801: C801 The Situation on Earth

C801 The Situation on Earth

"Isn't the Devil Cultivator a small sect that used to lock down their sect? How big of a storm can they create?"

"You don't know."

Jue Yazi sighed, "In the past, Earth's spirit energy was scarce, but we had teamed up and formed three Sacred Grounds, with which the Bloody Devil Scourge came to occupy the superior position of the three Sacred Grounds. Originally, when the Devil Cultivator s were in a place with a lack of spirit energy, it was simply impossible for any strong practitioners to appear."

"But …"

He changed the topic, "Now, the spiritual energy on Earth is becoming denser and denser. Not only is the spiritual energy of the three sacred grounds oppressing, the spiritual energy of the other places is also denser. The dormant Devil Cultivator s also took the opportunity to break through and are beginning to get restless."

"Then what about the Demon World?"

Ann Sudong asked.

Your cultivation is stuck at the peak of the fourth stage, so it's hard for them to advance even a single inch. But don't think that just because there are only a few almighty people in the Demon Realm, the hundred clans of the Demon Realm, that have a long lifespan, that many old monsters would seal themselves up and wait for their spiritual energy to become even denser before breaking out. Presumably, the current chaos in the Demon Realm is also due to those old monsters coming out of seclusion, so it's not possible to take care of it. "

Ann Sudong nodded, he had a rough understanding of the situation on Earth.

"Then I'll go see my mother first."

"Go!" Bing Lan laughed.

Seeing that Ann Sudong was going to visit his relatives, Fann Xi and Ah Niu, who originally wanted to reminisce with him, did not disturb him.

Wu Mingjiao lived in a house at the back of the Purple Bamboo Forest and was knitting away the fabric. Even though he did not need all of these to become a cultivator, his physique was impervious to heat and cold, but when he had free time, he still wanted to wear a woolen sweater. After all, it was already winter, so he could help his son wear it when the time came.

In the past, when she brought Ann Sudong out of the An clan, the two of them were destitute and destitute. When Ann Sudong was young, she really liked the sweater in the window, but since she did not have the money to buy it, he personally made one for him. Although it was a bit ugly, Ann Sudong still happily wore it.

Raising his hand, he pulled open the pearl curtain beside the window and turned his head to look at the cloudless sky outside the Penglai. The fragrance of flowers and birdsong, the crisp bamboo forest … At this moment, a slender figure walked into his line of sight.

"Su Dong!"

Wu Mingjiao's hand trembled, he put down his needle and pushed open the door.

"Mom."

Ann Sudong grinned and kept up with his high school. Every time he returned from his break, he would always stand at the door with a familiar smile.

"Su Dong, you're back."

"Mom, are you used to living here?"

"Get used to it, come in quickly!"

Wu Mingjiao pulled Ann Sudong along, "Child, why did you take so long to come back?"

Ann Sudong scratched his head and laughed simple-mindedly: "I went to a very far place and had some things to do, so I came back a little late. You must be worried about me."

And it was only in front of his mother that Ann Sudong would reveal his honest, honest side.

"Yingyue and the others came as well, but these girls were a bit more advanced, and knew that there was a place where Penglai Holy Land was secluded. They all went into seclusion together, if not they would come all day to pester me and chat."

Wu Mingjiao was obviously very satisfied with these girls, he pulled Ann Sudong to sit down, "Oh yes, when do you plan on marrying them?"

Wu Mingjiao was a very traditional woman. If it was in the past, she would definitely be very worried about which wife his son should marry. After all, she liked all of them.

But right now, she was also a cultivator. She knew that the world of cultivators was not something that could be restricted by Chinese law. Monogamy had no effect here; as long as they had a relationship, they could be together.

Ann Sudong blushed, "Mom, I'm not in a rush, I'm still young."

"You child, look at them going into seclusion like this. You're not around either, mom is so boring. If you marry them and have a child, mom won't be that bored, right?"

Child?

Ann Sudong had really not thought about this right now.

"Mom, are you knitting again?" Ann Sudong noticed something on the side and changed the topic.

"I know you can't wear it now, but you can't rest." Wu Mingjiao shook her head and rolled her eyes at him, "Child, you're not young anymore, why aren't you in a rush?"

"Let's not talk about this anymore. I'll go find them. Since I'm back, they will definitely come out. When the time comes, we'll have a lively meal."

Right now, Ann Sudong wanted to bring the few girls and have a fun time with his mother.

Although they could both stay away from food for a long time now, it had been a long time since he had eaten something made by his mother, so he was still nostalgic.

Sometimes, a meal was not for hunger, but for nostalgia.

Ann Sudong arrived at the place where he went into seclusion and saw two new disciples standing at the entrance with the door closed.

These newcomers, while cultivating, had a rule set up in their Penglai Holy Land, which was that they would have to guard the entrance of the secluded area for a year.

Because Hong Yingyue and the other girls had a deep relationship with him, they walked through the back door, so they did not have to guard the door.

The two children had red lips, white teeth, and appeared to be eight or nine years old. They were all dressed in green and white robes, and their clothes were slightly large.

When the two children saw Ann Sudong, who was walking over from afar, it was obvious that they did not recognize him.

"Brother Xia Tong, who do you think this person is? Could he be a new disciple like us? "

"I don't know. It seems like he's most likely a new disciple who came to help us watch the gate. But he's just a bit old."

"Yeah, he should be around twenty years old. Should we call him Senior Brother later, or should we call him Uncle or Junior Brother?"

The two children looked at Ann Sudong with a troubled face, their eyes were pitch black, and unspeakably cute.

"Ai ai ai …"

Xia Tong saw that Ann Sudong actually ran straight towards the closed door cultivation room, and did not even have the mood to greet them, and could not help but reach out with his small, meaty hands to pull at Ann Sudong's clothes.

"What's the matter?" Ann Sudong frowned, looking at the two children, the children looked at him too.

The boy next to him said in a crisp tone: "This is the place where senior brother and sister go into seclusion. You can't go in."

"Oh?"

Ann Sudong laughed: "Then why can't I go in?"

Xia Tong rolled his eyes and said seriously, "Because … because you are our …"

"Yours?"

"Junior apprentice-brother?"

Ann Sudong did not speak.

"Uncle?"

Ann Sudong almost spurted blood, giving the little boy a shock.

"Senior?"1

"Sigh!"

Ann Sudong then laughed: "That's right, I'm your senior brother. Tell me, can I go in?"

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