"Wu Que, you are the divine dragon that travels across the nine heavens. Feel free to fly. If you are tired, come back at any time. The Northern Territory will always be your home!"
Elder Tianjin spoke, with a kind of vicissitudes and leisurelyness in his voice, but a smile emerged on his face. She looked at Ye Wuque with reluctance, but more of a blessing and pride.
Weng Qingyue's eyes were red, and she stared at Ye Wuque, her beautiful eyes full of reluctance, but she did not speak.
Mo Qingye's beautiful eyes were already moist. He held the corners of his skirt tightly with both hands, biting his red lips. There was a deep reluctance on his beautiful face. Ye Wuque's figure was reflected in his eyes, and it seemed that there was something there.
There were thousands of words to say, but they were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say a word. Only a trace of clear tears fell down.
Ye Wuque once again cupped his fists and bowed to the elder Tianjin. Feeling the eyes of Weng Qingyue and Mo Qingye, Ye Wuque felt a little sad in his heart, but he still smiled freely and freely at the two women, like warm sunshine.
"treasure……"
The words with a hint of smile echoed out, and soon Ye Wuque stopped staying, turned around and left, and his figure gradually faded away.
Looking at Ye Wuque's slowly disappearing figure, Mo Qingye finally couldn't hold back the emotions in his heart, tears fell like raindrops, and he opened his red lips as if to say something, but in the end no sound came out.
Weng Qingyue hugged her junior sister and looked at her heartbroken look, feeling extremely sad in her heart.
"Okay, okay..."
Only the Tianjin Elder's comforting voice with a hint of love resounded in the Forbidden Palace.
Outside the Forbidden Palace, Ye Wuque's figure stepped out. He raised his head slightly and looked at the sky full of stars and the bright moon hanging high. There was a trace of emotion in his bright eyes.
Immediately, Ye Wuque flashed his right hand, and the Tianya Talisman appeared in his hand, and the power of his spiritual thoughts surged, sending out a message.
After doing all this, Ye Wuque took a step forward and disappeared from where he was.
call out……
When Ye Wuque appeared again, he came to another hall, where four figures were sitting cross-legged, each holding a piece of jade slip in their hand, meditating mesmerically.
"Flawless!"
"Little junior brother!"
…
Ye Wuque's sudden appearance immediately made all four people in the hall look surprised!
Looking at the four people in front of him, Ye Wuque had a faint smile on his face. He was arriving at the Battle Formation Palace at this moment.
"Hiss! This wave of fluctuation... has you successfully broken through to become a junior Taoist master?"
After Elder Tianzhan felt it carefully, his old face showed a hint of shock, and he immediately asked Ye Wuque.
Ye Wuque nodded slowly and did not deny it.
"What a great fellow! You are worthy of being my junior brother! What a double master of war! It's amazing! It's amazing!"
Senior brother Gu Fan's face showed excitement, with a hint of emotion and joy.
Zhai Qing and Zi Ling also had the same expression on their faces. They were both happy for Ye Wuque and even more proud.
"Hahahahaha! Zhan Ban Shuang Jue! Wu Que, only you can achieve this step! I have such a disciple in Tianzhan, what more can I ask for?"
Elder Tian Zhan laughed loudly and Lao Huai comforted him.
Ye Wuque looked at the four people in front of him, a trace of reluctance welling up in his eyes, but it was only fleeting, and then he waved his right hand again!
In an instant, dozens of small jade bottles appeared in front of the four people, and at the same time, his voice sounded, echoing in the battle formation palace.
"Master, Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Sister, this is my last little gift."
As soon as these words came out, Elder Tianzhan was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly, his expression became open-minded and leisurely, and he said with a smile: "The eagle spreads its wings and fights in the sky. This place is too small, perfect, you should
There is a broader world, go ahead, the Northern Territory will always be your home, and the Battle Palace will always be your home."
"Junior brother! Take care of yourself all the way!"
Feelings of parting overflowed in an instant, but Gu Fan, Zhai Qing, and Zi Ling all had smiles of blessing on their faces, full of sincerity.
Ye Wuque nodded lightly, cupped his fists and bowed deeply to Elder Tianzhan. He immediately stopped staying and strode away. A "treasure" echoed out without stopping for a long time.
The holy way of all heavens, the small world of lotus flowers.
Ye Wuque once again appeared in a paradise-like, forbidden place belonging to the Linglong Holy Lord, and Gu Qingchen was also here.
Ye Wuque's appearance immediately surprised these two outstanding women from the Northern Territory!
"Flawless!"
"Flawless!"
The female voice spoke in unison, and the originally blurry face suddenly became clear, and two beautiful faces were revealed!
In front of Ye Wuque, neither Holy Lord Linglong nor Gu Qingchen would hide their faces.
"Aunt Chen! Aunt Linglong!"
Looking at the two people in front of him, Ye Wuque showed a hint of deep gratitude in his eyes.
But Ye Wuque's eyes flashed immediately. After sizing up Holy Lord Linglong, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Aunt Linglong, give me your hand, so that you can calm down."
Without any hesitation, Holy Lord Linglong immediately stretched out his right hand and did as Ye Wuque ordered.
In an instant, an extremely pure fighting energy of the holy way entered the body of Linglong Saint from Ye Wuque's body, and circulated for nine great weeks!
Holy Lord Linglong was immediately sweating profusely, his beautiful face was flushed, and his slightly closed eyes were trembling!
When Ye Wuque took back his hand, Lord Linglong opened his eyes again, filled with excitement and surprise!
"My hidden wounds...are all healed!"
"Aunt Linglong, don't worry. From now on, you will no longer have any shackles. You can continue to practice and make breakthroughs."
Holy Lord Linglong looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes slowly moistened, and he didn't know what to say.
Gu Qingchen smiled softly and said: "Wuque is a close relative in our eyes. There is no need to say any more words of thanks. Wuque, you are here to say goodbye, right?"
Gu Qingchen, who occupies the eastern soil, has amazing eyesight and can hit the nail on the head.
Ye Wuque nodded directly, no longer hiding anything. With a wave of his right hand, dozens of small jade bottles appeared and landed next to Holy Lord Linglong and Gu Qingchen.
"Aunt Chen, Aunt Linglong, Uncle Fu left me clues, I'm going to follow his footsteps and find him!"
As soon as these words came out, both Holy Lord Linglong and Gu Qingchen trembled. Finally, the two women looked at each other and smiled, looking at Ye Wuque. Finally, Holy Lord Linglong said: "Go, Wuque, and take care of yourself along the way."
"Don't worry, I will take care of Murong's family."
Ye Wuque nodded heavily, bowed deeply to the two women with clasped fists, and then strode away without saying goodbye.
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This is a brightly lit hall located in the Guest Abode of the Holy Path of All Heavens, specially used to entertain distinguished guests visiting the Holy Path of All Heavens.
The people living here temporarily now are the first family in the East who came with Gu Qingchen... the Murong family!
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Guest Abode was lively. The head of the Murong family, Murong Changqing, was sitting on the main seat, with the elder Murong standing behind him, and on the two auxiliary seats below, a figure was sitting on each of them.
The man is tall, has a powerful aura, and has tough eyes. The scar on his face not only does not match his appearance at all, but also adds to his toughness. He is none other than Murong Hai!
Nowadays, Murong Hai has long been an outstanding disciple of the Holy Way of All Heavens. His outstanding achievements in the Northern Tianyu Civil War have attracted the attention of countless people.
The other figure is a woman with an proud figure, wearing a bright red martial arts skirt. She is beautiful, fair and delicate, with red lips and a smile. She is Murong Binglan.
At this moment, the Murong family was chatting happily with a group of people sitting opposite. The leader was none other than the number one member of the younger generation of the Saints of All Heavens... Ximen Zun!
Next to Ximen Zun is Zhuo Bufan, followed by Mo Honglian, Fang He, Mo Baiou, Lin Yingluo, and Sima Ao, all here.
Both parties had tea instead of wine, and the atmosphere was warm and full of laughter and laughter.
Murong Binglan's beautiful eyes swept back and forth over the faces of Ximen Zun and Zhuo Bufan, with a trace of longing and desire surging deep in her eyes.
"Whether it is Ximen Zun or Zhuo Bufan, they are both top-notch talents in the Northern Territory... If I can become a Taoist companion of either of them, then my status in the future will be extremely noble!"
Murong Binglan's mind was filled with thoughts, but suddenly another figure emerged in her mind, but she immediately suppressed it, unwilling and daring not to think about it.
Murong Changqing looked at Ximen Zun in front of him, but his heart was filled with emotion and gratitude.
"To be able to be treated so courteously by the saints in the heavens, after all, it depends on your perfect face!"
Murong Changqing understood, what is the identity of Ximen Zun?
He could bring a group of people to come here specially to make friends, and they would only care about Ye Wuque's face. Otherwise, what's the point of just being a member of the Murong family?
When thinking of Ye Wuque, Murong Changqing's eyes were filled with pride.
However, in the next moment, a man's voice with a faint smile suddenly sounded in the brightly lit hall.
"Wu Que, I have met Uncle Changqing..."
A figure appeared quietly in the hall. He was tall and slender, with a fair and handsome face. It was Ye Wuque!
"Flawless!"
"Junior Brother Ye!"
"Flawless!"
…
In an instant, everyone in the entire hall stood up, their faces full of surprise, especially Murong Changqing!
But Murong Binglan, who was originally holding the tea cup in her delicate hands, trembled, her right hand shook, and the tea cup in her hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound!