When Ji Fengming saw the hundreds of Han Yu Sect disciples dressed in snow-white robes standing neatly in the martial arts arena in front of the hall, he felt not only a toothache but also a headache.

He was now certain, absolutely certain, and absolutely convinced that the founding patriarch of the Han Yu Sect had definitely lost his mind:

Or perhaps he's just listened to too many fairy tales about the world of ice and snow.

For example, "A group of snowmen live in houses made of snow in the snowy world".

No wonder the Han Yu Sect is able to stand alongside the other three sects and rank among the top eight great sects.

Who the hell would dare come here in this vast expanse of white?

My eyes were already blinded before the fight even started!

Why bother hitting it with a hammer?

"Xiao Chen, I don't think these old guys are very welcoming to us. Why don't we go back? At worst, Yao'er and my brother-in-law can work harder to refine more good pills and recruit soldiers. We don't need these white-haired devils." Ji Fengming really couldn't stand the white sky and the unusually gloomy atmosphere. Such an environment made him feel like he had no will to live.

"Bear with it a little longer, don't make a fuss. We've reached the most critical moment. Jiu Yue might make a move against Dan Zong at any time. The villain who overthrew the Yun family is still lurking in the shadows, waiting for his chance. Xiao Jiu and Xiao Yao'er need the support of Han Yu Zong," Hei Xiao patiently comforted him through telepathic communication.

His tone when communicating through telepathy was much more intimate, just as gentle and warm as when he was with Ji Fengming.

Ji Fengming knew that the reason he acted that way in front of others was simply to avoid being too outrageous and to cater to this group of big shots so that he could smoothly regain control of the Hanyu Sect and lead people to the Dan Sect to provide reinforcements. It was not that he had really changed because of the environment.

After confirming this, Ji Fengming felt a little better and casually followed Di Heixiao to the steps in front of the martial arts arena.

Many of the disciples in the training ground had seen Ling Qing before.

Upon seeing Black Owl, their faces showed a mixture of excitement and bewilderment.

Excitingly, their sect leader has finally returned, and their Hanyu Sect can finally return to its normal state as it was a thousand years ago.

What's puzzling is that the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the sect leader seem a bit off.

Those inner disciples who had already advanced to the Great Completion Realm felt even more clearly that the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from Black Owl belonged to the Great Completion Realm.

Few of the disciples knew that Jun Luoying had stolen and seized Ling Qing's body back then, so they were very puzzled by it.

Ling Du remained silent for a long while before reluctantly saying, "As you can see, our sect leader has been reincarnated and trained for nearly a thousand years. He has finally returned. Our Hanyu Sect is no longer leaderless, and we can finally lift the ban on entering and leaving the mountain gate!"

The implication is that our Hanyu Sect has been imprisoned for a thousand years, unable to freely communicate with the outside world, all due to the sect leader's personal reasons.

Now you know who to blame, right? Shh!

result……

"Welcome back, Sect Master," Ling Jie followed Ling Du's words, took half a step forward, and added casually.

Then the disciples below:

"Welcome back, Sect Master!"

"Welcome back, Sect Master!"

"Welcome back, Sect Master!"

Chongbeishan and Lingyuan on the stage: "Welcome back, Sect Master!"

Even Zhao Guanchao weakly raised his right fist and whispered, "Welcome back, Sect Master!"

Ling Du glared at Zhao Guanchao, wishing he could pluck this opportunist off the spot, throw him to the ground, and stomp on him.

Zhao Guanchao: "..."

He shut his mouth reluctantly, silently lowered his right hand, and covered his small fist with his long sleeve.