With the Wisdom of Speech, he knew the unspeakable and unspeakable. He could understand the words of all living beings in the Killing Sea.
This was the Voice of All Living Beings Divine Ability. The lightning struck first, followed by the power.
It was concentrated and powerful.
The blue Heavenly Writing power's extraordinary power crashed into the duo. They flew into the air and fell to the ground in a parabola.
"Ouch!"
Zhu Honggong's old injuries had yet to heal, and he was struck by new ones. He cried out in pain, and his face was covered in sweat.
Zhu Tianyuan was in a better state, but he was shocked. He hastily helped Zhu Honggong up and limped toward Jing He Palace.
When they entered Jing He Palace, the duo sighed in relief. They stopped and patted their chests.
"I beg you, don't harm me … I'm like a fish in water when you're not around! Very good. Ever since you came, I've been plagued by bad luck, and I've been breaking the rules, "Zhu Honggong pleaded.
Zhu Tianyuan wiped the sweat off his face and calmed himself down.
After calming himself down, he said, "This was all an accident … I didn't expect that the friendship I thought was worth nothing to him. The human heart isn't what it used to be … Son, why don't you consider returning to the Ancient Saint Cult with me and inheriting the position of the Holy Master? You'll have everything you need. You might even give me a fat grandson. It's better than being bullied here every day! "
"Stop lying to me. Do you think I'll get a chance if there's such a good thing?" Zhu Honggong did not believe him.
When he was captured, Jiang Pu had said that someone was coveting the Ancient Saint Cult.
'Trying to trick me? No way. Do you think I'm dumb? '
"Don't … I'm your father. How can a father lie to his son?"
Knock! Knock!
Someone knocked on the door.
Zhu Tianyuan stood up with a serious expression. He opened the door and saw two little girls looking in curiously.
"You are?" Zhu Tianyuan asked, puzzled.
"Eighth Senior Brother!"
Little Yuan 'er and Conch greeted him at the same time.
Zhu Honggong looked outside and said, "Greetings, junior sisters."
Zhu Tianyuan said, "Oh, it's my son's junior sisters …"
"We're here to see Eighth Senior Brother … Let us know if you need any help," Little Yuan 'er said.
"If that's the case, help Zhu Honggong get a basin of water to wash his feet," Zhu Tianyuan said. However, he thought to himself, 'Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters definitely won't do. However, it shouldn't be a problem for this Junior Sister to fetch water for Senior Brother to wash his feet, right? This was how it was in the Ancient Saint Religion. The young would show filial piety to the elders, and the elders would naturally show concern for the young as well. Mmm, it was very harmonious.
"???"
Little Yuan 'er frowned slightly and pointed at herself. "Me?"
"Yes … Go." Zhu Tianyuan waved his sleeve. "Don't forget to bring some desserts. I've never tasted desserts from the palace. I'm craving them."
"Don't, don't, don't … Don't listen to his nonsense, Junior Sister …"
Thump!
He hastily got off the bed and crawled to the door. "Little Junior Sister, I don't need any water to wash my feet!"
Zhu Tianyuan, "???"
"Son … What are you doing? You're the Senior Brother, go back and lie down."
Zhu Honggong wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He said, "I'm begging you, please leave … Don't trick me. Really! "
Little Yuan 'er said, "Eighth Senior Brother, are you sure you don't want it anymore?"
"No, I can't!" Zhu Honggong said with a straight face.
"Mhm. Rest well, then. If you need anything, let me know. I'll have Third Senior Brother fetch some water for you."
"…"
After saying this, Little Yuan 'er skipped out of Jing He Palace with Conch in her hand.
Zhu Tianyuan felt slightly light-headed. 'Why is the relationship between elder and younger so confusing?'
He turned to look at his son, Zhu Honggong, and saw his son glaring at him as though he was looking at an enemy. "Get lost …"
…
Inside Dazheng Palace.
Lu Zhou sensed the changes in his Primal Qi.
Ever since he transmigrated here, he had lost his cultivation base. Due to his limited lifespan, the progress of his cultivation base had been limited.
Before this, the speed at which he cultivated on his own was pathetically slow. He had no choice but to purchase an avatar from the system.
After 100 years of time had been reversed.
His bodily functions had been greatly restored. He should speed up his cultivation base and return to the peak as soon as possible.
Lu Zhou had a feeling that the torrent of the lotus-severing era was approaching. He had to reach the true Nine-leaf stage as soon as possible.
He raised his palm.
He summoned his avatar.
Five lotus leaves spun around it.
Shortly after, radiant rings descended from its waist.
The energy grew stronger as well.
Puff!
A leaf shot out from the side of the Golden Lotus.
The sixth leaf finally sprouted.
This also meant that his cultivation base had entered the Six-leaf Nascent Divinity realm.
Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction. He clenched his fist, and the avatar disappeared.
The golden radiance faded away, and the palace returned to its original color.
Lu Zhou stood up and sensed the changes in his bodily functions.
His instincts told him that he would definitely be lucky if he tried the lucky draw now.
"Lucky draw!"
"Ding! Spent 50 merit points. Thank you for trying. Luck + 1."
'I'm not angry.
Again! '
"Lucky draw!"
"Ding! Spent 50 merit points. Thank you for trying. Luck + 2."
Lu Zhou paused for a moment.
Psychology was not as reliable as it seemed.
The great philosophers once said, 'Don't be impatient and don't throw a tantrum.' 'If you stare into the abyss with a smile, the abyss will … Forget it. I'll take a stroll outside before I try the lucky draw.'
…
Meanwhile.
In a valley 10,000 miles away from Heaven's Moat in the north.
Yu Shangrong placed young Yu Zhenghai on the ground.
Although Yu Shangrong's cultivation base was profound, he was slightly exhausted after traveling for a long time.
He had to maintain his speed and cover the two of them with his energy.
After landing, Yu Shangrong sat down with his legs crossed and regulated his breathing.
At this moment, young Yu Zhenghai opened his eyes.
"Where are we?"
"A valley to the east of Rouli," Yu Shangrong replied with his eyes closed.
"How much longer until we reach Great Yan?"
"Half a month."
"That long?"
Yu Shangrong opened his eyes and said with a faint smile, "If you still had your cultivation base, you'd be able to save half the time. Alas …"
Young Yu Zhenghai spread his palms open.
He muttered, "My cultivation base …"
Yu Shangrong smiled knowingly. He closed his eyes and swiftly recovered his Primal Qi and stamina.
"Senior brother?" Young Yu Zhenghai asked tentatively.
"What is it?" Yu Shangrong closed his eyes, enjoying the way Yu Zhenghai addressed him.
"Why don't you go on your own?"
Although he had returned to his youth and lost his cultivation base, he was still wary of strangers.
"If I leave, you'll surely die," Yu Shangrong said.
"I … won't die."
"Don't force yourself. This isn't a human city. It's not a place for you to show off. Look … "
A bird flew past the forest. It had a long tail, a sharp beak, and a gaze that was as sharp as lightning.
It looked like a magnified, mutated owl.
When he saw the monster, young Yu Zhenghai frowned. His palms were sweating.
He was still much calmer than his peers.
This was commendable.
When the bird flew past, it did not stop. Instead, it flew away.
Yu Shangrong stood up and said, "Let's keep going."
Young Yu Zhenghai stood up. With Yu Shangrong's help, the two of them rose into the air and flew out of the valley.
Three days passed in just a blink of an eye.
The end of the valley appeared before their eyes.
Young Yu Zhenghai looked at the trees that were flying away and asked, "How long will it take for me to reach your cultivation base?"
"A long time," Yu Shangrong replied.
This was a nonquestion.
However, young Yu Zhenghai did not dare to say it out loud. Instead, he asked, "Can I do it?"
"Yes."
Yu Shangrong could not be blamed for his simple and numb answer. After all, young Yu Zhenghai had asked too many questions along the way.
"I think so too," young Yu Zhenghai said confidently.
Yu Shangrong looked at the exit ahead and said, "The 100,000-foot-deep abyss is five miles ahead. Hold on tight."
"Mhm." Yu Zhenghai grew nervous.
Five miles was not far for cultivators.
However,
Just as they were about to fly out of the canyon, a purple halo appeared on the ground!
The sky darkened.
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