On the way to the holy mountain in the center of the holy land, there were actually more changes than Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling had imagined.

The Holy Land was as vast as any of the four realms in terms of size. This place was only visited once every hundred years, so naturally there were no convenient teleportation arrays. Basically, to get back and forth, one had to rely on two legs, except for tamed monsters.

Considering that it is not convenient for outsiders to enter the center of the Holy Mountain, Luo Jiujiang met with the other four members of the Spirit Snake Realm and Feng Xue Xiaoren before setting off.

The four team members were already worried about Luo Jiujiang's whereabouts - half of the time it was because they had already established a friendship with Luo Jiujiang, and how could they not be worried when a fellow Taoist who ate and lived with them every day suddenly disappeared for a year; the other half was because they were worried that they would not be able to explain to the Lord of the Spirit Snake Realm after leaving the holy land.

After the two sides met and confirmed that Luo Jiujiang had no missing limbs, the four team members were extremely ecstatic. Their excited expressions made Feng Xue look completely confused. Before she could say goodbye to Luo Jiujiang, the big brother over there screamed and was almost in tears.

Feng Xue: “…”

She coldly suppressed the emotions on her face, feeling embarrassed for what she was seeing.

After Luo Jiujiang finally broke free from the encirclement of four men who were crying and having runny noses, Feng Xue found that she had lost all her sadness and even felt like laughing.

"If there's anything wrong with having a friend like you, it's probably saying goodbye so often," Feng Xue sighed thoughtfully. "But if it weren't for that, how could we be so surprised every time we meet again?"

"I'm almost used to this kind of life." Luo Jiujiang also smiled, his face not showing too much sadness of parting, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of the youthful spirit.

"I just hope that one day, like Sister Xue said, the three of us can experience the surprise of this sudden reunion together."

Luo Jiujiang's eyes were blank for a moment, and Feng Xue knew who he was referring to.

On the snowy plain of the Deathland, which was always covered by gray haze clouds, there were once four companions who kept each other warm and planned their escape.

"In any case, having Palace Master Han accompany you on this trip makes Xiao Ren and I feel much more at ease." Feng Xue casually touched Xiao Ren's high-tied hair, her movements and expression very gentle. This hint of tenderness quickly turned into teasing when she raised her head: "Speaking of which, Jiujiang, I wish you a safe journey on your honeymoon."

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Feng Xue's blessing is not something to be taken lightly. Through this trip, Luo Jiujiang fully realized this.

She said that Xie Chuncan was a lucky wing that was even more powerful than a tiger, and Xie Chuncan and Luo Jiujiang were both in Lu Qi's favor. She wished Luo Jiujiang a safe journey, while Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling's journey was full of ups and downs.

On the way to the heart of the Holy Mountain, they encountered more than ten times more strange beasts than when they were strolling around before.

"Is the density of exotic beasts in the inner ring of the holy land so high?" Luo Jiujiang couldn't help but ask, "This doesn't go against common sense."

"Maybe it has nothing to do with the distribution of strange beasts. She just knows I'm coming." When Han Qianling said this, he was splitting a Ying Zhao into two pieces. He didn't even blink amid the splattering blood. He just raised his chin gracefully in the direction of the Holy Mountain.

Luo Jiujiang quickly realized who that "she" was.

"But she is..." She is actually your mother! Luo Jiujiang swallowed the second half of the sentence hesitantly, but this did not prevent Han Qianling from understanding what he meant.

"From an ethical point of view, that's indeed the case." Han Qianling didn't say anything definitive. He just smiled lightly, "It's just that I was suppressed by her for thousands of years after all, so it's normal for her to be wary of me."

Luo Jiujiang lifted his head and gazed directly at the Holy Mountain's snow-capped peak. As the saying goes, "A horse will die if it's seen too high." Now, although the entire Holy Mountain was within his sight, seemingly within reach, it was actually still a considerable distance away.

If the number of strange beasts encountered on this road every day were as many as today, then this road would probably be very difficult to travel.

"If it is really the Holy Mountain that is driving the strange beast, then she has already gained consciousness and is about to transform into a human body?"

"That's not the case." Han Qianling replied nonchalantly, "It's just instinct."

It was just instinct. Driving the strange beasts was just an instinct of the Holy Mountain's changing aura. Suppressing Han Qianling for more than ten thousand years was just the Holy Mountain's instinct to fight against the Dragon God's hatred. Now, it frequently blocked Han Qianling's way to the Holy Mountain, clearly showing its intention to expel this cheap son. It was also just the Holy Mountain's instinct to treat a bastard.

Just like Chen, whose soul was contaminated and devoured by evil thoughts, she did not restrain her murderous intent and malice towards Han Qianling. It was just her instinct.

Luo Jiujiang looked at Han Qianling calmly saying everything he had seen through long ago, and at the same time, he shook his wrist and shook off the blood on the three-foot green sword, and his heart suddenly ached.

Luo Jiujiang has his parents, master, and Mr. Gongyi as elders who care for him; among his peers, he has friends like Brother Xie, Brother Yin, Asu Xiaoren and others who are loyal to him; and he has just met Qi Liuliu as his younger brother, and it is fun to listen to these heartless children's words; as for Qianling, she is naturally his beloved Taoist partner who will last until his death.

Looking outward, he has three thousand worlds in his heart, and life itself is enough for him to love; looking inward, Luo Jiujiang also has a small world hidden in his dantian at this moment.

Luo Jiujiang's vision stretched across vast expanses of land and sky. He saw everyone he met as a friend, and every beautiful landscape he encountered felt like home.

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