Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

Several bigwigs of the Qingtian Sect that Chen Yunhao was familiar with had already ascended to the spiritual world. After all, hundreds of years had passed. Those who should have left had left, and those who could not leave had either fallen or hidden somewhere to avoid the calamity.

Chen Yunhao didn’t even know the name of the current ancestor of the Qingtian Sect.

He vaguely remembered that when he was young, he first came to the Qingtian Sect and seemed to have seen this person in the crowd.

But it doesn’t matter whether they know each other or not, as long as the other party knows him.

"It's Chen, sorry for disturbing you today..."

"Fellow Daoist Chen, this is the second time you've broken into my Qingtian Sect...!"

"Chen is really helpless. After all, only your sect possesses this formation!"

Chen Yunhao smiled. What he said was the truth.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please don't misunderstand. Grandmaster Han said before he left that Fellow Daoist Chen can use this formation freely. We can't stop him..."

"Fellow Daoist Han Tian is indeed a very particular person. It seems that I should go to the Qingtian Sect in Jinge Province someday to express my gratitude to Fellow Daoist Han Tian..."

Chen Yunhao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Sect Leader Han Tian would leave such instructions.

I believe that there is an intention to make friends between Thunder Mountain and Qingtian Sect, and also to give face to Chen Yunhao personally.

Chen Yunhao had inquired in the spiritual world and found out that there was a sect called Qingtian Sect in Jingezhou of the spiritual world.

The names are so similar, it is most likely the sect that the Qingtian Sect became after its ascension.

"Fellow Daoist Chen actually knows about my sect in the upper realm. Could it be...?"

There was a hint of shock in the eyes of the monk from the Qingtian Sect.

"I just came down to take a look. I'll be back soon, so I'm sure I'll come back to harass you..."

"You are most welcome. If you meet my master, please greet him."

The monk's tone became respectful. At this time, he had guessed something and sighed in his heart that Master Han Tian's vision was different after all!

After leaving the Qingtian Sect, Chen Yunhao looked back at the towering peak, then flew away on his Aurora Boat.

Over this vast ocean, a rainbow light flashed across the sky, so fast that people could not react.

This is the Thunder Sea, which is considered the most prosperous sea area in the Boundless Sea. Flying monks can often be seen on the sea.

Some fly alone, some fly in groups, and most of them are monks who make a living from the sea.

They saw the flying boat flashing across the sky and hurriedly dodged. It was obviously an old monster above the level of God Transformation. Who would dare to go up and bring bad luck upon themselves?

Chen Yunhao was eager to go home. Of course, his mood was different when he returned to the Thunder Sea. He wanted to return to Thunder Mountain as soon as possible to finish his work.

The most important thing is that he has finished his business in the lower world and is anxious to return to the spiritual world. After all, it is easier to practice in the spiritual world, and the progress of cultivation in the lower world is too slow.

The journey was very smooth. After all, the speed of the Aurora Boat and its own strength were obvious, so not many idiots would actively crash into it.

Even the lowest-level sirens in the ocean below know how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, let alone the human monks.

So there is no need to worry about encountering trouble wherever you go in the world of immortal cultivation. In most cases, everyone goes their own way.

Of course, the level of cultivation is the key. If he had followed his path of refining Qi and building the foundation, he might have disappeared long ago.

This is a digression. Let’s say Chen Yunhao saw Leixiao City from afar, but he was not planning to go in. Everything had changed and there was no place worth him staying.

I just took a look from a distance, and it was also a reminiscence.

The Aurora Boat flashed past Leixiao City and headed straight for Thunder Mountain.

A mere thirty thousand miles, just one hour. When Chen Yunhao saw Thunder Mountain from afar, he put away his flying boat.

The thunder in the distance was still loud, yet so familiar.

Chen Yunhao still has the token of Thunder Mountain in his hand, so he can go in at any time.

He stood in the air with his hands behind his back, looking at Thunder Mountain several miles away, feeling a mixed feeling in his heart.

His mood is quite complicated. This is where he grew up and where the trajectory of his life changed. He has deep thoughts about this place.

But now he knew that everything had changed. Thunder Mountain was still Thunder Mountain, but most of the people he knew were probably gone.

There were disciples patrolling outside Thunder Mountain, and they had discovered Chen Yunhao's Aurora Boat hundreds of miles away, and they couldn't stop it even if they wanted to.

When Chen Yunhao was thinking and sighing outside the gate of Thunder Mountain, a patrol team caught up with him from behind, and several monks also came out of the mountain gate.

"Which senior has visited our Thunder Mountain? Please allow us to report this to the Sect Master..."

Chen Yunhao retracted his gaze and looked at the Jindan disciple who was blocking his way and smiled gently.

"Who is the head of your family now?"

"To answer your question, it's Grandmaster Guo Jingcheng."

“So it was him…!”

Chen Yunhao recalled it briefly and remembered it.

Guo Jingcheng is the apprentice of his senior brother. The leader of Thunder Mountain can only be their main lineage. This is a rule that has not changed for thousands of years.

"Go inform Xiao Chengzi and tell him that his uncle is back..."

"This... please wait a moment, senior!"

The Jindan cultivator seemed to remember something, his face changed, and he turned and left in a hurry.

It is said that since the establishment of Thunder Mountain Sect, there have been influential figures in every generation, but the most well-known person in these hundreds of years is Chen Yunhao.

Although he has been gone for one or two hundred years, his legend still makes the disciples of Thunder Mountain yearn for him.

Chen Yunhao only waited for half a cup of tea before a familiar figure quickly passed through the restriction.

"Junior Master, where have you been? We've been having such a hard time looking for you...!"

Guo Jingcheng saw Chen Yunhao from afar. He was his familiar junior uncle, a prominent figure in Thunder Mountain.

"Xiao Chengzi, be more steady. You are now the head of a sect...!"

Looking at Guo Jingcheng, who was a little excited and almost talking incoherently, Chen Yunhao smiled and shook his head.

"Uncle Master, please come back to the mountain gate with me. I won't let you leave again this time!"

Guo Jingcheng grabbed Chen Yunhao's sleeve, as if he was afraid that he would fly away.

Chen Yunhao laughed, and a warm feeling rose in his heart.

Whether in Taiyi Sect or Leiting Mountain, what was left to him was not intrigue and deception, but the warmth of family love. This was the reason why he came back from afar.

It was still the familiar quiet room. Lin Changfeng had lived here, and the eldest senior brother had also lived here. Now it was the turn of the next generation.

It was rare for Chen Yunhao to sit at the top seat, and Guo Jingcheng respectfully offered Chen Yunhao a cup of spiritual tea.

"Don't be busy yet, sit down and let me ask you a few questions...!"

Chen Yunhao waved his hand and motioned Guo Jingcheng to sit down.

"Xiao Chengzi, let me ask you, has your Third Uncle ascended to the upper realm?"

In fact, what Chen Yunhao was most concerned about was his third senior brother. He was obsessed with formations and delayed his own cultivation. Later, under his guidance, he actively caught up. I don’t know how he is doing now.