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Wang Zhifan's first meeting with his daughter Mie Yueqing had some twists and turns and was far from harmonious, but at least the result was not bad.

When Mie Yueqing heard her mother Mie Yuexi say that the person in front of her was her father who had been missing for almost two hundred years, Mie Yueqing immediately flew into a rage and beat Wang Zhifan severely.

But when she found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break the defense of the man in front of her who didn't fight back, she had to stop, and then said very proudly that she could acknowledge Wang Zhifan's identity in terms of strength, but she needed time to accept it.

Wang Zhifan knew that this result was already good, so he asked Mie Yuexi to leave gifts for his daughter, the epic brave gauntlets and the Blade of Time, and then returned to Tianyuan City first, giving Mie Yuexi a chance to comfort his daughter alone.

When he returned to Tianyuan City, he officially began to visit his old friends.

When he was with Mie Yuexi before, he knew that Qingyangzi and Huayangzi were still in Tianyuan City, but Zhenxuzi had passed away for decades, so he went to visit the two old friends first.

After not seeing each other for nearly two hundred years, Qingyangzi looked much older than he remembered, closer to the appearance of Zhenxuzi in his memory. The fat Taoist Huayangzi had become fatter, but his facial features had not changed much.

At this moment, in Qingyang Palace, three old friends reunited and the atmosphere was very warm.

"Fellow Daoist Fanyun?! Is it really you?! It has been nearly two hundred years since we last met, but why has your appearance not changed at all?"

Qing Yangzi, who already looked like an old Taoist priest, was very surprised by the appearance of Wang Zhifan. At the same time, he did not hide his jealousy of Wang Zhifan's eternal youth.

"Can I say that from my perspective, only a few months have passed? Even if you add the time spent in the dungeon, it's only a few years..."

Wang Zhifan actually told them that he could understand the passage of two hundred years, but he couldn’t relate to them. After all, he had never experienced such a long time span, and his mentality was still as young as it was back then.

The fat Taoist standing by saw Wang Zhifan's awkward smile and immediately interrupted the topic, explaining:
“Fellow Daoist Qingyang, take a closer look at Fellow Daoist Fanyun now. His aura is much deeper and more powerful than before. I’m afraid he has already reached the realm of Quasi-Saint! In addition, he entered the Super Innate Realm when he was young. It is reasonable that his appearance has not changed in two hundred years…”

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Huayang, you are too kind. I am still a super-innate and have not yet become a saint."

Wang Zhifan couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he heard this, thinking that Hua Yangzi had an unexpectedly good eye, but he still had to be modest.

His current strength, at full strength, is not much different from that of the saints in this world. If he is helped by the Vermillion Bird Spirit, he may be slightly stronger than an average saint. However, becoming a saint has special significance, and it does not completely equate to a higher level of strength. It may not be that simple to make a real comparison.

The three of them chatted for a while and then talked about the past two hundred years of Wu Zun Hall that Wang Zhifan had left. Wang Zhifan knew that in fact, Wu Zun Hall had changed many hall masters, and Mie Yuexi belonged to the sixth generation. In the past, she mainly stayed behind the scenes to support Wu Zun Hall, but later, Wu Zun Hall had no successors and had to come out in person to support the scene.

The first generation Martial Arts Hall Master was naturally Wang Zhifan, the second generation was his young disciple He Kuang, followed by the first generation heroine Liu Luoying, and the fourth and fifth generations were the disciples and grandchildren of Liu Luoying and Qin Quan respectively.

Except for Liu Luoying who later went to the Dao Realm to practice Taoism and entered the super innate realm, all the others stopped at the innate realm. A force that cannot produce super innate cultivators will naturally find it difficult to prosper and develop in the long run. Therefore, the number of talents in the Martial Honor Hall was so low that there were not even a few innate disciples. If Mie Yuexi had not taken over and invested in its development with all his strength, the Martial Honor Hall might have completely become a historical term.

"Old friend, please don't blame me for not helping. We really have no power to help. In the past two hundred years, whether it is the Huayang Palace that I am in charge of, or the Qingyang Palace of Daoist Fellow Qingyang, or the Zhenxu Palace of Daoist Fellow Zhenxuzi, none of them have been able to give birth to new super-innates. The difficulty of practicing Taoism does not need me to say more..."

Hua Yangzi complained bitterly on this topic. According to what he said, in the past hundred years, the influence of Tianyuan City has been declining. Thanks to the help of Mie Yuexi, an outsider super-innate, Tianyuan City has maintained its dignity and maintained its basic foundation.

Wang Zhifan didn't have much objection to this. He didn't have too many expectations for the Wuzun Hall he left behind. He was only invited by Qingyangzi to cooperate with him, and he didn't put much effort and energy into it.

In fact, if he could stay in Wu Zun Hall forever, with his own guidance and the help of the legendary Black Tower, he is confident that he can train very outstanding disciples in Wu Zun Hall. If he is lucky enough to meet a rare genius, it would not be surprising to train a martial arts master.

But after he left, the Wuzun Hall actually had no special resources except for a few excellent martial arts inheritances and a batch of excellent equipment. Not only could it not attract high-level talents, but even if a true genius chose to join, he would most likely be buried and wasted because it could not provide excellent training resources.

"My two Taoist friends, do you know which of my former disciples are still alive? I want to go see them."

Feeling that there was no need to talk about the past, Wang Zhifan slightly changed the subject.

"Well... I only know that your disciple Liu Luoying must still be here. She came back from the Dao Realm once two years ago. She looks very young, and her cultivation is not much inferior to ours."

Qingyangzi, who looked like an old Taoist, thought for a moment and then answered.

Hua Yangzi, who was extremely fat but much younger, knew more and was probably more concerned about this aspect. He counted on his fingers and slowly recalled:

"Your eldest disciple He Kuang has been dead for more than a hundred years. He was defeated because he challenged a Buddhist super-innate... Your second disciple Qin Quan has not been to Tianyuan City since he turned a hundred. It is said that he opened a martial arts academy somewhere else. If he is still alive now, he is probably very old... Your third disciple is Liu Luoying, and Daoist Qingyang has already said... Your fourth disciple Huang Feihe has been missing for a long time. Some people say that he went to the Confucian Realm..."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Huayang, for your attention. I will go to see my disciples in the near future. I feel guilty for abandoning them halfway through my duties as their master... Please tell me more about the situation of my comrades in the Demon Sealing War. I also plan to visit them."

Wang Zhifan replied with a sigh, and then turned the topic to another aspect, about his former comrades. Then he learned that the news in this regard was much more optimistic, because most of the super-innate masters he knew were still alive and well. The life span of super-innate monks started at a thousand years, and the changes brought about by two hundred years were not that big. After chatting for a full hour in Huayang Palace, the three of them flew into the sky together and rushed to the north of Tianyuan City.

This is a mountain area covered with wild grass. It is also the exclusive cemetery area of ​​Tianyuan City. Taoist Zhenxuzi, one of the three great elders of Tianyuan City, is buried here.

At this moment, the three of them came to Zhenxuzi's tomb to mourn their old friend who had passed away many years ago.

Wang Zhifan took out a gourd and slowly poured the fragrant wine from the fairy world in front of Zhenxuzi's tomb, and said:
“Daoyou Zhenxu, after two hundred years, we finally meet again… I still remember your resolute figure fighting against the Demon Lord back then, but it’s a pity that we are no longer together now. I can only use this fine wine to express my longing for you… I hope that in the afterlife, you can bless Tianyuan City to be forever stable and prosperous…”

After the three of them took turns paying tribute, they chatted for a while in front of Zhenxuzi's tomb, as if their old friend was still alive, sharing the latest situation with their deceased friend.

Then, Qingyangzi and Huayangzi took Wang Zhifan to another cemetery. The person buried in this cemetery was none other than Wang Zhifan’s eldest disciple, He Kuang, who had died a hundred years ago.

Standing in front of He Kuang's grave, Wang Zhifan couldn't help but feel mixed emotions. He squatted down, raised his hand and touched the cold tombstone with his apprentice's name on it, and remained silent for a while.

In his mind, he kept recalling the experience of meeting He Kuang.

He remembered that when he first met He Kuang, he watched the whole process of this talented young man who practiced martial arts challenging the innate Buddhist monk. Then He Kuang was defeated and dying after a fierce battle, and was cured by his healing technique.

When I saw He Kuang again, this guy came to visit because he heard the news of the establishment of the Martial Honor Hall, but he didn't know that the savior Wang Zhifan who appeared in front of him was the so-called Martial Honor. He made some jokes, but still shamelessly became Wang Zhifan's disciple.

To be honest, Wang Zhifan had never treated He Kuang badly. He even saved his life, taught him martial arts, gave him excellent weapons, allowed him to practice in the Dark Tower, and allowed him to become the eldest senior brother of the Martial Arts Hall. Later, he became the second-generation hall master. It can be said that Wang Zhifan trusted He Kuang to the fullest and he had absolutely a clear conscience towards He Kuang.

But he still felt a little sad in his heart. The young man who had a promising future and whom he had certain hopes for, when they met again, had become a hundred-year-old dry bone. One could not help but sigh at the cruelty of fate.

After a long while, he looked up at the two old friends beside him and asked:

"Could you two Taoist friends tell me which Buddhist super-innate master defeated him?"

When Qing Yangzi and Hua Yangzi heard this, they immediately understood that Wang Zhifan wanted to settle accounts with someone, but the facts were not as he thought. Hua Yangzi immediately shook his head and replied:

“Fellow Daoist Fanyun, you can’t blame that Buddhist monk for the fight back then, because your eldest disciple personally came to him and challenged him to a life-and-death battle. The monk even publicly refused to fight him to the death several times… But your disciple had been stuck at the peak of the Xiantian realm for more than 30 years at the time, and he knew that only a life-and-death battle with a strong enemy could break through the bottleneck, so he did his best to make it happen… It’s a pity that the result of this battle was regrettable. Your disciple went crazy and died in the battle, and the Buddhist super-Xiantian was also seriously injured. He died just one year later. It can be said that it was a lose-lose situation for both Buddhism and Tianyuan City…”

After listening to Hua Yangzi's story, Wang Zhifan could not help but remain silent for several seconds, then he turned his head and looked at He Kuang's tombstone and cursed:

"Why do you insist on challenging a strong enemy? If you can't break through, can't you just focus on cultivating your mind? There are so many geniuses in the world who have been stuck in the realm of transcendence, and you are not the only one! You died a quick death..."

Amid the cursing, the figure of a young martial artist emerged in Wang Zhifan's mind. He trained hard in the coldest and hottest days of winter and summer, and made progress bravely and fearlessly. He also had good talent, but was teased by fate. After practicing for a hundred years, he still could not enter the super-innate realm of martial arts. In the end, he made a desperate effort and was defeated and died in battle.

Although Wang Zhifan kept cursing, if you put yourself in his shoes, how many mistakes did He Kuang make? As a martial arts practitioner, he has done almost everything he could, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a role model of martial arts. However, many things cannot be forced. If you don't accept your fate, you will lose your life.

After visiting He Kuang's grave, Qingyangzi and Huayangzi then took Wang Zhifan to see other old acquaintances buried there, such as other deceased disciples of the Wuzun Temple and the goat-bearded Taoist Xuan Zhenzi who had once helped the Wuzun Temple. Wang Zhifan could not quite remember the appearance of many of them after seeing their names, so he could only pay a hasty tribute.

Afterwards, they returned to Tianyuan City and started a grand banquet to welcome Wang Zhifan. This banquet had been specially prepared by someone shortly after they met, and they came back just in time for it.

Wang Zhifan knew the intentions of Qingyangzi and Huayangzi, so he made a high-profile appearance at the banquet, letting the people from all walks of life who had gathered there know that he, the former celebrity in the Disaster Realm and number one on the Demon Sealing List, had returned. Tianyuan City became a place of turmoil for a while, and the news of his return quickly spread to other areas of the Disaster Realm and even other worlds.

After the grand banquet, Wang Zhifan went to the Mieyue main island with Mieyuexi who joined the banquet halfway, to visit other senior figures of the Mieyue clan, and pay homage to the tombs of Mieyuexi's parents and the former Mieyue clan leader Mieyue Aotian. This made everyone in the Mieyue clan know that the martial arts master who had helped them during the invasion of the demon world two hundred years ago had returned.

It has to be said that a series of events left Wang Zhifan with no private time to spend close time with Mie Yuexi, and it was also difficult for him to look for his daughter Mie Yueqing who was obsessed with cultivation and had not yet fully accepted him. However, he did not care about this shortcoming, because he knew that from now on, no one could separate him from his family, and he had endless time to make up for it.

About three days later, after dealing with various matters on Mieyue Island and easing some tensions with his daughter, Wang Zhifan returned to Tianyuan City with Mieyuexi.

When he came back this time, Mie Yuexi handed over all the affairs concerning the Martial Honor Hall to Wang Zhifan. After all, Wang Zhifan, the real Martial Honor, had returned, so there was no need to ask the dignified patriarch of the Mie Yue clan to help preside over the overall situation.

Wang Zhifan had no objection to this. Although he would not stay here forever, he would definitely return frequently. It would be easy for him to be responsible for managing a Wuzun Hall that had already grown in scale.

In the next few days, he stayed in Wu Zun Hall to familiarize himself with the situation of his disciples and assigned them individual follow-up development plans. He was determined to make Wu Zun Hall truly develop and grow, and eventually become a powerful force that could cultivate super-talented martial artists.

During this period, some of his old friends also came to visit him, as well as some of the disciples he was planning to find. (End of this chapter)