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Forecasts accurate to within a year...

Amazing!

You must know that the period of Wuxing's recovery is extremely long.

Up to millions of years!

Even tens of millions of years!

If the cycle of Wu Xing's recovery is converted into a person's lifespan.

Ning Chuan's prediction is equivalent to calculating within which minute that person will die.

One can imagine how accurate it is!

"It doesn't matter if you are talented, you want to steal my martial arts!"

Ye Qingwu slandered in her heart and dared not speak out.

After all, he lost the bet.

While Ning Chuan was meditating, she quickly dissipated her consciousness and returned to the fused twin souls.

Not long afterward, Elder Nie and Elder Li came to return the martial seal that Shen Taoming had conceived, and Bai Qi took over the inheritance.

Several hours passed.

The inheritance is complete.

Bai Qi handed Wu Yin to Ning Chuan and said, "Time is running out, I'm leaving first."

Wu Xing is about to usher in recovery.

The Federation should formulate countermeasures as soon as possible.

Before leaving, Bai Qi gave another warning, saying: "The matter of the Ten Thousand Stars God Kingdom and Faling's sleeping will be kept secret for the time being.

The Federation will gradually release news.

If it spreads suddenly, it is likely to cause huge riots. "

"I know, Senior White."

"Bai Wang, I understand!"

Several people bid farewell.

Bai Qi didn't stay any longer, and the law of operation used the space to shuttle, and his figure disappeared.

At this moment, it is already late at night, and everything is quiet.

Through the viewing window of Tianhe, you can see the boundless night sky, inlaid with bright stars all over the sky, quiet and peaceful.

Ning Chuan stared silently and remained silent for a long time.

He knew that the current peace and tranquility was just an illusion before the storm, and it wouldn't last long.

Within a year, maybe even in the next moment, there will be restlessness under this starry sky.

Many magic spirits have awakened!

The genius of the Kingdom of God has arrived!

There is turmoil everywhere, and the current rules and order may collapse in an instant!

"I want to rise up, God will not be enough, I need to match the strength of the king of heaven!"

Ning Chuan felt a sense of urgency.

He has never experienced Wu Xing's recovery.

However, from Ye Qingwu's occasional words, it is not difficult to imagine that in that era, the land was full of wars, and force was supreme!

"When I go back this time, I will hand in my idea of ​​tempering the gods to see if I can get a reward for the epiphany of Ji Bing Jue. If I can, it would be great. If not... I will also gather the original round and be promoted to a knight!"

Ning Chuan whispered to himself.

Can't drag it any longer!

Times are about to change.

He doesn't have much time to grow steadily, so he should give priority to improving his combat power.

Indeed, after Wu Xing recovers, Bai Qi, Wei Chen and other heavenly kings will be at the forefront, and he can choose to stay behind and continue to grow steadily.

However, Ning Chuan didn't want to do this.

What will happen then, no one knows.

Ning Chuan didn't want to leave his fate in the hands of others.

He wants to master it by himself!

Moreover, the recovery of Wu Xing is not only dangerous, but also has many opportunities.

"Troubled times are also prosperous times. Only by strengthening ourselves can we not be afraid of all enemies!"

Ning Chuan's eyes were firm.

……

Silent all night.

The next day.

Galaxy University.

Om-!

The huge cabin of Tianhe slowly fell to the ground of the airport.

After half a month of traveling around the world, we are officially back!

There are millions of people to welcome the vast airport.

There are students, mentors, nearby people...

No one deliberately organized it, they all came here spontaneously, with admiration in their hearts.

after all.

The achievements made by Ning Chuan are really brilliant.

Annihilate the twelve sealed geniuses of the foreign race who have been dormant for thousands of years with one blow!

The moment Ning Chuan stepped off the spaceship.

The crowd is boiling!

The school's senior officials announced on the spot that they would have a three-day holiday to celebrate.

Many students are even more excited!

Ning Chuan didn't stay at the airport too long, he still had business to do, Qin Ya took him through the space and came to the old courtyard where Wei Chen lived.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Wei Chen smiled elegantly, without exchanging too many greetings, and said, "Qin Lang is in the bedroom on the first floor, and Jiang Xiaorou is in the first room on the left on the second floor."

"Use spiritual power to refine the spirit-calling flower and infiltrate it into the soul."

Wei Chen explained.

"learn."

Ning Chuan took out the Spirit Calling Flower from the God Servant Tower, handed one to Qin Ya, and separated.

On the second floor, a certain bedroom.

According to the method introduced by Wei Chen, Ning Chuan stretched out his spiritual power, and transferred the energy of the Spirit Calling Flower into Jiang Xiaorou's soul.

"Well--!"

With a soft moan, Jiang Xiaorou woke up, and slowly opened her big wine red eyes.

Seeing Ning Chuan, she couldn't help being startled, and said, "Eh? I'm not dead!"

The next moment, Jiang Xiaorou came back to her senses and hurriedly said: "Assistant Ning, the person who killed my father was Vice President Wu Guangzhi, and Xie Lian was his assistant!"

Ning Chuan said softly: "Don't be nervous, I know, both Wu Guangzhi and Xie Lian are dead."

He gave a brief account of a recent incident.

After listening, Jiang Xiaorou forced a smile and said, "Assistant Ning, thank you for avenging me."

Anyway, my father is really dead.

Jiang Xiaorou's big eyes glistened with tears, and her furry animal ears drooped, looking pitiful.

Ning Chuan changed the subject and said, "What's next?"

"I...I don't know."

Jiang Xiaorou bowed her head and said in a low voice, "I came to Xinghe University just to find out where my father is."

Ning Chuan sighed in his heart, and said, "Don't worry, think about it later, let's rest first."

After that, he stepped out and closed the door.

For real grief, verbal comfort would inevitably be useless, and it would be better for Jiang Xiaorou to be alone.

Time will always drown the pain in the depths of memory.

When he came to the first floor, Ning Chuan saw that in the living room in front of him, Qin Lang had already got up, his figure was still thin, but he was full of energy, and he was laughing and talking with Wei Chen, his voice full of spirit.

Qin Ya stood aside and listened, her beautiful eyes were reddish, she must have just cried.

Persistence for many years, numerous hope dashed, finally paid off.

Qin Lang woke up successfully.

"Dad, this is Ning Chuan."

Qin Ya raised her hand and introduced.

Seeing Ning Chuan, Qin Lang restrained his smile, bowed solemnly, and said, "I will never thank you for saving my life. If you need it in the future, just speak up!"

Ning Chuan hurriedly took a step forward, lifted the opponent's shoulders, and said, "Senior Qin, you are being polite, there is no need to be so."