Eight Hundred and Ninety-Six. The Guest Came to Visit, but the Host Disappeared

Lin Hanhua encouraged Yan Zhaoge a lot.

In terms of attitude, he looked at Yan Zhaoge the same way he looked at Yan Di and Fu Ting, there was no difference.

But Yan Zhaoge and Lin Hanhua looked at each other, and everyone had a tacit understanding.

To a certain extent, Lin Hanhua's coming to live in the upper boundary was to fulfill his wish for Emperor Longquan's return to his hometown, not to act as Bi Youtian's spy.

Therefore, Yan Zhaoge guessed that Lin Hanhua might not have much contact with Bi Youtian, both out of confidentiality considerations and because it was unnecessary.

Here, he lived more as a Southeast supreme disciple.

Only when he was forced to leave the Upper Realm like today would he try to notify Bi Youtian.

With Yan Zhaoge, they had no relatives or reasons, and Lin Hanhua had been taking care of them a lot. A large part of the reason was that he had discovered that Yan Zhaoge was also familiar with the Juexian Sword Sutra.

It's just that Lin Hanhua has never been able to ascertain the details of Yan Zhaoge.

However, this time, Yan Zhaoge saw a little more understanding in Lin Hanhua's eyes.

This made Yan Zhaoge's heart move slightly: "He contacted Bi Youtian before, did they tell him anything?"

Thinking of this, the original question came back to mind.

Why did Bi Youtian give him the Immortal Sword Sutra?

I am a fellow practitioner of the Three Purities, which is still a secret to most people, and I rarely fight against the disciples of the Shangqing, so it should be difficult for the other party to see.

Not to mention that I just need a unique knowledge of the Qing Dynasty to hit the realm of seeing the gods and martial arts, and I am caught in the middle of the fairy sword scripture.

In the previous Huangjiahai battle, if Yan Zhaoge hadn't practiced the Immortal Trapping Sword, it would undoubtedly have been much more difficult for his side to win.

Even the outcome is uncertain.

After all, when masters compete, sometimes there is only one line behind.

Sheng Lingzi and Kang Ping, two great sword cultivators who practiced the Time Flowing Light Sword but were restrained by the Trapped Immortal Sword, were more or less unwilling to die.

After all, these two are talents of the heavens. Among the martial saints of Xianqiao, there are two rare ones who can challenge opponents of higher realms.

When I met most of the opponents who were half a level higher or even a level higher, they were a head shorter when they met the Immortal Sword.

Between this plus and minus, the difference is huge.

Yan Zhaoge couldn't help thinking: "Bi Youtian may not know that Sheng Lingzi, Shi Daoren and others have returned, but collecting information about Huang Jiahai and me, it is not difficult to know that the person who has threatened me in recent years is Sheng Lingzi , Gu Zhang, and He Dongcheng are three Immortal Bridge Martial Saints who practice Time Flowing Light Sword."

Of course, Bi Youtian's people somewhat underestimated Yan Zhaoge and Guangcheng Mountain.

But no matter what, Yan Zhaoge was so in vain that he fell into the fairy sword, and the other party obviously helped him.

As for saying that it was to redeem Sun Zhongda, Sun Zhongda himself didn't believe it.

Cheap, Yan Zhaoge has already taken it first.

Whether there is any harm remains to be seen.

But whether it's towards Bi Youtian or Lin Hanhua in front of him, what Yan Zhaoge feels vaguely is more of kindness.

And this made him even more puzzled.

"Weird..." Yan Zhaoge shook his head, doubts abounding in his heart.

Lin Hanhua seemed to sense that Yan Zhaoge was confused.

However, he looked at Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di, just smiled slightly, and didn't say much.

Perhaps he was mentally prepared for this day, so even though he was forced to leave the Upper Realm, Lin Hanhua's mood was very stable.

The southern Yantian Realm's invasion was repelled, and Sheng Lingzi, who had leaked his identity, also died.

Although there is reluctance, there is no regret.

Two days later, Lin Hanhua left Jinting Mountain, escaped from the upper realm, and fled to the void outside the territory, without knowing whereabouts.

Yan Zhaoge and others, together with Mu Jun and his party in Jinting Mountain, watched Lin Hanhua's former leader in the southeast leave at the top of Yingshan Mountain, his own cave.

Although the mood is complicated, a small number of people feel that they have been deceived and feel resentful.

But most of Jin Ting Shan's disciples are still quite reluctant to give up on Lin Hanhua.

Mu Jun insisted on keeping Lin Hanhua's residence in Yingshan, and sent people to clean and take care of it regularly.

And Cao Jie, the Southeast Supreme Venerable who has never shown up, acquiesced in his actions.

Grandma Jian of the southeast and other elders of Jinting Mountain,

All kept silent.

"Miss Fu, let's go on the road too." After seeing off Lin Hanhua and meeting the Southeast Supreme, Yan Zhaoge calmed down and said to Fu Ting.

Fu Ting nodded: "Mr. Yan, head of Yan, please."

After bidding farewell to the Southeast Supreme, and leaving Jinting Mountain, Fu Ting took out a microcapsule.

From the miniature pouch, he took out a large number of treasures and quickly arranged them into a magic circle in the void.

The pattern of the formation doesn't look complicated, but it is quite mysterious and contains a unique artistic conception.

Based on the formation, a simple but magnificent altar was erected.

Fu Ting went up to the altar, with both palms out, standing in front of her with one palm, and slapping the altar with the other.

A beam of light suddenly appeared on the top of the altar, shining towards the sky.

On the sky, a gap was opened by this beam of light, leading to a boundless, seemingly endless space outside the realm.

Yan Zhaoge, father and son Yan Di, along with Fu Ting and other warriors from Miaofei Peak, stepped into the beam of light and went to the outer void through the beam of light.

Guided by the beam of light, everyone's figures seemed to be one with the streamer, traveling through time and space in an instant.

At this moment, time seems to lose its meaning, as if for a moment, and as if for eternity.

When Yan Zhaoge and the others saw the chaos of time and space disappearing and saw the scene again, they saw a place like a magnificent fairyland appearing in front of them.

There is nothing special about this place, except that the entire world is filled with the purest and most primitive yin and yang qi.

The two qi of yin and yang turned into bright and dark, black and white, and they hovered in the void.

Looking from a distance, in the middle of the void, where black and white qi meet, stands a simple and simple palace.

Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di father and son saw each other, they thought to themselves: "That should be Emperor Jin's Little Lihen Dojo."

Fu Ting and others escorted Yan Zhaoge and his son to arrive, and Xiao Lihen's dojo immediately noticed it.

The palace door opened, someone came out, and first saluted Fu Ting: "Uncle Fu."

That was Miao Feifeng's disciple who trained in Xiaolihen Dojo, one generation later than Fu Ting, actually much older.

Fu Ting was also familiar with him, and immediately said: "These two are the head of Yan Diyan from Huangjiahai Guangcheng Mountain in the Southeast Yangtian Realm, and Mr. Yan Zhaoge Yan, who came to the ashram as guests at the invitation of my father. "

The disciple of Miaofei Peak hurriedly greeted Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di, and at the same time greeted those warriors from Miaofei Peak who came with Fu Ting.

But after seeing the ceremony, the other party took a look at Yan Zhaoge and the two, and first quietly transmitted a voice to Fu Ting: "Master Uncle, Master Master is not here at the moment."

Fu Ting was a little surprised: "How could it be? My father ordered me to bring someone here to meet him. Could it be that he has something urgent to return to Kunlun Mountain, the upper realm?"

That Miao Feifeng disciple smiled wryly: "Actually, the master just left not long ago, I don't know the details, but he left a letter for you, the master."

"Settle down the two guests first." Fu Ting frowned slightly: "Where is the book, bring it for me to read." (To be continued.)

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