The Ancient Vast Realm

"Okay, Yinfeng, follow me. First, follow me back to the Great Wilderness Holy Land and then find other plans."

Feng Xuan spoke to Yin Feng in a serious tone, almost like an order, and his tone was unquestionable.

Hearing this, the others raised their brows and felt a little surprised. They didn't know what Feng Xuan meant.

"Ah? Is this really okay?"

Yinfeng was startled for a moment, and then he said with great joy, which was unexpected by everyone. He had no resistance at all and had no intention of asking about the reason.

Feng Xuan nodded without explaining too much.

Then Feng Xuan looked at everyone and asked:

"What about you? If you have no plans, you can follow me back to the Great Wilderness Holy Land, so there is no need to separate."

Unlike in this Heavenly Demon Battle City, Feng Xuan's identity has almost no sense of existence. In the Great Wilderness Holy Land, Feng Xuan's identity and status are by no means comparable to those in the Battle City.

Except for Yue Ling, the others couldn't help but look at each other, and then they remembered that Feng Xuan's true identity was the ninth son of the Ksitigarbha Palace.

After only hesitating for a long time, Duanmuwan took the lead and whispered:

"Brother Shikong said that he also wants to take this opportunity to return to the clan. If we are destined, let's meet again in the future."

Hearing Duanmu Wan's words, Feng Xuan nodded slightly, and Shi Kong's move was naturally expected by him.

"What about you, Xiaowan, do you want to return to the Holy Land with me?"

Feng Xuan looked at Duanmu Wan and asked for her opinion.

Over the years, Feng Xuan also learned that Duanmu Wan was the daughter of two elders in the Holy Land. However, these two elders died unexpectedly more than ten years ago, leaving Duanmu Wan alone alive. The other party was composed of two elders. He was raised by a friend of an elder.

"No, I decided to follow brother Shi Kong. Thank you, captain!"

Hearing Feng Xuan's words and looking at everyone's eyes, Duanmu Wan suddenly whispered with some embarrassment, shrank her petite body almost behind Shi Kong, her face turned red with embarrassment.

Seeing this scene, everyone smiled kindly, but Shikong's expression with closed eyes became a little embarrassed, and the speed of turning the Bodhi beads in his hand became a little faster.

Then everyone turned their attention to the Meridian Gate at the end, waiting for his answer.

"I, I will not return to the Holy Land together. When I came to the Heavenly Demon Battle City, I had already made plans. Either I would die in this Heavenly Demon Battle City, or I would break through to the fourth realm, otherwise there would be no chance of death. Don’t leave!”

Wumen looked at the crowd with an extremely resolute look on his face.

"But, you are the only one..."

Yinfeng looked at the Meridian Gate with a hesitant look on his face. He was a little hesitant and didn't know what to say, but anyone could understand what he meant.

"Haha, you guys don't think that I will still go on missions in the name of Yeyou Squad, do you? I have already thought about it. I will join the army. Maybe when you see me next time, I will be a soldier. Lieutenant General”

Wu Men grinned and seemed extremely relieved.

Everyone nodded when they heard this, not too surprised.

Everyone understands that before coming to Tianyao War City, Wumen originally planned to enter the army to gain experience. However, due to the arrangements of the Holy Land, he had to enter a special team to hone his character. Otherwise, with his strength and status, how could he Maybe he succumbed to Feng Xuan just as a member of the special team.

However, everyone still admired the Meridian Gate's decision, even Feng Xuan was no exception.

Feng Xuan believed that if he arrived within ten years, without Shu Huaichen's advice, he didn't know whether he would still stay in the Battle City waiting for a breakthrough like the Meridian Gate.

On this day, everyone was almost as drunk as mud. Although everyone was a warrior monk and had extremely long lifespans, in this chaotic world, no one knew whether a separation would mean goodbye forever.

No one used their martial arts skills to suppress their drinking power. In the end, even Feng Xuan, who had always been calm, was so drunk that he couldn't stand up and collapsed on the stone table.

"Let me tell you, the scenery of the floating sea of ​​clouds is always beautiful, you have a chance... hiccup... you have a chance... ....Hiccup...you must go and see it, especially you...Hiccup...boss..."

Yinfeng collapsed on the ground of the stone table, holding a jar of spiritual wine in his arms, his face as red as a monkey.

He kept mumbling about the floating sea of ​​clouds in his mouth, as if he was telling something, but every time when it came to a critical moment, he would immediately shut up, as if he was deliberately trying to seduce everyone's appetite.

"What's there in the floating sea of ​​clouds...what's good to see...Come to my Yuezhi...I'll let you know...what is... Divine Realm..."

Under the big tree next to the stone table, Yue Ling completely lost his previous aloofness. He leaned against the big tree, looking at the stars in the sky with his silver eyes, and said drunkenly.

Not far away from him, Shi Kong and Duanmu Wan were lying on the ground with each other at some point, falling into a deep sleep.

The two of them were breathing evenly, Duanmu Wan was lying on Shi Kong's broad chest like a koala, babbling something, but it was hard to hear clearly.

"Go...I will definitely go...Yinfeng, don't lie on my feet..."

Feng Xuan's eyes were blurred, and he poured a mouthful of strong liquor into his mouth. He felt a heavy object pressing on his feet. He subconsciously wanted to kick it away, but he couldn't do anything.

"I... hiccup... I didn't... didn't..."

Yin Feng held the wine jar, huddled under the stone table, and kept muttering.

As if he heard Yin Feng's words, Feng Xuan raised his head with great effort, but saw the burly Wu Men pressing one of his thighs, pouring big mouthfuls of wine into his mouth.

"I will... I will definitely break through... to the fourth realm... I will... defeat that... dead monkey..."

Wu Men held Feng Xuan's thigh and used it as a pillow, shouting loudly, and then took out another jar of spiritual wine, broke the mud seal and poured it into his mouth again.

"Yes, beat him, you can't beat him... hiccup... I will help you..."

Bang!

Yin Feng, who was curled up under the stone table, subconsciously raised his head, but suddenly bumped into the stone table, shaking the heavy stone table. Then he fell to the ground unconscious, but a fist-sized bump was visibly swelling on his red forehead.

"You... um... are so weak..."

On the stone table, Feng Xuan's eyes were hazy, looking into the distance, and his consciousness gradually sank into the darkness.