Full of wine and food, Nangong Xuan and Zhan Hongji walked out of the tavern, Nangong Xuan hugged his fists and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhan Hongji.

"If you kid say something about the future, then I'm going to be angry."

Nangong Xuan sighed: "Senior, why bother, I ......"

He saw that Zhan Hongji had no murderous intentions towards him, so he planned to say that there would be a period later, but he didn't expect to be directly seen by the other party, and he rejected himself.

Zhan Hongji looked at Nangong Xuan with a playful expression: "Boy, don't you really think that my practice of burying the Heavenly Palace is that easy to cultivate?"

"You just met me, you have to meet someone else, you see."

"For the sake of the face of you inviting me to drink, I will give you two ways, or I will kill you now, and I will treat you as if I have never seen you before."

"Either go back to the Heavenly Palace with me and be a little devil in peace, you choose."

Nangong Xuan smiled bitterly: "Senior, do I still have a choice?"

Where is this for him to choose, there is clearly no choice.

Zhan Hongji was in a good mood and patted Nangong Xuan's shoulder: "Hahaha, then honestly go back to the Heavenly Palace with me, and be a terrifying little devil."

Ah, I'm such a clever little ghost, not only did I find a disciple for the Yuanmai, but I was also a canonized king with unlimited potential.

Tut-tut, this trip is really worth it, it's worth it.

Thinking of this, Zhan Hongji couldn't help laughing out loud, not caring at all about the strange gazes of the pedestrians around him.

Nangong Xuan had a bitter face, how could he feel that he was being tricked.

Zhan Hongji left Puyu City with Nangong Xuan and walked all the way east.

According to Zhan Hongji, the headquarters of the Burial Heaven Palace is in the east of Dayu Yunzhou.

Maple Forest.

The dilapidated ferry controlled by Che Hanming did not fall in the designated position, but rushed directly into the maple forest.

Suddenly, the Sect Master of the Maple Forest and a group of elders rushed over.

Smelling the strong smell of blood on the ferry, they frowned, realized that it was not good, and were just about to board the ferry.

Che Hanming, who was covered in blood and looked like he was not lightly injured, flew out of the ferry, and then knelt in front of the Sect Master and the elders of the Maple Forest.

Han Lin, the sect leader of the Maple Forest, said in a deep voice: "Che Hanming, what's going on!"

This time, Che Hanming led the team to look for opportunities in the ruins of the northwest region, but now only Che Hanming is back.

Looking at the appearance of the ferry, the fool also knows that something is wrong.

Che Hanming cried silently and said: "Sect Master, it was done by the people of the Burial Heavenly Palace, and on the way back, I met the people of the Burial Heavenly Palace."

"They couldn't help but say that they slaughtered those disciples, and the person who led them was Zhan Hongji."

"The disciples were able to survive, and they did it on purpose, wanting the disciples to come back and report the news."

"What else to say, the Burial Heavenly Palace is not silent."

An elder's face sank: "Damn, the Burial Heaven Palace is really too deceitful, and the matter of the sect master must not be left like this."

Others are starting to chimed in.

"Yes, Sect Master, the Burial Heavenly Palace is clearly deceiving us and no one in the Maple Forest, so you dare to act like this!"

"The sect master must not bear this matter, the Burial Heaven Palace is the head of the demon gate in the past, and they must not be allowed to defile the three states."

Hearing the words of these elders, Che Hanming sneered in his heart.

Hmph, Zhan Hongji, if you rely on cultivation to deceive me, then I will make you and the entire Burial Heavenly Palace pay the price.

Han Lin said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, this matter will not be settled like this, and the Burial Heaven Palace must pay the price."

Night fell quietly, and a white jade plate hung high overhead, surrounded by starlight.

Presumably, tomorrow is another good time for the sun to shine.

Nangong Xuan and Zhan Hongji stayed in the inn, and on the house not far away, a middle-aged man in white looked at the inn with an unwilling face.

This person is none other than Bai Yunsheng.

Originally, he wanted to wait for Nangong Xuan to leave the ruins, and after Yuan Yulong and Nangong Xuan separated, he would make a move on Nangong Xuan.

As a result, he didn't expect Nangong Xuan to have more Zhan Hongji by his side, and the aura on the old man's body made him dare not approach a bit, let alone show the slightest killing intent.

Although he didn't show up at the beginning, he saw things outside the ruins clearly.

Knowing that Zhan Hongji was an existence that he couldn't provoke, he sighed, and Bai Yunsheng turned his head and left here.

It's not that he doesn't want to avenge his son, it's just that he is powerless.

Of course, this matter will not be settled like this, he has to find a chance, and then solve Nangong Xuan.

Aren't you willing to be with the Burial Heavenly Palace, I see that if the Burial Yuan coffin is gone, you will have nothing to rely on.

What Bai Yunsheng didn't know was that after he left, Zhan Hongji appeared where he was standing just now.

Zhan Hongji took out his dirty wine gourd and took two sips.

"It's really not worry-free, at the age of a bean, there are a lot of murderous intentions."

"Forget it, forget it, grandpa, I'm happy today, and I don't care about you in general."

"Sleep, sleep, and wake up young for months."

Xuanbing Sect.

After Xu Wen came back, she told the sect master about the previous incident.

It didn't take long for the Xuanbing Sect to spread a message, canceling Yuan Yulong's status as the young sect master, and ordering Yuan Yulong not to leave the Xuanbing Sect for five years.

In an attic, Yuan Yulong stood by the window with his hands behind his back, quietly looking into the distance.

Now that he is unofficial, he must spend five years here.

A sound of footsteps sounded behind him, and then a gentle and elegant middle-aged man walked over.

The middle-aged man glanced at Yuan Yulong and said slowly: "Yulong, my father's intentions are good, I hope you can understand."

Yuan Yulong didn't look back, his eyes were still looking into the distance: "I understand my father, don't worry, I'm fine."

The middle-aged man didn't speak, stood for a while, and then turned to leave.

Yuan Yulong flipped his palm, and a pot of wine appeared in his hand, and he drank it slowly one by one.

He didn't blame his father, he knew very well that his father was right.

He's just complaining about himself, and he can't even protect his friends.

Although he was canonized as the Dragon King and was the head of the Eight Kings, today's incident made him realize that his cultivation was still too low, and he had no way to call the shots.

So just by taking advantage of the five years of being grounded, he has to cultivate well, and today's thing will definitely not happen to him again.

The only pity is that he was not able to give his own unique cultivation method to King Xuan.

Early in the morning, Nangong Xuan got up and had dinner with Zhan Hongji, and then set off again.

Meanwhile.

A piece of news related to Nangong Xuan spread overnight.

One of the eight kings, the identity of the most mysterious Xuanwang was revealed, and he was actually a disciple of Nanyue Sect.

But according to the confirmation, the identity of the disciple of Nanyue Sect is just a cover-up, and the true identity of King Xuan is Nangong Xuan, a disciple of the Burial Heavenly Palace.

As soon as this news came out, it immediately caused an uproar.