When all the dragons in the secret realm of the abyss entered the big world, Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves and closed the entrance to the big world.
"Senior Zhuhuang! Do you really plan to stay?"
Zhuo Wen looked at the middle-aged scribe in front of him, pondered for a moment, and asked in a deep voice.
Zhuhuang smiled and said: "I will never regret what I have decided! And I can't get rid of you in everything. After all, I am the senior. Let a junior bear most of the responsibilities. Wouldn't it be wrong for me as a senior to do so?"
Too incompetent?"
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen smiled slightly, but didn't say anything else. He respected Zhuhuang's decision from the bottom of his heart.
"Senior Zhuhuang! This matter is over, I am going to the Ancient Hongmeng Tree! You can stay in the abyss realm from now on!" Zhuo Wen looked at Zhuhuang and said.
"Lord of the Abyss, from now on Senior Zhuhuang will be entrusted to you!" Zhuo Wen looked at the Lord of the Abyss again.
"What are you talking about, little friend Zhuo! From now on, I will still have to be taken care of by Senior Zhuhuang!" the Lord of the Abyss said quickly.
Zhuo Wen nodded and said: "Friends, this is the farewell! We will meet on the battlefield someday!"
With that said, Zhuo Wen stepped lightly with the sole of his foot, ripples appeared in the void, and Zhuo Wen disappeared.
Qi Huan realm.
Zhuo Wen broke through the void and appeared in the sky above Qi Huan's realm. Looking down at the prosperous cities and countless people flowing below, Zhuo Wen's eyes showed emotion.
Qi Huan Realm was just a low realm back then, but it has only just recently transformed into a high realm.
Zhuo Wen knew that all of this was brought about by Zhuo Junan and the Long family behind him, otherwise the Qi Huan realm would not have developed so fast.
When Zhuo Wen landed in Qihuan City, he walked leisurely among the busy traffic and looked at the bustling scene around him, Zhuo Wen nodded secretly in his heart.
Zhuo Junan is indeed his son. After becoming the master of Qi Huan's realm, he never expected that he could manage this realm in such an orderly manner.
Although Zhuo Wen was walking leisurely on the street, the street turned a blind eye to him, as if Zhuo Wen did not exist.
Especially when someone came in front of Zhuo Wen, some kind of order suddenly appeared in his mind and he subconsciously avoided Zhuo Wen.
This person felt strange beforehand, turned his head and looked behind him, but found nothing. He just patted his head in frustration and continued to move forward.
This phenomenon is not an isolated case. Along the way, Zhuo Wen knows how many people have experienced this strange phenomenon.
After a while, Zhuo Wen walked to the end of the street and stepped into the central hall in the divine city.
The core palace of Qihuan City is extremely tightly guarded. After Zhuo Wen entered the central hall, the guards turned a blind eye to him, as if Zhuo Wen was a mass of air that could not be seen or touched.
"Little master! Don't run around, or you may hurt yourself!"
Suddenly, in the main hall, several beautiful maids rushed out of the hall with anxious faces.
These maids had good cultivation and turned into several streaks of light at extremely fast speeds, like flying rainbows.
But the child in front of them was faster, with a mysterious purple-gold light all over his body, and he was giggling.
"Come after me! If anyone catches me, I will listen to them. If I can't catch you, I won't listen!" A childish voice came from the purple-gold light group.
Zhuo Wen looked around and found that inside the purple-gold light group was a little boy of about five or six years old.
The little boy is plump, wearing only a bellyband and two braids on his head. His skin is white and rosy. He looks very cute, and you can't help but want to take a bite.
The moment Zhuo Wen saw the little boy, he immediately became happy. Somehow, he sensed the blood connection in the little boy's body.
He immediately understood that this little boy was his grandson, Zhuo Jun'an's child.
"Jun An, this little guy, why didn't he tell me when he gave birth to a grandson? And he didn't report it to Chen Xue. It's really..."
Zhuo Wen shook his head. Although he complained, his face was filled with a happy smile.
"Come after me! Haha, I can't catch you!"
The little boy's little feet kicked in mid-air, and purple-gold light continued to pour out from his body, making his and my speed a little faster.
Although the maids had good cultivation skills, they still couldn't catch up with the little boy even if they tried their best. They could only shout to the little boy to stop quickly.
"You can't even catch me, why should I listen to you stop!" The little boy chuckled and moved his little feet more energetically.
Suddenly, the little boy bumped into a figure. He let out a pained cry and sat down on the ground.
"You...who are you?
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The little boy sat on the ground, raised his head, looked at the young man standing in front of him with his crystal clear and beautiful eyes like gems, and asked curiously.
The strange young man in front of him felt very strange to him. He was sure that he had never seen this person in the core temple of Qihuan City.
You must know that his father once told him that this core temple is the most heavily guarded place in Qi Huan's realm, and no outsiders can break in.
He has lived in this temple since he was born. He knows everyone in the temple, but he has never seen the young man in front of him.
Isn't this person from the temple? Then why does he appear in the core temple?
Moreover, the little boy also discovered that although he had never seen the young man in front of him, he felt strangely familiar to him.
He had felt this feeling from his father Zhuo Junan before, it was some kind of indescribable connection deep in the blood.
"You...who are you? You are not from the Core Temple, are you?"
When the little boy stopped, several maids who were chasing him immediately caught up with him, protecting the little boy behind them and looking warily at the strange young man in front of them.
Clang clang clang!
Many guards guarding the temple were suddenly awakened. They all came with divine spears in hand and surrounded the young man.
The strange young man who suddenly appeared was none other than Zhuo Wen.
"You are so brave, you actually dare to break into the core temple of Qihuan Divine City! This is the forbidden area of Qihuan Divine City!"
A burly man with a powerful aura, who looked like the captain of the guard, came out at this moment and looked at Zhuo Wen warily.
"You guys stop it!"
Suddenly, the little boy shouted loudly, and the guards holding the divine spears all paused. Then the little boy suddenly turned into a purple-gold stream of light, broke through the encirclement, and floated in front of Zhuo Wen.
"You feel so familiar to me, who are you?" the little boy asked crisply.
"My name is Zhuo Wen!" Zhuo Wen said slowly.
His voice was very soft, but it had some strange energy that was transmitted to the minds of everyone present silently.
In the end, the sound traveled farther and farther, finally alarming the creatures in the surrounding temples, including Zhuo Junan's palace.