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Chapter 299 Immortal world, the world.

fairyland.

Inside a real fairy gate in the Southern Tianyu.

A middle-aged man in a gray robe soared to the front of a nine-story attic at an extremely fast speed. He walked in respectfully, and then cupped his hands and said, "Elder, I have something to report."

In front of him, there was a huge lotus throne. On the lotus throne, sat an old man holding a whisk. He said in a solemn voice: "Say!"

"Today, someone broke through to the Immortal Realm in the Three Thousand Small Worlds. As usual, my subordinates went to the Heavenly Gate to guide him to heaven, and the result..."

The old man said impatiently, "What happened?"

"As a result, he was beheaded."

"Oh?" The old man frowned and asked, "In a small world, are there two people who broke through to the fairyland at the same time?"

"No, no, he doesn't seem to have become a fairy yet."

The old man frowned, and asked: "You mean, he killed a fairy with a mortal body?"

"Yes."

"Oh, that's interesting."

……

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world.

All the injured people in the desert were sent to Haoqi Sect to recuperate.

The fact that the leader of the Demon Cult, Ya Ye, and others were beheaded by Ning Lang spread to the Seven Great Immortals in just three days.

Five days later.

The elders of the various immortal sects came to Haoqi Sect and took away the suzerains of their respective immortal sects.

Among the Haoqi Sect's Zhuge Yuan, Mei Qinghe, and Ning Lang who participated in the battle, Mei Qinghe was the first to wake up. Even though his cultivation had fallen to the mid-level of Heaven's Punishment Realm, he didn't have any fatal injuries.

As for Zhuge Yuan and Ning Lang, one had too many injuries on their bodies, and the other had a severe loss of strength, so they had no intention of waking up for the past five days.

In Haoran Palace.

Mei Qinghe watched his uncle Yao Qing check the situation in Zhuge Yuan's body, he asked anxiously: "Uncle, how is uncle?"

Yao Qing sighed, shook his head and said, "The injury is too serious, I'm afraid there are only about three years left."

Mei Qinghe felt like being struck by lightning, even though he had expected this result, but when someone else said it, he was still heartbroken and couldn't believe it.

Before the Demon Cult appeared, everyone never thought that the leader of the Demon Cult would have the power of a fairyland, nor would they have thought that the Demon Cult's light messenger was Wen Zhong, the suzerain of Chaoyin Sect!

Mei Qinghe sighed again and again, "How is Ning Lang?"

"He is recovering quickly, and I believe he will wake up in two days."

"Will there be any sequelae?"

Yao Qing shook his head slightly and said, "No."

Only then did Mei Qinghe heave a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Ning Lang is fine, there is still hope for everything.

On the eighth day after the war ended, Ning Lang, who had been lying on the ice bed for thousands of years, woke up in a daze. The first scene he saw when he opened his eyes was seven apprentices standing by the bed watching with concern. look at yourself.

"Master, you are finally awake."

Ning Lang got up from the Wannian ice bed, shook his stiff neck, and asked, "Where are the others?"

Jiang Chen replied: "The masters of the other immortal sects have already returned to their sects. The teacher's uncle and suzerain are both in Haoran Palace."

After listening, Ning Lang waved to Jiang Chen and said, "Come here."

Jiang Chen obediently stepped forward and bent down, but Ning Lang slapped Jiang Chen on the back of the head directly, cursing: "The other day, my teacher asked you to take the younger brothers and younger sisters away, why didn't you listen?"

Jiang Chen took a hard hit, didn't say anything, just smiled silly.

Others did not dare to say anything.

Ning Lang rolled his eyes at Jiang Chen, and with the support of Gan Tang and Gu Xiyao, he got up and got out of bed, stretched his sore muscles and bones, felt the spiritual energy in his body slowly recovering, and walked outside the house.

The scene of that day is still vivid.

After being silent for a long time, he said: "Take me to Haoran Palace as a teacher."

Gan Tang and Jiang Chen stepped forward at the same time.

Seeing Gan Tang going up and down, Jiang Chen immediately stopped in his tracks.

Gan Tang took the initiative to hold Ning Lang's hand, and a gust of spiritual wind rose from under his feet, and the two of them quickly rose into the air.

After ten interest.

The two masters and apprentices landed at the gate of Haoran Palace.

Ning Lang walked in slowly. When he saw that Zhuge Yuan was still lying there, while Mei Qinghe and Yao Qing were sitting beside him with sad faces, he already guessed that the situation of his uncle was not optimistic, but he still asked a question : "How is Master Uncle?"

Mei Qinghe shook his head, did not hide anything, and replied directly: "Maybe there are only three years of life left."

Three years.

With a flick of a finger.

For practitioners, it will be more short-lived.

Thinking of the scene of Zhuge Yuan standing in front of him and being slashed to the ground by Ya Ye, Ning Lang's expression also became lonely.

Seeing this, Mei Qinghe comforted him in turn: "No one thought that Yaye would already have the strength of the Immortal Realm. Now this result is considered pretty good. At least, everyone is still alive."

"How are you?"

"Me?" Mei Qinghe said with a smile: "I'm fine, it's nothing more than a few falls, at most, it will take more than ten years of cultivation to come back."

Ning Lang was silent.

He knew that Mei Qinghe said it was easy, but in fact it couldn't be that simple.

"Are those swords returned in the end?"

Mei Qinghe replied: "Xishu Jianmen issued a notice, and those swordsmen heard that you are here to eliminate demons in the world, so they didn't say anything."

This is also within Ning Lang's expectation, the sword is a gentleman of the military, and if a swordsman doesn't have this kind of heart, then he is not worthy of practicing swords.

"Then I'll be back."

"Ah."

"If Master Uncle wakes up, call me."

"Ah."

Ning Lang took the initiative to hold Gan Tang's hand, and hurried back to Miao Miao Peak.

……

three nights later
Zhuge Yuan woke up, he didn't disturb anyone, and quietly went back to the ninth floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

After Mei Qinghe found out, he hurried to the Treasure Pavilion, but was driven away by Zhuge Yuan.

When Ning Lang heard the news, he also went to the Treasure Pavilion. He stood in the air and asked loudly, "Master Uncle, how are you?"

"You can live for a few more years, leave me alone, and go about your own business."

"But……"

Zhuge Yuan cursed: "Stop rambling, the old man can't stand this the most in his life, get out of here."

Ning Lang shook his head and smiled wryly, but finally went back.

All the people above the level of the master of the demon church died in that desert, and the remaining disciples of the demon church were also a group of low-level minions. After Xie Anan, Li Haobai and other immortal masters recovered their vitality, they once again got rid of demons. Let the world know that in just two short months, there has been no news of the Devil's Cult in the Jianghu.

During this time, Ning Lang has been recovering his strength.

Jiang Keran, who originally wanted to invite his teacher, saw that his teacher was like this, so he didn't stay on Miaomiao Peak any longer. After saying goodbye to Ning Lang, Jiang Chen and others, he returned to Dayu Capital alone.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, another two years have passed.

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(End of this chapter)