"Go do what you want to do, and don't disturb their peaceful lives... If they need help, do your best to help them..."
"Just tell us the truth afterward, and the Six Sects will give you a reward. Consider it a request from us old folks."
Tian Ning nodded: "Don't worry, everyone, I can do that."
Even though Tianning said that, the sect leaders still couldn't help but remind them: "Whether it was the demonic cultivators a thousand years ago or Wanli later, they have all brought indelible harm to the people of Mingchun."
It started with an invasion from the Demon Realm. According to records, the Demon Lord ordered the people living in Mingchun to be taken prisoner and made the lowest of the low. They were exploited like slaves to cultivate the island's resources, and many people were slaughtered during this period.
Because it was occupied by the Demon Realm for a long time, some descendants of Mingchun Island have Demon Realm blood.
After Wanli took over Mingchun, he was very concerned about this point. He felt that the blood of these people of Mingchun had been polluted, and that their blood was mixed with the dirty blood of the Demon Realm. They were not worthy of returning to the Eastern Continent!
Wanli also instilled this idea in the fellow cultivators. At that time, the people of Mingchun suffered greatly. The people of the Demon Realm did not treat them as human beings, and later the people from the Eastern Continent did not treat them as their own. They were caught in the middle, like a lone boat, and could never find a place to settle down.
Compared to the other sect leaders, the leader of the Fuxian Sect was the most emotional.
He said, "If they have any problems they can't solve, good boy, if it's permissible, you can tell the people of Mingchun... the people of this eastern continent... the Six Sects, we are always willing to help... we will never repeat the same mistakes..."
"The sect leader of the Fuxian Sect felt remorse for what happened back then, and he carried that guilt for the rest of his life..."
"He regretted recommending Wanli until his death..."
Tian Ning stated that she would do her best to do as the sect leaders said, since the future is unpredictable and all she could do was act within her capabilities.
Before setting off, Tianning returned to Hujian Mountain to retrieve the sacks of talismans that her second senior brother, Jiang Xi, had promised to draw for her.
I don't know how long I'll be gone this time until next spring, but I'll take this opportunity to have another family reunion dinner tonight.
When we arrived at Hujian Mountain, the ground was covered with people lying on the ground; someone who didn't know better would have thought they had all died.
Only the eldest brother, Fu Hongming, was still standing there, but he wasn't in much better shape. It was because the eldest brother had just finished repairing the chain at night, and it was the eldest brother from the daytime who was suffering.
"Junior Sister..."
Even if his personality changed in the middle, his body was still genuinely beaten. At this moment, Fu Hongming's hands, which were wiping sweat with a handkerchief, were trembling.
"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother, and everyone else," Tianning said considerately. "I'm planning to go to next spring this time, and I don't know how long I'll be gone. I'll cook a nice meal for everyone before I leave!"
That means I can rest tonight!
Everyone shed tears of embarrassment.
During dinner, Tianning took out some magic crystals and distributed them to the three ferocious beasts. Long Aotian stuffed his mouth full of two chicken legs and still had time to mutter complaints about how his senior brother had kicked him in the waist during the fight with Taotie that night because he didn't like him.
It wasn't completely dark yet, and the gentle eldest brother explained, "Fourth junior brother, that's because you're standing in the wrong position. Duanmu Bridge's formation can indeed be effective, but the formation has strict requirements. Standing in the wrong position will cause everyone's efforts to be wasted."
"Honestly, can't he speak properly?" Long Aotian pounded his waist in annoyance, but before he could continue complaining, he saw Fu Hongming's expression change.
Looking up at the sky again, I saw the sun was setting.
"..."
Long Aotian silently carried his plate of chicken legs and quickly squeezed into Zhou Han's table.
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