Lu Ning'an pondered for a while, and felt that he should have accidentally activated the hidden teleportation array in the Fang family's secret realm, so he was teleported to this inexplicable place.

So, where the hell is this?

How do I go back?

Lu Ningan felt that with the true qi in his body now, he should be able to support it for ten days and half a month, but if he couldn't find his way back, he would probably suffocate or freeze to death here.

Lu Ningan tried to take out his mobile phone and looked at it.

Well, as expected, there was no signal at all.

At this time, Lu Ningan began to miss his predecessor infinitely.

If there was a Jade senior now, he would definitely be able to discover the hidden teleportation array just now, or teleport himself back from here.

Anyway, let's look around first.

In order to save true qi, Lu Ningan did not fly, but ran directly in great strides.

It's really a big stride, because the gravitational force here is relatively small, Lu Ningan can step out dozens of meters in one step, which is not much slower than flying.

Lu Ningan did not run aimlessly, but took the place where he appeared as the origin, and searched outward in a circle along the counterclockwise direction, and did not forget to carve marks along the way to prevent getting lost.

After searching for most of the day, I couldn't find anything.

Because it took a lot of physical strength and energy to help Fang Lingshu before, Lu Ningan was very tired himself. Looking at the desolation in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"I feel like I don't have any hope of getting out on my own!" Lu Ningan muttered to himself, "Why don't I lie down for a while, waiting for the second, third, fourth, and Brother Mu to come and save me?"

"Well, how can it be so easy to say such a depressing thing at such a young age?" An old voice sounded from behind Lu Ning'an.

Lu Ningan's body trembled slightly.

Who is it?!

He is also a monk in the Jindan period now, and his combat power is comparable to that of a god under certain circumstances, and someone can come behind him quietly, but he doesn't notice it.

This person, at least, is also a god stage!

It's just that I don't know if it's friend or foe.

Lu Ningan turned around suddenly, and saw an old Taoist priest wearing a cyan Taoist robe, crane hair and childish face, and immortal wind and bones standing not far away.

The old Taoist priest looked at Lu Ning'an, shook his head and sighed, his face full of anger.

He said, "Young people, you should be full of passion! Go for it! Step up your game! Struggle! Create a better tomorrow!"

Lu Ningan was stunned for a moment.

It's been a long time since I've drunk such a simple and straightforward chicken soup, and I think this old Taoist should have been out of modern society for a long time, and he doesn't understand the meaning of lying flat.

So, who the hell is he?

Without waiting for Lu Ningan to ask, Lao Dao took the lead in asking, "Young man, who are you? Why did you come here? What about my daughter? What about my apprentice?"

"My name is Lu Ning'an, and I don't know why I came here all of a sudden...... Who are your daughter and apprentice? Who are you?" Lu Ningan asked rhetorically.

Lao Dao stared at Lu Ning'an for a while, and finally stopped his gaze on Lu Ning'an's left wrist.

Then, Lao Dao seemed to have figured out something, and his expression suddenly became a little gloomy, and he replied, "I am Ling Dahe, my daughter's name is Ling Xiaoai, and I have seven disciples, but the apprentices I just mentioned refer to the fourth disciple Fang Huanhuan......

Lu Ningan's mouth grew bigger and bigger.

it!

daughter Ling Xiaoai, seven apprentices, and the fourth disciple is Fang Huanhuan...... So this is because the old man named Ling Dahe was the immortal lord of the Immortal Palace fifty thousand years ago?!

This is one of the three strongest people on the Aoba Continent 50,000 years ago!

"You're a fairy lord?" Lu Ningan asked with a respectful look on his face.

"Immortal Lord?" Lao Dao sneered at himself, shook his head and said, "Lao Dao, I have already become an immortal master

The throne has been passed to my daughter, and now I am just a handsome old man who is good for nothing."

Lu Ning'an: "......"

Well, although the fairy lord is old, he is indeed quite handsome with sword eyebrows, starry eyes, outstanding temperament, and fairy wind bones.

Now that the immortal lord has appeared, he will have a chance to go back, and if he is lucky, he may be able to get some chance.

So Lu Ningan continued to ask, "Immortal Lord... Senior Ling, did you summon me? And why did you summon me? How do I get back?"

"Actually, it's not you who I want to summon, it's my daughter Ling Xiaoai." The Immortal Lord shook his head regretfully, then looked at Lu Ning'an and said, "But since you were summoned, why don't you chat with me first."

Chat again?

Lu Ningan felt that he was about to vomit in a recent chat.

After all, I had just chatted with Tianyuan Linghuo for more than sixty hours, and now I had to talk again.

And looking at what the fairy lord means, he knows almost nothing about the changes in the Aoba world, so there must be more to talk about.

"Okay." Lu Ningan nodded helplessly and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Tell me everything you know." The Immortal Lord looked at Lu Ning'an's left wrist again, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and said, "How are my daughters and my apprentices doing now?"

Lu Ning'an looked at the lonely eyes of the immortal lord, sighed secretly in his heart, and then said, "According to ancient records, 50,000 years ago, the evil clan fully invaded the Aoba Continent......

......

"I see, Xiao Ai has turned into the lock spirit of the twin wristlocks, and the wrist locks on your wrists are the sub-locks of the twin wristlocks, no wonder, no wonder......

A few hours later, after listening to Lu Ning'an's description, the immortal lord couldn't help but burst into tears and was extremely sad.

Lu Ningan looked at the immortal lord and didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

The real immortal lord seems to be very different from the ancient records.

Lu Ningan has always believed that the immortal master is a god who is high up, does not eat fireworks in the world, and has no sorrow or joy.

And the immortal lord in front of him is just a father who is sad and crying for his daughter.

Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals is not ruthless, and cultivating immortals can also be ruthless, if cultivating immortals is really ruthless, what is the difference between it and stubborn stones?

Lu Ning was relieved, and his spiritual realm was invisibly improved.

After a long while, the immortal lord stopped choking, although his face was still sad, but he could barely control his emotions.

said to Lu Ning'an: "Ning'an Xiaoyou, I was really sad and uncontrollable just now, which made Ning'an Xiaoyou smile."

Lu Ningan nodded in understanding, "Well, it's okay."

The daughter became a lock spirit, and the apprentices died...... If it were him, he would have cried even more sadly.

"Okay, since Ning An Xiaoyou, you have been chatting with Lao Dao and me for so long, I will also tell you about your current situation, Xiaoyou." The fairy lord stabilized his emotions for a moment, and then said, "Little friend, you will be teleported here, and it is indeed related to me."

(End of chapter)