When the person was under the eaves, he had to bow his head. Xuanyuan Chan was of course tactful and nodded quickly and replied: "Yes, we have sealed thousands of years before, and what is it like to seal another thousand years?"

"It's better to do this, Qingyang, let's go!" Chen Bailang said lightly.

Mu Ge immediately cut through the space and disappeared in front of everyone with Chen Qingyang and the others.

"Great Elder, do we really want to praise ourselves for thousands of years?"

After Chen Qingyang and the others left, an elder stepped forward and asked.

They finally broke the seal, and many tribe members had not had time to go to the outside world to take a look. Now they have to be praised for their own thousands of years. How many of them can live until after a thousand years?

Xuanyuan Chan narrowed his eyes lightly and said with a gloomy expression: "With their strength, they will all ascend in ten years at most. Who can control us then? Humph, I will ask their descendants to calculate their accounts slowly!"

"Okay, then we'll wait another ten years."

The others nodded one after another, and finally broke the seal, how could they be willing to continue to stay in this small world?

Under the Qinling Mountains, by the Nebula Lake!

At this time, an old man was sitting on a wooden boat, fishing in the lake. The surroundings were rippling with blue waves, the lake and mountains, and everything seemed to be content.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a space crack appeared in the sky above the lake, and three figures emerged from the crack.

The old man suddenly stood up and looked up at the three people in the air like a big enemy.

"Qingyang?"

When he saw Chen Qingyang's familiar face, the old man was stunned and couldn't believe it.

"Grandpa Feng!"

Chen Qingyang also soon discovered Huang Fengming standing on the wooden boat, and his body flashed and landed on the wooden boat.

"It's really you?"

When Huang Fengming confirmed that the young man in front of him was Chen Qingyang, he could not hide his excitement on his face and directly opened his hands to hug Chen Qingyang.

Huang Fengming has no children and has always regarded Chen Qingyang as his own grandson.

When he learned that Chen Qingyang was involved in the dead domain of space, he had not said a word to anyone for three months. He rode and fished in this Nebula Lake every day, and he has not returned to the Chen family until now.

"Grandpa Feng, you've lost weight!"

Feeling Huang Fengming's thin figure, Chen Qingyang couldn't help but feel sad.

When he was young, Chen Qingyang was the only one in the Chen family, and was not afraid of Huang Fengming. He circled around him all day long, pulled his beard, stepped on the flowers and plants he had just planted, and even threw them into his room with firecrackers. Huang Fengming never got angry with Chen Qingyang. To a certain extent, he made up for Chen Qingyang's lack of grandfather's love.

Later, Chen Qingyang's meridians and dantian were completely broken, and Huang Fengming took him to Shaolin Temple and asked the abbot to cure his meridians and dantian.

He has family affection and kindness to Chen Qingyang.

"You are much stronger, and Grandpa Feng sensed that your strength has surpassed me, right!" Huang Fengming let go of Chen Qingyang and said with a look of relief.

Huang Fengming's talent is actually not weak, but he was born in an era of lack of spiritual energy. The best time for cultivation has passed. Now all the functions of his body are in a downward trend. Even after the spiritual energy is revived, his strength is improving at an extremely slow speed.

If it is not as unexpected, it is almost impossible for him to break through his strength level again.

Chen Qingyang nodded, and did not feel any pride or complacency because of this.

"Grandpa Feng, this is a spiritual medicine, which may be helpful to your cultivation!"

After saying that, Chen Qingyang took out a spiritual medicine from the space jade pendant.

This is a ninth-grade fairy tangerine, which has been growing for more than 90,000 years. It is one of the top three existences among Chen Qingyang's spiritual medicines.

Chen Qingyang naturally would not be stingy with Huang Fengming, and the energy of this ninth-grade fairy zhi is gentle and soft, and will not cause too much damage to the human body. It is most suitable for practitioners with elderly physiques like Huang Fengming.

Chen Bailang, who was standing beside him, saw Chen Qingyang directly take out a fairy zhi that had lasted for Huang Fengming, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. As Chen Qingyang's father, he finally got a fruit with a priceless Buddhist bead.

This treatment is a very different one!

"I can't ask for such an expensive elixir. Grandpa Feng is old and there will be no big progress in continuing to practice. You need it more than me." Huang Fengming said.

"Grandpa Feng, I still have a lot of spiritual medicines like this. If you don't believe it, you can ask Chen Bailang and Mu Ge." Chen Qingyang said.

He does have a lot of spiritual medicines, but there are only two left for more than 90,000 years.

"Brother Feng, just accept it. That kid is much richer than me now." Chen Bailang said with a hint of resentment.

"Grandpa Feng, Brother Yang is definitely the most tycoon in the world of earth's cultivation. You don't have to be polite to him." Mu Ge also said with a smile on the side.

Seeing that Huang Fengming still refused to accept it, Chen Qingyang just took out the pile of spiritual medicines in the space jade pendant.

Looking at the mountains of spiritual medicines in front of me, even Huang Fengming's state of mind was stunned at this moment, as if he was dreaming.

"Grandpa Feng, you should believe it now, right?" Chen Qingyang said with a smile.

"Haha, I didn't expect that you, a little guy, would have such an opportunity, so Grandpa Feng would accept it without hesitation." Huang Fengming laughed.

With this ninth-grade fairy zhi and Huang Fengming's not weak cultivation qualifications, it is not a problem to allow him to cultivate to the holy realm at least, and it is not a problem to live for hundreds or thousands of years.

After a simple chat, Chen Qingyang rushed to see Ye Nansheng, and the few of them returned to the residence arranged by Huang Fengming for Yang Hui and the others.

Sensing Ye Nansheng's location, Chen Qingyang flashed directly into the room.

Although he lost his memory, when Ye Nansheng saw Chen Qingyang, he felt a sense of affection in his heart, but he still felt a little scared and curled up by the bed and did not dare to stand up.

When Chen Qingyang saw Ye Nansheng who was pitiful, like a wounded bird, he felt full of self-blame and regret.

If he could come back soon, maybe none of this would have happened.

"Nan Sheng, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Chen Qingyang said softly in his voice and slowly leaned over.

Ye Nansheng looked up and looked at Chen Qingyang with confusion, but still said nothing. She seemed to have lost her language ability and her intelligence may be similar to that of a three-year-old child.

Seeing that Ye Nansheng was still resistant to him, Chen Qingyang stopped moving forward.

"Senior, are you here?" Chen Qingyang asked.

After a long time, the voice of respecting the ancestor started to sound.

"Her intelligence has been destroyed by savagely, and it is impossible for her to recover from ordinary methods." The ancestor Chongzun obviously guessed Chen Qingyang's intention to find him and said directly.

"In other words, there is an unusual way to save her?" Chen Qingyang asked.
Chapter completed!