Chapter 143 Return to the Sect

Chen Luo didn't expect the war to end so soon.

The first reaction after receiving the news was "losing", but no one knows what will happen in the future. From the perspective of the time, Guoshan County is definitely the best choice. If he missed this opportunity, he didn't know where else he could get the Ningshen Grass. If there was, the old ghost and Lu Zhaotian would definitely not have spent decades in Guoshan County.

After confirming the accuracy of the news, Chen Luo prepared to return to the sect. Only those who have experienced the difficulties of being a casual cultivator outside will understand how important a strong sect is.

"There is no need to look for a nourishing spirit pill to solve the curse problem. Just ask Master Wuwei Zhenren for help."

The evil curse was planted by the evil foundation-building cultivators in Guoshan County. From the perspective of Qi Refining, it is a fatal crisis that cannot be solved. But if the foundation-building cultivators take action, the problem will be completely different, and it will be troublesome at most. If you are lucky enough to be seen by the immortal sect master in the Jindan stage, it will be easier to solve.

In order to return to the sect, Chen Luo specially went to find Zhu Jie and asked her to help him prepare some gifts.

When Zhu Jie learned that her alchemist was leaving, she looked as if someone owed her tens of thousands of spirit stones, and her face fell. However, considering the subsequent matters of refining the foundation-building pill, she still helped Chen Luo to do all these things.

"Don't forget what you promised me."

After handing over the storage bag, Zhu Jie did not forget to give some instructions.

"Don't worry, as long as you find all the materials, you can ask someone to find me at the Xianmen Market and use this token."

Chen Luo handed Zhu Jie a token with his own aura attached to it. In addition, he also gave Zhu Jie a gourd of Qi-nourishing Pills as a gift.

With these guarantees, Zhu Jie finally felt relieved.

Before leaving, Chen Luo made a special trip to the Hu family.

When he first came to Mushan City, the Hu family helped him a lot. Now that he is leaving, he has to say goodbye.

Boom boom boom.

Chen Luo knocked on the door gently.

"Senior Chen?"

The person who opened the door was Hu Qiudao. Now Hu Qiudao is the patriarch of the Hu family. He was wearing a solemn black suit and had grown a beard. He looked completely different from the image he had in the mountains.

"Brother Hu, I'm going back to the sect."

".Take care of yourself."

Hu Qiudao looked at Chen Luo who was packing up and preparing to leave, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes.

Once upon a time, he also had this right like Chen Luo, but he didn't understand it at that time. After leaving the sect, he understood the difficulties of independent cultivation in the outside world, and also understood why Mr. Hu had to send him to the sect.

"Brother, if any of your clansmen join the sect in the future, you can ask them to come find me. I will do my best to help them within my ability."

Chen Luo made a promise.

He could sense the awe in Hu Qiudao's expression. Qi Refining Level 7 and Qi Refining Level 13 were indeed not on the same level. Seeing the reserved look on the face of his senior brother who had led him up the mountain in the past, Chen Luo suddenly smiled and made a joke.

"Brother Hu, you really don't look very young in the way you are dressed now."

Hu Qiudao was stunned for a moment, then he smiled, and the strangeness on his face disappeared in an instant.

He also remembered the joke he and Chen Luo had played when they first went up the mountain. But, in the end, they couldn't go back.

After saying goodbye to the Hu family, Chen Luo left the city alone.

One person comes and one person leaves.

Facing the sunset, Chen Luo drove the carriage, wobbling towards the nearest market.

"I remember that Master seemed to have assigned me a task."

In the carriage, Chen Luo slapped his head and searched around in his storage bag, and soon found the task that his master, Wuwei Zhenren, had assigned to him when he went down the mountain.

Garrison mission.

The place seems to be a place called Zangshan City in She State.

"Forget it, I won't do it."

He looked around and found that it was very far from Mushan City. It would be a waste to make a special trip for such a trivial matter. After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, he directly chose "Failure of garrison".

It’s just a little merit point. It’s too troublesome to earn it. I might as well go back and resell pills and talisman paper.

I just hope Junior Sister Huang Ying can go back as well, so that we can save a lot of trouble.

Sitting in the carriage, Chen Luo's thoughts began to wander.

A few days later.

Outside the Shenhu Immortal Gate, a huge flying boat cut through the sky.

The downed flying boat was repaired, the area damaged in the war returned to normal, and even the Tianming Peak that was destroyed by the Yangshi Sect's Jindan ancestor has returned to normal during this period of time. The evil spirits on the mountain have been expelled.

The weather is clear and cloudless.

There were a few people standing on the flying boat. The impact of the war was far from being eliminated so quickly. Even though the three sects had already stopped fighting, the things consumed could not be restored so quickly. The sharp drop in the number of immortal cultivators was the most direct manifestation.

Passing through the clouds, the flying boat landed on the sacred lake below.

The lake is rolling and the warm breeze is blowing.

This time, there was no dragon chasing him, and the fairy atmosphere was much less. Chen Luo stood on the edge of the flying boat, letting the warm wind blow on his face. His light blue gown rustled in the wind, and his long hair fluttered, like a fairy descending to earth.

Gradually, the ten peaks of the Immortal Gate appeared in sight. Looking around, the ten main peaks towering into the clouds were as majestic as pillars supporting the sky.

"I never thought that I, Ding Wanshan, would be able to return to the Immortal Sect in my lifetime!!"

Someone in the crowd behind couldn't help but speak out excitedly.

Many of these people, like Chen Luo, had fled down the mountain. Those who dared to return now were all those who had broken through to the late stage of Qi Refining. For those who were not in the late stage of Qi Refining, their status as outer disciples would be automatically invalidated once the three-year limit was up.

Buzz!!!

The flying boat landed, and the huge wooden turtle below stretched out its wooden claws to support the ground.

When the formation barrier on the flying boat disappeared, Chen Luo jumped lightly and used his spiritual power to fly in the direction of Wudao Peak. After reaching the Perfection Realm, the consumption of his spiritual power to fly was greatly reduced. In order to save time, he flew directly through the gate, passed the gate market area in front, and entered the Ten Peaks area in the back mountain.

Only after entering the Wudao Peak did Chen Luo slowly land.

After walking a few steps up the mountain path, I saw the familiar pavilion. On the rocks beside it, the crane was still standing there dozing, with its head tucked under its wings, looking like a sculpture, motionless.

"Uncle Chengfeng."

Chen Luo walked forward and greeted him.

The dozing crane Chengfeng heard the sound and looked up.

"I'm back."

Chen Luo took out the gift prepared by Zhu Jie from his storage bag, which contained all the food that Xianhe Chengfeng liked. He had done the task of feeding Xianhe Chengfeng before when he was in the mountains, so he naturally knew what gift to bring to this uncle.

"You are a good man. Those idiots on the mountain are too stupid."

The crane rode the wind and passed by the storage bag. After taking a glance at it, a satisfied expression appeared on its face.

"Let's go up the mountain and go find old man Wuwei. He happens to be on the mountain. I'm almost bored to death during this period of time."

After saying this, the crane spread its wings and flew into the clouds, carrying the gift that Chen Luo had given him. In the blink of an eye, no one knew where it was. It was probably going to some corner to enjoy delicious food.

After crossing the cliff, Chen Luo walked up the mountain according to his memory.

Soon he came to the wing room area when he first came to the mountain. When he first entered Wudao Peak, he lived here for a while. When Hu Qiudao led him to the mountain, it was also here that he handed over the task to Huang Bu Tong. However, as time passed, the two positions were replaced by different people.

"Brother? You're back in the mountain!"

As soon as he turned the corner, Chen Luo saw an acquaintance.

It was the junior fellow disciple that he had worshipped when he came down the mountain. Judging from his current attire, he was most likely a disciple guide, which was why he appeared here.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Chen Luo took out a Spirit Gathering Pill from his storage bag and threw it to the other party.

Nothing else.

Happy!

"Thank you, Brother!"

Ding Xiaoxia was very excited when he received the pill. He didn't expect his senior brother to be so generous and give him a Qi Gathering Pill! This was a more advanced pill than the Qi Nourishing Pill. Even for him now, he would need to save up for a long time to buy one.

"As expected of you, you are a senior brother. You are always generous."

When he came to his senses, he found that Chen Luo had disappeared long ago.

"Brother Xiaoxia, who was that brother just now? Why haven't we met before?"

"Yeah, it feels so strong, just like an elder."

The two disciples beside Ding Xiaoxia couldn't help but ask curiously. These two were the new disciples who joined Wudao Peak this year. After experiencing the sect war, everyone they saw now looked like a peerless master.

"That senior brother is an old man from our Wudao Peak. He was already on the mountain when I became a disciple. I received his guidance at the beginning."

Ding Xiaoxia didn't know Chen Luo's name either, so she could only introduce him vaguely.

"More than three years? Then he is not an inner sect senior brother!"

"Probably."

Ding Xiaoxia touched his head. He didn’t know himself, so who should he ask?

After passing the disciples' courtyard in front, Chen Luo quickly arrived at the main hall.

Along the way, Chen Luo did not meet a single disciple from Wudao Peak.

The only living people seen were Ding Xiaoxia from the front mountain and two new disciples.

Wudao Peak is even more desolate now, and there are few living people on the whole mountain. Senior Sister Bai Su did not come back, and the same is true for Huang Ying and her good friend Senior Sister Shen. After passing the front hall area, he is the only one left in the back hall.

The footsteps stood out in the empty hall.

The main hall where Wuwei Zhenren practiced has remained unchanged for thousands of years and still looks the same as in memory.

Chen Luo walked forward and found that the runes on both sides of the hall had traces of being rewritten. The original foundation stone of the formation had also been replaced. It was estimated that the Jindan battle that day had caused an impact here.

"Master."

Chen Luo stood outside the hall and used his spiritual power to send his voice inside.

After a moment, the bronze door opened inward.

A wisp of spiritual energy escaped from inside. Chen Luo pushed the door and walked in. The scene in the hall was almost the same as before. Wuwei Zhenren was still sitting in the hall practicing. The paintings on the walls that had disappeared reappeared. When Chen Luo came in, the power of the "heart demon" on the paintings slowly faded away.

The Taoist Master Wuwei, who was sitting in the middle, opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)