"I actually came back..."
"No, that's right, it's Di Shengqianzhou. I recognize this place."
"This is the territory of my Beihai Sword Sect. I was responsible for the construction of that dock. After so many years, it is still there..."
"Brother Yan, when you get to your land, you have to entertain guests."
"No problem, no problem. I won't come home until I'm drunk today. I just don't know which kid took charge during my absence..."
Di Shengqianzhou, a beach by the sea. Not one of the seven masters was missing, and they all returned to their hometown.
Su Qing glanced around and frowned slightly.
As expected, this time it passed the continental border smoothly. What is slightly surprising is that the situation in Qianzhou cannot be deduced. Even the most basic geographical location is blurry in the sea of consciousness.
The sea, beaches, grasslands and mountains. There is nothing special about the scenery, it is very similar to Qingdao in the Northern Territory.
Just the feeling of standing here is completely different from when I was in Qingzhou.
The range that spiritual consciousness can cover is very narrow, and it is extremely difficult to explore every point. It's like standing in a mire and thick fog, basically all you can see is what you see.
"No matter how serious the injury is, it is not impossible to overlook the mountains and rivers. The Qianzhou Barrier is completely closed and can only be uncovered if you step on it and leave traces."
Su Qing turned his attention back to the seven heads.
"The fate of these seven people is not over yet."
The heads didn't realize what was waiting for them and were excited about going home. Each of his eyes was a little red, as if he could cry at any moment.
But only one of them really cried, Song Yueyao, the master of the Moon Palace. My eyes were severely swollen, and tears were falling down.
"I shouldn't have abandoned him, why should I abandon him... No, I have to go back... I want to go back to Lin'er."
Song Yueyao didn't cry for going home, but for leaving her son behind.
Before setting off, Ben had already made up his mind. I specially found a kind family, left all my money, and entrusted my son to them.
But when I arrived at Qianzhou, I instantly regretted it.
"Yueyao, calm down." Xu Chuping pulled Song Yueyao, "Di Sheng Qianzhou must come back. We have our responsibilities here. We can pick him up after the affairs of the sect are settled."
"I could have taken him with me." Song Yueyao choked.
"Impossible, it's too dangerous." Xu Chuping shook his head, "Not to mention the grievances between Liejian Villa and Yao Yue Palace, none of the previous palace owners of Yao Yue Palace have married. If people know that you and I have a child, the consequences will not be We can afford it.”
The others looked at each other and gathered around to comfort him.
"Don't be sad, you two. We are here with you. Once everything is settled, we will pick up Lin'er."
"We have watched our children grow up, and we will never stand idly by."
"Yes, as long as we get back the power of the sect and the seven of us work together, are we afraid that we won't be able to save a child? Even the ancestors... have to give some face."
"It's a bit rebellious to say it. If all the ancestors are gone...ahem...after all, so many years have passed..."
"That makes sense..."
The leader doesn't just say it casually, but really takes this matter seriously.
The seven people were exiled to Qingzhou for thirty-six years, but they did not abandon their past grievances from the beginning. Take Xu Chuping and Song Yueyao as an example, it took them more than 20 years to get together. Otherwise, the child would not be only eleven years old, and the eight-hundred-year-old tree would be blooming.
When she was born, she was surrounded by stars. She was pampered and raised by seven people, which greatly brought her closer to each other. For example, the two bosses of Thirteenth Wood and Qingyi Tower can resolve grievances, and raising children plays a very important role.
While everyone was comforting Song Yueyao, dozens of figures suddenly appeared on the dock in the distance.
They were all dressed up and carrying swords, and they scattered around and gathered around. It was obvious at a glance that the person who came was evil.
"Don't be nervous." Yan Zhen, the leader of Beihai Sword Sect, smiled, "This is the territory of Beihai Sword Sect. Judging from their clothes, they should be disciples of the sect. Don't talk for now. I will go and negotiate with them."
Yan Zhen stepped forward confidently, and then was held to his neck by three swords.
"Old man, where did you come from? How dare you walk around here."
Yan Zhen's face turned red and hot, and his beard stood up in anger.
"I'm so young that I don't recognize me, and I don't have the same knowledge as you. I draw my sword when I see someone. Who told you the rules! The Beihai Sword Sect puts etiquette first, have you forgotten the most basic sect rules?!"
Although the cultivation level has not been lifted yet, Yan Zhen's aura is very strong. After all, you are on your own land, and your confidence is different from that in Qingzhou.
The other party was really stunned for a moment, but soon started laughing.
"Old man, are you confused! Where did the Beihai Sword Sect come from now!"
"He must have just climbed out of the coffin. This memory seems to have stayed more than thirty years ago."
"This is the territory of our Beichuan Sect. The Beihai Sword Sect has been destroyed long ago."
Yan Zhen was shocked and angry when he heard the other party's ridicule.
"Impossible! Impossible! The Beihai Sword Sect has been inherited for hundreds of years, how could it disappear in just a few decades? I know that the Beichuan Sect is just a small dependent sect. Who do you think you are? How dare you talk about destroying my sect! "
When the other party heard this, his expression suddenly turned evil.
"You old man, are you actually a remnant of the Beihai Sword Sect?"
"Hey, it's hard to say. They came back from the sea. Maybe they were away for many years and didn't know what happened."
"No matter who he is, arrest him first..."
A Beichuan disciple stepped forward and twisted Yan Zhen's arm directly. Yan Zhen struggled hard, but he couldn't resist the opponent's strength at all.
The other heads became angry when they saw it.
It was okay to be bullied in Qingzhou, but why was he so bullied when he returned home? I wanted to step forward to help, but I thought that it seemed like I was giving it in vain.
"Immortal Lord... you have sent us back. Can you show mercy and return the martial arts to us?"
Everyone's eyes are full of expectations.
Su Qing said: "What you are practicing is human martial arts, and you have been practicing for thirty-six years since you entered the world. Your training period will be over when you return to Qianzhou, so why do you need me to do it for you?"
The eyes of several leaders suddenly lit up, and they quickly tried to adjust their breathing skills. Later, I was pleasantly surprised to find that my cultivation level had returned little by little. Yan Zhen, who was facing off, chose to take action directly.
"What a bunch of ignorant brats, I really shame you!"
In the midst of the swirling wind and yellow sand, Yan Zhen stood with his hair and beard flying, his hands behind his back. Those disciples of the Beichuan Sect were blown to pieces by the violent energy. There were many cuts on his body, as if he had been cut with a knife.
Yan Zhen's white hair was reduced and a lot of black hair appeared. The wrinkles on the face fade and the skin becomes plumper. A pair of eyes seem to be embedded with swords, making people dare not look into them.
"The true energy is like a knife, the second transformation of the soul!!"
The disciples of the Beichuan Sect were shocked and instinctively got up and ran away.
"Want to leave?!"
Yan Zhen pointed his fingers together into a sword, and shot out with strong energy. Not a single one of the dozens of Beichuan disciples was left, and all of them were stabbed to death.
After that, Yan Zhen dispersed his energy and collected his power, turned around and bowed down to Su Qing.
"Thank you, Immortal Lord, for the gift."
His expression was very pious and his tone was very exciting. This leader of the second level of Yuan Shen is not just restoring his cultivation. Yan Zhen clearly sensed that his realm had loosened.
Others were also aware of it, and they were all very excited. Especially Xu Chuping and Song Yueyao, they were extremely happy.
If you can really break through the third level of Yuan Shen, then you don't have to be afraid of your ancestors at home. When the time comes, bring your son back and see who dares to gossip.
At about the same time, outside the small town of Qingzhou in the Northern Territory, a young man was looking into the distance.
"Liars, you are all liars... Just leave me like this and say you will come to find me in the future... I don't have parents like you, I don't have uncles like you... You don't need to come to find me, I will go to find you. of……"
The young man's face was full of tears and his eyes were filled with resentment. He clenched his fists tightly, digging his nails into his flesh.
"Di Sheng Qian Zhou, Di Sheng Qian Zhou... you abandoned me for this, then I will destroy everything there!!!"
Su Qing looked into the distance and sighed softly.
"Injustice is also fate."
…
When a man and a woman give birth to a child in a foreign land, they may not be accepted by their elders. He sent his son to a farmer's house and returned to his hometown to seek employment. The son's anger grows and his resentment grows, and when it grows, he eventually becomes a great hatred.
"Qianzhou Menghualu"
