Super Sect System

Wen Ping tried his best to not be so emotional. Even if he was pretending, Wen Ping also pretended to be strong.

Even if he sheds a tear at this time, Wen Ping knows that it will make his father feel more worried and sad.

But no matter how well Wen Ping pretended, Wen Yan couldn't control his emotions, "My child, we are sorry for you."

A man who was over forty years old and had never been bleeding could not help but his eyes were red, tears welling up in his eyes.

He didn't know how much Wen Ping had to endure to find him.

Just from the East Lake to Xuanse Lake, he understood the hardships involved.

"It's nothing, father. I'm actually living a good life. You don't have to worry about me. After you and your mother disappeared suddenly, a senior took me as his disciple. He took me everywhere to look for you." Wen Ping did not say anything clearly. My current situation is too unbelievable and too complicated to explain. Now is not the time to explain it.

"That's good."

Wen Yan couldn't help but raise his head to prevent his tears from falling.

He thought to himself: The strong men sent by Xue'er have been taking care of Wen Ping, so I feel relieved.

"My child, you have also seen me. It's time to go home. Your mother and I are in a very complicated situation now, and I have to leave Tiandi Lake for a while. In the days to come, you must practice well with that senior. In the future, if you break through the Tongxuan Realm and step into the Shenxuan Realm, you can become the overlord of a place and have a worry-free life. Don't think about coming to us again in the future. This world is very complicated and it is not for people like us to make the decisions."

This wasn't a good place. People from the Long family were around, and he couldn't guarantee that there wouldn't be the eyes and ears of eldest brother Long Xue.

He saw Wen Ping's tenacity.

He didn't want Wen Ping to look for him like this again.

Today is the first time we have met each other in these days, and he hopes it will be the last time for a long time in the future.

Wen Ping was stunned, "We just met!"

Wen Ping wanted to say that he had been waiting for this meeting for a long, long time!

However, Wen Ping chose to remain silent.

Looking at his father who was thinner and more weathered than before, Wen Ping quickly sensed his state.

Tongxuan Middle Realm.

The realm is still the same as before.

Nothing much has changed.

Not degraded by suffering.

Nor did he regress because of difficulties.

But what Wen Ping saw was a sense of powerlessness. My father wants to gain the recognition of the Long family on his own, but it’s the Year of the Monkey and the Horse and the Moon?

Even the most talented person recorded in Zhenyue Realm and Tiandi Lake spent nearly 30 years.

Not to mention that the children of the Long family are all in the upper realm of Zhenyue, and they can't stop this even if they are half a step away. It might take a hundred years for my father to catch up with them.

At this moment, Wen Yan had already pushed Wen Ping into a seat in the box.

He walked out the door.

When he walked to the door, Wen Yan said: "Leave here with your master and go back to East Lake to practice hard. Remember, practice hard and don't be as willful as before. We, father and son, will have the opportunity to meet each other in the future."

"Then where are you going now?"

"Stay away from you...because this is how to protect you. My child, you have to understand my painstaking efforts."

After saying that, Wen Yan had already grabbed the door handle with one hand.

Seeing that Wen Yan's intention to leave was irreversible, Wen Ping hurriedly opened the sect interface of the system and directly bought a sound transmission stone.

If his father really doesn't dare to see him in the future, he can just talk to him.

With the sound transmission stone, he could chat with his mother when he arrived at Long's house.

In this way, even if it was another year or two, he could still hold back the pain of not being able to see his father and son.

"Father, by the way, my master asked me to give this to you. Take him with you. As long as you don't go more than a million miles away, you can use it to contact me. If you put this in the Tibetan Ring, no one will notice. of."

Wen Ping hurriedly handed over the sound transmission stone.

Wen Yan glanced at it twice and then took it.

Wen Ping said hurriedly: "When you want to talk to me, just say my name to the sound transmission stone."

"Okay... thank your master for me."

Wen Yan put the sound transmission stone into the Tibetan Ring and then opened the door. He suddenly paused at the door, but the next second he continued to move forward resolutely. Because the door was not closed properly, Wen Ping could clearly hear his father coming downstairs.

The pace is very slow. Wen Ping believes that the emotions in his father's heart are very complicated now, otherwise he would not walk so slowly.

After Wen Yan left, the maid glanced sideways, then closed the door tightly, not daring to disturb him.

After a long time, Wen Ping's eyes suddenly became firm, and then he had an idea in his mind, "No, I have to find a way to see my father again. If I can't bring my father back to the Immortal Sect, I have to help a bunch of fathers."

There was no way he could compete with his mother for a man, so he had to do something.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door, "Is that distinguished guest in that box just now?"

The person coming is none other than the person in charge of Haohan Auction House, Li Bao!

After sending the news about Hanshi down below, he hurried up to tell Wen Ping personally the date of the auction.

The maid hurriedly said: "Inside now."

The maid pointed to the VIP box next to her.

Libao waved his hand directly, indicating that the maid could leave. Then he knocked gently on the door.

Boom——

Boom——

"Come in." Wen Ping responded in a low voice.

Li Bao then pushed open the door and smiled warmly at Wen Pingyang as soon as he entered, as if he was very familiar with him.

"Sir, is there any problem with our reception?"

Because Wen Ping was the only one in the box, Li Bao chose to ask about this first when he came in. At the same time, Wen Ping had a bad look on his face.

Wen Ping didn't want to say anything at this time and asked directly: "No problem...has the date for the auction of my powerful stone been decided?"

"deal!"

Then, Li Bao took out a warm jade box, opened it, and slowly presented it to Wen Ping. Lying in the box was a round white crystal-shaped silver badge, which looked extremely delicate.

"The auction time when you get...the powerful stone will be held on the night after the opening of the centenary event. If you wear it, you can go directly to the third floor to watch the auction. Because you are our silver-level VIP, this is the first time We will waive the handling fee for you, and all the white crystals obtained from the auction will be delivered to you in full."

After saying that, Li Bao emphasized again, because this was Wen Ping's first time at Haohan Auction House.

"Normally our Haohan Auction House charges a 10% handling fee. The higher the value, the higher the handling fee. For someone like you, we usually charge a 20% handling fee."

Li Bao also said this to gain favor.

After all, tough stones are not cheap.

The 20% handling fee is waived, at least 2,000 white crystals!

2,000 white crystals, who dares to say it is a small amount?

In response to the other party's overture, Wen Ping readily accepted the offer, casually thanked him, and then asked, "By the way, how much can I sell for my powerful stone?"

He decided.

Give all the white crystals you get from this powerful stone to your father!

Li Bao thought for a moment, and then replied: "Well... the four-star giants coming to this centenary event are all four-star giants, but few forces can win such a big stone at once. So the price won't be too high, but it's also It won’t be less than 10,000 white crystals.”

After getting the answer, Wen Ping hurriedly asked the system, "System, can you help me calculate how far ten thousand white crystals can reach my father's cultivation?"