Yun Zheng took the token engraved with 'Shuo Emperor'. It was heavy and she could feel the powerful power contained in it.
At this moment, a pair of fair hands with distinct joints tightly held her hand holding the token, and in an instant the token emitted a white light.
Yun Zheng looked at him in confusion. She could feel him guiding her spiritual consciousness into the token. Gradually, she seemed to have a vague connection with the token.
Rong Shuo explained, "When needed, you can use your spiritual consciousness to call upon the power within. Once called upon, the guardians of my Wanshuo Palace will be at your disposal. They will be called upon to protect you."
When Yun Zheng heard this, she did not feel very happy, but instead felt a sense of loss and sadness.
"How long will you be gone?" Yun Zheng grabbed his robe with her small hands and asked with a frown.
If it wasn't soon, he wouldn't have to give her the token.
"At the shortest, three or four months, at the longest..." Rong Shuo looked down at her, and paused when the words came to his lips. He held her in his arms, his eyes filled with deep and complex colors.
"I might be gone for a while, so you must take good care of yourself."
"Little liar, you can't like anyone else but me."
"You are my empress. Everything in Wanshuo Palace can be used by you. There is no need to distinguish between you and me."
Yun Zheng felt a slight pang of pain in her nose as she listened to his words, and her eyes became moist. She asked gloomily, "Is this related to what happened yesterday?"
Rong Shuo's eyes deepened slightly, "Yeah."
"I understand." Yun Zheng is not a particularly pretentious person. She knows that everyone has their own responsibilities and things to do.
She understood, but she was worried.
Anyone who can hurt Rong Shuo must be no simple person.
The two talked for a while.
Rong Shuo suddenly thought of something, ruffled her hair, and said softly, "The Di family is looking for you."
"They know of my existence?" Yun Zheng was a little surprised.
He nodded slightly, "Well, when you broke the third and fourth seals, your aura leaked out, and I blocked the prying eyes."
"They only know it's in the Lower Three Realms, but they don't know the exact location."
Yun Zheng was thoughtful after hearing this.
The Di family in Zhongtian Domain is the home of her mother Di Lan. She doesn't know if the Di family has any news about her mother. She may have to go to the Di family.
One is because of her mother Di Lan, the second is that she wants to see the Di family's pupil technique, and the third is... the head of the Di family.
In terms of blood relationship, the head of the Di family is her grandfather.
Rong Shuo continued, "The Di family has not been in good shape over the past ten years, facing internal and external troubles."
"Once you reveal your blood pupils, I'm afraid you will be in many hidden dangers. Zheng'er, you decide for yourself how to go down this path."
Yun Zheng nodded.
She reached out and gently hugged his waist, afraid of hurting the wound on his left abdomen.
She whispered, "I'll wait for you to come back."
They didn't spend much time together before he left.
Yun Zheng held the heavy "Shuo Di" token and looked at it for a long time before placing it in the Fengxing space.
She sat alone on the bed for half an hour, just staring blankly and emptying her mind.
Until there was a knock on the door.
"Knock knock—"
"Ayun, I received a message from Sect Master Duanmu and the others. They have arrived in Zhicheng. It's time for us to set off for the teleportation array." Mo Jing's casual voice sounded.
Yun Zheng slowly came back to her senses, and her eyes lit up.
She replied lazily, "Wait."
She looked around the guest room, then stood up and opened the door. Seeing Mo Jing's bright smile, her mood improved a little.
The gentle man in purple clothes beside him asked with a smile, "Is there anything else you want to pack?"
"No more, let's go." Yun Zheng shrugged.
Mo Jing was surprised, "Where is the Emperor?"
Yun Zheng yawned and said nonchalantly, "He went back."
"Ah? Going back?" Mo Jing looked surprised.
Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows and urged with a smile, "Let's go."
After saying that, she walked away.
Mo Jing quickly caught up, constantly asking Yun Zheng questions.
Yan Chen, who stayed where he was, frowned slightly. Yun Zheng seemed to be in a bad mood.
Yan Chen shook his head and sighed to himself, could separation from a partner affect one's mood so much?!
He laughed and followed.
The teleportation array of Zhicheng was set up in the martial arts field. At this time, there were many people queuing in the martial arts field, most of whom were from the sect teams wearing various sect costumes.
Some are from Cangzhou sect teams, some are from Nanyang airspace teams, and some are from Senyu sect teams.
And at this moment_
Outside the martial arts arena, a group of people were waiting for someone.
The leader was a tall and mighty man wearing dark blue embroidered clothes. He had a full beard and looked quite ferocious.
Standing beside him were two elders, one with a scar on his face and the other with a shrewd look.
There were about ten disciples standing behind them.
Compared with the number of people in other sects' teams, this group of people is very small.
"Little ancestor, haven't you replied to the message yet?" asked the middle-aged man with a beard.
Elder Shangguan replied, "Yes, the young ancestor said they are on their way."
Elder Liang crossed his hands in front of him and said with emotion, "I haven't seen the little ancestor for a long time. I really miss him."
Duanmu Zheng raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "I heard that you sent thousands of messages to the little ancestor in the past seven months. Do you have that many spiritual jades?"
The communication crystal also has a usage limit.
Normally, each communication crystal can be used for one hundred communications.
However, the price of the communication crystal is ridiculously expensive for their 18th-rate sect, 30,000 spirit jades for one communication crystal.
Liang Guanren sent out thousands of messages, which means he spent more than 300,000 spirit jades.
Upon hearing this, a dozen or so disciples of the Five Elements Spiritual Sect looked at Elder Liang in shock. They were not only surprised that he was so rich, but also shocked that he had sent thousands of messages to the little ancestor.
This behavior is simply...
It's outrageous!
The disciples thought to themselves, who the hell has time to listen to you babble so much?
Elder Liang pretended to be modest, smiled and waved his hand, "This little money is nothing. I am loyal to the young ancestor, and the sun and the moon can bear witness to it."
Everyone: “…”
Duanmu Zheng's mouth twitched, "Did she reply to you?"
"I'm back." Elder Liang nodded, his eyes flashing slightly.
The little ancestor did reply, but only one message, and it was cursing him.
A quarter of an hour later.
Yun Zheng and the other two finally met with the Five Elements Spiritual Sect.
Yun Zheng saw many familiar faces in the crowd, including nephew Duanmu, Elder Liang, Elder Shangguan, Xie Mingchen, Baili Yuchen, Duanmu Yu, Qin Anyan, and Luo Xiao.
The rest are new faces.
As if they had rehearsed it, they all raised their hands and bowed in unison, respectfully calling out, "Little Ancestor, Uncle Mo, Uncle Yan."
Even Elder Liang, who is always a dramatic figure, did not make a fuss.
Yun Zheng was a little surprised.
Has this thing been modified?
The next moment, Elder Liang's voice rang out.
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