Boom!
Before your eyes is a vast and mysterious land.
Sacred mountains lie dormant above the earth, like ancient ferocious beasts, emitting an ancient and vast aura. Towering ancient trees stand on the mountains, and old vines and precious medicines are everywhere, flowing with crystal light. There are thousands of auspicious auras and myriad divine lights, as if it were an ancient mythological era.
There are hundreds of those sacred mountains, occupying an area of tens of thousands of miles, making this land look extremely extraordinary.
In the very center, there are nine ancient sacred mountains that are ten thousand feet high floating. Each of them is shrouded in mysterious light, and there are powerful formation fluctuations, emitting bursts of heart-pounding aura.
"War Temple, I'm back!"
Ling Xiao stared at the mysterious land in front of him, his face full of emotion.
He originally thought that it would take a long time to return to the Temple of War God, but he did not expect that the area where he and Zhao Ritian landed was the Shangqing Realm, not far from the Temple of War God.
So, it only took him a few days to return to the Temple of War God.
Looking at the gate of the Temple of War God in front of him, Ling Xiao felt infinite emotion in his heart. Although he had only been away for a few years, he felt as if he had been away for millions of years.
"I don't know how Senior Brother Liu Wenzheng and the others are doing?"
There was a hint of anticipation in Ling Xiao's eyes.
When Ling Xiao left the Temple of War God, Liu Wen Zheng was practicing with Bai Su Su, Hu Zi, Long Ma and others. Chongxu Chong and his two senior brothers were not in the Temple of War God. This time Ling Xiao brought back the Shengsheng Zaohua Pill, hoping to completely heal their injuries.
At the gate of the Temple of War God, there are several young disciples in black armor guarding it. Each of them has a powerful aura and they are all powerful men in the realm of Semi-Saint.
"You are... Long... Long Aotian?!"
After they saw Ling Xiao, they couldn't help but shudder all over, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
"Why? Are you surprised to see me?"
Ling Xiao asked calmly.
His identity in the War God Temple is the Lord of the War Temple. He has a high status, second only to the supreme elders and the Lord of War. Even the Saint Nishang has to call him Uncle Master when she sees him.
So the disciples couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat, and quickly said, "No! Uncle Long... Uncle Long, we just didn't expect you to come back now!"
A young disciple who looked like a third-turn half-saint hesitated for a moment, then said, "Uncle Long, you'd better not return to the sect. Go out and avoid the limelight first! The people from the Tianzhu Sect and the Hua Clan are here. They are here to call you to task and are looking for trouble with you by name!"
"Hmm? The Tianzhu Sect and the Hua Clan?"
There was a gleam of brilliance in Ling Xiao's eyes. The Tianzhu Sect was also one of the Twelve Immortal Holy Places, but it was in collusion with the Five Elements Holy Sect and the Space-Time Heavenly Gate, and had a bad relationship with the War God Temple. As for the Hua Clan, he had also heard from Pangu Tiangang that they were the descendants of the Nine Emperors, the true imperial clan!
Although the imperial family lives in seclusion and aloof from the world, their foundation is extremely profound, not inferior to the Twelve Immortal Holy Places, and even slightly better.
Why did the Tianzhu Sect and the Hua Clan come to him to question him? Could it be because of Ji Feixuan's matter
Ling Xiao thought secretly in his heart that only the supreme imperial weapon, the Zhoutian Life and Death Mirror, on Ji Feixuan's body could make the Immortal Holy Land and the Imperial Clan care so much about it.
However, when the Tianzhu Sect and the Hua Clan came to demand an explanation, did the Lord God of War simply ignore it
As if seeing the doubt in Ling Xiao's mind, the young disciple explained in a low voice: "Uncle Long, the God of War is in seclusion! Now the Lord of the Thunder Palace, Lei Xuansha, is temporarily in charge of the sect's affairs!"
"Lei Qianjue's brother Lei Xuansha?"
Ling Xiao understood in his heart that both Lei Qianjue and Lei Xuansha had shown ill will towards him. At the moment, Lei Xuansha was temporarily in charge of the sect affairs. Although it was impossible for him to blatantly indulge the Tianzhu Sect and the Hua Clan, it was not a problem for him to use some small tricks in secret. It was conceivable that the War Hall was probably not having an easy time now.
"What's your name? Thanks!"
Ling Xiao nodded towards the young disciple.
"My name is Fang Lin, Uncle Long, you'd better leave!"
Fang Lin smiled bitterly.
Snapped!
At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a long black whip flew out from a distance, instantly hitting Fang Lin's face. Ling Xiao's eyes turned cold, he could feel the terrifying power contained in the long whip, which was definitely not something Fang Lin could resist. If he was really hit, he would probably end up with his skin torn apart in an instant.
Ling Xiao stretched out two crystal clear fingers and instantly clamped the black whip. No matter how hard the owner of the whip tried, he could not pull the whip back.
"Who are you? How dare you casually beat up the disciples of my War God Temple?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely cold as he stared at several figures approaching from a distance.
They were three young men with extraordinary auras, a young man and woman in dark green Taoist robes, following a young man in white clothes, and walking slowly towards them.
The young man in white has a handsome face, eyes like bright stars, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his hands behind his back. He has a kind of arrogance and indifference that looks down on the world.
His cultivation had already reached the level of the sixth-level semi-saint, and his aura was extremely powerful.
The young man and woman in dark green Taoist robes were both five-turn half-saints. The man was handsome and the woman was pretty. The pretty woman was holding a long black whip in her hand. Her face had turned red, but she still had no way to pull the whip back.
"Let go! If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!"
The pretty girl stared at Ling Xiao and said in a very sharp voice, with a condescending attitude, and her thin lips seemed a little harsh.
"We should be the ones asking who you are. Anyone who dares to insult our Tianzhu Sect and the Hua Clan should be killed!"
The man in green robe said calmly, his eyes like a blade falling on Ling Xiao.
"Who am I? Hahaha... Haven't you been looking for me? Great, the Tianzhu Sect and the Hua Clan are causing trouble in my War God Temple. Could it be that all the people in the War God Temple are dead? Does Lei Xuansha want to betray the War God Temple?"
Ling Xiao laughed angrily, his eyes full of coldness.
These three people from the Tianzhu Sect and the Hua Clan actually dared to act so rampantly in the Temple of the God of War, and yet no one has stopped them. This is like allowing robbers to do whatever they want in their own home. It is simply unbearable.
Ling Xiao was extremely angry and was filled with dissatisfaction towards Lei Xuansha.
After hearing Ling Xiao's words, the disciples guarding the mountain gate all showed expressions of both frustration and shame.
"You are... Long Aotian?!"
The young man in white, who had been silent, seemed to have thought of something and his eyes lit up. He stared at Ling Xiao and spoke with interest.
(End of this chapter)