

"It doesn't matter if we cut off the Zishan Hou lineage!"

"In the final analysis, it is him, the Purple-shirted Marquis, who betrayed the empire and joined forces with the demon clan. He deserves the blame!"

Under the seat.

Princess Mo Yu, Lin Hanqing and others all admired him greatly. The mind of Saint Qianmo is indeed extraordinary.

At this time, another announcement sounded outside the door.

"Tianluo Sect Yan Nanxian brings his beloved son Yan Beifei to ask for an audience!"

"We have new guests! I'll leave for now!"

Mo Yu and Lin Hanqing stood up knowingly.

"Do not worry."

The Qianmo Saint smiled and begged him to stay:

"I am very happy to see that there are so many talented people in the empire. Just chat with me, an old woman, for a while!"

"I also want to know about the new policies of Spark and the situation of Spark Academy. These are the treasures left by the National Master Siqing back then!"

"Then this junior will cause a lot of trouble!"

Everyone had to sit down.

Saint Qian Mo looked at Lian Huahun and said, "Daughter of the clan, you will be responsible for receiving the reception from Tianluo Sect!"

"Uncle, it's no problem!"

Lianhuahun smiled slightly and said:

"Fellow Taoist Yan Nanxian is here. In addition to paying a courtesy visit, he should be looking for a spiritual companion for his son!"

Saint Qian Mo was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "I heard that Yan Beifei is not married to Zhao Feifei?"

"Indeed. However, Yan Beifei wants to find another concubine to help him practice!"

Lianhuahun said:

"My sect's female cultivator specializes in wood-attribute skills, nourishing thousands of laws, and has always been the most popular, so..."

Hearing this, Saint Qianmo frowned:

"Then we have to talk about what we are willing to do."

"Last time Yang Dingtian wanted to marry Huang Ling'er, but I heard that Huang Ling'er was actually not willing!"