The Bingpo Mountain Range is located in the northeastern corner of the Northern Icefield. It is the ancestral home of the Ye family of the True Spirit family. It is covered with snow all year round and the temperature is frighteningly low.
A group of Ye family monks are patrolling. Under them is a giant white lion with two wings on its back. The lowest level is fifth level.
The leader was a young man in a white shirt with a beautiful tree in front of the wind. Judging from his aura, he was clearly a late-stage cultivator in the practice of refining the void.
The Ye family is the well-deserved overlord of the Northern Ice Plains. No force in the Northern Ice Plains dares to provoke the Ye family, let alone attack the Bingpo Mountains. The monks of the Ye family look contented.
A golden escaping light appeared in the distant sky at a very fast speed.
"A clan elder is back."
The young man in white shirt said.
Not long after, the golden light stopped, and it turned out to be a magnificent palace, with the three characters "Xuanji Palace" written on the plaque.
Wang Changsheng and others stood at the door of Xuanji Palace with different expressions.
The True Lord of the Four Seas looked excited. He never thought that one day he would be able to visit the ancestral land of the Ye family of the True Spirit Family.
Ye Xuanji took them away from Xuanguang Continent, crossed the sea, and forcibly commandeered multiple large teleportation arrays from alien races, saving a lot of time.
Ye Xuanji was the stronger one. She went directly to the alien's lair, competed with the alien Mahayana, defeated the alien Mahayana, gave some things as payment for using the teleportation array, and borrowed the opponent's large teleportation array to travel.
If not, they wouldn't have taken more than a thousand years to reach the Northern Icefield.
"Who is coming!"
The young man in white shirt said solemnly.
"Ye Xuanji, go and tell the clan elders that I, Ye Xuanji, am back."
Ye Xuanji's voice came from Xuanji Palace.
Her body was destroyed and her tribe could not recognize her. It was not easy to enter the Bingso Mountains.
The young man in white shirt was stunned when he heard the three words "Ye Xuanji". He was not unfamiliar with this name. All members of the Ye family had heard of Ye Xuanji.
He quickly took out a Dharma plate with white light flashing, entered a Dharma formula, and made a series of gestures.
"Welcome ancestor Xuanji home."
The young man in white shirt said politely.
No one dares to go to the ancestral land of the Ye family and pretend to be Ye Xuanji. That is asking for death.
"Welcome ancestor Xuanji home."
The Ye family members said in unison, and their voices echoed endlessly in the surrounding area.
Wang Changsheng and others were stunned. Ye Xuanji was so valued in the Ye family?
After a while, more than a dozen rays of light flew out from the mountains, stopped, and the light converged, revealing the figures of more than a dozen fused monks, led by a graceful young woman in a white dress.
Ye Ruoxue, the head of the Ye family, in the late stage of integration.
"Welcome Ancestor Xuanji home. Ancestor Yuhuan has been waiting at the ancestral hall for a long time."
Ye Ruoxue said respectfully.
"Don't you need to check my identity? Just let me in?"
Ye Xuanji walked out of Xuanji Hall with an indifferent expression.
"Ancestor Xuanji is joking. Anyone who dares to impersonate you will probably not be able to leave alive if he has the guts."
Ye Ruoxue explained with a smile.
"Hmph, you already knew I was in Xuanguang Continent and you just didn't go looking for me. Don't think I don't know anything."
Ye Xuanji snorted coldly.
"Ancestor Xuanji, please stop joking with the juniors and go to the ancestral hall to talk! Ruoxue, please don't neglect the people brought by Ancestor Xuanji."
A clear female voice came from the sky.
Wang Changsheng and others flew out of the Xuanji Hall one after another. Ye Xuanji put away the Xuanji Hall and turned into a golden ray of light and flew towards the depths of the mountains.
Ye Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Wang Changsheng and the other five, and asked, "Are you all subordinates of Ancestor Xuanji?"
"I am, fellow Daoist Wang and the others are not."
Shangguan Tianhong explained.
"Your Majesty, Wang Changsheng (Wang Ruyan), has met Mrs. Ye."
Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan reported their names and said politely.
"Come with me!"
Ye Ruoxue waved her hand and returned the same way. Wang Changsheng and the other five people quickly followed.
After flying for more than a million miles, you can see a large number of buildings and monks, as well as some strange birds and animals, including seventh-level spiritual beasts.
Roar!
A deafening dragon roar sounded, and Wang Changsheng and the other five were slightly startled. The Ye family also raised dragons?
Ye Ruoxue placed them in a white manor covering an area of 1,000 acres and told them not to run around. Naturally, Wang Changsheng and the other five would not move around.
Bingso Peak is one of the forbidden areas of the Ye family.
A huge white tower more than a hundred feet high, with the two characters "ancestral hall" written on the plaque.
On the top floor, Ye Xuanfeng, Ye Yuhuan and Ye Xuanji stood in front of a square white altar table. A portrait hung on the stone wall in front of them. On the painting was a graceful young woman in a white dress, looking into the distance. It's Fairy Liuyun.
There are dozens of spiritual tablets placed on the white altar table. The people on this floor are all Mahayana monks who are no longer alive.
"Xuanji, do you really want to go to the underworld? The dead cannot be resurrected. If you can ascend to the immortal world, there may be a way to do it."
Ye Xuanfeng sighed.
"If you don't give it a try, who knows! How can it be so easy to ascend to the Immortal Realm? In the past 100,000 years, has anyone in our clan ascended to the Immortal Realm?"
Ye Xuanji disagreed. If it was so easy to ascend to the immortal world, she would not be willing to stay in the lower world.
The Ye family has been established for so long, but less than five members of the clan have successfully ascended to the immortal world.
"Even if you find Ancestor Xuanhao in the underworld, he just looks like him, not Ancestor Xuanhao. His body has been destroyed by the enemy, and there is no way to resurrect him in the lower world."
Ye Yuhuan persuaded.
"I will not change what I have decided. When I come back this time, I want to get some things from the family treasure house and refine a few treasures to prepare for my trip to the underworld."
Ye Xuanji said solemnly.
Ye Xuanfeng sighed and said, "What do you want? Make a list and I will send someone to collect it for you as soon as possible. If you come back rarely, just stay in the clan!"
Ye Xuanji came back on her own initiative, which shows that she cares about the Ye family.
"Ancestor Xuanji, let me go to the underworld with you! I can be of some help!"
Ye Yuhuan took the initiative to ask for help.
"No, I don't know how long it will take to come back to the underworld this time. I can just go by myself. I can handle it."
Ye Xuanji refused directly. She hesitated for a moment, looked at Ye Xuanfeng and asked, "Have you contacted our clansmen in the fairy world?"
"I have contacted you. According to Patriarch Sheng Hong, the True Immortal has a way to resurrect dead monks, but the conditions are too harsh. Even he can't do it. That's why I said that your trip to the underworld is in vain."
Ye Xuanfeng sighed.
"Can't you contact your ancestors?"
Ye Xuanji asked, pointing to the portrait of Fairy Liuyun.
"The ancestors are practicing in seclusion. It's good that we can contact the ancestor Shenghong."
Ye Xuanfeng explained.
He knew Ye Xuanji's temper, and she would definitely do whatever she decided to do. It was useless for anyone to persuade her.
"I brought back a person who is a little special. Do you know why?"
Ye Xuanji talked about Wang Changsheng's situation.
Ye Xuanfeng frowned. He took out a golden magic plate, entered a magic formula, and said: "Yuxuan, come to the ancestral hall. Xuanji has something to ask you."
"Yes, Ancestor Xuanfeng."
A respectful male voice came from the golden dharma plate.
Lao Wang is not a powerful re-cultivator. He has the same name as the mysterious talisman Saint Ancestor of the Demon World. They are the pig's feet of my first book, One Talisman to Fengxian. There are some overlaps. They are just the same name. There is a special reason why Cheng Yao's divination caused the thunder disaster, not True immortal relatives really exist. There is no need to work so hard to develop them. Just give them something casually and the Wang family will take off.
(End of chapter)
