Chapter 893 Returning to the Boundless

Thank you very much Xuantian Ziwei Xingjun for your reward

The old man of Huashen immediately refused: "the king, then Xu Ziyan is not necessarily the king. Xu Kongling just heard what the Xu family said in Lianhuafeng, and he didn't really see Xu Ziyan's five attributes. Who knows whether it is true or not? But you A real king. Every one of us here has seen it with his own eyes.

Moreover, our Xu family in the Central Plains has worked hard for thousands of years from generation to generation, and now we have the situation of our Xu family in the Central Plains, so we handed over the results to Xu Ziyan, how can the king explain to the people who have always supported you?"

"Grandpa, our Central Plains Xu family and Lianhuafeng Xu family are one family after all, and it's an internal problem. Our enemy is not Xu Ziyan, but Da Luotian. We should focus on the external enemies instead of ourselves on the Xu family."

"King, you are still young, you don't understand." The old man of Huashen sighed a long time.

"I don't understand and it's because I don't understand what I don't understand?" There was a trace of shame and anger in the eyes of the young king.

"Hey, the king must first settle down when fighting against the outside world."

The elder Huashen let out a long sigh, and the face of the young king was extremely embarrassed. In the end, the young king and the Huashen old man broke up unhappy, and another three days passed.

Xu Haozhen and Xu Haolian also came back from Alchemy City and Lingbao City respectively, and they were also disheartened, and they didn't buy even the smallest shop. In places like Alchemy City and Lingbao City, it can be said that Lingshi is every inch of land, and there is no price but no market, so it is impossible to buy it.

And when they gathered in the main meeting hall, frowning, they heard a loud bang, and the plaque on the gate of the villa that said "Yanjiazhuang" was blasted to pieces, and the entire gate was blasted into pieces. I got the powder. The entire manor was filled with mournful cries.

The monks in the hall suddenly stood up and rushed outside. As soon as he stepped out of the entrance of the main hall, he raised his eyes and saw red in the distance, and countless red-robed monks in the air were wantonly bombarding and killing everything in the Xu family, including disciples, houses, and even livestock.

The ancestor of Huashen exclaimed in horror: "It's the flame bandit, the flame bandit has come to slaughter the village!"

"Old Ancestor, what should we do?"

The ancestor of Huashen immediately came back to his senses and hurriedly ordered: "Xu Haozhen, you take half of the elite disciples of the Nascent Soul Stage monk organization family to protect the king and stay away from the secret path immediately. I will take the rest of the Nascent Soul Stage The monk will stop you for a while."

"Old Ancestor..."

"Shut up, you have to evacuate in half a quarter of an hour, take as many disciples as you can, and take some disciples from each branch, don't let the Xu family break the inheritance.

Leave the secret path and go to the secret base of our Xu family. After hiding for a year and a half, contact the Xu family of Lianhuafeng and go to Lianhuafeng. "

"Old Ancestor..."

"go now"

Xu Haojin stepped forward and said, "Old Ancestor, the Xu family only has you in the stage of becoming a god. You can't die. Let me lead the family disciples to cover you. Ancestor, you take the king to evacuate."

Seeing the angry expression of the ancestor of Huashen, he hissed and cried: "Ancestor, for the sake of the family, you should take the king and withdraw. The king is still young, and the family still needs you to take the helm."

The elder Huashen's face was slumped, and two lines of turbid tears flowed down his face. He turned his head and took ten Nascent Soul stage monks away in a hurry.

Half an hour later, the flame bandit drifted away like a cloud of fire. A ruin was left, a real ruin, nothing of value remained. Not only did they kill people, but they also took anything of value. No one knows why the Flaming Rogue wanted to slaughter Yan's Village.

However, some people know that this is the inter-temple of the Xu family on Lianhua Peak. Since the last time they followed Xu Kongling and the others to Yanjiazhuang, they have been sending disciples around Yanjiazhuang. When the flames invaded the village, they could only watch helplessly, but there was nothing they could do. The disparity in strength made them dare not act rashly, and there were only two Jiandian disciples left here, so they had to pass the news back to Lianhua Peak as soon as possible.

A Kunpeng flew from the waveless sea to the shore, flying high above the white clouds. Kunpeng's wings spread out for several miles, and there are more than five hundred people standing on her back. It is Xu Ziyan and others who returned from the underwater world.

Except for Xu Ziyan and Teng Yao among the five hundred people, there are 28 people in the Duolinggen line of the remaining Xu family members, and the rest of them are the blood of the other twelve direct descendants, and there is no shortage of them. However, when Xu Ziyan was surprised, he asked Xu Tiannian to understand, and he was no longer surprised.

In the Xu family in ancient times, usually multi-lingen disciples with good aptitude and high achievements would recruit disciples of the twelve bloodlines around him, and each of the bloodline disciples would have them, because there were twelve bloodline disciples placed by the twelve bloodline disciples. Like the practice of a large formation, the realm of cultivation will be improved faster.

Therefore, even the multi-lingen disciples with poor aptitude and low cultivation base will try to recruit twelve followers, and each bloodline disciple in the twelve direct bloodlines will try to recruit one. Therefore, in ancient times, every disciple of the multi-lingen line had more or less one or twelve bloodline disciples around him, but there were still not a small number of bloodline disciples around him who had all twelve lineages.

This resulted in the fact that the disciples of the ancient Xu family who were finally sucked into the chaotic battle on the waveless sea were very complete. This is a surprise to Xu Ziyan. However, because it is impossible to practice spells in the underwater world, the disciples of the Xu family in the underwater world have all embarked on the road of martial arts.

Moreover, due to the reason of the underwater world, the power of the bloodline cannot be activated. The combination of these two aspects makes the cultivation base of the Xu family disciples in these underwater worlds not very high. The highest level of cultivation is only at the stage of alchemy. Fortunately, after returning to the vast continent, they can not only practice spells again, but also activate the power of blood at Lotus Peak, even if their generation's cultivation level cannot be too high achievements, but their next generation will regain the glory of the ancient times.

Therefore, when they saw that Xu Ziyan really brought them out of the underwater world, their excitement can be imagined. Even now, after flying from the Waveless Sea for three days, these disciples of the Xu family are still in high spirits, laughing and laughing along the way. Xu Ziyan stood in front of Xiaobai's back, looking down through layers of clouds. In the past three days, Xu Ziyan has been carefully observing the way, and seeing that there is no temple of Wu in the north, he let go of his mind. She is most afraid that in the past two months, the situation in the north has deteriorated. Xu Ziyan is also deeply taboo about the mystery of witches.

Two days later, Xu Ziyan landed in front of Taixuanzong's mountain gate with Xu's disciples. When the senior officials of Taixuanzong heard that Xu Ziyan was returning to the mountain, they naturally welcomed Xu Ziyan's return with the biggest ceremony. Liu Qinghan and Wuming also greeted them personally. Xu Ziyan naturally went up to meet them one by one. After Liang Zhidong sent people to arrange the residences of the disciples of the Xu family and the rattan demon, there was a grand welcome feast. Drink from morning to night, and then return to your heart's content.

Xu Ziyan returned to Flaming Peak, the small bamboo building where he once lived. Looking out along the window, through the bamboo forest, I saw the clear pool water continuously overflowing, turning into a waterfall and falling down, and my heart went back to the past.

With the sound of footsteps outside the door, Xu Ziyan withdrew her thoughts, looked through the window, and saw Lin Feiye, Lin Feiyu, brother and sister, and their mother. Xu Ziyan measured it carefully, and couldn't help sighing in his heart. Although Lin Feiyu and Lin Feiye have made great progress in their cultivation, Lin Feiyu's cultivation has reached the tenth floor of the foundation-building period, while Lin Feiye has also reached the eighth floor of the foundation-building period. But compared with Xu Ziyan, it is already a sky and an underground.

Xu Ziyan stood up in a hurry, stepped forward two steps, pushed the bamboo door open, stood at the door and looked at the three of them with a smile.

"Purple... smoke"

Lin Feiyu and Lin Feiye's hearts felt hot, and they stopped excitedly. Especially Lin Feiyu's eyes were moistened quickly, and tears rolled down.

"Mrs. Lin, Senior Sister Feiyu, Senior Brother Lin, come in quickly."

Lin Feiyu and Lin Feiye nodded hurriedly and walked over with their hands up. Xu Ziyan invited the three of them into the room, made tea again, then sat down opposite, and asked with concern:

"Senior Sister Feiyu, what level has your weapon refining level reached?"

A flash of pride flashed in Lin Feiyu's eyes, and he said: "I am already a seventh-rank magic weapon master, surpassing Uncle Mo, the master of Baoqi Peak, and I am the veritable number one magic weapon master of Taixuanzong."

"It's great." Xu Ziyan was also sincerely happy for Lin Feiyu in his heart, and turned his eyes to Lin Feiye again. Seeing Xu Ziyan looking over, Lin Feiye showed shame on his face and said:

"Zi Yan, brother, I'm ashamed, I'm not as good as my younger sister. Now I'm a fifth-rank alchemist."

Xu Ziyan was taken aback when he heard that, and then he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Senior brother Lin, you are an alchemist, and sister Feiyu is a craftsman, the comparison between alchemy and crafts is not like this"

"Isn't it because I'm a rank lower than my little sister?" Lin Feiye asked puzzled.

Xu Ziyan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Of course it's not like this. You are an alchemist. Alchemists are divided into nine ranks in total, from first-rank alchemist to ninth-rank alchemist. If you go up, you are immortal alchemist. And the alchemist is But it's different, Senior Sister Feiyu is only ranked sixth among the lowest magic weapon masters. Above magic weapon masters there are treasure weapon masters, above treasure weapon masters there are spiritual weapon masters, and finally there are immortal weapon masters. So, the two of you are completely incomparable."

After hearing this, Lin Feiye's face was full of joy, but Lin Feiyu's face turned red. It seems that Lin Feiyu usually shows off in front of her brother. Looking at the expressions between their brothers and sisters, Xu Ziyan also finds it funny.

The four of them chatted for a while, before Lin Feiye left, he took out a jade box. Put it on the table and push it to Xu Ziyan. Xu Ziyan picked up the jade box from the table, opened it, and saw that there was a snow lotus in it.