"So, how many Yuanying masters are left in our sect? What on earth are you trying to do? Back then, Bai Jinghong and the others almost died, but you didn't even come out?" Zhang Fei complained helplessly.
"It's all because of that old man Zhou Cangyun, who said he wanted to give you young people some experience.
Otherwise, how could you have reached the peak of the Golden Core Realm now? Forget it! "The old man laughed.
But soon, he said seriously: “There were quite a few of us who were in seclusion at the beginning.
Although some died, there are still some left.
Bai Jinghong is really dead!
Some old stuff, there will be a lot of ideas."
Hearing the sound, Zhang Fei's expression suddenly changed.
"No, they are a bunch of old guys. Why are they playing here instead of practicing properly?
Did Sikongji and the others die in vain?"
Zhang Fei was in a very heavy mood.
He thought that everything would be fine if Sikong Ji was killed.
Now that the old guy has come out to pretend to be dead again, how can he continue to play?
Jing Liang sighed, “Although we have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage and our life span has greatly increased, if we don’t have the fate of becoming an immortal, this is probably our limit.
So, there is nothing to play with, and I can only pin my hopes on my disciples.
You can’t imagine this feeling.”
They were in seclusion for hundreds of years before they broke through to the Nascent Soul stage.
The path to immortality!
No talent, very hopeless.
Their talent can only sustain them up to this point.
As for things like fate, it all depends on destiny!
To put it bluntly.
If they had a chance to become immortals, they would never have fallen into such a state of seclusion.
They were forced to do so.
If you can't break through, there is only one way out: death!
"Uncle Master, can you please let me know how many old monsters there are?" Zhang Fei asked again.
Jing Liang slowly shook his head: "I don't know about this either.
If it weren't for that old guy Zhou Cangyun's outburst this time, I would still be practicing hard.
There are only seven people I can feel.”
"What? So many???" Zhang Fei was shocked.
Over the past hundred years, he has always thought that it would be great if the sect had a powerful Nascent Soul master.
I've been thinking about it for over a hundred years but haven't seen a single one.
It’s not needed now, and suddenly seven of them pop up?
wrong!
Including his uncle, eight of them!
What are you doing?
"Besides, I'm the weakest. If I hadn't sensed your presence, I wouldn't have come out.
From now on, don’t worry about anything that happens in the sect!
Now that those old guys have come out.
The sect will change.
However, no matter how things change, with us Nascent Soul cultivators here, it will only get better.
But some people will die." Jing Liang said slowly.
He suddenly looked up, his eyes like stars.
"In the next few hundred years, with us here, Yunzong will be completely different from before.
It will be terrifyingly strong!
Zhang Fei, with your talent, it won't be too difficult to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
They won’t wait until the end like we do.
"The sect has been in turmoil lately, so you should go out and explore the world, and seek your destiny as an immortal," said Jing Liang.
"Uncle Master, that's a nice thing to say. I've been stuck at the peak of the Golden Core stage for almost thirty years.
Besides, it's not that easy to find a good partner." Zhang Fei shook his head.
With Qin Feng here, there's no point for him to go out.
Now that another old monster has popped up, he is even more worried.
at the same time!
On top of several other peaks.
Cheers and rejoicing.
"Welcome Master!"
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