Su Wen'an's expression changed slightly, and he nodded in surprise, "Remember."
How could he not remember?
In their generation, Su Wenchong was equivalent to Su Lingzhou, a member of the Su family! But when he secretly sneaked into the Divine Transformation Domain many years ago, he was left in it forever. Now, one or two hundred years have passed.
Okay, why would the bloodless ancestor suddenly mention this matter?
"Su Wenchong is still alive and is rushing back to Tianqin City. This time the three empires are attacking the Dragon Saint Empire. There is some chaos outside. Please go out personally and bring him back."
Blade has no blood.
"What?
Is he still alive?"
Su Wen'an looked shocked.
This is impossible! Could it be that the bloodless ancestor is getting older and his mind is getting confused?
Ren Wuxue gave a few simple explanations, and Su Wen'an suddenly understood. After that, he was shocked.
This time in the Divine Transformation Realm, a genius from seven or eight hundred years ago actually emerged?
Those geniuses were basically the best of their time! I thought they had died in the realm of divine transformation long ago, but I never thought that they were trapped in the forest of death and did not die. Even Shou Yuan had not changed much! "You put Su Wenchong
Take it back, and then you and Su Wenxuan will temporarily take over the Su family. I want to retreat. This time of retreat, I will either sit down or be promoted to the realm of the Emperor of Heaven."
Ren Wuxue said calmly.
After a pause, "If I die, the Su family will focus on cultivating Su Wenchong and Su Lingzhou, and let Su Han know by the way, so that he can be prepared to face many powerful enemies."
"Ancestor, don't you think about it anymore, retreating at this time..." Su Wen'an had a solemn look on his face.
If Renashi died, the Su family would probably face an extremely embarrassing situation, and would most likely be completely annexed by the Dragon Saint Empire and become human warriors like the Exalted Immortal Sword who had to accept orders from the empire.
"What else are you thinking about?
I'm old enough. If I don't make a breakthrough, I may have to die in a few years.
If I break through, I can live another three hundred years."
Ren Wuxue smiled, waved his hand gently, and Su Wen'an was sent out. Then in front of him, the place where Ren Wuxue was located continued to rumble and sank, and finally disappeared into the ground.
Su Wen'an was silent for a few moments, bowed deeply, then turned and left.
...the Holy Land of the Netherworld.
In the main hall.
Bones smiled, Nie Wudao, and other Dharma figures were all sitting in the hall, but the first place in the middle was empty, and no one had taken the seat yet.
"You really don't feel anything at all?"
Nie Wudao frowned slightly.
Nie Jun stood behind him. Although she was the head of the Nether Cavalry's military hall, there was no place for her to sit on this occasion.
Long Jue shook his head slightly, "It was as if I had just stepped into the Forest of Death one moment, and the next moment I was told that one or two hundred years had passed. During this period, I was not aware of it."
"How has your body changed?
If you are really imprisoned for a hundred or two hundred years, your lifespan should have been exhausted..." Another Dharma-Phase Golden Body slowly spoke, with a trace of confusion in everyone's eyes.
"Nothing has changed, it's exactly the same as before."
Long Jue said.
His eyes swept over these Dharma-like golden bodies one by one. One or two of them looked familiar. They should have seen them in the Netherworld Holy Land. However, over the past few years, the appearance of these people has changed and they have aged a lot.
"The power of the Earthly Immortal Realm is indeed beyond our ability to fathom."
Nie Wudao said with a solemn expression.
"In the Forest of Death, the power that imprisoned them should be the saints from the earthly immortal world.
Su Han's ability to awaken them shows that he carries the power of the same origin, which is the inheritance of the Nine Nether Saint.
Everyone, please make a decision as soon as possible. While Su Han is still in Qingzhou and has not gone to Zuzhou or the Northern Territory, we will capture him and torture him to find out his saint heritage. By the way, we can also give the Evergreen Holy Land a little color."
Gu said with a smile and a deep voice.
Long Jue looked at Gu Hanxiao and sneered: "You really haven't changed at all, you are the same as before.
Su Han saved me and was kind to me, which means he was kind to the Netherworld Holy Land. Now you want to repay evil with kindness?
Do you really think that if we in Netherworld Holy Land act more arrogantly, we can ignore the moral principles of the world?
Without moral principles, how can we talk about a holy land? What is the difference between it and those unconventional demonic ways?"
"You are just a mere god-turned-Martial Lord. He saved you. You owe him a favor. What does it have to do with the Holy Land of the Netherworld?"
Gu said with a slightly teasing smile.
All the Dharma figures looked strange.
Gu Hanxiao was right, Long Jue was just a small divine transformation warrior. Although he was walking, he was not qualified to participate in today's discussion.
But... Long Jue was the genius of their time. Except for Nie Wudao who was older than Long Jue, several of the Dharma figures present today had worshiped in the Netherworld Holy Land at the same time as Long Jue.
Once, I even looked up to the talent of Dragon Art... "Su Han is Dugu Tianyi's junior brother, I owe Dugu Tianyi a favor."
Nie Wudao suddenly spoke.
Gu Hanxiao suddenly remembered what happened in Zuzhou, his face changed slightly, and he frowned: "Nie Zhizun, what you owe is Dugu Tianyi's favor, what does it have to do with Su Han?
He carries the inheritance of a saint, so this matter is of great importance.
If we don't take action, if this inheritance falls into the hands of others, our Netherworld Holy Land will be very passive.
Everyone knows that the Ghost Emperor has not shown up for many years. Calculating the Ghost Emperor's longevity, I'm afraid..." "Hmph!"
A cold snort sounded.
The expressions of everyone in the hall changed and they all stood up.
A woman in purple clothes put her hands in front of her belly and walked slowly into the temple.
"I'll wait to see the Ghost Queen!"
Everyone saluted in unison, including Nie Wudao, and no one dared to show any signs of neglect.
The woman sat on the main seat and her eyes fell on Gu Hanxiao, "How many years has it been since you were promoted to Dharma Minister?
Do you know the longevity of the Ghost Emperor?
The emperor of heaven can live for eight hundred years, do you really think it is empty talk?"
"I understand my mistake."
Gu Hanxiao hurriedly cupped his fists.
"I will let you remember this for the time being when I discuss the matter of the Ghost Emperor. As for the inheritance of the saint, I will trouble Mr. Nie to go there."
The ghost queen smiled lightly.
"I?"
Nie Jun was slightly startled.
"Shi Tianlong is Su Han, and the one who saved you was Su Han.
Although you didn’t notice this detail, I did.”
The ghost queen smiled and said: "The Tu family also owes Dugu Tianyi a lot of favors, and you also owe Su Han a favor. It's up to you to ask Su Han if he is willing to cooperate. Now the saint's inheritance has spread all over the world.
, those who have thoughts about him are not just one family or two."
"Queen of Ghosts, cooperate with Su Han?
Then my son..." Gu smiled and became angry.
"Your son?
In a fair fight, he died at the hands of Su Han. It was because of his lack of strength. Do you still want revenge?
Do we, the Dharma Elders of Netherworld Holy Land, have this kind of vision and pattern?
Speaking of which, the return of Dragon Art today may be due to destiny. There is one less bone poison and one more Dragon Art."
The ghost queen smiled and said, "The matter has been settled. Mr. Nie, pack up and go to Qingzhou. I will inform you of the specific matters in my room tonight."