Sign In For 100,000 Years, Please Hurry Up
chapter 67's

Ye Yun looked back.

This old man was around eighty years old, his face was gloomy and dull, he was ashamed, and without any cultivation base, he was just an ordinary old man.

The old man's eyes widened, and he had not expected that there would be a white-clothed youth standing in the gloomy shadow in the Ancestral Hall.

He immediately scared Ji Ling.

"Have my old eyes dizzy?"

The gray-clothed old man suddenly rubbed his eyes and laughed at himself with a wry smile.

When he finished rubbing his eyes, he looked carefully, only to find that the white-clothed youth was still standing not far away.

At this moment, the line of sight became clear.

The white-clothed youth, with an incredible temperament, stood there like a fairy, as if an entire ancestral temple was blooming with light.

At this moment, the old man seemed to be looking at a god.

"Sorry, who is it?"

Even though the gray-clothed old man had no cultivation base, after all he had knowledge, and quickly became calm, clenched his fists, and asked in a trembling voice.

"I have a long-standing relationship with Chang Yuchun."

Ye Yun spoke softly.

whahuh?

Have a friendship with ancestors?

Moreover, he was the first ancestor of their Changjia Ancestral Temple.

The gray-clothed old man could barely hide the storm surge in his heart at this moment, He once again looked at the white-clothed young man, but could barely see the connection between this person and the ancient records in the family.

"For too long, things have disappeared in smoke and clouds over the years, you don't have to work hard to find my origin ..."

Ye Yun smiled faintly.

He looked at the gray-clothed old man and asked gently: "What is your relationship with Chang Feng, the Patriarch of the Chang family?"

"I am Chang Feng's second uncle. When I practiced, I became obsessed and blocked the meridians, which made me an outcast!"

The gray-clothed old man sighed and said.

Ye Yun fell silent, just looking at him calmly.

The gray-clothed old man shrugged and laughed at himself: "Now the Chang family will soon be destroyed, it is useless to come out as a cripple. It is better to go to the ancestral temple, and finally accompany the ancestors, and then go to Huangquan to see them ... "

Seeing the gray-clothed old man say these sad words, Ye Yun sighed lightly.

A hundred thousand years ago.

Under the leadership of Chang Yuchun, how beautiful the scenery of the Chang family was.

Unexpectedly, a hundred thousand years later, the Chang family had fallen to the point of annihilation.

Thinking this.

Ye Yun lightly touched his hand, and a bright light flew from his fingertips and fell onto the old man's head.

The gray-clothed old man only felt a sudden light before his eyes, and before he could react, a powerful energy flowed into his head.

Resume.

The gray-clothed old man widened his eyes.

The special energy that entered from the Baihui acupoints overhead, like an invincible army, began to explore the meridians that had blocked it for decades.

His meridians began to open, and gradually, he could feel the aura between heaven and earth.

The violent energy only took a few breaths, and all the meridians in his body opened up, and then fell into his dantian and turned into abundant mana.

In an instant, the breath in his body suddenly lifted.

From the Qi training realm to the Xuandan realm and then to the Yuanhai realm, he soared high, and finally remained at the third level plastic god realm.

"What the hell is going on?"

The gray-clothed old man was shocked like a stone statue, unable to move.

The white-clothed youth on the opposite side simply tapped his hand lightly, and a beam of light shot into his body, opening up all the meridians he had blocked due to his ignorance years ago.

In the end, his energy had not disappeared.

Falling into the dantian, it turned into an enormous mana, which not only returned it to the cultivation base of the gods, but also raised it from the first level of the gods to the third level.

The gray-clothed old man knelt on the ground with a "clap" and repeatedly kowtowed to Ye Yun.

"Chang Qingsong has eyes but no pearls, and I have ignored the predecessors. Forgive me!"

Chang Qingfeng lowered his head violently, "banging".

Although the young man in white had told him that he had died from his ancestors, he did not put it in his heart.

Ancestor Chang Yuchun was a hundred thousand years away from now, How could anyone live for so long?

Thinking of this, Chang Qingsong felt ashamed and continued to prostrate, revealing his inner confession.

"Wake up."

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

This kind of Chang Qingsong show was also human nature, after all it could be said to live 100,000 years in the Cangnan Continent, which was rare in the world.

Therefore, Chang Qingsong did not believe that he and Chang Yuchun had an old relationship, and it made sense, and Ye Yun did not blame him.

For Ye Yun, healing the evergreen pine meridians becoming obsessed with anger was only a matter of effort.

A drop of divine power entered Chang Qingsong's body and resolved all of his problems.

"Senior, your seniority is too high, I really don't know how to call you!"

Chang Qingsong was still kneeling on the ground, afraid to get up.

"Call me senior ..."

Ye Yun smiled faintly.

Can't it ever let Chang Qingsong call him senior and ancestor?

Sounds too weird.

It does not fit the normal name.

A piece of mana swept out from the sleeve of Ye Yun's large shirt, holding back Evergreen Pine.

Ye Yun did not like this red ribbon.

Seeing someone kneeling at his feet, he always felt uneasy.

Chang Qingsong stood in front of Ye Yun with a stern face, with his hands intertwined and held him tightly, not knowing what to say.

"There are disciples from my Shenlong Sect outside who helped kill those people in the Shen family. You don't have to go out anymore. Here, please tell me about your Chang family."

Ye Yun said lightly.

Hearing Ye Yun suddenly say three words of Shenlongzong, an electric light flashed across Chang Qingsong's mind, and he thought of many things in an instant.

He stuttered: "Senior, you turned out to be from the Dragon Sect ..."

"Good!"

Ye Yun nodded.

After getting a positive answer, Chang Qingsong was so excited that his old face reddened.

He never expected that the senior in front of him was the youngest sect master of an immortal-grade sect-Shenlong 100,000 years ago.

Claimed to be the number one powerhouse in the Cangnan Continent that was expected to reach the True God Realm!

His family ancestor, Chang Yuchun, once left behind some family records and told some anecdotes about him and the Shenlong Sect Master.

"Senior, I'm very happy ..."

Chang Qingsong was confused, his blood was boiling at this moment, and his emotions could no longer be controlled.

This senior hit the entire Cangnan Continent invincible a hundred thousand years ago.

Suddenly...

Still alive now.

Chang Qingsong could hardly imagine how shocking senior cultivation had been.

Ye Yun was silent and did not speak.

Chang Qingsong needed a while before his emotions calmed down, and then he told her some things about his ancestor Chang Yuchun.

Regarding the affairs of ancestor Chang Yuchun, the distance was too far, and Chang Qingsong did not know much, so he finished speaking less than half a cigarette bag.

Ye Yun sighed, his eyes fixed on the dark red spirit card again.

His good brother, after all, did not pierce through the eternal mirror.

Trapped in life and death.

Thought Ye Yun, suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

Above Shen's house in Xuanyang County.

Suddenly fell a black-robed old man.

Behind the old man's black robe was embroidered with a large red "Royal" character, and under the "Royal" character, there was a very small "Magic" character.

The cultivation of this old man reached the fourth floor of the Divine Bridge Realm.

When he showed up.

The entire Shen family felt the intense pressure of the Divine Bridge Realm, their skin changed drastically, and it became difficult to breathe.