It has been three months since Yu Tianqing returned to the Marshal's Mansion. During these three months, the Marshal's Mansion has sent a large number of experts almost every day to conduct a large-scale search for Nangong Ruoli's whereabouts.
But the cave where little Qilin lives has been wrapped by a layer of barrier, completely hidden in the forest. Therefore, many times the guards of the Nangong family have passed by here, but they have not discovered such a mystery!
Huo Ting didn't even think about food or food all day and night, she shed tears all day long, and she gradually became haggard!
For this reason, Nangong Lie was secretly worried, and he was also worried about Nangong Ruoli, especially Huo Ting's condition, which made him extremely distressed.
"Mom, Nangong Ruoli has been missing for a month. He encountered a pack of demon wolves and was chased by the wolf king. He probably won't survive!" Nangong Mingri said with twinkling eyes.
Princess Liuyun nodded, the joy in her eyes fleeting, and said: "Although Nangong Ruoli is a loser, he is your father's son after all, and that bitch Huo Ting is very important to your father.
I will inevitably fight with you for the inheritance of this family in the future, so it would be better if I died, so as not to spend time dealing with him!"
Nangong Mingri also chuckled and said: "Mom, don't worry! I just broke through the third level of the prefecture level two days ago. I estimate that I will be promoted to the third level tomorrow! I estimate that when I graduate, I will be in the second level.
Years later, two years later, I will go into battle to fight against my father and inherit his father's art of war. As for Nangong Ruoli, I guess he can only wait until six years later to withdraw from Longteng Royal Academy! He is not qualified to follow me yet.
Fight!"
Longteng Royal Academy enrolls twelve-year-old boys. The semester lasts for six years. Those with cultivation levels below the prefecture level are junior classes. Starting from the first level of the prefecture level is the first grade, and reaching the seventh level of the prefecture level, there are a total of seven grades, six years.
After that, they officially graduate. Of course, only students who have reached seventh grade are allowed to graduate.
Those who have not reached seventh grade will be dropped out of school after six years and will not have a diploma issued by Longteng Royal Academy.
Princess Liuyun also nodded and said: "This can only be discussed later, but I always feel that that boy Nangong Ruoli is not as simple as he seems on the surface. Fortunately, he is dead, otherwise we would have to spend so much effort paying attention to him!"
Nangong Mingri also nodded, with a playful smile on his lips.
"It feels really good to have the sun!" Nangong Ruoli stretched out comfortably. Since he had broken through to the second level of the Hunyuan Realm, his height had grown by more than half a head.
The main characteristic of wood attribute spiritual power is growth, which is of course related to his absorption of wood attribute spiritual energy and reaching the second level of Hunyuan Realm.
However, although he has grown a lot in height, his figure is still relatively thin. Of course, only Nangong Ruoli himself knows the result.
Following the most traditional physical training method of the special forces, every inch of his muscles has now reached the limit of the human body, but through scientific methods, he has not produced such bloated muscles.
After looking at some short clothes, Nangong Ruoli chuckled and said, "Will others think I'm a lunatic when I go out like this? Little Qilin, your form is really shocking. It's best to become more ordinary. How about a pug?"
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"No!" The little Qilin's head shook like a rattle. As a holy beast, Qilin, how could it become such a low-level holy object? The pride of a holy beast would never allow it.
"No, you have to!" Nangong Ruoli picked up its cold little ears and said viciously: "If you are like this, I will be killed by you sooner or later. Do you know how many people want to have a unicorn as a demon pet?"
Little Qilin's eyes were red, with tears floating in his eyes. When he saw Nangong Ruoli getting angry, he immediately said aggrievedly: "Then can I turn into a cat?"
"Okay, okay, man, why are you crying? Just become a cat!" Nangong Ruoli put the hand holding its ears on its smooth back and kept stroking it.
Just like that, a strange boy appeared on the path leading to Panlong City.
The young man's limbs were exposed, and some parts of his clothes had been stretched out, as if he were a beggar. Moreover, on the young man's shoulders, squatted a snow-white cat.
Of course, this young man is Nangong Ruoli. Along the way, this pair immediately attracted the attention of many people, and their return rate reached a terrifying 100%.
"Damn, has this talented young master become handsome again?" Nangong Ruoli shook his head melancholy, as if he felt that it would be very distressing to continue to be so handsome.
Humming a little tune, Nangong Ruoli seemed unusually happy and looked around carelessly, not caring at all about the disdainful looks of passers-by.
Suddenly, Nangong Ruoli's heart suddenly felt a twinge of alarm, a feeling of déjà vu came over him, and his figure instinctively flashed, hiding directly in a bush on the roadside.
This was the reaction speed he had trained in the special forces in his previous life. When encountering a sudden danger, the first thing to do was not to find the source of the danger, but to hide himself first and ensure safety.
That feeling gradually became clearer, and Nangong Ruoli couldn't help but frown, confused. This was a strange feeling transmitted by his spiritual consciousness, as if danger was right in front of him.
Nangong Ruoli understood in his heart that this might be another instinct to reach the second level of Hunyuan Realm. The first level of instinct is to be able to easily detect the opponent's cultivation level.
As for the second level, one can predict the coming danger. Just like at this time, Nangong Ruoli finally knew what the danger that the divine sense foreshadowed was.
On the path that I was walking on just now, seven men in black appeared side by side, all wearing black long gowns. They seemed to be hurrying on their way, not knowing what was going on.
"Is it them?" Nangong Ruoli's heart suddenly moved. The costumes of these seven men in black were exactly the same as those of Wuyang from the Yang Realm. They must also be from the Yang Realm.
"What are they doing here? They seem to be in a hurry? Follow them and take a look. Maybe I'll stumble upon some conspiracy!" Nangong Ruoli said secretly in his heart.
At that moment, Xuan Gong was circulating and he followed up quietly.
Tracking was also something specially trained by the special forces in the previous life. Even when walking on slender dead branches, Nangong Ruoli was able to do it without making a sound.
Standing about ten feet away from them, Nangong Ruoli followed them carefully. This life is no better than the previous one. The spiritual consciousness of these masters is far beyond that of ordinary people.
If you are not careful, they will find out the clues, so you must not take it lightly!
"Tell me, why did the boss send so many people here this time? He also asked us to inform Wuyang that he is only at the fifth level of the emperor's level. What's the use of him?" A man in black said.
"Speak more quietly!" Another man in black stopped him: "Are we, the little guys, allowed to participate in the affairs of the core disciples? If you keep talking nonsense, your life will be at risk!"
The man in black curled his lips and said, "What's so scary? When I practice for ten or eight years, I'll probably be no better than him. I'll have a core disciple by then!"
Nangong Ruoli heard all these words and couldn't help but nodded in his heart. It seems that the Yang Realm is not very harmonious. Wuyang Emperor's fifth level realm is actually only the lowest ranked core disciple in the Yang Realm. So the Yang Realm
What kind of cultivation level do the top-ranked core disciples have?
His father, Nangong Lie, was only at the seventh level of the Emperor level at this time, but he was highly respected in the Soaring Dragon Empire and was known as the first person below the Saint level and the most promising person to advance to the Saint level.
In the entire Longteng Empire, there are only five saint-level masters. Of course, this does not include the masters of Snow God Sect and Fengxing Sect. No matter how small the immortal sect is, it is not within the reach of the empire.
"I don't know what kind of divine weapon came out this time, but it actually made all the thirteen brothers take action!" Another man in black sighed.
"I don't know. How can little guys like us know? But at least it's a magic weapon of the immortal level! The last time the ancient magic weapon Qianlong Mirror was released, all the thirteen senior brothers came forward. This time, not only the ten
Third Senior Brother, I heard that there are ten core disciples here, I guess this magical weapon must be of great importance!" Another man in black said.
"Alas! If we can get this magic weapon, our cultivation will be greatly improved, and our combat power will reach a new level!" A man in black sighed.
"Stop dreaming, how could it be our turn to have such a magic weapon? When the time comes, we will be by the side. If we can see the true face of this magic weapon in Lushan, it will be a worthwhile trip!"
"The birth of a divine weapon?" Nangong Ruoli's heart was moved: "Damn, I must follow you and take a look this time, maybe there will be some unexpected gains!"