mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 171 Farewell
At the foot of the Tianmeng Mountains, in an inconspicuous corner.

Lu Yunze knelt on the ground, with a brand new stone tablet in front of him.

Holding a chisel and a small hammer used by ordinary people, he carved the name of Qiong Wuji one by one.

A few feet away from him, stood an inconspicuous tomb. Large areas of camellias bloomed around the tomb, all the way to a clear stream not far away.

Lu Yunze's movements were not proficient, and he often accidentally engraved the wrong words, or there were cracks in the engraving, which could no longer be used.

He could only repair the stele with spells over and over again, and then start from scratch, carving it bit by bit, carefully.

A cyan light lit up in the sky, and Han Li landed on the ground with a refined corpse. The wings on his back became tattered at this time, and scattered into aura with a slight movement.

Lu Yunze didn't look back, but concentrated on engraving the stele.

"Old Lu, let's..." Han Li stopped halfway through his words.

He had never seen such a deep and deep appearance of Lu Yunze, like a big bright and clean bluestone, it looked so thick and clean when placed there.

But on this day, someone turned over the bluestone, revealing the other side full of mud and dirt.

The small hammer in Lu Yunze's hand hit the chisel one after another, sparks burst out, illuminating a pair of deep pupils flickering on and off.

About half an hour later, Lu Yunze hunched over and slowly stood up.

Holding the stele in his hands, he staggered to the tomb, inserting the stele into the soil bit by bit.

The moment Han Li saw the inscription on the stele, he understood what had happened, and was at a loss for a moment.

If something similar happened to me, if something happened to my parents...

Han Li didn't even dare to continue thinking about it.

If there was such a day, Han Li felt that he would definitely go crazy, and would try his best to make all his enemies die!

If he was like this, what would Lu Yunze, a lunatic, do?
In a trance, Han Li actually felt a chill.

Lu Yunze knelt in front of Qiong Wuji's tomb, without saying a word for a long time.

"Old Han..."

Lu Yunze's voice was dry and hoarse, scary, like the air that was forced out of his lungs, it slashed across his throat, and finally spit it out like a bloody knife.

"What's wrong?" Han Li asked as gently as possible.

"I..." Lu Yunze opened his mouth, and his face, which seemed to have been without any worries, moved slightly as if he was playing in the world.

Showing a sad smile.

"I'm homeless again."

Han Li was silent, unable to say a word for a long time.

He also has no home.

Although his parents and relatives are still alive, since he decided to embark on the road of cultivating immortals when he was 17 years old, he has been unable to go back.

This kind of sadness, he understands.

So I couldn't say a word.

The two remained silent for an unknown amount of time, until Lu Yunze let out a long breath and calmly said to Han Li:
"Old Han, please, have you bought everything you bought?"

Han Li was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hastily.

"That's good. Although the materials for repairing the teleportation array are not precious, they are not commonly used. I really don't have any here."

Lu Yunze got up slowly, reached out and patted the dirt on his knees.

"My level of formation is pretty good. Fortunately, there are blueprints, so I can repair them according to the blueprints."

"Let's go, leave Tiannan's muddy pond as soon as possible, so as not to have long nights and dreams." Lu Yunze said calmly.

Han Li froze in place, unable to recover for a long time.

"Old Lu... another place may be more suitable for the two of us." The corners of Han Li's mouth twitched, forcing a smile on his face.

"Both of you and I are not materials for mixed sects, it's better to be free."

Hearing the words, Lu Yunze smiled noncommittally, raised his head to face the somewhat glaring sunlight, and bid farewell to Qiong Wuji in his heart.

Two rays of light shot up into the sky, gradually disappeared in the air, and headed towards the direction of the ancient teleportation array.

In the next half month, Lu Yunze and Han Li began to repair the ancient teleportation array.

Lu Yunze wasn't lying, his level of formation was indeed quite adequate, and the ancient teleportation formation was a delicate job, if there was a slight problem, his life would be in danger.

Therefore, Lu Yunze did not dare to be careless at all.

Fortunately, Han Li had bought enough materials before, the two of them...in fact, Lu Yunze had been busy for nearly a month, and finally repaired the ancient teleportation array in sevens and eighties.

But on this night, Lu Yunze, who was immersed in repairing the formation, suddenly raised his head, and his powerful consciousness collided with another divine consciousness that was comparable to him more than ten miles away.

Just this collision made Lu Yunze's face darken instantly.

"Middle stage of alchemy!"

Han Li was startled when he heard the words, "Are you someone from the devil way?"

"[-]% yes." Lu Yunze stood up, his face getting more and more ugly.

Under the induction of his spiritual sense, the man was rushing straight towards them, and...

Lu Yunze was stunned again, a very familiar consciousness also appeared within his sensing range, but the breath seemed to be strong or weak, as if he was very weak.

To make matters worse, when Lu Yunze sensed that aura, the person who had originally rushed towards them also spotted her.

"Old Han, copy the guy!"

Lu Yunze quickly stood up, surrounded by flames, transformed into a majestic flame dragon armor, with three pairs of red flame wings on his back, exuding astonishingly high temperature.

"An accident happened to Nangong Wan!"

Han Li was taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted instantly.

An astonishing evil spirit shot up from him.

The two turned into escaping light and shot straight into the sky. Lu Yunze took the lead, like a huge bolide, piercing through the air towards the strange alchemy cultivator more than ten miles away.

At this time, his speed was extremely fast, and it took less than a quarter of an hour to cross a distance of more than ten miles, and he stopped in front of that person like a shooting star chasing the moon.

This person turned out to be a very elegant-looking old man, with a tall figure and rosy skin with some wrinkles.He looks about five or 60 years old, with a smile in the corner of his eyes all the time, and looks very friendly.

"I don't know why you blocked the way down?" the old man asked with a smile.

Lu Yunze looked at him vigilantly, and the flame wings behind him shook slightly, leaving sparks in the air.

Han Li appeared behind him, shot out without hesitation, and flew in the direction of Nangong Wan.

The old man's face moved, his squinted eyes had a strange light, and his right hand almost imperceptibly swept a certain spirit beast bag around his waist to calm the restless spirit beast inside.

Lu Yunze took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice:
"who are you?"

(End of this chapter)