When these elders agreed with each other and became more and more convinced that Xiao Luo was Tang Bingyao, who had been lost in the Ziyue Cave back then, an elder lost control of his emotions and asked Xiao Luo with tears streaming down his face, "Tang Bingyao, are … are you Tang Bingyao?"
Tang Bingyao?
Xiao Luo frowned slightly and looked at the elder.
"Tang Bingyao, I … I am Grandpa Li. When you were young, I taught you how to absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth and transform it into your own True Inner Force. Do you … do you still remember?"
The elder asked in an extremely affectionate voice. Because he was too excited, his voice trembled. Who would have thought that Tang Bingyao, who had been lost in the Endless Forest, would have such a great opportunity? His strength was already unfathomable at the age of 20, and he even appeared at the critical moment to solve the crisis of the Ziyue Cave. No matter how they looked at him, they felt that Xiao Luo was very close to him.
"Tang Bingyao, I am Grandpa Mo. I taught you the swordsmanship."
"I am Grandpa Zhang. I taught you how to read and write. I taught you how to write your own name."
"Me too, me too. Little Tang, your hair is too long and messy. I was the one who cut it for you. You must still remember it because your grandfather used a ladle to cover the top of your head. The hair that was covered in the ladle was left behind while the hair that was outside the ladle was cut off. Your grandfathers all said that I cut a pot lid for you. Hahaha …"
The other elders also scrambled to get close to Xiao Luo. Oh, no, it should be to get close to Tang Bingyao, whom they thought had happened. As for whether what they said had happened or not, there was no way to verify it.
Only Xiang Yangyan did not speak. As the head, he was not blinded by unrealistic fantasies. Tang Bingyao was only eight years old and had been lost in the Endless Forest. In fact, he had already found him. All that was left was a bloody robe and a skeleton that had been eaten by wild beasts. He did not mention this at that time because he did not want to cast a shadow on the disciples of the Ziyue Cave. He was afraid that when he sent them to the Endless Forest in the future, they would have a psychological barrier.
Xiao Luo was baffled. When did he become Little Tang?
He explained, "I'm sorry, you might have mistaken me for someone else. I'm not Xiao Tang. My name is Xiao Luo."
Xiao Luo?
The Elders were stunned and looked at each other in dismay.
The elder who called himself Grandpa Li said with a smile, "You may be called Xiao Luo now, but your surname was Tang when you were a child. You are our Little Tang. When you were eight years old, you were lost in the Forest of Infinity. We looked for you for ten days and half a month, but we couldn't find you. My poor child, you must have suffered a lot these years."
"I'm sorry, but you've got the wrong person. I've been using this name since I was a child, and I've never been lost in the Forest of Infinity!" Xiao Luo seriously explained to them.
Huh? What's going on?
"Did I get the wrong person?"
"That's impossible. His eyes and nose are exactly the same as Little Tang's. How could he not be Little Tang?"
"Then why did he say that he's never been lost in the Forest of Infinity, and that he's been called Xiao Luo since he was a child?"
"There must be a master who tampered with his memory with great magic power. Yes, that must be it."
"That makes sense."
The Elders exchanged opinions with each other. They believed that this was Little Tang, and that he was the hope of their Ziyue Cave to rise.
"Don't make wild guesses. He's not Little Tang!"
Xiang Yangyan, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke. If he didn't speak, he was afraid that this blunder would become worse. He understood that the Elders hoped that this unfathomable young man was their Ziyue Cave's Little Tang, but he had to tell them the truth. He sighed deeply and said, "Little Tang is dead. When I found him, he had been eaten by wild beasts and only his bones were left!"
Ah???!!!
Hearing this, the dozen or so elders widened their eyes and were speechless. However, the hundreds of Ziyue Cave Heaven disciples were in an uproar.
"Senior Brother Head, did you really find Little Tang?" An Elder asked anxiously.
Xiang Yangyan nodded, "Why would I lie to you?"
"Then why didn't you say so back then?"
Elder Li lost control of his emotions. He just wanted to acknowledge Little Tang with snot and tears, but in the end, he made such a big blunder. How could he show his face in the future?
The other Elders also felt a little embarrassed. They just said that it must be Little Tang, but in the end? This was really … embarrassing!
"Sigh …"
Xiang Yangyan didn't say anything. He just sighed heavily.
"Master, Master …"
At this time, Zuo Xiangming and the others arrived at the peak of the mountain and hurriedly rushed in. When he saw that Xiang Yangyan and his junior brothers and sisters were safe and sound, Zuo Xiangming couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
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The Elders and Sect Leader of Ziyue Cave Heaven suffered internal injuries and needed some time to recover. However, the disciples of Ziyue Cave Heaven were not seriously injured.
Since they saved the Ziyue Cave, Xiao Luo and the Duck Emperor were treated as the most distinguished guests. They had the best food, drinks, and accommodation. Xiao Luo also changed into a white robe. Dressed in white, he looked elegant and handsome. Coupled with his powerful strength, many female disciples of the Ziyue Cave were infatuated with him.
Two days later, Zuo Xiangming finished making a map of the route to the Holy Land of the Light Clan. He rolled it up and handed it to Xiao Luo.
"Thank you!" Xiao Luo said gratefully.
"Senior, you must be joking. It should be the Ziyue Cave thanking you." Zuo Xiangming regarded Xiao Luo as his benefactor. He no longer felt uncomfortable addressing him as a senior.
"It seems that our journey here is coming to an end. A new journey is about to begin. I'm looking forward to it!"
Duck Emperor was still wearing his sailor suit. He had been grooming himself for the past two days. His duck hair was combed neatly, and not a single strand was out of place. It was obvious that this was the legendary boss's hairstyle.
Zuo Xiangming smiled, and then asked, "Senior, who are you people? Are you really going to the Holy Land of the Light Clan to see what kind of place it is? "
Xiao Luo automatically ignored the first question and answered the second one. He said jokingly, "Yes. What else? Are we going there to cause trouble? "
"Well, hahaha …"
Zuo Xiangming was stunned. Then he smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head. He felt that he had asked a stupid question.
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The teleportation portal was on the flat ground outside another hall. It looked like a huge oval mirror, but the mirror was replaced by colorful lights.
The news that Xiao Luo was leaving had spread all over the Ziyue Cave. Hundreds of disciples had gathered at the flat ground. When Xiao Luo and Duck Emperor arrived, the female disciples stared at Xiao Luo with infatuation.
"Why is Xiao Luo so good-looking?"
"Yeah, how did he get that face? He's so handsome! "
"His strength is unfathomable, and his temperament is extraordinary. Could he be from the Holy Land of the Light Clan?"
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