Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

"Master, save me!"

Zhu Wuquan's expression changed drastically. He could feel that the power of that claw was something that a Core Formation cultivator like him could not withstand!

The old Taoist priest was also dumbfounded at that moment.

"Holy crap, is something really weird?!"

He retreated almost instantly, shouting, "Disciple, run!"

He disappeared in the blink of an eye; he was incredibly fast!

"Oh shit!"

Zhu Wuquan was dumbfounded on the spot. He turned to leave, but the giant claw had already fallen. He tried his best to raise a beam of light to resist, but the light was torn apart and the giant hand pressed down on his head!

boom!

Zhu Wuquan was instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

"Commander!"

"Run, run!"

In an instant, his men panicked and, without hesitation, turned and fled, as hasty as stray dogs and as hurried as fish that had escaped the net!

……

Meanwhile, inside the Yin Wind Formation, the young Taoist disciple who was picking up spiritual items was also getting anxious. "Master, I'll be done picking them up soon, wait for me..."

He was a penny-pincher and still had a lot of things left to put away, but suddenly, someone gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Ghost!"

The young Taoist was terrified and didn't dare to turn his head. The white bone banner emitted a light and enveloped him as it sped away!

The eerie wind vanished instantly.

The game returned to normal.

"Our ancestors have appeared! Our ancestors have appeared!"

"Did our ancestors protect us?"

Outside, the villagers were extremely excited and knelt down one after another!

However, they were taken aback the next moment, because in the cemetery where the divine had just manifested, there was no longer any divine presence, only a young man picking up the scattered spiritual objects on the ground.

"Young man, who...who are you?"

The old village chief, Mingzilou, couldn't help but stand up and ask a question with some doubt.

Li Lan packed everything away, feeling quite pleased. He hadn't expected that the old Taoist Duan Tian's painstaking efforts would actually benefit him, and he had gained a considerable amount.

He felt that these spiritual items were enough for him to cultivate to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage!

"My name is Lan Li. I am a wandering cultivator who came here by chance. I did not expect to encounter the Zhu family bullying the innocent, so I took action."

He just made up a name.

Ming Zilou said, "Young friend, it was you who saved us just now?"

He remained somewhat wary.

Li Lan nodded: "To be honest, my ancestors had some connection with the saints. I came here to escort the bones of several sages back to their hometown. They all fought for the Ming court, so I buried their bones here."

Li Lan understood that since the descendants of the Mingzun had been living in anonymity for so many years, they couldn't possibly have much trust in outsiders, so he took the initiative to speak.

He did not reveal that these were the bones of the saints and the Mingzun, after all, it was too astonishing, and even the descendants of the Mingzun should not know, otherwise it might bring trouble.

But besides the Mingzun and the saints who went on the expedition, many of them also remained in the immortal realm. For example, the tombs here are the burial sites of that kind of Mingting troops.

Now the bones of all the saints and the sages have been transformed into mortals, and no one can discern their origins.

Upon hearing this, Ming Zilou was somewhat surprised. He walked to the newly built graves that Li Lan had pointed to, took out a jade pendant, and sensed it slightly. The jade pendant emitted a light.

"Truly the spirit of the sages of our Ming Court!"

Ming Zilou stared at the brilliance on the jade pendant, utterly astonished. His eyes seemed to flash with endless sorrow and unspeakable grief. He remained stunned for a long time before suddenly kneeling down, his face streaked with tears, unable to utter a single word.

Seeing this, the other villagers also stepped forward and bowed deeply.

"These... are all other sages of our Ming Court."

After a long while, Ming Zilou stood up, looked at Li Lan, and his old eyes were filled with indescribable kindness and gratitude. He said, "Let's go back to the village first. Young friend... please come with me. I have something to tell you."

Li Lan nodded happily and followed him.

……

And this moment.

"Master, why didn't you wait for me!"

On a desolate plain, the young Taoist boy caught up, panting. When he saw his master, the old Taoist Duan Tian, ​​he complained.