The few people finally came under the mountain where the Holy Lord lived, and then reached the top, and saw the Holy Lord sitting opposite to an old man.

The old man is a saint master, one of the saints in the hidden sacred valley, and stayed in the hidden sacred valley together with the holy master.

When Li Yun and the others came, he looked back and saw Wan Nishang, his pupils showed a slightly stunned look. Li Yun thought he would startled, and looked at Wan Nishang, the saint in front of the six doors, or She yelled at Fan Linglong, and she was in collusion with this demon girl again.

But Li Yun thought too much. What he was surprised to see was that the saint master turned his head after discovering that the neon clothes had arrived, and looked at the saint sitting ahead under the peach blossom tree with complicated eyes, and sighed for a long while.

Did he guess?

Li Yun was surprised. It seems that people who have lived for so long and who are still saints are not simple. He looks down on saints too much.

"Come? Sit down."

Holy Lord Yun still has a calm appearance, without the slightest expression fluctuation, but a little sad, as if to part with the deceased, regretting it.

"No need to sit down!"

Of course, only Wan Qingya was the one who spoke such "arrogant". She wrapped her arms around her chest and squinted at him: "This time we are here to ask... well, I got some things that Wan Faxian told us. I've come to ask you for proof!"

If it were normal, Wan Qingya would have been glared at talking to the Valley Master of the Hidden Sacred Valley.

It's just that the people present at this moment have different thoughts. Wan Qingya's straightforward words to break the peace have a different effect, so no one spoke to her and they were all waiting for the answer from the Holy Lord.

"Hehe, are you Qingya?"

The saint smiled slightly, and looked at her up and down: "I can see that you are not an ordinary person. You have the same and different backgrounds with Qing Sheng and Nishang's daughter Wan Qing. In addition... yours bracelet."

"Sent from my master!"

Wan Qingya squeezed her pink fist, as if she didn't agree with her.

"so it is."

The holy lord was excited: "It seems that you have found a few ancient gods again, right?"

Without waiting for Li Yun to answer, he sighed: "The changes in the outside world are getting bigger and bigger. The old immortal who sits alone in the Sacred Valley like this, finally can't sit still and want to go out for a walk, whether it's killed by the gods. , Or get some chance, the future is full of changes...

Instead of being as lifeless as before. "

Li Yun's hearts were stunned. This sentence already had the meaning of "devil head", revealing a faint evil spirit, which was completely different from his identity as a holy master.

"Sit down, I'll tell you some stories... Some old things are so old that I almost forgot them. This time, it's probably the last time I mention them."

The Holy Lord pointed to the grass next to him. In the past, when many people visited, they all sat cross-legged on the grass and listened to him.

"I won't sit there, maybe there are traps?"

Wan Qingya jumped and jumped onto a peach blossom tree next to her, her legs drooping naturally, and her feet swayed, she just listened.

"Mischief." Talking about the mischief, Consort Wan Qing walked over, leaning against the peach blossom tree, and didn't want to sit on the grass.

Li Yun did not move.

"Never mind."

The holy lord did not reluctantly, after pondering for a while, he slowly said: "More than a thousand years ago, it may be one thousand two hundred years, or it may be one thousand five hundred years."