The Wei family launched an uprising
Even if one becomes a monk, one cannot escape aging and death.
Human beings are so fragile, that is why they dream of becoming immortals or gods and living as long as the heavens.
Time is the biggest enemy.
At this moment, she seemed to understand Yan Bufan, Wang Tongtian, and Chen Ziqiu's desire for cultivation, lifespan, and advancement, because failure to advance is equivalent to death, and time will mercilessly erode all of this.
Unfortunately, she is not them and will never hurt so many innocent people for her own selfish reasons.
One thought makes you a devil, one thought makes you a Buddha.
A mysterious and strange feeling emerged, it was the feeling of enlightenment. She wanted to grasp it but couldn't, as if it was just a little bit away.
She is already in the late stage of foundation building, and only needs the last little bit to reach the great perfection of foundation building. Finally, she needs to take the Ningjin Pill to successfully form the pill.
"Fang Shu..." Lan Caiying hugged his wife, whose hair was as white as snow and whose face looked old. He took the sword and the book and said, "Good girl, thank you..."
"We accept our fate..."
"What are Mingzhu's last wishes?"
The woman who had lost her energy and spirit opened her eyes again: "What does Mingzhu have to say?"
Qian Luo: "She hopes to return to her roots, give her belongings to her parents, and have her ashes placed in a hairpin and buried in the ancestral hall. This is her last wish."
“Ashes?!”
“So her ashes are here!”
Lan Caiying and Lan Fangshu were both incredulous. They covered their mouths and stroked the hilts of their swords, their eyes filled with love and sorrow. "You've seen what happened to the First and Second Elders. I want Mingzhu to enter the ancestral hall, to return to her roots, and fulfill her last wish."
The first and second elders, who had been listening for a long time, naturally understood: "Okay, let's go to the Lan Family Ancestral Hall!"
A group of eight people went to the ancestral hall of the old house.
The Lan Family Ancestral Hall stands majestically, revealing solemnity in its simplicity, with carved beams and painted rafters, and red pillars and carved rafters. Candles flicker in the hall, and purple orchids are placed on display. The fragrance of the flowers mixes with the smell of incense, giving off a sense of calm and solemnity.
The ancestral tablets are placed in front of the hall, quiet and solemn, as if the divine voice is still there, warning future generations.
Lan Fangshu's eyes were clear, and he looked straight ahead. He kowtowed three times to his ancestors, took the orchid sword with both hands, and said in a loud voice without any trace of madness: "The ancestors of the Lan family are all here. Today is the day when my daughter Mingzhu returns home!"
"Please, ancestors, let the pearl return to the ancestral hall, and the fallen leaves return to their roots!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of purple light lit up in the ancestral hall. The ashes sealed in the sword flowed like the Milky Way, dazzling and brilliant, and the appearance of a young girl appeared in the air.
"Mother, Father..."
"Mingzhu is back home..."
It turned out to be Lan Mingzhu!
She actually still has a soul!
Qianluo had never expected that Lan Mingzhu's remaining soul was actually hidden in her orchid sword!
Maybe she has always been obsessed with going home, and her soul has been lingering for so many years. Now that she has returned to the ancestral hall, she naturally came out to see her parents for the last time.
"Pearl!"
"daughter!"
Lan Fangshu and Lan Caiying tried to catch that shadowy figure. The spirit looked at its parents sadly, its figure almost transparent. "Mom and Dad, I don't have much time left. This is my last time. I just want to tell you that I don't regret being your daughter."
"I was too greedy. As a person with three spiritual roots, building a foundation is extremely difficult. I entered the 8th district to compete for rare treasures, but I didn't expect there were so many masters there, and they injured me. I recuperated in the cave, but because I had no elixirs or spiritual energy, I couldn't return to the 6th district."
"That's why I passed away. I don't blame anyone but myself for not being as skilled as others."
Lan Fangshu was already in tears. She wanted to touch her daughter's hands again and feel the real warmth, but she could not touch anything. It could only penetrate her soul.
"Who hurt you? Tell me, and I will avenge you."
"It's because I'm not as skilled as others. I'm only focused on building my foundation. The family doesn't want to put all their resources on me, and I understand that."
These words made the first and second elders look embarrassed. More than a hundred years ago, the Lan family was not so powerful and could only provide for the cultivators with double spiritual roots and single spiritual roots. There were too many cultivators with multiple spiritual roots and they could not take care of them at all.
The two sisters were lucky enough to have dual spiritual roots to build their foundation. After going out to explore the world for a while, they returned to the old house and worked for the family.
Lan Caiying and Lan Fangshu covered their faces with their hands and cried. They both had dual spiritual roots. Everyone thought that with their qualifications they could give birth to children with dual spiritual roots or even single spiritual roots, but they did not expect that they gave birth to a child with triple spiritual roots, a child with triple spiritual roots who was not valued by the family.
"Mingzhu, it's all our fault. It's our parents who have implicated you..."
"If only we had gone out to gain experience and found more treasures for you, you wouldn't have gone to District 8 and lost your life."
Lan Fangshu regretted it immensely, but by now, the situation was set in stone. Her daughter would never come back, and they were already very old and with not many years left.
"I don't blame anyone..."
“I’m already very happy to be back home.”
The last words he said before disappearing were to Qianluo: "And... thank you..."
Lan Mingzhu had no resentment. She smiled brilliantly, turned into stars and disappeared into the air, leaving behind only a handful of ashes.
At this moment, Qianluo was no longer just an ordinary guest, but was regarded by the elders of the Lan family as a distinguished guest who could keep his promise.
If before, Lan Qianhua only regarded Qianluo as a little girl who could be coaxed, this time, she saw Mingzhu's parents were heartbroken, and she finally completed the most important thing in their lives. Even if she died, she would die without regrets.
"Good boy, thank you... for escorting Mingzhu back along the way."
Lan Baicao patted the girl's hand and said, "Although you don't understand any cultivation methods and are trying to get close to the Lan family, you have done such a great thing for our Lan family. You are a good child who values friendship and loyalty. Our Lan family will never treat you unfairly!"
Lan Xianghan's family of three nodded repeatedly: "Good boy, thanks to you, the three of them are reunited."
At the same time, Lan Xianghan's parents held their daughter's hands tightly. They didn't want to see the day when their daughter would be separated from her family and die in a foreign land. They simply couldn't imagine it.
It is said that it is difficult for cultivators to have children. They finally had a daughter, but unexpectedly, she was diagnosed with a single spiritual root. When Lan Xianghan was 5 years old, she was sent to the upper three areas for training. More than 20 years have passed since she returned home, and they still haven't seen enough of their daughter's appearance.
I was caught off guard by what was happening, and I felt the same way. It was hard to imagine that they would encounter such a thing one day.
Lan Fangshu held onto the orchid sword tightly, her eyes blank, still immersed in the pain of losing her daughter. Her husband Lan Caiying closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, my friend. I will thank you again later. Now Fangshu...we...need..."
He burst into tears. Lan Huairen and Lan Wenxin pulled the couple up and said apologetically, "Grand Elder, we'll send them back first."
Lan Qianhua nodded: "Go ahead. I'll have to trouble you to stay for a few more days. They may need your care."
She and Lan Baicao were troubled by the spiritual plant issue, so naturally they couldn't take care of the affairs of Lan Mingzhu's parents, so they handed them over to Lan Xianghan's parents, who also had a daughter. After all, they were from a big family, so they might be cousins.
Seeing the four people leaving the ancestral hall and their figures getting farther and farther away, Lan Qianhua finally came to her senses and sighed, "Well, little friend Siyu, why don't you stay a few more days..."
Just as he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lian Qiao who rushed in from outside: "Great Elder, Second Elder, something bad has happened! The Wei family has arrived. They are very aggressive and are even saying that our Lan family has evil intentions and are here to arrest us!"
Lan Lianqiao is the distant niece of the great elder Lan Qianhua. Due to an accident, the little girl lost both her parents and was left alone. Lan Qianhua has been raising her by her side and teaching her how to do things.
It is rare to see Lian Qiao panting and looking panicked.
"Who are you going to take?" Lan Qianhua sneered, her hands behind her back. "My Lan family has always been clean and honest, but it's the Wei family that's been crooked from top to bottom!"
Lian Qiao quickly glanced at Qian Luo and whispered, "They said that a few days ago, Wei Chao was buying herbs at the cultivator's workshop and saw a female cultivator with a jade pendant. That jade pendant is a low-level magical weapon that can nourish the soul palace and heal injuries. It's a rare and valuable item."
"It was stolen hundreds of years ago... I never thought it would..."
Qian Luo frowned, clutching the jade pendant at her waist. The Fahua Jade actually belonged to the Wei family? She didn't know Wang Daocheng's character, but she couldn't be blamed for the theft!
She said directly: "First Elder and Second Elder, this Fahua Jade was given to me by a cultivator to heal my injuries. I don't know the origin of this Hua Cui Jade."
As for whether the Lan family has a surname or not, she cannot guarantee it.
Lan Xianghan was so angry that her teeth itched: "First Elder, Second Elder! Wei Chao is going too far. Hundreds of years ago, we younger generations weren't even born yet. What makes him think that Siyu stole something?"
"It must be because I beat him up in the Xiuxianfang last time. He was so angry that he went back to find the Wei family cultivators and deliberately found an excuse to bully our Lan family! Knowing that he couldn't do anything to me, he took out his anger on Siyu!"
Lan Qianhua and Lan Baicao looked at each other. They knew that the Wei family was deliberately looking for an excuse to test the Lan family. Since they couldn't touch the disciple of Yuanying Zhenjun, they would touch Wen Siyu, who had nothing to do with the Lan family.
"Young friend Siyu is so loyal and righteous that he helped Caiying Fangshu recover the pearl. As elders, how could we possibly change our stance just because of the situation? We will absolutely not hand him over!"
As soon as they left the ancestral hall, they saw a violent wind, rumbling thunder, and dead trees and leaves dancing wantonly. The pressure from the late stage of foundation building made the younger generation of the Lan family unable to raise their heads, and they had to hold on tightly without bending over.
It was the three elders of the Wei family who had arrived in person. Without the restriction of the no-fly rune, the three elders appeared in mid-air, their robes rustling, their momentum fierce, and their voices like a bell: "The Lan family, hand over the shameless thieves! Hand over the Wei family's magic weapon, the Fahua Jade!"
When the divine sound reached their ears, many people, whose cultivation was too low, could not bear it and vomited blood.
"Master, I have a headache!"
"Wow, wow, wow... my heart hurts..."
"Mom, I miss you... Xiaobao is in pain..."
Especially the children of the Lan family who are not yet adults. Some of them have not yet drawn Qi into their bodies, and some have only reached the first level of Qi training. The pain is unbearable. How can they bear it?
Master Lan felt distressed watching these children. These children were adorable and straightforward, and he had watched them grow up. How could he allow anyone to bully them?
If a scholar is not angry, he will be furious.
He waved his hand to open the valley protection formation to resist the external attacks, then turned into a purple light and appeared in mid-air, and his thin and gentle cheeks became sharp and intimidating.
“Wei Wuji, you are full of empty words, slandering the Lan family, bullying the weak, and being cruel and ruthless!” He waved his hand and summoned the high-level spiritual artifact, the Flowing Jade Pen. The pen body was made of the century-old jade from Fuyu Mountain. The whole pen body was green and shining. The wolf hair at the tip of the pen came from the fourth-level monster Flowing Jade Wolf. It was soft in texture and produced a soft light when writing.
When the ink dries, the void becomes solid.
It is Master Lan's most proud weapon. Although it cannot make his words come true, the illusion of reality and illusion can shock people.
"Kill one person every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles!"①
"go!"
As soon as the words fell, the poem was completed, shocking the wind and rain. Thunder roared, and the fragrance of ink wafted through the air. A knight on a white horse emerged from the storm, his eyes cold, his tassel twirling, and his sword as bright and cold as frost and snow. The silver saddle illuminated the white horse, and it whirled like a shooting star.
The long sword in his hand is extremely sharp and can take off a person's head from ten steps away!
"Master Lan, even though you teach and educate people, why are you so angry?"
Wei Wuji is the great elder of the Wei family. He is also in the late stage of foundation building and is about forty years old. There is always a smell of blood on his body. He is bloodthirsty and arrogant.
He stepped back slightly, dodging the sword attack on his head, with a smile on his face, seeming to be at ease. He grabbed with his big hand, but only felt wet ink.
"Tsk, I hate these slippery things the most!" He took out a handkerchief and wiped it with disgust, then shattered it into powder.
The knight behind him swung his sword, its cold light illuminating Wei Wuji's arrogant face. He lightly tapped the sword, and only two clangs were heard. The originally sharp, snow-white sword turned into wet ink, and even the murderous knight was reduced to his original appearance.
"Plop..." A pool of ink fell from the air.
Lan Qianhua wiped her face at the door of the old house, raised her eyebrows to the sky, and flew her sword. She said in a bright voice: "Great Elder Wei, how are you?"
Wei Wuji naturally restrained his aura when he saw the person in charge coming out: "Sister Qianhua, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but your teacher has such a bad temper. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't let him go!"
Lan Qianhua bowed and said, "I'll talk to him later. I wonder what Elder Wei has to offer?"
Wei Wuji glanced at Wei Chao behind him. Wei Chao was standing trembling on the gourd and whispered, "Grandpa, let's go down. I'm afraid of heights!"
Wei Wuji's face darkened: "...What a waste!"
Wei Wuji was so powerful in his lifetime, how could he have such useless descendants?
There is no way. Wei Chao is the only one left in Wei Wuji's branch. We can only protect him and not let him lose his life.
Lan Qianhua followed suit: "Great Elder Wei, please go to the hall to discuss matters."
A group of people came down from the sky. The two Foundation Establishment Stage guards at the door glared at Wei Chao, this troublemaker. If it weren't for him, how could their Lan family have encountered such a disaster!
Wei Chao pouted and tugged at his grandfather's sleeve, seeking comfort. However, Wei Wuji couldn't stand his bullying and cowardice, so he swung his sleeve fiercely and said, "You useless piece of shit, come on!"
The Wei family cultivators behind him almost laughed, but they held it back. They were afraid that Wei Chao, the loser, would complain. However, the second and third elders of the Wei family were not afraid and laughed out loud.
The second elder, Wei Hu, was two meters tall, with a broad back and broad waist. He spoke bluntly: "Wei Chao, your cultivation has stagnated. It's shameful for me, brother!"
The third elder, Wei Bao, chimed in: "Cultivation is one thing, but courage is another!"
Wei Chao was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick: "You...you guys!"
In the end, all he could utter was: "...I'm going to tell Grandpa!"
The Wei family cultivator turned his head away, and the Lan family cultivator was already laughing. "Where did this Calabash Brothers come from? He calls me grandpa every day! Hahahaha!"
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Wei Wuji was not polite either. He took the main seat as soon as he entered the room. He raised his eyelids and stared at the girl in the corner with hawk-like eyes: "Sister Qianhua, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Lan Qianhua hadn't even sat down when she saw this guy's arrogant demeanor. The corners of her mouth twitched a few times. "This is the Lan family's distinguished guest, Wen Siyu. She already told me that the Fahua Jade was given to her by a cultivator. She didn't know it was a treasure of the Wei family."
Seeing that the Great Elder was still speaking in a gentle manner, Lan Xianghan couldn't help but sneer, "Siyu hasn't been born in hundreds of years. How could she know the origins of the Fahua Jade? An unborn baby is being charged with theft?"
After hearing this, Wei Wuji chuckled and his gaze fell on Lan Xianghan. His voice suddenly softened, "This must be Yuanying Zhenjun's direct disciple. He's truly promising at a young age!"
Lan Xianghan couldn't stand his humble attitude and the sarcastic look on his face. She hummed softly and pulled Qianluo's arm: "Don't be afraid."
Qianluo pursed her lips and lowered her head as if nervously.
Her dark hair obscured the emotions in her eyes. Qian Luo squinted her eyes, pondering a strategy. Given the current situation, the Lan family would protect her, and the Wei family would not succeed. She still had to cultivate in seclusion in Qionghua Valley, almost reaching the threshold of a breakthrough to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment.
This Lotus Jade is of no use. I’ll find a better one next time.
She handed the Fahua Jade to Lan Xianghan: "It was already damaged when I got it, and it needs the Hundred Years Spirit Milk to repair it."
Upon hearing this, Lan Xianghan took the Fahua Jade and frowned, "The Wei family is shameless, they're here to beg for money, and they're stirring up trouble just for a broken magic weapon!"
She walked up to the Great Elder, told her what had happened, and handed her the Lotus Jade: "Great Elder, look at this..."
Wei Wuji frowned as he listened to the old man and the young man finish their story: "Well, this guy, this guy, I'm determined to get him!"
"I'm afraid not."
Lan Qianhua placed the Fahua Jade on the table and, with a surge of spiritual power, quickly moved it to the opposite side. Wei Wuji reached out to take it, pressed it, and frowned: "What does this mean?"
"Although the Fahua Jade is a low-level magic weapon and is important to your Wei family, little friend Siyu is also a distinguished guest of the Lan family and will definitely not be called out!"
"The Lotus Jade is broken, so I'm giving it to you."
"But people won't give it to you!"
Every word and sentence is sonorous and powerful!
The Lan family members straightened their spines instantly and glared at the Wei family cultivators: You want to capture people? No way!
Second Elder Wei sneered, "Humph, is this the Lan family's attitude?"
Third Elder Wei made a complex incantation towards the Fahua Jade, and the character "Wei" appeared in the air. "This is the symbol of our Wei family. I wonder if what this young friend Siyu said is true or not?"
"Who gave you the Fahua Jade? When and where? How did they get the Fahua Jade? The Fahua Jade was in good condition when it was in the Wei family. How did it become damaged in your hands?"
"You want to keep things quiet without saying a word? Impossible!"
Wei Wuji slammed the table, and it instantly shattered into pieces, sending dust flying everywhere. A gloomy look flashed across his eyes as he stared at Lan Qianhua, "No one can leave today. You must give an explanation!"
In an instant, the situation became tense and the monks drew their swords against each other. The cold light flashed, illuminating half of Qianluo's snow-white face. Her eyes turned cold and her fingers moved slightly.
Since you don’t understand what I’m saying, there’s no need to say anything more!
"etc!"
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