It feels hazy, as if in another world.
The face with the sunny smile and the confident vision for the future slowly walked out of my memory and overlapped with the person in front of me.
Unfortunately, I can only see a vague shadow between the eyebrows, and I can never go back to my original appearance.
The sound is a bit hoarse, which makes people feel uncomfortable.
"...In the end, my good junior sister died in the main hall of Lingyun Sect."
"Since then, no one knows where the spiritual stones have gone."
"Every monk is like a madman, and every rumor is like a bloody storm."
Thinking back to those days, she felt resentment and fear.
Every junior fellow student, even the uncles and masters who had returned from the front, looked at her with suspicion.
Liu Xingzhi's incident still brought her huge hidden dangers.
This was also the most important reason that forced her to cooperate with the Fang family to capture Lingyunmen from both inside and outside.
Fang Zhengxin, the eldest son of the Fang family, became her Taoist partner, and the Fang family helped her become a golden elixir.
Until he was seriously injured on the front line and his life was cut short.
The Fang family finally revealed its true face.
It was this old ancestor who found her alone and asked her where the spirit stones were.
At that moment, she finally emerged from the illusion.
It turns out that I have always suspected that she has the clue of the spiritual stone.
If she was fine, relying on her talent, the Fang family would not ask too many questions. After all, she still had value, and she would tell the truth herself sooner or later.
But she had no possibility of going any further, so the Fang family naturally didn't want to wait any longer. If Fang Zhengxin hadn't stopped her, she didn't dare to imagine what she would face.
Everything went smoothly for her, but then there was chaos in the sect, she betrayed the sect, her path was cut off, and she was backstabbed by her husband's family. These multiple shocks led to her current state.
She was filled with resentment. Now in the Fang family, even Fang Zhengxin and her Taoist partner kept their distance from her.
Cheng Qian interrupted Mu Qingling.
He stood up and took two steps.
"Come with me to Lingyun Gate later."
Mu Qingling was stunned for a moment, and Fang Borui immediately agreed.
"Qingling, being able to be your guide is a blessing for you and our Fang family. Why don't you thank me quickly?"
"Yes, I will follow your instructions, Senior."
That was how it was back then. I said, "I'll take you back to Lingyunmen."
In the luxurious flying boat, Cheng Qian sat behind the table and Mu Qingling stood aside.
"Do you feel resentment towards your junior sister?"
"To answer Senior, it is impossible to say that I don't feel resentment. After all, she was the source of it. But it is not right to blame her entirely. After all, she is already dead."
"Are there any disciples left in Lingyun Sect now?"
"There is one, but he is also a pitiful man."
"Let me tell you, I like traveling and listening to stories."
"Yes, this is one of my senior brothers."
"If he hadn't gone to the frontline, perhaps the ending of Lingyun Sect would have been completely different."
"My little junior sister wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have ended up like this, and even my senior brother wouldn't have ended up like this."
"Please sit down and talk slowly."
Cheng Qian waved his hand, and a small table appeared on the ground with a cup of spiritual tea on it.
"Thank you for the reward, senior."
Mu Qingling took a sip of the spiritual tea and her eyes lit up. This was the best spiritual tea she had ever tasted, with a rich spiritual energy.
But then it dimmed again. This kind of spiritual object was indeed useless to her.
"That senior brother was originally a couple with the junior sister, but unfortunately, he was unlucky. He had just established his foundation when a monster attacked the border, so he had to go to the front line."
"I narrowly escaped death there, but by the time I returned to the sect, the person was gone."
"No matter what his purpose was before, he was really a little emotional at that time. The sect was in chaos at that time, and several ancestors were extremely dissatisfied with the golden elixir in the family."
"Brother has gone to the front lines again, away from the sect's turmoil."
"When he came back again, it was when Patriarch Haoyu passed away. I watched him from afar. At that time, I and several of my fellow disciples stood against him."
"Those forces launched an attack that day."
"It is said that my brother managed to escape, and there has been no news of him since."
"Until more than a decade ago, a crazy Jindan cultivator appeared in Lingyun Sect's territory."
Cheng Qian took a sip of the spiritual tea in the cup.
"Is that your senior brother?"
"Senior, you have a keen eye, and it is my senior brother."
"No one knows what he has been through, nor how he became a golden elixir. He is just wandering around Lingyun Gate, not looking like a golden elixir at all. It seems that he is looking for something."
Cheng Qian had no ill feelings toward Mu Qingling, nor did he have any good feelings toward her, he just felt indifferent toward her.
Whether betraying the sect or joining the Fang family, it's all for the sake of practice.
For a Nascent Soul cultivator like him, there is no absolute good or evil, right or wrong, only stance.
Every cultivator is greedy. Mu Qingling in front of him is like this, as is the crazy Xiao Wenchuan. Even the Fang family and Lingyun Sect are like this.
He is even more so.
The only difference is that he won in the end. Amidst all the greed and calculations, he finally made it to the end and plucked the biggest and sweetest fruit.
But they failed and lost everything.
For Mu Qingling, there is a cause and effect, but it is all based on his kindness.
Is Cheng Qian kind-hearted?
"A small Jindan sect can be so wonderful."
“This world is still too big.”
"You should go out and have a look when you have the chance in the future."
Mu Qingling nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Soon, they arrived at Lingyun Gate.
It was still as ethereal as before, and didn't look like it had been breached at all.
The monks were also bustling about.
Every time Mu Qingling saw this scene, she felt like she was dreaming of Lingyun Sect.
This is now the third-level immortal city, Chuiyun City, which is jointly controlled by several Jindan forces.
"It's very prosperous, how does it compare to the Lingyunmen period?"
"Lingyunmen is not as good as it is now."
Cheng Qian flew the flying boat directly above the Chuiyunfang City.
The monks in the city all cried out in surprise.
"Look, look, there are actually cultivators who dare to fly to the top of Chuiyun City."
"Humph, this is the territory jointly maintained by the Jindan forces in Anshun Prefecture. You are so brave."
Several monks, with the arrogance of being monks from Chuiyun City, criticized the flying boat floating in the sky.
However, those who say things like this are all young Qi Chain Monks.
A Foundation Establishment cultivator pulled back a boastful Qi Chain cultivator from the crowd on the street. It seemed that he was his own nephew.
"You're talking nonsense."
"To be able to swagger around like this above Chuiyun City, he must have something to rely on. You, be careful with your words."
"We ordinary monks can watch and listen, but we should talk less, not talk at all, or even not watch, listen, or talk at all, so that we can live longer. Do you understand?"
The young monk had a look of displeasure on his face. He felt very embarrassed that his uncle did this in front of his friends.
He snorted and said no more.
But I muttered in my heart, what could happen?
If the sky collapses, there is Chuiyun City and those Jindan forces to hold it up.
"I don't know which fellow Taoist is visiting. If you had informed us in advance, we would have set up a formation to welcome you. Isn't it a bit rude to be so reckless?"
Four Jindan appeared in the sky above Chuiyun City. They were all at the fourth or fifth level of Jindan, which was the highest combat power among the Jindan forces.
Cheng Qian had been restraining his breath, looked at the several Jindans and the opened formation below, and nodded.
These Jindan forces have made a lot of money with the help of Chuiyun City over the years, otherwise they would not attach so much importance to it.
Cheng Qian walked out of the flying boat and hovered there.
A huge pressure emanated from his body, and the light of the formation of Chuiyun City became even brighter due to the pressure of the momentum.
"Nascent Soul!"
"Why, I'm staying here for a while, you guys don't welcome me?"
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