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Chapter 817: The myth from a hundred years ago

 A disciple will be repaid ten thousand times, and a master will never hide anything. Chapter 817: The myth of a hundred years ago...

The moment Xu Feng fainted, dark clouds swept across the sky, rolling thunder pierced the sky, and the heaven and earth changed suddenly.

"What a powerful breath!"

Lin Qingzhu's expression changed and he quickly called Linglong back. At this moment... Ye Qiu, who had been silent throughout, finally walked out of the small pavilion.

He looked up at the heavens, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and stared coldly at the clouds above the sky.

"What is that..."

On the other side, there was an exclamation, and everyone looked at the clouds in the sky at a loss.

I saw, out of the dark clouds, a handsome young man in white clothes with a face as frosty as snow.

"Xiao Jinse!"

Everyone was shocked. The person who came was none other than Xiao Jinse, a young and handsome man who had become famous in the nine heavens and ten earths a hundred years ago, and a great disciple of the Heavenly Dao lineage.

This person became famous even a hundred years earlier than Mingyue.

"How could it be him."

Everyone was shocked. According to rumors, a hundred years ago, Xiao Jinse became a god with one sword, stood out in the competition among the geniuses of all races, became famous all over the world, and then disappeared.

In the past hundred years, no one has heard anything about him.

However, no one expected that at this moment, he would appear.

"Oh my god! Senior Brother Xiao, he's out of seclusion..."

As disciples of the Tiandao lineage, others don’t know where Xiao Jinse has been in the past hundred years, but of course they do.

Ever since the battle between the geniuses of all races a hundred years ago, Xiao Jinse returned from the Ancient Immortal battlefield and was sent into seclusion in a forbidden place by Taoist Priest Tianfeng. This seclusion lasted for a hundred years.

One hundred years, for those who cultivate immortality, flies by in the blink of an eye.

But for ordinary people, it is an extremely long period of time. No one knows what Xiao Jinse has experienced in the past hundred years, and what level of strength he has reached now.

Now that he has returned, everyone is shocked.

At this moment, the situation on the sacred mountain is changing, and countless gates to the cave heaven and paradise are slowly opening.

Everyone looked at the white figure on the horizon in disbelief, with expressions of confusion on their faces.

"Xiao Jinse, this guy... actually got out of seclusion."

Ye Qingxuan looked at the figure in the sky solemnly, his eyes wandering. During his years on the sacred mountain, he had heard many legends about this person.

If Mingyue is the most amazing genius in the past hundred years, then...he is the one who stands out before Mingyue.

The myth created by these two people is like a mountain, weighing on everyone's heart and unable to cross.

No one knows what the return of Xiao Jinse, who has disappeared for a hundred years, means.

Seeing that the sky patching event is about to come, the situation is unpredictable, and for a moment... a silent storm has spread to the entire sacred mountain.

"Xiao Jinse, it's really him..."

Standing on the top of the sacred mountain, Mingyue stared at the figure in the sky with cold eyes. Behind her, stood another her.

This is the moon in the sky and the moon in the world. After returning yesterday, the two had a night-long communication and have reached a consensus.

The two stood on the top of the sacred mountain, watching everything from a bird's eye view.

After a moment, Renjianyue asked, "Is he very strong?"

Tian Shang Yue did not answer, but looked in the direction of Zixia Dojo with slightly worried eyes.

She didn't know how long it took before she slowly said: "This person's realm has reached the realm of transcendence and refinement. Each of his realms has reached its ultimate realm. After hundreds of years of hard training, his cultivation has probably reached the realm of sacrifice."<

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