When another sword light illuminated the sky, Mo Xiangyi, who went to kill Yin Ling alone, finally returned with his sword.
Coupled with the four elders Song Zhiliang and Cai Zhuolin and the three guys Tang Mei, Wenger and Sun Haoning who had never left, everyone finally gathered here three years later.
But after this gathering, no one really knows when the next meeting will take place.
Mo Xiangyi looked heroic as always. After landing next to Yi Ran, he immediately smiled and said:
“Everyone is working hard!”
Wang Xiaofei was a little embarrassed. As the only one among the people who had not broken through to the king level, she was obviously a little ashamed at this moment.
But she is not a hypocritical person and would not talk about such things.
Mo Xiangyi nodded to Wang Xiaofei, and then said to Yi Ran with some pride:
"I have broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and my combat power is equivalent to that of a king."
Mo Xiangyi was not at all arrogant and complacent, he was just telling the fact that he was qualified to enter the Holy Path.
Three years ago, she and Wang Sicheng were considered low in cultivation, but in just three years, they caught up with the others.
When it comes to talent, Mo Xiangyi is indeed better, but it will never make up for the gap in level. What's more, Wang Sicheng's talent is definitely not that high among everyone.
Therefore, the basis for them to be able to reach this stage today has always been to practice and fight desperately.
Yiran nodded and smiled:
"It seems that the past three years have not been easy."
Mo Xiangyi smiled sweetly and said:
"This girl wants to work her way up to the imperial rank!"
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Mo Xiangyi's return did ease the heavy atmosphere a little, but it couldn't change the fact that some people were destined to leave.
Zhang Fan, Wang Xiaofei, Tang Mei, Wenger, Sun Haoning and the four elders are destined not to go to the Holy Path.
Song Yulong and Tang Mei said goodbye reluctantly, but they had no choice but to say goodbye.
No matter how hard the latter works, he is only at the middle stage of the spiritual level. Going to the holy path is not even considered training and can only be regarded as death.
Wenger and Sun Haoning have just broken through the spiritual level, but even so, the harvest from this trip to the King's Realm has far exceeded their expectations.
Yiran took out a jar of good wine from the space ring, took out the body of a spiritual level monster, cut it into pieces and roasted it on the fire.
From dawn to dusk, until the sky turned bright again, everyone went to rest.
Parting is always melancholy. You have to worry about whether your friends can live a better life than you, but also whether they will be bullied by others outside, worry about when we can get together again, and even worry about whether your cultivation level will be better when we meet again. The gap is so big that there is nothing to talk about.
Fortunately, they were young enough. Since they were young, it was enough to have wine and meat when they parted.
When the morning glow fell on the earth and Yiran looked at the distant sky alone, Song Zhiliang came to Yiran's side.
He raised his head and took a sip of wine, pretending to be heroic and said:
"Whoever is young and frivolous must not become arrogant early."
"I also know that you are carrying too much pressure, but you also know that children like Yulong are willing to fight side by side with you."
After speaking, Song Zhiliang added:
"Even if you know it's dangerous, you may never come back!"
Yiran also took out a pot of wine and drank it slowly. After waiting for a long time, he said:
"Senior, I'm not worried about my future, but your retreat. Juniors always feel unhappy and have a strong sense of uneasiness."
Song Zhiliang's expression also became solemn and he said:
"Tell me what you think?"
Yiran withdrew his gaze, put the wine bottle beside him and said:
"We have been in the King's Realm for five years. We are completely isolated from the outside world and cannot receive any information from the outside world."
"Although five years is not a long time, it is possible that many changes have occurred."
Song Zhiliang turned to look into Yiran's eyes and said:
"Since the Imperial Dynasty can allow the forces of the four continents and even the surrounding principalities to have the opportunity to enter the king's realm, then its power should not be so small that it cannot allow others to compete with it, right?"
"I know that some forces are unwilling to deal with the imperial dynasty and want to overthrow it and establish a new order."
"Compared with the general struggle, the dispute between us and the Imperial Dynasty is just a fight of chance that cannot be brought to the fore. If the Imperial Dynasty takes action against us, won't we be afraid of causing more disputes?"
After Yiran was silent for a moment, he finally expressed his thoughts:
"The Imperial Dynasty has a special method of planting slave marks, which can control the life and death of others. The kings who appeared in the last war should all be dead soldiers controlled by the Imperial Dynasty with the slave marks."
"And when we just entered the king's realm, the emperor led the emperor's elders to attack us, trying to control us into such slaves."
Song Zhiliang could feel the danger of that battle, and quietly clenched his fists, without any doubt in his heart:
"Little friend Yiran, in your opinion, what is the worst possible step?"
Yiran thought for a moment and replied:
"My identity may be involved in a bigger whirlpool, so my trip to the King's Realm may be regarded as self-inflicted."
"In addition, two seniors who are familiar with the juniors were accidentally recalled to the Imperial Dynasty. This makes the juniors feel that the Imperial Dynasty may be preparing to break up, and may take the initiative to promote the dispute at all costs." m.
Song Zhiliang's face was as dark as water, and he couldn't imagine that things would develop to this point.
"Little friend Yiran, I wonder if Yulong and the others know about this?"
As Song Yulong's elder, although he admired Yiran very much, he did not want Song Yulong and the others to get involved in such a whirlpool.
A strong king is the overlord who is qualified to dominate one side, but if he really wants to be involved in such a whirlpool, he can only make one wrong step and be wiped out.
Yiran nodded and said:
"They made their choice a long time ago, but what they didn't expect was that the one standing opposite us would be the Imperial Dynasty."
Song Zhiliang didn't ask any more questions, nodded and said:
"Since it is Yulong's choice, the Song, Cai, and Tang families will definitely stand behind them, even if there are no longer three major families."
He watched Song Yulong grow up and naturally knew his character.
Although Song Yulong likes to meddle in other people's business, he always stands on the side of the weak or the righteous, so even if the emperor is on the opposite side of him, it must be the emperor who is wrong!
"Little friend Yiran, do you have any suggestions, or do you have anything to say to someone that I need to bring to you?"
Yiran's expression became serious, and it turned out that everyone who had taken a rest actually gathered again.
Huang Huang was the first to speak:
"Since we are brothers, of course we have to consider each other, but this is too uncomfortable for you."
Wuye picked his nose and then flicked his hand and said lightly:
"We have experienced so many lives and deaths together, and yet we can still be so indecisive. Why, do you look down on your own vision, or do you look down on our strength?"
Song Yulong, Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin nodded one after another, all in silence.
Yiran looked at everyone and said with a cheerful smile:
"Of course we can move forward, but we also need to consider the people around us."
"Are you willing to watch your family elders, brothers, and even nephews and nieces die because of your own decision?"
"We have indeed chosen the path that we think is right, but is this path really the right path for those young people who have not yet grown up and the tribesmen who do not want to get involved in the conflicts of the world?"
"For us, this is an unwavering ideal, but for them, this is just a big gamble for the future."
Song Yulong looked at Song Zhiliang and Song Zhi'an, Cai Tiehan looked at Cai Zhuolin and another old man, and everyone fell silent for a while.
Of course they are willing to support Song Yulong and Cai Tiehan, even if it costs the entire family.
But as Yi Ran said, they also need to consider the children who have not grown up. They are not only innocent, but also powerless to resist!
Song Zhiliang's eyes were bright and he asked seriously:
"As for the retreat, does little friend Yiran have any ideas?"
He could finally tell that although Yi Ran was young, he was far more thoughtful than them.
Yiran said confidently:
"The first is your escape route. For safety reasons, it is best to start covering up your identity when you are separated, and cover your skin to change your breath."
Song Zhiliang nodded and smiled:
"It turns out he is still an old man!"
Yiran laughed dryly and said:
"Judging from the situation of the previous battle, this storm will definitely not be small, and the emperor will even be involved in it."
"So you little fishes who don't know your identity will probably not be regarded as the primary target. Therefore, if you can hide your identity when you go out, it is best not to be exposed."
"But if you encounter an accident that cannot be solved, you should go to Wan Zhang Tower to seek refuge from Senior Cao Cheng and follow his arrangements."
"It's just that in my opinion, Senior Cao Cheng's side is the center of the whirlpool. It's best to avoid it."
Song Zhiliang nodded in approval, but his piercing eyes clearly expected Yiran to tell more secrets.
So Yiran continued:
"Before the situation becomes truly clear, what we need to do is actually ensure a retreat, such as how to place the family's inheritance and those younger generations."
Cai Zhuolin nodded and asked:
"So, little friend Yiran, do you have any other suggestions?"
They finally figured it out, even if there were nearly twenty kings from the three major families combined.
However, in the absence of top experts, such combat power can only be regarded as irrelevant to the overall situation, which makes them even more cautious and unable to make mistakes.
Yiran thought for a moment and then said:
"If this turmoil really sweeps across the entire Holy Law Empire, then my only suggestion is to move the family's heritage away."
“I have considered this issue a long time ago, so I also thought of two places that could be used as a base.”
"The first one is the Chuiyun Mountains outside Wangshan City. There are monsters and alien races there, but with the king sitting in charge, it's not difficult to settle down."
"The second is the principality in the south, which is further south than the Principality of Dou Sen. It is also my hometown, the Principality of Wind and Fire."
"Both options have their own merits. The former is close to the empire and can respond quickly according to the situation. The latter is safer and there is no need to worry about the empire making things difficult for a short period of time."
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Some people died, but not completely...
