d?? vn? {o?? XHX?? T?? ??? >? k??| t?? m?? KJ`? ??? Y4? U?? H?? 9??? Beautiful. The rolling green peaks pierced through the sky. The familiar peak region appeared in front of them again. Now they were in the territory of the Divine Cloud Palace. The mountains were still the same, but they were no longer as lively as they used to be when spiritual birds and spiritual beasts roared and practitioners went to and fro to practice, the market, and the Chores Hall.
The peaks were originally filled with a large number of spiritual herbs and spiritual trees. After nearly two hundred years of fighting in the World of Cultivators, most of the valuable ones had been harvested. The periphery of the Divine Cloud Palace seemed to have been damaged to a certain extent. There were still a lot of auras of Jin Dan practitioners.
There was also a lot of violent Dharma power of thunder. It seemed that not long ago, there had been a great battle of Foundation Establishment practitioners here. The flames of war had spread to the Divine Cloud Palace.
Only the white fog between the peaks was the same as before.
"Stop! Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Divine Cloud Palace!"
Most of the cultivators from the Divine Firmament Palace had gone to the Heavenly Sword Mountain to fight against the enemy's main force, leaving only a small number of cultivators to guard the dozens of peaks. However, the patrolling cultivators still quickly discovered Lu Xiaotian's group, who were not hiding their tracks.
The two men were wearing spiritual armors and brandishing their weapons. They looked at Lu Xiaotian and his team warily.
"Lu Xiaotian of the Green Lotus Peak Region has returned to the Divine Cloud Palace. Who is in charge of the Divine Cloud Palace now?" Lu Xiaotian used part of his Dharma power. His voice was like a great bell, echoing through the dozens of peaks of the Divine Cloud Palace.
Yuan Min was secretly shocked. He had thought that Lu Xiaotian was an individual practitioner. Now that Lu Xiaotian deliberately used his Dharma power, Yuan Min was shocked to find that Lu Xiaotian's Dharma power had reached an incredible level. His voice was like a great bell, vast but harmless. It hung over the Divine Cloud Palace and did not dissipate. Although it was not an enemy, Yuan Min knew that he was far from being able to control it.
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Hundreds of figures flew into the air on their swords. Among them, a familiar-looking middle-aged man and a green-robed middle-aged woman were especially excited when they saw Lu Xiaotian.
When the others saw Lu Xiaotian, they were also excited. Perhaps due to the passage of time, the other sects could not remember Lu Xiaotian. But for the Divine Cloud Palace, even the Jin Dan practitioners were not as famous as Lu Xiaotian. In the Divine Firmament Palace, this silver-haired monk had long become a legend. His name had been passed down to this day in the Divine Firmament Palace.
Especially in recent years, the Divine Firmament Palace had suffered heavy losses in the chaotic war in the World of Immortals. Under the situation where the number of high-level cultivators was dwindling day by day, the Divine Firmament Palace needed a spiritual pillar to keep the low-level cultivators going. Lu Xiaotian was the spiritual source of comfort for those who had grown up in the Divine Cloud Palace.
In the Full Moon Immortal World, there were countless sects and clans of immortal cultivators. Who could single-handedly suppress cultivators of the same level from several great Immortal Worlds? Who could single-handedly suppress cultivators of the same level from the Full Moon Immortal World and make them not dare to fight?
"Master Lu, Martial Uncle Lu, have you become a Jin Dan practitioner?" The two people who rushed out were Luo Kang and his cousin, He Liping, who had succeeded in Foundation Establishment on Lu Xiaotian's Blue Moon Peak. A Foundation Establishment practitioner only had a lifespan of about 300 years.
Lu Xiaotian had been gone for nearly a hundred and fifty years. Back then, the two ordinary Aura Refining disciples had succeeded in building their foundation under Lu Xiaotian's shadow. Furthermore, they had survived the chaos of war until now and had already reached the late stage of the Foundation Establishment realm. The two of them had already bid farewell to their former youth, leaving behind obvious traces of time on their faces.
"Greetings, Master Lu!"
The hundreds of Foundation Establishment Cultivators bowed in the air. The legend of Divine Cloud Palace from hundreds of years ago was right in front of them. However, since then, this person had disappeared without a trace. They had thought that Lu Xiaotian had died, but they did not expect that he would return to the Front Gate today. And when he returned, he was already a lofty Golden Core cultivator.
In addition to these Foundation Establishment practitioners, the tens of thousands of Qi Refining cultivators who could not fly by flying weapons also looked down from the mountain. The morale of the Divine Cloud Palace was at an all-time low. Lu Xiaotian, who used to be famous in the Full Moon, had returned.
"No need for formalities. Who is in charge of the Divine Cloud Palace now?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"Martial Uncle Lu, the Palace Master has led the main force of the Immortal Palace to the Sky Sword Mountain to fight the enemy. Now Martial Uncle Luo is in charge of the Divine Cloud Palace. Martial Uncle Luo and Martial Uncle Lu have fought side by side in the past. I think Martial Uncle Lu is familiar with Martial Uncle Luo," Luo Kang said quickly.
"Are you talking about Luo Qian?" Lu Xiaotian was startled. Among the practitioners surnamed Luo he knew, Luo Qian was the only one who had fought side by side with him. It seemed that Luo Qian had already become a Jin Dan. But after being provoked by him, Luo Qian had calmed down a lot. With Luo Qian's talent, he had solved the problem of Ning Jin Dan, and his master, Lei Wantian, it was not difficult for him to form a Jin Dan.
When he was chased by Zhou Tong in the early years, he entered the Blue Devil Sea Area and stayed in the Completion of Foundation Establishment for decades. Although Luo Qian's cultivation was lower than his in the early years, it was enough for him to catch up in a few decades. Lu Xiaotian formed his Gold Core at the Completion of Foundation Establishment, and Luo Qian and the others began to form their Gold Core at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Naturally, they were not far behind him.
"It is Martial Uncle Luo." Luo Kang nodded. Naturally, he did not dare to call out Luo Qian's name like Lu Xiaotian did.
"If that's the case, why didn't Luo Qian come?"
Lu Xiaotian was a little confused. These Foundation Establishment practitioners had already come. With Luo Qian's cultivation, he should not have been so slow. No, that thunder magic just now was Luo Qian's. It seemed that Luo Qian was most likely injured. Lu Xiaotian reacted quickly.
"Martial Uncle Luo's condition is not good. He was injured a few years ago. Now the entire Divine Firmament Palace has sent out all the elites. In the entire palace, there is only one Jin Dan practitioner, Martial Uncle Luo. "Luo Kang's face darkened.
"Where is Luo Qian?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"At the Cliff of Reflection in the Spirit Sky Peak region. Other than the invasion of foreign Jin Dan practitioners, Martial Uncle Luo has never left. Martial Uncle Luo has never left the Cliff of Reflection. " Luo Kang sighed. "Junior's words carry little weight. Martial Uncle Lu and Martial Uncle Luo are old friends. We should also advise Martial Uncle Luo."
"The Cliff of Reflection!" Lu Xiaotian's body shook, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes. Although he had not been there, he had heard of the name. He knew what had happened in the years he had been away. The only person who could make Luo Qian feel this way was the unruly and arrogant Su Qing. Who else could it be?
"These people are my friends. Take care of them. I'll go see Martial Brother Luo." Lu Xiaotian let out a long sigh. His body moved like lightning. Everyone only saw a blur in front of their eyes before they lost sight of Lu Xiaotian.
There was no lack of love in the Path of Immortal Cultivation. Although it was not necessarily love between a man and a woman, Yuan Min could clearly see the sadness on Lu Xiaotian's face.
In the Floating Heaven Peak region, fallen leaves rustled in the wind. The cold mountain wind swept up a faint chill. On the thousand-foot mountain wall were the words "Cliff of Reflection" written in dried blood.
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