Originally, Li Chao was still trying to rectify this rebel in his heart, but now when he saw Mo Xiaojia, he couldn't help but feel inexplicably soft-hearted, and his heart was filled with a sense of helpless sadness.

In the thick tent, Mo Xiaojia actually maintained the appearance of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, Li Chao had to secretly sigh that the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations were so powerful that he could really look as old as Tianshan Tong's grandmother.

But after looking at it, Mo Xiaojia's two legs were gone, and although the neat and broken legs were covered by clothes, they were obviously cut off by the sword together, otherwise the two remaining protrusions would not look so neat.

Li Chao appeased the old man for a long time, which calmed Mo Xiaojia down a little, although he was still sobbing, his head had already left Li Chao's arms.

"Master, disciple........"

Li Chao had a distressed expression on his face, and stopped Mo Xiaojia from saying, "If there is something to talk about when you go home." ”

In fact, Li Chao didn't know what to say, but it took some time to digest the grievances between Mo Xiaojia and Lu Qingyao, and why it affected Xuantian Sect.

Home, Mo Xiaojia hadn't heard such warm words for a long time, after seeing Li Chao, after hearing Li Chao mention it, the dusty memories poured into Mo Xiaojia's heart like a tide.

"Master, disciple, can I still enter the Xuantian Sect?"

Li Chao frowned and said, "What's not okay, the person who gave permission to you for the teacher carried the sedan chair in, and came to see me in the main hall in a while, why are the masters and apprentices talking well." ”

When Xuantian Sect founded the mountain gate, the rules were very strict, and outsiders could not enter it without the permission of the Li Dynasty.

Mo Xiaojia's current identity is quite embarrassing, you must know that betraying the master is a big crime, not to mention that Mo Xiaojia also founded the Demon Sect outside and brought people to destroy the Xuantian Sect, which would never be forgiven in that world that respects teachers.

No one would have imagined that Li Chao would appear, this person who had already become an ancient in the eyes of the world, had already become a legend in the rivers and lakes, and drowned under the flood, suddenly appeared on the Xuantian Sect, if Li Chao didn't blame Mo Xiaojia, then no one dared to say anything.

Li Chao flashed in a flash, with a gust of wind fluttering, and before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared, but although the person was not there, the aftermath was still there.

Yang Futian walked towards Han Lingsha with a red face, looking at a loss.

"Eh, ancestor, uncle ancestor, do you think it's okay to call you like this?"

“.......”

Han Lingsha obviously didn't care about Li Chao's departure, and rolled her eyes at Yang Futian: "Whatever, don't you open the door quickly, didn't you hear the master say that you want to go to the main hall, you will go in a while." ”

"Eh, disciple understands!"

Yang Futian beckoned the people of the Xuantian Sect to open the mountain gate, and under Han Lingsha's order, he took Zhao Ming and Ye Ming to the Xuantian Sect first, while Han Lingsha followed Mo Xiaojia all the way, because Han Lingsha was really curious about what happened during the vacuum time when he was away.

The words are divided into two ends, and it is not without reason that Li Chao left suddenly, because he had just met the same time in the Dao Realm, so Li Chao immediately wanted to help Mo Xiaojia make a wheelchair, a chair that would have been called mobile in the Dao Realm.

Although the appearance of Xuantian Sect has changed a lot, the path is the same as the original, and Li Chao quickly arrived at the second peak of Xuantian Sect, a place known as a primitive dense forest.

Soon, Li Chao cut down an ancient tree, made a wheelchair as fast as he could, and then took the wheelchair back to the main hall directly.

The main hall is still the same as before, and there is no change at all, but the difference is that it is now a matter of fact, and most of the people gathered here are not known to the Li Dynasty.

Li Chao squinted, and when he saw Yang Futian sitting in the seat of the head with an embarrassed expression, he couldn't help but squint his little eyes.

Han Lingsha rolled her eyes and glared at Yang Futian angrily: "Why don't you go down quickly, is this where you are sitting?"

Yang Futian blushed, stood up and walked aside.

Han Lingsha wanted to give Yang Futian a slap, but in the end he held back: "There is no place for you next to the sect." ”

“......”

The bitter Yang Futian didn't dare to make a sound, and retreated to the bottom of the stairs again, standing with the other doormen, with an aggrieved look.

Li Chao handed over the wheelchair to Han Lingsha and asked Han Lingsha to go outside the hall to bring Mo Xiaojia in, as for the women's army under Mo Xiaojia, they must not be qualified to enter the main hall, and Li Chao is already extraordinarily generous if he does not punish them.

Finally, he returned to Xuantian Sect, this home that really belonged to him, Li Chao sat on the throne of Xuanshou after a burst of emotion, and the first sentence he said was aimed at Yang Futian.

"You are the fourth generation of Xuantian Sect?"

"It's a disciple, I don't know what the Taishi Ancestor commands?"

"There is only one Xuanshou in this world, that is, the deity, you are the fourth generation of Xuantian Sect, but you are only in the mythical realm, how can He De call himself Xuanshou, huh?"

"Eh, the disciple doesn't dare, this is just a personal transmission of the previous generations, not a disciple who dares to claim to be without authorization, and I hope that Master Taizu will see it. ”

"You're reasonable, but now that the deity is back, you don't have to do it, and I'll decide the future. ”

It is most reassuring to have the power in your own hands, which is also the consistent style of Li Chao.

But Yang Futian didn't think so, his face changed, and he asked Li Chaodao: "The disciple is not convinced, the position of the disciple is passed down by the previous head, and I hope that Master Taizu will forgive me." ”

Obviously, although Yang Futian has recognized the identity of Li Chao, he has no intention of handing over his rights.

Li Chao showed an unfathomable smile at Yang Futian, seeing Yang Futian's straight hair, he couldn't help but turn his head sideways.

The scene became unusually quiet for a while, and those Xuantian Sect disciples all broke out in a cold sweat all over their bodies, thinking about the sparks generated by the encounter between the first generation of the master sect and the fourth generation of the master sect, if they really wanted to rub together, they should stand on that side.

After a while, Han Lingsha pushed Mo Xiaojia into the main hall.

"Disciple meets the master!"

"Disciple meets the master!"

Mo Xiaojia was obviously unable to move, but she still jumped out of the wheelchair and fell to the ground with a very respectful attitude.

This move made the disciples of the descendants of Xuantian Sect all frightened, because in this hundred years, Xie Xiaoyong was in charge of Xuantian Sect in the first few decades, and Mo Xiaojia naturally couldn't attract any sparks, but after Xie Xiaoyong, Li Huai and others died one by one, the entire martial arts world was completely the world of Lu Qingyao and Mo Xiaojia.

Mo Xiaojia, as the leader of the Holy Demon Sect, can be said to be invincible in the world in the later stage, sweeping the martial arts, even those in power dare not compete with him, and the only one who can match him is Lu Qingyao, who was still alive at the time.

(End of chapter)