This journey has been a long one.
From day to night, from night to dawn.
At dawn, Zhao Wujiang saw the rising sun shining in the world with panic.
He looked back and saw a gray mist. He had already stepped out of Youdu.
What happened in Youdu made him feel a little dazed and even confused.
The obsessive Xie Bian, the kind but strange Po Meng, Fan Wujiu, the old woman, and the old beggar he met on the road, their words and deeds all gave Zhao Wujiang an indescribable weird feeling when he recalled them.
He looked back at Youdu again and strode away.
On this day, he took the Teleportation Spirit Array, crossed Lingxi Continent, and arrived at Tianbao Continent at the northern end of the Shenshui South Territory.
Tianbaozhou, the name of the island comes from the word "Tianbao" in Wuhua Tianbao, which means the whole continent has outstanding people, spiritual places and Wuhua Tianbao.
He took the teleportation spirit array again and again, constantly moving around, and finally came to the realm of the Taoist Sect.
Renzong was built according to the mountains and lived near the water.
The water is a tributary of the Southern Territory Divine Water and is full of spiritual energy.
A year later, Zhao Wujiang once again stood outside the gate of Renzong Mountain.
Viewed from a distance, the Renzong Mountain Gate looks almost exactly the same as the secret world where the Great Xia Dynasty once existed.
He seemed to be back to the past in a trance.
But everything has changed, and time and space have changed.
He felt a little uneasy and nervous in his heart. How have all the relatives and friends in Renzong been doing this past year?
Is Xuanyuan Jing waiting for him in Renzong?
How is Dugu Mingyue's life in Renzong?
Where are Su Huayi, Gu Nanyuan and others?
The child should be one year old, right?
Can you walk?
Can you talk?
Will you call me mother, will you call me daddy?
Zhao Wujiang took a deep breath and fumbled in the storage bag in his arms with some embarrassment.
He came in a hurry and didn't seem to have brought any gifts.
He looked at the giant peaks, ancient trees, and spiritual flowers and herbs surrounding the Renzong Mountain Gate. His hands were so rare that they had nowhere to place them.
He walked towards Renzong Mountain Gate.
"boom."
After just a few steps, he hit an invisible barrier.
Has the Renzong sealed the mountain gate? He was shocked, thinking that the Renzong Dao Zhang Lindao had run out of gas a year ago. Now that the mountain gate is blocked, could it be that the Renzong is on alert?
Zhang Lindao can't hold on any longer?
No... Zhao Wujiang tried his best to look deep into the Renzong Mountain Gate. He didn't see anyone from the Human Sect, not even a spiritual beast or crane.
His mind trembled, the divine whip wrapped around his wrist, and he struck fiercely at the human sect's protective barrier.
"boom!"
A circle of khaki ripples spread out.
But for such a big movement, no one came to scold or investigate, as if there was no one left in the Renzong.
Zhao Wujiang crossed the long road, feeling nervous, longing, uneasy, and longing all the way...
But now, the fatigue that had never invaded him finally invaded his mind, and he let out a long sigh.
From inside the Renzong Mountain Gate, a talisman shot out and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.
This talisman is azure in color and engraved with vermilion inscriptions, which is extremely complicated.
But Zhao Wujiang recognized his name on the talisman at a glance, but the font looked a little strange.
The talisman burned itself to ashes in front of him, and the mysterious aura filled his body. His hand pressing on the barrier in front of him felt empty for a moment.
He took one step forward and walked safely into the barrier of the Renzong Protector.
Zhao Wujiang breathed a sigh of relief. This should be Zhang Lindao's talisman. It seemed that Zhang Lindao was still alive and realized that he was coming.
He climbed up the stairs and stood in front of the main hall.
nobody.
He shouted loudly, but there was no answer.
He began to search in the main hall and found that there were no disciples left in the Renzong, except for the statue of Emperor Zhenwu and the murals of Xingxiu.
Until he stood in front of a secret room door.
The smell inside the door was familiar to him.
As soon as he put his hand on the door, the door rumbled open. It seemed that the people inside had been waiting for him for a long time, just like before.
He saw an old figure sitting on the futon, hunched over and kneeling on the ground, kneeling towards him.
