Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 613 The person who came back
airport.

A plane that landed from a long voyage was slowly driving on the runway.

A moment later, a well-dressed middle-aged man got off the plane and walked quickly towards the arrival hall.

A deep breath seemed to be hidden between his eyebrows, which seemed to add a mysterious charm to his whole body.

In the arrival hall, an old man with gray sideburns had been waiting for a long time. When he saw the figure of the middle-aged man, a deep smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Sir...you are finally back..." The old man's face was filled with joy, as if he was so excited that he was about to shed tears.

The middle-aged man smiled "haha", gave the old man a warm hug, and said, "The last time I saw you, you were a ten-year-old child. At that time, I teased you and called you 'little one'. I never thought... In a blink of an eye, your hair is all white, and it looks like I'm going to call you 'Old Ye'."

If someone is on the side and hears the conversation between these two people, I am afraid that they will be shocked and suspect that they have heard it wrong.

This middle-aged man looked like he was in his thirties or forties at most, but this Ye Lao was at least 70 years old.

Ye Lao trembled, nodded with a smile, and said, "Mr. is happy, you can call me whatever you want...you can call me whatever you want..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Ye said respectfully: "Sir, the car is ready outside... Please..."

The middle-aged man nodded, patted Ye Lao on the shoulder, and walked outside.

Outside the airport, a Bentley Mulsanne was waiting there. The body was polished to a shiny finish. The minimum price of this car started at 500 million.The middle-aged man didn't seem to care at all. To him, worldly glory and wealth were out of his sight.

Along the way, Ye Lao said slowly, "Sir, a lot of things have happened in the East during this time."

"I've heard some, otherwise...it would be impossible to come back..." The middle-aged man said calmly with a serious expression on his face.

Ye Lao said: "I heard the news that the old man Yin Yang of the Immortal Alliance led dozens of loose immortals to encircle and suppress Li Changsheng, and he has completely killed Li Changsheng."

"En!" The middle-aged man nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "I never thought... Li Changsheng would have today... What a pity..."

Speaking of the name "Li Changsheng", he couldn't help feeling a little emotional, as if recalling many past memories for a moment.

Ye Lao smiled and said, "Without Li Changsheng, you can rest easy in the east, sir."

The middle-aged man listened, but did not speak.

Ye Lao continued: "The old man Yin Yang then led the Sanxians to Tianshuimen. According to rumors, there was a killing formation set up by Li Changsheng inside Tianshuimen, and the Sanxians lost more than half of them. Few Loose Immortals, dozens of Loose Immortals, and finally only a few people left."

The middle-aged man smiled coldly, and said: "It is reasonable to lose soldiers and lose generals after such a disturbance in the Banxian League. Li Changsheng exchanged the lives of dozens of scattered immortals with one life. This wave... is not a loss. "

"But..." At this point, Ye Lao seemed to be taken aback.

"But what?"

Ye Lao said: "However, the number of Loose Immortals in the Immortal League may exceed our imagination. This morning, Old Man Yin Yang led another 25 Loose Immortals to attack the Maoshan lineage."

"There is no one in Maoshan who can stop the Immortal Alliance. Even with a strong foundation, it won't last long."

The middle-aged man said lightly, as if he knew everything about it.

Old Ye frowned slightly, and said, "Sir, you are doing well. You are recuperating in Western Europe. Why do you suddenly think of going back to the East?"

"Xiou?" The middle-aged man smiled coldly, his eyes were deep, and he looked out of the car window.

After a while, he said lightly: "No matter how good the place is, it is not my home after all."

Elder Ye hesitated for a moment and asked, "Sir, do you still remember how long you left Dongfang?"

"Of course I remember." The middle-aged man's brows seemed to be filled with thick clouds of sorrow. Suddenly, he lowered his head, touched the ring on his other hand with one hand, and said lightly: "Tang Taizong In the year when Li Shimin succeeded to the throne, I left the East and went to Western Europe to open up my own territory... In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed..."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man seemed to have a bitter smile on his face.

I don't know if I have been away from my hometown for too long. Looking at the scenery outside the window, I feel a strange sense of strangeness in my heart, and I seem to resist this place subconsciously.

If he hadn't heard the news of Li Changsheng's death, he might never have set foot on this land again.

For thousands of years, people from Western Europe have endowed him with various legendary colors, various identities, backgrounds, and names.There are so many halos, good and bad, so many that even he can't remember clearly.

"From now on, Mister, you can live here with peace of mind... In this world, there are only a handful of people who can compete with Mister..."

Ye Lao showed a kind smile and spoke slowly.

The middle-aged man shook his head, but looked at Ye Lao, and said, "I came back...not to live a life...For me, thousands of years are just a matter of a snap of the fingers...In this world In the meantime, how many people are there who can live longer than me? When I ruled the entire East, Li Changsheng was not born, and even the Taishang Laojun had not yet transformed into Li Er. For me Say... this day, where did you live, what's the difference?"

"This..." Elder Ye on the side was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't know how to answer the question for a while.

The middle-aged man asked several rhetorical questions in succession, how can someone like Mr. Ye, who has only lived for a few decades, be able to answer them?

Seemingly feeling the atmosphere, a little dull, as quiet as stagnant water, suffocating, Ye Lao continued to say: "Then Mr. is coming back this time, is there something important to do?"

"It's not important." The middle-aged man said: "It's just... the debt of favor you owe, you still have to pay it back..."

"Debt? What debt?" Ye Lao seemed a little confused.

How could someone as strong as a middle-aged man still owe someone else a debt?

If he really owed the debt, I'm afraid... the creditor is also a great person.

The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said, "I asked you to closely observe every move of the Banxian League. Now...do you know what's going on at Maoshan?"

"wait……"

Ye Lao was startled, quickly took out his mobile phone, and called to inquire.

After a while, he hung up the phone and said: "The two sides have already started a war... Maoshan has lost a lot of Taoist priests, but with its deep foundation, the Banished Immortals League has not completely captured it for a while." Maoshan, the two sides are at a stalemate, but... looking at the situation, it only takes two or three days before Maoshan will fall."

"Hmm!" The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Let's go and see..."

"Where are you going?" Ye Lao frowned.

"Go to Maoshan."

(End of this chapter)