Tian Yuan

When everyone saw Nangong Ge, their first reaction was naturally suspicion.

The reason is simple. During the ultimate feast, Nangong Ge was judged by heaven and turned into nothingness. His death was a certainty and the fact could not be changed.

"Can't you see the flaw?"

The top management of the villa used secret techniques one after another and kept looking at Nangong Ge, very surprised.

"Sect Master, what do you think?"

The elders cast their gazes on the owner of the village, looking expectantly and needing an answer.

The father should be able to see some clues when he looks at his son!

From the ancestors to the outer disciples, they all think so.

The owner of the village was wearing a dress embroidered with gorgeous patterns, his temples were white and his face was wrinkled. Feeling the hot gazes of a group of people, I felt particularly anxious.

I can’t tell the difference between true and false!

This person's method of disguise can actually hide it from a group of strong men who specialize in deduction. It's not easy!

Although deep down he didn't believe that Nangong Ge was still alive, when he suddenly saw it, the village owner was stunned at first, then his whole body tensed, his heart trembled suddenly, his pupils expanded, and his soul was suffocated.

Although he knew it was fake, he felt a little comfort in his heart. A look of slight excitement and surprise flashed across his face, and then there was a little ripple of longing in his eyes, and there were a few wisps of blood in his eyes.

He quickly hid his emotions and maintained the serious attitude that a leader of a sect should have.

"Who are you exactly?"

The owner of the village couldn't tell the truth from the false, it was like a dream.

If it had been in the past, he would have been able to identify it at once through the blood connection.

Now, Nangong Ge has reshaped his body, and the blood flowing in his body is transformed by the power of the sacred tree.

Logically speaking, the village owner could sense that he had no blood connection with the Nangong Ge in front of him.

However, a trace of fluctuation came from the depths of his soul, as if saying that the person in front of him was not lying, which made the village owner particularly confused. There seemed to be a fog in front of his vision, and he was at a loss.

"Old man, who do you think I am?"

Nangong Ge fell in front of everyone in one step, raised his right hand, and turned out the Dharma Seal Dao Diagram unique to Langya Villa.

The moment they saw this Dao diagram, everyone was stunned, and their expressions became richer than the last.

No way!

It's incredible that a "fake" has even learned the secrets of the villa.

Still no one believed it and remained skeptical.

Also, Nangong Ge's death was witnessed by countless people, and now he is resurrected without any warning. It is too false and no one will believe it.

"In the eighteenth year of the Gengxin calendar, what are you doing?"

Langya Villa compiles an annual calendar every once in a while to record history and make life easier.

An old man with no hair stared at him sharply and asked.

"Climb the ladder to heaven and understand the method of the Thousand-Ji Astrology Chart."

Nangong Ge recalled it and answered truthfully.

Hearing this, the old man who asked the question condensed and his eyes changed slightly. There is no mistake in this answer.

"What happened in the twenty-seventh year of the Gengxin calendar?"

An elder stood up on the right and asked seriously.

"Elder Sun, who was guarding Hougulin, was approaching his end. He went into seclusion to learn Taoism, but failed to do so and passed away at the end of the year."

In fact, Nangong Ge had a better way to prove his identity, but he didn't do it.

It is a pleasure to chat with family members in this way. It is as warm and warm as the sun, shining through the endless darkness to the deepest corner of my heart.

To live in this world, you must have some ties so that life will not be boring and boring.

Otherwise, being alone will be too lonely. Living in this way forever is torture to the soul.

"The thirty-ninth year of the Gengxin Calendar..."

"Where is Elder Qian's private money hidden?"

"In the chess game in Tonge's secret room, which move did I lose to you?"

From doubts at the beginning, to questions from everyone.

The atmosphere became more and more weird and lively.

Many people's eyes are already wet. Without thinking about other things, just think that the Crown Prince has come back for a short time!

After a long time, the originally lively atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at Nangong Ge with complicated eyes.

Seize the body? Searching for souls?

If not, how could this person know so many things.

However, the prince was judged by heaven and not even a piece of flesh and blood was left. Even if some unscrupulous people want to search for souls, there is no such condition!

As for searching the prince's soul before the ultimate feast, that was even more impossible.

What kind of person the prince is, how can he become a plaything in the hands of others? To put it another way, if a soul search really happened, the prince would definitely inform the sect or handle it himself.

Very contradictory and thought provoking.

"Wow—"

Seeing the thoughts of his family, Nangong Ge no longer hesitated. With a wave of his sleeves, he saw a scene of the Milky Way, and with a tap of his fingertips, he could touch the invisible laws of performance.

The display continued, imprinting the starry sky in everyone’s eyes.

"Shi...Sir."

"He is the prince!"

"Such a unique heavenly secret technique cannot be used except by the prince. There is no mistake."

This technique is based on Nangong Ge's inheritance of the Heavenly Book, and he created his own path that others cannot follow.

Seeing this technique, everyone burst into tears, ecstatic and extremely excited.

All kinds of emotions, I don’t know how to express them, finally turned into a sound of "Your Majesty", echoing throughout the world.

"Sorry for making you worry."

How could Nangong Ge not be happy to be reunited with his family? With a smile on his face, he saluted each elder and expressed his apology.

"It's good to be alive..."

The owner of the village patted Nan Ge's arm several times, his eyes filled with tears, the smile on his face could not be concealed, it felt like it was stuck in his throat, and his voice was trembling.

Next, Nangong Ge chatted happily with everyone.

A banquet was held to celebrate, and fine wine was drunk.

It tells what happened after the ultimate banquet. He escaped by chance and was rescued by a white-haired senior. He hid in a corner of the world to recuperate, reshape his body, and wait quietly.

Everyone in the villa shouted for the crown prince.

The excitement could not be suppressed for a long time.

A few days later, Nangong Ge left something for Langya Villa, which could be used if there was any danger.

In addition, we also found a suitable place for Langya Villa to live and practice. Of course, you can stay in this secret place, it all depends on the decision of the top management of the villa.

"Your Majesty, are you leaving?"

After getting along for a few days, Nangong Gede left. Everyone was reluctant to leave, and they were afraid that this was just a big dream.

"Well, there are still a lot of things to deal with." Nangong Ge always looks like an elegant scholar. He seems to be powerless, very honest, and easily bullied: "The revenge for the annihilation of the clan must be avenged."

If it weren't for Kong's action, Langya Villa would really be gone.

How could Nangong Ge let go of this hatred.

Blood debt must be paid with blood.

"Your Majesty, you must take care of yourself!"

As everyone watched, they no longer had the decadence of previous years. They were in great spirits, with expectations and concerns in their eyes.