After everyone rested for a while in Yong'an City, they got up to go back to the Thunder Faction.

These days, Yan Chu is happy outside, but when the group of immortal cultivators gathered in Xinghua Village suffers, if Yan Chu doesn't go back, their wallets will be emptied by Village Chief Li.

Hearing that Yan Chu and the others were about to leave not long after they arrived, Mu Xuzong not only shed tears.

Mu Qingqian saw his father crying, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart: "Dad, why are you crying, we are in Xinghua Village, if you miss me, I will come back to see you at any time." ”

"I'm not crying about this," Mu Xuzong said sadly, "You didn't stay here for a while and left, could it be that Master Yan sincerely brought you back and beat me?"

Mu Qingqian: "......"

Yan Chu said angrily: "How can you think like this, Lord Mu City! Isn't the Nine Rank Pill I saved you valuable???

Mu Xuzong: "Do you think I want to take the Nine Pins Pill???

Seeing that the two of them were arguing, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Keqing urged: "Master, we have to go back quickly." ”

"Okay, let's go!"

Yan Chu threw out the Ink Shadow Sword, and the Edgeworth flew up and beckoned to the others: "Don't cry, let's go!"

Everyone also performed their swordsmanship and flew into the sky.

This time I went back to the mountain gate, but it was not so easy to come out, because the new semester had begun, and everyone was about to enter the stage of crazy cultivation and study again.

After all, the aura in the mountain gate is strong, although it is said that you can travel the rivers and rivers outside and understand life, but cultivating in the mountain gate is ten times more efficient!

Yan Chu heard that Mo Yanli, who had no cultivation, had been in retreat this summer, and the realm was actually about to catch up with Johnson and their group of elite disciples, reaching the level of the Jindan realm!

As a result, everyone's heart to return to the mountain gate is a little more urgent.

......

Outside Xinghua Village, many immortal cultivators who wanted to see the emperor had lost their original passion, and they all rested in the village like wooden people.

"Peanuts, melon seeds, mineral water, drinks, fast food, small benches, do you want!"

Li Yuanfang still worked tirelessly to bring goods in the village, but the business in the past two days was obviously not as good as before.

Everyone also knew that Li Yuanfang was a disciple of the Thunder Sect, and they had special respect for him at first, but after getting acquainted with him in the past few days, he didn't have such a big sense of distance.

Someone pulled Li Yuanfang and asked, "When did your head show up?" I heard that he has already returned to the mountain gate?"

Li Yuanfang coughed dryly twice, and then whispered: "Our head is sick!"

“...... Are you so arrogant in the mountain gate on weekdays?"

"Bah, how do you speak, our head is really sick!" Li Yuanfang said, "Our head has procrastination, difficulty getting up, difficulty in choosing, claustrophobia, ......"

"The emperor has so many illnesses, is he okay?"

Those immortal cultivators had never heard of these diseases at all, and they thought that they were some terminal disease that could not be treated!

Li Yuanfang sighed: "It's not good, the head of the sect has been bedridden since he returned to the mountain gate!"

He was right, the doppelganger arranged by Yan Chu had been following his heart for the past few days and sleeping in the mountain gate......

The immortal cultivators were taken aback: "Isn't Yao Buting Yao Lao also in the mountain gate? He is an immortal-level alchemist, has he seen it in the old man?"

"Yao Lao is also helpless with the master!" Li Yuanfang said.

He didn't lie, and he couldn't even call Yan Chu's clone out of bed.

The boss once said: You can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

The same applies to the clone of the head: you can never wake up a clone of the head who is pretending to be asleep.

"That'...... Then when will we be able to meet the Emperor?" the immortal cultivators asked nervously.

Li Yuanfang thought for a while, pointed to the sky, and then said meaningfully: "I have to wait for him to 'come back'." ”

What he meant was that he had to wait until the real body of the head came back, but he didn't want to tell everyone that the one in the mountain gate was the doppelganger of the head of the house, so he could only answer with such a "vague" answer.

However, when these words fall into everyone's ears, the effect is completely different......

"Brother, what do you mean by what Li Yuanfang's kid said?"

"Don't you understand, the Emperor is terminally ill and bedridden, and if we want to see the Emperor, we must wait until he returns!"

"Isn't it, isn't it?

"Fragile you yo-yo, the Thunder Sect Emperor has educated four preparatory emperor sages, this is still called weak? And three days ago, the fifth preparatory emperor sage also appeared, the emperor has used his life's cultivation to create another god for our Dongze Divine Kingdom!"

"Senior brother is really smart, and he was all guessed by senior brother!"

As a result, rumors slowly began to appear in Xinghua Village......

"The latest news, I'll only tell you one person, don't tell anyone else! The emperor is sick, and it's a terminal illness, and the medicine elder is helpless!"

"Outside the nickname, the emperor and Yao Lao have an incurable disease, and the two of them are already terminally ill!"

"Great news! The emperor has just lost his breath! I heard what the disciples of the Thunder Sect said!"

"Hmm, why did I hear that the Emperor Master had broken through to the legendary realm that was even more powerful than the immortals—the Divine Realm??"

"You must be gossip!"

"Yours is the gossip!"

"Damn, it's better for the two of us to fight, whoever wins will listen to whom!"

"Hit whoever is afraid of whom, Lao Tzu has to beat you out of today, beat you with your again, and beat you into the again!"

"Bah, bah, the words of immortal cultivators are so vulgar, I lose my mother!"

......

Yan Chu and his entourage flew to the sky above Xinghua Village, and when they saw the long-lost apricot blossom forest, Yan Chu felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

I, Yan Chu, are finally back again!!

Fellow Daoists, hurry up and hold a welcome ceremony, this emperor is back!!

However, Yan Chu found that the immortal cultivators in Xinghua Village didn't know what was going on, but they all started fighting!

It's not the kind of flirtatious fighting, but the kind of fighting that fights hard!

Li Zeyang's eyelids also jumped wildly: "I'll go, the Beacon Fire True Man and the Evil Moon Dao people are all bald, the Dhara Sect and the Cuiyu Sect are still fighting, the Qinghong Fairy and the Fire Fox Fairy are fighting the hardest, and the belly pockets are all pulled out!

"Where, where?" Yan Chu asked.

The disciples looked at Yan Chu with strange eyes, and Yan Chu coughed dryly twice and explained:

"Everyone is an immortal cultivator, how can they fight like a hooligan in the market, especially female Taoist friends, this seat cares about their image, and I don't want them to embarrass our immortal cultivators!