"Yeah, I get it, hehe!" Mei Xin chuckled and nodded.
Long Xiangtian put his hand on Mei Xin's shoulder and said softly, "Let's go to the deck. I haven't had some fresh air for a long time."
Mei Xin looked at his beard and couldn't help but burst into laughter. She said while shaking her head, "Can you cut your beard? It looks so old, haha."
"Oh, yes, why do I have such a long beard?" Long Xiangtian shook his head in confusion, and waved his hand. Seeing an extremely terrifying sharp edge passing through the junction of his chin and beard, he immediately cut it off on the spot. Looking at the beard falling to the ground, Long Xiangtian nodded, chuckled, and stretched out his hand to collect it. Now at his level, the things that grow are all natural treasures, so it is better to keep them. When the time comes, if there is any junior who performs well, he will give him a beard. Although it looks like Han Chan, his beard is enough even for refining tools.
"Okay, let's go. When the time comes, we still have to prepare the things the child will need, clothes, and a small quilt, plus some things that are good for him. I don't want him to lose at the starting line." Mei Xin stretched out her hand and took Long Xiangtian's, chuckled and said.
"Yes, that's for sure. I'll be ready when the time comes." Long Xiangtian chuckled and nodded, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then walked straight along the road and left here without any stop. After a while, he walked a long distance and followed Mei Xin to the deck. Looking at Yun Niang and Xiao Chi Chi, he couldn't help but chuckled as he looked at them and said softly, "Long time no see. I wonder how long I have been in seclusion?"
"The total period of seclusion was four years, which is not too long!" Zhan Tian, who was standing not far away with a pot of wine in his hand, said with a chuckle.
"Well, okay, Master, tell me about the situation in the Sun Shooting Palace so that I can be prepared for it." Standing on the deck, basking in the warm sunshine, stretching out his hand to smooth his clothes, Long Xiangtian smiled faintly and looked at Zhan Tian and said softly.
"The highest level of cultivation in the Sun Shooting Palace should only be around the fifth or sixth level of the Soul Tempering Realm. By then, all the high-ranking officials, except those who still recognize me, will be killed." When Zhan Tian said this with a chuckle, Long Xiangtian looked at Zhan Tian in confusion and asked, "Master, they are only at the fifth or sixth level of the Soul Tempering Realm, how can they be so powerful?"
After hearing this, Zhan Tian naturally knew what Long Xiangtian was asking. How weak was his cultivation to be killed by such a person? However, Zhan Tian did not deny anything. He smiled bitterly and said, "At first, my mind was all on studying how to achieve the ultimate skill, so I fell behind in cultivation, which is why this happened."
After listening to what Zhan Tian said, Long Xiangtian nodded lightly, and he understood. And now looking at Zhan Tian's appearance, it is obvious that he is practicing the Heaven-Devouring Tyrant Qi. Otherwise, how could he not sense this familiar breath
Looking at Zhan Tian's cultivation, he had reached the Guixuan realm. Although he was very fragile, after all, it was he who passed this technique to him. So, after all, he had the grace of teaching him. No matter what, he still needed to respect him.
Without saying anything else, he turned around and walked directly along the road to a chair not far away. He chuckled and said, "Let's come over and take a rest, eat something later, and then we'll prepare to go to the Sun Shooting Palace."
"Yeah!" Everyone nodded in agreement and started to busy themselves with their own things.
Long Xiangtian was bored, so he took a pot of wine and drank it, watching the setting sun slowly set in the sky and the sky gradually darken. Then he went to have dinner with Mei Xin and the others.
Time passed by bit by bit, and after nearly two days, we successfully arrived at the island of the Sun-Shooting Palace.
Long Xiangtian looked at the architectural style of this island, which was completely different from that of the Huoxin Palace. It was a very simple and ancient style. Thatched houses were located on the wilderness, and they looked just like the residences of primitive people.
Without thinking, they followed Zhan Tian, Long Xiangtian, Yun Niang, and Xiao Chi Chi to the center of the island. Looking at the buildings, Zhan Tian couldn't help but chuckle with tears in his eyes and said with a sob, "I'm finally back."
"Okay, next, we have to deal with the people here." Long Xiangtian said with a chuckle, threw the wine jug in his hand on the ground not far away, and waited quietly for Zhantian's arrangements.
"Sun Shooting Palace Master, Deputy Palace Master, Great Elder, and Tenth Elder, all of you, come out! I, Zhan Tian, am back!" Domineering words instantly mixed in with the rolling sound waves, impacting all directions of the island.
Long Xiangtian, wearing a white robe and a long sword on his waist, stood quietly and waited. This time, he acted as a thug but did not ask for any reward. It was just because he was helping Zhan Tian, and that was enough.
Time passed slowly, about half an incense stick of time, and in the whistling sound, a group of monks flew over from the distant horizon, all of them looked aggressive. One of them roared and cursed: "You bastard, you dare to come back here, wait and see how I kill you and completely consolidate my position!"
Zhan Tian couldn't help but chuckle, stretched out his hand and patted Long Xiangtian on the shoulder, took a deep breath, sighed and said: "Go, kill them all!"
"Well, okay, no one will be left alive?" Long Xiangtian asked doubtfully.
"No need. After all, there are still others who haven't come yet. You can sense it." Zhan Tian leaned against the wall beside him, holding the wine that Long Xiangtian gave him in his hand, drinking it mouthful by mouthful, tears welling up in his eyes. He watched Long Xiangtian step forward and walk out, bursting out his aura, glaring at him and saying, "You all, today, are considered dead. If you have any last words, hurry up and say them, although I won't listen!"
"You little brat, you dare to speak so arrogantly? You really don't know how to write the word death. Today, let me, your ancestor, teach you what death is!" The current master of the Shooting Sun Palace, who almost killed Zhan Tian with his own hands, shouted coldly, and the flying seals in his hands formed into streams of light and rushed towards Long Xiangtian.