When Li Heng returned to the small courtyard, the sky was faintly white. Mo heard the sound and immediately looked at the door.
"Why get up so early?"
When Li Heng saw Mo, he walked over with a smile, and naturally took her into his arms.
Mo buried in Li Heng's arms and took a deep breath, without noticing it, his voice was trembling slightly, "Where have you been?"
"What?" Li Heng lifted Mo's chin, and the soft and greasy skin of the tentacles slammed into his heart like a hook, "Huh? Afraid that I would run away?"
"..."
Ink-moist eyes flashed with crystal light, there were a thousand words in my heart but I didn't know how to say it, emotions surged in my heart, and I slowly closed my eyes.
"Big brother, is this kid really the son of Heavenly Spirit Holy Land?"
Nan Lingzi circled the young man who was tied up by the big five flowers a few times. No matter how you looked at it, you could tell that this was actually the famous Heavenly Spirit Holy Land Saint Child.
Li Heng said: "The cultivation base is really not high, do you see anything?"
Nan Lingzi's heart moved slightly, and Li Heng was so calm, indicating that he was not a pretender, so why is the Holy Land Saint Child only in the realm of immortality
He subconsciously looked at Li Heng, who are also the Holy Son of Holy Land, the unreasonable Luoxia Holy Land Holy Land was cultivated to the sky, but the powerful Heavenly Spirit Holy Land is a waste saint child
"Does your master have any news?"
Li Heng didn't explain, but changed the subject lightly.
Nan Lingzi smiled bitterly when he heard the words: "The news came early this morning and it is ready, but..."
"Does anyone in the Eastern Palace disagree?"
Li Heng's tone was affirmative, as if he had already expected it.
Nan Lingzi said vaguely: "Ah, my master has been ignoring the internal affairs of the sect for a long time. Suddenly he wants to accept disciples and hold a closing ceremony. The time is still a bit hasty."
"It's too late to make a big deal," Li Heng said calmly: "Even if there is no closing ceremony, no one dares to question the identity of the predecessors."
"Big Brother said that."
Nan Lingzi looked down with a complicated expression.
The Son of Heavenly Spirit Holy Land was thrown into the black pot by Li Heng and taken into his body. The group left the county town and drove to the Eastern Palace in a carriage.
Nan Lingzi was a little worried along the way. He was aware of it, but he remained silent until the carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain. He handed the whip to Nan Lingzi and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, don't worry, the son and the sage don’t Will make you embarrassed."
Nan Lingzi was stunned, staring blankly at Mingjue's deserted face, but a warm current surged in her heart.
Thousands of inner disciples lined up neatly in the East Palace, Hall of Supreme Harmony, and the square in front of the palace.
On the high platform in front of the hall, the venerables of the seven main lines of the Eastern Palace seated silently, with a cold expression.
Nan Lingzi's master was the only smiling face among the group, his eyes squinted, staring into the distance eagerly.
When Li Heng appeared, the eight people on the stage looked to this side at the same time, and they all fixed themselves on Li Heng's body.
The Lord yelled in excitement, "Aha! My good disciple is here!"
In the first seat of the Eastern Palace, the Holy Venerable Jingyun retracted his gaze and looked at his senior, sighing helplessly, "Brother, since people are here, let's start."
"Good, good! Nephew Changhe, hurry up!"
"Wait!"
A low voice interrupted the Lord.
The Lord's face sank, and he stared at the opposite person angrily, "Huashan, what do you want to do?"
Sovereign Yai Shan shook his clothes calmly, and said: "Naturally, I have to confirm my identity, brother, this is the closing of the mountain and accepting disciples, how can I be negligent?"
"Huh, what can I confirm?" The Lord stared at him coldly, "Don't you think I'm so dim-eyed that I don't even know my apprentice?"
Li Heng raised his head and looked at the high platform. The Holy Venerable’s voice was heard clearly, and he proudly said in a loud voice: "Senior Holy Venerable, but do you want to confirm Mo's identity? That's the one who comes, no need to be angry."
"... Okay," the Lord hesitated for a moment, and said: "First, this is the most important event of the brother's line of sealing the mountain. I beg you to come forward to confirm your identity, okay?"
"Willing to serve the senior brother."
The first seat smiled slightly, got up and walked to the front of the stage, looking down.