Lu Qingfeng had a good plan before he came out. He asked Zhou Shukang to go to the Heavenly Emperor's Domain with him and resurrect An Yintu at the same time. Who knew that Zhou Shukang didn't agree with him, and no matter what he said, the other party just wouldn't go.
Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. The world was changing, and people were changing with it. Some people were content with the status quo, while others were constantly making progress. Although they were friends, he couldn't be too demanding and let others follow his own will. He
It really can't be done.
"Xiao Ru, I originally wanted to take your father to the Heavenly Emperor's Realm with you! This way you and your daughter will no longer be separated, but I didn't expect it to be like this. If you want to stay with your father, my uncle will not force you to leave.
I’ll leave it to you to think about it.”
On the way to the Anxi Sword Sect, Lu Qingfeng talked with Zhou Ru about his family affairs in a serious manner. He didn't know if Zhou Ru was willing to stay, especially after meeting Zhou Shukang here, what changes might happen in his heart.
"Uncle Lu, you don't need to ask for my opinion anymore. I will definitely follow you to the Heavenly Emperor's Domain. Although I am a girl, I don't want to be partial to one corner. I still want to go to a broader world to experience myself.
"
As soon as Lu Qingfeng finished talking to Zhou Ru, she immediately answered, as if she didn't think about it at all, or maybe she had already planned it in her heart, but she just didn't say it out before.
In front of the mountain gate of the Anxi Sword Sect, there are four true god-level disciples guarding them. When they see these people coming in front of them, and their respective cultivation levels are hidden, you can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary people.
"You go in and report to each other, and ask An Bahu to come out."
Lu Qingfeng stood at the front of the crowd, his face still full of wrinkles. Except for his straight back, he looked like an old man who was over ten years old.
Among the four disciples guarding the mountain gate, one was obviously the leader. The other three looked at this disciple, waiting for him to make the final decision.
"Senior, it's not impossible for juniors to go in and report, but once the headmaster asks who senior is, it's hard for juniors to answer."
"Oh! Just say that Lu Qingfeng came to visit specifically to fulfill the agreement made more than a hundred years ago. Please ask him to come out to see me immediately."
"Plop!"
After Lu Qingfeng finished speaking, the leading disciple fell to the ground with a thud, staring straight at Lu Qingfeng, and was stunned for a moment.
After a moment, this true god-level disciple suddenly jumped up, turned around and ran towards the mountain gate, still shouting as he ran.
"Reporting to the headmaster, there is a distinguished guest coming outside the mountain gate. Come out quickly to greet him!"
This disciple knew that Lu Qingfeng was a prominent person, but because of his seniority, he did not dare to call him by his first name. In desperation, in order to let the headmaster know the news as early as possible, he had to treat everyone as distinguished guests.
The power of the True God's cultivation was so powerful that when he shouted, the entire Anxi Sword Sect's core people heard it very clearly, and even those who were in seclusion walked out of their quiet rooms.
"What bastard is yelling in the sect? Don't you know that I am in retreat? I almost went crazy." After saying that, the person walked quickly along the place where the sound came from.
The man who yelled was an elder. He had been in seclusion for some time and was about to seek a breakthrough. Unexpectedly, he was interrupted by the disciple's shout.
In the meeting hall of the Anxi Sword Sect, An Bahu was also entertaining a distinguished guest. This distinguished guest was none other than Anton Jian, the great elder of the Anton Sword Sect.
In the battle with Zhushen Pavilion more than a hundred years ago, Anton Jian was injured by Bai Lei, the demonized man of Zhushen Pavilion, causing his body to be destroyed. Lu Qingfeng happened to arrive and saved his life.
Lu Qingfeng didn't know that he and An Bahu still had this special relationship. After so many years, An Dongjian always remembered his life-saving grace, but he just had no chance to repay it.
During the battle with the God-killing Pavilion more than a hundred years ago, the two of them were still at the middle level of the Divine Lord. When the two clans fought, they were still at the peak level of the Divine Lord. Therefore, they did not go to the center of the war to participate in the battle.
The two major sword sects are only the second echelon in Meteor Star. They are far away from the Central Continent sword sect where Meng Fei belongs. They are on the same level as the sect where Wu Neng belongs. In such sects, cultivators like An Dongjian and An Bahu
Because, he is definitely the pinnacle existence in the sect.
Therefore, it is natural for Wu Neng and dozens of other friends to choose to stay on Meteor Star. After all, there is a strong man who is the second level of the Ancestral God in the sect, which can also greatly strengthen the sect.
Facade.
After the war between the two clans, Anton Jian broke through to the Ancestral God before An Bahu did. Later, An Bahu also successfully broke through a few days ago. Anton Jian came here specifically to congratulate An Bahu.
Hearing the loud shouting of the disciples outside, An Bahu frowned, looked at An Dongjian and said: "Uncle, I don't know which disciple who has no eyesight is shouting outside. You sit here, I'll go out and take a look."
Come back after seeing it.”
"Bahu, you are now also a strong Ancestral God. Do not act recklessly. Since that disciple said that he has a distinguished guest coming to your door, I might as well go out with you. This way, it will also appear that the Anxi Sword Sect is polite to others."
"What my uncle said is absolutely true. Then why don't I bother you and go out with the Eight Tigers to see who the person is?"
An Bahu stood up. Before he could walk down the steps, his consciousness first scanned towards the mountain gate. He saw the disciples stumbling towards him.
His consciousness passed over this disciple and went straight to the mountain gate. At a glance, he saw Lu Qingfeng and others standing outside the mountain gate. These people had followed Lu Qingfeng for many years and were now well-known on the Meteorite Planet.
"Good guys, they are all super powerful future helmsmen. Why did they come to our Anxi Sword Sect for no reason? In the past, Yintu liked to cause trouble, but he has been dead for many years, and no one has caused trouble recently."
An Bahu's spiritual consciousness scanned carefully. Although he was domineering, it was only within the sect. Outside, he still knew how much he weighed. He couldn't afford to offend any of the people outside.
When he saw Lu Qingfeng standing in the front, he frowned and thought to himself: Who is the old man standing in front of these people? Why is the soul aura so familiar?
An Dongjian sat next to An Bahu. Seeing An Bahu standing upright and suddenly frowning, he couldn't help but secretly wonder.
An Bahu just pondered for a moment, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face, and he fell down on the headmaster's throne with a thud, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
After all, he was a leader of a sect, and he was also a strong ancestral god. He immediately noticed that he had lost his composure, stood up from his seat with a whoosh, and walked out of the hall.
"Uncle, I really have to trouble my uncle and nephew to go out to greet them this time, because these people who are coming are really too noble, especially the Ancestral God of Chaos who is here in person, so I don't dare to neglect them."
While running outside, An Bahu was still shouting: "The drum band played the welcome song, all the disciples dressed in festive costumes lined up on both sides, and firecrackers were blasting."
An Bahu was so excited. The Anxi Sword Sect could welcome Lord Ancestor God to visit him, something he could never burn incense in eight lifetimes. This event would definitely bring glory to the ancestors, and the surrounding sects would all look up to him.
Hearing An Bahu say that Lu Qingfeng was here, Anton Jian couldn't help but feel temporarily absent-minded, but he quickly reacted and rushed in front of An Bahu.
He always remembered the other person's life-saving grace, but he had no chance to repay him. Now that he finally met his benefactor, even if he kowtowed, it would be considered as fulfilling one of his long-cherished wishes.
As soon as the two of them ran out of the meeting hall, both sides of the road to the mountain gate were already lined with disciples, all dressed in festive costumes.
The drum band played a welcome song, and many disciples set off firecrackers. The entire Anxi Sword Sect was very lively, and the sound spread throughout Anxi City, attracting countless onlookers.
Antonjian was still running at the front, and An Bahu did not hesitate, following closely behind Antonjian. As soon as he ran to a fork in the road, a person suddenly jumped out of the side road, and he happened to bump into An Bahu.
The two of them were separated at the first touch. When the visitor saw that it was An Bahu, his face suddenly changed wildly. When he calmed down, he immediately said to An Bahu: "Headmaster, who is shouting loudly in the sect and knocking me out of meditation?"
It broke, and it almost went crazy."
This person's name is An Dongzi. In terms of seniority, he is still An Bahu's uncle. Countless years have passed and he is still in the early stage of the Divine Lord. He is the most disliked person in the Anxi Sword Sect.
"An Dongzi, don't blame others if you can't break through in cultivation. What's wrong with this disciple yelling? You're right. You delayed my affairs. Let's see how I deal with you."
Looking up and looking forward, An Dongjian had long since disappeared. An Bahu suddenly burst into flames and involuntarily raised his leg to kick An Dongzi.
"Bang"
With a kick on Antonzi's lower abdomen, the divine body immediately flew into the air, flew backwards a thousand meters away in the blink of an eye, and fell into a patch of grass.
The Anxi Sword Sect is a one-man hall, and An Bahu has the final say on everything. He is also rude to other elders who annoy him, let alone the unpopular An Dongzi.
Seeing that An Dongjian was less than a thousand meters away from the mountain gate, An Bahu became anxious and actually used teleportation to stand beside his uncle and appeared opposite Lu Qingfeng and others at the same time. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Welcome Lord Ancestral God to our sect. Please forgive me for being late to welcome the Eight Tigers..."
An Bahu had just said a few polite words, but before he finished speaking, he was about to continue talking. When he turned around, he saw that his uncle An Dongjian had already knelt on his knees in front of Lu Qingfeng.
Anton Jian had never mentioned to him the matter of Lu Qingfeng rescuing him. When he saw his uncle kneeling down, he was immediately confused. He didn't know what to do. In his confusion, he also knelt down along with Anton Jian.
On the ground.
"An Dongjian would like to thank Lord Ancestor God for saving his life last time. He has been thinking hard about repaying his kindness for many years but has no way of repaying his kindness. Today I see Lord Ancestor God. Dongjian is sincerely frightened. Please accept Dongjian's bow."
"Welcome the Lord Ancestral God to our sect. Please forgive me for being late to welcome the Eight Tigers!"
An Bahu knelt on the ground. After listening to Anton Jian's words, he didn't know what to say. In desperation, he actually repeated what he had just said.