I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 459: The hero returns

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In the early morning of the next day, many residents of Xixia City gathered outside the gate of Lanlin Medical Hall.

After a few days of operation, the Lanlin Medical Clinic has already become famous in this small town. The price is reasonable, the medical skills are superb, and the good reputation makes all the residents like to go to this medical clinic for treatment when they are sick.

But what they didn't expect was that this medical clinic, which had only been open for a few days, actually closed down!

A piece of red paper was pasted on the gate of the medical hall, with a dozen large characters written on it:

Because the boss and the proprietress are obsessed with cultivating immortals, the medical center is closed indefinitely.

Dear folks, see you again!

The residents were completely dumbfounded when they saw the dozen or so large characters at the door.

After the rest of the medical clinics in Xixia City heard the news, the bosses burst into tears, praising An Lin and Xu Xiaolan for their benevolent doctors, and finally left them a way out.

Facing the morning dew and morning light in Lanlin Courtyard, An Lin rose up from the royal bricks, took Xu Xiaolan, all the pets and four maids, left the ancient city on the plateau, and flew to the Vermillion Bird Sect together.

In a sunless mountains.

On the top of a towering black mountain, a white-haired old man opened his chaotic eyes.

"Three tribulations go through together in a hundred years, and two hearts can cherish each other. The tribulation of life and death, the calamity of parting, the calamity of immortality... I didn't expect them to go through this calamity so soon..."

The old man took out a horoscope, recalled the fortune-telling scene that day, and smiled slightly.

"Forget it, let's not bother them anymore, I hope the little master can have a happy ending..."

The Vermilion Bird Sect experienced a world-shattering battle. More than a thousand disciples and two elders died. They also lost the sect's most precious Vermilion Bird Sacred Flame, which can be said to be a serious injury.

Some disciples were sunk in the grief of losing their relatives and friends.

There are also many disciples who feel deeply unwilling because of their own incompetence, and are working hard to cultivate.

At this time, the Vermillion Bird Sect, although there are many motivated people, is inexplicably lacking in vitality.

Mo Hai was also cultivating hard. Countless fires burned his body, making him wander between pleasure and pain.

He is currently cultivating very hard, only hoping to break through to the Void Return Stage earlier, gain the power to break into the Holy City, and avenge those brothers who died at the hands of Xue Nu!

However, at this moment, Mo Hai's sound transmission talisman suddenly lit up...

Ji Yongfang came to a high hill, on which there was a tombstone he had erected for Xu Xiaolan alone.

"Hey, junior sister, why do you want to go with that person? If you choose a steady and down-to-earth man like me, then this kind of tragedy will not happen. Why don't you understand... The more evil people are, the more evil they are. The easier it is to fall in danger! Only a stable and outstanding man like me can survive to the end in the cruel world of cultivating immortals... "

Ji Yongfang put the white chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone and sighed softly.

Let his feelings go away with this sigh.

Then, his sound transmission talisman suddenly lit up.

"Hey, Junior Brother Zhao, what's the matter?"

"Senior Brother Ji, An Lin and Xu Xiaolan are going back to the Vermillion Bird Sect!"

"How is it possible! Didn't they already die in the Frozen Holy Land? If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense!"

"I didn't lie to you, because it was An Lin who contacted Mo Hai himself with the sound transmission talisman. I heard that he would bring back the Vermilion Bird Sacred Fire together with the fire gathering plate. Now the whole sect is boiling! He is the hero of our sect! !"

When Ji Yongfang heard this, he shook his body slightly, and silently hung up the sound transmission talisman.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and he felt even more dazzling when he looked at the "Xu Xiaolan's Tomb".

"It's not true. Why did they bring back the Suzaku sacred fire? It's only in the stage of transformation, but can they really be so evil? This is not true..."

Boom!

He smashed Xu Xiaolan's tombstone into powder with one palm, and left with a very lonely expression.

At the main gate of the Vermillion Bird Sect, tens of thousands of disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect looked at the distant sky with fiery eyes.

All the disciples were wearing red robes. From a distance, they looked like flames burning all over the sect, full of enthusiasm and infinite vitality.

At the forefront of the team were dozens of elders, as well as the Supreme Elder Situ Feng.

Situ Feng could have used space means to directly pick up An Lin and Xu Xiaolan who were thousands of miles away.

But he didn't ask An Lin's location, he didn't do that.

They just waited quietly at the door, waiting for the Zhuque flame to come home, waiting for the heroes of the Zhuque sect to come home!

In the distance, a black brick suddenly appeared.

At this moment, extremely warm cheers erupted from the sacred tree of the Vermillion Bird Sect.

An Lin hadn't seen many people before, but he was shocked by the earth-shattering cheers.

When he flew closer, he saw a dense crowd, tens of thousands of people in red clothes standing at the gate to welcome him, and he almost fell off the flying bricks in fright.

what's the situation? Didn't I just tell Mo Hai that I'm going back to the Vermilion Bird Sect and tell him to prepare to welcome me

What kind of trouble is this scene where the whole sect is dispatched? !

The cheers went up to the sky, and many disciples of the sect, seeing the fire gathering plate in An Lin's hand, even had red eyes and sobbed softly. If you are not a member of the Vermillion Bird Sect, it is difficult to empathize with the feeling of regaining the lost and regaining the dignity of the sect.

"Welcome home!"

I don't know if I yelled.

Afterwards, the words "Welcome home" were shouted by tens of thousands of people, and the sincere and enthusiastic voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, which moved both An Lin and Xu Xiaolan.

An Lin didn't have any concept of Zongmen before, but when he felt the real emotion of tens of thousands of people erupting together, he somewhat understood the meaning of Zongmen.

Zongmen is not only a ladder for cultivation, not only a place for growth...

It is also a harbor on the way of cultivating Taoism, and it is the home of a monk who is struggling to find Taoism!

Looking at those faces with red eyes and excited faces, An Lin suddenly fell in love with this sect, and fell in love with this sect composed of countless people with the most affectionate nature.

He landed in front of the Supreme Elder Situ Feng, handed the fire gathering plate to Situ Feng's hand, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Situ Feng looked at An Lin and Xu Xiaolan, with a smile on his face: "You are all the pride of the Vermillion Bird Sect, welcome home! We will talk about the rewards, go and rest first."

Tens of thousands of people consciously gave way.

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan walked side by side on this road, receiving those blazing and reverent gazes.

Suddenly, An Lin took Xu Xiaolan's weak and boneless little hand, raised his head and raised his chest.

Xu Xiaolan glanced at An Lin reproachfully, a blush appeared on her white and pretty face, she didn't expect An Lin to be so bold, but she still obeyed him.

Tens of thousands of sect disciples burst into exclamations, followed by the kind and gossiping smiles of countless people.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yongfang was heartbroken.

At this moment, someone applauded.

In an instant, countless people applauded, and the applause was earth-shattering.

Even Ji Yongfang was affected by the atmosphere and couldn't help clapping along.

Mo Hai gave An Lin a thumbs up.

Lan Yan screamed at Xu Xiaolan excitedly.

Yang Yuan secretly sent a voice transmission to An Lin, discussing the wedding in three years, or it could be held together with An Lin.

This moment is not only the carnival moment of Suzaku Sect, but also a wonderful moment for An Lin and Xu Xiaolan.

On this day, the Suzaku Sacred Flame returned to the Suzaku Sect.

On this day, the Suzaku Sect was as red as fire, wearing red makeup.

When An Lin and Xu Xiaolan returned to the Vermillion Bird Sect, the shocking welcome ceremony was deeply engraved in their hearts and became an unforgettable memory.

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