Chapter 1123 It’s time to settle accounts with them
The two ancestors have been secretly investigating for eighteen years but have not been able to find out. Xiao Yun naturally knows that it is not that easy to find out this matter.
"We must find clues about the mysterious disappearance of your parents, the previous clan leader and others. Without clues, there will be no clue." Yun Tianzun said to Xiao Yun.
"I know."
Xiao Yun nodded. The clues on the two ancestors' side have obviously been cut off. They can only go outside to look for other clues at that time to see if they can find other clues.
"What happened eighteen years ago has already happened, and there is no point in regretting it. As for the mysterious disappearance of Shengtian Prison and others, we will continue to send people to investigate. However, this is not what we should do now, but
Let’s deal with some matters at hand first.” The gray-robed ancestor stood up.
Taking care of something at hand?
Xiao Yun looked confused.
"Let's go, they are waiting, let's go out first."
The white-haired ancestor also stood up. The two ancestors had the same mind, so he knew what the gray-robed ancestor was thinking, and the gray-robed ancestor also knew what he was thinking. There was no need to say too much between the two.
Can understand each other's thoughts.
The two ancestors walked out of the second floor of the secret room, followed closely by Xiao Yun.
Clan leader Sheng Tianze and others are still waiting here. It is not that they have done nothing during this period, but they have already issued an order. Nanmai has sent people to repair Nanmai's residence, and even the entire Nantian City is here.
Under way in an orderly recovery.
"See you two ancestors." The leader of the clan, Sheng Tianze, led all the senior leaders of the saint clan to salute.
"No need to be polite."
The gray-robed ancestor waved his hand, and then turned his eyes to Sikong Town, who was waiting not far away. "When our holy clan is in danger, Mr. Sikong can come to help us. Mr. Sikong's move is not only righteous, but also for me."
The saints provide help in times of need."
"Mr. Sikong's kindness will never be forgotten by our Saint Clan. If Mr. Sikong needs help from our Saint Clan in the future, just ask."
Hearing these words, Sikong Zhen couldn't help but cupped his hands in excitement, "You two ancestors are so polite. I'm just repaying your kindness." already."
"Mr. Sikong repays his kindness. It is a great honor for our holy clan to have a friend like Mr. Sikong." The white-haired ancestor said.
Although Sikong Town was repaying Xiao Yun's life-saving grace, it was already very rare and rare to be able to help the Saint Clan in times of crisis. How could the Saint Clan not make friends with such a person.
For Sikong Zhen, he was surprised and happy that the Saint clan could survive the genocide by repaying his kindness.
The two ancestors of the Saint Clan recovered as before, which surprised him even more. Now that the Saint Clan has survived the disaster, they will inevitably be reborn from the ashes and are expected to become even stronger in the future.
Originally it was to help the Saints, but now it is the other way around. The Sikong family may rise due to the rise of the Saints...
Although Sikong Zhen is an unparalleled sage, he knows very well that the Sikong family can only reach the level of a second-rate force at best, and it is difficult to become stronger.
Now that he has made friends with the Saints, the Sikong family will definitely become more prosperous. This has to be said to be an unexpected gain, and of course it is also the reward for his choice to help the Saints.
Sikong Zhen felt a sense of emotion in his heart. Between a drink and a peck, something was certain.
If he had not thought of repaying his kindness, he would not have come to help the Saints, and he would not have had the chance to attach himself to the Saints.
"In the past eighteen years, my two brothers have been in solitary confinement due to a strange poison in their bodies. As a result, our holy clan has been weak and allowed to be bullied by others!" the gray-robed ancestor said sternly.
After hearing these words, clan leader Sheng Tianze and others looked tense, some even clenched their fists subconsciously, and some looked angry.
Only they know best the grievances the Saints have endured over the past eighteen years.
In the past eighteen years, some of the forces that originally clung to the Holy Clan have almost taken over the Holy Clan, and even acted arrogantly.
However, they dare not say...
…
Because the ancestors are in retreat, and there are rumors that the two ancestors may have had an accident or may have died.
For eighteen years, the entire Saint Clan has been shrinking down, not daring to antagonize any forces in order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.
The Saint Clan was so powerful in the past, but now the Saint Clan is so humble.
"Today! The strange poison on my two brothers has been cured and their condition has recovered. Although they have not yet reached their peak, there is no problem in protecting our saint clan." The gray-robed ancestor said loudly.
Hearing these words, the senior leaders of the Saint Clan were extremely excited. As long as the two ancestors were fine, the Saint Clan would be safe.
At least, the Saints can now raise their heads.
"My holy race is the descendant of the gods, and it has been passed down for millions of years since ancient times. After countless catastrophes, my holy race has not been able to destroy it. As a descendant of the gods, how can I be deceived by the young people! I
The lost face of the Holy Clan will be regained today!" the gray-robed ancestor said loudly.
In an instant, the senior leaders of the Saint Clan were shocked, and some had tears in their eyes because of the excitement. After all, the Saint Clan has suffered too many grievances in the past eighteen years.
"Holy Tianze!" the gray-robed ancestor said in a deep voice.
"Here!" Sheng Tianze responded quickly.
"You and the Southern Meridian Master will lead half of the Four Meridians to follow me to Shenglin City. This Shenglin City has been the land of my Saint Clan since ancient times, and was later lent to the Yaori Clan, but this white-eyed wolf took it for himself.
Today, our holy clan will take back Shenglin City and destroy the Yaori clan!" the gray-robed ancestor said loudly.
Hearing these words, Sheng Tianze and others were immediately excited.
"Four pulse masters!" Sheng Tianze shouted.
"Here!" Nanmai Master and others responded one after another.
"Select men immediately and head to Shenglin City..." Sheng Tianze shouted loudly.
"yes!"
The leader of Nanmai and others were so excited that they quickly dispersed and began to gather people to prepare to quickly go to Shenglin City.< br>
"Xiao Yun, you come with me, we will go there first." The gray-robed ancestor said to Xiao Yun.
"Am I going too?" Xiao Yun was a little surprised.
"Such things will happen from time to time in the future. You have to adapt first." The gray-robed ancestor said. Only the younger generation who have experienced wars can grow up quickly.
Although Xiao Yun has good potential, such a battle is very rare. The gray-robed ancestor naturally has to help Xiao Yun adapt so that he can grow faster in the future.
The next moment, the gray-robed ancestor took Xiao Yun and walked directly through the sky.
The speed of the Supreme Saint Power was so fast that Xiao Yun felt a rush of wind and lightning. In less than thirty breaths, he had already seen Yaori City.
No, Yaori City will soon restore the name Shenglin City.
A moment later, Xiao Yun and the gray-robed ancestor were hanging in the sky. Because they had restrained their auras, no one in the city could notice their presence at all.
The Yaori clan members are preparing many things. Apparently they have received news that the two ancestors of the Saint clan have recovered and are planning to move away.
Although they were a little anxious, they were not panicked, and some were still organizing their things.
At the main hall of the Yaori clan, Xiao Yun saw Yaori Fengyun and others. They seemed to be talking anxiously about something.
"If he is not here, I know that this guy Yaori Wuyan will definitely not dare to return to the Yaori clan. It seems that the Yaori clan has been abandoned by him." The gray-robed ancestor felt it for a while and said in a deep voice.
"Abandoned..." Xiao Yun looked surprised.
"Give up these people and buy some breathing time for himself," the gray-robed ancestor said.
Hearing these words, Xiao Yun was stunned.
"These are all his relatives..." Xiao Yun said calmly after recovering.
"For a person like him, no one is more important than him. Even his descendants are not as important as his own life." The gray-robed ancestor snorted.