There are many mountains in the east, many lakes in the south, miasma swamps in the west, and thousands of miles of glaciers in the north.

Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles, and it takes a year to go this journey.

He walked through the mountains, rivers and lakes all over the world, and experienced the majesty and mystery of this world.

Finally, Chang Sheng's steps stopped in a barren mountain in Nanzhou.

The barren mountains are ordinary, without spiritual veins, and even fewer wild animals. There is only one lonely grave, standing alone in the valley.

There are several words engraved on the tombstone: The tomb of Wang Wuming.

"Senior Brother Wang..."

The experiences from many years ago are still vivid in my mind. The enthusiastic senior brother back then has long been buried underground.

After clearing the weeds around the lonely grave, Changsheng stood silently for a long time before leaving.

Returning to Fuyao Peak, the uncle of the Qianyun Sect who had been traveling for a year, returned to this place where he had first arrived in this other world.

The Crow Ship is marching in the vast sea, flying towards Tongtian Island.

The Yin Moon in the sky was already dull at this time, as if covered with a veil, and like a layer of water mist gathered on the surface of the Yin Moon, about to drip.

Standing at the top of the peak, pursing the pupil force, looking into the sky.

Chang Sheng's eyes traveled across billions of miles of distance, and he could vaguely see small dots the size of ant gathered on the surface of Yin Yue, densely packed and endless.

"It's really going to start, Taiyin Youying..."

With a soft sigh, Chang Sheng withdrew his gaze. This time, he almost consumed all his spiritual power. At that long distance, the energy of heaven and earth needs to be used as his pupils.

Looking at the moon at a glance, the power of transforming the gods.

Although he often cannot be born into the gods, when he returns, he is already in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

After walking for a year, when I returned, I finally shook the bottleneck and rushed into the last realm of the Nascent Soul.

The late stage of the flawless Nascent Soul is much stronger than that of the ordinary Nascent Soul, and almost reaches the level of transforming into a god in half step.

Sitting alone on Fuyao Peak, Chang Sheng ordered Xiao Mianhua to go down the mountain to find someone. Soon Wu Yong rushed over.

"Deacon Wu Yong, pay homage to Master Uncle! I don't know what Uncle Uncle Uncle had to give." Wu Yong, who had lost his legs, bowed to him when he saw Chang Sheng, and respected him extremely.

Looking at Wu Yong's incomplete body, Chang Sheng took out a spiritual fruit and handed it to the other party.

"Eat it." Chang Sheng said.

"Yes, Master Uncle... What is this?" Wu Yong took the spirit fruit, looked left and right, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

He could not recognize this kind of high-level spiritual fruit, but he could feel the amazing spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the spiritual fruit.

"The birth fruit, ten best spiritual pills exchanged for the Dragon Family, after eating them, your legs will grow out."

Chang Sheng's commentary shocked Wu Yong. After a while, he hurriedly worshiped him, and tears of gratitude were so much that he burst into tears.

"Thank you for your uncle! Thank you for your kindness in recreation!"

Wu Yong kowtowed straight, he was already disabled and had never thought of standing up again in his life. Now that he hoped to be in front of him, how could he not be happy and excited?

"Get up, you have worked hard for the sect for many years, what you deserve." Chang Sheng used his spiritual power to support Wu Yong.

No one in Qianyun Sect can compare to Wu Yong for his loyalty to the sect.

What's even more rare is that Wu Yong is very good at his low-level cultivators, otherwise how could he ask Uncle Shi for pills for the disciples of the Jianmen Court?

"Thank you for your re-creation of your uncle! Wu Yong must be the sect's heart! Treat the sect as his family, the sect is with me, and the sect is destroyed..."

"If the sect dies, you will take your family away and fly away, and guard a ruin is a fool."

Chang Sheng interrupted Wu Yong's swearing.

"Yes, Master Uncle Master has taught me a lesson, but I, Wu Yong, do regard the sect as my home. If my family is gone, where can I go?" Wu Yong said.

"Home..." Chang Sheng looked up at the night sky, and the moon was still cold.

"The moon is full of hometown, Wu Yong, where is your hometown?"

"My hometown is a big city in the south of Tianyun Kingdom. The Wu family was originally quite rich, but in my grandfather's generation, they lost their wealth and were deceived by others. Grandpa was furious and fell ill. In the end, my father became homeless..."

Wu Yong talked about his ordinary life experience, while Chang Sheng listened quietly.

As a powerful Nascent Soul Strongman, no one would care about the ordinary experience of mortals, and no one would be willing to pay attention to it.

But Changsheng was different. He listened with relish, sighed for the hardships of the Wu family before, and smiled for Wu Yong, who had become famous later.

In fact, in Changsheng's heart, he is also an ordinary person.

He came from another world and arrived at this mysterious cultivation world. By chance, he became the junior uncle of Qianyun Sect. As a result, this ties tied him firmly to the sect.

Sometimes it often even gives rise to a slight illusion.

He was not himself, but lived as a dead genius.

The cycle of fate is unstoppable, and the constant life is no exception. He is destined to fight against Taiyin Youying.

Because he couldn't watch hundreds of millions of his tribes being swallowed by the beast tide, and he couldn't watch his brothers and friends bury in the sea of ​​beasts.

"Who can break your destiny?"

After Wu Yong left, Chang Sheng, who was standing alone on the top of the peak, muttered to himself: "I wonder if that Mr. Yun is also entangled by fate..."

"Who are you entangled with? Are you with your unin-law?"

The woman's cheerful voice came from behind, and she knew it was Jiang Xiaolian when she heard it.

"Elder Jiang comes uninvited. Don't you understand the rules of the sect? I am your elder?" Chang Sheng said pretending to be old-fashioned.

"Come on, I'll give you some face in front of the outsider and call you uncle. Who would recognize you as an elder in private? Don't forget that I have fought for you!" Jiang Xiaolian, who was waving her fists, was furious.

"Okay, you are so amazing. If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, come and talk to me or talk to me." Chang Sheng smiled.

"Can't you look for you without talking about it? Can you come to sleep?" Jiang Xiaolian said in a shocking way and kept choking Chang Sheng so hard that she almost breathed.

"You guy, you are so old, how can you get married without any restraint?" Chang Sheng said helplessly.

"You don't have to worry about whether to get married or not." Jiang Xiaolian held her breath and stood at the top of the peak, blew the cold wind, and said, "I can't help you this time. My father said that without the cultivation of Nascent Soul, you are not allowed to step into Tongtian Island. You don't have the chance to fight side by side with you."

It turned out that Jiang Xiaolian was furious about this matter.

"Don't worry, the masters of the world gather together should be able to stop this natural disaster." Chang Sheng comforted.

"If you can't stop it, will you die?" Jiang Xiaolian stared at Chang Sheng and asked.

"I will try my best to survive." Chang Sheng said seriously.

"You must live. I won't recognize you as a brother if I die. I, Jiang Xiaolian, never be brothers with dead ghosts!"

Jiang Xiaolian said as she threw a small sand snake to Chang Sheng and said, "My father helped you repair Sha Tai Sui. When he came, you were not here, so I will leave it here for my custody. Now the things are returned to the original owner."

Chang Sheng accepted Sha Tai Sui and looked around for a brief look that this top-quality magic weapon had recovered as before.

"The Snow King's weapon refining methods are indeed very clever." Chang Sheng nodded and praised.

"That's right, my father is a blacksmith and has a very good craftsmanship." Jiang Xiaolian said proudly, and the two looked at each other and laughed.

Amid the laughter, the outline of the earth appeared on the sea in the distance, and Tongtian Island was not far away.

"Promise me, I will definitely come back alive."
Chapter completed!