Wang Wuyin looked at the white paper in his hand, but his thoughts were far away...

The picture on the white paper made him think a lot at once. The things that had happened on the earth were replayed in Wang Wuyuan's consciousness one after another.

Everything he had experienced in that cave, the process of obtaining the Orb of Ten Thousand Tribulations, apart from himself, the only person who knew about it was "that senior", and it was just the tree that "that senior" planted in Hongmeng.

After the root swallowed the Orb of Ten Thousand Tribulations, it disappeared like the Orb.

Could it be that "that senior" didn't die, but survived for some reason that he didn't know?

If it weren't for this, then how should we explain the painting in front of us!

Just when Wang Wuyin was thinking about these things, the voice of the steward of Wushen Palace sounded outside the room, "Your Majesty, the people have been brought here!"

"Okay, let him in!" Wang Wuyin took a deep breath, gently put the picture in his hand on the table, and looked towards the door.

A monk in his forties, with a somewhat aged look on his face, who had just reached the Three Flower Realm in cultivation, walked into the room with his head in the air.

The man was very nervous. Judging from the clothes he was wearing, he didn't seem to be having a good time. Even when he saw Wang Wuyuan, the man's heartbeat was beating like a drum, his mouth was dry, and he suddenly became cautious.

He pretended to be calm, but judging from that person's cultivation, that person was not born on the Ancestral Star, but from the Dayu Empire or the Wan Zong Alliance. He practiced several techniques, but none of them were top-notch.

The exercises are spread in the Dayu Empire and the Wanzong Alliance, but they are just ordinary...

In short, this person is similar to most monks who go to the Ancestral Star to pan for gold. There is nothing special about him, let alone dangerous.

Wang Wuyin gave a signal with his eyes, and the steward of Wushen Palace bowed and exited the room, and even closed the door.

"Don't be nervous, please take a seat..." Wang Wuyuan pointed to a location in the room.

"Many...thank you..." The man's hands and feet were a little stiff and he walked to that place and sat down. He only had his butt half next to the chair and did not dare to sit down completely.

What Wang Wuyin doesn't know is that in the eyes of these ordinary monks, he feels the same as he did when he first arrived on the Ancestral Star and saw the Supreme and those top powerhouses, which will invisibly put tremendous pressure on people.

"May I have your name?"

"My...my name is Hai Qingkong..." Wang Wuyin asked. As if there were springs under his butt, the man suddenly stood up again and answered politely.

"Don't be nervous, sit down and talk, sit down and talk, let's just have a casual chat here. Can you tell me how you got the painting on the table? And just now you said you were from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortal Sect.

Disciple, I don’t think the technique you practice is from the Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortal Sect?” Wang Wuyuan spoke in a pleasant tone.

Seeing that the famous Incense God who killed the Demon Lord was not as inaccessible as he thought, the man finally calmed down. After sitting down again, his speech slowly became more eloquent, "Please also ask the Incense God to atone for his sins.

I am indeed not a disciple of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Immortal Sect. The reason why I just said this and that is just because the person who gave me this picture asked me to tell the manager of Wushen Palace this way.

Show me the picture, and you will definitely meet me, and you will not blame me, but will also give me some benefits!"

"Oh..." Wang Wuyin raised his eyebrows, "Did someone give you this picture?"

"Yes, I met a person at Jianshan Fortress a few days ago. That person gave me 10,000 Ancestral Divine Crystals and asked me to send you this picture to take a look at and give him a few words...

"

"What words?"

"Well...he asked me to repeat his words to you word for word in front of you..."

"It's okay, you said..."

"Okay, ahem, that, I said..." Hai Qingkong coughed twice, his face straightened, and then he started to speak, "Ahem... Boy, I'm not dead, and I don't know how.

The thing is, I am still alive. After that incident, when I woke up, I found that I had been reborn in the body of a seriously injured dead person. I am now on the Ancestral Star. Everything is fine. You don’t want to come.

Look for me, I am a sinner, and it may be my fate to end up in the world. If I really see you again, I don’t know how I will face you and the sect again. Maybe in the future, I won’t have this obstacle in my heart.

I will return to the sect to apologize and let the sect handle it!"

"...The big mistake I made back then is irreversible, but the only right thing I did was to hand the orb into your hands. The Myriad Tribulations Immortal Sect will definitely be revived in your hands.

My life is a mess. In this life, I want to live a good life and make up for all the regrets and unwillingness. I originally had a lot to say, but I really wanted someone to send you a message, but I found that I couldn’t say much.

Come, I just want you to know that I am still alive, don’t feel sad and blame yourself, forget it, let’s just leave it like this… It’s over…”

Hai Qingkong blinked at Wang Wuyin and stopped.

As expected, that person was still alive, and had escaped from the Orb of Ten Thousand Tribulations and regained a new life. At this moment, Wang Wuyuan was filled with emotions and was sincerely happy for that person.

After knowing that the man was still alive, a burden in Wang Wuyin's heart was unknowingly and quietly removed, and he felt a long sigh of relief.

"Okay, thank you for bringing the words to that person. I don't want the third person to know these words. Do you understand what I mean..."

"I understand, I understand, Xiangshen, don't worry, I am a person of credibility..." Hai Qingkong patted her chest.

"This is a little bit of my gratitude. Please accept it as a thank you gift!" Wang Wuyin pointed casually. On the table in front of Hai Qingkong, there were already two more exquisite medicine bottles. Just looking at the medicine bottles, you could tell what was inside.

The elixir contained must be valuable.

"Then...then I'll accept it..." Hai Qingkong rubbed his hands, swallowed, and put the two medicine bottles on his body, "This...can I go?"

"Well, that's enough..." Wang Wuyin smiled and nodded.

Hai Qingkong nodded and stood up, turned around and walked towards the door. Wang Wuyin kept staring at his back. When Hai Qingkong came to the door and was about to open the door, Wang Wuyin suddenly spoke, "Senior...

"

Hai Qingkong's body trembled slightly, then turned her head and looked at Wang Wuyin with a smile on her face, "Well... I don't know that person either... Does Xiang Shen have anything else to explain..."

Wang Wuyin also smiled and said, "If you can see that person again, just give him a message for me. What is past is past. When he is tired and wants to find someone to support, he can just go back. Wanjie Immortal

There will always be a place for him in the memorial tablet in the ancestral hall of the sect. From now on, in the Milky Way, the Myriad Tribulations Immortal Sect can walk sideways without having to worry about anything..."

"Okay, okay, if I see that person again, I will definitely tell him this..." Hai Qingkong smiled carefully, nodded, and opened the door.

The steward from Wushen Palace who sent him just now was waiting respectfully outside the door.

Wang Wuyin watched as the steward of Wushen Palace sent Hai Qingkong away...

There is a reason to meet!

Even if you don’t see it, there are reasons why you don’t see it!

Wang Wuyin knew what was going on in that person's heart, so forget it, let everything take its course!

Hai Qingkong had just left, and before Wanwu could find Xuanyuan Qianqiu and Tu Tian, ​​Tu Tian had already brought Princess Yao Ling to the Martial God Palace in person, asking to see Wang Wuyin...

Tu Tiandu came to the door with his people in person, what else could Wang Wuyin say, even if he didn't even think about it...

People waiting to be received by Wang Wuyin soon formed a long queue outside the Martial God Palace.

Princess Yaoling, who was beautiful and dignified in palace attire, put on Tu Tian's arm and appeared in front of Wang Wuyin with Tu Tian, ​​looking at Wang Wuyin with extremely resentful eyes.

"Senior, Your Highness Princess, we meet again..." Wang Wuyuan laughed, "I was just thinking of going to have a drink with senior..."

Seeing Wang Wuyin, Tu Tian sighed, spread his hands, and got straight to the point.

"I can't help it. The value of an old man like me now is to guide the younger generation in the family. Who makes me their cousin? We are all a family, so let's not talk about two families going around.

, let’s make it brief…”

Wang Wuyin smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, please tell me if you have anything to say!"

"The Dayu Empire wants to grant you the hereditary title of Prince Protector. You will be called Prince Cangnan. You will be the elder of the royal family. You will be granted the rank of Grand Marshal of the Empire. You will be regarded as the supreme commander of the Guards Corps of the Dayu Empire. You will leave the work to others. Of course.

, If you want to be a member of the royal family, you are also happy. In the future, the Myriad Tribulations Immortal Sect will enjoy the treatment of the top sect in the empire. Several of His Royal Highness’s children and some of the royal family’s children will join the Myriad Tribulations Immortal Sect. If you like it, please give me some advice. Your private galaxy.
Chapter completed!