Chapter 280 Return to the Sect
"Old deer..."
Ning Daoran looked at the Chaos Sect in the drizzle and whispered, "How should we return to the sect? Should we disguise ourselves and go up the mountain to have a look? Or should we use earth escape to go up the mountain and secretly take a look at our former fellow disciples? Or... return to the sect with our own identities?"
“Ahhhh~~~”
The big stupid deer rubbed his shoulders, indicating that they were both gentlemen and there was no need to do anything hidden.
"OK!"
Ning Daoran turned the storage ring, and suddenly two things that he valued very much flew out of the storage ring. They were the jade talismans of a man and a deer, which were already incomplete and had lost their magic power.
"Let's go up the mountain from the mountain gate!"
“Ahhh~~~”
…
In the continuous drizzle, Ning Daoran was dressed in a blue shirt, with the aura of the golden elixir flowing on its own without being stained by a drop of rain.
Like a big stupid deer, his whole body exudes the sacred aura of a Jindan-stage spirit beast. When he left the sect, he was only in the foundation-building stage, but now he is very close to the middle stage of the Jindan stage. He walks with his head held high.
"Two seniors..."
The one guarding the mountain gate was an outer sect elder in the early stage of foundation building, a middle-aged cultivator dressed in dark blue clothes. He could sense the golden elixir aura of Ning Daoran and Bai Lu, especially Ning Daoran, who was already in the middle stage of golden elixir!
In the Chaos Sect, the Golden Core Stage is very impressive, and there is only one Sect Master who is at the Golden Core Stage, and the mid-stage Golden Core Stage… is even higher than the Sect Master’s cultivation! Ning Daoran spread out his five fingers, and two identity jade talismans were suspended in the air and rotated, emitting a bright glow, and said: "My fellow Daoist, we were once members of the Chaos Sect. We left the sect for many years, and today we want to come back and take a look."
"you……"
This outer sect elder was nearly seventy years old, and Ning Daoran had left the sect sixty years ago, when this outer sect elder hadn't even gone up the mountain! In addition, Ning Daoran had always been low-key in the sect, and his presence was extremely weak, so it was normal for this outer sect elder not to recognize him.
"May I ask, Senior..."
The outer sect elder said in fear and trepidation: "Which peak or hall were you in the sect? What position did you hold? I will also record it down so that I can give an explanation to the sect."
"Qiongbi Peak, Peak Master."
"oh?"
The outer sect elder's five fingers flew, flipping through the sect roster frantically, and finally saw this person's name on a few extremely old pages of paper.
Ning Daoran, the leader of Qiongbi Peak, left the sect. Cultivation level: initial stage of foundation building, age: one hundred and forty, remarks: no hope of forming an elixir, living a life of wandering in retirement.
This record was made sixty years ago.
Who would have thought that the person who was stated in the notes to be unable to form a golden elixir is now actually in the middle stage of the golden elixir!
"Found it..."
The outer sect elder was delighted: "It turned out to be Master Ning...Master, please come up the mountain. It's okay to go around and have fun."
He casually wrote the word "return to the clan" in the notes of the visitor list. When Ning Daoran saw it, he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.
"Okay, thank you."
Ning Daoran brought the big stupid deer with him, but did not fly, but just walked along the mountain path.
The elder in charge of guarding the mountain gate looked cautious and quickly sent out a sound transmission note, saying that this matter must be reported to the sect leaders immediately. A Jindan-stage cultivator going up the mountain was no small matter! ...
In the drizzle, a man and a deer walked straight to the back mountain.
There are many tombs in the back mountain.
He saw the scene he least wanted to see. He saw a tomb standing in one of the graves. The tombstone was covered with mottled moss, and the words on it could be vaguely seen.
Tomb of Elder Lin Sheng.
Suddenly, Ning Daoran's heart felt like it was stabbed by a knife.
He is already two hundred years old this year, and Lin Sheng is ten years older than him, so if Lin Sheng is still alive this year, he would be two hundred and ten years old.
Although Ning Daoran also gave Lin Sheng the longevity elixir, Lin Sheng was brave and diligent throughout his life, and he was fearless when working for the sect. He had many hidden injuries in his early years, and he must have also suffered a lot of injuries after he became a foundation-building cultivator.
Therefore, Lin Sheng did not live to the ideal age for the longevity elixir.
"Brother Lin..."
Ning Daoran knelt slowly and said softly: "Lao Lu and I have returned to the sect to see you..."
The breeze messes up the raindrops, leaving only the bluestone silent.
“Ahhh~~”
The big stupid deer also knelt down and called softly.
"Brother Lin..."
Ning Daoran frowned and said, "In fact, I lied to you about many things back then. In fact... I had already cultivated the True Yang Furnace Art to the point of returning to the original state. In fact, I had already mastered the Evergreen Art to perfection. In fact, when I left the sect, I was already in the late stage of foundation building, and was only one step away from being promoted to the Golden Core..."
His eyes turned red: "Brother Lin, since I came to Chaos Sect, you are the first person who truly treats me as a junior brother and treats me well. I, Ning Daoran, will remember this friendship for the rest of my life!"
"Brother, I am now in the middle stage of the Golden Core. In the future... it shouldn't be a problem to advance to the Nascent Soul stage. Since you have already fallen asleep here, you should have a good rest. I will help you see the scenery from a higher place..."
At the side, the white deer cried out a few times, full of sorrow.
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Night, Qiongbi Peak.
Ning Daoran arrived gracefully, and everything in Lingtian Courtyard No. 77 remained the same as before. Even Lingtian Courtyard No. 78 where Chen Weimo once lived had not changed at all. Everything was exactly the same as it was back then. Presumably, someone had been constantly repairing it.
"Finally I'm back, nothing has changed..."
Ning Daoran looked at the unchanged courtyard and smiled.
“Ahhh~~~”
The big stupid deer wagged its tail, looking exactly the same as when it left.
"Squeak~~"
The door of the courtyard opened, the small cloud and mist array dissipated, and an extremely beautiful woman walked out. She was wearing a long dress, graceful and elegant, and exuded the aura of a late foundation building stage.
"Young Master..."
Chen Yuzhu looked at the man and the deer in front of her and felt as if she were in another world. The young man in the blue shirt was still the same as he was sixty years ago, without any sign of aging.
"Sir, is that you?"
Chen Yuzhu burst into tears.
"It's me, Yuzhu, are you okay?"
"well……"
Chen Yuzhu wiped her tears. After all, she was the current head of the Chen family. She cried and said, "Sir, since you are home, please come in quickly. I will make tea for you right away."
In the courtyard, even the furnishings remained unchanged.
Ning Daoran felt a little emotional. How could ordinary furniture and furnishings survive sixty years? They would have been old and damaged long ago. Every brick, every blade of grass, every piece of furniture here was made from scratch.
Chen Yuzhu is thoughtful.
"Sir, have some tea."
Chen Yuzhu brought two cups of spiritual tea and then knelt in front of Ning Daoran.
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"Yuzhu, you are in the late stage of foundation building, that's great..."
Ning Daoran took a sip of the spiritual tea from his hometown and said, "If I remember correctly, you should be 115 years old this year. At this age, you are in the late stage of foundation building... well, you have a chance to form a pill!"
Chen Yuzhu blushed: "Master, you are too kind. Yuzhu has only been diligently practicing the Changqing Jue given by you, and then she reached the late stage of foundation building."
"Um."
Ning Daoran said: "You are in the late stage of foundation building, and you are already the best person under the sect master. Didn't the sect invite you to serve as an inner sect elder or something like that?"
"Yes, but I refused."
Chen Yuzhu said: "I want to stay at Qiongbi Peak and guard this family business. Otherwise, if the young master and Uncle Lu come back one day, I'm afraid they will feel uncomfortable if they don't see anyone they know."
Many years later, Chen Yuzhu has become more considerate.
In fact, Chen Yuzhu has naturally had a hurdle in her heart for all these years. No matter how well she does, in Ning Daoran's heart, she can never compare to her master Chen Weimo. Chen Weimo is the moonlight in Ning Daoran's heart.
However, the more this happened, the more Chen Yuzhu wanted to tell Ning Daoran that she loved him wholeheartedly as well.
"Someone is coming."
Ning Daoran suddenly became alert and said with a smile, "It's an acquaintance."
As he spoke, he waved his hand gently and said, "Since you are already here, come in and have a cup of tea."
Outside the courtyard stood two middle-aged foundation-building monks.
One is Zhou Qingshan. He is now in the middle stage of foundation building, nearly 120 years old. How to say it, his hope of forming a pill is not very great. When he reaches the perfection of foundation building, his blood and magic power are destined to not be able to keep up, not to mention that he may not be able to reach the perfection of foundation building.
Back then, when Ning Daoran brought Zhou Qingshan to the Chaos Sect, he could see that he had talent, but this talent was only limited to the Foundation Establishment Stage. In fact, it was enough. Over the years, Zhou Qingshan, who was in the Foundation Establishment Stage, had been thriving in the Chaos Sect, and his status was increasing day by day. He could give back to Longxiang Village and make the village shine.
The other person is Lin Yun.
Lin Yun's spiritual roots are slightly better than Zhou Qingshan's, but he took a detour in his early years and wasted a lot of time, so he is also in the middle stage of foundation building. Basically, his future ending will be similar to Zhou Qingshan's. The chance of forming a pill will not be very high. If he wants to give it a try, the risk will inevitably be great. If he is not careful, he will end up like Chen Ping'er.
"Uncle Ning!"
Lin Yun walked into the courtyard with a smile on his face: "You're back!"
"Yes, it's Lin Yun." Ning Daoran smiled back.
"Grandfather! Deer Ancestor!"
Zhou Qingshan entered the courtyard and bowed respectfully.
"Qingshan, how are you?"
Ning Daoran smiled and nodded: "Come in, don't be polite."
"yes!"
After the two of them sat down, Lin Yun looked at Ning Daoran and said, "Uncle Ning, are you in the middle stage of the Golden Core?"
"Um."
Ning Daoran said: "I occasionally found some opportunities outside, it was just luck."
Lin Yun knew very well that this was no fluke. When his father was still alive, he had warned him that Uncle Ning was a man of great talent and should never be underestimated.
Zhou Qingshan said: "Grandfather, are you returning to the sect this time... to stay and revive our Chaos Sect? Or... are you leaving?"
"I'm leaving just to come back and take a look."
Ning Daoran said, "The world outside is vast and there are too many unknowns waiting for me and Lao Lu to explore. You should stay in Chaos Sect and practice well. You should try your best to form a pill."
"yes."
The three juniors nodded in unison.
Ning Daoran looked towards the direction of Zixiao Peak and said, "I can't sense the aura of my Junior Sister Han Bing at all. Is she in seclusion?"
"Exactly."
Lin Yun said: "The Sect Master went out some time ago and is now in seclusion. However, the news of your return has spread, Uncle Ning, so the Sect Master should be out soon."
"good."
Ning Daoran nodded and waited for his junior sister at Qiongbi Peak.
…
Not long after, another person flew over from afar. Judging from the direction, he should have come from Zhenyang Peak. A dozen inner disciples stayed outside. Only a handsome young cultivator came to the front of the courtyard and said respectfully, "Junior Lin Ye, I pay my respects to my uncle!"
"Who is Lin Ye?" Ning Daoran was surprised.
Chen Yuzhu smiled and said, "This Lin Ye is now a popular figure in the sect. He is the descendant of Uncle Lin Sheng and is now the head of Zhenyang Peak. He is extremely talented!"
(End of this chapter)