"That's not your ambition...I understand..." Nie Yuan smiled.
"Sect Master Nie understands me so well?" Feng Hao asked in surprise.
"..."
Lin Yu doesn't want to talk anymore, can he not understand? Feng Hao doesn't even want the position of leader of the first sect in the southern region.
Zhi is definitely not here.
Feng Hao smiled, then drove the glass flying boat and landed towards the main peak of Tianluo Sect.
The Liuli Flying Boat is unique to the Martial God Sect's leader, so when the Liuli Flying Boat appeared on the Tianluo Sect's main peak, the Martial God Sect disciples were shocked...
Soon the surprise turned to ecstasy.
Because, they saw the sect master Nie Yuan and the guest Qing Feng Hao on the flying boat.
"Sect Master! Guest!"
The disciples of the Martial God Sect were excited. Their sect leader was safe and sound. In other words... the Mortal Saint of the Southern Region was still the sect leader Nie Yuan.
The first sect in the Southern Region is completely stable!
Nie Yuan was deeply moved. This was the disciple he was protecting, and he had no regrets.
After the Liuli Feizhou stopped, Feng Hao and Nie Yuan jumped out and, led by several inner sect elders, went to the Tianluo Hall.
The Tianluo Hall is considered to be the largest palace of the Tianluo Sect, and it was once the place where the Tianluo Sect held discussions.
It is similar to the main hall in the palace where civil and military officials go to court.
However, Tianluo Sect has now become history. Regarding these mountains, including what some temples are used for, the captured Tianluo Sect disciples told the Wushen Sect disciples in detail.
After Feng Hao brought Nie Yuan to Tianluo Sect, he left the main peak.
During this period of time, Yang Jian also suffered fundamental injuries due to the forceful use of a three-pointed double-edged knife and the mysterious power in his body. As time went by, coupled with Feng Hao's treatment.
There is almost nothing serious left.
And Yang Jian also understood the fact that he was really not an ordinary person.
Inseparable, he is the Yang Jian in the mythical story.
And the big black dog next to him is the Howling Dog.
When Feng Hao appeared on the hilltop where Yang Jian and the big black dog were, the two of them subconsciously turned their heads to look.
Immediately, I saw Feng Hao walking over.
"Tao Master..."
Yang Jian bowed to Feng Hao.
Feng Hao smiled and said, "How do you feel?"
When Yang Jian saw that Feng Hao was so talkative, he suddenly became shy, scratched the back of his head and said, "Thanks to Taoist Master for his treatment..."
"You are a disciple of my dojo. You can't watch such an outstanding talent disappear..."
Feng Hao also learned to joke, and after spending a long time with these mortals, he also had the aura of fireworks.
And he does not reject this, and even thinks it is quite good.
Feng Hao now feels that no matter what he does or says... his attitude towards dealing with others is all practice.
This kind of practice is another transformation and sublimation of the soul.
Originally, he had always thought that after becoming the Lord of the Universe, his attitude towards everything in the world would become indifferent.
Except for some people he cares about, everyone else is just ants.
But now, after entering Lin Zhou, both the young man in black robe and Nie Yuan's behavior have deeply affected him.
After Yang Jian heard Feng Hao's praise, he suddenly felt at a loss. After all, the Taoist in front of him could be said to be the first god on earth.
And he had only just realized that he might be Yang Jian in the mythical story.
Moreover, Yang Jian's cultivation level is not too strong.
Therefore, Yang Jian felt too pressured by Feng Hao's praise and said: "The Taoist Master is too complimentary..."
Feng Hao smiled and said: "Practice hard, you will be good..."
Afterwards, Feng Hao took out the three-pointed two-edged knife from his Fengzhou that only he and Yang Jian could hold, and handed it to Yang Jian.
It is considered to be returned to its original owner.
Yang Jian took the three-pointed two-edged sword and suddenly had an impulse to think about it. Happiness came too suddenly...
"Yang Jian, you have to remember that the power in your body should not be used until the moment of life or death. Now you should practice and constantly dissolve that power and use it for your own use..." Feng Hao said seriously.
Yang Jian nodded and said: "Yes!"
But soon, he noticed something was wrong, because the words Feng Hao told him felt very much like he was about to leave.
With questions and confusion, Yang Jian looked at Feng Hao and said, "Tao Master...is leaving the Martial God Sect?"
Feng Hao nodded and said: "This time when I went to the ruins of the imperial city, I discovered some things, so I wanted to find out..."
The old Feng Hao would never have said so much to Yang Jian.
But now, Yang Jian's status in Feng Hao's heart has long been different from what it used to be... Feng Hao feels that if Yang Jian is trained more, he will definitely be the second Sun Wukong or the Bull Demon King in the future.
"good!"
Yang Jian had no reason to stop Feng Hao and nodded heavily.
He believed that Feng Hao must have discovered something.
In fact, Feng Hao didn't find anything, he simply felt that he no longer needed to stay in Wushen Sect for a long time.
Because, from the moment his identity and strength were exposed, he was destined not to belong here.
If he could still hide his cultivation back then, he might still be serving as a guest in the sect as Feng Haoran.
After Feng Hao left the hilltop where Yang Jian was, he went to meet the next five members of the Dragon Group.
He found that everyone in the Dragon Group headed by Long Bufan had made great progress in strength and cultivation.
This is a good thing!
Feng Hao then told the Dragon Group about his departure from the Martial God Sect. After all, he had promised the leader that he would train the members of the Dragon Group into true tiger and wolf gods.
When Long Bufan heard that Feng Hao was leaving, he was not too surprised. It seemed that he had expected it.
"Wind Emperor has his own affairs. Of course, just go ahead and do it. On matters of cultivation, Feifan and I will supervise each other..."
Long Bufan said seriously.
"Um!"
Feng Hao had almost finished explaining, and finally went to the top of the main peak where Nie Yuan and the elders of the Martial God Sect were.
"Master Feng!"
When the inner sect elders saw Feng Hao coming in, they subconsciously shouted.
Feng Hao smiled bitterly and said: "I am not the sect leader...I came here just for this matter..."
"What's the matter?" Nie Yuan asked.
"Leave the Martial God Sect temporarily and go to the Imperial City of Daxia..." Feng Hao said.
Nie Yuan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Why did Lin Yu go to the Imperial City of Daxia? The imperial court's decree had already been issued.
Of course Feng Hao would not say that the reason he went there was to investigate the young man in black robe, including the world.
Feng Hao always remembered what the young man in black robe said to him, saying that his opportunity might be in this world...
So... Feng Hao thought about going out more often, what if he saw that young man again?
Wouldn’t it be possible to get really closer to the truth?
"Can you go later?" Nie Yuan asked with an ugly face.
Feng Hao was stunned for a moment, what difference does it make if he goes early or goes late? However, Nie Yuan said with a sad face: "I haven't recovered from my injury yet... Can I defend the sect without you?"