frightfiction Chapter 473 Going Home (3)
Chapter 473 Going Home (3)
Yan Xue waited for a long time, but still didn't hear that familiar response.
Yan Xue couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but she soon cheered up again. She was really back.
She saved her master and her second brother, and all her efforts paid off.
She checked the surrounding spiritual energy and found it was extremely thin, almost negligible.
He frowned, "How do I practice this?"
Just when she was frowning, she suddenly slapped her head, and thinking of the mountains of spirit stones in the space, she suddenly laughed three times, then covered her mouth and left quietly.
Yan Xue was in a good mood as she strolled around Qingyuan Mountain. She felt like she hadn't been back for many years, but in fact, it was still the same as yesterday.
She looked at the bright smiling faces and someone called her senior sister from time to time. She felt particularly sweet in her heart. This was her home, a poor but warm home.
In fact, her home is like a Taoist temple, with a very large area, located on the top of Qingyuan Mountain.
Due to years of disrepair, the walls appear mottled and dilapidated.
In addition to the four brothers and sisters, there were more than 100 children on Qingyuan Mountain.
The oldest of these children is in their teens, and the youngest is five or six years old.
All of them were picked up by her master over the past ten years, and some were given to her by people who could not afford to raise children.
The master also built a small school in the temple and hired teachers to teach the children.
This place is far from the city, and people's life is not rich. In the past ten years, almost all the money earned by her master and several brothers has been used to support these children.
In fact, the income from their line of work is quite high, but his master doesn't charge much, and often does it for free. Even if he makes a little money occasionally,
Half of the money has to be donated to charity, and the remaining half is really not enough to feed so many children.
So her master has always been very frugal, but she knew that her master still saved some money in case she and her fellow brothers and sisters had any emergency needs in the future.
But in his previous life, that bastard killed his master and second brother, and not only took away the money his master had saved his entire life,
He also took their Qingyuan Mountain's treasure, the Qiankun Bagua Mirror, and joined the Tiandao Sect.
Damn Tiandao Sect, they really dare to come up with such a name, aren’t they afraid of getting their tongues blown away by the wind?
Yan Xue looked at a group of children taking martial arts lessons in the distance and kicked the pebbles on the ground out of boredom.
In this life, she wants to find out all the people who have wronged her master in the previous life, and kill them one by one.
......
"What? You're going to attend this Cultivator Alliance Conference?" Elder Hua looked at his young disciple in surprise.
He shook his head, "No! Absolutely not!"
Yan Xue got anxious when she heard this: "Master, you didn't even attend the conference five years ago!
If we don’t join in, the cultivation world will forget about Qingyuan Mountain! Then we won’t have a place to stand.”
But Master Hua waved his hand nonchalantly: "No, no, I don't want to associate with those guys!"
Yan Xue hurriedly said: "Master, but those people always cheat people in the secular world under the guise of eliminating harm for the people.
As disciples of Qingyuan Mountain, how can we just sit there and watch? Just let me go!"
Elder Hua shook his head firmly, "No! When have you ever traveled far away by yourself? The farthest you've ever been was to a small village at the foot of Qingyuan Mountain with your master.
This time we are going to the imperial capital, absolutely not!"
Yan Xue quickly stood up, walked obediently behind her master, and gently patted her back.
"Master, don't worry. I have never even left Qingyun County since I was a child. I also want to go out and see the world."
Master Hua also knew that this little disciple seemed to have gone out once since he could remember, but... he thought for a moment and said, "Then you should wait for your third brother to come back and go together."
"Master, by the time Third Senior Brother comes back, the flowers will be cold."
Yan Xue knew that as the youngest disciple of the master, she had only accompanied the master on one mission. Later, the master did not take her with him anymore, saying that she was rash and unstable.
But she must go to the imperial capital this time. Although that bastard is dead, the Tiandao sect is still fine. She has to find out the truth of that year.
Finally, Yan Xue begged and persuaded her master for two days before he finally agreed to let her go to the imperial capital.
On the other side, at the top of the sky that is out of reach and seems to reach the clouds, an extremely luxurious palace stands quietly.
Inside the palace, a man dressed in snow-white clothes was slowly sitting up from the bed.
He has an upright figure, a handsome face as if carved, and a sharp light flashing in his deep eyes.
Yanwu Xingjun, who had been silently guarding Xuanyuan Xu by the bed, saw the Emperor wake up, and immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
He asked cautiously, "Emperor of Heaven, is everything going well during this descent to the mortal world?"
Xuanyuan Xu stared into the distance in a daze and just said "hmm" softly.
A look of joy instantly appeared on Yanwu Star Lord's face.
He said excitedly: "Congratulations, Emperor Tian! This time you have experienced the tribulations of joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, greed, anger, and ignorance, which will surely be of great benefit to your future cultivation!"
Xuanyuan Xu nodded, didn't say much, just waved his hand casually.
Upon seeing this, Yanwu Star Lord did not dare to stay any longer and bowed and left the room.
After Yanwu Star Lord left, Xuanyuan Xu stood up and walked to the window alone.
He gazed quietly at the picturesque scenery outside the window, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.
Thinking of all the hardships and emotional entanglements he had experienced in these fourteen lifetimes, he could not help but frown slightly and pinched his eyebrows with his hand.
He transformed into Xiahou Li and experienced endless joy.
He became Zhang Aiguo, suffering from sorrow and pain,
As Jiyou, he was trapped in the quagmire of greed and could not extricate himself.
He became Mo Shang, obsessed with a fruitless love...
He sighed softly, picked up the brush and wrote the word "snow".
He thought of the woman's voice, appearance and smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He had been the same person for fourteen generations. Fortunately, she was the only one.
It's actually a soul-traveling thing, interesting...