Chapter 362 Farewell to Patriarch Chen, the Founder of the Sect, the Ancestor of All Ages!

In Shenglong City.

Since all the creatures in the netherworld were annihilated and returned to the dust, this life-and-death battle that lasted for hundreds of years has come to a perfect end.

All the monks in the city indulged themselves and expressed their pent-up resentment for a hundred years. Monks from all over the world drank and discussed Taoism, and even slept drunk in the street.

Under the overpass, in the tavern, in the teahouse.

Storytellers from all walks of life described the Chen family ancestor who met the star god as a demon lord descended from the sky, with three heads and six arms, magical powers as deep as the sea, and abilities as thick as the earth.

"Guess what, those immortals looked at each other helplessly. At this time, the ancestor of the Chen family, Yun, strode out and immediately turned into a golden giant with golden eyes and three heads and six arms. He blew a breath of immortal air from south to north, blowing all the armies of the netherworld into pieces and destroying their souls!"

"Good!"

"Good."

"As expected of the Chen family's great ancestor, my Yunmengze has produced an immortal master who is only seen once in a thousand years."

The Chen family cemetery outside the city.

All the descendants of the Chen family who died in the battle of Mangshan were buried with the ceremony of the direct descendants of the Chen family, and their descendants were all compensated with a large sum of money.

A chubby little boy held a roast goose and a bottle of ancient wine in his hands, and shed tears on the grass, choking and saying: "Dad, they all say you are a hero, a great hero, woooo."

"But Hu Zi doesn't want a great hero, Hu Zi wants Dad..."

The woman who was fiddling with the brazier turned her head and wiped her tears secretly.

At this time, on the dock, a number of immortal ships were ready to go, and they could set off immediately and return to their homeland as long as the ancestors of each sect came back.

They were chased from the north to the south, and they haven't been home for almost two hundred years.

Countless monks on the ship sat on the deck, drinking and singing.

"Finally I can go home."

"My mother and child are back."

"I don't know how my wife and children are doing."

When talking about the family in their hometown, everyone shed tears on the spot. No one would laugh at them, but this is very normal.

Ask the immortal peak.

The terrifying and eerie auras were released just right, neither making it seem that they had no sense of existence, nor being too ostentatious and stealing the show.

The so-called master is naturally the one in green, strolling in the middle of the avenue, the ancestor of the Chen family, Chen Yun, who is at the front.

Only the descendants of the Chen family are qualified to stand behind him on both sides.

The rest of the people, no matter if you are the ancestor of the Sword God or the Sword Immortal Sect, follow you from a distance like a servant.

If you are an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, you are only qualified to stand far away. Those who can come forward are all at the peak of the Nascent Soul in this world.

Chen Yun, who was laughing and joking with his descendants all the way, stopped at the entrance at the foot of the mountain.

"Okay, that's it, everyone, don't see me off."

Chen Yun bowed to everyone, smiled politely, and his eyes fell on the relatives of the Lei Zun ancestor in the second row and the Minchen ancestor in the fifth row.

"The future of the Chen family still depends on you."

As soon as the voice fell, the voices of the peak Nascent Soul ancestors rushed to the front.

"Don't worry, don't worry, ancestor Chen can go without worry."

"With my Thunder Lord here, the descendants of the Chen family will not lose a single hair, so you can rest assured."

"Mingchen decided to rank ancestor Chen first in the Supreme Sect, the position of the first elder that no one can shake for thousands of years."

"I am the Sword God Lin, and I only ask for a noble lady to marry me, a concubine can be fine..."

"I suggest that the Chen family move to the fertile and prosperous land of the Central Plains. My Han family is willing to give up half of the territory."

Many Yuanying ancestors rushed to please him.

First of all, Chen Yun has the support of the Star God, a powerful backer. He is probably the only one who can easily please the Star God.

As long as he wants, the lives of all people in this world are just a matter of his words.

Millions of demon corpses in the Netherworld were destroyed by his words.

Who dares to offend him, especially since he himself has an immortal body, and he can't die even when facing a strong man in the fusion realm.

Because he was too amazing, Chen Yun was now seen as a terrifying existence comparable to or even higher than the God of Transformation in the eyes of other Yuanying ancestors.

Think about it, the Chen clan now has two God of Transformation seeds in the Taiyi Spirit Realm, and he himself has sneaked into the Taiyi Spirit Realm, and it is not certain that he will also be a God of Transformation in the future.

Three Gods of Transformation in one family?

He also mastered the secret to the Taiyi Spirit Realm.

Therefore, his various abilities are really difficult to describe in words.

Such a terrifying ancestor, such a terrifying immortal clan, can they dare to show any disdain except to curry favor with them?

"Okay, I'll take my leave first."

"Everyone, please go back."

Chen Yun waved his sleeves, stepped forward with an indomitable momentum, and stepped heavily into the Questioning Immortal Peak.

All the descendants of the Chen family knelt down and bowed, paying homage.

The rest of the people bowed their heads and saluted.

"Farewell, Old Ancestor Chen."

The Yuanying ancestors all over the mountains bowed together, all with supreme cultivation, shouting these five words, so that the sound waves spread thousands of miles away.

The Yuanying cultivators walking in various places in Yunmengze, from the foot of Wenxian Peak to Shenglong City, and then from Shenglong City to the surrounding areas.

All the Yuanying Jindan tacitly carried out a kind of sound wave relay.

From point to surface, the last third of Yunmengze, tens of millions of miles of fertile land, from the bustling city to the empty countryside and mountains, were actually resounding with the sound of "Farewell, Old Ancestor Chen".

All those who knew him and those who didn't know him were sending off this legendary ancestor.

The ancestral land of Dayu Mountain.

The sandalwood was curling and the bookish atmosphere was pressing.

A young lady with a graceful demeanor bent over her desk, writing with her brush and writing beautifully, generating a line of text on the "Chen Family Tree".

"Grandpa Yun, whose real name is Chen Yun, was born in a humble family. Although he was poor when he was young, he never forgot his ambition to live forever. He experienced the catastrophe of life and death, and after thousands of years of hard practice, he achieved the Tao of Yuanying, waved his whip in the universe, controlled all affairs, planned and planned, and finally achieved great success. He is indeed an extraordinary person, a hero beyond the world... My descendants respect him as 'Grandpa Yun Shengzu'"

Under the Wenxian Peak.

A figure in a green shirt was flying a hundred feet in the air. Hearing the voice of "Farewell to Grandpa Chen" echoing throughout Yunmengze, all kinds of complex colors appeared in his eyes.

Recalling the bits and pieces of his life over the past few hundred years, his heart did not feel heavy at all, but instead felt a sense of lightness as if he had unloaded a burden.

"I have fulfilled all my wishes in this world, it's time to go back."

"The real world is the Taiyi Spirit World."

"It's no surprise to achieve the Yuanying stage, achieving the Shenhua stage is my greatest wish in this life."

"Chen."

"Go!"

"When I come back, Chen Yun will be a Shenhua master."

The next second.

In the Taiyi Spirit World.

Chen Yun slowly opened his eyes, and the sentence of [Silver Bracelet] just ended. In the temporary cave, there was no one. Chen Yun waved his sleeves, wiped the spider webs in the corner, and walked out of the cave with his hands behind his back.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the bright red sunset, a touching smile filled the corners of his mouth.