As if he had realized something, Lu Changzhi continued, "Your Majesty has always been thinking about you. He would go to worship you every spring and would sit there for several days. He has not been in seclusion for decades. I'm afraid he misses you so much that he can't enter into a state of meditation. With such a deep affection for you, I'm afraid he regards you as the Great Dao."
He didn't know the relationship between the Sword Immortal and the Lord before, and subconsciously regarded the other as an enemy. Because there can only be one master of the Heavenly Sword, if the Lord also reincarnated, then the Sword Immortal and the Lord would inevitably fight a life-and-death battle.
As the saying goes, there can't be two tigers in one mountain, unless they are one male and one female.
The Heavenly Sword cannot have two owners unless they are a man and a woman. If the two of them are Taoist companions, it is not impossible for them to take turns using the Heavenly Sword.
Dong Yunshu said calmly, "I believe in Brother Li, you don't have to explain like that. You have just reincarnated recently and your cultivation has not yet recovered, so stay in the sect to recuperate."
"Great Elder, please help me take care of him and help him recover his Golden Core cultivation."
This time it was the elders' turn to be confused. They had never been treated like this before, and the sword immortal who had returned to the sect just nodded in response to them at most.
How can there be such care?
It turns out that you are not here to challenge me, but to flatter me.
Lu Changzhi felt the vague hostility coming from the people around him and thought that it was his attentive behavior that caused them to look down on him.
He secretly groaned. If the other party was not his master's Taoist companion, he would really come to challenge him.
"Master, this may be inappropriate." The Great Elder flatly rejected the Sword Immortal's request and said bluntly: "This person was quite hostile to you before. You can take care of him, but you cannot give him the resources to recover to the Golden Core stage for the time being."
The Sword Immortal didn't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt were until he ran a household. The Golden Core Stage was almost the top level of cultivation in this world, and most of the reincarnated masters were in this stage. The resources required to cultivate to this stage were also more precious than those in the previous life, and would cost at least 10 billion when converted into Shenzhou currency.
Compared with 50 billion a year ago, it has dropped by 80%, but it is still a considerable expense.
It has to be the great elder!
The other elders secretly gave a thumbs up to the Great Elder, as he was the only one who dared to speak to the Sword Immortal in this way. The others, because they had no relatives or friends, dared not say a single word.
Dong Yunshu said in a slightly slower tone, "Great Elder, please."
“…”
The Great Elder looked away slightly. This was also the way Dong Yunshu had asked him to calculate Li Changsheng's location.
If it weren't for Li Changsheng, Yun Shu might not have been trapped in the emotional tribulation and would have gone further instead of dying at the age of a thousand.
"Great Elder." Dong Yunshu's voice slowed down again, with a hint of pleading.
"... Humph, just this once."
"Um."
Dong Yunshu knew that there would be a next time, and he only needed to ask the Great Elder a little. The other party would definitely agree unconditionally, no matter in the past life or this life.
It's not that the people in the sect didn't know about the fact that he and Brother Li had traveled together in the mountains and rivers, but the Great Elder suppressed it against all odds.
The next moment, Lu Changzhi's feet left the ground, and he flew towards the top of Tianjian Peak in a daze. When he came to his senses again, he was already in the clouds, white clouds were floating under his feet, and there was a pine tree not far away.
Dong Yunshu appeared under the pine tree, leaned forward and sat cross-legged, saying: "Tell me everything you know about Brother Li."
Lu Changzhi knew that he had no choice, and did not ask the other party why. He sorted out his thoughts and said, "I met Your Excellency in the early spring of one year, at a roadside wonton stall. At that time, I had just killed a demon who practiced magic by eating human blood. I was seriously injured and fled into the mortal world..."
Above the Heavenly Sword, only Lu Changzhi's slightly hoarse voice remained as he recalled the most important turning point in his life.
The Heavenly Sword Sect was not led to extremes by the Sword Master of Killing, but was decided by many great men of the Sword Sect a hundred years ago. As their control over the world became weaker and weaker, without supervision, the bad nature of the Mortal Dynasty gradually emerged, and the world became more and more chaotic.
The initial chaos was that the kings and princes had food, but the people had none.
When the world is in chaos, there will naturally be more and more demons and monsters. In order to deal with these situations, the Sword Sect can only go to extremes. Because if they are not extreme, more people will die.
As a result, there are sword cultivators whose lifespan does not exceed thirty years, but they are often able to kill enemies above their own level, and each of them has combat power comparable to that of a genius.
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The world of cultivation, the mundane world, a certain town.
The Taoist priests, one big and one small, came to the city gate carrying their bags. The people around them looked like they were made from the same mold. No matter they were men or women, old or young, they all looked pale and skinny.
Their hands seemed to be covered with skin, their chests were left with only ribs, and the shape of their heads was visible to the naked eye. Each one of them looked like a painted-skin man made by a demon monk, with only human form but no human appearance.
"Master..."
The young Taoist priest couldn't help but grab the corner of the clothes of the young Taoist priest next to him, looking at the people around him with fear.
With his current physique, he could beat ten of these "painted skin people", and if he used Taoism, he could fight one against a hundred. But after all, he was a child who had not experienced the ups and downs of life, and was easily deceived by superficial things.
The young Taoist priest just said indifferently: "You should be wary of these people, not afraid of them, but the difference is not big. When the granaries are full, people will know etiquette; when they have enough food and clothing, they will know honor and disgrace."
"You should always think the worst of people who are desperate. They need a meal now."
Hearing this, the young Taoist priest raised his head and asked, "It's just a meal, it shouldn't be that difficult, right?"
"It's hard for people all over the world to have food." The young Taoist replied, then strode forward and came to the city gate.
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