After passing on some of their experience in practicing Qi Refining, Chen Luo said goodbye to them. He no longer needed to give them resources. He had left some last time, and they had not been used up yet. Practicing in this place of absolute spiritual power, the outcome of the two people had already been determined. This was the path they had chosen, and Chen Luo had no intention of changing them. They had already discussed this matter when they came back last time.

After leaving the southwest region, Chen Luo did not return to the capital. He flew all the way and returned to Qingya County half a day later.

The county town remains the same.

This is the only way to return to the entrance of the tomb. Chen Luo stayed in mid-air, spread his spiritual sense, and found his junior sister He Min again.

He Min spent three days in a hurry. After she finished arranging her own affairs, she returned to the small courtyard behind Ma Quezi.

A man was sitting in the yard, as if waiting for something.

Next to He Min sat a bald, shriveled old man who kept muttering something, as if he was reminiscing or expecting something.

"If you ask me, what Uncle Chen did was really unfair. After all, I have called him 'senior brother' for several days, but he didn't even come to see me this time. How many chicken legs did I eat less because of him when I was a kid? Now I feel so guilty when I think about it! When I see him this time, I must have a good talk with him."

The old man's nagging voice came into my ears.

As soon as he heard the voice, Chen Luo immediately guessed the identity of the bald old man.

It was Xiaohu, the only son of Ma Quezi's senior brother and his uncle Ruan Jianglong. The little brat who wore open-crotch pants and called him senior brother outside, asking him to take him to cultivate immortality.

Time flies.

The child of the past has now become a hunchbacked old man, sitting next to He Min and chattering non-stop, but the unclear expression between his brows has not changed.

Ruan Xiaohu also practiced martial arts, and his martial arts skills were not weak. Unfortunately, like He Min, he had no spiritual roots. Even if Chen Luo wanted to lead them into the Tao, they had no chance. Not everyone can pick up a royal brain and change their fate.

"What are you going to say?"

"Of course." Ruan Xiaohu raised his hand subconsciously, but he suddenly stopped halfway through his words.

He Min next to him also stood up.

Their eyes fell on Chen Luo who suddenly appeared in the yard.

"Brother."

"Brother!! You are finally back. Do you know how much I have missed you over the years?"

Looking at the two old friends, Chen Luo smiled. Ruan Xiaohu was in a better condition than He Min, with at least ten years left to live. In comparison, He Min was in much worse condition. The lifespan that Chen Luo had lent her was already counting down. She came back here after finishing her own business, presumably to wait for him.

"Anything else that's not done yet?"

Chen Luo asked.

"have."

He Min looked at the senior brother in front of him, turned and walked to the yard next to him, kicked a few sandbags aside, and stretched out his hand to make the same posture as when he first met Chen Luo.

"Brother, let's fight again, using only martial arts."

"good."

Chen Luo nodded and followed him into the yard.

He gathered his spiritual power and simulated his internal strength that he had not used for a long time. Just like the scene in his memory, the two stood facing each other with someone watching nearby.

"I won't lose this time!"

He Min leaped up and punched like the wind.

This was a move that Chen Luo had used before, and He Min had always remembered it.

Chen Luo raised his hand and took it.

Fists collided, the setting sun shone through the two of them, illuminating the yard in orange, and their silhouettes were reflected on the wall, as if time had been frozen.

Walking out of the yard, Chen Luo looked a little melancholy.

Ruan Xiaohu followed behind, also looking a little uncomfortable.

He Min won. She had practiced martial arts all her life and won the last round of her life. Maybe it was Chen Luo who let her do it, or maybe it was the result of her hard work. In any case, she punched Chen Luo in the chest with her last punch, and she never woke up again.

The two men sent He Min back to the room and notified He's family to come and deal with the aftermath.

Chen Luo applied spiritual power to He Min's body to ensure that the body would not decay and would not be affected by the aura of the tomb and transformed into a refined corpse.

"Uncle Chen, have you become an immortal?"

The two left only after the He family arrived.

While walking on the road, Ruan Xiaohu suddenly asked a question.

He had been holding back this question for a long time. Looking at Chen Luo, whose appearance had not changed, he felt envious from the bottom of his heart. It was a pity that he did not have the qualifications to cultivate immortality. This was not only mentioned by Chen Luo, but also confirmed by Immortal Master Du Jian and Immortal Master Xie Shuang in the capital.

I have been expecting it for a lifetime, but I am not even qualified to get in.

"Maybe there will be a chance to become an immortal in the future."

Chen Luo didn't know how far away he was from the realm of immortals. From what he could see, there were still two realms above.

Nascent Soul and Spiritual Transformation.

The road to becoming a god has been blocked, and many people are looking for an opportunity to become a god.

"But in my opinion, you are already an immortal."

Ruan Xiaohu walked beside him. He was already old, and He Min's departure had dealt him a great blow. Unlike Chen Luo, Ruan Xiaohu and He Min had known each other for more than 80 years. With the departure of the older generation, Ruan Xiaohu had fewer and fewer acquaintances around him. Today, even He Min had left.

The only elder left in his memory was Chen Luo.

"Compared to us ordinary people, you have an immortal lifespan, the ability to call the wind and rain, and even the ability to control ghosts."

Ruan Xiaohu talked on and on.

As he spoke, tears began to flow from the corners of his eyes.

"Brother, when Sister He goes there, you must take good care of her and don't let her be bullied by the little devils. When I was lazy as a kid, Sister He also took care of me in this way. She bought me many chicken legs, but my father wouldn't let me eat them at that time, saying that I didn't practice well. Every time I got beaten, Sister He would come to see me. I'm afraid she will be bullied over there."

"Yes."

Chen Luo was silent.

The two walked all the way back to Ruan's house.

The original escort agency of the Ruan family had long ceased to exist. After the death of Ruan Jianglong, Ruan Xiaohu contracted out the escort agency business and moved to Qingya County, where he opened a martial arts school. He has been running it for most of his life, and now the Ruan family martial arts school is very famous in Qingya County. Most of the yamen runners in the county government are Ruan Xiaohu's apprentices.

In Qingya County, his words are more effective than those of the county magistrate.

Along the way, Ruan Xiaohu kept bragging to Chen Luo about his experiences over the years. It had been a long time since he had been so happy to tell his elders about his experiences. It seemed that only at this moment, he returned to his childhood and became the naughty snotty kid again.

night.

Chen Luo used his spiritual power to help Ruan Xiaohu sort out his body and left him a few pills.

After doing this, he stood up, pushed the door and walked out.

On the quiet and long street, the sound of the night watchman's bamboo tube came from several other streets.

Walking on the long bluestone street, the moonlight was pouring down from above. Chen Luo was originally planning to leave directly, but he didn't expect to sense a familiar breath when he was about to leave. He walked along the long street to the end, and saw an ancient courtyard here.

Chen Luo had been to this yard before.

After the chaos in Qingya County, he accidentally entered here. This courtyard was the only one that was not affected at that time. He also found a painting in the study in the courtyard and got to know a person named "Wang Chengguan".

Now, more than eighty years have passed, and the courtyard is still the same as I remembered.

The changes in Qingya County did not affect this place, and everyone subconsciously avoided it.

Squeak

Chen Luo pushed the door and walked in.

There were some weeds growing in the yard, but they were not very tall, as if someone was repairing them. The stone table and stone benches in the yard glowed white in the moonlight, and the grids on the chessboard were crisscrossed, and the black and white chess pieces were like precious jade, glowing fluorescently.

The study room opposite was still the same as he remembered, and Chen Luo saw another painting on the table.

The last name he wrote was "Wang Chengguan".

Retracting his consciousness, Chen Luo walked into the yard again. He searched the yard carefully and looked through all the books in the study, but he didn't find anything unusual. This seemed to be an ordinary small courtyard, no different from Ruan Xiaohu's home.

'Fishing for the moon in the water, only by diving into the water can you see the real pavilion.'

When Chen Luo walked to the bedside, the newly acquired fourth-level formation master's brain suddenly gave a suggestion.

Chen Luo stopped and looked back at the pond in the courtyard. The bright moon was reflected perfectly on the water. The water was like a mirror, reflecting the clouds in the sky. Chen Luo walked to the edge of the pond and saw the fish swimming in it.

An abandoned courtyard with no one living in it, where did these fish come from?

Returning to the yard, Chen Luo used his spiritual sense to detect, and he really found a node in the water.

It's a formation.

"It's a very advanced formation, and the way it's arranged is also different from that in the Tiannan Region."

Chen Luo walked to the edge of the pool and looked for a long time but couldn't find the second node. So he reached into his sleeve and took out a straw man for cursing.

Go into the water and test it out. The cursed straw man is more effective than the talisman paper man.

Putting the cursed straw man on the ground, Chen Luo extended his index finger. A little spiritual light gathered at the tip of his finger, and the power of the curse extended over. The stiff cursed straw man's eyes immediately lit up, a scarlet light flashed, and he looked around, then stood up and walked to the edge of the pool and jumped in with a "plop".

A circle of ripples spread out.

The corresponding picture immediately appeared in Chen Luo's mind.

The cursed straw man did not sink to the bottom of the pool after entering the water, but strangely "floated" to the surface.

As soon as this side entered the water, the other side immediately emerged from the water.

The scene in the head is the same as this one, and the other side is also the same small courtyard, but the difference is that this small courtyard under water is actually in the daytime. The sky is sunny, and by the pond, a woman is beating Huanxi's clothes with a mallet, humming a song.

The yard not far away was also cleaned up. Chen Luo also saw a middle-aged man in a green gown in the study opposite. This man was painting in the study.

Perhaps he noticed Chen Luo's gaze.

The people who were painting in the study looked up at the same time and met the eyes of the straw man on the surface of the pool.

"I wondered who it was, it turns out there was a guest coming."

The moment this person finished saying this, the cursed straw man floating on the water surface strangely spontaneously combusted, and the body submerged in the water was burned to ashes in the blink of an eye. The so-called "pond water" was completely unable to block this layer of flames. (End of this chapter)