Dragon King Hall

Chapter 2017 Heading to Yuanling City

Inside and outside the mask, two different formations connected the two.

Sylvia Lin, who was sitting cross-legged among the twelve stone statues, in her mind, all the memories about Henry Zhang were cut off.

The most important memory in life is disappearing. Although Sylvia Lin has no consciousness at this time, tears still remain involuntarily. It is a kind of sadness that is spreading.

This process lasts for a long time.

When the sky was completely dark, the light of the formation that enveloped Henry Zhang disappeared completely.

The hollow voice of the old man of the Hong family sounded, "Henry Zhang, your love, I have presented it to you from the Hong family, and the news about your mother is in this bamboo slip."

In the light curtain, a roll of bamboo was simplified into a streamer, which appeared in Henry Zhang’s hand and fell there steadily.

Henry Zhang looked down at the bamboo slips in his hand, and then looked back at the light curtain. The light curtain in front of him gradually became blurred in Henry Zhang’s eyes, and it became blurred together with the sky-reaching green mountains.

"Henry Zhang, the relationship between you has been cut off, and you leave quickly. Staying here will only increase the cause and effect in vain." The hollow voice sounded, and the scene in front of Henry Zhang and the others changed rapidly, and their figures were farther and farther away from the sky-reaching green mountains. Farther and farther away, under the power of Shenao, they could not control themselves. When everything was over, Henry Zhang and the others had appeared outside Hongshan, and they could vaguely hear the sound of chanting scriptures.

"Boy Zhang, let's go." The spirit body of the evil god urged.

Henry Zhang nodded, turned around, and stopped looking at Hongshan.

Everyone will make choices in life, and Henry Zhang is no exception. For most people, things that need to make choices are force majeure, but Henry Zhang doesn’t think so.

"Can the memory really be cut off completely?" Henry Zhang's figure floated in the air, asking the evil god.

The evil god opened his mouth and thought for a long time before answering to Henry Zhang: "If you want to cut off the memory in the true sense, you need to cut off the root, but the root is not the beginning of the memory, but the soul. Therefore, some memories can be forgotten. But there will always be a day when I think about it, in the land of the ancestors, there are many people who have lost their memory, and one day they suddenly remember everything again."

With such an answer, a smile appeared on the corner of Henry Zhang’s mouth.

Through the teleportation array, several people came to a small town belonging to the Great Xia Dynasty and stayed in an inn.

In the inn, Henry Zhang sat alone in the room, took out the bamboo slips, opened it, and only four large characters appeared on the bamboo slips.

"City Lord Yuanling!"

Henry Zhang took a deep breath, it seemed that this Yuanling City would have to go all the way, and Zhao Ji was also in Yuanling City.

"Boy Zhang, come out for a while."

The evil god's voice sounded outside the door.

Henry Zhang got up and went out, outside the door, Cthulhu, Quan Dingding and Chessia were all standing here.

"An accident happened in Yuanling City." The evil god said directly, "Just now, Yuanling City sent a message, inviting all major forces to arrive in Yuanling City in three days. There will be a big event on that day. What is it specifically? did not say."

Henry Zhang nodded slightly, and then asked: "Then Zhao Ji..."

"He is the Lord of Yuanling City." The evil god replied directly.

Henry Zhang was stunned for a moment, Zhao Ji is the Lord of Yuanling City?Is that the person mentioned on the bamboo slips?

"The so-called major event in Yuanling City must have something to do with Zhao Ji. This city is not within the scope of the three dynasties. It will arrive in three days, so we have to start now. Now all major forces are heading to Yuanling City. The transmission of the dynasty There is no way to use the formation, and we have to rely on ourselves all the way."

"You mean to fly all the way?" Quan Dingding's fat face was full of bitterness.

"Otherwise?" The evil god asked back.

Quan Dingding thought for a while, and then saw him walking in front of Henry Zhang with an arrogant face, stretched out his hand and patted Henry Zhang on the shoulder, and coughed twice, "What, Xiao Zhang, I have recently studied the Daoist Dharma, and it is inconvenient to personally Traveling far, I heard that there are treasures like chariots, you go and buy one and bring me back, do you understand?"

Henry Zhang bent over and bowed, “I understand little.”

Regarding Quan Dingding's current inner expansion, Henry Zhang also happily accompanied Quan Dingding to continue acting, after all, they are all brothers of his own, just playing around.

On Mount Hong, in the center of the twelve stone statues, the figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened her eyes. Those big eyes that were originally agile were full of confusion at this moment. She only felt that she had fallen asleep, but when she woke up, But I feel empty in my heart, as if I have lost something very important, but I can't remember it.

In the eyes of the twelve stone statues, all the light appeared, covering Sylvia Lin's whole body.

At the foot of Mount Nahum, the phantoms of the three saints appeared and chanted.

At this moment, golden clouds emerged in the sky, and the golden clouds hovered over the dome of Hongshan, covering the entire Hongshan.

Amidst the chants of the phantoms of the three saints, the golden cloud shed golden light.

I don't know how many eyes looked at Hongshan at this time.

"Golden cloud of morality!" Great Xia Emperor Xia Hou's eyes widened, looking a bit out of control, "The golden cloud of morality has appeared, the sage of the Hong clan has awakened!"

The Emperor Yunlei and the Emperor of the Holy Dynasty all looked at Nahong Mountain. Everyone knew that the saint of the Hong clan had returned!
"Don't provoke Henry Zhang anymore! The awakening of the saints of the Hong family involves the cause and effect of Henry Zhang. The sanctification of the ancestors of the Hong family is caused by merit. This is implicated in cause and effect, and Henry Zhang is protected by the Hong family!"

The three dynasties all passed down such orders.

At the border of the Great Thousand Realm, there is a big black and white city. There is a person standing in the big city, looking in the direction of Hongshan Mountain. She is wearing a fiery red robe and has an exquisite figure. The fiery red color on her body is incompatible with this black and white city.

"The awakening of the sages of the Hong clan is somewhat interesting." The woman made a voice, which was full of charm.

"Report!" A man knelt down in front of the woman.

Without looking back, the woman said, "Say."

"Report to the city lord, but the man refused. He said that he wanted to take his wife and daughter away."

"Leave?" The woman sneered, "Is this Yuanling City a place where he can come back and leave whenever he wants? Does he want to leave? Why should he leave? As the inheritor of Yuanling Law, this is his Mission! Three days later, if he doesn't want to, he has to be willing!"

After the woman finished speaking, she left with a flick of her sleeves.

In the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty, in a chariot, Quan Dingding sat cross-legged like an old monk in meditation, muttering something incessantly.

Henry Zhang stared at the roll of bamboo slips in his hand.

Cecilia sat quietly beside Henry Zhang, listening to the evil god talking about Yuanling City.

"Before the saints of the Hong clan were born, there was no so-called Daqianjie, and there was no Hongshan. Hongshan was not the real king in this land. On the contrary, Yuanling City was. a piece of land."

(End of this chapter)