Zhao Dongxu knew his son's methods, his prudence and cruelty, so he was relieved to ask his son to be inside the cave. Even if the cannon fodder came in, he would be dispersed. His son had the ability to catch others to collect herbs for him. Moreover, he had specially refined several magic weapons to prevent the attacks of the mysterious bee.

He imagined the various dangers that Zhao Wenbin would encounter, and prepared precautions for these dangers. It was simply foolproof. But, so many of them, why hasn't his son come out yet?

Not only did the son not come out, but he didn't see the few throws around him. The unknown feeling appeared little by little. The curtain completely dimmed and the Xiannong Cave was closed.

Originally, he sent his son to the Xiannong Cave with confidence, and even planned to help him once his son left from the inside. He had already drawn the best blueprint for his son, but the most unlikely and unexpected thing happened.

Zhao Dongxu's heart sinks a little bit, and he can't believe that his only son was left in the Xiannong Cave, life and death are unknown, and sadness is shrouded on his face.

No, it’s not that life and death are unknown. Even if he is still alive now, ten years will be a thousand years. Even if his son builds the foundation and forms a elixir, his life span is not enough to support him to live until the next opening of the Xiannong Cave.

No, the son would not be trapped inside. Zhao Dongxu's gaze suddenly looked at the Xuanzhen Sect's resident. The sadness instantly painted a hostile aura. His son died, and they all came out. Why didn't they stay inside for his son to bury him?

"Senior Brother Zhao? Nangong Dongyue looked at Zhao Dongxu with a complicated expression. From the perspective of Xuanzhen Sect, it was unexpected that there were so many disciples coming out this time. The harvest this time would be more than any previous one, which is gratifying.

However, Zhao Dongxu's son Zhao Wenbin did not come out. For the Xuanzhen Sect, he only lost an outer disciple. However, Zhao Dongxu in Ming Dynasty lost his only son.

"Junior Brother Nangong, I understand that I will not lose my mind." Zhao Dongxu raised his hand to stop Nangong Dongyue's words and replied with a gloomy face: "But I must check the cause of my death. Junior Brother Nangong, you won't stop me."

Nangong Dongyue nodded in a complicated expression. The pain of losing his son was heartbroken. Although there was an unwritten rule in the Xuanhuang Continent that no one would ask about the battle in the Xiannong Cave, and strength determines everything. Those who died in the Xiannong Cave will be forgotten, but Zuo is still an outer disciple, and he will not stop Zhao Dongxu from finding out the cause of his son's death.

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhao, this time we have gained a lot from Xuanhuang Continent. So many disciples have returned all over, not to mention the spiritual medicine they brought out, they are the wealth of our Xuanhuang Continent." Shi Linfu from Tainan Gate smiled and came over to bow, as if he had not seen Zhao Dongxu's gloomy face.

"Ah, I remember that Senior Brother Zhao's son is also among the disciples who visited Xiannong Cave. Mr. Zhao is among the phoenixes. This time he gained a lot. Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhao."

Shi Linfu couldn't see Zhao Dongxu's face. Seeing Zhao Dongxu's face getting bluer and bluer, Nangong Dongyue, who was together, was full of worry. How could he not guess that Zhao Dongxu's son might have had an accident, but he insisted on coming over and saying this.

Who made them always have a good career? They want to be the first to behave and have an introverted attitude. Even Zhao Dongxu doesn't like him. I heard that his son is also domineering. Humph, in the world of immortal cultivation, all the domineering people die very quickly.

Zhao Dongxu Han Qixian glanced at Shi Linfu, snorted coldly, and did not answer. When he moved his body, he actually returned to the sect's base on his own.

Shi Linfu's smile froze on his face: "Why is this senior brother Zhao so angry?"

Nangong Dongyue sighed and bowed to Shi Linfu and other sects who were looking over: "Senior Brother Shi, everyone, sorry, our Senior Brother Zhao's son did not come out, he was in a bad mood."

"This? The smile on Shi Linfu's face immediately stopped and he said unexpectedly: "How could it be? There are so many disciples surviving this time, Mr. Zhao? He smiled coldly in his heart. As expected, he was so arrogant and domineering that he died.

Nangong Dongyue sighed, not wanting to say much, bowed down. Even if he said goodbye, he was worried that Zhao Dongxu would have any extreme behavior.

The masters of the Jiedan stage of several sects all looked at the Xuanzhen stage, and their faces were quite dissatisfied. To them, they were just a disciple who was eliminated in the Qi Refining Stage.

Zhang Xiaohan sat in the corner of the sect's sect's sect's territorial resident, and the ancestral figure did not hear it. However, he could see that expression clearly. Seeing Zhao Dongxu flying back with a scary expression, he stood up immediately, motionless.

Zhao Wenbin was suspended above his head, away from the height of the rice, and suddenly released the pressure of the Dan Ke period.

Zhang Xiaohan only felt a great pressure coming, and then his whole body seemed to be penetrated by an invisible gaze. He felt like he was seen through from the inside to the outside. A stream of air conditioning suddenly came from head to toe, his heart was empty, and his legs couldn't help but soften and he knelt on the ground.

"Pu" and "Pu" are all around the sound of knees falling to the ground. The pressure of the Dan-Jing period is not something that their little Qi Refining period disciples can bear. All the black people in the resident kneel all over the ground.

Zhao Dongxu's eyes fell down, and it seemed like a blade swept across everyone kneeling. Zhang Xiaohan's heart was thrilled, and a heart of surrender arose from the inside out.

No! Zhang Xiaohan lowered his eyelids, no!

Zhao Dongxu looked at the underground in grief and wanted to kill them immediately. No, it was not just them, but all the people in the Shennong Cave Palace should be killed. He turned around and looked at the other stations in the distance. There were cheers coming from there, which formed a strong contrast with the silence here.

He did not think that anyone who knelt in front of him would have the ability to hurt his son, but there must be someone who secretly held a grudge against his son, and that person who would have killed him.

But not now, Zhao Dongxu is a cultivator with the Dan stage cultivation level after all. After learning about his son's death, he changed drastically, but he controlled himself.

"Does anyone know the whereabouts of my son Zhao Wenbin? Regardless of life and death, as long as he knows his whereabouts, and Maru Shi is accurate, I will accept him as his personal disciple." Zhao Dongxu's voice was not loud, but every word fell clearly into his ears. Everyone felt surprised, as if Zhao Dongxu was just talking to himself.
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