It was three days later when Xiang Sheng woke up.
Aunt Wang quickly brought some light porridge and tonics. Seeing Xiang Sheng drinking the medicine obediently, her heart and eyes were filled with pity and heartache that she couldn't express.
Xiang Sheng didn't like such a look, but he didn't say anything. He ate and drank in silence and watched Aunt Wang leave.
She waited until Wang Tuo came in before she spoke, her voice hoarse, "How much did you say?"
"Not much."
Wang Tuo chuckled, "Old man and the others don't understand the turmoil in the world of cultivation, but based on what you did in Siji City, no one would think it was your fault."
Xiang Sheng was silent for a moment and said, "We have to go."
Wang Tuo was stunned for a moment and frowned, but did not refute.
It's time for them to go.
A moment later, Xiang Sheng changed into his original clothes and went to the outer room.
Aunt Wang immediately put down her work and came over with a frown on her face: "Xiao Sheng, what are you doing..."
Xiang Sheng smiled faintly, "Auntie, I'm sorry for bothering you these past few days. The snow has stopped outside, and Brother Wang and I are going to continue our journey."
"How can this be possible?"
Aunt Wang was anxious, "Your injury hasn't healed yet..."
"Let them go."
Old Mr. Lin, who was sitting by the stove, suddenly said, "After you leave, we will move out immediately. Stop worrying about those unnecessary things."
Xiang Sheng was startled when he heard this, then his smile softened, "I'll take note of this."
Aunt Wang seemed to understand the meaning behind their words. She knew she couldn't keep Xiang Sheng, and her eyes suddenly turned red. "Xiao Sheng, wait a moment, I have something for you."
Having said that, without waiting for Xiang Sheng to refuse, he turned and went into the inner room.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Old Man Lin waved towards Sheng and said, "Girl, come here."
Xiang Sheng didn't understand what was going on, so he walked over and sat opposite the stove.
Old Man Lin grinned and said, "You saved my life, and I haven't thanked you yet."
"Uncle, you're too serious. It was Auntie who covered up for me first..."
Xiang Sheng tried to explain half of this, but was stopped by Old Man Lin, "In the past, I also went out to explore the world and witnessed a lot of the styles of the cultivation world. I am very familiar with the faces of most cultivators.
There is not one person among millions who can be so kind to us old couple and not have that arrogance of claiming to be an immortal. "
At this point, Old Man Lin's eyes lit up with admiration. "I heard a little bit about your story from kid Wang. Even though I'm half buried in the earth, it's not in vain that I could meet a legendary figure in the world of cultivation."
Xiang Sheng was flattered, "Old man, you are too kind."
"This is something that is universally acknowledged in the cultivation world, so why should you be so modest?"
Old Man Lin waved his hand, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his aged voice carried the weight of time: "The road ahead is unclear, but your heart is strong enough. I believe that one day, the clouds will clear and the moon will shine."
Xiang Sheng heard this and nodded gently: "Junior will accept your instruction."
When Mr. Lin heard this, the smile on his face became even wider.
While the two were talking, Wang Tuo also drove the new carriage to the door.
Aunt Wang stuffed all the clothes, hats, shoes and socks made of animal skins into the carriage, and then gave Xiang Sheng a basket of gifts. Finally, she watched the carriage go away with red eyes.
Old Man Lin sighed secretly.
He also knew that after this separation, they might never see each other again in this life.
…
Not long after Xiang Sheng left, news about her spread like wildfire throughout the entire cultivation world.
After eight months, the four words "Lu's Witch" once again appeared before the eyes of many cultivators.
"The Lu family witch is still not dead?!"
"It's been eight months, and the demonic essence hasn't killed her yet?"
"You're really lucky!"
"But even if she didn't die, she's useless. Killing two Qi Refining Stage cultivators was so difficult, and someone leaked the news before she died. Is this still the Lu family demon who killed the Jindan Stage cultivator with a single sword strike?"
“…”
While discussions were going on, a considerable number of monks immediately set off for the Far North, but when they arrived, the hunter's stone house was already deserted.
No matter how many people came to investigate, there was no trace of Xiang Sheng to be found.
North of the Far North, the terrain is covered with glaciers year after year, and it is all mountainous and hilly, with no roads for horse-drawn carriages to pass.
Xiang Sheng and the others had no choice but to abandon the car and move forward again, blending into the snowy world.
"From here on, this is no longer the territory of the Thousand Star Palace."
Wang Tuo shielded Xiang Sheng from the cold wind as he walked forward, saying, "This place is sparsely populated and barren, so there's no need to worry about anyone chasing us."
He pulled his hood closer and asked, "How long will it take?"
Wang Tuo showed an indescribable expression, sighed, and said, "At least one year."
The gap between monks and mortals can only be made up with time. But Wang Tuo still overestimated mortals.
Xiang Sheng has been gone for three years.
The cold wind mixed with ice chips blew into the cotton coat that was as hard as iron, but Xiang Sheng didn't seem to feel the cold. He held an ice stick in his hand and walked forward step by step. His eyes were blank and his pupils had long lost focus.
She didn't know why she was still alive, but she was obsessed with the idea of moving forward step by step. Even after three years on this road, she still hadn't seen the end.
The sound of Wang Tuo's breathing was still beside her, but she no longer asked the question that she had repeated thousands of times.
If the road ahead is too long, she is afraid that she will really give up.
Wang Tuo followed Xiang Sheng, with an untidy beard and unkempt appearance, looking like a beggar.
He looked at Xiang Sheng's back as he moved his frozen legs at a snail's pace, his eyes full of anxiety.
He had asked her to go with him countless times, but he was rejected without exception. If he continued like this, Xiang Sheng would not even make it to Wangjia Village and would freeze to death.
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