After seeing Guan Shanyue and Guan Zhan off, the two returned to their room in the inn.

Ling Yunpo quickly entered into a state of meditation, but An Zhisu was a little confused and couldn't calm down.

She felt something was wrong with her.

In the past, if Ling Yunpo wanted to leave Qingluo Peak, although she would be sad and painful, she would not force him to stay.

Because the reason is very obvious: there is no master in the Qingluo Peak lineage.

Without a teacher and without the sect's attention, what's the difference between him and a casual cultivator?

In addition, Junior Brother Ling possesses the qualification of "natural sword bones", so there is naturally no need for him to be trapped in Qingluo Peak.

Not to mention anything else, there were two times when people came to recruit us.

One was Ziyun Peak, and the other was the ancestor of the Guan family. Although I was heartbroken at that time, I was still willing to let my junior brother make his own choice.

If my junior fellow apprentice wants to leave, even if I am reluctant, I will not force him to stay.

However, when she heard Guan Shanyue talking about Guan Zhan joining Kunlun, she subconsciously thought about what would happen if her junior brother left. The first thought that popped into her mind was to teach him a lesson like Guan Shanyue did, force him to change his mind, and keep him in Qingluo Peak.

After all, Guan Zhan was born into the Guan family and had noble blood, so Guan Shanyue could not tolerate his betrayal.

But Junior Brother Ling...what kind of identity do I hold myself to have such overbearing thoughts as to force him not to leave?

Thinking of this, An Zhisu felt a little terrified.

It was as if I suddenly realized that I was no longer the same person I used to be.

After a night of anxiety, I woke up the next day with dark circles under my eyes.

"Hey, Senior Sister." Ling Yunpo bumped into her in the corridor and asked with concern, "Why do you look so haggard? Did you fail to enter into meditation last night?"

"It's okay." An Zhisu smiled helplessly and didn't answer. She just looked around and said, "It's probably less than half an hour from here to my hometown. Let's go."

The two men left Jiankang City, found a deserted place, and flew up together on their swords.

After crossing the Yangtze River and turning northeast, we soon arrived at an old village deep in the mountains.

The village is located in the mountains. Although transportation is inconvenient, it can avoid war when the world is in turmoil. Therefore, it is very peaceful and quiet, and has not changed much in hundreds of years.

"We will quietly enter the village later and not let the villagers see us." An Zhisu said softly, looking at the houses in the valley in the distance.

"Why?" Ling Yunpo asked curiously, "After so many years, do they still recognize me?"

"I come back every ten years, and I always recognize someone." An Zhisu sighed, "It's better to have less trouble than more."

Ling Yunpo let out an "oh" and immediately understood.

People who practice Taoism often choose to keep a low profile when traveling in the world and try not to reveal their identities.

Probably because if it was seen by mortals, a lot of people would come to ask for help from the immortals and medicine, which would be very troublesome.

An Zhisu's case is even more special. Her mother is buried here, and the tomb is inconvenient to move, so she can only rely on the villagers to take care of it.

In this way, it would not be a good idea to alienate the villagers. After all, my senior sister is not the kind of person who is heartless and ungrateful.

The two of them quietly made a circle and came to the mountain behind the village, where they saw graves of various sizes on the hillside.

The tomb of An Zhisu's mother is located on the top of the highest mountain.

Landing in front of the tomb, Ling Yunpo looked carefully and found that there was a lot of dust and fallen leaves around the tomb, but the weeds were not growing well. Someone must have swept the tomb here a few months ago.

He casually made a hand gesture and the Taoist magic on the Qingping Sword was activated. Then, water-based sword energy like rain swept past, sweeping away all the dust, fallen leaves and weeds in front of the grave.

An Zhisu took out the offerings, chicken, duck, fish, goose, and eight-treasure dry pot, and placed them one by one in front of his mother's grave. He then took out an incense burner and lit sandalwood.

As a person who practices cultivation, you should not believe in these things.

After all, it is well known to everyone that after death, the soul goes to the underworld and then is reincarnated.

The fact that Senior Sister came here to offer sacrifices now was more of a ritualistic significance than a practical one, so Ling Yunpo also helped take out the cushion and placed it in front of the tombstone.

An Zhisu waved his hand and did not take the cushion. Instead, he knelt down on the bluestone slab, paid homage, then bowed his head, closed his eyes, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and began to pray for his deceased mother.

Ling Yunpo saw her lips move slightly, just like the "prayer to the master" in Qingluo Peak. He thought to himself, "I don't know if the master can hear it, but your mother definitely can't hear it."

Anyway, I just want some comfort...

His eyes fell on the tombstone and suddenly he became distracted again.

No one knew how gentle and beautiful this master's wife, An Susu, was when she was alive, but she could actually move a man like Su Jian, who was so arrogant and heartless, to change his mind from forgetting love to cultivating love, shocking almost the entire Shushan.

Take a close look at Senior Sister An's profile. She has such a delicate and beautiful face. Combined with Su Jian who appeared in the secret realm of the Li Palace, he is a perfect middle-aged handsome man. I think the appearance of the master's wife will not be too bad.

An Zhisu finished praying, opened her eyes and stood up. For some reason, her face turned slightly red, and no one knew what she said to her mother.

"Junior brother." She said gently, "Okay, let's go back."

"Senior Sister, I was asked by someone to go to Kuaiji County when I am free." Ling Yunpo said tentatively, "I just happened to come to Yangzhou this time, so I want to finish my business before returning to Shushan."

"Okay." An Zhisu nodded, "I'll go with you."

Here she is, this is my senior sister! Ling Yunpo was deeply moved.

If it were Junior Sister Xu, Miss Shi and Witch Jiang, how could they agree so easily without even asking any questions?

Only my senior sister, who has unreserved trust in me, would agree to go with me so readily.

"Before leaving, there is one more thing to do." An Zhisu suddenly said.

She and Ling Yunpo turned into sword lights, flew towards the village one after the other, and quickly landed in the backyard of a house.

There was a woman dressed as a farmer in the backyard. She was feeding chickens when she suddenly saw someone falling from the sky. She was so scared that she almost screamed.

Instead, the old lady next to her reacted quickly. She pulled her into her arms and covered her mouth.

"I hope Madam Gui is well." An Zhisu nodded in greeting.

"All right, all right." The old woman said with a smile, "Old An has gone out. Would you like to have a meal here and rest for a while?"

"Who is this?" An Zhisu did not answer, but turned his gaze to the unfamiliar woman next to him.

"My daughter-in-law has been married for about five or six years." The old woman explained hurriedly, "The immortal comes once every ten years. She has never had the chance to see him before. This time she almost offended him. I am sorry, I am sorry..."

"No problem." An Zhisu took out a pill bottle from his sleeve. It was a "Turbidity-avoiding Pill" that was commonly used in Taoist sects to regulate the body constitution. He placed it on the ground. "I also want to thank the village chief for taking care of my mother over the years."

"No thanks, no thanks." The old woman waved her hand and stared at the pill bottle on the ground. "After all, we are all from our village and have the same surname. It is only natural that we should take care of you."

"Since the village chief is not here, I will leave." An Zhisu turned around and said, "Junior brother?"

"Well, let's go." Ling Yunpo nodded.

The two men once again soared into the sky on their swords and disappeared.

The woman finally broke free from her mother-in-law's arms, picked up the pill bottle on the ground, and said hesitantly:

"Mom, this..."

"Give it to me!" The old woman snatched the pill bottle and first confirmed that there were pills inside. Then she solemnly warned, "Except for your father-in-law and me, no one else can be told about this! Including your husband and those troublesome uncles and nephews!"

"I see." The woman also understood and said excitedly, "Is there an elixir in there?"

"No matter what disease you have, just take one pill and you'll be fine!" the old woman said in a trembling voice, "It's definitely a magic pill..."