Chapter 643: Scene

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The intimidating power of the Nascent Soul Lord is naturally extremely huge. After all, most of the people present were just young Qi practitioners, and even the foundation-building and golden elixir cultivators did not necessarily have much confidence in front of True Lord Nascent Soul.

The arrival of Zhenjun Lingche immediately made some thoughtful people dare not act rashly, and they all stopped thinking. Even the two people who made trouble just now don't dare to continue. If they want to make trouble, they have to wait until this person is gone.

Where is the Huyang faction? Naturally, it was like seeing a life-saving straw. Zhenjun Lingche is the elder of their sect. His arrival immediately dispelled everyone's confusion and uneasiness. How different is the situation from just now?

At that time, their backbone had fallen. They were really a bunch of weaklings with no fighting power at all. Although Ning Xia is taking care of him, he is not from his own sect after all, so he can't help but wonder.

At this moment, it can be said that I really have a big supporter. Everyone was relieved, Xu Liang was finally saved. God knows how afraid they are that their senior brother will be dead before the elders in the sect come to save him.

"Abba!"

"I've met the true king."

"Uncle!"

There are whatever they are called. The Huyang faction moved closer consciously, as if they had found a backbone.

The Huyang Sect has had a happy event recently, and everyone is very busy, including Zhenjun Lingche. Normally, he should be busy with various affairs in the sect, but he couldn't worry about his youngest son who was traveling.

After entrusting the person to Ningxia, he regretted it after staying in the sect for two days. I regretted why I didn't knock people out and bring them back, so as not to be in danger and suffer outside.

After thinking about it, he decided to wait here to feel at ease. The sons were left crying in the sect, because their father assigned them the remaining tasks, while he ran to Shanshi City to pick up their younger brother.

Zhenjun Lingche probably waited outside for about nine days, but he still hadn't waited for anyone to come back. This had exceeded the days of the previous trials on Fuyun Island, and it really made him extremely uneasy.

He got up early this morning and had an inexplicable premonition. He had people waiting everywhere in Shanshi City early, especially at the place where they gathered.

So as soon as Ningxia and others came back, the people of Zhenjun Lingche immediately got the news. My son is really persistent.

Anyway, Zhenjun Lingche arrived quickly to relieve their urgent need. At least Xu Liang could get treatment in time, which was good news.

"What's wrong with him?" Zhenjun Lingche frowned and looked at Xu Liang, who was being supported by a few little ones, and saw that something was wrong with this man's condition.

He recognized Xu Liang. The doll his junior brother had collected a few years ago was very cute and well-liked by Zhenjun Mingdu. I saw a healthy young man a few days ago, but now he looks so pale and weak.

Looking at this terrible situation, it won't last long. Without treatment, I'm afraid the spiritual veins will become useless and affect the foundation.

If his stubborn junior brother knew about it, he wouldn't be able to stand up to him. Of course, Zhenjun Lingche didn't know that Tang Wen'an, another disciple of his junior brother who broke into the house, really died inside, even though he was asking for trouble.

Zhenjun Lingche forbeared and did not ask on the spot. He directly waved to the young ones to come over and temporarily mixed some neutralizing spiritual power to temporarily nourish his spiritual veins.

But if the foundation is damaged, it must be treated properly. This kind of thorny injury will take a long time to heal, and your cultivation will be hindered.

What happened in these short ten days? Is Fuyun Island so dangerous?

I don’t know about this Zhenjun Lingche. Although he had guessed that there was a difference in time inside and outside the secret, he never expected that the difference in time flow rate was so huge, exceeding the flow rate of twenty to one. The time they spent in Fuyun Island in Ningxia was not ten days and a half, nor one or two months, but more than half a year.

So Ningxia and the others were trapped in Fuyun Island for more than half a year. In fact, it only seemed like ten days had passed outside. The time difference inside and outside was different.

But we can see something from these disciples. The younger son, the young disciple who didn't know each other well, and even Ning Xia, who had only met once, had changed, becoming more mature and calm to the naked eye.

Especially his youngest son, Xie Shi. As a father, the first thing he cares about is his son. He doesn't feel relieved until he has to check Xie Shi's condition again and again.

There is nothing wrong with my body, but there seems to be something else wrong. No, actually it can’t be said to be a problem. It should be said to be a change that is neither good nor bad.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he has been reborn. Doesn't he still understand his son? It is precisely because of understanding that I am so surprised.

What kind of person is the child? He is pure, squeamish, and a little timid. Although he has improved over the past year, he is still a child and will not grow up.

Zhenjun Lingche knew it, but he never thought about changing it, and there was no need to change it. With the talent of a kid like him, everything he does is forced. Anyway, as long as he has the protection of his father and brother, he will live a safe life.

But suddenly one day, he changed. He stepped out of the protective shield and unknowingly had the temperament of a strong man. True Lord Lingche had it, and so did his sons and brothers, but it was something that had never appeared on Xie Shi.

It is not a physical aptitude, but a spiritual temperament. Driven, longed and ambitious, I am ready to die for what I want.

Now Xie Shi also has it. This made Lord Lingche both proud and disappointed. His baby had finally grown up.

If Xie Shi knew that his father thought so much when he met him, he would definitely know whether to laugh or cry.

Didn't he just grow up a little, and he actually made his father think so much about how useless he was in his eyes before? In fact, it is normal for them to grow up. After all, they have stayed on Fuyun Island for more than half a year, so how can they not grow up?

"Let's go back." Zhenjun Lingche came and went like the wind, shocking a lot of young people and taking away all the disciples of the Huyang sect. Oh, I also took away a Ningxia. Only a group of stunned disciples from various sects were left looking at each other.

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"Eh? Where is this?"

"...Why am I here?"

"Is this also a conspiracy? After arresting us all here, what exactly is the thief going to do?"

A group of people were lying scattered in the wilderness, eyes closed tightly, and messy things on the ground were scattered all over the place, as if they had just been looted by thieves.

Some people just woke up and immediately started yelling, one after another in the wilderness, awakening more people. Many people woke up in a daze and couldn't distinguish things, and it took a long time for their minds to clear up.

No, no, where is this? It doesn’t seem to be anywhere on Fuyun Island.

Where...are they?

This is a vast world that their ancestors have never seen since they were born.

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"Are you ready?" Master Qu turned his head and looked at the large group of people behind him. They were all wearing the same shape of Greedy Wolf's Mace costumes and were well-dressed.

"promise."

"Then let's go." Towards a new future.

In front of them stood a magnificent city with the inscription "Yunding" written on it.

In the sky above where they couldn't see, the huge sword was hidden in the clouds and mist, shadowy, crossing the sky and leaving a faint red stream of light.

The story about "Hong Ji" has since disappeared in the torrent of history.