There are several small islands connected by a long stone bridge behind him. I don't know when it will no longer be an isolated island, but a place surrounded by five small islands.
"This is the Falling Clouds Holy Land?"
Nan Lingzi looked left and right curiously. It looked like a paradise, not at all lonely and decadent.
"It's really changed a lot," Li Heng noticed. There were people in front of the line and the line was very long. "Why are there so many people?"
"Are they all kids?"
Nan Lingzi stood on tiptoe and became even more curious.
"Everyone, line up, don’t be messy," a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl walked out from the front of the line with a serious face looking very serious. "Senior Sister Mengyao is coming soon. Please wait patiently. If you find out Anyone who talks or reads nonsense will be sent back directly."
"Yes."
The team is full of seven-eight-nine-year-old children, and it looks like there are even younger children in front of them, and they all responded.
"Not bad," Nan Lingzi swaggered over. "When the East Palace recruits new people every year, those children are much more naughty than them. If there is no brother from the Proverbs Hall shaking, it can cause trouble."
"Huh?" He said as he reacted, "Boss, isn't this the Luoxia Holy Land recruiting new people?"
Li Heng looked at the children who were queuing up, and they looked pretty good, and they had a few good aptitudes. He didn't expect that there were still many good seedlings in Zhanzhou in the south.
"Xiaoqing, are they all here?"
As he was talking, Lin Mengyao walked out of the side hall next to him and glanced at the team.
"Sister Lin."
Li Heng looked at Lin Mengyao, his heart warmed, and he smiled and walked over.
Lin Mengyao looked at Li Heng in surprise, was stunned for a while, and said, "Why are you back? I'm not dreaming, am I?"
"Senior Sister missed me, right?" Li Heng naturally put his arms around her shoulders and smiled: "I haven't seen you for so long, Sister is still beautiful."
"Are you really back?!" Lin Mengyao's smile widened slowly, "Have you finished participating in the Intercontinental Grand Tournament? Oh, yes, Xiaoqing, go and inform the Lord that our son is back!"
"Son?"
Xiaoqing stared at Li Heng blankly, and ran away after regaining consciousness.
"Sister, we have changed a lot here," Li Heng looked around. Not only did the place become bigger, but there were also more buildings. The square was full of white jade. "It costs a lot of money, right?"
"No, this is all from someone else," Lin Mengyao had already noticed Mo and shoved Li Heng's arm away embarrassedly, "This is all left behind by the Holy Master who has shied away many times.
Li Heng smiled and said, "Sister, guess what?"
"Go! Why is it still not in shape?!"
Lin Mengyao screamed and looked at Mo involuntarily. In fact, she had already guessed it, but she was embarrassed to ask.
Recruitment was interrupted, Lin Mengyao arranged for the children to rest temporarily, and took Li Heng to find the Holy Lord.
"You haven't come back for so long," Lin Mengyao introduced the buildings on both sides as he walked. "These are the dormitories for disciples. Now we have more than 1,500 disciples. People are coming one after another, so they won't be enough to live in right away."
"so many people?"
"How people are?" Lin Mengyao looked at him and smiled, "They are all here for you. The prestige of the Saint Child of the Fallen Sacred Land has spread throughout the four continents."
When the Holy Lord heard that the Son was back, he was surprised and delighted, and hurried out. He just walked to the door and saw a group of people walking toward this side from a distance.
She saw Li Heng behind Lin Mengyao at a glance. She hadn't seen him for several years, and suddenly she couldn't recognize it.
Jinxian Sixth Heaven...
Li Heng saw the Holy Lord, his smile deepened, took a few steps, clasped his fists and said, "Holy Lord, I'm back."
"Okay, okay, just come back." The Holy Lord's voice was very calm, but his eyes were uncontrollable excitement.
Entering the yard, the Holy Lord suddenly stepped into the house, and when he came out, the corners of his eyes were faintly red, and there was no change in his expression.
The few people assumed that nothing happened, and they laughed and greeted, Nan Lingzi was even more familiar with the Holy Lord to take the initiative to talk, chatting affectionately.
Lin Mengyao pulled Li Heng aside and whispered: "The Holy Lord has been looking forward to your return. Please stay with her more here."
As soon as Li Heng sat back, he heard Nan Lingzi telling the story of the ancient battlefield. Mo echoed softly by the side, and the Holy Master listened very seriously.
Time passed quickly, and it was noon in a blink of an eye. Nan Lingzi smacked his lips still intently, and said: "Holy Lord, you don't know, if it wasn't for the boss to make the move, we will definitely be over, and we won't be able to accompany the boss to see you in the future. "
"Really? You are welcome to come often in the future. This is Li Heng's home, and this is your home."
The eyes of the Holy Lord are very bright, emitting a soft light.
Li Heng looked at the Holy Master thoughtfully, what he thought of, and intentionally or unconsciously asked: "Holy Master, where is my master?"
"Huh? She is in retreat."
The Holy Lord did not look at Li Heng and replied.
Li Heng didn't ask further, and said with a smile: "My master is in retreat, and my mother is gone. Does the Holy Lord feel bored? Or, I won't go and stay with you?!"
"You are wrong about that," the holy master raised his hand and nodded him, and said, "I don't know how busy I am now. There are so many disciples outside who want to cultivate, and there is no time to grow vegetables."
"Holy Lord, the food is ready," Lin Mengyao entered the door, "I will let Xiaoqing take a few people over."
The holy lord smiled and got up, "Look at me, forget the time when you are happy, you guys will go there first, Li Heng, please entertain the distinguished guests, and I will change my clothes and go right away."
"… it is good."
Li Heng responded.
Lin Mengyao sent them out the door and turned back. Li Heng gave Nan Lingzi a wink, and he returned to the courtyard of the Holy Lord without realizing it.
The Holy Lord is no longer in the courtyard. Li Heng heard a voice in the house and walked quietly over, "Meng Yao, he is already the sixth heaven of the Golden Immortal, and I can finally rest assured."
"Holy Lord, you must not say that," Lin Mengyao said in a low voice, "Your body will definitely get better, the master sisters have already gone out, and they will definitely be able to find the black spar."
"Ahem, it's useless to find it," the holy lord's voice suddenly became weak, "I am now at the end of the crossbow, and I can't hold on for long. I thought I would never see Li Heng in this life. He came back and I felt at ease. "
"Holy Lord..."
"Stupid boy, what are you crying? I am very happy. Now the Falling Clouds Holy Land is no longer for everyone to deceive. You must listen to Li Heng in the future. He will definitely protect you."
"Holy Lord, shall we tell him? Li Heng must have a way!"
"No, I can't bother him. The most important thing for him now is his cultivation, and he can't be distracted by me."
"However, Senior Saint's soul body is damaged and has been sleeping, this is not a solution?"
"Wait, the purple-clothed saint master is coming back soon," the saint master said strenuously: "After she comes back, there must be a way."