The Domain of God

Two hours quickly passed.

Everyone had long since taken off their armor, and the people with domain ring had long since taken them in, and divided them into zero, so they could hide like the ordinary Profound Cultivator.

With a single command, the ten thousand men scattered in all directions.

The Second Mayor said: "Then we will be leaving now, if you go to the Heaven Pavilion, I'm afraid you will be facing countless enemies from behind your back and will have to be careful."

Since the Pavilion of Heaven had already made its move, they would definitely be on alert when Wu Feng came over. They might even kill each other on the spot.

If there were any more foreign invaders, they would be Wu Feng's enemies on both sides.

Wu Feng nodded his head, "I will be careful, rest assured. In the future, I will definitely come and find you."

Second Mayor and Zoysia all cupped their hands, "Be careful."

"Take care."

Wu Feng cupped his hands, his expression serious.

The two of them followed the other City Lords and left.

Xu Feng, who was behind her, smiled and looked at Wu Feng: "My daughter is very concerned about you, this master. She repeatedly reminded me that if I see you, I must greet you on her behalf."

Wu Feng reached out to take off his mask, and laughed: "I hope this master of mine didn't disappoint her, but speaking of this, I really haven't taught her anything."

Xu Feng laughed, "Sometimes, a master is just a title, but sometimes, a master is a type of relationship."

"I had an item back then!"

Wu Feng took out a strand of hair from the domain ring. It was from a monkey, and at the same time, he had a secret book, which was also from a monkey.

The last time they met, Wu Feng brought a bunch of cultivation techniques and threw them into the domain ring.

These items were considered precious treasures. The hair that was left behind by the first ancestor had already shown its extraordinary utility on the body of the monkey.

"Take it and give it to Xi. You didn't call me master for nothing."

Wu Feng passed the two items to Xu Feng, and informed him of the details of the situation.

Xu Feng quickly waved his hand. "Don't do that. It's too expensive!"

"Compared to people, people aren't worth mentioning."

Wu Feng shook his head and stuffed it into Xu Feng's hands.

Wu Feng's side did not have any time to cultivate, because their own strength was already strong enough.

Battle-King and the rest had already formed their forms, so it was impossible for them to make any other changes. Luo Xianer herself wasn't weak in terms of cultivation, and since she also had the strongest heart, there was naturally no need for it.

Even the small saplings, Dummy and the others had their own inheritances, but none of them had the energy.

Xu Feng solemnly put it away and said with a serious expression, "I will represent my daughter!"

Wu Feng shook his head, stopping Xu Feng from continuing, "Xiao Xi called me master, and she is my disciple. This is a matter between the two of us."

Xu Feng nodded heavily, cupped his hands and said, "Take care."

Wu Feng nodded. "You too, be careful."

Xu Feng also turned around and quickly left. Although he had a good plan, he still needed to move further before the chase.

The outside of the small town regained its tranquility, with the exception of some traces left behind.

Mad Blade said: "When are we going to the Heaven Pavilion?"

"Rest for a while."

Wu Feng looked around. Everyone's injuries were not light, they were not suitable for battle.

"However, I am somewhat familiar with this place …"

Wu Feng said again after pausing for a while. He had come here before, or maybe he was just passing by.

Wu Feng then looked in another direction: "Is that the Nanyang City over there?"

Zhao Mo carefully recognized the person's face and said: "Yes."

"I want to go somewhere."

Wu Feng said softly, all his memories had returned.

Back then, before he wanted to join a sect, he was once taken in by an old uncle. It was also at that time that he got to know Tie Dan and Erya.

And the two of them were still training everywhere, this was the most basic thing about being Profound Cultivator.

Decades had passed, but the village remained the same.

It was still the same appearance, but many of the faces that Wu Feng had seen before were no longer there. They were all unfamiliar, and no longer recognizable.

Wu Feng found the old uncle's house. He had passed away long ago, and was buried outside the village.

The grave had long since collapsed and was filled with weeds. There was no tombstone, only a piece of wood. It was so rotten that one could barely make out its words.

That was a very good old man, and his memories of Wu Feng were still fresh in his mind.

As the others stood at the side, they had already heard about it from Wu Feng on the way here.

If the other party wasn't Profound Cultivator, he wouldn't have been able to live until now.

Wu Feng used his mental energy to repair the grave, and to remove the weeds.

Raging Blade suddenly said in a low voice, "Someone is coming."

Wu Feng turned his head, it was only an old man who was about sixty-seven years old. His clothes were ordinary, and his face full of wrinkles as he very carefully looked at Wu Feng.

The others couldn't help but frown as well, because if it was a group that was searching for information, this sort of person was very common. For example, in the Nether Pavilion before this, many of them were ordinary people, you couldn't even tell them apart.

"Are you Wu Feng?"

The old man walked over shakily, even excited.

Wu Feng was startled, he really did not know the other party, he had never seen him before.

"Cough, cough, cough."

The old man coughed and sized Wu Feng up once again. Seeing that, Wu Feng could only take off his mask once again.

The old man's eyes immediately lit up, "It's really you. You're just as young as you were a few decades ago."

Wu Feng asked in confusion: "You know me?"

The old man smiled and said, "A few decades ago, I was still half a child. At that time, you were picked up by Grandpa Zhang. I was a neighbor and met you before."

Wu Feng suddenly realized, to an ordinary person, dozens of years was enough to completely change their appearance.

At that time, Wu Feng had not even been here for a few days, how could he remember anyone?

Even the parents of Tie Dan and Erya had long since passed away.

The old man continued, "I just heard that someone went to Grandpa Zhang's old house. I knew it must be you, because Grandpa Zhang doesn't have any relatives."

Wu Feng kept quiet and nodded.

The old man reached into his clothes, took out a worn-out cloth bag and gave it to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng was startled, "This is?"

The old man shoved the item into Wu Feng's hands, "I've waited dozens of years, you've finally come."

Wu Feng opened the cloth bag suspiciously, and at that moment, he could not help but be stunned on the spot.

Inside the bag was a stack of yellowing silver notes and a string of copper coins.

The number of silver notes was five hundred. At that moment …

That year, after he left, he had once secretly left behind five hundred silver. As for the copper coins, they were all saved up by Chang with great difficulty.

To ordinary people, saving money was simply too difficult. It was unlike the current Wu Feng, who, with his current strength, could even earn ten thousand gold coins just by doing some random things.

The old man sighed, "When Grandpa Zhang left, he kept saying that you would definitely come back. If you come back, you must have met with a lot of troubles. "Let me make sure I give you the money," he said.

"You've finally come today, so it can be said that I've completed my mission. If you were a few decades later, you might just be able to wait for my grandson to give it to you. "

Wu Feng looked at this ordinary old man with reddened eyes. For a promise, he had actually waited here for decades.

You're clearly very poor, aren't you?

Yet, he didn't even use this little bit of money.

Raging Blade and the others could not help but sigh. They had long forgotten the appearance of a normal person and did not even care about it.

A promise had used up the life of this person before him.

This was not something that could be measured with money. Even if Wu Feng were to casually give him ten thousand taels of gold to change the fate of his descendants.

Only bow, bow, bow

to be able to express even the slightest amount of emotion

Wu Feng bowed, his voice choked, "Thank you."

The old man immediately supported Wu Feng, and shook his head: "No need to thank me, this is what I should be doing. Looking at your current situation, you should be fine. It's good that you're fine.

He talked a lot, talked a lot, and even asked about the matters of the Profound Cultivator.

Wu Feng answered all of them, but some things did not say them, in order to not scare him.

After that, the old man invited them to lunch together. Wu Feng agreed as well. However, Wu Feng was actually very happy when he ate it all.

Wu Feng still remembered the words that Chang said when he was about to leave.

He knew of the passing of the Chang, and this time it was mainly because of him being in the vicinity.

When they were about to leave, the old man smiled and said, "If you have the time to come next time, I'll probably leave as well. Time, we really can't wait for anyone."

Wu Feng looked at the old man and said softly, "As long as you are alive and happy."

He did not give the other party anything, because the other party's mental level had long surpassed his, Wu Feng's.

He did not need to know this person's name, because there was no need to know.

If you want to call him Chang, that would do.

The old man smiled kindly: "Go back to your work. Take care of yourself."

Wu Feng smiled as he replied, he felt that he had found the true meaning behind his words.

Apart from shouldering many missions, he had to consider his own true meaning.

There were many people like the Chang in this world. There were only a few who were so-called bad people and extremely vicious.

The diviner had pacified the world, swept away all injustices, and eliminated the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice.

is precisely to protect someone like the Chang!

"Thank you."

Wu Feng said again, and they rushed towards the sky.

In that moment, a slight change occurred in Wu Feng's heart, and a small part of the loophole quietly healed up.