Great Sage of the Heavens - Chapter 1870
[Chapter 1867: Year 0 Hedong, Year 0 Hexi]
Nine hundred years.
That’s the equivalent of a thousand years.
In front of the mountain gate of the Yaochi Holy Land, a group of Holy Land disciples were all shocked.
They looked at Zhang Ruoqi in amazement.
The main reason is that he was surprised by Zhang Ruoqi’s previous identity and status, and that he would come back, but it was a big fanfare.
Of course, the purpose of the other party’s return.
They think it should be admitting wrong, but in the final analysis it is begging for mercy.
Maybe it’s the same.
After all, he is a character who has been a holy son, has a good temperament, and has a good talent.
In such a situation, the potential of others is endless.
Knowing that the Holy Land of Yaochi is the major force for cultivation in this area.
The pond is big enough to raise a real dragon.
As a former holy son, it is obvious that he has the opportunity to transform into a real dragon.
Even if it’s not now.
Work hard in the future, if you have a good chance, you may still have the opportunity to turn into a real dragon.
The disciples of the Holy Land looked at the ‘former’ holy son and couldn’t help but sigh.
Let your talent be peerless, let your status be honorable, let your future potential be infinite.
You can face the real bosses in the Holy Land.
Still bleeding.
It wasn’t erased on the spot, maybe it was because of the love of the Son for many years.
Many people muttered in their hearts.
Anyway, everyone is optimistic about Zhang Ruoxi.
At this time, someone who knew the old Taoist Zhang Ruoqi stood up and asked, “Zhang Ruoqi, what are you doing back here?
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There are also some former classmates who also started to talk about you and me.
“Zhang Ruoqi, you shouldn’t have come back.”
“You left with great difficulty back then, what are you doing now when you come back?”
“How many people are dissatisfied when you come back, what are you doing back here?”
“Haha, you probably all forgot, he Zhang Ruoqi can still pay back. What about the abandoned disciples of our Yaochi Holy Land?”
“That is, how dare an abandoned disciple come here, does he think that the swords of our Yaochi Holy Land are unhappy?”
“I think, Zhang Dashengzi probably wants to come back and continue to be our holy place. Son.”
“…”
For a while.
There are countless scorners.
For them, Zhang Ruoqi had long been an outcast who was abandoned by Yaochi Holy Land.
Although once the Son of God.
It is also a very noble status.
But…
that was after all, not now.
Now there is a holy son in the Holy Land, and the talent is not weak, so what are you Zhang Ruoqi going to do when you come back?
Many people are puzzled.
However, Zhang Ruoqi used to be the holy son of the Holy Land, and he was high above.
That is the existence that their ordinary Holy Land disciples need to look up to.
Because of this.
When they learned that Zhang Ruoqi had become an abandoned apprentice, they couldn’t help but spit out and sneered a few times.
This is probably human nature.
Check it out.
The once high-ranking boss, the Holy Son with infinite potential.
Above them, these ordinary Holy Land disciples.
But now.
Not yet an outcast.
Even worse than them, and even more unpredictable.
Of course, once he needed to look up and stomped on the aloof Saint Son under his feet.
Ok.
Seems like…
a good thing.
At least, the mood of the disciples in this Holy Land is relatively good.
They think this should be an opportunity.
In case they are valued by the current Holy Son because of this, their road to the Holy Land of Jade Lake will be much easier in the future.
Zhang Ruoqi: “…”
Zhang Ruoqi listened to everyone’s words.
He really could not have imagined that after so many years, these former classmates have become like this.
then.
Zhang Ruoqi couldn’t help showing a trace of self-mockery, “Sure enough, it was the wall that pushed everyone down.”
A place like Yaochi Holy Land is inherently classy, and the people here are born with a hierarchy.
Once dropped from a height.
There must be many people stepping on it, maybe including those who once held it up.
They are also executioners.
“Zhang Ruoqi, are you deaf?”
“I guess Zhang Dashengzi must have come to show off, and wanted to show the Holy Land how brilliant he is, so as to show that the Holy Land is blind.”
“This is also true.
No, it should be the ‘ex’ holy son.”
“What a former holy son, what a Zhang Ruoqi.”
“It’s a pity.”
“…”
Many people mocked and felt sorry for Zhang Ruoqi, Pity.
If that didn’t happen that year.
Zhang Ruoqi, the holy son of the Yaochi Holy Land, is probably still the holy son, and at least he will be a big man in the holy land in the future.
The kind that shakes your feet when you shake it.
It’s just a pity that something happened later.
It made many people feel that Zhang Ruoqi made the wrong choice.
“My ears are fine.”
Zhang Ruoqi said lightly, and the old voice came from a vicissitudes of life, “It was the same back then, and it is the same now.”
“Then what are you doing back here?”
Someone said, “It’s more free outside. Feeling at ease, more dashing and free, although the power is not as powerful as when you were the Holy Son in the Holy Land, at least you can still live, and once you come back, you may not be able to live.”
After all, the Holy Land is not a place where you want to leave. It’s not a place where you can come.
Not to mention, this place is already fighting for power, like a vortex of energy.
Even if there are thousands of means, it cannot be suppressed.
therefore.
Then some people became curious, this Ruobin was probably out of his mind.
So you came here?
Don’t you know that today’s Yaochi Holy Land is more ferocious and terrifying, and it is even less humane.
“Sure enough.”
Seeing this scene, the old Taoist Zhang Ruoqi seemed to have expected it.
He said tragically: “The disciples of the Holy Land are really unusual. They are as impersonal as ever. The first release of www.(x81zw) m./x81zw/
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as unreasonable as it was a thousand years ago, and it is even more impersonal.”
Wrong, their own goals and ideas are not wrong.
“It’s only them who are wrong.” The
old Taoist priest Zhang Ruoqi muttered to himself, “And now I just want to come back and do a little thing, to get some justice.
Millennium Hedong, Millennium Hexi, don’t bully young poor!
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For practitioners.
Even if a thousand years have passed, it is still like three years ago.
On earth.
A thousand years ago, it was about the Tang Dynasty.
It is enough to have a long time dimension spanned.
But For practitioners, this time is not the longest.
That’s right.
Zhang Ruoqi relied on a thousand years to forcibly elevate his own cultivation.
And it is a very high level.
It is precisely because In this way, Zhang Ruoqi had the opportunity to come and take a look.
And he is ready to seek some justice.
Perhaps, the right and wrong of those things should be distinguished.
“East of the Millennium River and West of the Millennium?
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Yes, it is indeed a joke.”
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“Our ‘ex’ holy son seems to want to do something, to find fault.
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“Humph!
Although he has a good talent, after so many years, you and I rely on the resources of the Holy Land, and it is not for nothing.
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That’s right, what is he like Zhang Ruoqi?”
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Even if it was just a group of ordinary holy disciples guarding the mountain gate, they wanted to step on Zhang Ruoxi’s foot at this time.
Who let them have no chance to step on it back then.
Now the opportunity has come.
They Naturally have the opportunity to step on it.
At least, it can make their mood better.
That’s pretty good too.
Thousands of years have passed.
The sea has turned into a mulberry field, and everyone has become stronger.
Naturally, they are not afraid of Zhang Ruoxi.
Son, that’s just the former Son.
Just the identity it used to be.
Now he is just a sloppy old Taoist priest. The disciples of the Holy Land estimate that Zhang Ruoqi should not be doing well in the outside world.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be like this.
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