Jiang Cheng's profound patterns are all in his body.

If he could feel the same profound pattern aura, there was only one possibility—the profound pattern bound to him.

When he came up with this idea, the long-lost excitement filled his heart, and he almost screamed out.

Is it...

He couldn't help speeding up, and a sharp dive quickly narrowed the distance between himself and the Canglan Continent of Xianwu Continent.

It is still the same landscape as before, but there are far fewer immortals along the way.

Jiang Cheng rushed to the vicinity of the mountain gate of Feixianmen, and it was as if he suddenly broke into the bee colony.

In an instant, he was attacked by hundreds of origins at the same time.

These origins are not source techniques, each of which is separate.

But the power of each door is not inferior to the ordinary peak holy master, and even comparable to the source technique that the holy venerable exerts with all his strength.

"what's the situation?"

"Is it the origin attack of the Xuan clan?"

Since this is Feixianmen, Brother Cheng does not have the strength to fully open his dead hand, and only open up the holy realm of rules.

The next moment, his holy world seemed to be bombarded by a meteor shower.

It is also fortunate that his holy world is now bound to Dao Xin, immortal power, and mysterious patterns, which is not only extremely flexible, but also far more powerful than the normal holy world.

It was abruptly resisted.

In the process, he discovered that every source attack was different from the source of the Xuan clan he encountered before.

These origins have both the characteristics of the source art and the obvious Dao attached to them.

It's like the source technique and the holy world have been condensed together at the same time, and they have merged into a unique attack method.

"How did you do it?"

Just when there were endless doubts in his heart, there were also exclamations one after another outside.

"Fuck, this can't be beat?"

"Is this person too strong?"

"Stop, stop! This is the head of Jiang!"

"what?"

The dark clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated, and heavy figures appeared in front of them.

Standing above the holy world, Jiang Cheng lowered his long sword.

He finally saw those familiar faces.

"Dan Tai, Lu Fan, Wei Miao... So you are here."

"Sect Master Jiang!"

More than a hundred people in front of them all rushed over, crying and laughing like crazy.

"My God, you're finally back!"

"Sect Master Jiang, it's really hard for us to find you..."

In an instant, Brother Cheng was overwhelmed by the excited crowd.

Although he still doesn't understand why the disciples who can't be found appear here, it doesn't prevent his mood from floating to the clouds.

After a while, other disciples came over after hearing the news.

Ji Linghan, Luo Yuan, Mo Chen and others came into his sight.

The entire Feixianmen fell into a carnival atmosphere.

Unsurprisingly, Brother Cheng's arm was held tightly by Lin Ning, Yin Xue'er and other girls.

"Head Jiang, woo... I thought I would never see you again."

"You bastard, why didn't you come to us?"

Hearing the familiar laughter and scolding, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Shan Tai, Wei Miao and others wisely gave up their positions, and the only person standing in front of him was Ji Linghan.

Looking at each other, the two moved their lips in unison.

It seems like a thousand words, but it is hard to put into words.

The infinite emotion contained in those eyes finally turned into two simple words in unison.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"I am back."

When the two walked into the main hall together holding hands, a grand celebration had already begun outside.

After being seated again, Jiang Cheng naturally asked about their situation.

"Where have you been all these years?"

"Why did you suddenly appear here again?"

For this question, Ji Linghan, Mo Chen, Luo Yuan and others were a little at a loss as to where to start.

"Actually, we don't know where it is."

"Huh? You've been there for so long, and you don't know where you are?"

Luo Yuan nodded with a wry smile.

"If you really want to count, you still have to start from the battle for the throne of the year."

"That time after the Heavenly Dao of the First Era was separated from you, we were collectively teleported to a magical world."

"How amazing?"

Jiang Cheng had just made the black and white ball, and once used the mysterious pattern to go to that world with a trace of Taoism.

It's just that this time he only stayed for a short moment and was rejected.

I don't know anything about that world.

"There is no way of heaven, but it is not chaotic, because it is filled with the power of the law of heaven and earth..."

"The law of heaven and earth?"

Jiang Cheng's eyebrows moved, could it be a spring in the market world?

"right."

Mo Chen nodded.

"We've been stuck in that world with no way out."

"It wasn't until the last time when the law oscillated and there were many gaps that we finally found a chance to get out of there."

"After returning to Yuanxian Realm, we immediately inquired about your news, and soon found out about Xianwuzhou."

"Is it because of this reason?"

Looking at it this way, these disciples were able to get out of trouble, but it was thanks to those two laws that they invaded the Primordial Immortal Realm.

But listening to their description, it doesn't seem to be a spring.

"In that world, besides you, is there anyone else?"

Ji Linghan replied: "There are not many creatures in that world. Besides us, there are about 10,000 people."

"Their ethnic groups are diverse, and they all end up there for various reasons."

"It is said that there were more earlier, but there were some crises in that world, so many people fell."

Jiang Cheng hurriedly asked: "What crisis? Did you encounter any danger inside? Are you injured?"

"Giggle!"

Yin Xueer let out a silver bell-like laughter.

"Even if it's dangerous, we're back alive now."

"What, are you distressed? Are you distressed for us, or for Senior Sister Ji?"

As soon as these words came out, the hall fell into a strange silence.

Including Lin Ning, many female disciples looked at Brother Cheng with bright eyes.

Even Ji Linghan quietly stopped talking.

The male disciple showed an expression of watching the show.

Brother Cheng is not stupid, and gave the answer very skillfully.

"Of course it hurts, okay?"

Of course, Yin Xueer was not satisfied with this kind of panacea, so she deliberately provoked a thorn.

"That can't be done, there must be someone who hurts the most, right?"

Jiang Zhangmen's current Taoism is far from comparable to the past, and he knows that some things cannot be balanced.

So he touched his chin and smiled leisurely: "Of course, whoever misses me the most, whoever I feel most distressed about."

Everyone silently pondered for a while, and found that there was no way to find fault with this answer.

It's not up to him to decide who wants this brother the most.

Everyone has their own answers in their hearts, and no one can stand up and say that they are not the one who misses him the most.

Lin Ning gave Brother Cheng a dissatisfied look.

"cunning!"

Yin Xue'er couldn't help kicking his chair.

"Okay, head Jiang, I haven't seen you for many years. Who did you learn this from?"

"Not from the truth?"