After three years of seclusion, he returned, handsome and invincible!

After confirming that Xuan Shuangsheng was fine and could only let her sleep until she woke up naturally, Ye Yuan felt relieved.

Finally, under the guidance of Xuantongtian, they arrived at the holy land of cultivation of the Celestial Race.

This is a valley filled with birdsong and flowers.

There was an invisible barrier blocking the entrance of the valley. Xuan Tongtian could not enter, so he had to stop, pointed to the valley and said with a smile: "The holy land is in front of you. My little friend can practice well here, so I won't bother you anymore."

"Thank you, senior."

Ye Yuan bowed and saluted, turned around and prepared to enter the valley.

But just after taking two steps, he couldn't help but stop, turned around and asked: "Senior, can you help me find out the whereabouts of these two people?"

Xuan Tongtian nodded and asked, "Are they the two people that I am going to look for in the ancient battlefield?"

"Yes."

Ye Yuan nodded solemnly, took out two pieces of paper from the Immortal Mansion, used his divine power to transform the faces of Gu Xuan and Su Yixue, and imprinted them on the paper.

"Don't worry, little friend, I will try my best to find out."

Xuan Tongtian took the portrait.

Ye Yuan thanked him again, turned around and walked towards the valley.

The valley is filled with spiritual energy and forms a space of its own. Whether it is the power of the law or the concentration of spiritual energy, it is completely different from the outside world.

As soon as Ye Yuang entered the valley, he felt like endless spiritual energy was drilling into his body.

"It truly deserves to be a holy land for spiritual practice!"

Ye Yuan sighed with emotion, found a suitable place, and sat down cross-legged.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth suddenly went crazy, forming a terrifying vortex and rushing into his body.

The moment the spiritual energy entered his body, Ye Yuan was shocked.

He could even clearly feel that his cultivation was improving at an extremely obvious speed.

This……

There was disbelief in Ye Yuan's eyes.

The speed of cultivation in this holy land is at least twenty times that of the outside world.

and!

As his Xuan Gong was running, the spiritual energy was continuously gathering, and the speed was doubling at an extremely terrifying speed.

An hour later, he reached thirty times his usual cultivation speed.

Half a day later, the speed increased to forty times as usual.

Ye Yuan was excited, but he knew that he should not rush into cultivating one body, so he could only try to keep himself calm as much as possible to avoid taking too big a step and breaking his balls.

After about three days, the increase finally stopped and reached its peak——

A full fifty times!

One day of practice in this holy land will yield the same results as fifty days in the outside world.

Feeling the rising divine power in his body, Ye Yuan took out a few divine awareness pills from the Immortal Mansion's divine refining furnace and threw them into his mouth.

The cultivation of spiritual consciousness and the simultaneous strengthening of physical realm can have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

……

The far north of the God Realm.

In the endless ice and snow, there lives a mysterious and powerful race-the Snow Clan.

At this moment, in the courtyard, a middle-aged man was facing an old man from the Snow Clan, telling him about the secret skills of the Snow Clan that Ye Yuan used when he fought against monks from all sides in the ancient battlefield.

And this old man is Leng Qianqiu, the leader of the Snow Clan.

"What!?"

After hearing the report, Leng Qianqiu looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with shock: "Are you sure that Gu Yuan used my Snow Clan's secret technique?"

Leng Hua nodded and said: "Thousands of monks saw it with their own eyes at that time, so there should be no mistake."

"Is it possible that Gu Yuan is really a descendant of my Snow Clan who is living abroad?"

Leng Qianqiu frowned slightly, looking thoughtful.

Leng Hua shook his head and said: "But I have already checked among the clan members. Whether it is the clan members who are out for training or their illegitimate children who are out there, there is no one named Gu Yuan or the pseudonym Gu Yuan."

"If you are not a member of the Snow Clan, where did you learn this ancient secret technique?"

Leng Qianqiu drank lightly.

No one knows the secret skills of the Snow Clan better than him. Only those with the blood of the Snow Clan can practice it. It is impossible that there was no Snow Clan blood in ancient times.

"Does the clan leader still remember the rebellion recorded in the clan history about those who escaped from the human world thousands of years ago..."

Leng Hua asked tentatively.

As soon as these words came out, Leng Qianqiu's face suddenly turned cold: "You mean, this ancient time came from the human world?"

Leng Hua lowered his head slightly: "This is just my guess, I can't make a conclusion yet."

"This matter must be verified as soon as possible!"

Leng Qianqiu's tone was irritable, and after a brief thought, he continued: "You summoned Feixue, isn't she just out training? Ask her to find Gu Yuan and investigate the matter clearly."

"Yes, patriarch!"

Leng Hua bowed and agreed.

……

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

Spring passes and autumn comes, the four seasons change, and before you know it, a whole year has passed quietly.

Ye Yuan, who is practicing hard in seclusion in the Holy Land of the Celestial Race, has recently clearly felt that his cultivation speed has gradually slowed down.

From the original speed of fifty times, it gradually decreased to forty times, thirty times...

A few days later, when the speed dropped to only twenty times, Ye Yuan felt a powerful force envelope him. The next moment, the surrounding space changed, and he was forcibly thrown out of the valley by the power of the law in the holy land. .

"It seems that the time has come."

Ye Yuan sighed with emotion.

Before entering the Holy Land to practice, Xuantongtian had said that this Holy Land was not something you could just enter if you wanted to.

Everyone has only one chance to enter in his life.

And the master who stays inside is directly proportional to one's own talent.

The higher the talent, the longer the time.

He stayed there for a whole year, which can be regarded as breaking their historical record.

One year has passed, and I wonder if Xuan Shuangsheng has woken up?

As soon as Ye Yuan thought about this, his figure instantly disappeared from the place and appeared in Xuan Shuangsheng's room.

Looking at the girl who looked like a sleeping beauty on the bed, Ye Yuan reached out and pinched her wrist. After careful diagnosis, he found that there was no change from a year ago.

"It seems that she still hasn't woken up."

Ye Yuan took a deep look at her, and then used teleportation again to arrive at Xuan Tongtian's residence.

The moment he saw Ye Yuan, Xuan Tongtian was as excited as a child and ran over excitedly.

"Little friend, you are out of seclusion!"

He spoke excitedly, with unconcealable excitement on his face: "One year! You actually stayed in the Holy Land for a whole year! This time has broken the historical record!"

"It was a fluke, just a fluke."

Ye Yuan smiled.

This year's retreat has been a great harvest for him.

After all, the further you go in your cultivation, the harder it becomes to break through.

And the one year he spent in seclusion this time was almost equal to the usual fifty years of hard training, which saved him a lot of time.

Xuan Tongtian also saw the irrepressible smile on his lips, and couldn't help but wonder: "I wonder how many times the speed of my little friend's cultivation in the Holy Land can reach the maximum speed of the outside world?"