Luo Zhantian and Long Jingxue treated the baby as if they were their own children, not only naming him Luo Yan, but also personally passing on his Luo clan's spiritual method "Ice Heart Jue". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info And Luo Yan really lived up to Luo Zhantian's expectations, not only was his talent amazing, he had already entered the Hua Dan realm at the age of twelve, but he was also stoic, and he automatically invited Ying to enter Dongchengwei. At the time of the end of the Great War, the loss of the east, west, north and south city guards was quite serious, and it was urgent to expand the armaments.

In just six years, Luo Yan has grown rapidly and entered the realm of Dongcheng Wei amazingly, not only making great contributions, but also cultivating to enter the infant realm, and is the youngest in history to be the head of the guard at the age of eighteen. In the next twelve years, under the control and leadership of Luo Yan, the Dongcheng Guard has become the head of the four city guards in the east, west, north and south, and even the strength is not weaker than the royal city guards who guard the Ice God Palace. Luo Yan also vaguely has the potential to become the first generation of young people in the Ice God Realm, not only because of his identity and status, but also because of his outstanding cultivation and determination to die for the Ice God Clan.

The next day, early in the morning.

Luo Zhan Tianlong Jingxue and Luo Yan and the three thousand soldiers of Dongcheng Wei walked out of the east gate of the Ice God City from the martial arts arena and set off towards Dongfang Haohao Tangtang.

On the city wall of the east gate of the Ice God City, Luo Bing and Luo Tong, who saw them off, watched them leave, and Luo Tong shouted loudly, "Father, mother, you must come back early!

Luo Bing looked at the direction where the team was gradually moving away, clenched his fists tightly, and said silently in his heart, "Father, mother, I hope that everything will go well for the three clans on this trip, and I hope that my father and mother will return triumphantly!

The two of them didn't turn around and leave until the team completely disappeared into the eastern horizon, "Big brother, when do you say that Father, King and Mother will come back?" Luo Tong blinked his cute big eyes, looked at Luo Bing and asked.

"Normally, it takes about a month to travel back and forth, but I happened to hear my father mention that the last meeting of the three clans took ten days to end, so if everything goes well, it will take forty days to return. Luo Bing touched Luo Tong's little head and replied carefully.

"Oh, it's going to take so long!" Luo Tong drooped his little head, and his delicate and cute face was full of reluctance. The last time the three clans met was ten years ago, as soon as Luo Zhantian returned to the Ice God Palace, he ushered in Luo Tong's quack, and he never left the Ice God Realm in the next ten years, so Luo Tong had never been separated from his parents for so long since he was a child.

"Then big brother, did you say that the second brother will come back during this time?" Thinking of Luo Han, Luo Tong also swept away a little of the displeasure caused by the departure of his parents. After all, Luo Bing is much older than Luo Tong, and Luo Han is the same age as him, but there is a difference of two years, so since she was a child, Luo Han has played with her, and the relationship between the two brothers and sisters is indeed much closer.

"I hope Luo Han can return soon!" Luo Bing said with a sigh as he looked in the direction of the extreme west of the secluded forest. Luo Tong took his arm, and the two walked in the direction of the Ice God Palace.

At this time, Luo Han was still on the top of the Ten Thousand Beast Bone Mountain in the Ten Thousand Beast Tomb. But I saw that he was sitting cross-legged, absorbing and refining the wisps of vague aura that appeared out of thin air, immersed in the mysterious sense of cultivation.

Seven days flew by, and Luo Zhantian continued to tear the space along the way, and finally reached the eastern edge of the Ice God Realm.

In front of you, there is a deep blue sea water, exuding a simple atmosphere of vicissitudes of life, which is the sea of aura. Looking in the direction where the sea and the sky meet, a land shining with a little golden light is hidden in the heavy mist of the Reiki Sea, which is another part of the Reiki Continent, a barren desert floating in the east of the Reiki Sea.

At this time, the place where everyone was a deserted dock on the eastern edge of the Ice God Realm, and although the dock had been abandoned for a long time, it was still intact and spotless, as if it had been taken care of all year round. On the surface of the dock, a huge sailing ship is parked, the hull of which is made of the heart of a towering giant tree in the secluded forest, and its whole body glows with a faint golden light. The hull of the ship is about 1,000 zhang long, the mast is 100 zhang high, the bow is like a dragon's head, the end of the ship is like a tail, and it looks like a golden dragon crawling on the surface of the sea from a distance.

At this time, an old figure slowly descended from the sailboat, "King Luo, the old man has been waiting here for a long time. ”

The figure seemed to be slow, but it stood in front of Luo Zhantian in an instant, and a gray-haired old man bowed to Luo Zhantian and clenched his fists, his long white beard hanging down from his chin to his knees.

"Elder Zhou, this time I have to work hard for you again, and I will drive the dragon sail to carry me and Dongchengwei and other soldiers across the sea of spiritual energy to the barren desert. Luo Zhantian also hugged his fists slightly and said politely.

"Where is King Luo, the old decay boat and wood clan have been born to protect this dragon sail for ten thousand years, it is the responsibility of the old man to guard this dock, and it is the mission of the old man to protect this dragon sail. The white-haired old man who was called Zhou Lao by Luo Zhantian said resolutely, as if this dragon sail was his life's fate.

Luo Zhantian nodded to Zhou Lao, without too many words, with a wave of his hand, the soldiers of Dongchengwei boarded the dragon sail in an orderly manner under the leadership of Luo Yan. Luo Zhantian and Long Jingxue followed, and Zhou Lao followed the last to board the dragon sail, but seeing his big sleeves waving, the huge sampan was retracted from the deck.

"King Luo, shall we set off now?" Zhou Lao asked.

Luo Zhantian looked at Long Jingxue, and then said to Zhou Lao, "Let's go!"

But seeing that Zhou Lao's hands were sealed, and there were words in his mouth, the Dao Dao aura imprint flew out from his fingertips and wrapped around the huge mast that was a hundred zhang high. A moment later, the mast was already covered with dense aura imprints, as if forming a huge net like a sail.

"Ning!" Zhou Lao let out a low sigh, and the light on the mast suddenly became bright, and a powerful aura fluctuation swept out with a trace of cold qi, and the light gradually faded, only to see a light blue aura sail fluttering on the mast.

"Elder Zhou, your cultivation has improved again!" Long Jingxue said jokingly on the side.

"Queen Luo, don't laugh at the old man, all his life's cultivation has been immersed in this ice spirit sail, if he still can't do it well, then what face does the old man have to meet the ancestors of the Zhoumu clan!" Zhou Lao said with a light smile, and he also knew that Long Jingxue was joking with him.

After the earth-shattering war, the ancestors of the Luo tribe built this dragon sail with their own hands in order to make the three tribes communicate with each other and maintain the stability of the aura continent, so that the gods below the realm can also cross the aura sea with the help of the power of the dragon sail.

The ancestors of the Luo tribe personally chose the Zhoumu clan as the guardian of this dragon sail, and even passed on its spiritual method "Ice Spirit Jue" to urge the dragon sail. Since then, the Zhoumu clan has guarded the dragon sail for generations, and because the "Ice Spirit Technique" they have cultivated is only a spiritual technique to urge and control the dragon sail, they do not have any attack spirit skills. But after all, "Ice Spirit Jue" is a spiritual method created by the ancestors of the Luo clan, which is actually quite extraordinary, but the requirements for bloodline are extremely high, so the Zhoumu clan has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years, but every grandson is a person who has cultivated to a high level, but he is not very good at the art of fighting.

"Old Zhou, you still call me by my first name! I think back then, when you went to the Ice God Palace to meet your father, I was just a little girl!" Long Jingxue recalled that at that time, Zhou Lao couldn't help but smile when he saw her cute and teasing appearance.

"Empress Luo, your appearance is becoming more and more charming! Haha! The old man should concentrate on controlling the dragon sail! lest King Luo will say that the old man is disrespectful to the old again. Zhou Lao was obviously very familiar with the two of them, and Luo Zhantian's slightly tired look was also swept away during the joke.

"Old Zhou, why did you get involved with me again. Luo Zhantian shook his head, and a helpless expression appeared on his mighty and resolute face, but it looked quite strange.

However, this strange helpless look was only fleeting, and then he said with a straight face, "But you really need to concentrate a little bit, can you reach the barren desert in five days?"

"King Luo, don't worry! Wrap it in the old man!" Zhou Lao said, but when he saw his arms waving his big sleeves, the ice spirit sail on the mast was dancing without wind, and the air was so agitated that the air was hunting.

The dragon sail then slowly broke through the heavy fog on the sea surface and headed towards the east where the barren desert was located. But seeing that the speed of the dragon sail is getting faster and faster, it gradually disappears where the sea and the sky meet.

Luo Zhantian and Long Jingxue crossed the Dongchengwei soldiers standing on the deck and entered the cabin, where Luo Yan was already waiting.

"Funeral, the sea trip is about five days, these five days are for the father to meditate and breathe, everything on the ship will be left to you, if there are any difficulties, just ask the old man directly. Luo Zhantian had already handed over all affairs to Luo Yan in a word.

After all, it was a long way from the Ice God City to the eastern edge of the Ice God Realm, and in order to march Luo Zhantian in time, he tore through the space all the way, even if it was not difficult to cultivate in the late stage of his Transformation God Realm, but it was also a great drain for him to continuously tear the space barrier that could be passed by three thousand soldiers, so he urgently needed to cultivate and breathe after getting on the ship. No one could have predicted what would await them when they arrived in the barren desert five days later, and whether there would be a crisis at the meeting of the three clans.