Chapter 1314 (1/2)

In front of the ruins of the palace, under the gaze of the water family, Zhang Ziling comes out with Lin Wan'er, who is still in a trance.

At the moment, a group of water family members lined up in line and looked at Zhang Ziling in awe.

In the Qingxuan City, no one knows the true identity of Zhang Ziling except the merciless water, the cold water and Lin Wan'er.

However, even if people do not know the identity of Zhang Ziling, the strength shown by Zhang Ziling has completely conquered everyone.

No one dares to disrespect Zhang Ziling in such a big Qingxuan city!

Zhang Ziling looked at a crowd of people waiting for him to come out of the water family. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

…… In the downtown area of Qingxuan City, in front of Tianji Pavilion.

The two men in plain clothes calmly looked at the old man hanging on the Tianji Pavilion, without showing any emotion in their eyes.

”What now? Do we need revenge for this guy? ” One man asked the other.

Another man shook his head and said in a low voice: ”go back and ask the pavilion master. Even with our efforts, it is impossible to destroy the Murong family in such a short time. And that person's identity is unknown. At the same time, he has two kinds of imperial skills which are cultivated to the realm of transformation. His strength is unfathomable and hard to be provoked. ”

”I see. The Tianji Pavilion in the ancient city of Qingxuan will be closed temporarily. Let's give the business to xuanjice's group of guys.”

”Let's go. Take that guy's body.”

The two men said as they slowly disappeared.

At the same time, the Tianji old man's body hanging above the Tianji Pavilion is also slowly disappearing at this moment.

…… Tianxuanyu, Tiandu, Zhaojia holy land.

In an underground cave, different from the imagined cave, this is a cave.

There are blue sky and white clouds on the top, flowers, plants, spirits and animals below. The strong spiritual power circulates around. The fragrance of holy medicine diffuses in the broad small cave.

In the middle of the cave, there is a small wooden house, in front of which there is a humble courtyard.

An old man in cloth is sitting on a wooden chair in the middle of another courtyard, staring at the crooked peach tree in front of him.

At this time, an old man in a gilded robe slowly walked into the other courtyard, his whole body exuded the breath of a superior person. There was a flow of sunlight between his eyebrows, and the heaven palace was full, and his breath was condensed to the extreme.

Obviously, the old man who went into another hospital was a saint.

”No intention.” The old man in cloth sitting on the wooden chair did not move his eyes from the crooked peach tree, but said in a soft voice.

Zhao Wuxin bowed to the old man in cloth and called respectfully: ”father.”

The old man sitting on the wooden chair is the ancestor of Zhao family, Zhao Wuwei.

”There are still three days to go before my birthday. Didn't I say that before my birthday comes, there is nothing particularly important. Don't disturb me?” Zhao Wuwei's voice is a little cold, which makes Zhao Wuxin feel cold.

Zhao Wuwei received a message from Anbei, the Immortal Emperor on the moon.

And he always thought Anbei was dead.

But Anbei did not, and even brought him incomparably shocking news.

Anbei asked him to return to the palace master.

And Zhao Wuwei chose to ignore, and did not return to the magic palace.

Zhao Wuwei knew that once he went back, the foundation that he had spent 3000 years fighting hard would be gone.