The Old Gods

Chapter 924 The Boy in the Sunset

Chapter 924 The Boy in the Sunset
In the afternoon, the Thousand Flower Ridge was peaceful and serene.

A gentle breeze occasionally blows, causing the sea of flowers to rise and fall like waves.

A tall, slender man with disheveled hair, dressed in black, stood quietly on the riverbank, gazing at the beautiful scenery.

It turns out that this cruel Holy Spirit Mountain also has such a pure place.

No wonder Lu Tianjiao chose to meet here.

It's been so many years since I last saw him. I wonder what level he's reached now. If nothing unexpected happens, he should have reached the Sea Realm by now.

Perhaps he is at the high level of the Sea Realm, or even the peak of the Sea Realm?

Without absolute strength, how could one infiltrate Rusty Lonely City undetected?

And at the very last moment before Lord Qiang Xiu saw his disciples off, he slipped a small note into his nephew's palm.
For a full month, the Wang family uncle and nephew still couldn't figure out how that note came about.

"Whoo~"

At the riverbank, a surge of energy was emanating.

Wang Quan turned his head and saw the bronze mirror of the Demonic Mirror Sect. He casually grabbed it, and the black spear he was carrying on his back immediately flew into his palm.

However, the tall figure that emerged from the mirror surprised Wang Quan.

Niu Zhengzheng?
Wang Quan naturally knew about the members of his nephew's team.

Niu Zhengzheng is excessively tall and robust, with a highly distinctive appearance that makes him difficult to mistake.

What surprised Wang Quan even more was that, judging from Niu Zhengzheng's aura and the fluctuations in his aura, this child was probably one or two levels higher than him.

Seascape, Section 4?

“Uncle Wang!” Niu Zhengzheng grinned, his perfectly white teeth standing out against his dark complexion.

Wang Quan nodded silently.

He vaguely remembered that Niu Zhengzheng was the second to last in strength among Wang Ling's team.

The one ranked last is Lu Tianjiao's younger sister, Qiao Yuanxi.

"Ouch!" Niu Zhengzheng suddenly slapped himself and quickly took a step to the side.

Wang Quan remained silent. As the burly man moved aside, he saw a woman in white emerge from the mirror.

Guan Yiren spotted Wang Quan at a glance and nodded slightly in acknowledgment: "Uncle Wang."

Wang Quan remained silent.

Another fourth-level Sea Realm cultivator?!

It seems that this cruel Holy Spirit Mountain really does inspire growth.

My nephew is already far behind his two teammates.

Suddenly, the three people on the riverbank turned their heads at the same time.

A tall, slender figure appeared, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Niu Niu Tou?" Wang Ling grasped Niu Zhengzheng's thick arm, looked up at the dark-faced giant, and was completely dumbfounded.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land!
And this is happening in the Holy Spirit Mountain Realm, far removed from the human world!
This reunion made Wang Ling feel like she was living in a dream.

"Haha!" Niu Zhengzheng laughed heartily, hugged Wang Ling tightly, and slapped the other's back hard with one hand. "I've missed you so much, haha!"

"Gently, gently." Wang Ling was overjoyed, but the water armor on his back was slapped so hard it made a thumping sound.

"Hey! What happened to you? You've gotten so skinny, like a little chick!" Niu Zhengzheng let go of his former comrade-in-arms and looked Wang Ling up and down, his body as thin as a bamboo pole.

"My Yiren?" Wang Ling was stunned again, his gaze falling on the woman's fair and beautiful face.

Guan Yiren smiled and quietly looked at her old friend.

Unlike Niu Zhengzheng, she wasn't a delicate flower nurtured in a greenhouse by Lu Ran.

She had wandered the mountains, seen and experienced everything, but later grew extremely disgusted with this filthy world, so she went to Moon Shadow Heavenly Pool to escape the hustle and bustle of the world.

Beneath that icy lake, she had ample time to organize her thoughts and reminisce about the past.

The faces of Niu Zhengzheng, Wang Ling, and Qiao Yuanxi had all flashed through her mind.

I thought we would never meet again in this lifetime.

Unexpectedly, a loving older brother took his sister to Moon Shadow Heavenly Pool for a visit, which completely changed her fate.

"Watch out!" Wang Ling's eyes narrowed. He saw a hand emerge from the full-length mirror behind Guan Yiren, its fingertip poking the girl's back.

Wang Ling reminded him, and his movements were also subconscious. In the instant his figure leaned forward, he had already thrust out his gun.

Guan Yiren frowned slightly, and a pair of pure white phoenix wings instantly spread out from her back, protecting the front of that hand.

"Ding!"

The spearhead pierced the seemingly soft wings, producing a grating sound like steel clashing.

"Her?" Wang Ling was completely dumbfounded.

Seeing old acquaintances one after another made him temporarily ignore the mirror, until a hand reached out from the mirror, at which point Wang Ling subconsciously stepped in to help.

However.
Wang Ling couldn't understand where the evil magic of the Demon Mirror Clan came from.

He couldn't understand why Guan Yiren, who was once a sword cultivator, would spread out a pair of holy phoenix wings.

Not far away, Wang Quan, who always had a poker face, suddenly widened his eyes!

The young man who emerged from the mirror made the vibrant and colorful Thousand Flower Ridge pale in comparison.

"Gulp." Wang Ling swallowed.

Because Guan Yiren's phoenix wings were wide and long, they covered his front and blocked his entire view.

Wang Ling could see nothing, but he could feel a terrifying pressure, like an invisible giant wave crashing against him, shaking his mind.

"Uncle Wang, it's been a long time." A muffled voice came from behind the mask.

Wang Quan pursed his lips, but ultimately remained silent.

He found it hard to connect this mysterious young man with the number one genius of the Great Xia Dynasty.

My impression of Lu Tianjiao is that he is handsome and brave.

The young man before me... well, he looked like a fallen immortal who had fallen into a trap set by an evil cultivator and whose mouth and nose had been completely sealed by a vicious magical artifact.

Indeed, the lower half of the young man's face was adorned with a bizarre "torture device".

However, her flowing robes and ribbons still hinted at her ethereal beauty.

"Still so quiet." Lu Ran smiled and turned around, raising his hand to grasp the upper edge of the phoenix wing and gently pulling it downwards.

Guan Yiren trembled slightly and pressed her lips tightly together.

"Brother Ranran?" Wang Ling's eyes widened as well, and he stammered.

"Goodness~" Lu Ran couldn't help but tease, "No wonder Xiao Yuanxi calls you Skeleton, you're really playing along!"

Wang Ling once stood tall and straight like a pine tree!

Now, Wang Ling stood as straight as a pole, heading straight for the "skull." "Sect Master."

"Sect Master!" Four figures appeared out of thin air, kneeling and bowing their heads.

"You've worked hard." Lu Ran took out a tea bag and tossed it to one of them. "Keep one here, the rest of you go back and rest."

"Yes." Yingyi went to brew tea, while the other three returned to the ends of the earth.

It wasn't until Lu Ran dispersed the floor mirror that the Wang family uncle and nephew realized that the evil magic of the evil mirror was actually created by Lu Ran!

"You guys go inside and chat, I'll come over in a bit." Lu Ran stroked the white phoenix wings with one hand, a little mischievously flicking the tips of the feathers with his fingertips.

Guan Yiren trembled again and quickly retracted her pure white wings.

She lowered her head and replied softly, "Yes."

"Let's go, let's go!" Niu Zhengzheng grabbed Wang Ling's shoulder and hurriedly left with his shocked and bewildered teammate.

Lu Ran looked at the man standing in the distance: "Uncle Wang, please go over there too. Yi Ren has a lot to say to you."

"What realm are you at?" Wang Quan finally spoke.

His unique smoky voice pulled Lu Ran back to the night of the fifteenth of the lunar month, a night of ghosts roaming and the demon lord descending to earth.

"Above the sea border," Lu Ran said in a muffled voice.

Wang Quan was silent for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice, "But it feels like I'm meeting a god."

Lu Ran: "."

So this is how you meet the gods?
If I bring my fiancée out, you'll be dead!

Lu Ran shook his head and smiled, replying truthfully: "Two major realms above the Sea Realm."

Wang Quan tried hard to control his expression, but his heart was trembling slightly.

The two had only met once, on the night the Evil Spear Emperor clan invaded Rain Alley City.

Back then, the pride of the Great Xia Dynasty was only at the first level of the Jiang Realm, while Wang Quan was at the middle level of the Jiang Realm, helping Lu Ran protect his hometown.

Wang Quan thought he had already thought highly of Lu Ran.

Some even imagined that years later, when they met again, the young man might have become a top-tier expert in the Sea Realm.

But in reality.
"Uncle Wang, let's go inside the house," Lu Ran said again.

"What level is the Radiant Light Blade?" The divine weapon spear in Wang Quan's hand told its master that the young man possessed many divine weapons and magical artifacts, and their power was astonishing!
Wang Quan couldn't help but recall that night at fifteen, when Lu Tianjiao, wielding the Radiant Light Blade, released a radiant light like silk, slaying that Jiangjing Demon Lord.

Upon hearing this, Lu Ran's smile froze on his face.

Look at you!
You keep saying hurtful things!
Wang Quan seemed to realize something, nodded silently, and walked away.

Lu Ran was left standing alone on the riverbank, as if struck by lightning.

Upon arriving at Qianhua Ridge, Lu Ran immediately thought of Leng Xuanshuang. He had originally intended to have the young lady dance gracefully amidst the sea of flowers.

As a result, Wang Quan's words completely ruined Lu Ran's mood.

"Sigh," Lu Ran reached into his feather robe and drew the Radiant Blade from his waist.

My father didn't have many belongings.

The rosy dawn was the thing that helped Lu Ran the most during his years of growth in the human world.

Later, however, Lu Ran acquired the Eight Desolations Annihilation Blade.

The Radiant Blade gradually became a supporting character, silently accompanying the others.

Lu Ran sat down cross-legged, placed the black ice blade flat on his knees, and stared at the thin and translucent blade in a daze.

Perhaps one day in the future, when Xia Guang truly comprehends the second divine weapon domain, Lu Ran will laugh at himself for being so foolish.

It was such a simple thing, yet it took so many years for just one person and one knife.

But before one comprehends it, who knows what form the second realm truly takes?

"Buzz~" The Radiant Blade trembled slightly, as if to soothe its master.

Lu Ran reached down with two fingers and gently stroked the cold blade.

Clouds roll and unroll, and a sea of flowers rises and falls.

The sun slowly sets in the west, and the afternoon gradually turns into dusk.

Everything in the world was changing, but the young man by the riverbank was like an old monk in meditation, one hand resting on his knife, gazing at the western sky.

Suddenly, a surge of energy appeared on the blade, and the blade spirit materialized.

The young man, who had been in meditation, was finally awakened. He turned his head and looked to his side, where he saw a combat uniform that was both strange and familiar.

Lu Ran has four divine weapons, and the appearances of the sword spirits are similar, ranging from a naive boy to a heroic young man, but their clothing is quite different.

The Radiant Blade Spirit was dressed in a black combat suit.

These were the clothes Lu Ran often wore when he was fighting and training in the human world.

The Night Blade Spirit rarely appeared, but Lu Ran knew its attire: a yellow raincoat.

Like that boy who followed closely behind the nightmare in the rainy alley back then, walking silently forward.

The Eight Desolate Blade Spirit, dressed in a green raincoat and blue hat, is a young swordsman wandering the Holy Spirit Mountain Realm, his eyes filled with an astonishing desire for destruction.

The Cloud Sea Blade Spirit, clad in a wide white robe, moved with a serene and ethereal grace, like a celestial being.

"The glow of dawn?" Lu Ran called softly.

[Keep looking at the horizon.]

Lu Ran looked westward again, where a beautiful sunset filled the sky, and fiery red clouds burned on the horizon.

The Spirit of the Glowing Blade: [This scene gave me a very special feeling.]

"Will this be your second divine weapon domain?" Lu Ran's heart pounded wildly.

The spirit of the radiant sword slowly shook its head: "I yearn for it, but it's far beyond my reach."

"Very far away?"

I cannot bypass the second realm of divine weapons to directly possess it.

Lu Ran stared blankly at the radiant sword spirit.

The meaning of "Radiant Light Blade" is that this scene likely contains the third divine weapon domain.

Lu Ran suddenly laughed, but his laughter was full of helplessness.