Eternal gate

early morning.

The soft sunshine poured down on the earth, casting a layer of peace on Daluo Fairy Mountain.

Accompanied by a breeze, Zhao Yun opened his eyes from his deep sleep.

As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw two old faces, one on the left and one on the right.

"Who are you two?" Zhao Yun's eyes moved, looking at this and then at that.

"I am your third uncle." The old magic stick said seriously.

"I am your second uncle." The fat immortal was stroking his beard.

When Zhao Yun heard this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. Hearing these two titles so early in the morning, how could he still be a little angry? Your sister's third uncle, your sister's second uncle.

"We are all elders of the Immortal Sect." Yun Yan said with a smile.

She was very familiar with these two people.

There are many serious people in the Immortal Sect, but these two are exceptions.

"Disrespect, disrespect."

Zhao Yun had already stood up without Yun Yan's reminder.

In the territory of the Immortal Sect, it is natural that the strong men of the Immortal Sect are not all the same. It is Bu Niantian who came to him to chat with him. Fortunately, these two are Immortal Kings. If they are in the Taixu Realm, then it depends on their seniority.

"The bones are amazing."

"It's a good seedling."

The two old men, one on the left and one on the right, were in research mode.

The so-called research is to circle around Zhao Yun, and sometimes reach out and pinch Zhao Yun's little arms and legs. You think, why is such a talent allowed to be used by the Immortal Sect?

Mr. Zhao did not move, thinking secretly whether he should go to the eternal world to cool off.

"Who? Who is it?"

While he was talking, he suddenly heard shouting and screaming.

It was Jinpeng Dapeng. After sleeping all night, he finally woke up. However, his head was still dizzy. After looking inside, he looked at his body and realized, fuck...that one who killed a thousand swords let me bleed.

Bang!

The old magic stick ignored him and threw out an iron pot.

Okay! Dapeng was instantly happy, and the big pot was simmering.

"woke up."

Not thinking about it fell from the sky, and his words were clear.

Zhao Yunma came closer, full of hope.

Bu Niantian smiled, and with a flick of his hand, a flower flew out of his sleeve, which was strange and extraordinary.

This is the legendary flower of memory.

Zhao Yun came by chance, and the flower of memory matured today.

"Thank you."

Zhao Yun was so excited that he took it carefully.

It is the flower of memory. He remembers the smell of such flowers.

Without thinking much, he immediately dug out Ye Lan, holding the flower of memory in one hand, and integrated it into Ye Lan's body inch by inch, hoping that this magical flower could merge the memories of Concubine Long and her two lives.

Not thinking that Tian was not idle, he sacrificed his natal immortal power to help Ye Lan refine it.

The essence of the flower of memory turned into wisps of fairy flowers and slowly blended into it.

Ye Lan, who had been sleeping for a long time, finally had a reaction. The tranquility in his sleep turned into the pain of nightmares. He moaned constantly and murmured a lot in his sleep. Every murmur had the name of Zhao Yun. Trapped in memory, I am afraid that only this name is an immortal mark.

"Dragon Concubine." Zhao Yun called softly.

What responded to him was Ye Lan's confusion.

However, the corners of her eyes were stained with tears, and her sleep was choked with sobs.

"Who is this?" Seeing Ye Lan like this, the two old men looked at Dapeng.

"Old friend."

The word Dapeng only exists, but his eyes are full of hope.

He had known about Long Fei for a long time, and because of this knowledge, he prayed over and over again, hoping that Long Fei would recover as before, because the past life was too painful, and this reincarnation could lead to a new beginning.

Old friend?

The two old men murmured without asking too much.

Soon, the flower of memory dissipated and completely integrated into Ye Lan's body. Looking at her body, she was cast in a mysterious and dreamy light, especially the divine sea, which was the most bizarre.

She was still humming, but showed no sign of waking up.

It was still the bond between two lives that kept her from waking up in a state of confusion.

Squinting her beautiful eyes to the extreme, she could see through Ye Lan's divine sea. The fragments of memories from two lives were being reorganized piece by piece and blended piece by piece. This took time, after all, it involved reincarnation.

"Can't fuse?" Zhao Yun's eyes were bloodshot.

"Wait." Bu Nian Tian said leisurely, still paying close attention.

It was under her gaze that Ye Lan's pain became less intense.

As time passed, her muffled moans were lost a lot.

call!

Bu Niantian breathed a sigh of relief, the most difficult hurdle had been overcome.

Next, just wait for the memory to merge. Three to five days will be enough.

"Dragon Concubine?"

Zhao Yun called again, his voice soft.

This time, the sleeping Ye Lan responded. He was not talking in his sleep, but had a clear consciousness.

There were tears in Zhao Yun's eyes, Concubine Long was finally back.

Without knowing what happened back then, it would be difficult to understand his state of mind at the moment.

"Give her some time."

Bu Niantian flicked his sleeves again and sent Concubine Long into a fairy pond.

The fairy pond was prepared by her in advance and was of great benefit to the fusion of memories.

She is a busy person, and things come and go quickly. The Great Luo Immortal Sect is in a state of decline, so we cannot relax at any time. Like the Eight Holy Lands, they may come back at any time, so we must be on guard against it.

"Let's talk later."

The two old men also left and hid in the darkness.

Xiao Tiantian has told him that Zhao Yun’s safety must be ensured.

"I'm going to take a walk outside."

Dapeng scratched the bird's feathers and spread its wings and flew away.

Then, I heard a sound of surprise outside the mountain.

"Golden-winged Roc?"

The elders and disciples should look up more often, this is a rare species.

I don’t know if there would be an uproar if they knew that Zhao Yun was also there. No wonder Bu Niantian did such a good job of keeping the secret that few people even knew that she had taken Zhao Yun back.

Fairy Pond.

Ye Lan lay quietly in it, surrounded by a mysterious light.

Mr. Zhao stayed on one side of the fairy pond, never leaving.

"For a hundred years, have you missed me?"

Concubine Long smiled softly and transmitted the message with her soul consciousness.

Her consciousness was extremely clear, but she couldn't wake up.

"Think about it."

"That's good."

Concubine Long smiled sweetly, merging the memories of two lives with peace of mind.

These two words are enough, and her reincarnation will not be wasted.

"Waiting for you to wake up."

Zhao Yun smiled again and took the Celestial Immortal Bone with a flick of his hand.

He calmly gathered his energy and gently integrated the immortal bones into his body.

They are all branches of the eternal lineage, and the Immortal Bones are not exclusive to him.

His origin was restless again.

His body also transformed once again.

Assembly takes eternity! Every additional part was a blessing for him, and this time was no exception. Under the rolling of the origin, he achieved his wish and advanced to the ninth level of the cave.

At this moment, his Tianling Cap was filled with light.

Just as night falls, Guanghong looks particularly bright.

boom!

The vast Cang Miao was knocked out of a big hole by Guang Hong.

Then, the visions evolved, each one ancient and distant.

"That...that's...?"

Too many people were alarmed, and too many disciples and elders looked up.

The vision of nothingness was so vast that it was difficult for them not to see it.

That is not an ordinary natal vision, it is exclusive to the eternal lineage. Look at the mountains, water, grass and trees, all dyed with eternal light, adding a bright color to the nothingness.

"The Immortal Sect... is about to rise."

The fat immortal and the old magic stick hiding in the dark took a deep breath.

That junior is so extraordinary, he will definitely surpass the Immortal Immortal in his own year.