In front of the defensive formation gathered by the power of the source, Luo Chen's face was pale and his aura was messy.
On the day Su Zhiyuan first came to the fairy world, in order to find out the news about Lingxi, he did not hesitate to waste a ray of his soul and forcefully broke through the formation to go to China for induction.
As the Lord of the Wuchen Immortal Realm, it is undoubtedly extremely stupid to act at the expense of one's own origin.
However, Luo Chen clearly knew the status of Lingxi in Suning's heart, so he had to pay attention to it.
Unfortunately, the soul did not find Lingxi in China, and he could not give any explanation to Suning.
This made Luo Chen, a teacher, feel ashamed and wished he could dig a hole to bury himself.
After all, the reason why Suning chose to join Wuchen Immortal Palace and become his direct disciple under Luo Chen's sect was that he had to protect his family.
Luo Chen broke his promise, feeling angry and helpless at the same time.
Therefore, he could only agree to Suning's request, hurt the source again, and personally send him to China for a trip.
"Ziyao deposed the Star Realm and his party. You ran out of cards and were almost intercepted by the dead men of the Lu family on the way."
"This is a lack of consideration for my teacher, and it almost cost you your life."
"You..."
Sitting cross-legged, Luo Chen took out a Qiankun bag from his sleeve and said, "Take it."
"There are ten life-saving talismans prepared by my master for you, all of which contain the full power of the seventeenth-level True Immortal."
"Including thirty Thousand Miles Instant Talisman and five Thousand Miles Instant Talisman."
"And a "Qingluan Mirror" that contains the cultivation level of the 18th-level True Immortal. It can be used both defensively and offensively. I asked for it from Jiang Changnian."
"in addition......"
After thinking for a moment, he pushed a piece of golden dead leaf with mysterious runes in front of Suning and said: "The treasure my master left to me once sealed the supreme magical power of the three forms, half saints and four realms."
"I have used two of the three magical powers, and only the last one has been sealed for thousands of years."
"I can keep it till now, firstly because I can't bear to use it."
"Secondly, at my current level of cultivation, unless it's a life-and-death struggle, it's basically useless."
Suning bowed and took it, with a grateful expression on his face: "Thank you, Master. I blame my disciple for being useless and asking you to worry about it."
Luo Chen sighed softly: "Since you have entered my sect, how can I not protect you as a teacher?"
"Go ahead, take care of your household affairs, and settle down your family members. There is no need to worry about your precious daughter in the fairy world. I will take care of it for you."
Suning calculated: "May I ask Master, how long can I stay in China?"
"Do I have to wait until the original power is completely integrated into the Wuchen Fairyland before I can come back?"
Luo Chen nodded and said: "Three months is enough."
Suning said happily: "Okay, when the three months expires, I will return to the Immortal Palace on time."
Luo Chen was unable to raise his hand, and his figure was scattered.
Suning quickly flashed into the stone gate and descended from the ladder to Huaxia.
In less than half a stick of incense, he appeared above the lake at the Immortal Tomb.
It was midsummer at this time, the sun was scorching like fire, and the cicadas were chirping incessantly.
Suning, who had not seen the sun for nearly a year, closed her eyes tightly and had a happy smile on her face.
"Huaxia, Kunlun, Kyoto, Taoshan Village."
He murmured to himself, his mind constantly spreading.
He saw the old sleeping monster in the first hall of the Immortal Tomb, carrying a wine jar and drinking happily.
I saw Mrs. Jin, who had used the "Spirit-Taking Technique" on Lingxi, meditating and adjusting her breath, and there were faint signs of breaking through the seventeenth level of martial arts.
It was as pleasant as it was to see the round-faced old man, one of the Taoists, drinking tea on the steps.
Suning scanned them one by one, and the past came to mind.
A year ago, his Dantian was destroyed and life was worse than death.
A year later, he successfully washed away his mortal flesh and bones and became a supreme immortal body.
