Xian Lei chuckled: "Little girl, have you seen your father in these thousands of years?"

Father?

Pavilion master?

Murong Die shook his head: "Senior, if my father is in Tai Chi Pavilion now, maybe whatever Ling Tian faces will not be a problem."

"Ah."

He shook his head casually: "Martial arts nowadays have long become a pool of muddy water, but after all, your father never showed up, so you never thought about whether there was something wrong in it?"

"After all, the time when your father disappeared was too coincidental."

Murong Die's expression changed slightly when he heard this: "Senior, do you mean..."

"good."

Casual words: "The master of the Taiji Pavilion has been famous for a long time. He is even as famous as the original Aotian God Emperor. He also made many appearances during the God-Slaying War."

"However, following that battle, the master of the Taiji Pavilion was frustrated and disappeared without a trace. I am really worried about his situation."

Father?

Murong Die's heart trembled again, and then she shook her head: "Senior, you should overthink your thoughts. After all, my father once came as an afterimage and told me not to interfere."

"Is it?"

Xian Xian shook his head: "Maybe I worry too much."

The time of speech.

Xian San stood up and left slowly, without even saying goodbye to Murong Die behind him. Murong Die had no idea that at this time, in Xian San's heart, there was only a layer of helplessness: "Little girl, some things are not as simple as you think.

ah."

"Especially what kind of existence the master of the Tai Chi Pavilion is, do you really know?"

Xianyi shook his head and left immediately, but in a moment, he appeared dozens of miles away. Murong Die also stood up and raised his head, sweeping the sky.

There is also a layer of doubt in the beautiful eyes: "Father, where are you?"

In the current situation, all the hidden powers in the heavenly realm have begun to emerge, but nothing from before has ever appeared?

strangeness!

Instantly comes to mind.

But no matter what he thought, Murong Die never showed anything. Now he can only hide everything in his heart, hoping that one day he can solve all the doubts in his heart: "Ling Tian, ​​you can't let me down."

When Murong Die was thinking this, Ling Tian, ​​who was heading to Jinxiu Pavilion in the distance, sneezed. He was surprised, but he finally sighed softly and then accelerated even more.

One day later!

The Splendid Valley has appeared in front of everyone. At this time, there are countless black figures standing outside the Splendid Valley. Deep in the valley, there is also a brand new attic built on the top of the mountain.

As Ling Tian arrived, the attic that was originally hidden in the night suddenly glowed with light.

Light shines.

The lights are on.

On the ninth floor of the attic, the supreme glory and splendid light illuminated the area for several miles at once. Everywhere visible to the naked eye, there were martial arts masters standing there. Ling Tian looked at the scene in front of him.

There was also a strange look in his heart. Before Ling Tian could say anything, he saw that everyone in front of him had a tacit understanding and knelt down in an instant.

thump!

thump!

thump!

But in a moment, thousands of people in the beautiful scenery knelt down and shouted throughout the sky: "Welcome to the master of the pavilion."

"Welcome to the Pavilion Master!"
Chapter completed!