"What kind of state is he in? Just a drop of blood can turn the master into a saint..." The young man was full of awe of Xiao Ye.
In the chaotic world of thousands of ghosts, he has also seen holy warriors fighting. The battles were earth-shattering, the power could reach the sky, and the terrifying holy magic could penetrate the heaven and the earth.
Xiao Ye's body-building exercises did not use any holy methods. They seemed simple, but his intuition told him that he could easily kill any holy-level expert he had ever seen.
Xiao Ye's movements are also getting faster and faster, as fast as lightning. When exercising his muscles, it is like billions of thunder and lightning roaring together, shaking the stars in the sky, as if they are about to fall, and every time he moves, it is like
A demon god was traveling, which made the headmaster of Cangyu Sect tremble with fear.
At first, he thought Xiao Ye was a spiritual master, but a drop of his blood turned him into a saint.
Now that he has become a great saint, he feels more and more like he is sitting in a well and looking at the sky.
Xiao Ye continued to train his body, and he could cross the mountain range by keeping close to his body. The time he spent away from the mountain range of Cangyu Gate was getting longer and longer.
Sometimes, he would travel to other star fields for a walk.
The two masters and disciples of Cangyu Sect gradually became accustomed to this and no longer paid too much attention to it.
In the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed.
As night falls, stars are dotted, and the cold moonlight shrouds the mountains in Cangyumen. A bonfire is rising in the hut, and a pot of hot soup is boiling.
The headmaster of Cangyu Sect and the young man were eating. This scene looked very warm and harmonious.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a breeze blew by. After it disappeared, a young man appeared and sat down in front of the bonfire. It was Xiao Ye.
"Senior, you are back!"
The young man was very excited when he saw this. He quickly got the stone bowl, filled Xiao Ye with a bowl of hot soup and handed it over.
"Thank you." Xiao Ye reached out to take it and said.
This hot soup is warm and bitter, and melts in the abdominal cavity.
He used to drink fine wines that were rare to find in the world, but now when he tasted mortal food, he had some different feelings in his heart.
"No...you're welcome, senior, you're too polite."
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then scratched his head in confusion, very simply.
Xiao Ye has been awake for so many years, and this is the first time he communicates with the master and apprentice.
The place became silent again.
"Aren't you curious about my identity?" Xiao Ye filled a bowl of hot soup again and calmly broke the silence, looking at the old man with vague eyes.
"Haha, in this world, you are just passing by. Don't pay too much attention to many things. Sometimes, the more you know, the more trouble you will have."
"It is a great opportunity for me to meet my senior. I am very satisfied." The old man smiled slightly and said.
"The old man is quite free and easy." Xiao Ye laughed dumbly.
He has returned to the position of the Holy Son, and this body was created by the combined efforts of the nine channels of Taichu. It is a treasure. A drop of blood can make the old man become a saint successfully. However, these masters and disciples have not had any ill intentions towards him over the years. On the contrary,
Taking care of him with all your heart is very rare.
"Senior talked a lot today. Do you want to say goodbye to our master and disciple and are you about to leave?" the old man asked seriously.
"Yes, there are some things that still have to be completed, and there are some people that we have to meet." Xiao Ye nodded lightly.
millennium!
More than a thousand years have passed since he had a forced battle with Holy Lord Huadu!
During this period of time, he traveled through the Great World of Ten Thousand Ghosts and inquired about the changes in the Three Thousand Great Realms over the years.
Thousands of years have passed by, and many things have changed. It was just an accident that he came here, and naturally he will not stay long.
"A dragon is always a dragon. It cannot lurk in the abyss. Sooner or later it will roar for nine days."
"It just so happens that the world of ghosts has become increasingly unstable in recent years. It is very likely that war will break out again. We, master and disciple, are also planning to leave and find another way out." The old man said with emotion.
"Old man, why don't you return to the human race?" Xiao Ye was silent for a moment and said.
"Return to the human race? I want to, too."
"It's a pity that the Three Thousand Worlds are in chaos now, with wars and smoke everywhere, and people are dying every day. The Holy King and even the Holy Lord dare not say that they can save their lives. With the strength of my master and disciple, they will probably be killed before they return to the human race.
Already."
"What's more, the human race is also in turmoil."
The old man was stunned for a long time, and his words were somewhat choked.
He also has a family, a lovely grandson, and a son in his prime, but they are all on the other side of the starry sky. Now he can only hide here, looking at each other from a distance, and he does not know when he will return.
Xiao Ye's eyes changed.
yes!
The current Three Thousand Realm is no longer the same as before. It is too turbulent. How many people are precarious and living in fear under the cover of the cycle of eras?
Who would be willing to leave their hometown if they were not helpless?
There are definitely not a few people who have had this master-disciple-like experience.
"Old man, if you believe me, I can escort you back to the human race, because I also want to go back."
Xiao Ye's calm words came out, making the old man slightly stunned, and then his body started to tremble.
That was the excitement showing.
The mysterious figure in front of him actually wants to escort him back?
Although he didn't know what kind of state Xiao Ye was in, it would definitely not be difficult to escort them back.
"Hua'er, come with me to thank this senior."
The old man stood up, led the young man to stand up, and saluted Xiao Ye with fists in his hands.
"It doesn't have to be like this." Xiao Ye shook his head and did not stand up, but an invisible force swept away, making it impossible for the master and disciple to worship anymore.
In this regard, the master and apprentice were helpless and had no choice but to give up.
And Xiao Ye also came to an understanding.
Nowadays, the reincarnation of the era is becoming more and more terrifying. The Holy Lords of the major races have returned. They are dissatisfied with the current situation and have started fighting for hegemony. The flames of war have burned the entire three thousand worlds.
To reach the human territory from the Great World of Ghosts, you need to pass through the battlefields of several races, which is indeed very difficult.
But Xiao Ye was very calm in his heart, and he took the master and apprentice on the road.
"This is just a place for me to stay. I'm afraid I won't come back again in the future." Xiao Ye looked around at this mountain range where he has lived for hundreds of years, sighed softly, then gently raised his palm and shook it forward.
Click!
Click!
…
All the thick blue trees fell down in response, as if they were controlled by an invisible hand and turned into a raft.
"Walk!"
Xiao Ye touched the soles of his feet and landed on the raft, then looked at the master and apprentice of Cangyu Sect.
Whizzing!
The master and disciple came to their senses and quickly landed on them.
call out!
Xiao Ye didn't see any movement. The raft tore through the sky like a holy weapon and sank directly into the universe, shocking the old man.
A raft made of ordinary wood is actually endowed with such power, comparable to a holy weapon?
"Go home!"
The young man stood behind Xiao Ye, looking at the vast universe, and roared with excitement.
Chapter completed!