The disciple's speed was too fast, because he jumped off the magic weapon directly without slowing down, and his body followed the inertia and slammed into the wall on Su Jinge's side. When he saw www.biquge.info fair-skinned and delicate face about to hit the wall, a soft spiritual power formed an invisible screen in front of him. Then a spiritual power supported itself, and finally avoided the fate of him slamming on the wall and falling to the ground.

Maybe he was too excited, or maybe his heart wasn't focused on stabilizing his body at all. After the spiritual power was withdrawn, the disciple's feet danced and intertwined, and finally made intimate contact between his butt and the white stone slab under his feet. A few hailstones were smashed out by the force of his fall.

Su Jinge looked inexplicably cold.

The disciple didn't feel the pain at all, and he didn't care about saluting and thanking him, waving his arms with a bright face, "The head of the true monarch...... is back!" It's back! ”

Didn't she come back more than sixty years ago?! Su Jinge looked inexplicable, and suddenly froze when he was about to speak.

It's just protecting the spiritual field, how can it be worthy of the joy and cheers of all the cultivators?

Will it be .......

Thinking of that possibility, Su Jinge's heart fluttered, and every time he felt like he was about to hit his throat and jump out of his cavity.

With the cheers that filled the entire Dongyao, countless cultivators were converging towards the Fuguang Sect. She had thought that it was the disciple she had just sent out, but when she felt it so carefully, the number was obviously doubled. Even if the cultivators of the entire Wangxian City were gathered, they would not be able to gather so many people. What's more, there are still so many breaths of Jindan Monk and Yuanying Monk among them.

Yes, it must be!

Su Jinge's face suddenly appeared brilliant, but the person still stood in place.

The head of the sect, Zhenjun, was smirking, and the disciples of Zhuji who were still sitting in a hail on the ground were also giggling. As if he had found the same kind, the disciple danced and said, "Before the disciple and the others could reach the bottom of the mountain, the hail came down. There were not many cultivators in the farmland under the mountain, just when the disciples thought they were going to humiliate their mission. Suddenly, a large number of monks appeared and protected the farmland.

The disciples thought that the monks in Wangxian City had rushed to help. But I didn't expect that there were more and more people, as if they appeared out of thin air.

Then, then the disciple met Senior Brother Lingyue! Also, there are Uncle Feng and Senior Sister Tilting Moon、......。 In the end, the last few True Monarchs also appeared.

Come back, head Zhenjun, come back ....... ”

The disciple laughed as he spoke. The sun had completely shaken off the clouds, and a large expanse of sunlight spread freely and brilliantly over the earth. The wind blew, and the water and jade halos all over the ground flickered slightly, as if in response to the joyful laughter.

The hustle and bustle of excitement grew closer and closer, and the noise died away as the cave in the barrier of the mountain protection was opened.

Su Jinge finally came back to his senses, and flew towards the Heroic Spirit Tomb like a wind of force.

On the large square of Taiyi Peak, when the Zhuji disciple saw Su Jinge flying away, he suddenly remembered that he immediately turned his head and flew back to Fuguang the moment he realized that he had returned from the same sect. When he returned, the hail was still falling fiercely. At this moment, he should still be the first to know the news.

The disciple got up with a grunt, ready to report to his fellow disciples who were guarding the door. It was only when I stood up that I realized that some indescribable parts of my body were extraordinarily ...... Sour.

He looked down at the hail that was spreading all over the ground. He gritted his teeth and inhaled hard.

At this moment, there was silence in front of Taiyi Peak, only the sound of clothes rubbing during worship. The white-clothed Fuguang disciples were neatly arranged in the east and west directions of the stone stele, and there was no end in sight.

Su Jinge silently integrated into the queue. Qingwei Zhenjun and Tianying Zhenjun, who followed closely, also stood silently in it.

After the worship, the monks left the place silently. The water generally flows to all corners of the Dongyao Mountains.

Several Yuanying Zhenjun and Kaiyang Zhenren saluted the stele again, and then walked to the apse of Taiyi Peak together.

Leaving the Heroic Tomb of the Heroes, Xuanhe Zhenjun took the lead to say goodbye to Tianying Zhenjun. Several true monarchs talked to each other, but Chonghua Zhenjun was silent, and only returned the salute when Qingwei Zhenjun saluted. After the silence of the one.

When he arrived at the Heroic Tomb just now, Su Jinge discovered the difference between Chonghua Zhenjun.

The master is still the master, and he is the only one in the world with a beautiful appearance. There was a little more red mark on the center of his eyebrows, but it did not affect his peerless appearance at all. But the look on his face was unfamiliar.

Although the robes of the Fuguang Sect are almost the same from Yuan Ying to Qi Lian, from elite disciples to beginner disciples. However, several Yuanying Zhenjun and Kaiyang Zhenjun still recognized at a glance that the Taoist robe system on Su Jinge's body was unique to the head of Fuguang.

With the Yuanying Monk as the head of the faction, either the disciple cultivates to the great progress, the Yuanying Monk can grasp it greatly, or someone breaks through the body; Or, like the Hundred Flowers Gate, a Yuanying monk is needed to subdue the inside and outside.

The likelihood of the former is negligible. In addition to the people who had just returned from Dongyao Mountain, there was only the breath of the three Yuanying monks.

Has the Fuguang faction had such a hard time these years?

Xuanhe Zhenjun couldn't say anything, and asked before he could reach the apse of Taiyi Peak. Qingwei Zhenjun shook his head with a smile, and explained the reason as he walked.

When he arrived in front of the door of the apse, Su Jinge didn't notice the door frame under his feet because he had been looking at Chonghua Zhenjun. Only a "thump" was heard, followed by a faint cracking sound.

Everyone's eyes were on Su Jinge's feet. It was only more than 60 years after the wooden door frame was hung with color.

Chonghua Zhenjun turned around, rubbed the top of Su Jinge's hair and didn't speak, only smiled and turned around and entered the hall.

Qingwei Zhenjun retracted his gaze and continued: "After that, I should have selected a suitable candidate quickly, but no one in these families was willing to give up. originally thought that after Zhifei recovered from his injury, he would be temporarily appointed. didn't know what the Han family was for, and dragged the Wang family, the Lin family, and the Bai family to obstruct it together. It has made the situation even more chaotic than before. simply continued to work hard for the younger sister of Mingxin. ”

Ning Xin Zhenjun said: "Isn't that beloved disciple of Senior Brother Xuanhe just right?" ”

Chu Yingluo?! Are you kidding?

Qingwei Zhenjun and Tianying Zhenjun set their sights on Ning Xin Zhenjun together.

Tianying Zhenjun seemed to be about to say something, but the words came to his lips but he swallowed them back for some reason.

Qingwei Zhenjun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Shui Rou's temperament is the most suitable and happy way to break the chaos of these families." It's just that everything in Dongyao was being reorganized at that time, and it really needed a powerful head to subdue the inside and outside. ”

After that, Qingwei Zhenjun turned to talk about those genius earth treasures.

Su Jinge saw that Chonghua Zhenjun had a familiar smile on his face again, and after entering the hall, his every move was the same as before, as if it was just her illusion. After standing outside the door for a moment, he also walked in.

Still outside the door, Kaiyang Zhenren looked at Su Jinge, who was doing nothing, and then looked at a few true monarchs who were listening intently to the details of Qingwei Zhenjun's narration, and finally looked at the incomparably precious Tongxian Wood in front of him, only to feel a burst of toothache.

Looking at this quality, at least it is also the best grade. Looking at the tracelessness of this body, it must be made of a whole Tongxian wood, which must take thousands of years to grow so thick.

Kaiyang Zhenren's teeth stopped hurting, and his heart began to hurt.

After Qingwei Zhenjun recounted the reasons for several major events, Su Jinge picked up some important affairs and briefly described them. There was silence in the apse, and just when she thought she was going to announce the end of the meeting and reunite with each of the peaks, Xuan and Zhenjun spoke.

"Where is Senior Sister Mingxin's spirit beast?"

Su Jinge didn't know why Xuanhe Zhenjun suddenly asked this, and he was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly sank, and said: "There are four spirit beasts in Mingxin, and one golden crow beast is now cultivating on Baiguo Peak. There is also a strange turtle and a weasel, which stayed at Baiguo Peak before going to the Western Wilderness Station.

Mu Feng Zhenren once wrote a letter to me, saying that when the big array was formed that day, the injured disciples and spirit beasts were sent away together.

Mingxin didn't sense that something happened to them, so wasn't they taken away that day? ”

So where did they go?

Xuanhe Zhenjun patted his head and laughed: "It's Benjun who asked clearly." Senior Sister Mingxin, rest assured, your master has your two spirit beasts with you. Benjun wanted to ask the little cyan donkey. ”

Su Jinge breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiaoqing? - When he was in the other world before, he couldn't use his spiritual power, so he entrusted Xiaoqing to the care of a friend. ”