Chapter 1155 The Beginning of Tao

In the vast desert, a few camel bells sounded melodiously.

The fierce wind swept through the sky and earth, like a cold knife cutting the face and penetrating into the bone marrow.

This is the wilderness of the Western Regions, the border between Taiyuan Xian Dynasty and Dongzhou, and there is an endless grassland in the middle.

It is difficult for ordinary people to walk in such an environment, but there is a vague figure in the distance.

It is a young man in black clothes. He walks very slowly, but very steadily, despite the raging wind.

The young man is Ye Chunyang.

Now it has been a hundred years since he came out of retreat and left the Yinshan Cave Mansion.

In the past hundred years, Ye Chunyang has traveled to many places, including various countries in the mortal world and the immortal sects and Buddhism in the world of immortal cultivation.

In the mortal world, he has been an emperor and a general, and he has also been a hidden master, playing with the world and experiencing all kinds of life.

In the world of immortal cultivation, he used the pseudonym Ba Jue, preached, recruited disciples, and was revered by thousands of people.

In just a hundred years, with ups and downs, Ye Chunyang has experienced everything that can be experienced, and Ye Chunyang has also experienced everything that can be experienced. The birth, aging, illness and death of mortals, the persistence of cultivators in seeking the Tao, the fighting and plundering between sects, Ye Chunyang has seen too much, and in the end, he has become indifferent to it.

After enriching his experience, Ye Chunyang wants to go back to the original place to see the memories left along the way.

Dongzhou is where his Tao began. For Ye Chunyang, the memory there is the most profound. Now it seems that hundreds of years have passed, and I don’t know if the old friends are still alive.

Looking back on everything, Ye Chunyang smiled slightly, his heart was unusually clear, and his steps were more stable.

He did not fly away on the cloud, but walked slowly step by step, not seeming to be anxious at all. However, the seemingly extremely slow figure disappeared in the wind and sand after a few flashes, without a trace.

Maybe a year, or maybe ten years.

For Ye Chunyang, this lonely walk has lost the concept of time. He no longer pays attention to the rising and setting of the sun, the rolling and unrolling of the clouds, and only keeps a calm heart as he walks slowly in the desert.

After walking for an unknown period of time, he saw several ruined tribes in front of him, and he stopped slightly.

"This should be the tribe of the barbarian cultivators back then? I didn't expect it to be so desolate now."

Ye Chunyang sighed lightly. He didn't expect that after the great war between Dongzhou and the barbarians, the barbarians disappeared strangely and were removed from the world from then on.

Perhaps because of his experience, Ye Chunyang felt a little absurd when he thought of the dispute between the two places at this moment. The struggle in the world always comes so abruptly, and everyone is selfish and driven by desire.

However, this has inevitably become the current situation in the world of immortal cultivation, and even the entire human world is the same.

Looking at these ruined tribes, and recalling the past scenes, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but feel a sense of vicissitudes.

Perhaps this is the loneliness when he has tasted all kinds of things in the world and climbed to the top, looking down at the countless living beings!

After staying in these ruined tribes for a while, Ye Chunyang finally turned around and traveled far away.

From the perspective of the region, since the barbarian tribe has appeared in front of him, I believe that he will return to Dongzhou soon.

There was no fluctuation in his heart, and his face was unusually calm. The cold wind rushed past him, rolling his clothes, but his footsteps were still as steady as before, without stopping, without disorder,

Unconsciously, a grand light curtain appeared in his sight, and the surrounding environment made Ye Chunyang feel a little familiar.

This is the border between Dongzhou and the Western Regions, Fenglingque.

Dongzhou monks once set up many restrictions here to prevent the invasion of barbarians. Now the restrictions are still there, but it has long been deserted.

Ye Chunyang walked all the way, passed through the restriction light curtain, and left the desert.

When he set foot in Dongzhou, the lush scene reappeared in front of him, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart. He looked up and looked into the distance, and a trace of inexplicable emotions was aroused in his heart. He couldn't help but speed up his pace and ride the cloud.

A few days later, Ye Chunyang landed in a dense forest.

There is a tree-lined path in the mountain. Because no one has walked for a long time, the surrounding area is overgrown with weeds. When Ye Chunyang came here, he could not move his feet at all.

"Sure enough, nothing has changed."

He murmured in his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face.

This is the mountain path where Su Xueyuan took him to Lingyun Sect after leaving the Su family. Here, his fate took a turn. He experienced a life-and-death chase, and thus stepped into the immortal gate and achieved a great cause of cultivating immortals.

Walking slowly along the path, you can see the traces of the fight left by the Golden Wheel Ghost King of the Wuji Demon Sect when he chased them. The surrounding rocks also have cracks left by Su Xueyuan's green ruler. All of this is deeply imprinted in Ye Chunyang's mind.

It can be said that this mountain path is the beginning of his road to cultivating immortals.

Now revisiting the old place, things have long changed.

Ye Chunyang always had an obsession with this place, and even when he was trapped in the illusion of the Black Nether Snake in the Wuwang Holy Land, the scene here appeared in front of him. In fact, it is easy for him to erase this obsession with his current cultivation, but Ye Chunyang chose to keep it in his heart.

Just as Ye Chunyang was reminiscing about the past, he suddenly heard a noisy sound of footsteps.

He raised his eyebrows, looked sideways, and stood still.

Not long after, a team appeared in sight. They were surrounded by several carriages with more than ten large boxes on them. There were about 20 to 30 people, all of whom were tall and broad, and had a faint aura emanating from their bodies. They were obviously cultivators with skills.

Ye Chun was a little surprised. The cultivation of these people was not very high. The strong ones were only at the foundation building stage, and the weaker ones were only around the tenth level of Qi Refining. It stands to reason that there are very few people on this mountain trail, not to mention mortals, and immortal cultivators are also very rare. Yes, it is a rare thing to suddenly have this group of people escorting people.

"Everyone, please work harder. This is a shortcut. We can reach Lingyun Sect in a few days' journey."

Ye Chunyang was watching, when an old voice suddenly came from among the group of people.

"Lingyun Sect!"

Hearing the content of the words, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but feel something in his heart.

Judging from the reputation, the speaker was an old man with white beard and hair. His cultivation was in the late stage of foundation building. He seemed to have an ancient face, but he was dressed in heavy armor and looked very tough.

Ye Chunyang looked at the old man's face, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart, as it seemed a bit familiar.

Thinking about it carefully, I couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

"Huh?"

Just when Ye Chunyang was thinking deeply, the old man and his party had arrived not far away, and they saw him standing there silently, with a warning look on his face.

"Who are you? I don't know why you are here?"

Although the old man questioned him, he quickly dismounted and bowed.

Apart from him and a few Lingyun Sect disciples, almost no one knew about this path. The things they had secured during this trip were extremely important. This person suddenly appeared here, and there was no room for him to treat them with caution.

Moreover, based on many years of walking experience, the old man intuitively told the old man that the person in front of him seemed ordinary, but there was an elusive and mysterious feeling about him.

How can a person with such magnanimity be so simple?

"Are you from Lingyun Sect?" Ye Chunyang looked at the old man and asked calmly.

The old man's heart skipped a beat when he heard the other party mentioning the word "Ling Yun Sect" in a calm manner. He felt that this person was quite extraordinary, and his expression couldn't help but become more cautious!

"We are indeed members of the Lingyun Sect, but we can only be counted as half disciples. The old man is actually from the Su family of the Yuan Dynasty. Since our family has long-standing connections with the Lingyun Sect, we are responsible for escorting supplies for the sect." The old man smiled. said.

"Su family!"

Ye Chunyang secretly said that it was true.

He looked at the old man again and said, "Do you recognize Su Hu?"

"Do you recognize our ancestor?" The old man was stunned when he heard this.

"Family ancestor?" A strange look flashed across Ye Chunyang's eyes, "So you are indeed related to him."

The old man completely stayed where he was, but he had been walking in the world of immortality for many years and had some discernment. He looked at Ye Chunyang in surprise for a moment and then immediately clasped his fists solemnly and said: "Returning to the seniors, Su Hu is the name of the ancestor of the family, and the junior Su Qian , is the eighth generation great-grandson of our ancestor.”

As he spoke respectfully, the old man kept looking at Ye Chunyang from the corner of his eye, feeling anxious in his heart.

The other party suddenly mentioned the name of his ancestor, and his face was so expressionless that he didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend. And after careful calculation, the ancestor has passed away for hundreds of years, and this person has known him, but he was born so young. If he has not seen a ghost, this person is most likely to be some all-powerful senior expert.

Ye Chunyang looked at the old man silently, saying nothing since the other party finished speaking.

It wasn't until the old man's heart was trembling wildly that he sighed quietly: "I didn't expect that time has changed, and I can meet the descendants of the Su family here. Things in this world are really unexpected."

"Senior, could it be that he really knew his ancestor?" Seeing Ye Chunyang acting like this, the old man confirmed his suspicion.

"He's an old friend!"

Ye Chunyang said speciously.

The old man looked suspicious, but did not dare to ask any more questions.

"That's all, it's fate for you to meet me here. Since you are a descendant of Su Hu, I will give you a blessing!"

The old man didn't hear clearly what Ye Chunyang said, but suddenly he saw a flash of light and shadow in front of his eyes, and a palm suddenly pressed on the top of his head.

The sudden change shocked the old man's heart, and he hurriedly wanted to say something to beg for mercy, but when he spoke, the true energy in his body suddenly boiled, and a fierce spiritual energy poured in like a tide. The bottleneck in the late stage of foundation building that had stayed for many years actually appeared. A little loose!

The old man was overjoyed!

When the spiritual energy was completely silent in his body, the old man couldn't help but look ahead. The senior ink-clothed man reappeared there, as if he had not moved at all.

"Thank you for your enlightenment, senior!" The old man's heart was full of emotions, and he knelt down with a "pop" sound and solemnly saluted Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang accepted it calmly, waved his hand and said: "The spiritual energy I injected into your body can help you increase your true energy. In the future, it is not a problem for you to find an opportunity to retreat for several years to cultivate your magic power. However, my fate with the Su family has ended. No matter who If you ask, you don’t have to mention me.”

The old man was deeply puzzled by these words, but he still respectfully said yes.

However, when he finished speaking, there was no response from the front for a long time. When he raised his head, the senior in Moyi had already drifted away like a fairy, and there was no trace of him.