The words of Taoist priest Weiheng confused all the disciples.

Ye Ming raised a key question with a serious face.

"How can we see the elder Jiang Cheng?"

Other disciples shook their heads.

"Yes, even if we are lucky enough to reach Xiaomang domain in the future, we can't enter the gate of Feixian gate?"

"Not to mention seeing those people?"

"Alas, if we can know a Taoist saint, we won't be reduced to being dominated by others."

"What's more, how could he help us even if he tried his best to see elder Jiang?"

"We can't fight the eight poles of Feixian gate!"

Weiheng thought so.

Anyone would take what he just said as a dream.

He took a deep breath and looked solemn, as if he had made a major decision.

"It seems that I must tell you an amazing secret that has been buried for many years."

Because he usually has no airs and likes to joke, several disciples laughed directly at his look.

"Do you want to say that you and elder Jiang met each other?"

"Did you drink together tens of billions of years ago?"

"Hahaha, that's impossible."

"If our leader had that experience, he would have gone to heaven. How could he hide it?"

"At least talk about 80000 times!"

Wei Heng Taoist priest did not smile.

"Silence!"

"This is about the life and death of the flying star hall. I'm not kidding you!"

Seeing that he seemed to be serious, all the disciples looked cold one after another.

"Headmaster Jiang Cheng is Feixian sect