Tang Ning on the recliner looked slightly sideways, looking at the grandfather who had entered the barrier she set up. When he saw a relieved smile on his face, the corners of her lips curled up slightly. At this moment, she saw that the grandfather, who had originally closed his eyes, slowly opened his eyes.

As those eyes opened, there seemed to be something different in his expression.

"Anning, thank you." Old Tang looked at her, smiled, looked up at the dark night sky, and looked at the few people who were still in the martial arts field, and knew it in his heart.

"In this short time, I felt like I had been so long. In that illusion, I was persistent in chasing the dream that I could not touch. I made myself very embarrassed, fought hard, suffered, suffered pain, and suffered all my pain. At the moment of the end of my life, I realized that I had wasted my whole life. I learned to let go of myself and understood the truth in my life."

At this moment, he seemed to feel that his whole person and his whole state of mind had changed differently, as if he had crossed a threshold that he could not pass. That feeling was very comfortable, and his whole person seemed to be in a state of relaxation.

Seeing this, Tang Ning smiled and said, "Grandfather, although you are already a peak Nascent Soul monk, your experiences in the world of immortal cultivation in the early years will accompany you throughout your life and have always existed in your memory. I just let you experience the mood again."

She smiled, looked at the people in the martial arts training ground and said, "They are the same. I gave them a mental journey. With their experience, I will naturally understand the meaning from this mental journey, break the shackles they have never dared to break, and cross the threshold they have never dared to cross."

Old Tang looked at the people in the scene and smiled. Everyone's life was different. He thought that their mood was naturally different, but he knew that their mood had also changed with this mood...

In the imperial city, Mo Ye looked at the information on the table, finally picked out a person from it, and ordered the secret guards beside him: "Let him wait in the hall."

"Yes." The secret guard responded and went out.

At this time, another secret guard stepped forward and reported respectfully: "Master, news came from Qingyun City. On the day of the Tang family banquet, Master Tang personally guided them, so many people made breakthroughs in their strength, and some of the ancestors of several families successfully advanced to the Jindan cultivation level."

Hearing this, Mo Ye nodded: "Is it the ancestor of several families such as the Situ family and the Ye family?"

"Yes." The secret guard was slightly surprised, and unexpectedly he knew it.

Mo Ye sorted out the information on the table and said, "I understand, go and ask, how are the betrothal gifts I asked to count? Take the list and let me take a look."

"Yes." The secret guard responded and stepped back.

After a while, another secret guard came to report: "Master, the man has arrived."

"Ye." Mo Ye responded, walked out with his hands behind his back, and when he came to the front hall, he saw the man in Xuanyi waiting there standing up and saluted Mo Ye respectfully.

"Night King."
Chapter completed!