The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 4101

Chapter 4101
"My lord, this town is too weird!"

Heiman shrank his neck behind Ling Hantian, his dark eyes rolled around, obviously a little scared.

"Go to an inn to rest first."

Ling Hantian also wanted to find out what happened in this town, it was so weird.

Moreover, they haven't fully recovered yet, so naturally they have to find a place to recuperate and take good care of their bodies.

"Little brother, where is there an inn in this town?"

Ling Hantian walked to a group of children, pulled one of them, and asked with a smile on his face.

Seeing that Ling Hantian didn't look like an outsider, the child hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the north side of the street.

"Walking straight from here, there is an inn called Huangquan."

Huang Quan, if Ling Hantian remembered well, there was a Huang Quan in the hell built by the Nine Realms back then.

It is said that the Yellow Spring is not a river, but yellow sand all over the sky. Although it is only [-] miles away, it is a dead land.

A living body cannot pass there, only the soul or soul can walk there.

Unexpectedly, the inn in front of him was also called Huangquan, Ling Hantian felt that this town became more and more strange.

In front of the counter of the inn, an old man with gray hair was leaning there, snoring lightly.

There is no waiter in the inn, the place is deserted, like Huang Quan's name, no one comes.

Walking to the counter, Ling Hantian knocked on the counter, only to see the old man's eyelids move, and then slowly opened them.

Those were a pair of golden pupils, which Ling Hantian was very familiar with.

"Golden Roc Divine Bird!"

The next moment, Ling Hantian's eyes shrank sharply, because he also had the blood of the Jinpeng bird clan in his body, so he naturally sensed it.

The white-bearded old shopkeeper in front of him is actually a golden bird!
"Brother Ling, what did you say?"

Xiaopengnu didn't react, she stared at the old man, but she still didn't recognize the old man's identity.

The golden pupils are not only possessed by the Jinpeng Divine Bird Clan, but her blood is a mutant blood, so she has no induction.

The old shopkeeper's eyes could hardly be opened, but when Ling Hantian said the words Jinpeng Shenniao, he saw a flash of light in his eyes.

That ray of light made Ling Hantian feel chills in his heart.

"Little baby, how did you find out?" After a long time, the old man asked calmly.

During this period of time, Ling Hantian had already hidden the wings of the Jinpeng. His blood was stronger than that of the Jinpeng Divine Bird Clan, so he could naturally conceal the aura of the Jinpeng's wings.

Although the old man's cultivation base is unfathomable, but Ling Hantian's body, even the Martial God Zhentian dare not say it through.

However, the old man's question stumped Ling Hantian.

He knew the identity of the old man by relying on the induction of the blood in his wings, but he couldn't say this directly.

If the old man misunderstood again, it would definitely be troublesome again.

"Senior, are you really from the Jinpeng Divine Bird Clan?" Ling Hantian didn't dare to answer, so he could only choose the way of asking.

The old man froze for a moment, the little guy was guessing about his feelings, but his expression just now didn't look like it.

"You still talk about how to see the identity of the old man?"

"The junior has an innate supernatural power, which can directly see through the body of any demon cultivator."

Seeing the other party, he had to ask what happened. After deliberation, Ling Hantian finally felt that he should be able to pass the test with the eye of delusion.

Hearing Ling Hantian's words, the old man stared at Ling Hantian for a long time before he continued to ask.

"Are you working at the tip or staying in a hotel?" the old man asked.

"To stay in the hotel, we need two rooms." Ling Hantian replied.

The old man said: "The guest room is upstairs, and there are no people there. You can choose whatever you want."

After receiving the old man's reply, Ling Hantian walked upstairs. He didn't want to waste a moment, so he had to cultivate quickly.

Heiman and Xiaopengnv also went upstairs, but at this time the old man called Xiaopengnv, "Little girl, please stay here."

Although she knew that the old man belonged to the Jinpeng Divine Bird Clan, Xiao Pengnv didn't have much affection for her because she was persecuted by the Jinpeng Divine Bird Clan.

So the old man called her, Xiaopeng girl looked at Ling Hantian for help, and let Ling Hantian decide everything.

"Senior shouldn't be malicious, so you stay and take a look."

Seeing Xiaopengnu looking at him, Ling Hantian smiled slightly.

Xiaopengnu hummed obediently, then turned around and stayed downstairs, while Heiman and Ling Hantian went upstairs to choose a room.

After settling down in Huangquan Inn, Ling Hantian spent every day cultivating his body.

And during this period, I often went down to chat with the senior of the Jinpeng Divine Bird Clan.

Perhaps it was because of Xiaopeng girl, the old man treated Ling Hantian and Heiman well, and he didn't put on airs.

Half a year passed quickly, and after half a year of recuperation, Ling Hantian's injuries had almost recovered.

In addition, after going through life and death this time, Ling Hantian is not without gains, at least his cultivation base has stabilized.

The location of the Nine Realms, Zhenwu Realm Town Tianhai City.

After these years of development, today's Zhentianhai City has become more and more brilliant, and even the disciples standing guard are all at the level of Daojun.

Over the long post, the line of sight came to the center of Zhentianhai City, Zhentian Palace.

In the palace, Zhentian Martial God stood with his hands behind his back, his calm gaze was always looking at the murals on the Zhentian Palace.

It was a vast map of the starry sky, and nine huge bubbles in it represented the current Nine Realms.

Next to Zhentian Martial God, Bagua Granny was hunched, standing there with a cane, also looking at the murals on the dome.

"Grandma, do you feel it?"

In the silence, the voice of Martial God Zhentian suddenly sounded, as if it was in the sky, and it seemed to be in the ears.

Bagua Granny nodded. On that old face, the wrinkles seemed to be cut out by a knife, with distinct layers.

"I haven't seen it for many years, but I seem to hear the heartbeat of heaven and earth again. The destiny of this era is quietly being born."

"Yes, Destiny"

Zhentian Martial God let out a long breath, destiny is a treasure that countless powerhouses flock to.

Countless warriors have exhausted their entire lives in order to wait for the destiny one day, and then merge to become the emperor of heaven.

However, in every era, there can only be one destiny, and the destiny, as the name suggests, is the destiny of heaven.

I don't know how many people have spent their entire lives without waiting for the destiny to appear.

"What are you going to do?"

Granny Bagua looked at Martial God Zhentian. With the ability of Martial God Zhentian, she would never choose to integrate the destiny.

However, fate is like a sharp sword. If it is in the hands of others, they will be very passive.

"The birth of Destiny requires great luck to support, but the luck of the Nine Realms is not enough."

Zhentian Martial God is not worried that the fate will fall into the hands of others, and based on his many experiences, he also knows that the timing is not right now.

Bagua Granny's brows that were almost lost also twitched, "Almost all the luck in the Nine Realms has been stolen by Immortal. This Destiny seems to be waiting for him. If I want Destiny to appear sooner, it seems that I still have to catch Immortal."

(End of this chapter)