Chapter 242

"Don't go!"

"Catch him!"

In the dense forest, there were figures chasing the "cat-faced man" everywhere, in groups of three or five, carrying spiritual weapons and magic tools, moving extremely fast.

At this time, no one cared about physical strength, and no one cared about the little bit of gray medicinal liquid they had left, because even if the "cat-faced man" was not the messenger of the super sect ruins, he was still their only chance.

First, the "cat-faced man" had an unknown quantity of life-saving gray medicinal liquid on him.

Second, many people suspected that this "cat-faced man" must have learned some secrets that everyone else didn't know; otherwise, how did he know the wonderful use of the gray medicinal liquid in advance and scrape up so much?

Perhaps he really knew the key to the test!

In short, catching him was all that mattered!

It was lively in the ruins, and it was also quite lively above the ruins.

After the disciples of the various sects entered the portal, three or four hundred elders or disciples above the middle stage of the Primordial Dan Realm from each sect remained around the "Sword Sea."

A group of people were either meditating and practicing, or playing chess with three or five friends, just waiting for three months later when the sect members came out, to compare who was better in terms of numbers, treasures obtained, etc.!

However, on the morning of the tenth day, the portal suddenly closed.

The elders of the fourteen sects instantly flew to the sky above the portal, looking at the empty space, their faces pale one by one.

"What happened below?" Shen Santian muttered.

Li Chundao said in a deep voice: "The ancestors said that this portal could support three months, and there would be absolutely no other problems, but now it has suddenly disappeared. Clearly, something beyond control has happened below!"

Shen Santian cursed: "Then aren't the disciples of the various sects finished? If these kids are all gone, our Eastern Region will have a gap of at least a hundred years in the future, weakening for a hundred years!"

"Not necessarily!" Zhen Jing Zhen Ren stroked their long beard: "Since ancient times, when ancient ruins appeared, the ancient restrictions would generate spirituality, thereby seeking people to inherit them. This point has also been confirmed by the ancestors!"

"For example, Senior Zhou Daoling a hundred years ago, and my Tianyuan Sect's Junior Sister Nangong Liluo eighty years ago, were both the greatest inheritors of an ancient ruin!"

"So, even if the portal closed for some reason, it was also done by the disciples below. They have at least a fifty percent chance of surviving, obtaining the inheritance, and then being sent out!"

"But these are all guesses by Fellow Daoist Zhen Jing. What if?" Jin Shanghua said with no small amount of worry.

Shen Santian immediately said: "Notify the ancestors!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure was seen flying from afar, white as snow, with peerless beauty; regardless of figure, appearance, skin quality, or temperament, everything was stunning.

Everyone looked at each other, Zhen Jing's expression was strange, and they immediately stepped forward: "When did Junior Sister come out of meditation?"

Jin Shanghua, Shen Santian, and others also bowed, slightly respectful: "Fellow Daoist Nangong!"

Nangong Liluo, the "princess" of the Tianyuan Sect, the only daughter of Nangong Lingtian, known as the "Dharma Venerable," was once the most beautiful in the world and had peerless talent; regardless of identity or status, she far exceeded everyone present.

Even though she had been crazy and foolish for the past few decades, it could not completely cover up her brilliance from back then!

Nangong Liluo glanced coldly at everyone, showing no signs of foolishness, and said lightly: "In these years, I have not taken half a step out of the sect, which has led many people to look down on me. I will repay those who bully my disciples one by one!"

"Uh..." A group of people smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Just at this moment, a figure flashed and arrived from afar. It was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, with some white threads in his hair, a handsome face, eyes with a hint of melancholy, yet also a kind of dignity that did not need anger to be felt.

Zhen Jing and the group were startled when they saw him, and immediately bowed: "Senior Brother Zhou!"

This person was none other than the Great Elder of the Great Expansion Sect, Zhou Daoling, only one step away from the Transformation Deity Realm, the number one person below the ancestors in the Eastern Region cultivation world in recent years, an invincible existence among the Nascent Soul Realm in the Eastern Region!

It is said that he could have already reached the Transformation Deity Realm, but he still had a knot in his heart!

Zhou Daoling glanced lightly at the group, nodded slightly, and then looked at Nangong Liluo. His attitude changed, a hint of heat appeared in his eyes, his body trembled slightly, and he stepped forward a few steps, bowing in a somewhat flustered manner: "Miss Nangong, Zhou pays his respects!"

"Uh..." Instantly, jaws dropped to the ground.

Shen Santian, Li Chundao, and a large group of elders from various sects looked at each other, all feeling shocked.

So the rumor that Zhou Daoling was a pursuer of Nangong Liluo was true!

This...

Nangong Liluo glanced at Zhou Daoling. In an instant, there was indeed a charming style, but also a coldness that kept people at a distance. She nodded slightly and said: "Senior Brother Zhou, it's been many years, your hair has turned a bit white."

Zhou Daoling's body stiffened, his eye rims turned red, and his whole body trembled violently: "Th-thank you, Miss Nangong, for your concern. Actually, I... I still have a lot of lifespan, my body is very good. My hair is white only because I can't let go in my heart. In these years, I have often wandered outside the Tianyuan Sect gate, but I have never been able to see your shadow. Receiving your jade slip transmission really makes me happy!"

Nangong Liluo moved slightly further away from him and nodded politely: "Hmm."

Zhou Daoling was overjoyed, glanced at Nangong Liluo, stood to the side, and giggled imperceptibly.

Shen Santian and the group were stunned. The style was too wrong; the cold and ruthless war maniac Zhou Daoling was now like a "lick-dog"!

Nangong Liluo looked at the Sword Sea below, and then at the west: "Haven't Monk Shancun and Jiang Yuansong arrived yet?"

Zhou Daoling immediately said: "They should be here soon, Miss Nangong, please wait a moment."

As soon as the words fell, an old monk was seen riding a strange white cloud, arriving from afar in the blink of an eye.

"Master Shancun!" Zhen Jing and the group looked at each other, all seeing a hint of surprise in each other's eyes. Master Shancun, the legendary figure who used Buddhist Dharma to ferry demons and was rarely seen, had also come? They bowed again.

"Amitabha, greetings, fellow benefactors!" Master Shancun nodded slightly, put away his white cloud flying magic treasure, then nodded to Zhou Daoling, and finally looked at Nangong Liluo, his eyes appraising her, and he smiled:

"Miss Nangong has broken the Dan to form the Infant, and her cultivation has improved so much, which is enviable. If you can walk out of your inner demons, naturally your immortal Dharma will be boundless and your Dao Dharma will be complete!"

"Old monk, I didn't come to listen to your reasoning!" Nangong Liluo waved her sleeves.

The old monk Shancun laughed and stood beside Zhou Daoling.

Nangong Liluo looked to the west again: "Where is Jiang Yuansong?"

The old monk Shancun said: "Benefactor Jiang just asked me to bring a message, saying he still has important matters and cannot come!"

Nangong Liluo sneered and shouted to the surroundings: "If he doesn't come, I will definitely publish those one hundred and thirty-one letters to the world!"

As soon as the words fell, a tall and mighty figure flashed and arrived. He also looked to be in his forties, with a dignified face, and even with the traces of time, he could not hide his handsome appearance.

It was none other than the Sect Master of the Da Luo Holy Sect, Jiang Yuansong!

Zhen Jing and the group saw him and hurriedly bowed again: "Sect Master Jiang!"

"Sect Master!"

Jiang Yuansong said "Hmm." Even when he was hunted by seven Nascent Soul experts from the Northern Region back then, he wasn't as embarrassed as he was now. He looked at Nangong Liluo, his eyes soft as water: "Liluo, you can walk out of the sect, I am happy in my heart!"

The voice was so gentle it was sickening.

Zhen Jing and the group were completely stunned.

Looking at this meaning... the Sect Master of the Da Luo Holy Sect also had different thoughts about Miss Nangong?

(End of this chapter)