Hundreds of years have passed since the death of the Frost Jade Immortal Lord.

The young monks who had seen him had either stopped diligently from reincarnation or died in the recent battle between immortals and demons.

Anyone who stayed has now become elder-level figures sitting on the high platform.

Anyone who has seen the Immortal Shuangyu with his own eyes will never forget him again.

"...My nephew?" Wen Renle-Le Zhan widened his eyes and couldn't help but murmur.

Even if I haven't seen it for a century, the person's appearance is still deeply engraved in his mind.

At this moment, Wenren Le Zhan couldn't help but forget his identity as the "head of Furan Fairy Mountain" and once again returned to the worry-free time a hundred years ago...

There are all kinds of people in the cultivation world. In addition to Jiang Chiqiu, there are also monks wearing masks and other things to attend the Immortal Trampling Conference.

When fighting with these people, many people like to break the opponent's disguise when the other party is not paying attention to it to disrupt their minds.

But the guardian who picked up Jiang Chiqiu's veil just now did not expect that this time it was his own mind.

After the sword fell, Jiang Chiqiu first grabbed the veil flying outward, then lowered his head and slowly landed on a huge ice thorn, and stood here with one foot.

"You...he?" In addition to the elders of Furan Fairy Mountain, this time, he led the team to the elders of other sects in Furan, and there were also people who had met the Immortal Shuangyu that year.

Their cultivation is not as good as the elders of Furan Fairy Mountain, and their psychological endurance seems to be worse than that of...

From Jiang Chiqiu's hat falling, Yan Mohen appeared and then to him standing on the ice thorn, what happened in just a moment.

Before Jiang Chiqiu could stand firm, he heard that there were finally people below who had seen him, pronunciating the words that were destined to shock the entire world of cultivation.

"Frost jade...Immortal Lord?"

It's over.

Jiang Chiqiu had only this idea in his mind. Who would have thought that before the mission began, he encountered such a thing.

The elder who spoke was not loud, but everyone present had a certain level of cultivation.

After saying those four words, everyone could hear them clearly.

"Senior sister, what did the elder just said?" The monk from Liufan Sect hurriedly pulled their senior sister's sleeve and asked her in a low voice.

"He said..." Xiang Qinxue couldn't help swallowing, and after a while he said the second half of the sentence "Shuangyu Immortal Lord."

"Why is he called junior brother that?" the monk asked again, but Xiang Qinxue couldn't answer this time.

At this moment, countless similar conversations were ringing on the field.

Wen Ren Le Zhan, who had just stood motionless on the platform, finally spoke again. He looked at Jiang Chiqiu like he had lost his soul and asked, "...Is it you?"

Wenren Le Zhan now doesn’t look like the same person as the head of Fu Ran Fairy Mountain that Jiang Chiqiu just saw.

At this moment, Jiang Chiqiu finally came back to his senses.

Of course he can't recognize it!

Hearing Wen Ren Le Zhan’s question, Jiang Chiqiu frowned, then pretended not to understand anything, bowed to Wen Ren Le Zhan and said, “The head of the sect, is in Xia Yan Xiaoshu, a disciple of Liufan Sect.”

"Impossible..." Wenren Le Zhan suddenly shook his head slowly, "It is impossible for anyone in this world who looks so similar."

Jiang Chiqiu couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

In fact, no matter which world he goes to, he looks exactly the same.

When he was traveling through time before, his exact same appearance was never a problem. But now when he was reborn in this world again, his appearance became a big problem.

Just as Wen Ren and Le Zhan were talking, Yan Mohen, who was stepping on the void, slowly fell down. The man waved his hand and the ice thorns that had just spread all over the audience disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, Jiang Chiqiu was stunned.

He knew that Yan Mocheng's cultivation was unfathomable, but he waved his hand and wiped out all the ice thorns... The Frost Jade Immortal Lord could not do it at all in the past.

Jiang Chiqiu and Yan Mofeng fell to the ground at the same time. Seeing Yan Mofeng standing opposite him, Jiang Chiqiu realized that he bowed to the other party, "Immortal Yan Mofeng..."

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The person standing opposite has been slow to speak.

Just as Jiang Chiqiu was hesitating whether to stand up straight, he suddenly saw a white shadow appear in front of him.

Yan Mocheng's hand gently placed on Jiang Chiqiu's arm and helped him up.

Jiang Chiqiu:!!!

Not only Jiang Chiqiu, everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

Is this still unpaid?

Is this still the legendary "ignoring the common affairs of the world of cultivation"?

Yan Mohen suddenly appeared here, which was like the gods on the mural suddenly had life and appeared in front of mortals.

At this time, Yan Mofeng was standing in front of Jiang Chiqiu, and Wenren Le Zhan, who was in a very abnormal state.

Such "encirclement" immediately made him feel like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

Yan Mojun didn't say anything. He kept staring at Jiang Chiqiu deeply, as if he wanted to engrave the other party in his mind.

But Wenren and Le Zhan's emotions are obviously wrong.

Jiang Chiqiu felt that... With the current state of Wenren Le Zhan, he might be going to call out his former name in the next second.

So Jiang Chiqiu decided to start first!

In fact, most people have already reacted at this moment. Jiang Chiqiu and the legendary Frost Jade Immortal Lord have exactly the same ice-type mutated heavenly spiritual roots and the same appearance.

If Jiang Chiqiu continues to pretend to be stupid, it will be a bit too much.

Before Wenren and Le Zhan could continue speaking, Jiang Chiqiu suddenly took a half step back, and then pretended to be calm like a scared ordinary cultivator, saying to Wenren and Le Zhan: "President Wenren and Le Zhan... I, I am really not the person you think of. I am just a little cultivator from Liufan Sect..."

Jiang Chiqiu spoke carefully, obviously scared.

However, his current reaction was consistent with the image of the little otaku in his classmates' hearts.

Although there was a powerful person present here, after hearing the timid tone of the junior brother, Xiang Qinxue clenched her fists and took a deep breath and walked forward two steps.

"President Wenren and Le Zhan, the one opposite you is indeed Yan Xiaoshu, the little disciple of our Liufan Sect. He... He was born in the next world and has nothing to do with that immortal." Xiang Qinxue said.

Hearing the words, Jiang Chiqiu immediately pretended to be scared and nervous, and nodded to Wenren Le Zhan.

Wenren Le Zhan still wanted to speak, but before he could speak, Yan Mojun, who had not spoken, finally said slowly: "This little monk is destined to be with me."

Ahhhh! Help!

When Jiang Chiqiu heard Yan Mocheng's words, he really wanted to faint now.

Compared with Wen Ren Le Zhan, who was a little out of control, Yan Mohen, who looked normal and calm on the surface, the latter is of course more terrifying!

Hearing Yan Mocheng's words, Jiang Chiqiu's senior sister was also stunned.

What does Yan Mocheng Immortal Lord mean?

After saying the words just now, Yan Mocheng suddenly looked at Jiang Chiqiu and smiled, and then said the second half: "You and I have the same spiritual roots, I don't know if I have the opportunity to teach you."

Yan Mojun - Yan Mojun, who had ignored the world and had never been born when there was a problem with the treasure of the world, actually asked him to teach him?

No one here expected that things would develop in this direction.

Jiang Chiqiu didn't expect that his relationship with Yan Mocheng's master and apprentice had not yet ended...

The original owner was obsessed with the cultivation of truth. Not only did the monks in the Liufan Sect know this, but even those who have heard his name in the cultivation world know this.

According to the original owner's character, Yan Mojun would never refuse such an invitation.

But the problem is! If I really return to Fu Ran, the plot will inevitably undergo a huge change. Now that the system is not around, Jiang Chiqiu dares not accept Yan Mojun's invitation.

Yan Mohen saw that the young man standing in front of him showed a tangled expression.

He hesitated for a moment and said to himself: "Disciples have always respected Yan Mojun Immortal Lord, but it's a pity that my disciple already has a master, so naturally I can't become a disciple of Fu Ran."

Upon hearing this, Yan Mojun suddenly laughed and said, "It's okay." He said, "If you mind, you don't have to worship me, nor do you have to call me a master. The ordinary past in the world of cultivation has nothing to do with me. Today is just to depend on your relationship. I teach you, it has nothing to do with the identity of the master and apprentice."

This is not a pie that falls from the sky, it is simply a golden pie that falls from the sky!

Yan Mocheng's words were stunned by the audience.

"Accept...Accept!" Jiang Chiqiu saw that his senior sister was secretly placing a mouth at him not far away.

In all the cultivation worlds where he speaks with strength, if Yan Mocheng appreciates Jiang Chiqiu's talent and wants to directly take him into Furan Fairy Mountain, no one will object.

Not to mention that this powerful man now clearly needs voluntary labor.

When he heard Yan Mocheng's words, not only other monks, but even Wenren and Le Zhan were shocked.

"Immortal Lord Yan Mocheng, you?" He looked at Yan Mocheng with a surprised look.

After the death of the Immortal Shuangyu died, Yan Mojun was still low-key, but suddenly he no longer cared about anything like before.

Although he never goes into seclusion most of the time, whenever the demon cultivator counterattacks and the cultivation world reaches the critical moment of life and death, Yan Mojun will help.

However, compared with the entire cultivation world, Yan Xiaoshu, a cultivator who is only in the out-of-body stage, is really worth mentioning.

Yan Mocheng's words have already reached this point. Jiang Chiqiu really doesn't know how else he can refuse.

"Okay...but I still want to invite the head of Liufan Sect and my master who is in seclusion..." Before Jiang Chiqiu finished speaking, the senior sister spoke first: "Junior brother is patient to practice here, we will definitely ask for instructions for you!"

Jiang Chiqiu: “…”
To be continued...