The banquet to welcome Lin Feng and his disciple was not grand and grand. There were not many participants, but they were all core figures of the Great Qin Dynasty, demonstrating Qin Emperor Stonefeather's sincerity.
The simple banquet could be said to be a joyous occasion for both the host and the guests.
After the banquet, Lin Feng and his disciple left. Wu Qingrou and the other officials also took their leave, leaving only Stonefeather to return to his chambers to recuperate.
The furnishings of Stonefeather's sleeping quarters were very simple. The heavy clothes he wore had transformed into casual clothes. He ascended a small building, and it was as if he was in the void. He looked at the starry sky that seemed to be within reach and remained silent.
"Your Majesty, how did the discussion go with the master of the Celestial Gate?"
A voice sounded behind Qin Emperor Stonefeather. The tone was soft and pleasant to the ear.
The owner of the voice was a young girl who looked to be only 16 years old. She wore a luxurious palace dress and exuded a royal aura.
Her steps were light as she stepped through the void to Stonefeather's side. As her wide sleeves fluttered, her temperament was extraordinary.
Her entire body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of clear light, making it impossible to see her appearance clearly. It was only when she came to Stonefeather's side that the clear light faded, revealing an indescribably beautiful face. Her beautiful eyes flowed, her peach cheeks wore a smile, and she was indescribably moving.
She stood next to Stonefeather like gentle green water surrounding a towering mountain.
Stonefeather did not turn around, his gaze still fixed on the starry sky. "You're here, Nuannuan?"
The woman titled Concubine Nuannuan said with a light smile, "You've seen both Big Stone and Little Stone. Who do you think is more outstanding?"
Stonefeather said indifferently, "The Big Stone who was defeated by Wang Lin is not comparable to Little Stone, but it's hard to say now."
"Oh?" Concubine Nuannuan raised her eyebrows slightly. "The Big Stone who has the reputation of being invincible, the Double Pupils God, and his aura is like the sun in the sky, is not comparable to Little Stone. Now that he has been defeated by another disciple of the master of the Celestial Gate, will he rise to a higher level?"
Stonefeather said, "This depends on what Taixu Temple has done these days."
His eyes moved slightly. "The Divine Land is the number one holy land of cultivation for the human race. After all, it is well-deserved. If there was no external pressure from the demon race, the Taixu Temple would have been able to unify the human world of cultivation."
Concubine Nuan smiled. Slowly, she said, "This concubine feels that the situation of the world is gradually showing signs of change. Your Majesty, your chance might be coming."
Stonefeather didn't say anything, but he finally turned around and walked downstairs. Concubine Nuan followed behind him with a smile.
At the same time, Lin Feng stood outside the Imperial City. Silently, he looked up at the starry sky above his head. Shi Tianhao stood beside him with a rare calm expression.
After a long while, Shi Tianhao said softly, "Master, I'm going to the Shi family's mansion in West-Hill City."
Lin Feng withdrew his gaze and lightly said, "Do what you want to do."
Finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared from where he stood.
Shi Tianhao bowed in the direction where Lin Feng had originally been and then walked in another direction. That was the Shi family's base in West-Hill City.
He, who had always been impatient, had a relaxed expression at this moment. His steps were neither fast nor slow.
It was just that as he walked, there was a faint chanting of the Great Dao of heaven and earth, rising and falling with Shi Tianhao's footsteps.
As he walked, a smile appeared on Shi Tianhao's face. Looking to the side of the street, he saw a young man dressed in purple with a white robe draped over him smiling at him.
The young man was his second senior apprentice-brother, Zhu Yi.
The two brothers looked at each other and smiled. Neither spoke. Zhu Yi's palms tapped lightly, as if playing an ancient piece of music.
The ancient music matched Shi Tianhao's footsteps, making his aura even more astonishing.
Shi Tianhao nodded slightly, withdrew his gaze, and continued to walk towards the Shi family's mansion.
In all the mansions of the Tianchi Sect in the distance, Cao Wei's gaze seemed to pass through the void. Silently, he stared at Shi Tianhao. His gaze moved, but in the end he withdrew it. Silently, he said, "Qingyuan."
A young man quickly came before him and bowed, "Master." It was Cao Wei's proud disciple, Song Qingyuan.
Cao Wei said, "You can go now."
Song Qingyuan respectfully replied, "Disciple obeys." After bowing and bidding farewell to Cao Wei again, Song Qingyuan left the mansion and walked in West-Hill City. With his fellow disciples to guide him, he quickly found his target.
It was a middle-aged man who looked calm and capable. His face was full of hardships. He wore a purple robe and walked on the streets of West-Hill City. His gaze faintly revealed a sense of alienation as if it was a lifetime ago.
In the past, he also lived in this city. Although it was not a long time and he spent most of the time outside, at this moment, walking on the long street, he still had a faint feeling that things remained the same, but people had changed.
The middle-aged man was naturally Dao Zhiqiang. He lowered his head and laughed at himself. Suddenly, his footsteps stopped.
Looking at the handsome young man in white with a gentle smile in front of him, Dao Zhiqiang smiled bitterly and cupped his hands, "Zhenren Song, how have you been?"
Song Qingyuan, who wore a white robe and had an impeccable appearance, also cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Steward Dao, it's been a long time. The ancients often say that things in the world are unpredictable. Looking at you, I have a deep feeling."
Dao Zhiqiang sighed. Song Qingyuan clearly knew his background, so he did not beat around the bush, "Zhenren Song, please speak frankly. If I can do it, I'll be happy to do it. If I really can't, please don't make it difficult for me. I'm just an errand boy in Xuanmen Tianzong."
Song Qingyuan looked at Dao Zhiqiang and smiled calmly. However, the news that he said made Dao Zhiqiang feel like he was struck by lightning.
"My master, Dao Master Icefire, personally performed a secret method to repair the damage caused by Yuting's broken Divine Soul. Her damaged memory has been restored by seventy to eighty percent. As time goes by, all of her memory will be restored."
Song Qingyuan smiled, "However, because of the secret method, Yuting is a little listless now, so she is still recuperating in Heaven Lake. When her body is better, I believe she will come to find you as soon as possible. The sect will not set any obstacles for her."
Dao Zhiqiang was a little dazed at first, but he quickly came to his senses. He looked at Song Qingyuan and only felt bitter in his heart.
"Thank you for your pity, Dao Master Icefire," Dao Zhiqiang said with difficulty.
Song Qingyuan walked forward and passed by Dao Zhiqiang. He smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, I'm just asking you for a small favor. You don't need to do anything, just tell me something."
"It's not the time yet. I'm just saying hello to you today and catching up. When the time is right, I'll naturally come to find you."
Song Qingyuan brushed past Dao Zhiqiang and his figure quickly disappeared, leaving only Dao Zhiqiang standing there in a daze.
After a long time, Dao Zhiqiang gritted his teeth and went all the way back to the residence that the Great Qin Dynasty arranged for Xuanmen Tianzong. After entering the residence and confirming that the people of Heaven Lake Sect would not pay attention to him, Dao Zhiqiang crushed a voice transmission crystal.
"Sect Master, I have something to report to you …"
After listening to Dao Zhiqiang's report, Lin Feng did not give him any additional instructions. He only said one sentence, "You father and daughter will be reunited."
There was nothing else, but Dao Zhiqiang suddenly felt his heart completely calm down, "Please rest assured, Sect Master. I will adapt to the situation and deal with Song Qingyuan."
"You play with him slowly," Lin Feng said indifferently.
Dao Zhiqiang understood what he meant and nodded, "I understand."
After Lin Feng ended the call with him, he turned his attention back to himself. He looked at the scene in front of him with a faint smile, "Interesting."
In front of him, a pair of sisters stood by a small lake in the city, and in front of them were several adults.
Of the two girls, one was dressed in red, Luo Qingwu, and the other was dressed in green, Jun Zining.
The two of them were originally just playing together in West-Hill City. Not long ago, they came near this small lake together and saw people surrounding the lake.
In the center of the crowd, two sides were vaguely confronting each other.
On one side were three young cultivators, all of whom were in the Golden Elixir Period. They were dressed in black and looked indifferent.
Jun Zining and Luo Qingwu looked a little strange after carefully observing them.
They grew up in the Ancient Yuan Tian Realm and rarely came to the Divine Land. Therefore, they did not know most of the forces in the cultivation world of the Human Race in the Vast Thousand Domains. However, they could roughly recognize the origins of these three young cultivators.
The two little sisters' eyes fell on the cuffs of the three young men's black robes. There was a scarlet pattern on them.
It was the symbol of the Reincarnation Sect's Hell Path. The Yang family, one of the seven great families of the Ancient Yuantian Realm, had always been at odds with the Luo family. The force behind the Yang family was the Reincarnation Sect's Hell Path.
When the battle between the two sides reached a climax, the Hell Path would sometimes intervene. Luo Qingwu and Jun Zining could not be more familiar with their clothes.
Opposite the three cultivators from the Dao of Hell were two young cultivators in white robes, one male and one female.
The young man was extraordinarily handsome, and the young woman was even more elegant and refined, dazzling people.
But what was more eye-catching was the white cloud tattooed on the hem of their robes.
Not to mention the Divine Land, even Luo Qingwu and Jun Zining, who were from the Ancient Yuantian Realm, could clearly recognize this symbol. It was the sect symbol of the Taixu Temple, the first sacred land of the Great Heaven World.
"Please advise me, Fellow Daoists." The white-clothed girl's voice was soft, and her figure looked weak, like a rabbit that was easily frightened.
Such behavior inevitably made the onlookers murmur in their hearts, "Is this the successor of the Taixu Temple?"
The three Hell Path disciples opposite them looked calm. The one on the right took the lead and said, "Please advise me."
As he said that, he put his palms together, and the surface of the lake suddenly lit up. A huge array appeared, covering the entire surface of the lake.
As the light flashed, the array seemed to communicate with another world. There was a flood, and all living things were annihilated. It was like hell.
This was an illusion created by the Hell Path disciple using his own array magic. Although it was not a real flood hell, if the opponent fell into it, they would be swallowed by the flood and suffer a disaster.
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