Chapter 67: A drop of supernatural power opens up the meridians
Ye Yun glanced back.
This old man was about eighty years old, his complexion was bleak and dull, he was ashamed, and without any cultivation base, he was just an ordinary old man.
The old man's eyes widened, and he did not expect that there would be a young man in white clothes standing in the gloomy shadow in the Ancestral Hall.
He immediately frightened a Ji Ling.
"Is my old eyes dizzy?"
The gray-clothed old man suddenly rubbed his eyes and laughed at himself with a wry smile.
When he finished rubbing his eyes, he looked carefully, only to find that the young man in white was still standing not far away.
At this moment, the line of sight became clear.
The white-clothed young man, with outstanding temperament, stood there like a fairy, as if the entire ancestral temple was blooming with light.
At this moment, the old man seemed to see a deity.
"Excuse me, who is it?"
Although the gray-clothed old man did not have a cultivation base, he was knowledgeable after all, and quickly calmed down, clasped his fists, and asked with a trembling voice.
"I have an old relationship with Chang Yuchun."
Ye Yun spoke gently.
what?
Have friendship with ancestors?
Moreover, he was the first ancestor of their Changjia Ancestral Temple.
The gray-clothed old man could hardly conceal the stormy waves in his heart at this time. He once again looked at the white-clothed young man, but could hardly see the connection between this person and the ancient records in the family.
"It's been too long, many things have disappeared in the smoke and clouds of the years, you don't have to work hard to find my origin..."
Ye Yun smiled faintly.
He looked at the gray-clothed old man and asked softly: "What is your relationship with Chang Feng, the Patriarch of the Chang family?"
"I'm Chang Feng's second uncle. I got into trouble when I was practicing, and my meridians were blocked, which made me a waste person!"
The gray-clothed old man sighed and said.
Ye Yun was silent, just looking at him quietly.
The gray-clothed old man shrugged and laughed at himself: "Now that the Chang family is about to be destroyed, it's useless to go out as a disabled person. It's better to go to the ancestral shrine, and finally accompany the ancestors, and then go to Huangquan to see them..."
Seeing the gray-clothed old man uttering these sad words, Ye Yun sighed lightly.
One hundred thousand years ago.
Under Chang Yuchun's leadership, what a beautiful scenery the Chang family is.
Unexpectedly, one hundred thousand years later, the Chang family had fallen to the point of extermination.
Thought of this.
Ye Yun lightly touched his hand, and a bright light flew out from his fingertips and fell on the top of the old man's head.
The gray-clothed old man only felt a sudden light in front of his eyes, and before he could react, a powerful energy poured into his head.
Next.
The gray-clothed old man widened his eyes.
The special energy that entered from the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, like an invincible army, began to scour the meridians that had blocked him for decades.
His meridians began to be opened up, and gradually, he could feel the aura between heaven and earth.
The violent energy only took a few breaths, and all the meridians in his body were opened up, and then it fell into the dantian and turned into abundant mana.
In an instant, the breath on his body suddenly rose.
From the Qi training realm to the Xuandan realm and then to the Yuanhai realm, it soared all the way, and finally stayed at the third level of the plastic **** realm.
"What the **** is going on?"
The gray-clothed old man was shocked like a stone carving, unable to move.
The white-clothed youth on the opposite side just tapped his hand lightly, and a ray of light penetrated into his body, opening up all the meridians that he had blocked because of his ignorance many years ago.
In the end, the energy has not dissipated.
Falling into the dantian, it turned into a huge mana, which not only restored him to the cultivation base of the gods, but also raised him from the first level of the gods to the third level.
The gray-clothed old man knelt on the ground with a "plop" and repeatedly kowtow to Ye Yun.
"Chang Qingsong has eyes but no pearls, and I have neglected the predecessors. Please forgive me!"
Chang Qingfeng kowtowed his head fiercely, "banging".
Although the young man in white had told him that he had been the deceased of his ancestors, he did not take it to heart.
The ancestor of Chang Yuchun is one hundred thousand years away from now. How could anyone live so long?
However, I didn't expect this young man in white clothes like a deity to lightly click on him, and his meridians of madness were immediately opened up, and his cultivation level was restored to the realm of shaping the gods.
Thinking of this, Chang Qingsong was ashamed and kept kowtow, expressing his inner confession.
"Get up."
Ye Yun smiled lightly.
This kind of performance of Chang Qingsong is also human nature. After all, it can be said that it can live for 100,000 years in the Cangnan Continent, which is rare in the world.
Therefore, Chang Qingsong did not believe that he and Chang Yuchun had an old relationship, and it was reasonable, and Ye Yun did not blame him.
For Ye Yun, curing the meridian that evergreen pine has become obsessed with anger is just a matter of effort.
A drop of divine power entered Chang Qingsong's body and solved all his problems.
"Senior, your seniority is too high, I really don't know how to call you!"
Chang Qingsong still knelt on the ground, not daring to get up.
"Just call me senior..."
Ye Yun smiled slightly.
Can't ever let Chang Qingsong call him seniors and ancestors?
That sounds too strange.
It does not conform to the normal name.
A piece of mana swept out from Ye Yun's big sleeve, holding up Evergreen Pine.
Ye Yun doesn't like these red tapes.
Seeing someone kneeling at his feet, he always feels uncomfortable.
Chang Qingsong stood in front of Ye Yun with a stern face, with her hands intertwined, holding tightly, not knowing what to say.
"There are disciples of my Shenlong Sect outside who are helping to kill those people in the Shen family. You don't have to go out anymore. Here, please tell me about your Chang family."
Ye Yun said lightly.
Hearing Ye Yun suddenly uttering the three words Shenlongzong, an electric light flashed in Chang Qingsong's mind, and he thought of many things in an instant.
He stammered: "Senior, you turned out to be the one from the Dragon Sect..."
"Ok!"
Ye Yun nodded.
After getting a positive answer, Chang Qingsong was so excited that her old face was flushed.
He never expected that the senior in front of him was the youngest sect master of the eternal sect-Shenlong Sect 100,000 years ago.
Claimed to be the number one powerhouse in the Cangnan Continent who is expected to hit the true gods!
The ancestor of his family, Chang Yuchun, once left some family records, telling some anecdotes about him and the Shenlong Sect Master.
"Senior, I'm so excited..."
Chang Qingsong was at a loss, his blood was boiling at this moment, and his emotions could no longer be controlled.
This senior hit the entire Cangnan Continent invincible one hundred thousand years ago.
Unexpectedly...
Still alive now.
Chang Qingsong could hardly imagine how earth-shaking the senior's cultivation had reached.
Ye Yun was silent and did not speak.
It took Chang Qingsong for a while before his emotions calmed down, and then he told some things about his ancestor Chang Yuchun.
Regarding the affairs of the ancestor Chang Yuchun, the distance was too long, and Chang Qingsong didn't know much, so he finished talking less than half a bag of cigarettes.
Ye Yun sighed, his eyes fell on the dark red spirit card again.
His good brother, after all, did not break through the eternal mirror.
Stuck in life and death.
Ye Yun thought, suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.
Over the Shen's house in Xuanyang County.
Suddenly fell a black robe old man.
Behind the old man's black robe was embroidered with a big red "Royal" character, and under the "Royal" character, there was a very small "Magic" character.
This old man's cultivation reached the fourth floor of the Divine Bridge Realm.
When he appeared.
The entire Shen family felt the mighty pressure of the Divine Bridge Realm, their complexions changed drastically, and their breathing became difficult.
