Chapter Thirty-Six: Departure to Hometown!

Wang Jian invited Kuayang Daoist as a guest under the pretext of taking him to Ren Suru's tribe.

Wang Jian is selfish, the appearance of the Kuayang Daoist is really sleepy, someone sent a pillow! I was still thinking about how to teach Ren Suru how to cultivate when, I happened to meet the Kuayang Daoist on the way, but I didn't have any vitality in my body. This allows me to teach others to cultivate, I really don't know the bottom of my heart!

Kuayang Daoist smiled bitterly and said, "I knew that it would be nothing good for you to be so attentive!"

Wang Jian sneered: "Daoist, aren't you a capable person who works harder? Besides, don't you travel around preaching and helping the world, and there are many people here! It's also a merit!"

Kuayang Taoist said proudly: "That is, when my Daomen was in its prime, it was hidden in the world, and the troubled times should help the world!" This style is really admirable!

"Why is the Taoist here and here?" asked Wang Jian curiously.

"My master is not far from here, and I am about to return to my master to resume my life! But how did you come here?"

Just two days ago, a door suddenly appeared in our camp, and the Demon Hand and I went in to look for an opportunity, not wanting a spatial crack to appear and engulf me directly, and I arrived here!" Wang Jian concealed most of what happened in Dumen, and only roughly talked about it.

"I've also heard about this! This is the biggest incident in the cultivation realm recently! The people in the cultivators who went there are all nine deaths, and the soldiers are lost! If you survive, it is also a creation!"

"Oh, the Taoist is out of the house, and he can even know these things?"

"Keep pace with the times, we also have a source of information for cultivators! I'll apply for one for you when I have time!"

During the conversation, the two came to Ren Suru's tribe.

Both of them are swordsmen, but the flying sword is the most common means of transportation in the cultivation realm, and there are various formations engraved on it, which can resist the enemy, can fly, can restore vitality, and can be used endlessly! The flying sword is a mode of transportation that saves vitality and speed! Like at the beginning of the apocalypse, the people of Kuayang Dao used the Shenxing talisman, but because the situation was urgent, the speed of use was the fastest way, but the consumption of vitality was huge!

When we arrived at the gate of the tribal yard, we returned to the ground and walked.

Ren Suru's eyes were sharp, and when she saw Wang Jian walking into the courtyard with Kuayang Daoren, she hurriedly went to get a bowl of white porridge first: "Son, you're back!"

Wang Jian felt a little embarrassed: "Well, this is the Daoist of Kuayang, his cultivation is profound, and his magical powers are vast, he will teach you to practice well!"

"Ah! I've seen the Taoist!" Ren Suru responded, and quickly hid the bowl of porridge behind her, her face couldn't help but turn red.

Then he felt that this move was to cover up Mizhang and offered white porridge and said, "Dao Chief, let's drink a bowl of porridge first!"

Kuayang Zhenren took the white porridge and smiled: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way!" "Kuayang Daoist people are old and well-aged, and they naturally know Ren Suru's little thoughts, and sure enough, if you don't pay attention to dress, it's really easy to make people look away.

There are Kuayang Taoist people teaching here, Wang Jian is very relieved! Kuayang Taoist people are strong, and there will be no accidents here, so he decided to leave for his hometown immediately.

"What, is Childe going to leave? Please take me with you!" Ren Suru's eyes reddened.

"Don't say stupid things! In this troubled world, you have to practice hard to survive!" Wang Jian glared.

"Xiaoyou, are you ready to leave? This is really crossing the river and demolishing the bridge! Coax me over and leave with your hands! Originally, I wanted to invite Xiaoyou to Shimen as a guest!"

"Excuse me, my parents and family are uncertain about their lives and deaths, and I don't dare to delay for a moment! Please let the Taoist master teach me here, I am fast, and I will definitely return to apologize after handling the matter! How about a five-day limit?" Wang Jian confessed.

"When Childe comes back, you must take me with you! I have made a soul vow! I will follow Childe for the rest of my life!" Ren Suru said

"You" Wang Jian was angry, can the soul oath be made casually? Just like making a grand vow by oneself, this is an oath that faces one's heart, and once it is made, it must not be violated, otherwise you will pay the price of soul rupture and loss of spirituality!

"Childe, this is my own volition, no regrets!"

"Hey, silly girl!"

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On the vast land of China, a figure galloped, unscrupulous, indulgent, and indulged. Dressed in white with a whistle that broke through the sky, no one could see his figure clearly, but in the blink of an eye, he was thousands of meters away, as if he was moving instantly! Everywhere he stepped on behind him was as if he had been crushed! Even the water surface was galloping, and in the face of absolute speed, it was easy to walk in the air, and it was not enough to float on the water!

Due to the high speed, the place where this figure passed was as if a 12-magnitude typhoon had suddenly hanged! There were even relatively dry trees and grasses, which were burned by the sudden and violent friction of the air!

"Hometown, I'm here!Dad, Mom, you are waiting for me!" Wang Jian's eyes were firm, with longing and worry.

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In space, space is surging like waves, and a warship suddenly appears, a warship operating in space? This is clearly not the level of science and technology of the earth!

"Target: Source Star, Highest Acceptance Level: Ninth Order, Launch Exploration Robot!"

In the sky, a meteor shower fell, falling all over the Eurasian continent!

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In the process of running wildly, Wang Jian's blood quickly became hot, and his physical strength was surging rapidly, like the torrent of the long river, and the sound of qi and blood flow could be heard five meters away from Wang Jian!

"If this continues, will I burn myself to death?" A terrifying thought surged into Wang Jian's heart.

At this time, it was only more than ten minutes of running wildly, of course, this speed will definitely not be Wang Jian's limit speed, there are all kinds of obstacles on the ground, such as mountains, houses, trees, etc., these need to be avoided, so the speed is only about three thousand meters per second, and it has run nearly two thousand kilometers!

In the apocalypse, there are many dangers, but Wang Jian is running at great speed, and no one can find out at all, it is really unscrupulous!

"There is a river under the high mountain ahead!" Wang Jian keenly saw the things in front of him, and said that Wangshan ran a dead horse, but for Wang Jian, it was a blink of an eye!

"Whew!" Like a red-hot iron ball put into the water, and like a meteor falling, the moment Wang Jian plunged into the water, the water around him instantly boiled, and a large puddle of water vapor bubbled! Originally, the spring water on the mountain flowed down and converged into a river, and the river water should be extremely cold, but not long after Wang Jian got into the water, the clouds and mist were like a hot spring!

"Comfortable!" Wang Jian was lying comfortably in the water, the heat on his body was slowly subsiding, and the color of his skin was slowly becoming normal! But the water around him was boiling, like making soup.

"Oh, I'm really sorry! Brother Yu who died innocently!" Wang Jian said pretending to throw those fish on the shore, "In order to make up for my mistakes, I have decided to let you be buried in a grand manner!

Obviously, Wang Jian felt sorry for these fish who had been murdered, and was ready to bury these fish properly! But what did he mean by muttering "no seasoning???

After the apocalypse, ordinary creatures are several times larger, and these palm-sized fish are really rare, probably just hatched from eggs, right? But those fish have several circles on their scales, which means that they have been born for several years, which is a bit strange! Yes, fish can also know its age by its scales, like the rings of a tree.

Just thinking about it, suddenly, a sense of crisis surged into Wang Jian's heart, and he secretly screamed in his heart, "Something is wrong!", and then slapped his hands the surface of the water, and his whole body rose to the sky!

Wang Jian clearly saw that a vine was originally slowly approaching him at the bottom of the river, but after Wang Jian rose to the sky, he instantly accelerated his speed and rushed towards him!

What is this? Wang Jian felt a little numb in his scalp, and even the plants had mutated? Just as Wang Jian's attention was on the vine at the bottom of the river, another vine approached Wang Jian from the air!

Wang Jian rolled in the air, narrowly avoiding the intersection of the two vines, and the vines turned around like living creatures and attacked Wang Jian again!

As if he had caught a real thing, his figure turned around again, and once he avoided the two vines, and secretly smug himself in his heart: I can't imagine it!

However, his pride did not last long, he felt a woman quietly caressing his waist! When he looked back, a beautiful and incomparably familiar face appeared in front of him! Her hand wrapped around Wang Jian, and she was smiling gently at him.

Wang Jian muttered: Xue Ling... Since that day in the Huxin Hotel, he found out that An Xueling was kidnapped and rushed out without hesitation, he has already faced up to this feeling, he really loves An Xueling! Not for other foreign objects, just because she is An Xueling!

Wang Jian regretted countless times that he could not rescue An Xueling, and he was also worried that there was no news of An Xueling after the apocalypse.

"Is it God's reward for me?" Wang Jian thought to herself

"How are you doing?" asked Wang Jian after a pause.

An Xueling smiled and blinked, but did not speak.