Liu Qinghuan almost suspected that he had misheard: "Who did you say the Avatar Ancestor was?"

The young sect had reverence and pride on his face: "Wenshi Zhenren, my Wenshi Sect has been founded for more than 1,800 years, from only a few dozen disciples at the beginning, to hundreds now, it is already a medium-sized sect!"

Liu Qinghuan looked at the little disciple speechlessly, speechless for a while.

The time in this Yin Yang Ruins is too chaotic, he originally thought that Mo Qianli appeared, the time here was hundreds of years ago, but now he told him that he had returned to nearly 50,000 years ago, and he could still see the patriarch of the Kai Sect?!

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly beat faster.

When he first entered the Wenshi School when he was young, when he understood the history of the sect, he knew that the patriarch of the Kaipai School was a great power who hid the world and the subtle avenue.

Now that he has the opportunity to meet this patriarch of the Kai School, although he is just a god cultivator at this time, Liu Qinghuan is still looking forward to it.

Moreover, judging from his observations these days, even if the time and space in this Yin and Yang Ruins are chaotic, most of the things that happen and the people who appear are real, and they do not come from his own ridiculous conjectures or illusions.

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze? I told you, I don't have anyone in the Wenshi Sect called Empty, if you want to be fine, you should go find it elsewhere. ”

Liu Qinghuan came back to his senses and arched his hand towards the disciple: "Please let Xiaoyou help inform me, just say ...... Qingjian Peak Aoki came to visit and wanted to have a meeting with Wen Shi Zhenren. ”

"Eh, you!" the young disciple said unhappily: "Old Ancestor, you can see you if you want to, who are you......!

Liu Qinghuan's face sank, and the majesty of the superior came out of his body, and he shouted: "That's how the sect teaches you to receive visitors? What about your etiquette, as for seeing or not seeing, you can call the shots?"

The young disciple was so frightened that he involuntarily took out the messenger talisman, and only woke up after it was issued, but he didn't dare to speak out loud anymore, and only muttered, "You, you, why did you teach me ......"

Liu Qinghuan ignored him anymore, thought about it, and suppressed his cultivation to the stage of transforming into a god.

It didn't take long for a light hole to appear not far away, and a Yuan Infant disciple came out, and after seeing Liu Qinghuan, he first looked at it, his face showed shock, and he hurriedly came up to salute.

"I don't know that the great monk is coming, and the disciples are lacking in etiquette, and I hope that the seniors will forgive their sins!"

The young man on the side stood still, and only then did he realize that he was actually a god cultivator in front of him, and he couldn't help but be excited, and hurriedly followed suit.

Liu Qinghuan said lightly: "Get up." The deity occasionally came to the door of your faction, and learned that Wen Shizhen was profound, and suddenly gave birth to the heart of a friend, and came without an appointment, but it was a little presumptuous. ”

The Yuanying disciple raised his head and asked cautiously, "The senior peak is Qingjian Peak?" the junior is only a shallow learner, but he doesn't know where Qingjian Peak is, and he has never heard of your ...... before."

He stopped talking awkwardly, but Liu Qinghuan understood that the other party was asking about his origin, but he was quite cautious.

"The deity has always been in the mountains and cultivates, rarely walking outside, and the name is naturally not obvious. ”

However, Liu Qinghuan looks like an orthodox Taoist cultivator at first glance, and the aura around his body is like a breeze and cold stars, even if the origin is unknown, it will not arouse bad suspicions.

"No, no, no, it's the younger generation who is shallow, and they don't know real people with eyes. The Yuanying disciple hurriedly said: "Please wait a little longer, Uncle Shi and his old man said a few days ago that he wants to retreat, I don't know if I can get out of the customs now, in order to avoid letting the seniors wait, the juniors need to ask for instructions." ”

"It's nature. ”

Liu Qinghuan himself came from the Wenshi faction, and he used to know that the door was mainly based on Qing Xiu and escaping the world, and rarely received foreign guests, but he didn't expect to experience the difficulty of entering the mountain gate today, and he couldn't help but feel a little fresh.

After waiting for a few more moments, the Yuanying disciple finally received instructions to lead him into the Mountain Protection Array.

The familiar scenery of the front mountain is presented in front of you, with strange peaks and strange stones, long bridges and waterfalls, and the spirit deer strolling gracefully on the rock wall, and the crane song of Qingyue echoes in the mountains.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes swelled with nostalgia, and suddenly he seemed to see the changes of time in the past 50,000 years in a grass, a tree, a tile and a hall, and the wind and frost have not changed, and the inheritance has not changed.

One day, those ordinary mountain stones will be printed with faint patterns, and the carved beams and painted pillars in front of the hall will also be covered with a heavy background.

Liu Qinghuan suddenly stopped, and a towering Optimus Giant Peak appeared in front of him, exclaiming, "Immortal Peak! What about the other eight peaks?"

The Yuanying disciple who was leading the way in front turned his head: "Ah, what Eight Peaks?"

He pointed to his feet, his expression could not hide his pride: "There are more than eight peaks in my Wenshi faction." ”

Liu Qinghuan lowered his head, the eight peaks that were supposed to exist were about the same size as the Immortal Peak, but at this time they were just rolling low mountains.

He began to recall the history of the sect he had memorized when he was young, and vaguely remembered that Bafeng was indeed divided after the number of sect members increased, and now at this time, the Wenshi Sect has only been established for more than a thousand years, and there are only a few hundred disciples in the sect.

Fortunately, the Immortal Peak has not changed much, Liu Qinghuan silently followed behind the Yuanying disciple to the halfway up the mountainside, and saw a Taoist standing in the bamboo pavilion between the mountains with his back to this side, and the breeze blew the gray and white Taoist clothes on his body, as if he wanted to ride the wind.

Liu Qinghuan instantly recognized this back, and the portrait hanging in the main hall of the Taiyi Hall coincided with this moment, and couldn't help but be in awe, straightened out his clothes, stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Master...... Senior!"

The gray Taoist robe flicked slightly, and a clear voice with a smile fell from the top of his head: "You can call me Shizu." ”

Liu Qinghuan looked up in amazement, but what he saw was a face much younger than he imagined, the other party looked no more than twenty-four or five, his eyes were deep and distant, as if he could see through his origin at just a glance.

At the same time, Liu Qinghuan found that just like the two disciples before looking at him, he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation level at all, and he couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart!

"Master, you ......"

Wen Shizhen stretched out his hand to help him up, and said with a gentle expression: "You are from outside, this road should be quite difficult, and sit down and rest for a while." ”

From the moment he entered the Yin Yang Ruins Heaven, all kinds of unexpected things happened one after another, but there was no moment that surprised Liu Qinghuan like this moment.

His mind was a little confused, and it wasn't until he sat in the bamboo pavilion that he cleared his head, and looked at Wen Shizhen: "Master, do you know that this is the Yin and Yang Ruins Heaven?"

Wen Shizhen pointed down the table with his fingers, and the copper kettle with hot steam next to it flew up from the stove, and the rich tea soup flew out and fell into the celadon cup.

After doing this, Wen Shizhen chuckled lightly and said, "I know, I don't know." ”

Liu Qinghuan was stunned, and saw that the other party raised his hand and dipped some tea, and his fingertips fell on the table, writing out a dense immortal text composed of messy dots and lines.