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Ancient spirit world, Qinglian Sword Sect.

Song Yuanzhou was lying on the bed, looking palely at Tian Mokai, who was taking care of him in front of the bed.

"How's it going outside?"

The first thing Song Yuanzhou said to Tian Mokai after waking up was to ask about the war outside.

His last memory was that several demon cultivators blew themselves up, and he was seriously injured.

He couldn't remember what happened next.

"It's over. Don't worry, we won."

Tian Mokai looked at the books and said casually.

Song Yuanzhou didn't think much about the "we" she said.

He breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and enjoyed the scent of incense prepared by Tian Mokai in the room.

"Why did you go out with Song Siming? Obviously you can't help."

Tian Mokai looked at the ancient book Chengyi Zong provided by Song Siming and asked softly.

In her opinion, Song Yuanzhou's move was completely overestimating his capabilities.

Pure act of seeking death.

"Isn't it normal to protect our sect master?"

Song Yuanzhou said matter-of-factly without opening his eyes.

Of course he can avoid it if he is facing a powerful enemy.

But he couldn't let Song Siming face all this alone.

He had already escaped once in the former Sword Sect.

He doesn't want to escape from now on...

“But your sect master obviously has a deep relationship with other forces.

Are you sure this will continue like this? "

Tian Mokai still didn't raise his head and asked calmly.

“I’ve known about this kind of thing since the first time I came to Yongcang Prefecture.

After all, our sect master’s thoughts are all written on his face. "

Song Yuanzhou smiled faintly, but the wound on his body was affected, causing him to grin repeatedly in pain.

"Really? That's good."

Gently turning a page, Tian Mokai stood up and put the book aside.

She took out the prepared ointment and applied it on Song Yuanzhou's body with her spiritual power.

At this time, they were outside Jianzong.

Song Siming followed Emperor Wang's request and released Duan Yibai and others from the Tongtian Tower.

During the years they were in the tower, Song Siming had never treated them badly.

All the spiritual stones and elixirs they should have were left for them.

There is no need to use shackles to restrain them now.

If Song Siming is willing now, he can instantly kill several people within ten breaths.

"It's not easy to finally come out!"

After Cheng Qian came out, he began to sigh loudly.

During his stay in the Tower of Babel, he had to face a life-or-death duel with the illusion in the tower every day.

In the long run, even a normal person would not be able to bear it.

"Duan Yibai, I didn't expect you to be so depressed now!"

Yun Yong leaned against the standing demon blade and mercilessly laughed at Duan Yibai, who was now a prisoner.

But Duan Yibai's aura still dare not be underestimated.

She actually reached the realm of divine transformation in the past few years.

The aura became deeper and more powerful than when Tianjiao fought.

Behind her there is a half-hidden and half-revealed Taoist Dharma.

It exudes a somewhat unpleasant coercion of the avenue.

"Why are you here?"

It's not like Song Siming hasn't had contact with them in recent years.

They still know some news from the outside world.

Luofan Prefecture and Yongcang Prefecture are far apart, and they don't know how much effort it would take to get there.

So Duan Yibai couldn't help but be surprised by their arrival.

"It's a long story. It's rare for us to meet again, so let's talk about it together."

Emperor Wang stepped forward and said something, and then he smiled at Song Siming.

He didn't expect that Song Siming had grown so unexpectedly in just a few years.

The swordsmanship possessed by the opponent was beyond his reach.

Even the many immortals in their Qingyun Palace are afraid that they will not be able to reach each other.

Thinking of the huge gap between Song Siming and him in Wudingxian Realm before.

I really don’t understand how he practices.

Emperor Wang couldn't wait to discuss it with him.

"Senior sister, please bring all the guests to the tea room."

Song Siming also gave Emperor Wang a kind smile.

He has a great affection for Emperor Wang, and although he is talented, he is not proud.

It is a great blessing to be able to make friends with such a person.

After hearing this, Song Yantong and Zeng Qing stepped forward and led Emperor Wang and his party to the teahouse where Jian Zong entertained guests.

After staying in the ancient spirit world for several years, Jian Zong has already taken root.

The ancient spirit world was damaged in the previous battle, but because of the mountain-protecting formation, there was no damage to the entire Sword Sect.

They don't want to rebuild the Sword Sect for a third time.

Therefore, the disciples in the sect value the protection of the sect more than anything else.

Moreover, Song Siming also found a red dragon from Yongcang Prefecture and used it as a spiritual beast to suppress the clan.

Nowadays, the entire Sword Sect can be said to be prosperous.

Luo Yuan and Ming Ruoqing walked on the road and looked silently at these energetic disciples of the Sword Sect.

If I hadn’t known in advance that this was in Yongcang Prefecture.

They thought they had traveled back in time to the former Qinglian Sword Sect in Yunning Prefecture.

"Fellow Taoists, there is no need to be polite here.

If there is anything I don’t understand, I will tell you everything. "

Song Siming sat at the head of the table and spoke to the people on the left and right while sitting on the banquet.

It is not convenient for the ancient spirit world to send people to contact them.

Therefore, Jian Zong, who was also born in Yunning Prefecture, became the best choice.

This was also Li Cheng's original intention, with Jian Zong as the middle bridge.

It will also be much easier to deal with the human race.

Hearing what Song Siming said, everyone sitting below looked at each other.

They have too many doubts...

"I heard that Guizong went to Qingzhou in the Ming Dynasty before. I don't know why?"

Luo Yuan remembered Song Yuanzhou's farewell words to him before.

After hearing the news that the other party was seriously injured, Luo Yuan thought about visiting his friend later.

Seeing that Song Siming had said this, Luo Yuan did not wait until he met Song Yuanzhou before asking, and asked Song Siming directly.

He and Song Siming have been friends for several years...

After saving Song Siming and Song Yantong from Moyuan, when Jian Zong was so poor that he had no place to stay in Xiaofangjie, he, Yi Yangyang and others were the ones who helped them.

They also secretly worked for Song Siming and others under the guise of recommending jobs to earn spiritual stones, but in fact they gave them spiritual stones and other resources.

It can be said that they have a huge debt of gratitude to the Qinglian Sword Sect.

For this reason, Song Yantong and other disciples who had stayed in the Xiaofang world treated Luo Yuan and Ming Ruoqing with the highest courtesy.

"When our sect was in Yunning Prefecture, we received a lot of care from the Dahuang Chamber of Commerce, and we are now allies with them."

Song Siming did not hide it, and at this time there was no need to hide these things.

Even if he said he wanted to leave the Dahuang Chamber of Commerce, I'm afraid his disciples wouldn't want to.

"I see……"

Luo Yuan thought of the Qinglian Sword Sect before and suddenly became extremely angry.

It turns out that at that time, he had already established a connection with the Dahuang Chamber of Commerce.

"Are you still going to lock me up?"

Before Luo Yuan could speak again, Cheng Qian asked resentfully.

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