A Blood-Moving Realm has arrived in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

Meanwhile, Zhen Zhibing quickly returned to Chongyang Palace using his light-footed skills.

He carefully returned to his room, closed the door tightly, and then called out.

"Ugh... Ahhh... My hand!"

Zhen Zhibing stared in pain at his left hand, but all that remained was stark white bone, with pink flesh still clinging to it.

But before he could catch his breath, a shout suddenly came from outside the door.

"Junior brother, where have you been on your secret rendezvous? You didn't even bother to say hello to your senior brother."

The voice startled Zhen Zhibing; it was his senior brother, Zhao Zhijing!

Ignoring the pain, he leaned against the door, not daring to make a sound.

He wanted to create the impression that no one was there, so that Zhao Zhijing would think he hadn't returned and leave on his own.

However, Zhao Zhijing kept a close eye on his junior brother, and someone would report Zhen Zhibing's whereabouts to him at any time.

He received news that his dear junior brother had gone to the direction of the ancient tomb to see the little demoness again, and had just returned.

"Junior brother, that's not very kind of you. I've already come all this way, but you won't even invite me in for a seat. Well then, I'll just go in by myself."

He was about to push the door open when he tried, but he found it difficult to move.

"Junior brother, surely you don't really want to see your senior brother that much?"

Zhao Zhijing pushed the door open with even more force.

At this moment, Zhen Zhibing, who was already injured, was about to give up as he felt the force of the door pushing him.

Seeing that he couldn't open the door, Zhao Zhijing took a few steps back, ran forward, and kicked the door.

Zhen Zhibing, who was inside the door, could no longer withstand such a strong impact. He rolled over several times, and the door was opened.

Zhao Zhijing walked in, intending to give his junior brother a good mocking, but he was stunned by the scene before him.

He immediately stepped forward, helped Zhen Zhibing up, and asked urgently:

"Zhen Zhibing, what's wrong with you?"

Zhen Zhibing shoved him away, his voice weak yet angry as he said:

"Don't give me that fake concern. Do you think I don't know what's wrong with me?"

Zhao Zhijing was bewildered. It was true that he had sent people to monitor his junior brother, but he had no idea what had happened when he entered the territory of the Ancient Tomb Sect.

Since I stumbled upon that wicked disciple and that little vixen cultivating together, I swore a poisonous oath to escape, so how could I dare to go there again?

However, judging from the current state of his junior brother, it's definitely related to that demoness.

His eyes darted around, his expression immediately turned serious, and he said:

"You, Zhen Zhibing, have completely forgotten the rules and regulations of Chongyang Palace!"

"With evil thoughts swirling in his heart, he still dared to seek out that demoness again, and even got injured like this! He has utterly disgraced my Chongyang Palace!"

Seeing Zhen Zhibing's ugly expression, as if his heart had been pierced, but he still remained silent.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhijing merely sneered and said:

"Still not going to talk, huh? Fine! I'll go report to Master Qiu right now and let him see what you're like!"

Upon hearing this, panic appeared in Zhen Zhibing's eyes.

Zhao Zhijing took in his expression, so he pretended to leave.

Zhen Zhibing finally couldn't sit still any longer. He grabbed Zhao Zhijing's leg with his blood-soaked arms and said:

"Senior brother, don't... don't tell Master."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Zhao Zhijing returned to his gentle expression.

He gently helped Zhen Zhibing up. "That's right. If you have any problems, tell your senior brother. He'll help you."

Although Zhen Zhibing did not believe the other party, he had been given leverage and eventually told them everything.

......

Soon the sun rose above the east, and its golden rays bathed the clouds in a golden glow.

Zhang Huai and Xiaolongnu sat facing each other in front of the door. He had been thinking all night and had roughly figured out the current situation.

He brought the Original True Understanding to the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes. The "Blood Moving Realm" in the Original True Understanding radiating light means that he now possesses the cultivation level of the Blood Moving Realm.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain his immense strength and vigorous spirit. It's just that his body is too weak, so he has a lot of strength but can't exert his full power.

However, it's understandable, since this power comes out of nowhere, it's normal for the body not to be able to keep up.

It's already quite good that the Original True Solution could give him power out of thin air; after all, even Shi Hao didn't receive such treatment.

I need to find an opportunity to test how strong I am now, so that I have the means to survive in this world.

He still remembered that the limit of the Blood Moving Realm was 108,000 jin with one arm, and he had probably only reached a fraction of that now.

According to his own classification, he should currently be in the early stage of the Blood Transformation Realm, and he doesn't know if he will be able to reach the so-called ultimate realm in the future.

If he can really achieve that, then he'll become a true Homelander here.

Thinking of this, a wicked smile crooked his lips and unconsciously appeared on his face.

Just then, a shout came from afar.

"Auntie! I'm back!"

The little dragon girl opposite her opened her eyes with delight, stood up and ran towards the person.

"Guo'er~!"

The young man had striking features, elegant and refined, and possessed a graceful and spirited air; he was a truly handsome young gentleman.

Zhang Huai watched with awe, thinking, "No wonder he's the most handsome man; even Li Mochou wouldn't dare kill him."

Even men would envy her appearance.

Although Zhang Huai was a loser in ordinary life, he was actually quite handsome, but compared to Yang Guo, he paled in comparison.

Looking at the spirited young man before him, Zhang Huai suddenly thought of himself, realizing that his own background was somewhat similar to Yang Guo's.

His own mother died of illness, and his own father raised him until he was twelve years old before committing suicide, leaving Zhang Huai alone in the world. This can be described as quite irresponsible.

This even made the news at the time, since in modern times, the idea of ​​lovers committing suicide together is simply a fantasy.

Looking at the two people in love before me, and thinking about their shared experiences, I couldn't help but sigh:

What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for it?

He vowed in his life that he would never let himself be troubled by love and that he would definitely be a Sigma man.

"Auntie, who is that person?"

Yang Guo, who was holding Xiaolongnu, obviously noticed Zhang Huai standing in front of the wooden house. Their eyes met, and they both saw the youthful spirit in each other's eyes.

Zhang Huai smiled at him, his smile full of goodwill.

Upon hearing Yang Guo's question, Xiaolongnu's face showed anger.

He led Yang Guo to Zhang Huai and introduced him:

"This young hero saved me just as your father immobilized me to teach you martial arts."

That stinking Taoist priest from Chongyang Palace is here again, trying to take my virginity. I thought it was you, and I had no way to resist.

Fortunately, the young hero spotted him and chased him away.

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo's face was filled with anger. His phoenix eyes, which were usually full of smiles, were now twisted into a knot, exuding a chilling aura.

"How dare they insult my aunt while I was away! I will not rest until I have avenged this!"

However, he did not forget to be polite, and clasped his hands together to express his gratitude to Zhang Huai.

"Thanks for your help, brother."

"I am Yang Guo, courtesy name Gaizhi. May I ask how you address me, brother?"

This put Zhang Huai in a difficult position, since he didn't have any writing skills. However, he reacted quickly and immediately cupped his hands, saying:

"My name is Zhang Huai, courtesy name Anzhi."

"Brother Zhang, what a fine name," Yang Guo exclaimed, "It signifies a heart that embraces great things and a tranquil mind."

"You flatter me!"

"Brother Zhang, why don't you come inside and have a chat?"

"it is good."

As they talked, the three of them walked into the house hand in hand.