Having said that, he nodded solemnly. From the bottom of his heart, he revered Old Yin; he was a true elder on his immortal path.
"Moo moo~~" Black Bull lowered his head and nodded along with Chen Xun.
"Greetings, Old Yin, Old Cui, Senior Xuanyuan."
He Ling respectfully saluted them, then smiled and nodded at the Immortal Hall cultivators in every direction. Chen Xun had taught her well—she was poised and gracious. Taking her along when visiting friends and relatives would certainly bring great credit to one's face.
Chen Xun also felt expectant at times. After teaching her for so many years, was he not simply waiting for others to praise him? "The Dao Ancestor teaches well; his younger sister is wise and pure-hearted, her writings shine like stars, and the young phoenix's cry is clear..." and so on.
Little Scarlet let out two low growls at Yin Tianshou and the others, refusing to speak. It was pretending to be a high-grade spirit beast!
It had never forgotten what Yin Tianshou had said to Black Bull back then. As Brother Bull's family, how could it let him lose face?!
Above the clouds.
Yin Tianshou laughed heartily, stirring the winds and clouds in every direction. His eyes brimmed with profound gratification, and the warmth rising in his heart spread through his entire body. He was truly delighted that the younger generation had attained such achievements in the immortal path!
For cultivators with limited lifespans, the struggle for the immortal path would eventually come to an end. Yet if they could watch their descendants continually surpass them, anyone could rest in peace.
Immortals were so. The Boundless Myriad Races were so. First Fusion Immortals were so. He was the same...
Cui Ying drew a deep breath and stood somewhat stunned. She had