The body of Taoist Gumu suddenly weathered away, and a wisp of demonic energy rose from it and flew away into the distance.

"This Taoist Gu Mu is a demon."

Seeing Taoist Gumu die, the sound of the Green Snake Sword was heard.

Su Yunqing heard this and nodded indifferently.

"Of course, I knew it when I tested the sword on the sea of ​​blood."

The Green Snake Sword was a little surprised. The sword body that was wrapped around Su Yunqing's arm suddenly forked and stabbed Su Yunqing hard.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? How dare you get close to someone like this?"

Su Yunqing collected the fragments of the spirit boat from all around and piled them up into a mound, which he regarded as the tomb of Taoist Gumu.

Only then did he set up a formation to gather his energy, and silently sat cross-legged on the ground to recover his magic power.

"What's the point? The identities we took up when entering the robbery domain all secretly conform to the logic of reality. If you say so, isn't it the same as digging up other people's secrets? Don't ask if you shouldn't ask!

Besides, I wasn't the first one to approach him. Daoist Fellow Gumu, didn't you approach me in the wild a long time ago?"

Green Snake Sword was silent for a moment, and finally understood Su Yunqing's logic.

I couldn't help but feel a little helpless, as it was a kind of doting that elders showed towards their children and grandchildren.

"You, only after you have suffered losses and been cheated, will you be at ease."

…

To Fengxian County.

It is just the beginning of autumn and the hottest time of the year has not yet arrived, so there are many pedestrians on the road.

The streets are bustling with vendors. Various shops in the city are lined up on the streets, attracting merchants from all over to linger and rest.

The hurried sound of horse hooves and horse bits came from the official road, passing through the city wall, raising a large amount of dust and the sound of ginkgo trees shaking.

This is the vanguard of the team that came back to report casualties and harvest the goods during the pioneering mission this month.

Even the sentinels who were far away from the danger were almost all injured, with broken limbs and frosted faces.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves was heard and the pedestrians on the street retreated to both sides.

In the crowd, there was an old man who looked very energetic and stood straight, but had wrinkles and spots on his face. He was carrying a stack of medicine bags and silently watched the group of people go away.

"Hey, have you heard that during this pioneering effort, a statue of a lewd temple from the previous dynasty was accidentally dug out from the ground. Almost instantly, everyone who got close turned into bones."

"Fortunately, a passing immortal descended from the sky and took away the statue of the temple. Otherwise... I don't think anyone would have come back alive."

"This world...is difficult, difficult, difficult!"

The medicine bag in his hand was still swaying gently, and Li Qinglin silently watched the backs of the sentinels as they quickly left.

"The statue of the temple of lust..."

Li Qinglin muttered to himself.

Sudden,

He seemed to have sensed something, and within the range of his soul, like a drop of water falling into a pond, it caused some ripples.

He turned back suddenly, his eyes passing through the bustling streets, and saw a figure in white clothes, like a wandering prodigal son, standing outside the city wall.

His eyebrows were as white as snow, and he was thin and indifferent. Standing at this distance, Li Qinglin could even smell the faint aroma of wine.

And on this person's shoulder sat a stone monkey, carved vividly, with a lively face and bright eyes, as if it would blink at the next moment.

The stone statue still has traces of mud from being unearthed.

Strange people, passers-by rub shoulders with each other, and the road under the city gate is full of cars.

But all the pedestrians subconsciously walked around him and didn't even notice him.

"Junji Daxiu?"

Master Chunji is a famous foundation-building cultivator among the three mountains of Qingshitan.

It’s not that he has done anything shocking or that his Taoism is profound.

In fact, there are very few people who have actually seen Chunji Daxiu.

Master Chunji has been in seclusion deep in the Hundred Flowers Valley for many years and never leaves the cave. The most recent time he went there was when the Yinyu Treasure House of the Cha family was opened, and Master Chunji went to ask for the 'Golden Flying Yeast' that had been borrowed by the Cha family for decades and had not been returned.

I met Li Qinglin once.

But now, what was this reclusive Chunji master doing in Wangfeng County, which was under the jurisdiction of Yuxu Sect? Moreover, could the monkey statue sitting on his shoulder be the same as the Yin Temple statue he found during this land reclamation?

Li Qinglin pondered in his heart, retracted his gaze, and suddenly looked up in the sky, in the direction of Yuxu Sect. He seemed to have realized something, and then slowly walked towards Li Mansion.

Outside the city gate, Chunji Daxiu paused for a moment on a stone tablet - Zhanxiantai. He had an indifferent expression and a tranquil and far-sighted temperament.

"He killed an immortal with his mortal skills, and the Yuxu Sect had to swallow his anger... Li Qinglin? This guy is a wonderful person. If there is a chance, drinking and chatting with him would be a feast."

Chunji Daxiu sighed.

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Buzz buzz buzz~ The stone monkey on the shoulder seemed to be shaking restlessly, and its eyes were emitting a faint light. The stone clothes on its body turned into pieces and fell down.

Snap!

Master Chunji slapped the stone monkey hard on the head, and the stone monkey immediately became obedient and motionless, like a dead object.

"You naughty monkey, don't be ungrateful. It's your good fortune to catch you and take you back to the wine jar to soak."

As he spoke, Master Chunji looked up, and his gaze seemed to pass through the vast white clouds and saw an immortal mountain.

“But before that, I have to let some people know that I, Chunji, am not someone to be trifled with!

I was just sitting at home quietly, and someone threw the blame on me?!"

…

Li Xian lay weakly on the bed, her neck was blue and white, her eyes were sunken, and her cheeks were thin, but her expression was calm, and there was an incomparable peace in her turbid eyes.

"Lin'er, after mom left, I just hope you can come home often. Even if I'm gone, I still have Qingjing and Qingqing.

As long as your family is there, you will never be alone, your roots are there.”

After taking the medicine soup prepared by Li Qinglin himself, Li Xian grabbed Li Qinglin's hand and said forcefully.

No one knows a child better than his mother.

Although Li Qinglin activated the Dao Palace's Divine Acupoint to lock up the essence and blood inside and outside, he disguised himself as an old, decaying man.

But Li Qinglin's relaxed demeanor and the defiant gleam in his eyes could not be hidden from Li Xianshi.

Brother Lin, you haven't changed at all in all these years...

Li Qinglin was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I don't need to worry, mother."

The calming spell brushed over Li Xian's body, and she slowly fell asleep.

Li Qinglin gently pushed open the door and saw Li Qingjing and Li Qingqing who seemed to have been standing outside the door.

The two of them looked at him with slightly questioning eyes.

Li Qinglin nodded: "Around the beginning of next month..."

Li Xian's life has been extended for more than two years. Now, his body is like a sieve, leaking air everywhere. He has reached the point where even gods are powerless to save him.

Although Li Qinglin had a way to barely keep Li Xian alive for a while.

But perhaps, it would cause Li Xian to lose her dignity as a human being.

Leaving without pain or illness may be the greatest filial piety to Li Xianshi.

(End of this chapter)