Chapter 517: How did your teacher teach you?
Qingluan Domain.
The old man was searching in a broken valley using his spiritual sense.
It is true that the Qingshan Sect had predecessors who died in the Qingluan Domain, and it is also true that they came here to pay tribute to them, but it is also true that they came here to see if they can pick up some good stuff.
There were too many dead monks on the Qingluan Domain battlefield, so many that there was no time to collect all their bodies. Especially after the evil spirit appeared, it became even more difficult to deal with.
In addition, the evil spirit in this area outweighs the spiritual energy, which led all major forces to abandon the Qingluan Domain, and it became an area that no one cared about.
However, in the old man's opinion, the Qingluan Region is full of treasures.
He is indeed a disciple of Qingshan Sect, but he was not trained by Qingshan Sect. He was a disciple many years ago when he was still in the Foundation Establishment Stage. At that time, the evil spirit in Qingluan Domain was not so strong. By chance, he discovered the body of a senior from Qingshan Sect in Qingluan Domain.
The senior's storage bag was still on the corpse. After he picked it up, he found the Qingshan Sect's magical powers and a lot of elixirs in it.
Relying on these elixirs and spells, he was able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.
After he took the storage bag, he also promised to the corpse of that predecessor that he would definitely rebuild the Qingshan Sect and make it prosperous again.
In fact, he did so. After entering the Nascent Soul stage, he founded the Qingshan Sect and then accepted four disciples.
But then problems arose.
He was able to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage mainly because of the resources in the storage bag of the senior from Qingshan Sect. These resources could only allow him to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.
If he was just a casual cultivator, or joined a certain force and became a worshipping elder, he could live an extremely comfortable life.
But to create a sect, one needs disciples, and to have disciples one needs resources for cultivation.
He had not accumulated much resources over the years, and now that his disciples had all reached the Jindan stage, the resources were no longer enough. After much thought, he had no choice but to return to the Qingluan Domain again.
However, the old man had not expected that the evil spirit in the Qingluan Realm was so strong now. Several magic weapons he had prepared to resist the evil spirit were almost running out of energy. If he still had no harvest, he would have suffered a great loss this time.
“Please bless me, seniors of Qingshan Sect. I must get some opportunities. Even if they are seniors from other sects, I promise to enshrine them in the Hall of Heroes of Qingshan Sect and have them worshipped by the disciples of Qingshan Sect for generations.”
The old man whispered a few words piously, using his spiritual power to protect his entire body, and walked towards the depths of the valley.
There were gusts of cold wind in the valley, as if someone was crying, which made people's scalps tingle. Fortunately, the old man had experience. He found the body of the predecessor of Qingshan Sect in this environment that year, not to mention that he was already in the Nascent Soul stage now.
As they went deeper into the valley, the old man's brows became more and more furrowed. The evil spirit here was too strong, so strong that even he could hardly bear it.
The evil spirit attacked, and even with the spiritual power protecting his body, his skin felt like it was being cut by a knife.
An hour later, the old man stopped. He had reached his limit. If he went any further, the magic weapon on his body used to resist the evil spirit would be damaged. At that time, the evil spirit around him would attack him completely, and he would not be able to retreat even if he wanted to.
Boil the frog in warm water.
The old man understood this principle. If he really waited until he could no longer hold on, it would be too late.
Just as the old man was about to leave, the evil spirit around him suddenly rushed into the valley and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"Could it be that the elder from Qingshan Sect appeared in spirit? Or maybe the elder buried in this valley was moved by my piety?"
The old man muttered something and took the opportunity to continue moving deeper into the valley. Soon he found out why the evil spirits disappeared.
In the center of the valley, a man was lying on the ground. At this moment, the evil spirit of the entire valley was pouring into his body and was quickly absorbed by him.
"Junior Aoyama Sohō Yumin greets senior."
Fang Yumin hurriedly spoke respectfully. He couldn't resist the evil spirit, but the person in front of him could absorb it easily. He must be at least a powerful cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.
This person should be a powerful person who has practiced magical skills related to evil spirits, and came to the Qingluan Realm to absorb evil spirits.
Generally speaking, strong people who practice the art of destroying evil spirits have bad tempers. Fang Yumin became more alert and more respectful.
No response.
Seeing that the other party did not react, Fang Yumin was relieved and said, "Senior, you are practicing here. I have no intention of disturbing you. I will take my leave now."
It's best if the other person ignores you.
Fang Yumin turned around and was about to leave without hesitation, but just as he turned around, his pupils immediately shrank. In front of him, the man was standing there without him knowing when.
"Senior..."
The man's hair was disheveled, and his features could not be seen clearly. Fang Yumin did not dare to use his spiritual sense to spy on him: "This junior did not mean to disturb your cultivation."
"This...where is this?"
After a long time, just when Fang Yumin was feeling anxious and worried, he finally heard the man's voice.
His voice was hoarse, as if he had not spoken for a long time.
"This... This is a valley in the Qingluan Region. Senior, don't you know?"
"Qingluan Territory?"
The man's voice was filled with doubt and confusion. Fang Yumin didn't dare to ask more questions and could only wait cautiously.
But the next moment, he had a feeling that he was seen through, but this feeling was so fleeting that he even doubted whether he was having an illusion.
"What brings you here?"
Facing the other party's question, Fang Yumin did not dare to hide anything and said everything: "I... I came to pay tribute to my sect's seniors and to see if there are any seniors who have sacrificed their lives. I will collect their bodies and bring them out of Qingluan Territory."
"Collecting bodies?"
The man frowned, he felt a sense of familiarity with these two words.
Listening to the man's tone, Fang Yumin had a bold guess in his mind, as well as a bold idea.
Could it be that something went wrong in the practice of this senior in front of me, causing his memory to be confused?
Although the possibility of this happening in the Nascent Soul stage is very small, it is indeed possible if one practices techniques such as Sha Qi.
After all, this type of martial arts is powerful, but once it backfires, it can cause huge damage to oneself. Many cultivators who practice this type of martial arts eventually lose their sanity.
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"If you can't remember anything, why don't you follow me to Qingshan Sect? My Qingshan Sect is not far from Qingluan Territory."
silence.
The man did not answer. Just when Fang Yumin thought that the other party would not agree, the man finally responded.
"Can!"
"Then please follow me, senior."
There was a look of joy on Fang Yumin's face. This man might be a powerful cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. No matter how much he had lost his memory, his strength was still there. With such a senior around, the recent crisis of his Qingshan Sect could be resolved.
The three disciples who were waiting outside the valley had puzzled looks on their faces when they saw their master with a disheveled-haired man.
Didn’t my master go to touch the corpse? How come he brought back a living person?
Yu Xue and the other two were not fools. Although their master's words sounded high-sounding, they already knew what their master was here for after seeing his actions in the Qingluan Region over the past few months.
But out of consideration for their master's reputation, the three of them did not dare to say it out loud and just pretended to be confused.
"This is Senior Ji... Senior Ji. If you want to go back to the sect with us, you must not be rude to Senior Ji."
On the way out of the valley, Fang Yumin boldly asked the senior's name, but the other party only knew that his surname was Ji, but his specific name was unknown.
"Meet Senior Ji."
Anyone who could be respected so highly by their master must be a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator. Yu Xue and the other two quickly saluted, but their eyes were filled with curiosity as this senior seemed a little sloppy.
"Let's go back to Qingshan Sect first."
"Ah, let's go back now. Master, you won't touch...won't you pay homage to the sect elders?"
"It's the same as going back to the sect to worship. As long as you have the heart, it doesn't matter where you are."
Yu Xue and the other two: ...
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Qingshan Sect is located in a mountain range in Shaoyang Region.
Full of spiritual energy.
When Master Fang Yumin and his disciples rushed back to the foot of Qingshan Sect, there was thick smoke billowing on the mountain.
"Master, you are finally back. If you don't come back, our sect will be in danger."
At the foot of the mountain, a young man emerged from the forest, looking mournful.
"As your teacher taught you, don't panic when something serious happens. Just talk slowly about what's going on."
"Master, people from Xiaoyao Sect and Tianjian Sect came to attack our sect and occupied it."
"So what? I will make the decision when I get back." Fang Yumin said calmly.
"They cut down the golden bamboo that you planted, Master."
"Fuck him!"
(End of this chapter)