Chapter 711 Return to Yuhua Sect

The former Yu Hua Sect stood tall in the central and southern land of the Southern Territory, with nine peaks standing side by side, beautiful bells and bells, and various visions, just like a fairy cave.

Today, the Yuhua Sect's mountain gate remains the same, but it is built in a barren mountain, surrounded by steep mountains and numerous strange rocks.

The scenery here is not beautiful, and the aura of heaven and earth is far less rich than before.

Only the ban that exudes strong energy fluctuations can still reveal some of the general background.

Muxuan came to Zhao Heng's side and explained: "At the beginning, the evil way came fiercely and attacked the city and territory in the land of Zhengdao. After our sect was attacked, we had to move eastward.

But the eastern land is also the territory of several other sects of the Right Path. Our foundation is too shallow and we cannot go deep into establishing sects.

The current sect's headquarters is very close to the new border between the good and the devil. Although the risk is not small, the forces of other sects of the right path will not easily affect us. "

Zhao Heng nodded slightly, and understood that the current situation of the Yuhua Sect includes both the threat of the demonic path and the vicious competition within the righteous path.

The group took a ship, entered the Yuhua Sect, and flew directly to the main peak of the Yuhua Sect, Jinding Peak.

During this process, Zhao Heng's spiritual consciousness secretly enveloped the entire Yuhua Sect, silently infiltrating numerous restrictions, and immediately grasped the general situation of the Yuhua Sect.

Today, there are about two hundred monks in the Ascension Realm of the Yuhua Sect, and only about ten monks in the Guiyuan Realm. There is a mysterious and powerful aura in Jinding Peak, and it should be the ancestor of the Yuhua Sect, the Danxia Realm monk.

Counting some monks who are away from the sect, the overall strength of the Yuhua Sect can be seen at a glance, and there is a big gap between it and the four demonic sects.

Even when the Blood Refining Sect wanted to destroy the Sun Moon Sect, the lineup it sent was enough to destroy the Yuhua Sect today.

It can be seen that the Yuhua Sect is indeed seriously damaged and its strength is not as good as before.

The ship flew all the way and finally landed on Jinding Peak.

Zhao Heng and Muxuan flew off the boat and were stunned when they saw a group of people gathered on the top of the mountain.

In the crowd, he saw many familiar faces.

Muxuan explained: "My master has already sent the news of your return to the sect back to the sect in advance. They are here to welcome you."

Zhao Heng said nothing, and his figure floated down from the void, came to this group of people, and scanned their faces seriously.

The first thing he saw was a middle-aged man wearing the attire of an inner disciple, with a short beard, a sallow complexion, cloudy eyes, and a slight frost on his temples.

Zhao Heng's eyes were dazed for a moment, and he whispered in disbelief.

"Wang...Senior Brother Wang."

Hearing Zhao Heng's call, the man's turbid eyes suddenly brightened a little, but then he seemed a little embarrassed. He rubbed his hands and said cautiously: "Junior brother, do you still remember me?"

Hearing the slightly old and familiar voice, Zhao Heng's mind flashed in Zhao Heng's mind as a young figure dressed in green and wielding a sword, with a chic attitude.

His name is Wang Xuanfeng, he comes from Jinding Peak and ranks first on the Outer Sect’s Shocking List!

He once said to himself with a smile: "Junior brother, don't be afraid, there is a senior brother who will protect you."

Zhao Heng pondered for a moment and finally asked: "Senior brother, your cultivation level..."

The first time he saw Wang Xuanfeng, Zhao Heng sensed that there was no trace of energy fluctuations in his body, his energy and blood were declining, his meridians were shrinking, and he was not even as healthy as an ordinary person.

Wang Xuanfeng scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "In the battlefield of good and evil, my Dantian was destroyed, my meridians were cut off, and my cultivation level was gone. Fortunately, the elders of the sect rescued me with all their strength and saved a small life."

Looking at the other party's smile, Zhao Heng's eyes were shaken, and he was frozen for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Wang Xuanfeng said calmly: "Junior brother, you don't have to worry about me. At least I have saved my life. Many of my classmates can't even find their bodies. Now I stay in the sect and do odd jobs, and my life is quite comfortable.

Junior brother, if you don’t mind it, when you are free someday, let’s have a drink together? "

"must!"

Zhao Heng nodded vigorously and glanced at the others again. He saw many familiar faces of his classmates.

These people, like Wang Xuanfeng, had made good friends with him and worked together.

But almost all of them bear the mark of war. Some are physically mutilated, some have damaged foundations... It's not uncommon.

There are many faces in memory that are no longer among the crowd.

Suddenly, Zhao Heng looked at a slender figure behind the crowd.

When he saw Zhao Heng's gaze, the figure quickly lowered his head, shrank his body, turned around and left.

Zhao Heng took a step forward and appeared behind the figure instantly.

"Junior Sister Xu!"

A shout made the slim figure suddenly freeze on the spot.

"Junior sister Xu, don't you recognize me?"

When Zhao Heng saw this familiar figure, he couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy in his heart.

Xu Yanran is one of his best friends in Yuhua Sect.

Although this girl always cheated Zhao Heng unconsciously, he never really blamed her and always treated her like a sister.

Hearing this, the girl only responded in a low voice: "Zhao...Senior Brother Zhao, it's good that you come back safely. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, the girl was leaving again.

Zhao Heng couldn't help but said: "Junior sister Xu has not seen me for several years, why did she leave in such a hurry? Is it because senior brother did something wrong?"

Hearing this, Xu Yanran's steps stagnated and she stayed in place for a long time. Finally, she slowly turned her head and looked at Zhao Heng.

The girl is still as graceful and graceful, with a pure and charming temperament.

However, when Zhao Heng saw Xu Yanran's face, he was stunned on the spot.

In the image, that pure and beautiful girl, like a lotus in early summer, pure and flawless.

Now most of her face is surrounded by a black air, her skin is twisted, and covered with hideous scars. A scar runs directly from the brow bone to the corner of the mouth, and she is no longer recognizable.

The pair of pure eyes that Zhao Heng remembered deeply have now dimmed, and her eyes are full of inferiority, panic and sadness.

When she saw Zhao Heng's eyes staring at her cheek, Xu Yanran's eyes trembled, and she quickly covered her cheeks with both hands and lowered her head.

"Brother Zhao, I... I'm leaving first!"

Xu Yanran turned around and wanted to escape, but was held by a big hand.

The familiar temperature reminded Xu Yanran of the time when she was in that border town, performing the sect mission and being besieged by countless corpses.

Zhao Heng carried her on his back and rushed into the corpse group. At that time, she leaned on his back, and it was this kind of warm feeling that made people feel at ease.

"Brother Zhao..." Xu Yanran lowered her head and dared not look at Zhao Heng again.

At this time, a gentle voice sounded in his ears.

"Yanran, tell me what happened, who hurt you...?"

Xu Yanran's body trembled slightly, trying to calm her inner excitement, and whispered.

"Two years ago, in the battlefield of good and evil, the elders of the Ghost King Sect raided our camp, and I was accidentally captured. My great grandfather died on the battlefield to save me. I survived by chance, but my face became like this."

"Elder Xu, he also..."

Zhao Heng couldn't help but think of the elder Xu Xiong of Bixia Peak, the old man who always thought that he had bad intentions towards Xu Yanran, secretly guarded against him, and helped him a little, but he also died on the battlefield.

At this time, Xu Yanran's voice was choked, but she said in an apologetic tone.

"Brother Zhao, I'm sorry, I look too ugly now, and I must be disgusting.

Originally, I didn't want to come, but I was really happy to hear the news that you returned safely. I wanted to... just look at you and leave."

Zhao Heng's eyes jumped, his heart seemed to be stabbed, and his nose was slightly sour.

He slowly reached out his hand, gently rubbed Xu Yanran's head, and said in a gentle tone.

"Yanran, Senior Brother will never dislike you!"

Hearing this, Xu Yanran's trembling body gradually stabilized, and finally mustered up the courage, slowly raised her head, and looked at Zhao Heng, her eyes still unable to hide her nervousness and inferiority.

Zhao Heng looked directly at her cheek with a warm smile on his face.

"Yanran, do you believe in Senior Brother's promise?"

"Yes, I believe it!" Xu Yanran nodded vigorously, her eyes became firm.

"Senior Brother promises you that your appearance will be restored to its original state, and those who hurt you will also be punished in the most cruel way!"

Xu Yanran looked at Zhao Heng's extremely bright and firm eyes, without saying a word, but the light rekindled in his eyes had answered everything.

...

After a long time, Zhao Heng finally turned around and said to Mu Xuan.

"Master, take me to see the ancestor!"