Fairyland!
In a large mansion.
"Father!
A young man in his twenties ran into the big house with sweat dripping from his eyes and went straight to the inner hall.
"What's so exciting!"
From the study room, a man in his forties walked out, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. Unfortunately, there was a striking scar on the right side of his face.
In the immortal world, if you want to regenerate a severed limb, you must at least reach the level of Daluo Jinxian.
The middle-aged man's cultivation level is just an ordinary Xuanxian, not even a Yuanxian.
The young man who ran in was at the ninth level of immortality.
In the fairy world, although Xuanxian is not at the lowest level, it is not considered a high-level person. It can only be regarded as the middle and lower reaches.
Lingyun Immortal Realm is huge, and after all, there are still only a few who have truly reached the Immortal King Realm.
Most people are heavenly immortals, superior immortals, true immortals, spiritual immortals, and mysterious immortals. If they can reach the Yuanxian level, they are already considered the overlords of one party.
This overlord refers to a city or a mountain range.
The Immortal World is so vast that even the Immortal Emperor dare not set foot in every place.
Lingyun Immortal Realm has developed for countless billions of years. There are countless cities and the area of ​​the Immortal Realm is even more vast.
The man who was called the adoptive father was named Chen Ping. He looked to be in his forties, but was actually almost 200 years old.
In the immortal world, this age has just reached Xuanxian, so it is not considered young.
Some monsters, in their twenties, have already reached the level of immortals.
The young man who came in was an adopted son of Chen Ping twenty years ago, and he usually helped him with his business.
"Father, I just heard the news about Uncle Liu."
The young man's name is Chen An, with a look of excitement on his face.
A strange look flashed deep in Chen Ping's eyes, and he quickly calmed down: "Which Uncle Liu are you talking about?"
For safety reasons, Chen Ping asked tentatively.
"Uncle Liu Wuxie!"
Chen An quickly told his adoptive father the news he had found out.
Hearing the words Liu Wuxie, Chen Ping's body swayed, and Chen An quickly stepped forward and supported his adoptive father.
"Father, what's wrong with you?"
Chen An had a worried look on his face. In the past few years, his adoptive father had not thought about food and drink every day, and spent most of his time shutting himself in the study.
"what news?"
Chen Ping quickly calmed down, so as not to hear anything from the wall, the two returned to the study.
Chen An has never met Liu Wuxie, but he often hears about Liu Wuxie's deeds from his adoptive father.
Back then, they were both street children, growing up together and loving each other as brothers. Later, Liu Wuxie was taken away by a mysterious old Taoist, while Chen Ping, who was of average talent, was not selected and stayed in the Moon Worshiping City.
Later I heard that Liu Wuxie had broken through to the Immortal Emperor Realm in just a hundred years.
After Liu Wuxie broke through the Immortal Emperor, he came back to find him, and the two brothers drank happily.
Chen Ping knew very well that he and Liu Wuxie were no longer in the same world, and they had automatically distanced themselves.
Liu Wuxie didn't take it seriously at all, and helped Chen Ping establish the Ping An Chamber of Commerce, which mainly sold some items.
Just a few years ago, he heard that Liu Wuxie was besieged and died at Duanhun Cliff. Since then, Chen Ping has been depressed.
"Not long ago, when two monks were buying items at our Anping Chamber of Commerce, I heard them say that Liu Wuxie was reborn."
Chen An is not too sure. Not many people in the immortal world know about this news now.
Not long ago, two monks came to the Ping An Chamber of Commerce to purchase things. One of them accidentally let slip that his master was one of the people who besieged Liu Wuxie.
"I knew he wouldn't die so easily."
Two tears fell from the corners of Chen Ping's eyes.
Without Liu Wuxie, he would still be a low-level figure and might not even reach the level of immortality.
He was able to achieve what he has today, all because of Liu Wuxie's help.
"Father, are you okay?"
Chen An saw his adoptive father crying, with a worried look on his face.
"I'm fine. Where are the two monks now?"
Chen Ping wants to know more information.
"We have left the Moon Worshiping City. The two of them have extremely high cultivation levels, at least at the Yuanxian level. They must have passed by our Moon Worshiping City. Why they came down to buy these ordinary items is really puzzling."
Chen An frowned and said.
"This matter must not be mentioned to a third person."
Chen Ping quickly issued a gag order. This news was too important and must not be leaked.
"I see."
Chen An nodded. He was the only one in the chamber of commerce who heard it.
"Father, what kind of person is Uncle Liu?"
Chen An was not very familiar with Liu Wuxie, and his adoptive father told him many things.
Twenty years have passed since we said goodbye, and there was no Chen Ping at that time.
"An admirable person!"
Chen Ping did not elaborate, and he was not sure whether Chen An's information was accurate.
"Father, the White Tiger Chamber of Commerce has frequently taken over our business recently, and our Ping An Chamber of Commerce is now struggling to move forward."
Chen An changed the topic. In recent months, the White Tiger Chamber of Commerce has been aggressive, and their Ping An Chamber of Commerce has been forced into a corner.
"The White Tiger Chamber of Commerce dared to be so unscrupulous because of its flattery with the Qingzhu Gang. For a while, let's shrink back and not have a head-on confrontation with the White Tiger Chamber of Commerce."
After Chen Ping finished speaking, he asked Chen An to go ahead and go to work first. He walked to the other side of the study room and opened a row of bookshelves. On the stone wall behind the bookshelves, there was a portrait of a young man hanging.
"Brother, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
After Chen Ping finished speaking, he wiped the corners of his eyes and closed the bookshelf.
…
Liu Wuxie stood on the mountain peak, letting the sharp wind blow from all directions.
What is supposed to come will eventually come!
Immortals from all major sects gradually returned.
Rays of fairy light cut through the sky.
The strange thing is that Emperor Haoyuan, the master of Zizhu Star, did not appear.
There was a strong fluctuation in the sky above Tianlong Sect, and an old man appeared out of thin air.
The moment he stepped out of the space, Hua Feiyu appeared.
"Junior Hua Feiyu, meet the true ancestor Leng Zi!"
Hua Feiyu bent down and bowed, and the old man who appeared was the only immortal ancestor of the Tianlong Sect, who had been in seclusion for many years.
The Tianlong Sect still preserved the portrait of ancestor Leng Zizhen, and Hua Feiyu recognized it at a glance.
Leng Zizhen has been in seclusion for 50,000 years. At that time, Hua Feiyu wasn't born yet, so naturally he didn't recognize him.
After becoming the sect leader, I read many sect classical books, especially these ancestors, which I must memorize by heart.
"Are you the leader of Tianlong Sect?"
Leng Zizhen looked at Hua Feiyu and called him his ancestor, the only one he could call the leader of the Tianlong Sect.
To be continued...