The night was still, the stars illuminated the majestic green mountains, and the lights of Qingfeng Temple appeared warm and peaceful under the night sky.
Liu Feng and Yu Jingya stepped onto the stone steps and slowly entered the temple.
Liu Changqing also came with them this time.
Having shed the complexities and distractions of the world, what he cares about most now is spending his days playing with his two grandsons, teaching them to read and write, and listening to their clear voices reciting Taoist scriptures.
Life in the mountains is simple yet fulfilling.
Long'er is exceptionally talented and has a calm demeanor. She enjoys sitting quietly in front of the palace, cultivating alongside her parents. Feng'er, on the other hand, is naturally lively and spends her days dragging He Tiantian around the mountains, teasing the spirit pets.
"Grandpa! Look at my newly learned sword technique!" Long'er held a peach wood short sword and performed the "White Crane Spreads Wings" move with great skill.
Liu Changqing laughed heartily, but then he saw Feng'er quietly circle behind her brother and suddenly throw a pine cone.
With a "smack," Long'er was hit squarely on the back of the head.
"Feng'er!" Yu Jingya called out softly, but the little girl had already scrambled up the old pine branch, still holding the snow-white jade rabbit in her arms.
He Tiantian was leaning against a pillar, munching on a wild pear, when she saw this, she laughed so hard that pear juice splashed onto her clothes.
Amidst the commotion, the sound of iron boots treading on stones came from afar and grew closer outside the mountain gate.
Liu Fei was dressed in a dark green military uniform, and the leather holster for his pistol at his waist was worn smooth and shiny; Lin Hao carried a long ebony box, and a new scar about an inch long had appeared on his left cheek.
Although the two tried to restrain themselves, they were still surrounded by the chilling aura brought back from the battlefield.
"Fourth Brother." Lin Hao knelt on one knee, the box lid sliding open with a dull screech.
The yellowed silk scroll lay quietly on a velvet lining, its charred edges still speckled with grains of sand. "Excavated from the Loulan underground palace; seven brothers lost their lives fighting for this item."
Liu Feng pointed his fingers and gestured, and the silk scroll unfurled without wind.
The runes, which resembled seal script but were not, gleamed with golden light in the sunlight, and the old pine tree in front of the temple suddenly moved without any wind.
"It's the True Explanation of the Yu Steps." Liu Feng's fingertip hovered over a fragmented rune. "Unfortunately, it's missing three crucial pages."
He suddenly looked up: "You have a bloodthirsty aura on you."
Liu Fei clenched his fist, veins bulging: "That tomb in the Western Regions... has living creatures guarding it."
Lin Hao silently unbuttoned his collar, revealing a purplish-black claw mark on his collarbone, the flesh of which appeared petrified.
Inside the weapon-refining room, Liu Fei and Lin Hao sat shirtless in front of the weapon-refining furnace, with the meteorite iron sword embryo floating inside.
They continuously channeled their energy to refine the sword, and with each leap of the furnace fire, a wisp of light would seep into the blade.
On the night of the full moon a hundred days later, the mountains and valleys echoed as the swords were completed. Two long swords emerged from the furnace, their blades adorned with dark patterns that flowed like a galaxy.
The moment Lin Hao caught the sword, the petrified marks on his collarbone peeled away inch by inch.
Liu Fei also opened his eyes, reached out and grasped another sword. The blade hummed, as if it were connected to his thoughts.
He laughed and said, "I'm afraid I'll get a promotion when I go back this time."
Lin Hao gripped the sword, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit: "Perfect timing to test the sharpness of this sword."
A few days later.
The two returned to the army and, with their extraordinary strength and this divine weapon, repeatedly achieved great feats.
Originally just majors, they were promoted to major generals within a few months and assigned to special departments. They didn't need to show their faces on weekdays, and would only take action when there were difficult situations.
Inside Qingfeng Temple, Liu Feng's life remained peaceful.
Every day, he accompanied Yu Jingya in her dual cultivation practice, and Yu Jingya's cultivation level steadily increased. Her state of mind became more peaceful, and her cultivation level improved day by day.
The more Liu Feng studied the tattered silk scroll, the more he gained, gradually touching upon some of its lost truths. He was planning to go into seclusion to organize and thoroughly understand what he had learned.
At this moment, Yun Yi rushed over and reported, "Master, the Zixiao Sect Master has invited the Wudang Sect to explore an 'ancient ruin.' Senior Brother Tong Miao asked if you would like to go?"
Liu Feng pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You and Feng Ling have already entered the Qi Refining stage, and it's time for you to go out and gain experience. You two will accompany the team on this expedition."
Yun Yi was slightly taken aback, then clasped his hands in a respectful salute, saying, "Disciple will obey Master's orders!"
Liu Feng gazed at the green mountains beyond his sight, then turned and stepped into the Mysterious Netherworld Cave.
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The End
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