dawn.
When the rays of light begin to appear in the east.
When the light reflects across the world, it shines on the lotus that covers the sky and the sun by the Shenshui River.
There was a commotion among the monks in Daolian's secret territory, and today was the time to leave.
Many people couldn't help but lament that during this trip to Daolian Secret Realm, they didn't encounter many opportunities, didn't get many treasures, didn't improve much in cultivation, didn't develop much in reputation, but many people died.
The two siblings, Lu Xiaojin and Lu Feng, looked back three times every step of the way. Lu Xiaojin was a little reluctant to give up, and Lu Feng felt regretful that there were still many questions that he had not asked his brother-in-law.
Yin Taoer frowned. No matter how hard she searched, she couldn't find Zhao Wuyang. She only received a message from Zhao Wuyang, saying that she didn't need to worry and that she would see him again in the future.
Wang Xi of the Wang family looked calm, but his eyebrows were a little worried, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Wang Junlang's external injuries have long since healed, but his inner injuries have increased a lot. He knows that his brother-in-law Yue Bufan should come to pick him up and his sister Wang Xi, but he no longer knows how to face Yue Bufan because he has grown from his sister. Then you know some truth.
Zhuge Xiaobai wore a floppy light green hat and a loose dark gray gown, with his hands in his cuffs. He shuffled around as he walked, looking exhausted and unkempt.
When someone greeted him, he nodded feebly. Perhaps he looked too decadent, and no one complained that he had lost his previous enthusiasm.
He walked slowly, his heart already blooming with joy.
He was acting like this. Firstly, he was lazy, and secondly, he was deliberately suppressing his rising emotions. He was afraid that when he met some acquaintances when he went out, he would laugh out loud.
With the help of Gu Nanyuan, Li Chunjun infiltrated into the Butian Pavilion team. Zhao Wujiang told him last night that Butian Pavilion would be a good place because there were powerful sword cultivators inside.
More and more monks are rushing towards the outside of Daolian's secret realm.
Some walked smoothly and seemed to have lingering fears.
Some sighed, thinking that this trip did not satisfy them.
Some cursed.
Some are reluctant to give up.
at the same time.
When the rays of light first rose, many powerful venerables were already waiting by the Shenshui River.
In every previous trip to Daolian's secret realm, strong men from all major clans would be waiting for them, in order to protect their juniors.
In the Daolian Secret Realm, the juniors will gain experience, get some opportunities, and get incredible treasures in some caves or ruins, or get one or two Dao Lotus seeds or one or two small lotus flowers from the last lotus heart.
In order to prevent these juniors who are carrying treasures from being plotted after stepping out of Daolian's secret realm, they, the elders, will wait here.
Just like the parents waiting outside the ordinary school after school.
Ask your children what they did today, what the teacher taught, and what they learned. Which children made mistakes and were criticized, and which children performed extremely well and were praised by the teacher and rewarded with a little red flower. flower.
The elders of these major clans will also ask similar questions when their juniors come out.
For example, what gains did you gain from this trip, what incredible geniuses did you meet, what treasures or insights did you gain from your cultivation, etc.
At the same time, they also hope that their juniors will get great things, improve their cultivation quickly, defeat many geniuses, etc., so that their faces will be bright in front of everyone.
While these powerful men were chatting with each other and waiting, a man wearing aqua blue robes with a face as gentle as a crown jade appeared on the bank of Shenshui River with a stream of clear air.
As soon as he appeared, he attracted the attention of many powerful people.
It's not because of his cultivation level. After all, the cultivation level of the Four-Calamity and Five-Calamity Venerable is not conspicuous by the Shenshui River today.
But because of his identity.
One of the gentlemen of the Haoran Zhengqi Sect in the Divine Realm of Middle-earth, the prospective son-in-law of the head of the Wang family, Yue Bufan, the peerless genius who was prophesied to have a supreme figure!
Each of the three titles is enough to make people fear and take them seriously, let alone when they are stacked together.
And everyone knows that this Yue Bufan is not just an embroidered pillow with empty fame, but a talented person who has survived the calamity of life and death and stood up.
