Three days later, Xiao Wenchuan was brought to the cave where Cheng Qian lived.
Cheng Qian sat on the platform, looking at the sunset in the distance.
Caught a glimpse of the old friend.
Xiao Wenchuan's hair was fluffy and there were some weeds on it.
His clothes were tattered and his face was black, as if he was fleeing.
It was very similar to the scene when Xiao Wenchuan first met Xu Luoshui.
It's just that the roles are reversed.
Cheng Qian felt a little emotional. In his opinion, Xiao Wenchuan had always been a meticulous decorator.
He is elegant and dignified, and his appearance is spotless, always displaying the spirit of a senior brother of the inner sect.
But at this moment, the difference is like heaven and earth.
"Brother Xiao, it is this Yuanying Zhenjun who wants to find you and hear your story."
"Hehehe, my story. Hehehe, my story."
Mu Qingling sighed.
"Senior, Brother Xiao is sometimes lucid, and sometimes crazy like this."
"I'm not in a good mood."
"That's what you said, Senior."
Xiao Wenchuan heard this.
I don’t know whether I am awake or not.
After Mu Qingling finished speaking, he spoke unhappily.
"My junior sister is gone, my master is gone, my sect is gone, and my Nascent Soul is gone too. Woohoo, I can't find my master, I can't find my sect, and I can't find my junior sister."
"I can't find it. I can't find it."
"I have been searching for a long, long time."
Cheng Qian shook his head.
Xiao Wenchuan grew up in the sect and practiced with the Jindan master.
It can be said that Lingyunmen carried everything for him.
He thought of various ways to gain the recognition of the monks in the sect.
He aspires to become the sect leader, achieve Golden Elixir, and even has the ambition to become the first native Yuanying in Anshun Prefecture.
He brought his sect to monopolize an entire prefecture.
It was exactly as he said, all gone.
However, this state of mind is too bad.
Not only him, Cheng Qian also discovered that there was almost no concept of cultivating the mind in the world of immortal cultivation.
Just practice hard and make breakthroughs hard.
Although it is said that there is a life span tribulation after reaching the stage of Spiritual Transformation, most cultivators cannot reach this stage at all.
Once you get stuck in the maze, it's hard to get out.
Although he was confused, he didn't think too deeply about it, as it was not his turn to do so.
Seeing Xiao Wenchuan like this now.
Cheng Qian decided to help him.
"I was planning to listen to a story, but now I can't listen to it."
"I can't hear it anymore, hehehe, I can't hear it anymore, hehehe."
"If it's as you said, he was a brilliant man back then, it's sad to see him fall to this state now."
"It's so sad, hehehe, it's so sad, hehehe."
"Look, is this person next to you your junior sister?"
"Junior sister? Junior sister!"
Xiao Wenchuan looked at Mu Qingling.
You can vaguely see that he looks a little younger.
"Junior sister, junior sister, you are my junior sister."
"Brother."
"Junior Sister Luoshui, is that you? Junior Sister Luoshui, I've had so much trouble looking for you, wuwuwu."
Mu Qingling rolled her eyes.
It turns out that person was Xu Luoshui.
"Brother, Junior Sister Luoshui blew herself up in the sect's main hall."
"He blew himself up in the sect's main hall?"
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. At that time, Junior Sister Luoshui was blown up everywhere."
Mu Qingling didn't know why she said this.
She just felt a little happy when she said it.
"You lied to me, you lied to me!"
Cheng Qian looked at Mu Qingling. This guy had a lot of resentment towards his clone.
Then he looked at the crazy Xiao Wenchuan.
"Do you want to meet your junior sister, your master, and your fellow disciples?"
"I think, do you know where it is?"
Cheng Qian walked up to Xiao Wenchuan.
"Keep your head down. I'll take you to them."
"Okay, okay, hehehe, let's meet them, let's meet them."
Xiao Wenchuan lowered his head obediently.
Cheng Qian stretched out a hand and gently stroked his head.
He didn't care about the stains and the mess.
"You are in so much pain right now. What's the point of living in this world?"
"As a cultivator, if you don't dare to look directly into your own heart, your path to immortality has already been cut off."
After he finished speaking, the spiritual power condensed in his palm entered Xiao Wenchuan's sea of consciousness.
In just a moment, the sea of consciousness was shattered.
The Yuanying will touch your head and send you to heaven.
Xiao Wenchuan collapsed to the ground. His wide-open eyes showed a moment of clarity before slowly closing.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It was like he had really met those fellow disciples back in his heyday.
Mu Qingling, who was standing by, took a deep breath and her heart skipped a beat.
A Jindan cultivator died silently in front of her.
She thought that this Yuanying master was just trying to save Xiao Wenchuan.
I even thought about bringing Senior Brother Xiao into the Fang family after he recovers.
Then you can have a strong ally in the Fang family's golden elixir, and everyone can help each other.
She didn't expect it to be like this.
Saw Mu Qingling’s expression.
Cheng Qian smiled.
"Rather than letting him live in pain, it's better to let him transcend."
"I am a kind person and I cannot bear to see others suffer."
Mu Qingling forced a smile.
It turns out that if you can't bear to see others suffer, you just have to get rid of that person, and then no one will suffer in the future, right?
The way of thinking of this Yuanying Zhenjun is really different.
No wonder he can become a Nascent Soul.
Mu Qingling muttered to herself.
Even seeing Cheng Qian so calm and composed.
She felt that if Senior Brother Xiao was wiped out, she should jump up and say thank you before leaving.
"Take him away and clean him up, in a decent way."
"yes."
"By the way, take me to the nearby market in a few days. I've been here for a long time. It's almost time to go back."
"At your service at any time."
Cheng Qian waved and returned to the recliner.
I should reward myself for helping Xiao Wenchuan get rid of his pain and stop him from suffering.
With a flip of his hand, a pot of spirit wine appeared.
He just sat there, taking a sip now and then.
Watch the sunset disappear over the horizon quietly.
I took it for granted before that staying in such a marginal area was meaningless and you couldn't even catch any fish.
He didn't want to stay there any longer and planned to return to the fairy city in the boundless sea.
Only there can he display his fishing skills to the fullest.
At the same time, you can also take classes there, and the formations are becoming more and more difficult.
With one final trip to Qinglingfang, this short journey of spiritual return came to an end.
Two days later, Cheng Qian boarded the flying boat amidst the grand farewell of many Jindan cultivators in the city.
Flying slowly towards the market town under the jurisdiction of Chuiyun City.
Mu Qingling stood aside, directing the way.
After one after another, they finally arrived at Qinglingfang.
"Is this where the story you're talking about starts?"
"Yes, senpai, it all started from here."
"Let's go down and take a look."
Accompanied by Mu Qingling, he saw the spirit-testing stone again.
I took a walk around the former spiritual field.
I also chatted with two old farmers.
Cheng Qian felt that the two men were somewhat familiar, as if they were the descendants of the old spiritual farmers who had teased him back then.
Tsk, after saving for three lifetimes, the descendants are still spiritual farmers.
If you don’t try hard to cultivate immortality, you will always be wandering in the spiritual field.
Afterwards, Cheng Qian hesitated and did not fulfill his boast, so he smashed Qinglingfang.
Here, there are its own rules, and they change not just because of him, but have been the same from generation to generation.
Even if he destroyed it, there would be no Black Spirit House or White Spirit House in the future.
It is best for you to break free from the shackles of your own destiny.
Mu Qingling stood above the Fang family and watched Yuanying Zhenjun leave.
Holding a bottle of pills in his hand.
This is the reward given to her by her senior.
Her eyes were full of gratitude, but when she looked at the Fang family's golden elixir coming towards her, she returned to her old self, with even more hatred in her heart.
Cheng Qian, riding the flying boat, sailed away with the wind.
Without opening the formation, let the clothes float.
The way you go is the same way you came, and the way you come back is the same way you went.
Everything is over, never to be seen again.
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