Chapter 396 Return to the Sword Sect

After just a few words, Luo Diandian had a vague idea under Lu Wuhui's guidance.

Her act of helping Little Pidun disrupted the ghost clan's original plan, forcing Ghost Face to find another way to break through the abyss.

It is by relying on the awakened demon bone power in Gu Qiantian's body after pouring in his blood and energy, and as the young master of the demon clan, he can command the many demons.

These huge blood and energy forces were poured together, and finally forced open the door to the abyss.

The source of this blood and energy is probably the reason why Ghost Face led the demon tribe to launch a beast tide.

Afterwards, Guimian used some unknown method to make Gu Qiangtian obey his orders, and then he took control of the entire demon clan and launched a chaotic war on the five continents.

On the one hand, it may be to obtain more blood and energy, and on the other hand, it is naturally to attract the firepower of the Holy Ruins and then open the door to the abyss.

The three hundred years agreed upon with the demons have not even been halfway through, and they have already taken action.

And the demons obeyed Gu Qiangtian's orders. It was obvious that, just as Lu Wuhui said, the position of the Demon Lord might have changed hands.

"So what should we do now?"

Luo Diandian couldn't help but frown.

The ghost clan has not been completely wiped out and is now mingling with the demon clan. According to Ghost Face's previous statement, he seems to have a great resentment towards the world of immortal cultivation.

So there's no guarantee that he'll lead the demons to come again when he does.

And those ghosts will always be a time bomb if they are not completely eliminated.

"Are you going to kill the Demon Realm now?"

"How is that possible!"

"Then let's go back and eat first." Lu Wuhui took her hand and prepared to fly away.

“Oh!”

Agree, agree!

Speaking of eating, the little fire lying on top of his head suddenly became happy.

Luo Dian Dian choked, not expecting him to say that, and was puzzled, "No, then we just don't care?"

"If there is a battle sooner or later, then go back and prepare. Strength is the only thing that can solve the problem."

Lu Wuhui opened his thin lips slightly, stopping her wild thoughts and anxiety.

"Over the years, the Holy Ruins and the Immortal Alliance have not been doing it for free, so you don't have to worry about them for now."

In the great war a thousand years ago, the ghost clan has been weakened, and the demon clan has been in the midst of war, but the world of immortal cultivation has continued to develop.

It doesn't mean that we shouldn't be prepared for danger in times of peace, but rather that we should be more calm and not lose our composure.

Lu Wuhui has lived for hundreds of years and sees things more clearly than Luo Diandian, who has not experienced many major events.

As the two major organizations in the world of immortal cultivation, the Holy Ruins and the Immortal Alliance are naturally capable of doing more than any individual can.

Forecasting, planning, implementation, prevention, coordination, control... all of these require them to coordinate the various sects and forces, big and small.

This includes sending people to guard the Demon Realm passage, checking teleportation arrays similar to the Jinguang Temple, setting up intelligence transfer and observation centers, sending high-level monks to garrison in different locations, and so on.

These things cannot be done by one person, so Lu Wuhui said, let's go back now.

Instead of worrying about their attacks, it is better to have strong strength and absolute say.

After a few words, Luo Diandian understood what Lu Wuhui meant and stopped worrying about it.

After returning to Xinglan and reporting what they had discovered to Shengxu, the two men and the beast returned home.

…

Dusk has fallen, and the warm fluorescent lights illuminate the small world.

On the stone table, Luo Diandian and Lu Wuhui were sitting face to face, with Xiaohuo happily gnawing on a big pork elbow next to them.

"By the way, haven't you decided what path to cultivate again?"

Luo Diandian hadn't eaten much for a long time, and it was rare for her to have a good appetite at this time. She asked Lu Wuhui while eating.

Then she suddenly thought of something and quickly spoke up, "Don't tell me it's that!"

Luo Diandian glanced cautiously at Xiaohuo beside him and glared at the person opposite him as a small warning.

She knew that Lu Wuhui was joking at the time, so she naturally didn't take it seriously.

Lu Wuhui raised the teacup, took a sip, and looked at his face reflected in the tea.

"I want to go back to the Sword Sect."

I don’t know what he is thinking in his cold and deep eyes.

"OK."

Luo Diandian naturally had no objection, as she hadn't seen Lao Liu and Xiao Ling for a long time.

In fact, when he abandoned his Taoism, Lu Wuhui had thought about this problem, but he had never made a decision.

It’s not because there are no options to choose from, but because there are too many and you don’t know where to start.

Thousands of sword arts would never conflict with his choice, even the extremely powerful Snow Sword Intent in the Snow Region before.

But now it seems that the sword art of snow is the only choice. Not only is there still remnant of sword intent in the snowy area, but he has also comprehended the realm of the snowy area.

To comprehend it again is just a matter of familiarity.

But somehow, after Fei Dao You Qing, Lu Wuhui had a different feeling.

It can't be explained clearly.

Perhaps he could find the answer on the sword stage.

…

After a brief reunion, we left again.

After greeting Xiao Ying'er and the people from the Wu clan, Luo Diandian, with a slight anger on his forehead, pulled Lu Wuhui and flew away.

Sword Sect.

After learning the news from the Holy Ruins, Han Qing and Li Changfeng had already known what Lu Wuhui and Luo Diandian had done in the Abyss.

But the first thing they were curious about was——

How did Luo Diandian bring this kid Lu (junior brother) back from inside when he was in that state before?

There is also a space formation that can shuttle through the Abyss formation, and a large formation that is about to annihilate the entire Abyss ghost clan...

Everything seems so mysterious.

However, thinking about what the elders in the Holy Ruins said about Lu Wuhui's condition, he did not look like he had just entered the abyss.

Han Qing and Li Changfeng looked at each other, and already had some guesses in their minds.

When my eyes fell on the face of the figure in the sky, that feeling became more and more certain.

After landing, the two looked at each other. Han Qing looked at Luo Diandian, then at Lu Wuhui, and fell into their tightly clasped hands.

I already understand something.

Finally, he just sighed and smiled kindly, "You're back."

Li Changfeng also called out "Junior Brother" from the side.

Although the two had some past with Luo Diandian, they were still Lu Wuhui's elders after all.

It was impossible to explain what happened back then. Instead of getting caught up in the resentment, it was better to move on from it. Luo Diandian didn't want to dwell on it anymore.

"Elder Han, Deputy Director Li."

Luo Diandian bowed and greeted him, his tone as normal, as if nothing had happened.

Lu Wuhui looked at her profile with a polite smile on his face. He paused, then turned his head and nodded slightly to the two of them.

Seeing Lu Wuhui's greeting to them, Han Qing and Li Changfeng didn't know what they felt, and they actually had an urge to cry.

Compared to the man who once kept everyone at a distance and was only filled with endless indifference, they were actually somewhat glad that he was like this now.

Since childhood, as his uncle, Han Qing had seen his thin body and his persistence in practicing sword under the moon day after day.

When Li Changfeng was young, he always wanted to share with him what he saw and heard in the mortal world, but when he saw his cold eyes and his tender hands picking up the martial arts techniques and looking at them, he could only stop.

But what can he do about the pain? They were the ones who led Lu Wuhui down this path.

But now, seeing him finally break free from his own shackles, the torment they had been suffering in their hearts seemed to be relieved as well.

After so many years, how could they not have any feelings for Lu Wuhui?