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After everyone had a short rest in Yongan City, they got up to go back to the Thunder Pai.

These days, Yan Chu is happy outside, but it's hard to wait for the group of cultivators who gathered in Xinghua Village. If Yan Chu doesn't go back, their wallets will be emptied by Village Chief Li.

Hearing that Yan Chu and the others were leaving soon after they arrived, Mu Xuzong not only shed tears.

Mu Qingqian couldn't help but feel a little sad when she saw her father cry: "Father, why are you crying? We are in Xinghua Village. If you miss me, I will come back to see you at any time."

"I'm not crying about this," Mu Xuzong said sadly, "you came and left after staying for a while. Could it be that Chief Yan brought you back to beat me sincerely?"

Mu Qingqian: "..."

Yan Chu said angrily: "How can you think so, City Lord Mu! Isn't that ninth-grade medicine pill that I saved you worth?"

Mu Xuzong: "Do you think I want to take the ninth-grade medicinal pill???"

Seeing that the two were arguing with red faces, everyone couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Keqing urged: "Master, we have to go back soon."

"Okay, let's go now!"

Yan Chu threw the Mo Ying Sword, Yu Jian flew up, and beckoned to the others: "Don't cry, let's go!"

Everyone also performed sword-fighting skills and flew into the sky.

This time back to the mountain gate, but it will not be so easy to get out, because the new semester has begun, and everyone has to enter the stage of crazy training and learning.

After all, there is a lot of spiritual energy in the mountain gate. Although it is said that you can travel the rivers and understand life outside, cultivating in the mountain gate is ten times more efficient!

Yan Chu heard that Mo Yanli, who had no cultivation base at first, has been in retreat this summer, and his realm has already caught up with the elite disciples of Johnson and the others, reaching the level of Jindan realm!

As a result, everyone returned to the heart of the mountain gate, and it was a little more urgent.

...

Outside Xinghua Village, many immortal cultivators who wanted to meet the emperor's teacher have lost their original passion, and all rested in the village like wooden men.

"Peanut and melon seed mineral water! Do you want a small bench for drinks and fast food!"

Li Yuanfang still worked tirelessly to bring goods in the village, but the business in the past two days was obviously not as easy as before.

Everyone knew that Li Yuanfang was a disciple of the Thunder Faction, and at first they respected him very much, but after getting to know him for a few days, there was no sense of distance.

Someone pulled Li Yuanfang and asked, "When will your head show up? I heard that he has returned to the mountain gate?"

Li Yuanfang coughed twice, then whispered, "Our head is sick!"

"... Are you so arrogant when you are in the mountain gate on weekdays?"

"Bah, bah, how are you talking, our head is really sick!" Li Yuanfang said, "Our head has procrastination, difficulty getting up, difficulty choosing, claustrophobia..."

"The emperor has so many diseases, is he okay?"

Those cultivators had never heard of these diseases at all, and they thought it was some incurable terminal illness!

Li Yuanfang sighed: "Not very good, the head has been bedridden since he fought back to the mountain gate!"

What he said was right, the clone arranged by Yan Chu has been following his original intentions and sleeping in the mountain gate for the past few days...

The immortal cultivators were shocked: "Isn't Yaobu ​​Ting Yao Lao also in the mountain gate? He is an immortal-level alchemist, has he seen it before?"

"Yao Lao is also helpless with the Sect Master!" Li Yuanfang said.

He didn't lie, and even Yao Buting couldn't shout Yan Chu's clone from the bed.

The head once said something: You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep.

This sentence also applies to the clone of the head: you can never wake up a clone of the head who is pretending to be asleep.

"Then...then when will we be able to see the emperor?" The cultivators asked nervously.

Li Yuanfang thought for a while, pointed to the sky, and then said meaningfully: "We have to wait for him to 'come back'."

What he meant was that he had to wait until the master's real body came back, but he didn't want to tell everyone that the avatar in the mountain gate was the master's clone, so he could only answer in such a "concealed" way.

However, when these words fall into everyone's ears, the effect is completely different...

"Brother, what do you mean by what that kid Li Yuanfang said?"

"Don't you understand? The Emperor is terminally ill and bedridden. If we want to see the Emperor, we must wait until he returns to the light!"

"Isn't it? The Emperor is so fragile?"

"Vulnerable, you yo-yo, Jinglei sent the emperor to educate four preparatory emperors and sages, is this still weak? And three days ago, the fifth preparatory emperor sages also appeared, and the emperor used his life's cultivation. , create another god for our Dongze Divine Kingdom!"

"Senior brother is really smart, and all of them were guessed by senior brother!"

As a result, rumors began to spread in Xinghua Village...

"The latest news, I only tell you one person, you must not tell anyone else! The emperor is ill, and he is terminally ill, Yao Lao is helpless when he sees it!"

"Beyond the nickname, Emperor Shi and Yao Lao have an incurable disease, and the two are already terminally ill!"

"Great news! The Emperor has just died! I heard what the disciples of the Thunder Sect said!"

"Huh? Why do I hear that the emperor has broken through to the realm that is more powerful than the immortals in legends - the realm of the gods??"

"You must be a gossip!"

"Yours is the gossip!"

"Damn it, why don't we fight, whoever wins, whoever wins!"

"I'll beat whoever I'm afraid of. Today, I have to beat you out of shit, then beat you with your shit, and then beat you into shit!"

"Bah, bah, the words of immortal cultivators are so vulgar, my mother who throws thunder!"

...

Yan Chu and his party flew over Xinghua Village, and when they saw the long-lost Xinghua Forest, Yan Chu felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

My Yan Chu is finally back! !

Fellow Daoists, quickly hold a welcome ceremony, this emperor is back! ! !

However, Yan Chu discovered that the immortal cultivators in Xinghua Village had started fighting for no apparent reason!

Not the kind of flirtatious fight, but the kind of fight with all your life!

Li Zeyang also saw his eyelids twitching wildly: "I'm going, Master Fenghuo and Daoist Xieyue have their hair bald, the Tuoluo faction and Cuiyu faction are still fighting in groups, Fairy Qinghong and Fairy Huohu have fought the hardest, and their belly pockets are pulled out. Now! Huh? Why did you start picking up skirts!"

"Where?" Yan Chu asked.

The disciples looked at Yan Chu with strange eyes, and Yan Chu coughed and explained:

"Everyone is a cultivator, how can they fight like hooligans in the market, especially the female daoists, I care about their image, and I don't want them to embarrass our cultivators! Zeyang, hurry up to Ben The seat shows the direction, and this seat will stop them personally!"