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Feng Changyun handed Chu Heng a pill: "Take it. It will help you recover from the injury on your hand."

After saying that, he put it into Chu Heng's hand and took him to prepare to leave the world of immortality.

Feng Changyun has no idea how many countries the Ning Kingdom is in the mortal world and what the current situation is like in the world.

Practitioners stay away from the secular world, and she has never been to the mortal world.

Now that I met Chu Heng by chance, I went to the human world.

They should bury Ye Ling's coffin as they please. Once she finds out everything and confirms that Chu Heng's words are true, she will come back and personally rip off her tomb and crush her bones into ashes.

After Yu Jian left, Chu Heng looked at Cen Xi who was gradually receding behind him, and his mood was extremely complicated.

It took him seven years to get out of here, but now that he got out so easily, he felt unreal.

The pain and hatred of these years seemed to be gently healed by the breeze.

The sun was just right, and it was warm on my body.

After flying for several days and passing through many teleportation formations, the two finally left the world of immortality.

Contrary to what everyone in the live broadcast room expected, the world of immortality and the mortal world are not compatible and coexisting, but are two worlds completely separated by a spiritual barrier and an illusion array.

There are also many mortals in the mortal world who get some chance by chance. After going to the world of cultivating immortals, they just find a place with many people to live in and slowly disappear into the crowd.

Perhaps they had dreams of cultivating immortals at the beginning, but the cruelty of the world of immortality was far beyond their imagination.

People who don't want to get involved in those disputes gradually stop pursuing the path to immortality and live together with the mortals here.

In this way, generation after generation, the coexistence of monks and mortals has been formed, and a set of coexistence rules have also been derived.

The mortal world is different.

Most people in the mortal world do not know the existence of monks. Occasionally, some people get some opportunities to introduce Qi into their bodies and become monks, but most of them stop there if they cannot find the entrance to the world of immortality.

The two of them left the world of cultivating immortals.

From time to time, monks would go to the human world for training and take care of the injustices in the world.

But almost all monks hide their cultivation and don't use spiritual power if they can. They pretend to be mortals and experience the sufferings of the world.

But Feng Changyun didn't come to the human world to practice. When she was wielding a sword, she created an illusion formation to hide herself and Chu Heng, and then she dared to fly in the sky in broad daylight.

After flying for two days, we finally arrived at Fengjing, the capital of Ning Kingdom.

Chu Heng stood under the city wall and looked at the high city wall. He didn't dare to move for a moment, as if he was afraid that everything in front of him was just a dream. If he moved even a little bit, he would wake up from his dream and find that he was still in the cultivator. Fairyland.

Feng Changyun could understand his timidity about being close to home.

Chu Heng was still uneasy, but the officers and soldiers who didn't want to defend the city came up to him, as if they didn't dare to recognize him.

"Wang, Wangye? Are you the King of Ning'an?"

Back then, a fire in Prince Ning'an's palace burned almost everyone inside, including the maidservant Sasao.

King Ning'an disappeared, and His Majesty was furious. He sent people to search for Chu Heng's whereabouts. He never stopped searching for Chu Heng for so many years. He almost turned the entire Ning Kingdom upside down, but he still couldn't be found.

Unexpectedly, seven years later, he would appear in Fengjing again.

His appearance was still the same, but his eyes no longer had the same wanton and unrestrained feeling.

This huge gap made the officer and soldier dare not recognize him, and felt that he should not admit his mistake.

He couldn't believe his eyes, and wanted to go forward and touch it to see if it was his illusion, but he was afraid that Chu Heng would disappear again in the blink of an eye.

Chu Heng looked at the officers and soldiers, nodded slightly, with a slight smile on his face: "Yes, it's been seven years, and I'm back again."

He raised his feet and walked slowly towards the city.

The officer and soldier looked at his back blankly, and when they came back to their senses, they were so excited that they quickly ran back to the city gate: "Hurry, King Ning'an is back, report to the emperor quickly, King Ning'an is back!"

Feng Changyun followed Chu Heng.

He walked very slowly, and his eyes swept from one restaurant to another. Every vendor selling food and every pedestrian passing by made him feel more friendly.

Looking at it, my eyes couldn't help but feel sore.

After walking through most of Fengjing, he stopped.

Following his gaze, Feng Changyun also turned her head to look where he was looking.

It was a large mansion with the four characters "Ning'an Prince's Mansion" written on it. There were two servants standing at the door.

Seeing these words, Chu Heng could no longer hold back the sourness in the corners of his eyes and shed tears.

He wiped his face and was about to turn around when he suddenly heard an old voice calling him anxiously.

"Heng'er."

Chu Heng stiffened and almost didn't dare to look.

The voice called again: "Heng'er, is that you?"

It took him a lot of strength to restrain himself, and slowly turned his head to look at the person who came, only to see a white-haired old man breathing heavily standing in the distance looking at him.

The old man was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. He had obviously arrived in a hurry, and his eyes were full of tears and anxiety.

The corners of Chu Heng's mouth moved, but before he could say anything, the old man was already running towards him anxiously.

"Heng'er, my Heng'er... Where have you been all these years? Do you know how long I've been looking for you? They all said you were dead, but I don't believe it. How could it be possible that my Heng'er is so lucky? die?"

He ran so anxiously that he didn't even care if he fell down midway. He got up in a hurry and ran quickly to hug Chu Heng tightly.

"Uh-huh, where have you been? I can't find you anywhere. Why didn't you say anything when you left? Are you worried about me to death?"

"Do you know that there are rumors everywhere that you died in that fire? You kid... you are trying to find some excitement for me because I am living too peacefully, right?"

Chu Heng looked at his pale hair, hugged him tightly, and said in a choked voice: "Father, the child is unfilial and came back late."

Feng Changyun turned her head. The wind was a bit strong today, and the wind and sand were a bit confusing.

After the two of them had cried enough and calmed down, the emperor stepped back a few steps, pinched Chu Heng's arm and began to look at the son he had not seen for seven years: "Why have you lost so much weight?"

His eye circles turned red again: "How much hardship have you endured outside these years?"

Chu Heng was about to shake his head when he heard someone not far away calling him anxiously: "Third brother!"

"Third brother! Wow, third brother is really you! You are really back..."

A group of people ran toward Chu Heng in a mighty manner. Feng Changyun made room for his family and turned to leave.

They hadn't seen each other for many years, so Chu Heng was asked to talk to her family first while she went to find out what happened back then.

Although she hadn't started to inquire yet, after seeing the reaction of Chu Heng's family, Feng Changyun already believed that he didn't lie to her.

It’s easy to find out about Chu Heng. The fire that year was too weird and sensational.

Not only did the heavily guarded Prince Ning'an's Mansion burn to ashes overnight, all the secret guards were killed in the flames, and even the highly skilled King Ning'an disappeared.