"Yang Zun, I really haven't come back, what are you saying?"

Xiao Nan stayed in the Martial Arts Holy Academy, and while welcoming the people from the Thirteen Prefectures of the Yuan Dynasty, he investigated the whereabouts of Yangzun and his father, trying to learn about their news from the Martial Arts Holy Academy.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed: "No one responded to any useful message in the Holy Academy of Martial Arts!"

Wen Qingcheng and the others did not know about Yang Zun for a year. After the battle of the Thirteen States of the Imperial Capital, Yang Zun followed Xiao Wuhui to Dayuan and did not know where to be free and easy.

"It seems like a few months ago, there was a letter from the Zixu Martial Realm. However, the divine essence is dim and the content is incomplete. There is only one word thunder that is very real, like the sun shining on us, which is overwhelming and terrifying."

However, after asking carefully, there was still something to gain. The Holy Academy took out a long letter and handed it to him: "That's it."

There are many ink words on the snow-white paper, but many are hidden at this moment, most of which are not complete. Only one word thunder is clearer, like billions of thunder rushing, storming deep in his eyes... The soul of the Emperor Wu, under his persistent tempering, was promoted to the tenth level of the universe, and still felt deep pressure! "The realm of Yang Zun has also been broken. Now it is the realm of King Wu, and his soul is the way to forbidden prison!"

Of course, he knew that Old Yang's soul was also the soul of Martial Life. He once had no choice but to compete with the Sword Saint Sword Domineering, showing extremely terrifying soul talent.

Now, Yang Lao's strength has increased, and the power of his soul is also strong enough to affect the Dharma image of reincarnation. The Imperial Martial Spirit, which is closely related to the Dharma image, naturally feels the pressure.

This is a good thing! He reduced his concern for his father and others: "Yang Zun, leaving Dayuan, with courage and diligence, he will definitely have some adventures. His father and him will definitely be able to accompany him to have more guarantees!"

"There may be amazing changes!"

His father's qualifications are not weak. Yang Zun once said that he is not inferior to him. If Yang Zun can get adventures and fortunes, his father will definitely not be bad. Their situation must be good.

Speaking of which, Yang Zun and his father were inseparable from ages. However, he, the first registered disciple who knew Old Yang, didn't like him very much. With the letters stacked up, Xiao Nan's eyes smiled and flashed again: "Thunder!"

Thunder God Holy Sect?

Thunder God Pavilion?

Leiling Mountain?

Subconsciously, he thought a lot, and even he was surprised, his eyes lit up slightly: "Will they be with Lei Guying?"

"This is possible!"

My mother and her father seemed to have a friendship with Lei Guying, so when they went to Lei Shen City, he was under the care of the Lord of the Thunder God Pavilion. After several months of separation, they might meet up! The more they thought about it, the more they felt that they were like this. They made up their minds and went to Lei Shen Mountain after returning to Zixu.

He missed them here, and on the other hand, there were also people thinking about them. Through the grass and mountains of several mountains, the moonlight was particularly beautiful. Yang Qianchan was as beautiful as a person walking out of the scroll.

Standing lightly in the wind...                                                                                                                            

When Si Ming heard the qin, he found the land of Caoshan. After learning that he was heading for Dayuan, he chased after him without stopping. This was the first time she had seen Xiao Nan's parents.

Xiao Wuxuan is a heroic spirit, and a great man.

Si Ming Wenqin was so smart that she looked at people, making her cold and arrogant Tianxin feel unfathomable, and there was no secret in her body.

These two people are a perfect match! In a short time, I already knew that this family is extraordinary, let alone Lei Guying, the head of the Thunder God Pavilion, looked at her eyes with a faint hostility, which made her so proud and confident woman desperately miss Xiao Nan.

Xiao Nan is her heartfelt, and only he can make her strong enough to be fearless of all worldly doubts.

She was worried, which made Weishu and Gongzi Lan pay close attention to the chess game in the cottage. He only heard the chess pieces staggered, and the evil young master on the side shook his head: "In this game, Senior Brother Wei lost, the chess is like a human being, his heart is confused, and no matter how profound the attainments are, it will be in vain."

"Lost."

Weishu smiled bitterly and put the chess piece that hesitated for a long time without falling down. He had no choice but to throw it into the chess box: "You are not as skilled as human."

"Senior Brother Wei, with your achievements, you are far better than me, but your heart is in a mess and you won't win."

Gongzi Lan, his family, knew his family affairs, turned his eyes and saw the moonlight in the distance and said, "A person like Senior Sister Yang will fall in love and become so unconfident."

"You and His Highness the Third Princess have achieved success and return to Tianjue. We will get married soon. We are waiting for this wedding wine."

Evil Young Master, joke about Young Master Lan.

Jue Youxin and Gongzi Lan faintly created sparks during the training of the Dayu Martial Arts. The two of them were already a master of heaven. One was talented and the other had a beautiful family background. This was a perfect match.

Jue Youxin was unable to lose face because of her identity as a princess in the past, but she had seen the vast martial arts. Tianjue was just a place that was far from powerful, so she waived a lot of pride.

"The Emperor Tianjue may not be willing."

He smiled bitterly, Young Master Lan, was not that optimistic.

The Xie Gongzi and others looked at each other: "Yes, the Tianjue Empire attaches great importance to the bloodline of the direct lineage and marriage partners, and they are all imperial nobles. It is difficult for the retainers like Prince Lan to hold the princess back."

"What's going on with Senior Sister Yang."

Young Master Lan changed her mind again and shifted everyone's attention to the moonlight. Looking at her cold appearance, Weishu shook her head: "What is love in the world? But I believe that she and her junior brother are destined to be separated because of being broken up."

"So what about the demon?"

He stretched out his palm, which was a love thread, which was so red that it was so terrifying that it was dazzling and gorgeous. It was hidden in the palm lines in the middle, as if it was cut by a sharp weapon. When it gathered, it could still sense the hidden fragrance.

A thread of love is born in the south, and the beautiful woman's tears are formed. Thousands of thoughts hold on to the only strand, killing me for three lives, giving up my bitter thoughts, and only wishing to see the old face in the cycle of reincarnation.

"This thread of love is born because of you and exists because of you. It is its blessing, your suffering, and my regret. If there is a next life, you would rather destroy me than me."

The closed palm felt a slight tingling pain, but the beautiful figure seen by the Thunder God Pavilion appeared in the heart of the scholar.

Heart dust!                                                                                                                              

He turned around and returned to the place of meditation. Under the moonlight, there was also a seed of lovesickness.

The evil young master and the young master Lan sighed in their eyes: "Everyone is fighting hard in this world, trying hard to pass through. Who can persuade him and who can pass through? They all say that the Buddha has no dust, no desire, no self, and gods and demons cut their love, thoughts and hearts. Who really knows that there is no desire in their hearts that cannot be cut down?"

This martial arts world is born to be reincarnation. People say that it is heaven, but hell. They think that the lead to immortality, but in fact it is an endless abyss. Only in the abyss, the only one lonely line is climbed by thousands of troops... They, if they are not careful, will never be restored and fall into the abyss forever.
Chapter completed!