A ray of wind and a few loess have isolated the grudges and hatreds of time.

There are only a few simple names, no inscriptions, no birth and death, and simple things cannot be simpler.

But this was enough. Yi Cheng stood in front of the tombstone, covering his mouth and nose, crying loudly.

Once upon a time, Yi Cheng still remembered when he found Ming Xin, but the child was as clear as water. The two of them hugged their heads and cried;

Once upon a time, when Yi Cheng saw the heroic and youthful young man outside the pleasure boat, the youthful young boy was surging;

Once upon a time, the Mingle who was deliberately looking for awkward Mingle, and Fang'er, who was ecstatic because of a sword;

And Meng Yan, who had only taught him for several days, did not fulfill his master's responsibilities, but made him lose his life.

Is it a blessing or not to meet yourself?

Although Yi Cheng knew that he had embarked on the path of cultivation, there would be a time when heaven and man were separated, at this moment, his younger brothers, sisters and nephews were tired and suffered a disaster because of him. How could Yi Cheng feel at ease?

Tianci's parents, Yuan Tao and Yuan Hong, and his wife also died a few years ago. They were all over the 70s, which was considered a peaceful life. And only these mortals escaped with Ling Aoyun and the others.

After a long time, Ling Aoyun stepped forward, patted Yi Cheng on the shoulder and said, "Brother Yi, be mournful and follow the changes!"

When Yi Cheng heard this, he just nodded silently, but did not say anything.

"By the way, I left anxiously just now. Before I finished speaking, Meng Yan had a young son who was left behind. Now he lives with his father in Longtai City!"

Yi Cheng, who was originally in a daze in his heart, heard this, and quickly raised his head and showed a bitter smile: "Meng Yan has a child, it's great. God has treated me well and let me make up for this debt.

Chance!"

"Where is Fang'er? Does he have any children left?" Yi Cheng asked Ling Aoyun again.

"Is this there? I heard that your nephew and his apprentice made an appointment with him and would not marry a wife if he did not become a martial god. Meng Yan had just entered the martial god a few years ago, but was forced by his elderly father to get married and have children immediately.

Ye, Yuan Fang and the God of Martial Arts are just one step away, and they have not yet married!"

Hearing Ling Aoyun's words, Yi Cheng also sighed and said, "Oh, silly boy! When the Luoxia Mountain matters, I'll go to Longtai City."

Then Yi Cheng touched a few tombstones and said, "Ming Xinming, Letian, give Fang'er Meng Yan, please rest assured, your junior, Yi Cheng, will definitely regard you as your own! Okay, I will take you home!"

After Yi Cheng finished speaking, the cemeteries slowly opened, revealing the coffin inside.

Yi Cheng endured his grief and put it in the storage ring.

"Let's go back to Luoxia Mountain first, those people should have arrived!" Yi Cheng took Ling Aoyun and returned to Luoxia Mountain again at a speed of lightning. It took only one day to go back and forth.

At this time, Luoxia Mountain, which was already popular, was even more crowded, and 80% of the high-level cultivators in the cultivation world were gathered here at this moment.

"Senior Brother, you are back. In this day, hundreds of people have come to ask for a meeting. My mouth is almost worn out, so I temporarily settled these people."

Seeing Yi Cheng, Childhood was tired and said quickly.[

"Brother Yi is very busy now, haha!" Ling Aoyun said with a smile when she saw this.

"A sign of Xie Ke was hung at the door. Except for Master Yuan, others directly refused and said that I was in seclusion!" Yi Cheng was naturally expected of these and was not surprised by this, but for these common things, Yi

Cheng was not interested.

"Yes, senior brother, but none of these people came empty-handed, look!"

At this moment, Tong Xin took out a lot of storage rings from her arms, revealing a hint of joy: "I have marked all these, you can see!"

Yi Cheng was also stunned when he saw this, and then smiled and said, "Okay, take them all to the agent leader and put them in the sect treasure house. After recruiting so many people, you must be equipped!"

When Tong Xin heard this, she hurriedly left. She was so worried about so many storage rings on her body!

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Brother Yi's life is really enviable!" Ling Aoyun smiled at Yi Cheng with joy.

"Hey, Mr. Ling, you only saw the thief eating meat but not being beaten. I have taken pictures with the King of Hell for countless times. Now even the King of Hell is familiar with me and doesn't accept me. I have lived until now!" Yi Cheng

With a wry smile, these people sincerely respect their gifts, and aren't they afraid of their own settlement after the fall.

A day passed in a flash, and Yi Cheng was chatting with Ling Aoyun. During this period, Master Leyuan felt that he also joined their discussion.

However, the topic was basically some of Yi Cheng’s experiences in Zhongzhou. The two of them sighed in their hearts that Zhongzhou and their place were indeed a world of difference.

And one day later, the leaders of the sects and some casual cultivators from the Killing Physical Stage were waiting early in the meeting hall of Luoxia Mountain.

Yi Cheng arrived with Ling Aoyun and Master Leyuan.

After the greetings, Yi Cheng sat in the center and spoke to more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators and hundreds of Jindan cultivators below: "I don't want to say more about what happened twenty years ago today, but it doesn't mean I am.

Yi Cheng is forgetful, everyone here, except Mr. Ling and Master Leyuan, must have some thoughts about me Yi Cheng!"

After hearing Yi Cheng's words, the faces of the monks below immediately became awkward.

"Okay, since I can let you sit here today, there is no plan to settle the accounts after the autumn, but there is another thing to say!"

When Yi Cheng saw those people's expressions and knew that his purpose had been achieved, he would no longer go ahead with the past.

"Fellow Daoist Yi, please tell me!" Old Gui Lu hurriedly bowed his hand and asked Yi Cheng.

"I have traveled through the ancient forest in the past twenty years and have also traveled to two or three states in Zhongzhou. Although the prosperity of Zhongzhou is not full of spirit stones, any medium-sized force is enough to lower our entire vast cultivation world!"

Yi Cheng's words immediately made the monks look horrified.

Zhongzhou is just a legendary place, but Yi Cheng has really arrived.

"Fellow Daoist Yi, there are so many Nascent Soul monks in Zhongzhou?" Lu Laogui asked in surprise. This was also the question in the hearts of other monks.

"Nasty Soul Stage, haha, there are probably more places than the Dan Killing Stage here. Even the powerful monks in the God Transformation Stage, I have also met more than a dozen. If I guess it is not bad, the Huan above Zhongzhou

The total number of monks in the Divine Stage will not be less than thirty.

And the entire cultivation world, of course, counts the ancient forest and the sea. I am afraid that these numbers will exceed 100 people. Of course, these God Transformation Periods are not comparable to those of Lian Xiaotian. Anyone is enough to make me easy.

Slap to death!”

Yi Cheng's words immediately shocked the monks present.

"Do you know why the gap between our Cangmang Mountain and Zhongzhou is so big?" Yi Cheng saw the dull people and then asked.

Master Leyuan also sighed at this time. Although he had not been close to Zhongzhou, he knew that what Yi Cheng said was true.

"There is a lack of spiritual power here, and the resources required for cultivation are extremely limited. There has been no cultivator in the God Transformation Stage in our place for thousands of years, and there is also an ancient forest, so he has almost cut off contact with the outside world. He is arrogant after working behind closed doors. This strength is naturally

There is a huge difference!”

When everyone heard this, they nodded. They never knew about these things, but what can they do? Who can create spiritual energy out of thin air?

Yi Cheng nodded, but he continued to ask: "Do you know why our spiritual power is so scarce?"

As soon as Yi Cheng said this, the monks were stunned. After a while, Ling Aoyun looked at Yi Cheng in surprise: "Brother Yi, do you... do you know the reason?"

At this time, all the cultivators looked straight at Yi Cheng. If the problem of lack of spiritual power could be solved, wouldn’t their cultivation be able to go further? And this is the fundamental guarantee for the prosperity of the sect.

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Yi Cheng nodded and spit out three words: "Jueling Grass!"
Chapter completed!