Chaos God's Nest

In the past few days, Yan Xiaohuang has been worried. Thinking that he is about to leave the Saint Clan and go to the Ancient Temple, he always feels reluctant to leave for some reason.

The night was not yet too deep, and Yan Xiaohuang and Qing'er were sitting side by side by the small lake.

It just so happened that the new moon was shining brightly tonight, and the stars in the sky were reflected on the surface of the small lake in front of them.

Looking at the listless Yan Xiaohuang, Qing'er finally couldn't help but ask: "You guys, you have been like this since you last met the clan leader. Tell me! What's wrong?"

Glancing at Qing'er beside him, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but sigh, and then said softly: "Sister Qing'er! I should be leaving soon!"

Qing'er obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, so she couldn't help but blinked and asked: "Leave? Where are you going?"

"I will go to the Ancient Temple with the young lady soon. The departure time may be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Anyway, I shouldn't stay in the Saint Clan for too long!"

As Yan Xiaohuang finished speaking, the audience suddenly fell into silence.

After a long time, I heard Qing'er slowly say: "How long will you be leaving?"

"I'm not sure. It could be as short as two years, or as long as..."

Speaking of this, Yan Xiaohuang did not continue.

"Go! Protect the young lady! You know, that is your duty!" Qing'er replied with a smile.

After saying that, she looked up at the night sky, and then continued: "Do you know how I entered the Saint Clan?"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang's eyes flashed with curiosity and he couldn't help but said, "I don't know! Do you want to tell me?"

"Actually, I'm not from the wilderness!"

"What? You...you are not from the Wilderness Realm? Then how did you come to the Wilderness Realm?" Yan Xiaohuang asked with wide eyes.

"Haha, I'm not afraid of your jokes. Sister, I was considered a young lady from a wealthy family back then!" Qing'er hugged her knees and replied with a smile.

"real or fake?"

"Why did I lie to you? I just remember that when I was a child, I lived in a magnificent palace. Later, something happened to my family. My father and mother were both killed. I survived because I was too young!"

"Palace? Could it be that Sister Qing'er, you were once a princess of a secular dynasty?" Yan Xiaohuang asked loudly in disbelief.

"Shh!"

Qing'er made a shushing gesture.

"Why are you so excited? Listen to what I have to say!"

"Oh!"

"I was sold as a slave, from the Ancient Realm to the Immortal Realm to the Demonic Realm, and finally arrived in the Wilderness Realm and was bought by the young lady! I thought my life would end in misery, but who would have thought that the young lady is actually a kind-hearted person? As a girl, she has never whipped or beaten me as a master, and she even treated me like my biological sister! That’s when I vowed to take good care of her!”

Hearing Qing'er's words, Yan Xiaohuang was speechless and fell into silence.

After a long time, Yan Xiaohuang asked, "Have you never thought about revenge?"

"Think about it! How could I not want to? It's a pity that my talent, sister, is too poor and my cultivation wisdom is incomplete. Revenge is obviously impossible! But it was only later that I learned that the group of people who killed my parents back then were just looking for someone. It’s just a valuable treasure left over from ancient times!”

"Heavy treasure? Have they found it?"

"No! Maybe there is no valuable treasure at all, everything is just an excuse for them to kill!" Qing'er said quietly, with hatred in her eyes.

"Damn it!" Yan Xiaohuang clenched his fists. "This group of people has gone too far! Why do they do this? Are they able to kill innocent people indiscriminately just because they are monks? Sister Qing'er, tell me who they are, and I will avenge you when the time comes!"

"Revenge? Just you?" Qing'er said pretending to be disdainful.

"Just me! What? Do you look down on me?"

"Hey! It's not that my sister looks down on you, but that group of people are too powerful! They are evil cultivators from the ancient domain, and their cultivation is already strong. In addition, they have the support of the Five Poison God Sect of the Earthly Sect behind them! How can you, a small True Martial Realm cultivator, be their opponent?" Qing'er rolled her eyes at Yan Xiaohuang and said.

"Hmph! What happened to the Earth Level Sect? Give me time, I will become stronger, and by then, I will definitely kill them all, and then avenge you!" Yan Xiaohuang stood up and vowed.

"Keke! Okay, okay, sister, I'm just waiting for you to avenge me!"

Qing'er smiled and replied, obviously taking Yan Xiaohuang's words as a joke.

Then Qing'er took out a wooden hair comb from her pocket and handed it to Yan Xiaohuang.

The hair comb was very small, with strange patterns carved all over it, glowing in bursts of light against the white moonlight.

"what is this?"

Seeing the hairbrush handed over by Qing'er, Yan Xiaohuang took it and asked in confusion.

"A hair comb was given to me by my mother when I was a child. She said that this hair comb would bring me luck. I have kept it on my body for so many years, and you are about to leave! So I put it on It's given to you, you have to hide it and don't break it. I'll get it back when you come back!" Qing'er said with a smile, her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.

"okay!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang quickly put it into his arms and hid it.

After seeing Yan Xiaohuang put away his hairbrush, Qing'er stood up and shook the dust off her body and said with a smile: "Okay! It's getting late, sister, I'll leave first. You have to be on your way in two days. Remember to practice hard and recharge your batteries!"

"it is good!"

Watching Qing'er leave, Yan Xiaohuang waved his hand and said loudly: "I will protect the young lady!"

After Qing'er left, Yan Xiaohuang returned to the room, took out the hairbrush, and held it tightly in his hand.

"Sister Qing'er, don't worry! I will avenge you!"

Then Yan Xiaohuang sat in the room and began to practice seriously.

After two days in a row, the sun was rising at noon, and there was a powerful pressure coming from above the Lieyang Holy Mansion.

In the back mountain of the Saint Clan, Yan Qiong Shan's eyes suddenly opened.

His figure flashed and he was already above the Holy Palace in the blink of an eye.

Holding his fists respectfully towards the sky and saluting, Yan Qiongshan said with a smile: "I don't know that senior Tianji is coming, but I am waiting for you from afar!"

"Hahaha, young man from Qiongshan! We haven't seen you for many years, I miss you so much!"

The words sounded, and an old man with red hair and gray clothes slowly walked out of the void.

A powerful coercion was released from the old man's body, and its situation was far beyond what Yanqiong Mountain in the Tianwu realm could compare to.

"Senior Tianji, thank you! Two disciples from our clan have been waiting for our senior for a long time! We also invite our senior to come to my Saint Clan's residence for a chat!" Yan Qiongshan said politely with a smile.

"No need! On the order of the Palace Master, I came to pick up the two disciples who awakened the Ancient Token. You immediately send someone to call out those two disciples, so that I can bring them back as soon as possible!" Old Man Tianji smiled slightly. He waved his hand and said.

"Yes!"

Then Yan Qiong Mountain immediately sent someone to call out Yan Keke and Yan Xiaohuang and ordered them to follow the old man and leave.

Before leaving, Yan Xiaohuang looked down carefully, but he never found Qing'er.

With a long sigh, he followed the old man and left.

The vastness of the wilderness far exceeded Yan Xiaohuang's imagination. The old man was extremely fast. He could travel a hundred thousand miles a day, but it still took him five or six days to reach the ancient temple.

The ancient temple has a long history, and it is said that it has been extremely glorious since ancient times.

Its sect is located in the Tianshen Mountains, the largest and oldest mountain range in the wilderness.

The terrain here is undulating, strange and steep, with ancient forests everywhere, rushing mountains and rivers, flowing streams, mist, and auspicious animals.

The closer you get to the center of the temple complex, the more beautiful the scenery becomes.

Yan Xiaohuang and Yan Keke followed the old man, looking at the surrounding scenery and exclaiming in surprise from time to time.

"What a rich spiritual energy! The place we are in now is only on the periphery, and the spiritual energy is already so strong. Is this the foundation of the Tianjie Sect?" Yan Keke said thoughtfully, sensing the spiritual energy around him.

After hearing Yan Keke's words, Yan Xiaohuang quickly tried to understand.

As expected, the rich spiritual energy was far beyond what the Saints could match.

In just an instant, Yan Xiaohuang's cultivation level broke through again, and he was promoted to the sixth level of the True Martial Realm in the blink of an eye.

As if sensing Yan Xiaohuang's change, the red-haired old man couldn't help but look back at him.

"He actually broke through? This guy's talent is pretty good!" Thought to himself, the old man continued to lead the two of them on their way.

After a while, the palace buildings in front became more and more clearly visible, and the elegant pavilions gradually came into view.

After walking for more than a hundred miles, I saw a huge sword-shaped stone standing in front of me, with the four characters "Ancient Temple" engraved on it.

The font was vigorous and powerful, and there was a faint aura of ancient times blowing towards my face.

Feeling carefully, there is a tyrannical pressure on the sword-shaped boulder, as if the ancient gods are looking down on all living beings.

Looking back at Yan Xiaohuang and the two, the red-haired old man said with a smile: "Haha, this is the Divine Sword Gate, the outermost entrance of my temple. After passing it, you can completely enter the territory of my ancient temple. There are rules in the temple. All disciples of the temple must first pay homage to the temple master on the first day they enter the temple! You two will go to the palace master’s pavilion with me!"

The ancient temple has always had regulations that no one is allowed to fly in the air except the elders and core disciples.

Yan Xiaohuang and the two followed the red-haired elder and flew all the way to the main hall's pavilion, attracting the attention of many temple disciples along the way.

Someone pointed upward and said in surprise: "Look! Isn't that Elder Tianji? Who are the men and women following him? How could Elder Tianji lead the way in person?"

"They must be the new junior brothers and sisters who have joined my temple! It seems that they have a good background! They can actually attract Elder Tianji to lead the way in person!" Someone touched his chin and replied.

"Ahem, our Divine Sword Pavilion has not had fresh blood for a long time. Shouldn't these new junior brothers and sisters belong to our Divine Sword Pavilion?" At this moment, an old disciple coughed lightly and said.

"Fart! According to what you said, my Divine Spirit Pavilion should be in greater need than your Divine Sword Pavilion!"

"Actually...our Divine Punishment Pavilion has been short of manpower recently..."

The next moment, a group of temple disciples began to argue over the ownership of Yan Xiaohuang and the two.

Of course, Yan Xiaohuang and Yan Keke, who were far away in front of the palace master's pavilion, did not know about this matter.

Following the old man into the palace master's pavilion, Yan Xiaohuang quickly looked up.

In the huge hall, there was a man in white with a childish face and white hair sitting upright, looking at him and Yan Keke with a smile.

This person is the current master of the Huanggu Temple, Huang Que.