War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

"I do not know either."

Duan Lingtian smiled wryly and shook his head.

Although the exquisite jade box was left to him by his cheap father, he knew nothing about the 'details', let alone what was inside.

Of course, one thing is certain.

That is, his cheap father must have left a 'Concentrating Sound Jade Piece' in it, and the message inside should tell him about another continent beyond that sea area.

Of course, there must be something else in the Linglong Jade Box besides the Yin Concentrating Jade Piece.

In this regard, Duan Lingtian has an extremely strong intuition.

"Perhaps, I won't be able to open it until I break through to the 'Martial Emperor Realm'."

Duan Lingtian secretly thought.

"Tianwu, let's go."

Immediately afterwards, Duan Lingtian greeted Feng Tianwu, and continued on his way to the hometown of 'Xiong Quan', planning to find Xiong Quan and help him restore his dantian.

"Ok."

Feng Tianwu nodded obediently, and followed Duan Lingtian silently, like a shadow.

Based on the memories of sending Xiong Quan back that year, Duan Lingtian quickly found Xiong Quan's hometown, a remote village in the mountains.

Although the small village is remote, its atmosphere of life is extremely strong.

When Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu came here, they could vaguely see the scene of "men farming and women weaving" in the village, as well as the children playing happily in the village, carefree.

"If you can stay in such a place with the person you like for the rest of your life...it's not in vain."

Feng Tianwu looked down at the scene in the village, her autumn eyes seemed to melt everything with tenderness, her vermilion lips were light, and she murmured involuntarily.

"It's normal for you to think this way. But if it were them, I'm afraid they hope to have a strong force, go outside for a while, and take a good look at the outside world."

Duan Lingtian said with a faint smile.

The location of the station is different,

Ideas are naturally different.

For example, Feng Tianwu, who grew up with a golden key in her mouth, is a veritable "Heaven's Proud Daughter". Seeing such a peaceful and peaceful scene, it is not surprising that she is touched by the scene.

But if it was the villagers in the village, they hoped to be like Feng Tianwu, possessing good military strength, so they could go outside to see.

Because they were too weak and had no ability to protect themselves, they didn't even dare to leave the village easily.

Hearing Duan Lingtian's words, Feng Tianwu realized that Duan Lingtian had heard her murmur just now, and a blush appeared on her pretty face for a moment, as if she could bleed.

Feng Tianwu's slightly shy and charming appearance made Duan Lingtian, who happened to be looking at her, lose his mind for a while, and couldn't help but want to lean in and kiss the beauty in front of him hard on the face.

"Go down."

Duan Lingtian took a deep breath, suppressed some restless emotions, and after saying hello to Feng Tianwu, he was the first to fall down.

Originally seeing Duan Lingtian's fiery eyes, Feng Tianwu was still a little happy in her heart, but now seeing Duan Lingtian fleeing towards the village, she couldn't help but sighed again.

"It's really a piece of wood."

Glancing angrily at the tall purple figure, Feng Tianwu's figure moved, as if turning into a fire elf, and followed him like a shadow.

call!

Duan Lingtian's body swept like the wind, and fell down like a goshawk. In a blink of an eye, he reached the low altitude of the village and appeared before the eyes of all the villagers in the village.

"Wow! He can fly!"

The first person to discover Duan Lingtian was a four or five-year-old boy. He looked at Duan Lingtian who was standing in the air and screamed excitedly.

It's like discovering a new continent.

"I heard from my father that only those who are above the Void-Prying Realm can walk against the sky and stand in the air... It seems that he is a strong person above the Void-Prying Realm!"

Said a girl who looked like thirteen or fourteen years old.

"A strong person above the Void-seeing Realm? Isn't that as powerful as Uncle Xiong Quan?"

Another seven or eight-year-old boy exclaimed.

It is different from the innocence of a group of children.

Those group of adult villagers who found Duan Lingtian, now they all changed expression and showed horror.

They looked at Duan Lingtian, as if they saw some scourge.

Their thinking is simple.

It is reasonable to say that such a strong man would not come to their village, but now he came to their village, ten times out of ten it will not be good.

Soon, a villager's eyes flashed, and he turned and left in a hurry, as if he was going to report the news.

A moment later, the eyes of the remaining group of adult villagers flashed, and they found that a woman in red appeared out of nowhere beside the young man in purple who was standing in the air.

The woman in red has a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance, which made them all stunned and looked like wood for a while.

"What a nice view!"

"Is this Sister Fairy?"

"Sister Fairy has descended to earth!"

...

It wasn't just a group of adult villagers who were attracted by the woman in red, even the children who were playing around in the village stopped their movements and stared straight at the woman in red in the air.

The adult villagers were similar, their eyes were completely attracted by the woman in red in front of them.

All their lives, they have stayed in this remote village, self-sufficient, and have never been outside.

When have you seen such a beauty?

"Tianwu, these children call you 'Sister Fairy'."

Duan Lingtian looked at a group of innocent children in front of him, and said to Feng Tianwu with a slight smile.

When Feng Tianwu heard this, the rosiness on her pretty face became more intense.

"Who are you?!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from behind the village.

Accompanied by this yell, came an agile figure like a cheetah, which swept into the village in a blink of an eye, staring at Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu.

"Ok?"

What appeared in front of Duan Lingtian was a burly young man about twenty years old.

The young man had a pair of thick eyebrows, and when the pair of eyes under the eyebrows looked at them, although there was deep jealousy, he still straightened his back and did not take a step back.

Immediately, Duan Lingtian couldn't help showing some appreciation in his eyes.

"Huh... this young man seems a little familiar."

Soon, Duan Lingtian, who had carefully looked at the burly young man for a while, suddenly found that the other party was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"This is Xiong Quan's hometown. I only came here when I was sending Xiong Quan back... This young man is about 20 years old now, but he should have been only 12 or 13 years old back then."

Thinking of this, Duan Lingtian's eyes lit up, looked at the burly young man, and asked in surprise: "You...could it be Erhu?!"

As soon as Duan Lingtian finished speaking, not only the burly young man was stunned.

Even a group of adult villagers in the village were stunned.

"Ah! This brother who came with Sister Fairy seems to know Brother Erhu."

"Brother Erhu is really amazing, even this brother who can fly knows him."

"Brother Erhu, you are indeed the only strong man in our village who left the village with Uncle Xiong Quan and ventured outside!"

...

A group of children in the village had exaggerated expressions on their faces.

"you know me?"

The burly young man, Erhu, looked at Duan Lingtian blankly, his face full of confusion.

"What? Erhu, you even forgot about me?"

Duan Lingtian smiled, "I remember, when Xiong Quan and I came to the village, you were only twelve or thirteen years old... At that time, you invited me to your house for dinner."

As soon as Duan Lingtian said this, Erhu's pupils couldn't help shrinking.

When he was twelve or thirteen years old, invited the person in front of him to his house for dinner?

"You...you are Brother Ling Tian?"

Finally, Erhu searched for that distant memory of childhood, and finally remembered Duan Lingtian, with excitement and excitement on his face.

Over the years, he has often heard his Uncle Xiong mention various deeds of the purple-clothed youth in front of him.

The purple-clothed youth, at his current age, already existed at the 'eighth level of Yuandan Realm'.

He has always regarded it as his 'idol'.

Now, seeing his idol again, how could he not be excited?

"Is he Young Master Ling Tian?"

At this time, many villagers heard Erhu's words and couldn't help recalling the distinguished guest who came to their village back then.

That guest, even the most powerful person in their village 'Xiong Quan', would respect him as 'Young Master'.

"It's really Young Master Ling Tian!"

"After so many years, Master Ling Tian hasn't changed at all."

"Yes, Master Ling Tian is still so young."

...

The villagers looked at Duan Lingtian, and the fear in their eyes disappeared, replaced by respect.

"Two Tigers, where is Xiong Quan?"

Duan Lingtian looked at the burly young man in front of him, and felt a little emotional for a moment, but in a blink of an eye, the kid from back then had grown up and had a cultivation level of the 'Original Core Realm Fourth Level'.

Although he is not as good as he was at his age back then, but looking at the 'Qinglin Empire', he can be regarded as extremely talented.

"Uncle Xiong Quan..."

Erhu was about to speak, but was interrupted by a loud voice.

"Who? Dare to break into our Xiongjia Village?"

The loud voice, like thunder, came from far to near.

When the voice fell, a figure transformed into a huge sword shot into the village from outside, and appeared beside Erhu.

At the same time, the person who came with a layer of solid swords flashed on his body, and in the void above his head, two hundred phantoms of ancient horned dragons stopped his body, winding down like a rainbow.

"The artistic conception of a high-level sword?!"

Long before the visitor turned into a huge sword and shot into the village, Duan Lingtian saw the phantoms of two hundred ancient horned dragons that followed, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

Now, after the person appeared, he couldn't help but say in horror: "Xiong Quan, you... when did you comprehend the 'artistic conception of a high-level sword'?"

The person who came was a tall, burly middle-aged man with a beard and a slovenly face.

Wasn't it 'Xiong Quan' who had been by his side all the time?

"Master!"

Xiong Quan, who came back in time because of the villagers' tip-off, saw the face of the purple-clothed youth in front of him, and heard the voice of the other party, his burly figure trembled violently with excitement.

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