Xiang Fu's words were truly frightening.
This was something that the good Huang Er felt deeply about.
He was indeed a good person. Even if he had all kinds of complaints and curses towards Xie Tian, after he was appointed as Xie Tian's pilgrim by the little brat, he wholeheartedly treated Xie Tian.
Because of this, after knowing that Xie Tian had become the successor of the Evil Monarch, he even did not hesitate to temporarily bid farewell to the second of the two things he had only done in his life. He was prepared to obtain great merits and help Xie Tian avoid the fate of being beheaded by all worlds.
Putting aside the fact that Evil Blade had shamelessly instructed Evil Moon to do so, Huang Er, who had such intentions, was definitely a good person.
After leaving Xie Tian, he rushed back to the Lu Family Village as fast as he could. He realized that everyone in the village had indeed gone out to look for him. He also embarked on a journey to find the legendary young master of the Lu Family.
He searched and searched …
He searched and searched …
He had been looking for him for decades.
He had been to every place in the Divine Realm of the Second Division Kunxu that he thought was good enough to accommodate the Young Master of the Lu family.
This also meant that these places were places of certain death for a Little Saint like him.
Fortunately, he was a Pilgrim.
The hidden Grand Cultivators who cultivated in those dangerous places were very willing to save him.
After the rescue, there was gratitude.
After the gratitude, there was communication.
After that, the Grand Cultivators of Daozu realized that this seemingly stupid Pilgrim was actually a very smart person.
Because whether he could find him or not, he had to have the right attitude when looking for him, right?
They seemed to be "touched" by Huang Er's action of risking his life to find the Young Master of the Lu Family. They, who had cultivated in the unknown places for many years, became brothers with Huang Er and embarked on the search together.
As a result, the famous cultivators of Daozu who didn't belong to the eight ancient sects joined the team one by one. In the end, the Lu Family found out about it.
Then, the little brat who gave Huang Er the pacifier was lured over. After thinking for a long time and recognizing Huang Er, he felt as if he was struck by lightning.
Ever since the birth of a villager from the Lu Family, he had sent people down to the Lower Bound to pick him up. In the two hundred years since the young master's whereabouts were unknown, only one villager from the Lu Family had been born.
The conclusion was obvious.
The little brat was so excited that he almost knelt down to Huang Er.
However, when he glanced around Huang Er, he saw that he was surrounded by old fellows who were fawning over him. The little brat and Huang Er had this kind of conversation.
"I, I asked you to pick up the person, where is he?"
"Sigh, that's not important …"
"You …"
"The most important thing is to find the Young Master as soon as possible …"
"You …"
"It's a pity that I've been searching for decades, but I still haven't found any news of the Young Master …"
…
Then, the little brat understood that this pilgrim who had been searching for decades and even made friends with a group of old Daozu who never appeared in the world did not realize who he had been with at all.
It's really been hard on you.
After saying these strange words to Huang Er, the little brat took off the pacifier in his mouth and put it into his bosom. He pulled Huang Er and returned to the Lu Family Village in a flash.
When they finally entered the Lu Family Village, Huang Er, who was so moved that his internal organs were violently twitching, arrived in front of a stone statue before he had the chance to size up the layout of this legendary forbidden land.
When the little brat said these words, the stone statue seemed to come alive. It blinked its stone eyes and looked towards Huang Er.
Being stared at by this pair of stone eyes, Huang Er, who originally did not know who the stone statue was, instantly knew the other party's name.
It was as if he had the obligation to know.
And this obligation, was bestowed upon him by the will of the heavens.
Le Feng.
These two words, dug out the figure of a certain great deity from the ancient legends that he had heard during the ten thousand years he had waited bitterly outside the Lu Family Village.
Just when he was about to be pressed to the ground by the figure that he had dug out, the stone statue turned into a middle-aged man in tattered clothes.
The middle-aged man asked him something, and he seemed to reply that he did not remember.
Then, they arrived at the Heavenly Court of Kunxu, the Western Region of the Two Tribes.
He did not care who was standing around him.
He did not care what giant feet were hanging over his head.
He did not care about anything, and he did not need to care about anything. But he had to listen to Xiang Fu.
When he heard this, all thirty-six thousand pores on his body opened up. Surging like a flood, a feeling of unimaginable shock, a feeling of enlightenment similar to that of a little brat, surged into his body through his pores.
The next moment, he thought of what Evil Moon had said to him …
"His blood is already so broken, and he is the heir of the Evil Emperor. How can he compare with the young master of that family …"
While being struck by lightning, he also lamented with tears in his eyes.
"Liar … liar …"
Xie Tian's blood was broken.
Xie Tian was the heir of the Evil Emperor.
Xie Tian was the man he followed.
Xie Tian was the young master of the Lu Family.
For Huang Er, this was how he understood Xie Tian.
For the Grand Cultivators of the ancient times, it was extremely easy to understand.
The young master of the Lu Family was a member of their sect that was about to be destroyed by one of their peers.
And for the Grand Cultivators of this world …
Not only the Wuliang Pavilion and Daozu of the Chou Family, but he was still happy.
Daozu Feng Yu, who had been watching the show in silence, opened his mouth wide like a glutton.
The Wuliang Pavilion was silent. The Ancestral Patriarch of the Chou Family collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud.
Before they completely lost consciousness, four words appeared in their minds — — — — — — -
The war of extinction.
As for the idea that the Qiu Family of the Love Seeking Hall and the Limitless Pavilion would start a war to exterminate the two tribes' greatest taboo in the God Realm — the Lu Family's seed, they didn't dare to think about it.
It would scare them to death.
"Where is he?"
All kinds of emotions that could pierce through the sky didn't affect Le Feng at all.
Therefore, when everyone was scared into statues by Xiang Fu's words, he opened his mouth.
"He …"
Xiang Fu was so excited that he just said one word. His face became extremely complicated.
Le Feng looked at Xiang Fu and then closed his eyes. Then he opened them again and looked somewhere in the sky.
His glance didn't create an image in front of everyone like Master Fu waved his hand. It seemed to erase the billions of miles of space between him and Xie Tian. What everyone saw was real.
In the real scene, Xie Tian was moving forward.
Liao Sun, the third direct disciple of the Path of the World, was following behind him.
"Who is that?"
The kid glanced at him and replied, "He should be from the Path of the World."
"What does he have to do with the Path of the World?"
The kid looked at Xiang Fu. Xiang Fu was confused, so he looked at Huang Er.
"The Path of the World … Oh!"
Huang Er forced himself to come back to his senses. He racked his brain and finally remembered something that should have been easy to remember.
"The Head of the Path of the World, Shenxiao, came to the Lower World in an attempt to harm the young master!"
Le Feng heard this and looked at the kid.
"Where is the Path of the World?"
The little brat pointed at the Northern Region.
Le Feng looked at the Northern Region.
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