Hua Fei carefully looked at the smiling dark red Taoist.

"Look carefully."

Hua Fei suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Staring hard at the figure standing motionless above the clouds.

When he opened his mouth, the corners of his mouth trembled: "You...you...could it be...brother wizard."

Wu Rong smiled and nodded.

Meeting the wizard brother now was even more shocking than meeting the ancestor when I planned to collect money to do things.

It's not that he thinks the wizard brother is strong, but he is not surprised by the return of his ancestor.

Because that is the ancestor after all.

He is a legendary figure.

He has been such a legend throughout his life and it is not surprising to see him again.

But Brother Wizard is different.

Although the wizard brother got the true inheritance from his ancestor, he left in anger that year.

Without the help and support of the sect, how far can he go alone?

After so many years, he has become an old man.

Like other senior brothers, I felt that the wizard brother had probably died outside.

It is said that Brother Wizard and Brother Yu were two heroes back then. Now Brother Yu has long gone to Shangzong, and in the early years he even sent a message back saying that he had succeeded in transforming into a god.

If the wizard brother really died, maybe we would really lament the situation between the two of them.

Unexpectedly, I saw the wizard brother return today.

True Lord Hua Fei stepped forward to recognize each other and sighed: "Senior brother! I am Hua Fei. Back then, senior brother even mentioned me."

"Hua Fei, you are old."

Wu Rong let out a long sigh, with a look in his eyes that he couldn't bear to recognize. He was a young junior in his prime back then, but now he looks senile.

"Senior brother, he is still the same as before."

Zhenjun Hua Fei really didn’t dare to recognize him.

The Wu Rong in his memory was no different from the Wu Rong in front of him.

If I really want to say it, it is that the Wu Rong in front of me is more mature, and there is a bit more vicissitudes between his eyebrows, but overall there seems to be no change.

"Senior brother, is this good?"

"Luckily, we had a breakthrough."

"It's not easy."

Hua Fei was sincerely happy.

I can't help but admire the talent of my senior brother.

He is based in Zongmenfang City, and has only entered the country for so many years. Senior brother went out alone, but he was able to become a god. Perhaps the opportunity to transform into a god really requires traveling thousands of miles and exploring slowly.

But he didn't have that kind of ambition a long time ago. He didn't have it then, and he doesn't have it now either.

"Who is the current sect leader?"

"The one who was transferred by the Sect is a Venerable. Senior brother should also know him. His Taoist name is 'Chonghao'."

"It's him."

Wu Rong nodded slightly.

This was the case when Taihua defeated Kunpeng and returned to the Shangzong, taking over the sect as the Supreme Elder.

I didn't expect this person to sit there for so many years.

Even if the Reverend Transformation God lives for three thousand years, how many thousand years can be wasted in small places?

It’s really hard for the other person to be able to endure loneliness.

"Where is Senior Brother Zhou and his family?"

"Speaking of Senior Brother Zhou, my ancestor also came back and asked about this matter. When he left, it was said that he took away Senior Brother Zhou's Yin Shen. Nowadays, the younger members of the Zhou family are also coming forward, and Elder Zhou is not very popular.

He takes care of things at home, and as for his cultivation, he should be at the peak of Nascent Soul."

"Ancestor?"

"Ancestor Taishi."

"When did the ancestor come back?"

"It's probably less than a hundred years since senior brother left the sect." Hua Fei searched through his memory.

Wu Rong was surprised that the master had come back.

It’s just a matter of coming back, and I will take my senior brother’s spirit away with me.

Master never told him about this matter.

It is true that Tu Shanjun never said it, mainly because the two of them could not find such a topic.

Then there is the matter of collecting Yin Shen.

Although he was not that resistant and didn't want to make a big deal about it.

He couldn't just tell everyone that he had put his apprentice's soul into the flag, preventing him from reincarnation forever, without being regarded as a madman.

Hua Fei continued: "At that time, the ancestor came back in a hurry and asked me to block the news. Later, he sent me a jade slip, which was the experience of Yuanying. I can cultivate Yuanying thanks to the ancestor's notes, otherwise I would not know how to do it.

It's such a waste of time, but it's a pity that my ancestor didn't stay in the sect for long that time."

"That's it." Wu Rong suddenly realized.

This kind of intertwining made Wu Rong lament the impermanence of fate. If he had stayed for another hundred years, he might have met his master earlier.

It's just a sigh.

He practices the path of destiny ghosts, and has his own views on destiny. He also knows that people's paths are different, and no matter how hard he pursues, he cannot obtain the cultivation practices of others.

Only by walking your own path can you have a chance to become enlightened.

Therefore, he did not regret leaving the sect early.

That's when he should leave.

There is no better moment than that.

"Senior brother is back this time..."

"It's nothing, I just came back to take a look." Wu Rong, who saw Hua Fei's concerns, responded generously.

He was dissatisfied with Taihua's arrangements back then, but that has passed. He has carved out his own space, and there is no need to remember those things all the time.

I didn’t come back this time to embarrass anyone, I just wanted to come back and have a look after becoming a saint.

"Sigh." Hua Fei was not very good at commenting on what happened back then.

He had little experience, and many things were just hearsay, and he was not qualified to comment. However, he was still happy from the bottom of his heart when he saw the wizard brother come back.

No matter what happened back then, they were from the same school after all.

"Let's talk more later, I'll go back to the sect."

"Senior brother, please go slowly."

"Take care of yourself!"

"Take care of yourself."

Wu Rong, who climbed back into the cloud chariot, asked, "Master, don't you want to see him?"

"No need."

A slightly hoarse voice came from the sky: "I will make a furnace of longevity pills in the future, and you can give him a bottle."

"Too."

Wu Rong nodded in agreement.

A pot of life-extending pills is much more important than asking for help.

Furthermore, Wu Rong realized more and more how difficult it was for the great monk.

Every move consumes a huge amount of mana, but the spiritual veins are not enough to support it. No wonder those dragons of great cultivation are nowhere to be seen. If there is no mana to replenish, they don't want others to see their embarrassment.

"Sixth grade spiritual vein?!"

Looking at Taiyi Sect's soaring aura, Wu Rong joked: "The sect is so rich!"

Sixth-grade spiritual veins can already maintain the cultivation of a saint.

Although Xingluohai has been merged into the Eastern Wasteland, the ability to cultivate sixth-grade spiritual veins is enough to show that the Shangzong has put in a lot of effort.
To be continued...