He raised his head confidently, put his hands behind his back, and waited for Ye Changqing's flattery, then he would greet him and become his disciple.

From ancient times to the present, after waiting for a hundred thousand years, an unrivaled monster has finally arrived.

I... must take it down as soon as possible.

Accept him as a disciple!

He can't be seen by other old guys.

When Ye Changqing heard this, a confused look appeared on his fair and tender face.

However, it is somewhat surprising that a strong person of this level can actually read minds.

"That... Senior, I haven't heard of it."

There are very few records of the Su family's past, which only lasted for thousands or tens of thousands of years. It has been a hundred thousand years since ancient times, so naturally no one has heard of it.

The confident look on the face of Saint Chunyang paused for a moment. Never... heard of it?

How is this possible!

When he attained sainthood, he wrote extensively about his deeds and spread them throughout the entire Lingyuan Realm, just to let future generations know how glorious his legendary journey was.

What the hell do the descendants of the Chunyang Holy Land do for a living?

Can't you even do this little thing?

He immediately took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to angrily beat up his disciples, and began to explain.

"Those who have attained the Dao can see through the true intentions of those whose cultivation is weaker than their own. In the future, when you encounter cultivators of this level, you will need to use your spiritual consciousness to clear your mind."

"Since you haven't heard of it, it doesn't matter. I once fought against three saints from the three great divine races alone, and I didn't lose the upper hand, and even injured them."

"You become my disciple. I will teach you the Pure Yang Technique, a holy technique I created. With your talent, within a hundred years, you will have the opportunity to glimpse the realm of a saint."

"Also, if you enter my Pure Yang Holy Land, you will directly become a Holy Son, with a status surpassing that of the Supreme Elder."

"how?"

His mark was about to disappear, and he didn't want to waste any time on it. He just wanted to pass it on to the young child with a divine body as soon as possible to fulfill his wish.

In the entire Lingyuan world, in ancient times, only one divine body was born, becoming an existence beyond saints.

In the future... Ye Changqing will reach this level and report the name of his master.

Just thinking about it made Saint Chunyang feel excited.

Just as Ye Changqing was about to agree, a series of angry roars rang out.

"Lin Yang, you old fellow, actually dared to secretly accept a disciple! When we perished, we clearly set the rules. If a demon of the Innate Saint Body level appeared, we would need to preach together. Let him choose!"

"You traitor! Back then, you were besieged by the saints of the three great divine races. If we hadn't rescued you, you wouldn't even have been able to leave this mark on me!"

"My friend, don't listen to this old fellow's nonsense. With your qualifications, if you practice the skills of any of us, you can glimpse the realm of saints and comprehend the great Dao in hundreds of years. He is a piece of shit, what does he have to do with you!"

A total of four phantoms quickly swept across the sky and earth and appeared several meters away from Ye Changqing.

He looked at the Pure Yang Saint angrily.