In the Pavilion of the Companion Moon, Li Zhengdao, Lei Yan, and Xu Fu greeted them with a smile, and they should return from the great victory of the gods.

"Okay, don't engage in these false tricks, what are you polite between us?" Ying Wuxin scolded with a smile.

They went to the attic hall in the middle together, and each sat down, and Ying Wuxin briefly told the story of this challenge, and also pointed out the stakes.

Hearing that it was the internal division of Tiangong City, and the patriarch was secretly doing things, the other three gods were a little more relieved, knowing who the enemy was and what they were going to do, then they had a clue, at least they would not be completely passive.

"Brother Wuxin, what are you going to do next?" Li Zhengdao vigilantly sensed the surroundings to confirm that there was no abnormality, and then asked.

Xu Fu and Lei Yan also looked at it a little nervously, this is related to their next life and death, it is a big matter, but they dare not be sloppy in the slightest.

Ying Wuxin said: "Actually, you don't have to worry, the forces will organize a hunt soon, and the matter will basically be solved during the hunt, and when I come back, everything can be calmed down, and the future Tiangong City will be our safe house for a long time." ”

Hearing this, the three gods were relieved, Li Zhengdao's eyes flickered, and he stopped talking.

Ying Wuxin knew his thoughts, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, cultivate well, when it is critical, I still need you." ”

This is not a false comfort, although the three of them have a low cultivation, but at a critical time, they can really play a great role, such as Li Zhengdao, if he hadn't fought hard at the beginning, he should have no intention of being alone, and he would definitely not be able to kill the two gods of Spiral Turtle and Xiangliu.

Li Zhengdao nodded, and in the depths of his eyes, his will was resolutely determined.

After chatting about some homely things, everyone went back to their own mansions, and they should not enter their own divine mansion, his wife Bai Miaozhen's divine fire was burning quietly on the side, and hundreds of cultivators were quietly suspended in the dark space.

Ying Wuxin landed in his own land of gods, looked at the familiar Three Thousand Water Bo Prefecture, and sighed slightly, it is more appropriate to call it the Three Thousand Water Bo Continent now.

Today's 3,000 Shuibo Prefecture has long evolved from a radius of thousands of miles to tens of thousands of miles now, and the area has increased nearly tenfold.

With the increase in area and the abundance of materials, the population and the number of monks here have surged a lot.

However, there are no divided countries and forces here, because there is no intention to allow such a thing to happen.

Although, competition can make living beings strong.

However, you should not feel that the current land of the gods has to face greater external threats, such as permanent darkness, such as your own crisis, which may bring devastating disasters to this newly born continent.

At this time, it is the best choice to unite everyone and unite with the outside world, and it can also avoid the waste of many resources.

In fact, Ying Wuxin has also put a lot of effort into this area, and has done a lot of publicity, and on the whole, his own land of gods is basically stable, unified, and clear.

Although the cultivators are superior to others, they can get along well with ordinary people.

The only god, his son should be long, as a son of God, he has divine power, but he is still relatively weak, which is equivalent to the Daozun stage of a cultivator, and it will not have much impact, that is, he always asks where his mother is like a child, and he should feel guilty without intention, and he will not dare to see his son.

Returning to his secret space, the red cloud flew over and smiled gently.

When husband and wife meet, they look at each other without saying a word, and everything is silent.

Ying Wuxin walked over, slowly hugged Hongyun's body, and buried his face in Hongyun's jet-black hair.

"It's an old husband and wife, if you're still like this, you're not afraid of others seeing it. Hongyun laughed.

"This is my territory, my secret realm, my home, what are you afraid of?"

"Dad, you're back. A woman's voice rang out.

Ying Wuxin was embarrassed for a while, let go of his hand, glanced at Hongyun, and then looked ahead.

A woman who looked to be twenty-seven years old was walking slowly, holding a teenage girl in her hand, who was her daughter Ying Changyi and her granddaughter.

"You're married, what are you running to your mother's house every day, and you don't know and think that Li Lele is not good to you?"

Ying Changyi pouted, "What's wrong with getting married, I'm also a part of our family when I get married, Dad, do you dislike me, and you still love me so much?"

"Dad, have you come back and found your mother?" asked a twelve-year-old man as he flew over.

The boy looks white, tender and green, with big eyes and smart eyes, and a round face with a bit of baby fat is very pleasing to the eye, which is exactly what should be long.

Ying Wuxin's face was gloomy for a while, his eyes dimmed, and the expressions of the other three women were also depressed, Bai Miaozhen had been missing, which was the pain of their entire family.

Seeing his father's appearance, Ying Changxiang lowered his head in disappointment, his eyes were slightly red, and he turned around and walked away slowly.

Not long after I was born, before I grew up, my mother was separated from everyone, and now there is no news.

The other scattered gods have been found, but there is still no news of the mother, and Ying Chang has a bad premonition in his heart.

Hongyun didn't want to try a look and let him catch up.

Although it should be brought up by the red cloud, there are still some barriers after all, and many times, what Ying Wuxin's father said is better to use.

The tide is surging and the sea breeze is blowing.

Walking on the beach, Ying Wuxin slowly caught up with his son.

"I miss your mother. ”

Ying Changxiang nodded slightly, and after a while, he raised his head and asked with red eyes: "Dad, where did you say that my mother was, would she ......?"

"Don't worry, your mother will be fine, she has a divine fire to defend herself, ordinary gods can't help her, and if it is a big force, they will definitely know that she is from outside the divine domain, and then want to know more about the outside situation, and will not do anything to your mother." Ying Wuxin gently rubbed his son's head, looked ahead and said in a leisurely tone.

"I miss my mother. ”

"I miss her too. ”

Father and son looked at the shore in front of them, and for a moment they fell into silence.

After comforting his son, reuniting with his family, and dealing with some affairs in the Land of the Gods, Ying left without any intention and returned to his attic.

"For the rest of the time, I'll be cultivating well. Ying Wuxin's dark eyes were bright, he sat cross-legged, and took out a large amount of star soul liquid obtained, except for a part of it for backup, and all the others were injected into the land of the gods.

After reining in his mind, he should not concentrate on comprehending the Divine Dao, and the land of the gods absorbed a large amount of star soul liquid, and the divine fire continued to scorch the earth.

Time passes, day by day.

When a certain time came, in Ying Wuxin's body, a vast aura surged, and it was about to erupt, and at the same time, a divine power fluctuation that was far more powerful than that of a second-rank god shook the void.

Ying Wuxin opened his eyes, his body flashed, and he came to the outside of the attic.