Chapter 277 Is this you, the familiar feeling?
Su Yao was about to ask when Liang Hui stopped her.

The young man held the teacup, stood up, and looked down at the boy who was kneeling on the ground.

"Bai Ye, live well."

The next moment, Liang Hui and Su Yao had disappeared from the spot.

for a long time.

Bai Ye dared to look up, and at first glance, he saw the tea on the ground glowing with light.

The rosy glow was everywhere, and just a sniff made the blood in the body begin to boil.

Without hesitation, he picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

Rumble!
A roar came from inside his body, and his muscles, skin, and bones were transforming at an extremely fast speed.

His strength, speed, blood, and internal energy did not increase, but his body gave him a more coordinated feeling, and the barriers that once existed completely disappeared.

Bai Ye felt the changes in his body and looked excited.

What made him feel even more relieved was that the sword hanging above his head disappeared.

Carefully place the jade cup in your arms.

Then, he looked at the teapot on the table with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

This should also be what His Majesty the Divine Emperor left for me.

After hesitating for a long time, Bai Ye finally did not touch the pot of tea, but walked out the door.

the other side.

Liang Hui and Su Yao have already left Leiji City.

On the flying boat, the two stood side by side, looking down at the mountains and rivers passing by.

"Hui, why do you stop me from asking further questions? For someone from another world like this, it wouldn't be excessive even if we use the soul-searching technique." Su Yao asked softly out of curiosity.

She knew that the young man in front of her was not a kind-hearted person.

"He has already told us everything he knows, and searching his soul won't yield any more information."

"Besides, since he has great talents, let him live as a member of the Divine Court."

Liang Hui whispered with a deep look in his eyes.

There is no problem with Bai Ye's own past.

But the biggest problem was that he was able to arrive here through a crack in the void, across the vast sea of ​​boundaries, and the gray fog caused by the collapse of the Liuguang Bell.

There must be a strong person behind the scenes.

However, there was a strange smile on Liang Hui's face.

After entering the White Night Dream, he had seen the falling blood star.

Very familiar feeling!

"I see." Su Yao nodded to show his understanding.

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Tuzhou, no, now called Shenzhou.

"Hui, it's been a year. You have traveled the whole world. Do you want to go back to the Divine Palace?"

"Go back, there are some things that need to be dealt with."

Liang Hui tapped his forehead lightly.

During his one year abroad, he entered the dreams of almost all the practitioners in the world, and the knowledge and inspiration he gained were inestimable.

It is indeed time to return to the divine palace and settle down for a while.

Then, with the most advanced attitude, he stepped into the realm of Martial Saint and paved the way forward for all living beings.

Liang Hui lowered his head, looked at the speeding flying boat beneath his feet, reached out his hand and pressed it on the woman's shoulder.

In an instant, a smooth and cool feeling came from the palm of my hand.

"It's too slow, let's go back early."

Su Yao looked at the hand on her shoulder, and a hint of charm appeared on her pretty face.

"it is good."

The Chiyun Sword from Liang Hui's waist flew out, and a red-gold glow enveloped him.

The next moment, the sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth filled the two continents of Thunder and God.

In one breath, he crossed ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers; in thirteen breaths, he had crossed two states and arrived in front of the Divine Court.

The Chiyun Dao Sword did not return to its sheath, but went straight into the center of the eyebrows.

In my mind, a golden little man, holding a Taoist sword, sits in the air, looking majestic and solemn.

At the same time, the scabbard transformed by magic power turned into a red-gold light, entered the body, and appeared at the waist of the golden man.

Bang!

The Taoist sword was sheathed, and the golden man remained motionless as before. This was his primordial spirit.

The Taoist priest broke through the realm of Taoism and entered the highest level of Yuanshen in this world. In five years, Liang Hui cultivated him to the highest level of Yuanshen. He could fly a sword for 100,000 miles and kill the enemy.

If combined with the divine veins, qi and blood, one sword can travel hundreds of thousands of miles and cut off the enemy's head.

"Hui, let's go in."

The woman's voice interrupted the young man's thoughts.

Liang Hui took a few steps and arrived at the center of the temple.

Three huge stone sculptures stand here, and pure white faith permeates the surroundings.

Suddenly, an old voice came from the stone sculpture of an old man on the far left.

"Your Majesty, we welcome you to the throne once again. The world is now prosperous."

"The ancestors of the Xiayi Sect have always lived in such peace and prosperity. If it really existed, our deaths would not be in vain."

The voice is excited, intermittent, happy, and contains a variety of emotions.

Liang Hui just stood in front of the stone sculpture and listened to its story quietly.

After a moment, he spoke: "Sir, you can call me fellow Taoist."

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured and cultivate yourself. You will be able to return to the human world within a hundred years."

"Your Majesty, it is enough for us to see the arrival of universal peace."

"That's enough. I can die without regrets. There's no need to waste your faith on me anymore."

Liang Hui pointed his finger, causing Liu Yunhai to fall into a deep sleep.

Afterwards, he turned his gaze to the statues of Liang Si and Song Xi in the center.

The corpse and residual soul of Song Xi, which were stored in the stone sculpture, still showed some movements and reactions.

However, Liang Si's ashes, flesh, blood, and soul fragments did not react at all.

"Hui, I should have collected more of Xiao Si's flesh, blood, and soul fragments when I was in the Demon Spirit Sect." Su Yao stood behind the young man with a guilty look on his face.

"You have done your best to this extent."

Liang Hui observed the three statues while speaking to comfort them.

With Su Yao's original strength and the situation he had in the Demon Spirit Sect, he would have fought to the death and disregarded his life to reach this point.

"Taiyi, you're back." A graceful figure in a green robe came from a distance and stopped beside the young man.

There was an air of majesty and grandeur about Tang Tang's body, which was the spirit and dignity that came from presiding over the operation of the Divine Court for five years.

"Your strength has declined!" Liang Hui frowned slightly after looking at Tang Tang carefully.

Tang Tang has only completed the blood transfusion and has not yet entered the Qi meridians.

Su Yao has already reached the Qi and Meridian realm and has come a long way.

"I've been slacking off these days." Tang Tang said helplessly.

"Crack! Crack!"

"Sister is not slacking off, it's just that I do everything myself and don't have enough time to practice." Su Yao smiled lightly, walked slowly to the other side of Liang Hui and leaned towards him.

Tang Tang glanced at Su Yao and did not deny it.

Snapped!
Liang Hui stretched out his hand and pushed the beautiful woman in black away.

"Go into seclusion and turn what you have gained along the way into your own strength."

"Haha, I understand, my majesty."

The woman laughed charmingly, and like a butterfly, she circled around the young man and then disappeared into the distance.

Soon, only Liang Hui and Tang Tang were left in the center of the Divine Court.

Liang Hui turned sideways with a serious look in his eyes.

"Power and the divine palace are all illusions. Only the growth of strength is real."

"Don't ever let improving your strength take second place at any time."

"Presiding over the operation of the Divine Court is to allow you to hone your own ways, rather than becoming a puppet of the Divine Court."

"Starting tomorrow, you should also practice in seclusion for a while, and let Qingtian preside over the Divine Court."

"I see."

Tang Tang nodded, his eyes were cold, but a hint of loneliness emerged in their depths.

Turn around!

Ready to leave.

Suddenly, a jade slip appeared in front of her.

"The divine veins are divided into six levels. You will announce the path I have drawn for everyone."

(End of this chapter)