Concubine Lin trembled slightly as if she was electrocuted, and slowly turned around.
When her eyes fell on Zhang Ruochen, her body trembled even more violently. However, she seemed to think it was her hallucination, so she looked back, shook her head slightly and sighed.
Kong Xuan stood beside Concubine Lin, who had grown into a stunning beauty. When he saw the figures of Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen, his delicate face was full of joy, and he helped Concubine Lin stand up.
"Madam, it's really the young master who's back. Look, it's not an illusion. It's really not an illusion."
Zhang Ruochen walked up to Concubine Lin, his eyes were extremely sour, and he held her tightly. He had thousands of words in his heart that he wanted to say, but he didn't know how to say them. Finally, he turned into one sentence: "Mother, Chen'er will come back to pick you up.
, we will never be separated again."
"Chen'er... it'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back..."
Concubine Lin felt as if she was in a dream, very unreal, and hugged Ning Ruochen desperately, for fear that he would disappear again the next moment.
Mother and son got together and talked to each other endlessly, until Qing Mo and Huang Yanchen prepared dinner, and they walked out of the room and went to the dining hall.
"Kong Xuan, sit down and have a meal. If you don't try Qing Mo's cooking skills, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.
Kong Xuan's cultivation has reached the semi-saint realm, but he still loyally stays by Concubine Lin's side as a maid.
It was precisely because of her care that Concubine Lin was able to come out of sadness and crying again and again.
Therefore, Zhang Ruochen did not regard her as a maid, but as a half disciple.
"Thank you, sir."
Kong Xuan saluted Zhang Ruochen politely, and then sat down.
Reunited after a long separation, Zhang Ruochen felt extremely happy and hoped that he could continue like this and never pay attention to the disputes and vendettas in the world.
However, peace is never that easy, and disputes are inevitable.
Under the cover of night, a strong murderous intent surged forward.
"call!"
Outside Jiezi Mansion, a gloomy wind blew.
Black figures appeared one after another, standing in the shadows.
One of them, an old man with a sallow face, held a dark red holy staff, stared at the brightly lit Jiezi Mansion, and said: "Ling Wang Saint Ancestor has restrained Ling Feiyu, tonight is the best time for us to take action, no matter what, we must
Capture Zhang Ruochen’s mother.”
"However, there is news from the Northern Territory that Zhang Ruochen's three veins have not been abolished, but his cultivation has greatly increased. Even people like Qi Zhenhuan and Mie Feng Blood Saint were killed by him. We captured his mother,
Isn't this a big enemy?" A younger monk said worriedly.
"What do you know? Zhang Ruochen has long been the mortal enemy of our two clans. Only by getting rid of him can we completely eliminate our worries. No matter how strong Zhang Ruochen is, how strong can he be? Can he be compared to the Holy Ancestor of the Spirit King? Can he be compared to the Destiny Corpse Emperor?
"
The old man reprimanded and then said: "Anyway, Princess Silver Shadow has spoken. If this operation fails again, all of us will be turned into ghost servants."
Those black figures all trembled, and then a strong cold air emanated from their bodies.
The old man waved the holy staff in his hand, and thousands of ghost shadows flew out, condensed into a dark wind, and rushed towards the direction of Jiezi Mansion.
The spiritual lamp in Jiezi's mansion shook violently and then went out.
The sergeants guarding Jiezi Mansion had just noticed that something was wrong, when ghosts rushed into their bodies and took over their bodies.
In an instant, all the sergeants froze in place, becoming motionless, with dull expressions, as if they had been struck by a demon.
"Swish."
The monks from the ancient ghost-raising clan and the ancient corpse-driving clan turned into shadows and rushed into Jiezi Mansion without anyone noticing.
In the dining hall, everyone is eating.
Huang Yanchen's eyes were fixed on the gently swaying light. He sensed that an enemy had broken into the Jiezi Mansion and said coldly: "Brother Chen, I'll go out to greet the guests."
"You stay and tell mother about the interesting things we encountered in the Qinglong Ruins Realm, the Yin and Yang Sea, and the Northern Territory. I will go and greet them."
Zhang Ruochen gently patted Huang Yanchen's shoulder and motioned for her to sit down. Then, he smiled at the somewhat uneasy Concubine Lin and walked out of the dining hall.
Standing on the stone stairs, Zhang Ruochen turned around, faced the dining hall, and stretched out a palm.
The strong spiritual power surged out from the palm of his hand, forming a sound-proof barrier that completely enveloped the dining hall.
"Look, there is a figure standing outside the dining hall."
"As long as she is not Zhang Ruochen's mother, all the rest will be destroyed."
Two black figures, like ghosts, flew down from the eaves of a roof. They swung their swords at the same time and slashed at Zhang Ruochen from two very tricky angles.
"Bang bang."
Before their knives hit Zhang Ruochen's body, his body exploded automatically and turned into two masses of blood mist.
Zhang Ruochen was extremely angry. The ancient ghost-raising clan and the ancient corpse-driving clan were so brave that they actually dared to capture his mother. If he hadn't rushed back in advance, wouldn't they have succeeded?
It seems like we have to teach them a painful lesson.
"There are still experts guarding Zhang Ruochen's mother."
Seeing the tragic death of two tribesmen who were not weak in cultivation, the monks from the ancient ghost-raising tribe and the ancient corpse-removing tribe rushed over one after another. Some stood in the courtyard, and some stood on the roof, surrounding Zhang Ruochen.
"He's just a young man, nothing to be afraid of."
A bald old man smiled disdainfully, holding a bell and shaking it vigorously.
"Ding ding."
Behind him, four semi-holy warrior corpses rushed out, all wearing armor and holding bloody knives. The corpse aura emitted was full of corrosiveness, causing the trees, flowers and plants in Jiezi Mansion to wither.
Zhang Ruochen hummed softly and pressed his palm in the air, causing a surge of holy energy to flow out.
Immediately, four semi-holy warrior corpses stopped in mid-air. The corpses burst apart and turned into yellow sand, flowing out of the armor and scattering on the ground.
Only four pieces of empty armor were left, falling to the ground.
"Oh my God, he is a saint."
The monks from the ancient ghost-raising clan and the ancient corpse-driving clan all took a breath of cold air.
Especially the bald old man was so frightened that he couldn't help but step back and try to escape.
Zhang Ruochen pointed his finger, and a wave of sword flew out, hitting the bald old man between the eyebrows. With a bang, the whole head exploded open.
An old man with a sallow complexion, holding a dark red holy staff and riding the dark wind, appeared in the sky above the dining hall.
Seeing the old man appear, the monks from both clans breathed a sigh of relief, and all bowed and saluted: "Greetings to Elder Li Sheng."
Elder Li Sheng's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen, and he said in a gloomy voice: "Boy, you'd better stop meddling in other people's business. If you go against the ancient zombie exorcism clan and the ancient ghost raising clan, you won't end up well."
Zhang Ruochen glanced at him and said, "Who is the envoy? Tell me and I can give you a complete corpse."
The monks from the two tribes all felt that the young man in front of them was really crazy. He dared to say such a thing to an elder from the Holy Realm.
Elder Li Sheng saw Zhang Ruochen's cold eyes, and felt his heart tremble. He realized that the young man in front of him was not simple, and said warily: "Who are you?"
"Who am I? Don't you recognize that I am the person you want to deal with." Zhang Ruochen dispersed his mental power and revealed his true appearance.
"Zhang Ruochen."
A lot of frightened voices sounded.
Nowadays, Zhang Ruochen's reputation has spread all over the world, and he is no longer the junior who was at the mercy of others. Just his identity as the leader of the Blood God Sect can scare countless monks to death.
The monks from the ancient ghost-raising clan and the ancient corpse-driving clan were frightened and fled one after another. They already regretted coming to Jiezi Mansion. Elder Li Sheng was no exception. He tried his best to escape. How could he dare to fight Zhang Ruochen?
Why is it so different?
"Still want to leave?"
Zhang Ruochen didn't take any action at all, he just released the holy power and enveloped the entire Jiezi Mansion.
All the monks from the ancient ghost-raising clan and the ancient corpse-driving clan were suppressed to the point where they knelt on the ground. No one could remain standing, and some of them even fainted directly.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen stretched out a palm and grabbed it from the air.
A large hand seal dozens of feet long appeared, grabbing Elder Li Sheng who had fled to the edge of Jiezi Mansion, dragging him back, and suppressing him in the large hand seal.
Zhang Ruochen walked up to Elder Li Sheng with his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly: "Tell me, who is the envoy? Where are they?"
"Zhang Ruochen, you'd better let me go, otherwise your end will be very miserable." Elder Li Sheng roared.
Zhang Ruochen stopped asking him, stretched out a hand and pressed it between Elder Li Sheng's eyebrows, preparing to seize his memory and find the answer himself.
Elder Li Sheng obviously knew Zhang Ruochen's purpose, so he mobilized the holy energy and rushed into the holy source. The next moment, a destructive force surged out of his body.
"He actually blew himself up to the Holy Source."
Zhang Ruochen frowned and quickly stepped back. At the same time, he moved his finger forward and shattered the space near Elder Li Sheng, forming a broken space area.
Elder Li Sheng's holy body was swallowed by space.
After detonating the Holy Source, it only caused the space to tremble slightly, but did not cause much damage.
Later, Zhang Ruochen began to interrogate other monks. Unfortunately, their cultivation level was too low and their knowledge was very limited, so they did not ask many valuable things.
Just one thing is certain, they are all taking orders from Princess Silver Shadow, and it seems that there are quite a few holy realm masters sent by the two tribes to the Central Imperial City, not only to capture Concubine Lin, but also to make friends with some dignitaries in the court.
And that Princess Silver Shadow is Feng Yinchan's sister. She has a very big purpose, probably to avenge Feng Yinchan.
The monks of the ancient corpse-driving clan and the ancient ghost-raising clan were all killed and crushed into ashes.
Later, Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha Emperor's relic and flew it around the Jiezi Mansion. All the evil spirits that had invaded the body of the guarding sergeant were purified.
The guard sergeants didn't know what happened. They thought they were just distracted for a moment and didn't take it to heart. They started patrolling and standing guard again.
Zhang Ruochen pushed open the door of the dining hall, walked in with a smile, sat on the seat again, and said with a smile: "Mother, how was your chat with Yanchen? Things about the Qinglong Ruins, Yin Yang Sea, and the Northern Territory,
It’s still very interesting. Wherever there is any danger, it’s just those people talking nonsense.”