The morning light is like a curtain rolling up light frost. The morning of the green mountains is always bleak and the most heartbreaking.

As a hermit sect, Qinglang Sect, which rests here, has always been in simplicity. From the sect leader to the apprentice, everyone is not in the world and rarely appears in front of the world, let alone on such a morning when the sun has just emerged.

But this morning, Qinglang Sect was abnormal and almost burst out. All the peaks of the Qinglang Mountain Range were occupied by monks holding fairy swords.

Everyone grabbed the best position in advance and silently looked at a mountainside where purple air lingered and auspicious auspiciousness.

Just to see their legendary uncle [Changqingzi] who had been in seclusion for thousands of years, leaving the seclusion.

"Zengzhu Yu, can we help us through the crisis this time when the uncle Changqingzi came out of seclusion?"

In the spirit palace of the main hall, several masters and elders of Qinglang Sect gathered next to an elderly man with white beards and asked anxiously.

"I have only met Mr. Changqingzi once. I dare not speak nonsense if my character is good.

However, according to the historical records of the sect, Master Changqingzi has been gifted since childhood and has a high level of cultivation. His Qinglang Sword Technique is even more amazing.

As long as he is willing to come forward, he will definitely get through this difficulty."

Yu Shounian, the current sect leader of Qinglang Sect, stroked his beard and thought for a moment and said.

"For a thousand years, what kind of death did this uncle Changqingzi die? If it weren't for the birth of auspiciousness from the purple air coming from the east outside the valley where Uncle was in seclusion these days, I would have thought he would be no longer alive."

At this time, another white-haired octogenarian took over the sect leader's words and asked hurriedly.

"Oh, it's not that kind of Heavenly Level Technique that is very harmful to others. It's the Extremely Intentional Freedom." Master Yu sighed, and as soon as he said it, he found something was wrong, so he quickly changed his words. "Fortunately, uncle, he will succeed in coming out of seclusion."

"The Extreme Improvisation and Freedom? That legendary martial art that reaches the heavenly level? Uncle Master will believe this kind of nonsense? Alas, it turns out that people a thousand years ago were simple."

At this time, an old man in purple shook his head and said with a sigh.

Everyone knows that this book of Extremely Freedom is to fool people. A hundred years ago, there were many geniuses who practiced young and energetic. They wanted to experience the arrogance of this book, but in the end, all of them exploded and died without exception.

After that, "The Extreme Improperty of Freedom" became a decoration, and almost every sect had a rubbing, but no one practiced it anymore.

"Wait, Uncle Master Shi came out of seclusion this time, could he be... he has mastered it?"

At this moment, suddenly, the disciples from some unknown church could not help but be curious and surprised and blurted out.

"Has you trained?" The eyes of Sect Master Yu lit up instantly, and then he immediately returned to his calm. "Young people dare to think about it!"

After hearing this, the big guys present did not blame the disciple who was disloyal. After all, they had such imaginations in their hearts.

How great would it be if Mr. Changqingzi could really practice the Extremely Freedom!

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"Bah! You're the ultimate freedom of your work, this thing killed me!"

At this time, in the Qinglang Mountains,

In a cave surrounded by colorful spiritual energy,

A handsome young man with a teenage face was angrily throwing a yellowed parchment book on the ground. He seemed to be unable to relieve his anger and stepped on the secret book a few times.

"Fortunately, the memories of this life will come back in time, otherwise I will be hung on the same tree."

The boy looked at the book "Extremely Freedom" which was thrown to the ground by him in fear. Now he still feels a little scared when he thinks about it.

...

Li Changqing, once a programmer in the 996 army, lost his life in an unexpected car accident.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in this dark cave without seeing the sun.

After waking up, he found that not only did he not die, he became a teenager.

What's even more gratifying is that after just a moment, he found that his eyes could recognize objects in the darkness, and every breath he breathed had a sense of smoothness.

"I'll go, I've traveled through time, and traveled through time on a young practitioner.

That means, my system should be not far from me.

By the way, nowadays, who can still travel without a system?"

Li Changqing did not explore his true identity at the first time, but tried his best to find an opportunity to open his golden finger.

But there was no one around. In this cave where there was no sip of water, there was only this yellowed and sour ancient book on the table.

Li Changqing picked up and watched without saying a word.

...

Two days later, his memory of this life finally came back.

"What? Am I over a thousand years old? Or an elder?

Oh my god, this thing can't be practiced anymore.

I just practiced this book with great intentions and freedom.

It is it that makes my breath in my body disordered. I, who was already close to ascending, is now stuck in the third realm, the Golden Pill realm.

And! My life is too miserable!

He is over a thousand years old and is only focused on practicing and ascending, without parents, without wives, and without children.

This doesn't even have an ambiguous object!

A thousand-year-old bachelor!"

The memories in Li Changqing's mind passed by like a movie, and soon the life of Changqingzi, who had the same name and surname as him, quickly retraceeded the life of him.

"But, but, no system jumps out! This start is a bit difficult!"

Li Changqing was a little disappointed, disappointed with this time travel awakening.

An old man who was over a thousand years old was now dragged down by the extremely self-consciousness and freedom. He was originally at the peak of the Sixth Realm's God Distribution Realm, now he only barely had the middle stage of the third realm to cultivate.

Two days have passed, and no system has been found.

Except for the blessing of rejuvenation before my death, I received almost nothing.

...

"Zhengqingzi, if your retreat is over, come out."

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded outside the cave.

"Ah? Oh! I'll come out soon!"

After Li Changqing subconsciously answered the conversation, he realized something was wrong.

Hum? Someone is waiting for me to come out of seclusion? Could it be my juniors in Qinglang Mountain?

I'll go, what should I do?

A thousand years ago, I was a master, but now I have inexplicably three realms.

How to explain it? A bug is out? Can they believe it?

Otherwise, I will say a few more words to the kid outside and delay it for a few days.

"Wow! The ancestor replied to me. He is really going out of seclusion. Oh my god, I have to report to the master quickly."

The sound outside sounded again, and the tone could tell how excited the boy was at this time.

"Ah... this, kid, can you wait a moment?"

Li Changqing quickly stood up and said near the entrance of the cave.

"Okay, Uncle Master. By the way, Uncle Master, are you really Uncle Master Changqingzi?"

Maybe this is the so-called childless words. After the boy outside was called to stop, he was not restrained. He chatted with Uncle Master through the stone wall.

"Well, yes! I'm!"

Li Changqing said as tactfully as possible.

“Then are you very strong now?

Our Qinglang Sect is in danger this time.

The brothers and the head master are waiting for you to come out of seclusion.

Everyone is waiting for you to turn the tide."

The child outside the cave fell down as he spoke.

Hey? It's in danger!? Wait for me to come out of seclusion!? Turn the tide!?

Have I missed something in this thousand years?

In my memory, Qinglang Sect is a very powerful hidden sect.

"Kids, don't worry. That's it..."

As soon as Li Changqing was halfway through his words, he was interrupted by the little boy outside the cave.

"Uncle Shi, have you become stronger?"
To be continued...