Lu Qingfeng had a good plan before he came out, and asked Zhou Shukang to go to the Heavenly Emperor Divine Domain with him, and resurrected An Yintu by the way, who knows, Zhou Shukang didn't buy his account, no matter what he said, the other party just wouldn't go.

Lu Qingfeng can't help but feel a little lost, the world is changing, people are also changing, some people are content with the status quo, some people are constantly making progress, although they are friends, he can't be too forceful, let others be transferred by their own will, he really can't do it.

"Xiaoru, I originally wanted to take your father to the Heavenly Emperor Divine Domain! So that your father and daughter will no longer be separated, but I didn't expect this to be the case, if you want to stay with your father, your uncle will not be reluctant, whether to leave or leave you to think about it." ”

On the way to Anxi Jian, Lu Qingfeng talked to Zhou Ru seriously, he didn't know if Zhou Ru was willing to stay, especially after meeting Zhou Shukang here, maybe something would happen in his heart.

"Uncle Lu, you don't need to ask for my opinion anymore, I definitely want to follow you to the Heavenly Emperor Divine Domain, although I am a girl, I don't want to be in a corner, I still want to go to a wider world to experience myself. ”

As soon as Lu Qingfeng finished talking to Zhou Ru, she immediately answered, it seemed that she hadn't thought about it at all, or maybe she had already calculated it in her heart, but she just didn't say it before.

In front of the mountain gate of the Anxi Sword Sect, there were four True God-level disciples guarding them, and seeing these people coming to the front, and all of their cultivation was deeply hidden, they knew at a glance that they were not ordinary people.

"You go in and let one person pass and let An Bahu come out. ”

Lu Qingfeng stood at the front of everyone, his face was still wrinkled, except for his straight back, he was an eighty or ninety-year-old man.

Among the four disciples guarding the mountain gate, one was obviously the one who was the leader, and the other three all looked at this disciple, waiting for him to make a final decision.

"This senior, it's not impossible for the junior to go in, it's just that once the head teacher asks who the senior is, the junior is not easy to answer. ”

"Oh! You said that Lu Qingfeng came to visit specifically to fulfill the agreement made more than a hundred years ago, and asked him to come out to see me immediately. ”

"Poof!"

Lu Qingfeng's words fell, and the disciple led by him fell to the ground with a pop, staring at Lu Qingfeng with his eyes, and he was stupid for a while.

A moment later, this True God-level disciple suddenly bounced up, turned around and rushed towards the mountain gate, running at a rapid pace, still screaming in his mouth.

"Qi Yu is in charge, there are distinguished guests outside the mountain gate, come out to greet you!"

This disciple knew that Lu Qingfeng's identity was prominent, and with his seniority, he didn't dare to call him by his name, and in desperation, in order to let the sect leader know the news earlier, he had to say that everyone was a distinguished guest.

The divine power of the True God Cultivator was so powerful, his shout, the entire Anxi Sword Sect's core people heard it very clearly, even those who were in retreat walked out of their respective quiet rooms.

"What kind of bastard thing is yelling in the sect, don't you know that Lao Tzu is in retreat? With that, the man walked briskly along the place where the voice had come from.

The person who was scolding was an elder who had been in retreat for some time and was about to seek a breakthrough, but he didn't expect to be interrupted by the disciple's shouting.

In the main hall of the Anxi Sword Sect, An Bahu was also entertaining distinguished guests, and this distinguished guest was none other than Anton Sword, the great elder of the Anton Sword Sect.

In the battle with Zhushen Pavilion more than a hundred years ago, Anton Jian was injured by Bai Lei, the demonized person of Zhushen Pavilion, and his body was destroyed, and it happened that Lu Qingfeng came to save his life.

Lu Qingfeng didn't know that he and An Bahu still had this special relationship, after so many years, Anton Jian always remembered his life-saving grace, but he just didn't have the chance to repay it.

In the battle with the Zhushen Pavilion more than a hundred years ago, both of them were still mid-stage cultivators of the Divine Monarch, and when the two clans were in the war, they were still only the peak cultivators of the Divine Monarch, so they did not go to the center of the great war to participate in the war.

The two major sword sects are only the second echelon in the Meteorite Star, far from the Zhongzhou Sword Sect where Meng Fei is located, and the sect where Wu Neng is located is the same level, in such a sect, the cultivation of Anton Sword and An Bahu is definitely the pinnacle of existence in the sect.

Therefore, it is natural that Wu Neng and dozens of other friends choose to stay in the Meteorite Star, after all, there is a strong man in the sect who is in charge of the second small step of the ancestral god, and he can also give the sect a strong façade very much.

After the end of the war between the two clans, Anton Sword broke through to the ancestral god before An Bahu, and then, An Bahu also broke through a few days ago.

Hearing the loud shouting of the disciples outside, An Bahu frowned, looked at An Dongjian and said, "Uncle, I don't know which disciple who is not long-eyed is shouting outside, you sit here, I'll go out and take a look." ”

"Eight Tigers, you are also a strong ancestor god now, don't be reckless in your work, since that disciple said that there is a distinguished guest coming to the door, I might as well go out with you, in this way, it also seems that the Anxi Sword Sect is polite. ”

"What my uncle said is very true, so I bother my uncle and the Eight Tigers to go out together to see who is coming. ”

An Bahu stood up, and before he could go down the steps, his divine sense first scanned towards the mountain gate, and he saw the disciples who were stumbling and running.

The divine sense crossed this disciple and went straight to the mountain gate, and at a glance he saw Lu Qingfeng and the others standing outside the mountain gate, these people had followed Lu Qingfeng for many years, and now they have long been famous in the Meteorite Star.

"Good guys, they are all the future helmsmen of super strength, what are they doing in my Anxi Sword Sect for no reason, in the past, Yintu loved to provoke right and wrong, but he has been dead for many years, and no one has been causing trouble recently. ”

An Bahu's divine sense scanned carefully, although he was domineering, it was only inside the sect, and when he went outside, he still knew how many catties and taels he had, and he couldn't afford to provoke any of these people outside.

When he saw Lu Qingfeng standing at the front, he immediately frowned, and said secretly: Who is the old man standing in front of these people?

An Dongjian sat beside An Bahu, looking at An Bahu standing upright, and his brows suddenly furrowed, he couldn't help but wonder secretly.

An Bahu just pondered for a moment, his face suddenly showed a look of horror, and he sat down on the throne of the Sect with a pop, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

After all, he was a sect leader, and he was also an ancestral god powerhouse, so he immediately noticed his gaffe, stood up from his seat with a swish, and walked towards the outside of the hall with a step.

"Uncle, this time I really have to trouble my uncle and nephew to go out to greet him, because these people who came are really too noble, especially with the presence of Lord Chaos Ancestral God in person, I dare not slack off. ”

While running out, An Bahu was still shouting in his mouth: "The drum band blew the welcome song, and all the disciples lined up on both sides in festive costumes, and firecrackers rang out in unison. ”

An Bahu was too excited in his heart, the Anxi Sword Sect could welcome the Ancestral God to come, he couldn't burn incense in eight lifetimes, this matter would definitely be able to glorify the ancestors, and the surrounding sects would look up to themselves.

Hearing An Bahu say that Lu Qingfeng was coming, An Dongjian couldn't help but lose his mind for a short time, but he quickly reacted and rushed to the front of An Bahu in one step.

He always remembered the other party's life-saving grace, but he didn't have a chance to repay it, and now he finally saw his benefactor, even if he kowtowed, it was a long-cherished wish of his own.

As soon as the two of them ran out of the main hall, the two of them were already standing on both sides of the road to the mountain gate, and these disciples were all dressed in festive costumes.

The drum band was playing the welcome song, many disciples were setting off firecrackers, and the entire Anxi Sword Sect was so lively, and the sound spread throughout the entire Anxi City, attracting countless onlookers.

Anton Sword is still running in the front, An Bahu is not slacking off, following closely behind Anton Jian, he has just run to a fork in the road, and a person suddenly sprang out on the side path, just colliding with An Bahu.

The two of them were separated by a touch, and when the person who came saw that it was An Bahu, his face suddenly changed wildly, and when he settled down, he immediately said to An Bahu: "Zhangjiao, who shouted loudly in the sect and interrupted my meditation, and almost went mad." ”

This person's name is Antonzi, if he is still An Bahu's uncle in terms of seniority, countless years have passed and he is still the early cultivation of the Divine Monarch, and he is the most unpopular person in the Anxi Sword Sect.

"Antonzi, don't blame others if you can't break through your cultivation, what's wrong with this disciple's yelling? That's right, you've delayed my affairs, see what I do with you. ”

Looking up and looking forward, Anton's sword had long since disappeared, and An Bahu suddenly burst into flames, and involuntarily raised his leg and kicked Antonzi.

"Bang"

With a kick on Antonzi's lower abdomen, the divine body immediately flew into the air, flew thousands of kilometers away in the blink of an eye, and fell into a piece of grass.

The Anxi Sword Sect is a one-person hall, and An Bahu has the final say in everything, and the other elders are anxious about him, and he is also unceremonious, not to mention this unpopular Antonzi.

Seeing that Anton Sword was less than a thousand meters away from the mountain gate, An Bahu was so anxious that he actually used teleportation, stood beside his uncle in one step, and appeared opposite Lu Qingfeng and the others at the same time, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Welcome to the Ancestral God Sect, and the Eight Tigers welcome the late and ask for atonement......"

An Bahu had just said a few polite sentences, and before he finished speaking, he was about to continue, when he turned his head to see that his uncle An Dongjian had already knelt down on his knees in front of Lu Qingfeng.

Anton Jian didn't mention to him about Lu Qingfeng saving him, and when he saw his uncle kneeling down, he was stunned, he didn't know what to do, and he was at a loss in his heart, and he even knelt to the ground with Anton Jian.

"Anton Sword thanks the ancestral god for saving his life last time, for many years he has been thinking hard about repaying the favor and can't find a way, today I can see the ancestral god, Dongjian is sincerely afraid, please accept Dongjian's worship. ”

"Welcome to the Ancestral God Sect, and the Eight Tigers welcome you late and ask for forgiveness!"

An Bahu knelt on the ground, and after listening to An Dongjian's words, he didn't know what to say, and in a hurry, he actually repeated what he had just said again.