The sect leader laughed heartily, "I was just so surprised to see you here. It's rare to run into a familiar old friend. You probably don't know, but everyone else has long since passed away."
Separated by thousands of miles and the passage of time, even familiar places can become strange, and familiar people have long since disappeared.
"When...when did this happen?" Lu Qingyan's voice trembled slightly, and she felt a pang of sadness.
The sect leader didn't speak, but instead looked at Lu Qingyan: "Why are you getting involved with him again?"
The sect leader was referring to Rong Qing, but in his eyes, Rong Qing was Rong Xu.
"Have you forgotten what happened back then, causing trouble for our two major sects—" The sect leader only noticed Rong Qing now, and he was not very welcoming of this enemy.
“Sect Master, he is Rong Qing,” Lu Qingyan explained.
"Not Rong Xu?" The sect leader seemed to have never met Rong Qing before, so naturally he couldn't tell the difference between the two. However, seeing how similar he looked to Rong Xu, they must be related.
However, Lu Qingyan was no longer a member of the Floating Dream Sect, so he couldn't control her anymore.
It's been so many years since we last met; we've become somewhat estranged. Forcing a close relationship, trying to bridge the distance between us, isn't so easy.
"It's rare for you to come back. Would you like to take a walk around here? I'll have my disciples show you the way."
"No need." Lu Qingyan shook her head. "I came back this time mainly to see the sect leader, my master, and the elders again, but I didn't expect that they were all gone except for you. But I'm already very happy to be able to come back and see the sect leader again. This wish has been fulfilled."
The sect leader sighed inwardly. Yes, so many years had passed. If he hadn't now grasped the opportunity for ascension, perhaps he, like those others, would no longer be in this world.
Those familiar things have long since become strangers. When we're not together, we always feel like we have so much to say to each other, but when we actually meet, we don't know what to say.
When reminiscing about the past, those memories become warm and beautiful, but also become much more blurred and indescribable.
Even though these people have strong mental power and can remember those things clearly, they have long since deliberately chosen to forget them all.
After bidding farewell to the sect leader and the Floating Dream Sect, Rong Qing held Lu Qingyan's hand and walked step by step.
"What, regretting coming back?"
Lu Qingyan smiled, seemingly freed from the past: "No. How would I know if I didn't come back to see you?" The water mirror couldn't alleviate this longing.
"What you see with your own eyes is ultimately different from what you feel with your own hands."
The market at the foot of the mountain was as lively as ever. Lu Qingyan and Rong Qing went in and ordered a pot of tea. While drinking the tea, they listened to the interesting stories told by the people coming and going around them.
"It's really strange now. There used to be so many demons and monsters wreaking havoc on the world, but now we can't find them at all. How am I supposed to complete the sect's test if this continues?" The young man in sect attire scratched his head and said with some frustration.
When Lu Qingyan looked up, she noticed that the person was wearing the outer disciple's robes of the Shangyuan Sect.
"Hey, isn't this all our Sword-Holding Elder's fault?" another person said with a dark face.
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